LIGHTNING MCQUEEN X Y/N LOVE STORY

the drink

- [ ] after a chat with my manager, bev, i creep out of the arena, trying not to think too bad of myself. out of nowhere, i feel a tap on my bumper. turning around, i become aware it is lighting mcqueen. he says, "nice race, y/n. you've got real potential." god, good sportsmanship is so hot, i thought to myself. before i could continue daydreaming, he states, "are you busy rn?" OMG, is this really happening?! i said yes, thrilled to spend time with him. typically, i have a negative perception of my competitors, but, with him, it was different. i couldn't explain it. we cruise to flo's for drinks. he admired the stars, and i admired his eyes. i was captivated by their celestial promises. enthralled by his demeanor, i didn't realize we had arrived at flo's. she cruises over, asking how the race went. mcqueen answers, "i won, but y/n made it very difficult." flo responds with, "yasss, you go girl!" i thank her, and mcqueen orders me a drink. oh what a gentleman! *smirks* we cruise out into the field, and lay among the hay bales and tractors. how romantic. sipping our gas, he asks me about my story. i explained my perpetual passion for racing, and the fiery drive it ignites inside of me. he says, "same bae," and i think i'm in love. suddenly, i see some nasty ass rusty bitch driving backwards towards us at a very high speed. frightened, i speed away. mcqueen calls me back, and introduces me to his best friend, tow mater. "hi, i'm y/n," i say. he replies, "i'm mater! nice to meet you fellow racer." he proceeds to ask mcqueen if he wants to flip tractors with him, not getting the hint he is preoccupied. lightning replies, "hmu tomorrow bud." he turns to me, "wanna head to my cone?" i tried to contain my excitement, "yes ofc queenie." oh no, i can't believe i called him that. would he revoke his offer? replies, "sounds good, y/nie." i give a soft, innocent smile. could he be any more perfect?