(JACKSON STORM pov)
I ran/ stomped/ waddled to the red door, my hand clutching me baby. I was so scared that I would die. No. Not my baby. I felt a warm liquid ooze out of my pelvic region. I look down deck, I see yellow tinkle? This can't be right... I am giving birth I say ear-splittingly. I rush away into an alley way, saying hello to my mother who was doing some strange deals? Possibly drug. I need a free from danger place to go. But I have nothing, except, my 22 million dollars, and a dream.
(LIGHTNING MCQUEEN POV)
UGGHHHH. I ran out chasing my babby, my suppliement because he was scared of my violent, killing............................................................................................MOM!>!>!>!>!?!?!?!L!!#Y#U$*. My mother, raging, quivering non fragile mother. I never thought my elderly mother was so... aggressive? I saw him run through an alleyway and I took another way. I need to get to him. He was giving big birth. I ran around the block to see his waddling calves. I grabbed his tan melanin arm in fear of his and our bbys lif. "We gots to get to getting" I state VILENTLY SILENTLY. I rush him into my local shopping cart. And we pull up at the hospital.
(JACKSON STORM POV)
We are back again to this wild place, the hospital. But this time we have a midget. I should have pulled out I thought. We then walk to the hospital doors and creak them open... I heard a familiar voice....
A/N: I saw me ginger, me favorite strawberry, Destiny... (slurp) She was slowly caressing her chin (Yeeg Yeet) I missed her curves and nice button nose. She had rosy cheeks she said it was sunburn but I know the truth she was digging my vibe and new pant. I know bb, you had to contain your emotions. But let them flow gurt? I will caress your cheeks.
