(JACKSON STORM POV)
*Slurps rapidly* He looked GUD. With them contoured patellas. I never seen a man so.... well curved. I walked towards my car and hopped through the window. I drove through some shit to the racetrack and lined up with the other racers. I glanced out me window in silence and saw him. He was lined up next to me, his lips puckered. I extended my neck to kiss him through the window. All of the sudden the checkered flag dropped and the cars took off. My neck, still extended out the window, got rammed against the side of the window. Cars crashed into the behind of my car, my neck flailing out the window. I then bent in a strange direction glancing evilly at the malignant spirit that decided to ram my behind. I then smirked at the sight it was him, my love, my suppliant. I skitter out my window, and walk towards Lightning McQueen, quivering as the speedy vehicles drive past. I am face to face with McQueens vehicle either I can go to McQueen and whimper in pain for my vehicle. Or, I can kiss him.... I don't know if its to lickety-split to do so, so I divulge him " Hey bb, I love you." All of a sudden, a red blur striked head first into my torso. I urinated all over. My vision blurred. The last thing I saw is yellow tinkle, blood, and Lightning McQueen.
(LIGHTNING MCQUEEN POV)
Whoopee jeepers, it happened again, but this time it was an accident. Why was such a pulchritudinous man wondering on the race car vestige? He was moaning something. Then I rammed him in the pancreas. He must have urinated, because I felt wet.
I ran to my Swirling Storm holding his cold yet pulsating body in my 9 inch hands. He whimpered as I held him tight. I never felt this way towards a man. I felt in love, I felt erected. It's not time I thought. It's only because I am upset I, a man, hurt a young gentle soul like Storms. I don't love anyone, definitely not someone like him. Even, if I felt this way he was too good, he had night black hair, that made me swoon in pleasure. I picked up his beaten up body. "please dont leave me. we r having macaroni tonight" I sobbed. The audience was quiet. All the racers stopped their cars and watched our love unfold. "plz dont lleave meeeee" I looked away silently. Tears streaming down my pale, freckled face. My tears sprayed across the stadium. The audience quivered in fear. Suddenly, a miracle happened. A rough, slimy texture slid on my cheek. I look down to see Jackson licking my salty tears. The audience claps in amazement. Our love is unbreakable.
A/N: I love you Destiny. My eyes water at your beauty. Plz go out with me. The song above is dedicated to you sweaty.
