Rewrite Fate, guide your own. (Follow the track home)

Who would deny an offer when it could guide fate?

They boys were young but that meant nothing to them as they raced around the track, Tom shouted over the roaring engine to Toby to shift when needed. Both at the ripe age of 17 it was amazing to see them work together. Mark sat in the back seat with two seatbelts on while holding on for dear life. Racing might be illegal but it brought joy to the three of them, it was rare that they all agreed on something but this was the difference.

Personas they were called. Each racer had one to help break their personal life from the racing world, Sam helped them fix up their car but he also helped them pick out their names. Tom picked out Tommyinnit and went for a hyper boy who just wanted to see his friends have fun. Toby picked Tubbo, he didn't want to be different from himself so he simply picked out fake goat horns with golden chains dangling from them and threw them on. Mark feared his foster family finding out so he picked the name Ranboo. That fear became real and he hid his face from the world with a black and white mask and black sunglasses. They sound so different from each other but like yin and yang they balance out.

When the two best racers in the country approached them, how could they say no? Ranboo came up with 26 different reasons to deny the offer but the others ignored him. Eret offered her hand to Tommyinnit, Nikki to Tubbo, and Minx to Ranboo. One by one they all accepted their hand to the other infront of them and it was official.
A race that people would die to see was going to happen.

Fate was a cruel thing. It gave them no warnings to not race. Though Ranboo's foster family found out the day before the race and refused to let him leave the house, he had to sneak out to go. Tommyinnit got doxxed and almost couldn't make it. Tubbo couldn't find his lucky horns so he had to go with his second pair, they weren't as long as the first and didn't have the dangling chains instead they had mushrooms and moss on them. The three almost did give up but nothing was going to stop them from racing their hearts away.

The day of the event, Eret gave her team a pep talk. Nikki and Minx spoke softly to each other calmly.
The day of the event, Tommyinnit went over the track in his head while pacing the room. Tubbo tried to get the horns to fit perfectly on his head. Ranboo had the first aid kit opened and was trying to patch himself up from sneaking out the window. Fate might be cruel but the facts were truer, this race was going to be huge. Truly an event to die for.

A NEW TEAM HAS ENTERED THE TRACKS?!
THEY AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HERE GET THEM OFF THE TRACKS.
THEY HAVE CUT OFF ERET DRIVING THEM OFF THE TRACKS, GET THEM OUT OF THE CAR I SEE SMOKE!
TOMMYINNIT HAS HIT A WALL, GET THEM ALL OUT.

Tubbo sat in the field of grass alone, he spoke softly to himself about the events of that day. He then rested a flower on the gravestones and teared up a bit seeing the names.
Tom Simmions, son, friend, and many wifes.
Mark Beloved, found his home with friends.

“Boys, it's lunch time get in here!” Toby’s mother walked out to the backyard to see the boys sitting softly next to each other. Toby wore the pair of horns his father broke the night before during their fight, the moss and mushrooms seemed to be falling off because of it. Tom looked sad knowing his parents were going to make him move after his father lost his job. And Mark seemed to be crying, his foster family just told him to pack his things again. After 3 months here it was time for him to leave. The trio was being broken up with no way to tell if they would ever meet again.

It was easier for them to make it seem like their choice but fate cant be changed, it can only be shifted for it to make sense and for it to seem ok. The boys hugged each other for the final time and went inside to eat together for the last time. The final day together.