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It's gotta be a record or something for how many times he's been hung upside down

Let me be inaccurate 😌🔫

The best part about writing humanized cars for me is to do with the fact that Lightning doesn't actually have doors.

He has these 2 silly things on his roof, it's established that those are his rear view mirrors.

Now, if a racecar has no doors, it has a roof opening, the driver enters this way.

So I imagine Human Lightning just falls in awkwardly and doesn't do it the normal way ever.

I present, my close personal friend

Does twink stand for Twink-ie? But you fill Twinkies with cream?

Wait

I thought it'd be funny to download Dreamlight valley, yknow that little Disney game? I just said, hey, imma see if pixar characters show up. And they do.

But then the game became so dark that some days I was just sat on the couch staring at the tv wondering if I could deal with disney trauma today.

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I thought Lightning and Mater were going to get high or drunk or something and turn into humans temporarily in one of the Cars on the road episodes.

Yknow, like that scene in the good dinosaur? (But less weird)💀

Does this have a happy ending

Because this is how I'm going to feel if it doesn't:

something for this cars au

Lightning’s mother, Marylin McQueen, was a rookie spy who was a year and a half into the job and looked up to Finn McMissile as her role model. She even got to work with him a couple of missions in her career and Finn was impressed with her skill. He saw her as his student, and he even got to meet Monty (Lightning) when he was still a baby, who unfortunately started crying when Finn tried going near him. It was then extremely tragic for Finn when he found out that she was murdered, with her infant son kidnapped by the lemons. He went to her private government funded funeral and swore that he’d someday find her lost child.

Eighteen years later, traveling to Radiator Springs with his clever assistant Holly and trusty tow truck pal Mater, the trio are tagged along by a curious, brave, compassionate, and somewhat naïve stock car they mistakenly captured from the lemon’s oil factories with striking blue eyes that look too familiar to the veteran spy. It must be a coincidence, right?

It’s only when Lightning has been taken back by the lemons and he and his colleagues are on a path straight to death, is when he realizes who he was. He’d found his mentee’s lost son, and he’s lost him again.

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Everytime I give kudos on a03 to a non cars fic, I pray they don't click on my name and see what fandom I write for💀

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