Dream Girl (Lightning McQueen X Self insert)

Unpleasantries

   "I'll..get some errands done." He walks out, closing the door behind himself.
I sigh, resting onto my back.

What lies in wait in the morning?
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"Delicimo! It's an amazing idea." Luigi speaks to Guido, as my door opens to reveal them speaking.

"Wake uppp!" Luigi speaks in a sing song voice, as my eyes flutter open.

"What?..."

"We are to help McQueen in his race!"

"Poiché non ha equipaggio, possiamo anche aiutare per quello che ha fatto per aiutarci."
Translation: For he has no crew, we may as well help after all he has done to help us.

"We're going to his race? What'll I do, magically draw him a new logo?"

"No no, you see, you shall be our backup mechanic! And Doc will train you to be his assistant in being a crew chief!" Luigi smiles, helping me out of bed.

"Who's driving?"

"You know the way of course-"

"The rest of you better be paying for gas." I chuckle, and get ready.

Within the next few minutes, we packed as speedily as we could.

"Step on the gas?"

Doc nods.

As we go off into the complicated twist of roads, and within a few minutes with permission
(And by permission I mean bribing the people at the gates of the racetrack with Doc's signature)

We make it to McQueen's pit stop.

"And... THE RACE BEGINS!"
From the booth, people burst with commentary.
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Selected:
>McQueen

Great, no crew except Mack. I'll make this work.
I am speed.
I can do this-
But in order to do this I had to leave them.
What the hell am I thinking?
The race has started!
I begin speeding on the tracks, catching up as I continue to speed ahead.
Was it really worth it? For some empty cup? How shallow have I become?
"Get back in the game..."
When she told me about her childhood.
When I opened my car door for her.
When we had a picnic together.

What's wrong with me?

Speed ahead.

Win.

"And McQueen must be off his game!"

"I didn't come all this way to see ya lose kid."

"I didn't either, step on it." I hear a laugh I'm familiar with.

Chick pushes the King off to the side,
Then me.
I end up in the grass, then... how to gain traction?
How?
Turn... turn right so you go left.
I can speed ahead and win.

But that's not what I should do.
What do I want to do?

Driving back carefully, my hands grip the wheel as I'm wary of the King's safety.

"And..." I push his back bumper so I'm driving him ahead.

"Thanks McQueen." He turns in his sets to give me a thumbs up.

"And McQueen... helps him? He could've won!"

"Wow, oh wow McQueen. Who knew he didn't care about the piston cup anymore?"

It's a tense moment as I lead the king back.

"Why?"

"Someone told me... it's just an empty cup."

"Wow, I'm proud of you kid."

"Doc?"

"You bet."

"Who would've thought?" Her voice rings through my ears.

"Wow! McQueens crew chief is the Fabulous Hudson Hornet! Greatest dirt track racer of all time."

"And it's... his granddaughter? Assistant in crew chief, the next prodigy to stand by McQueen!"

"No... to race next to me." I speak into my comms as I hear silence, then a simple:

"Maybe, maybe." From both of them.

As we pass the finish line, I see Chick Hicks standing proudly, about to go on stage.

"Don't worry kid, nobody likes a cheat." Doc states in my ear.

We get out of our respective cars, as the King's wife runs over.
"Thank you."

"Anytime miss." I nod, walking off only to see the head of Dinoco.

"I saw what you did our there and... I'm considering, would you like to be the head of Dinoco?"

"Thanks Mr. Tex but... Rust-eeze has brought me to where I am now and I couldn't really imagine leaving them." I look over to see my crew and friends chatting amongst eachother.

"Well, let me know if you need anything."

"I think I'm good.
But there is one thing..."

"WOOO A HELICOPTERRR!"  Mater screams from the top of his lungs.

"I'm glad you're back. Maybe."

"Heyyy!" I nudge Chris.

"Fine, maybe you're sort of my favorite."

"And I think...
You're my dream girl." I whisper.