Something Stupid and Random

A Normal Drive to School

A/N: I don't own any of the car types.  By the way, none of this is supposed to make sense, just go with it.

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Cookie was never a normal teenage girl.  She was sixteen and had finally gotten her first car.  It was a custom made car that you would never see again.  Cookie had the brilliant idea of getting a yellow mustang.  Nothing strange about that, right?  Wrong, she had added a little something special to make it unique.  She had added a piñata to the roof of the mustang.  It was a horse head.  It was a big horse head.

So there she was, driving her mustang to school.  Then Cookie's friend, Candle, showed up in her car.  Her car was a small limo with a chauffeur.  She didn't ride inside the car though.  Instead, she had a swing set on the roof that she sat on.  Don't worry, she had a seat belt.

So there she was, swinging on her car.  Then Cookie noticed she had a blind fold on and was holding an extended bat in her hands.

Cookie rolled down her window when they stopped next to each other at a red light.  "Hey Candle, what's the blind fold and the bat for?"

Candle turned her head towards her.  "I'm going to hit the piñata!"  She started swinging the bat around, scaring nearby drivers.  The bat almost hit the horse head, but instead hit the windshield, causing it to crack.

"Great leaping beans of anger!  Don't break my windshield!"  Cookie pleaded.

"I'll get it this time!" Candle claimed, swinging again.  This time, it knocks off Cookie's antenna.

Cookie decided to take action.  She pulled her sock launcher out of her glove department and aimed it at Candle.  "Robberrawberraw!" Was Cookie's battle cry as she shot the first sock.  It hit Candle in the ear, causing her to rapidly swing her bat in fright.  The installed cap at the end came loose and pepper spray sprays the driver in the convertible next to her in the three-lane road.

And it only got worse from then on.

Their other friend, Cell, pulls up behind Cookie.  She drives a smart car, but the windshield had been removed.  There she was, leaning out the open windshield, trying to pin a horse tail to Cookie's mustang.  To her dismay, the light turned green at that point, so the cars were moving again.  Because Cell couldn't reach the peddle while leaning out the front, she had her installed legs pop out under the car.

So there they were, driving down the street.  Or, in Cell's case, running down the street.  Candle was still swinging her bat, and Cell was chasing Cookie, determined to pin the tail on the car.  The legs were desperately trying to keep up with Cookie, Cell still managing to steer from her position.

Smart drivers were being cautious of the three insane drivers.  The pepper spray had stopped though, which was good.  The poor driver it had infected had pulled over into a side street.  No damage was done, yet, besides the cracked windshield on Cookie's car.

Cookie shot another sock at Candle, but missed.  It landed on the street, only to get run over by other cars.

"Stop driving so fast, my legs can't keep up!" Cell demanded, gesturing to the pointed shoes on the mechanical feet.  She had almost managed to succeed in her attempts to pin the tail, but it just wasn't working out.

The spiked alarm clock on Candle's bumper fell off at that point and landed on the road.  Candle was very possessive of the alarm clock, so it had many spikes covering the surface whenever it fell off so no one could touch it.  A poor car ran over it and got a flat tire, but still no wreck was caused.

Cookie decided a change of weapons was in order.  She pressed a green button on her car, and the horse head turned towards Candle.  It started sneezing, its allergies coming up again.  But, because they were turning left at the moment, the sneezes kept hitting Cell.  Still, Cookie kept trying to land it on Candle, but once they were going straight again it didn't hit any intended targets.  So Cookie sped up and the sneezes finally managed to hit Candle.

"Bwah!" Candle cried out, still blinded.

"Huzzah!" Cookie yelled with victory.  She pressed the green button again, ending the horse's sneeze fest.

Finally, they reached their school.  When they all parked, Cell ran out of her panting car and stuck the tail on the mustang.  "Success!"  Really, though, the car was panting.  Robotic arms were now sticking out and it was standing there with its hands on its knees.

Candle removed her blindfold and stuck the bat in the trunk to be used later on.  And so went another ride to school, just as eventful as the last.