No one noticed Jane actually spoke for the first time? 
no sorry was cry’n instead haha
And here I thought that was going to have the biggest reaction. 
well I am only one review right now.
I meant from you!
eh details haha
I don’t understand what you mean. 
oh its a joke. You mention something important and I blow it off by saying Details saying its not important lol kidding btw.
Okay I still don’t get it.
lol eh nnot important
~Chapter 15~
The Autumn sun gently heated Radiator Springs this time of the year. Instead of its usual boiling temperatures, it was now 8am and 41 degrees Fahrenheit. Sheriff had just told Mater about what happened with Bubba. How Bubba hung him over the edge like Sally. How Bubba actually let Lightning go. With this, the only thing Mater could think about was how he wasn’t even there to swing down his hook to save his best friend.
Bubba moved since the Sally incident. He now lived in a shack in Ornament Valley. It was all made of this junk wood that had moss growing on it. The wood was moist to the touch, but it didn’t even rain. When you drove inside of the place, you choked on the smell of mold. And since it was Bubba’s place, you could swear you’re able to smell death; The gasoline and oil of another car’s soul.
Another car that will never see the sun anymore. Another car that will never breath the clean mountain air again. Another car that will never complain about how late it is to work. Another car that will never complain about getting hurt from a small ding, created by the driving of another careless car. Another car that will never see its family ever again. Another car that will never see its friends again. Another car that will never see the car it would have married. Another car that will never have another chance to say, “I love you.” to anyone. Another car that just took life for granted, just like any other car.
They’re all guilty of it; You are too. A car could just be parked inside its home, waiting at the breakfast table. The car could smell its mother cooking up the food, the aroma of bacon and eggs. And while this is going on, another car somewhere else in the world is starving and can’t move because it needs the gasoline. Then the car waiting at the breakfast table for its food gets the food, squishes its face together and says, “I hate eggs.” It lifts its tire and shoves the plate of food away. The food, falling off of the plate, as the mother just stares and a piece inside of her dies. The starving car would kill, just like Bubba, to get those pieces of food that fell off of the car’s plate. That’s when one realizes that no matter how good someone is, there’s always that bad side.
Some cars would say, “Oh, that bad car just can’t control himself. He’ll find himself eventually and he’ll realize all the wrong things he’s done.”
While some other cars would say, “Ugh, you know, I just hate those kinds of cars. There is nothing good about them. Nothing good at all.”
“But don’t they all have feelings? Good or bad, don’t they all have feelings?”
“Cars like that have no soul. They have no feelings.”
“Don’t they have a family too? They need parents to grow up.”
“Look how they turned out, some parents.”
“Wow, you’re as cold as those killer cars!”
“You’re as gullible as those killer cars’ parents!”
An instant argument. It turns into an argument every single time because there’s no such thing as good or bad. The only real thing is: existing. How a car lives their life, is their choice. Everyone is able to make their own choices. Even as a baby. The baby chooses to listen to their parents. The baby chooses to learn how to speak. The baby chooses to learn how to drive. Someday, the baby turns into a teenager. Everyone knows how teenage cars are, but they aren’t all like what one would think. Not all teenage cars are crazy and rebellious. They choose to be that way while other teenage cars choose to be scholars. Then the teenage car grows up to be an adult.
All of a sudden, there no one helping them out. They’re on their own. No one feels sorry for them. That’s when the cold splash of reality comes into play. Some cars shake off the water, dry themselves off, and live their life. Other cars freak out when the cold water touches them; They go crazy. They fling themselves all over the place and then it happens: they kill for the first time. Any car that has killed before knows that the first kill is always the scary one, but they aren’t like the cars that shook the water off. The cars that shook the water off would feel guilty and they couldn’t live with themselves. The crazy ones, they do it again. Killing becomes their paycheck. It becomes their drug; they need to go out and kill more. That’s just how Bubba is.
A car could think they’re a normal car, but then something just snaps. Something breaks in their mind. They don’t know who they are anymore. They want to feel comfortable again, so they kill. Some murderers don’t even remember killing. Some remember, but refuse to, like Bubba.
Poor Bubba.
Lightning saw the sun through his eyelids and he opened them. He forgot, just for a split second, that he got hurt. So he lowered them really fast. They were just slits again. Lightning looked around the room. He saw Sally sleeping in the corner of the room he was in. Jane was underneath Sally sleeping. Under Jane was her little bottle of tractor milk. Lightning smiled. He looked over to his side where there was a table, the perfect height for a car. On the table was a piece of the wedding cake from the night before.
“Oh…that’s right…”, Lightning thought. “We never could cut the cake together…last night was a disaster…it’s my fault…” Lightning looked over at Sally again; he had an idea.
“Psst!”, Lightning called out, softly. “Sally!” Sally opened her eyes. She groaned a little. Lightning giggled. She always does the funny groan when she wakes up.
“Hey, Stickers.”, Sally whispered. “How are you feeling?”
“The same.”, Lightning replied. “Come here…” Sally gently drove over Jane, being careful not to run her over. When she reached Lightning, he had already has his lips out for a kiss. Sally smiled and put her lips on his. After a few seconds, Lightning started to open his mouth, to open hers. Sally pulled away fast.
“Jane is in the room with us!”, said Sally. Lightning chuckled.
“She’s asleep!”, said Lightning. Sally glanced over at Jane, then back to Lightning.
“Pleeease?”, Lightning begged, playfully. “Come on, she won’t see.” Sally sighed.
“Lightning, Jane can talk now. The last thing I need is for her to drive up to me asking ‘Can I kiss you the way daddy kisses you?’. That would be a bit weird…”
“Sally, I promise she won’t see. When am I ever wrong?”
Sally made a face at Lightning and he realized that he’s pretty much always wrong.
“Heh heh…don’t answer that…”, said Lightning. “Anyway, let’s cut the cake together!”
“Lightning! It’s too early for cake! Jane is going to wake up and see us eating cake? What kind of an example does that set?”
“Oh, will you stop? Relax, baby. Look at her over there, she’s dreaming.”
Sally looked over at Jane. Jane was kicking her tires out and moving from side to side. Sally giggled.
“You’re cute when you giggle.”, said Lightning. Sally rolled her eyes.
Mater drove to Ornament Valley and went straight for the wooden shack that Bubba lived in. He started to bang on the door. Bubba pressed a button from the inside and the garage door opened. He looked at Mater who wore and angry expression.
Bubba growled, “Whatta you wan-”
“Me. You. Tractor Tipping. T’night.”, Mater interrupted.
“I ain’t doing anything with the likes of you.”
“Oh yes ya are!”
“Ugh fine. As long as I’m able to take one home for dinner.”
Mater thought for a few moments, “Yeah somethin’ is gonna be dinner alright.”
great chapter!!! Really good. Though Tractor tripping? You mean tipping right? Anyways really awesome chapter! 
great chapter!!! Really good. Though Tractor tripping? You mean tipping right? Anyways really awesome chapter!
Ooh, suspense! I noticed that Jane talked for the first time. Great chapter as usual, and sorry I couldn’t get to the last one in time. 
I really liked the insight into why Bubba does what he does.
Garrett, thanks for seeing that! I fixed it. 
Thanks for noticing Arkie! It’s fine I just put that other chapter up last night. So it wasn’t a huge gap. Glad you liked the last chapter! I was hesitant to write it like that because it isn’t how I usually write, but I did it anyway. 
Hey baby, I just read the new chapter! First thing’s first, two chapters in two days? Wow, you’re really working in overdrive!
I thought that this one was short and sweet, especially the scene with Lightning and Sally. It’s good to know that Lightning at least isn’t like, dead or anything! Because after yesterday, I seriously was contemplating whether or not you would actually kill him off! I hope Mater’s gonna do some serious butt-whoopin’ tonight!
Anyway, awesome! (Haha do I really need to say that? It always is!) I liked the “philosophical bit” it the beginning too!
Yes two chapters in two days! I’m going to start the next one tonight. I may finish by tomorrow, if not, I hope I will by Monday!
I didn’t want to make the dialogue too long in this one because of the next chapter. 
You’ll see why. I would never kill Lightning and hurt Sally like that. 
That would be like me losing you because someone threw you over the edge of a canyon. As for Mater doing some butt-whoopin’, well you’ll just need to read the next chapter.
Glad you liked the beginning! It was just there to let out more stuff about Bubba. If you liked that, you’ll love the next chapter. I think everyone is going to enjoy that one.
I am so waiting for Bubba to get his comeuppance.
So am I!
I think I found out how Bubba dies. 