It is quiet on the race track, which seems to glow in the sun. It promises to be a beautiful day. Warm temperatures, cloudless skies but not too hot either.
The silence is unusual. Normally you hear the twitch quartet shouting and laughing and the older drivers talking and making sure the younger ones don't do anything stupid and the younger ones playing games.
A Mercedes mechanic is checking Lewis' tyres when he spots someone. "Well, hello, who do we have here?" He smiles and turns to the little boy who is looking around helplessly.
"Hello!" This one murmurs shyly and the staff member crouches down cautiously in front of him. "What's your name?" He asks.
No answer. "Do you know where your parents are?" He tries another way. The boy points to his shirt. The employee notices that it is from Red Bull.
"I'm Jonas." He says and points to himself. The boy says "Max." Jonas thinks that it must be the boy's name. "Where Dad?" Max asks. "Your Dad?" Asks the mechanic and Max nods.
As the T-shirt the boy is wearing doesn't look like RBR merch, Jonas assumes that one of the parents works for Red Bull Racing. So he takes the boy in his arms and makes his way to the RB garage.
On the way he meets his best friend Willi, who works in the pit crew of Red Bull. "Oh, hey Jonas!" Willi greets him. "Who is that?" He asks. Jonas shrugs his shoulders and says "I think a parent works for RBR."
"He looks a bit like Max Verstappen." Grins the Red Bull worker. "Not Stappen!" Shouts the little boy. "Horner!"
"Maybe he's Christian's nephew. He has some, don't he?" Jonas suggests and Willi nods. So the two of them make their way to the garage and start looking for Max's parents. The little boy in Jonas' arms looks around with interest but does not see his parents.
Gianpiero runs past the three of them and Max squeals enthusiastically and stretches out his arms towards the racing engineer.
The man stops in surprise and takes the boy in his arms. The boy laughs happily and leans his little head on the man's shoulder.
GP recognises the boy immediately. "Where's Papa?" He asks Max, who shrugs his shoulders slightly in despair.
"You know who the father is?" Jonas asks with relief and GP nods with amusement. "Come on Maxie, we're going to find Dad!" He says and runs off. The other two look at each other briefly and then follow GP.
"Dada!" Max suddenly shrieks and starts to fidget. GP puts him down and Max runs straight to Christian who picks him up in disbelief, but also recognises him immediately.
Not even 5 minutes later, a crying 5-year-old boy approaches Christian. "Oh Danny, come here." The team boss says worriedly and hands the 3-year-old Max to Toto.
"What the hell happened?" The Mercedes team boss asks, confused. "I don't know, but we have to find the other drivers and see if they have become children too." Answers Chris.
So they start looking. More and more drivers turn out to be children. In the end, 18 of the 21 drivers are children. Only Hulk, Checo and Lewis are not children.
"Wait a minute, we haven't eaten the biscuits." Nico says and Checo calls out "But Nikita, Kimi, Pascal and Stoffel did!" The 3 of them look at each other in horror for a moment before Lewis calls out "I'll call Seb and you look for children's toys and clothes and stuff. Then we'll call the rest."
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