"Why are we having this meeting now?" Checo asks with a sigh. "It can't go on like this." Christian immediately gets to the point.
Lewis looks slightly annoyed and asks, "What is it now?" Toto says impassively, "No more alcohol. Not during race weeks. That means the only time you can drink alcoholic beverages is during the summer break and between seasons."
"But why?!" Checo exclaims in horror. He can no longer drink his beloved tequila. Valtteri is also shocked. How is he supposed to survive without vodka and gin?
"We had...a little problem in the Red Bull garage yesterday. And it's not the first time, and it's not only happened in Red Bull." Explains Christian. "Woah I was joking about the drugs!" Max protests.
"That changes precious little about the situation." Christian shouts in despair. "My God, where do you get these ideas?" The team boss wants to know.
"It's not my fault that some goddamn NUTELLA HAS GONE TO STROOP WAFELS!!!" Shouts Max angrily. "WE CAN'T DRINK ALCOHOL BECAUSE OF FUCKING STROOPWAFELS?!" Roars Valtteri now too.
"But that's already a crime too. That has to be respected!" Defends Nando Max. Pierre nods in agreement. "What do you have to report now?" Valtteri asks. "My parents are hobby cooks!" Explains Pierre and Nando doesn't have to explain anything. Everyone knows that this is Stoffel's influence.
"You guys have done this in the past. So don't look at me like that Lewis!" Growls the annoyed Dutchman. Lewis rolls his eyes and Valtteri mutters "Loistavaa. Emme voi juoda alkoholia vohveleiden takia?! "
[That's terrific. We can't drink alcohol because of waffles?!]
"Hei! Älä syytä minua kaikesta! Sinäkin vaikutat siihen. " Max rebukes the Finn who only grumbles disgruntledly. Max glares angrily at the older man. [Hello! Don't blame me for everything! You contribute to it too]
"Je crois que Max est énervé! " Charles whispers to Pierre. "Oh, vraiment? " The Frenchman asks back sarcastically. "Pourriez-vous tous les deux fermer votre gueule? " Max growls slightly mad.
[I think Max is annoyed! || Oh, really?! || Would you both please shut the fuck up!]
"Wir sind am Arsch Mick! " Danny whispers in the ear of the German. "Ich weiß! " The other one whispers back. "Wenn ihr beide nicht gleich leise seid schubse ich euch aus dem Fenster! " Max hisses and Mick pulls his head in slightly.
[We're fucked Mick! || I know! || If you two don't keep it down, I'll push you out the window!]
"Ontspan je weer Max." Nico grumbles to the young Dutchman and he grumbles back "Val me niet lastig Hülkenberg! " [Calm down Max || Don't bug me Hulkenberg!]
"Max, be quiet and don't challenge anyone because you're annoyed and the rest of you, stop provoking Max." Sighs Christian. The drivers sigh and roll their eyes.
"What exactly is the reason for this meeting now?" Alex asks uncertainly. "There's been a civil war in the Red Bull Racing garage." Grins Toto who obviously finds the whole thing very amusing. "Actually, it was a small revolution." Nando corrects the team boss.
The rest stare at Max. The latter stares back. "The Trouble Squad also played a very big part in this." Toto interjects. "I knew it! The Disney characters thing was a stupid but brilliant idea!" Danny exclaims with a laugh.
"Okay okay, get out before you tear each other apart here!" Christian shoos the drivers out, who are sitting very tense in their chairs.
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Next one :)
Well, well, let's see what's gonna happen. But without Seb and Kimi...
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F1 Chaos Squad!
FanfictionI think the title explains most of the topics. The 2023 grid is chaotic. Very chaotic actually. And that's, what I'm gonna show you! It's basically an F1 House.
