Adopted by Lightning McQueen (slow uPdates...reaaallly slow)

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The sun blasted through Cheese's window and reflected off his desk mirror. His make up sparkling slightly from all the highlight brushes. Cheese was also gay, but he didn't tell anyone because he was so scared. There was a small nock at the door, it opened and Mr France walked in drinking his morning coffee. He saw Cheese's hand and sighed. He carefully dragged him from out under the bed and woke him up with small shakes.
"Morning Cheese. We've had a call about 2 people looking for a child to adopt. Make yourself look presentable and it might be your day!" He said cheerfully and helped the 11 year old up. Cheese nodded and thanked him for waking him.
Cheese undressed after Me France left and picked a blue shirt with black jeans and threw them on. He sat at his desk and looked at his make up. He sighed, thought about it before putting some light make up on. He checked himself out in the large mirror and did his hair before walking downstairs to have some toast.

McQueen and Sally sat in an office with Mr France, Mr Chase and Mrs Chase. "We would like to see a child you recommend we see! You must know these kids well so you can surely help!" Sally explained and put her hands together and placed them by her lips. The 3 nodded and left the room.
"We'll be back in a minute!" Mr Chase said smiling and shutting the door.
"I'm nervous..." McQueen said looking at his hands. Sally smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "There's nothing to be worried about! It will be fun!" Sally said and adjusted her shoelace.

Cheese just finished his toast and out the plate in the sink and started washing up when Mr France walked up to him, took the plate and dried it.
"Dry your hands Cheese, you're wanted in the office with the parents!" He beamed and put the plate in the draw. Cheese gasped and covered his mouth. He dried his hands quickly and rushed to the office door. 2 others where standing there. 1 being Leo and the other Cassy.
"Hey Cheese! You nervous! I am..." Cassy said. She is new and a little cookoo but Cheese doesn't mind her. Leo had been here for a while but has been with foster parents a few times but he was always mean to them. Cheese is always left out from option because of his name. The parents looks at the name and refuse.
"Leo come in!" Mrs Chase called from inside and Leo moaned and walked in, slamming the door to. Cheese and Cassy covered their ears at the loud bang it made.
"He's always so moody!" Cassy pouted and crosses her arms. Cheese chuckled and nodded. Cassy being childish but she was 13. She had a brain disorder making her more childlike than she should be.
Just then, Leo kicked the door open screaming and ran off to his room. "I hate you!" He yelled and shut his door fast. Mr France frowned.
"Sorry you two. I guess he hated people and wants to stay here." He said and mentioned for Cassy to come in. She bounced around and ran inside, falling and smashing into the desk, giving herself a nosebleed. She just laughed and walked away.
"Cheese you go!" She giggled and shoved him inside.

Cheese was nervous. He looked himself down and realised the from of his shirt was wet along with his sleeve ends.
"Hello! I'm Cheese..." He said and put out his hand to shake Sally's and McQueen's. Sally beamed and shook it warmly, smiling.
"Why is your shirt wet if you don't mind me asking?" Sally asked. "I was washing my plate and I must've got it wet during that..." he said and scratched his neck looking away. Sally awed and hugged Cheese.
"How old are you Cheese?" Lightning asked and stood up too, walking over.
"11." He answered quickly and smiled.
"I've chosen!" Sally announce and crossed her arms. Mr France, Mr Chase and Mrs Chase all scooted closet waiting for the answer.
"Cheese!" She said and hugged him tightly. Cheese wet his eyes get wet with tears of joy.
"Oh my...yay!" He cheered and kissed Sally on the cheek. He then hugged McQueen who picked him up and hugged him.
"Go and lack your stuff! You're going home!" Mr France clapped and Cheese ran to his room to pack.

(Art not mine)