*A/N: Are you all wondering, why am I turning the Car's characters into human versions? Well, since IDK how Cars dance without human touch so, in this case, when I make this decision or warning. It's because I want the interaction to be real.
Nataly Adler is this woman. (imagine with yellow eyes) and Doc Hudson is here too. {but hey it is an option, probably a KFC advertisement} ARTWORK NOT MINE
(Nataly's Pov): At Flo's V8 Cáfe...
"Evening everyone." I drove up to have my organic fuel, courtesy of Fillmore but was taken away by Doc, who pushed it away from the hippie bus before pushing the drink towards me and I giggled at his action; Ramone, on the other hand, his eyes twinkling with amusement after this Doc Hudson's interception: "Looks like Doc just wanted to make sure you got your organic oil, Nataly," he commented, teasingly.
Fillmore pushes it carefully not to spill, only for Doc to push it closer to me once again. However, Doc couldn't resist and playfully nudged it even closer, making his fondness for me evident to everyone present. It seemed like the historian writer had caught his attention. "Heya, Nat!" Matter drives in with a grin. That Doc parked next to me, being protective since I was new on my first day and now first night in Radiator Springs, feeling a sense of belonging and surrounded by the warmth of friendship, I couldn't help but smile and thank my lucky stars for finding this extraordinary group of cars. Radiator Springs had truly become my home away from home.
"How's your story honey?" Flo asked. "Well, the day 1 article is going great thanks to Doc over here." Doc's eyes sparkled with fulfillment (not knowing everyone was surprised to see him being talkative but it does mean that Nataly won't know about his weird reactions towards her) as he nodded in acknowledgment. "It's been a pleasure assisting you, Nataly. Your passion for storytelling is commendable, and I'm glad I could contribute to your article." He softly smiles that the Sheriff whispered to him without my knowledge because I was left confused as to what they were talking about.
Author's pov: Whisper conversation between Sheriff and Doc Hudson...
"You like her don't you?"