“Cars” started my Pixar love affair too! <3 Oh, and I don’t mind if you guys get off-topic on my thread. I encourage it to some degree. 
But really, I don’t mind at all! I never made any rules asking you to refrain from small-talk so you won’t get in trouble for it! I’ll get us back on topic however…
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“Do you really need to kiss that thing every night?” Sally asked while she watched her husband press his lips to the golden trophy perched on display in the living room. It had been over two months since his win and he was still keeping up the silly routine. She could only be thankful that he did it in the privacy of their own home.
McQueen laughed lightly, “What’s wrong with it? Are you jealous?”
She rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, “Oh, yes, very!”
He smiled devilishly and planted a brief kiss on her lips. “Well, there. Now you’re even. I was thinking, perhaps I should name my trophy? How about…Sally?”
“Name it? You’re joking, right?”
His eyes roamed the room nonchalantly as he said mischievously, “I could always name it Lizzie if-.”
“Sally will be fine!” she replied while a grin broke out on her bumper. They laughed in unison until Sally’s voice dropped off abruptly.
“What is it?” McQueen pestered immediately. Sally wasn’t due for at least another week, but lately he had become hyper-aware of her every action.
She winced and said quietly, “I think that’s enough joking around for tonight.”
McQueen frowned gently. He felt helpless, it bothered him to see hurt in Sally’s face. He knew she was almost constantly in pain these days, though she was no wimp to let it show. “Come on, let’s go to bed.”
After helping Sally up the ramp and into bed, he turned off the lights and climbed onto his usual side of the bed. He let his eyes shut but his mind continued to run wild. In just a little while, he’d be a father! He could buy tiny white-walls from Luigi and sippy cans from Flo. Mater could teach some backwards driving and they could race around Willy’s Butte…the possibilities were endless!
Not yet feeling sleepy, he let himself generate more and more ideas. Suddenly he felt pressure against his side. Sally moaned softly and rested heavily on him. He looked at her with surprise but her windshield was still closed. He’d avoided touching her while she slept for months since it only caused her more pain. And now here she was lying against him. He studied her face with curiosity but she remained motionless except for her breathing. Forgetting what he’d been last thinking, he shrugged it off and closed his eyes again. He adjusted himself to better support her weight and felt a patch of wetness on the sheets. His eyes shot wide open with alarm and he leapt from the bed.
“Mmm…” Sally groaned audibly when he disappeared from her side.
“Sally! Wake up!” he called out to the lump in the darkness.
“What?” she whimpered but didn’t open her eyes. The pain was getting so intense she thought it would hurt to do so.
“Y-You’re leaking!” McQueen exclaimed with panic.
Finally her eyes sprang open. She attempted to move but cried out in distress. “St-Stickers? “she said anxiously. He wasn’t sure what he heard more in her voice; fear or pain?
McQueen’s breathing quickened to match the pace of Sally’s. “Oh, my gosh,” he muttered nervously. His mind was spinning recklessly and his tires shook. “I’ll call Doc and Mater!” he shouted the idea like it was some kind of new discovery. He dashed for the doorway but hesitated for a second. “D-don’t move while I’m gone!”
Sally bit her bottom lip and kept quiet. She felt like her undercarriage was being ripped from her body, and he told her not to move!
New father panic! :stuck_out_tongue: Oh, and needless to say, McQueen won! Third time is a charm. :wink: Thanks for reading everyone! Chapter comments? <img src="//pixarplanet-forums.s3.dualstack.us-west-1.amazonaws.com/original/2X/c/cc83e9b583138e48ff45f96609046b06d06c7f9d.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":mrgreen:" title="Mr. Green"/>
…Oh. Yeah! 
I’m laughing because Snipe and I had the same thing about “Peace”. 
But oh my gosh, yes! It can totally stand for Porsche! Just because you said that, I went on Google and looked up Bonnie’s birthday. Alas, it’s not a reference. She was born Sept. 22. shrug 
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And I’ve had the CD since before the movie came out. Unfortunately, we’ve listened to it 
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