WARNING : The first two dialouge quotes in my fanfiction
are rated T for mentionings of female puberty and … how can I put this … talking about certain things but in
dog term .
So here it is ! The first chapter of my latest fanfiction , since you guys are ahead of the
people on fanfiction.net and will be for a long time ! 
Stars were shining bright while Angie Weathers tried to sleep . As soon as one of her troubles ended , a new one
always began . Doc wasn’t even home for an hour when Angie had to give Sally and Lightning the news of their
first child being on it’s way . Angie couldn’t help but listen to the couple’s new ( and first ) argument
.
" One time , I mated with you <u>one time</u> , and now you're pregnant ?! It
would’ve been nice of you to tell me you were in heat ! "
" I'm sorry , but I thought you
would’ve noticed by the oil I was dripping !" Silence lingered after Sally’s remark ,
worrying Angie even more . It was awful how something like this could put such a passionate relationship in
danger . “So . . . are we going to keep it ? I could still get an abortion if we want .” Sally had
finally asked the question Angie was waiting for .
" I don't know , Sally . . . . I don't
know , " came the correctly guessed response from Lightning . Angie wanted to listen more , but she soon
drifted of to sleep , all of her troubles leaving her for a short while .
The next day's practice
was pretty silent . Doc’s daughter Raine , who had just decided to move back in with her father , had ordered
Doc to take it easy for a couple of days , which meant a bit more practicing without their beloved crew chief .
So it was just the two at Willy’s Butte .
"I know you heard us last night , so don't try to
deny it ," Lightning had decided to say something first . They were taking a break , something Doc would
probably never let them do , since they only practiced for two hours every day . Angie only nodded in reply .
“How much did you hear ?”
" Not much ," she replied softly . "Did you . . .
. did you make a decision yet ?"
" Yep , " Lightning said . A few seconds passed ,
" Oh you wanted to know ?" he teased .
Angie laughed ," Duh ! Spit it out Mcqueen
!"
" Well , it looks like there's gonna be a Baby Mcqueen in the future , "
Lightning smiled proudly as Angie squeeled with joy . Lightning winced at the sound , " Please don’t do
that again … it’s annoying . "
" So's your 'Ka-chow' , but you don't see me complaining
! "
" True ... hey , you wanna race ? " Lightning asked , " I'll let you
choose how many laps ."
" One lap , " Angie decided , " so then you only have to
fall into the cacti once ! "
"Fine then , " he said as he rushed to the turn , as
she soon went ahead of him . Angie got to the dreaded turn three , but she turned to late . Angie looked like a
dog , pawing the edge . She soon fell with a thud into a pile of the cacti that was originally reserved for her
racing partner .
Lightning rushed to the scene , " You want me to go get Mater ?
"
" That would be nice considering I can't move !
"
Sally gazed outside of the Wheel
Well’s office , daydreaming while waiting for customers to come around the bend of the road , laughing about how
fun the drive was . Ahe rememered when she first brought Lightning to Wheel Well , but that was long ago . A
least it seemed so , for it seemed so long ago before everthing changed . Before there were many customers ,
before they were together , before they had met Angie . . . before they were expecting a child .
Sally noticed all of the 'they’s in that previous thought . Over a year ago she would’ve laughed if somebody
told her she was going to fall deeply in love with a famous racecar that was once the biggest obnoxious jerk ever
.
The phone rang , oulling Sally away from her precious thoughts as she answered .
"Sally Carrera speaking , ower of the cozy cone motel and co-owner of the Wheel Well , how can I help you
?"
"Sally ? It's me .."
“Dad ?” she was shocked . Sally hadn’t talked
to her fater in years . The past anger soon bubbled up again , “How did you find me ?”
"
You’re all over the news with that famous racecar Sally , or do you no longer own a television ?" if she
didn’t know her father , she wouldve took that as an insult , " I just wanted to tell you I’ll be visiting
you soon . I’ll probably be there by tomorrow , maybe early morning if I’m lucky ."
"That’s
great , " Sally lied , " I’ll see you then . "
She quickly hung up the phone .
"When did I change back to the fast lane
?"
LOL kiss my rear axle! oh, Doc.
I’m glad they’re keeping it. I wonder who Sally’s