Ta-da! It is finally here! This one has been a long time in the making, but it is mostly done now so I’m ready to start posting it up for your reading pleasure! For those who weren’t there during the time this story was brought up, I’ll explain. A while back (months ) I was asked to write a Sally/Francesco/Lightning story, and with such encouragment I couldn’t turn the offer down. Plus, I don’t think we’ve seen any real fics based on this situation yet, so I’d love to be the first to take it on. The title simply means “love triangle” and was suggested by our very own Ballboi, so kudos to him for that! I also did my best to make the chapters a good length, so here’s the first one to kick it off! Please read & enjoy.
CHAPTER ONE - “Invidia” (Envy)
“I love you too,” Sally murmured softly as her lips left those of her boyfriend. A smile covered Lightning’s bumper and he gazed adoringly back at her. The setting sun casted golden beams of light through the lobby window and Sally lost herself in the silence. It was a comfortable silence, one that could only be felt between emotionally bonded cars like themselves. The evening rays reflected off McQueen’s hood and brought out the lighter tints of blue in his eyes. It was moments like these that left her dazed and made her heart ache with unyielding desire for more.
He loved her. And it wasn’t that she didn’t believe him when he said it. He loved her more than she even thought possible, and she had the same feelings for him in return. So, if they were driving on cloud nine then why couldn’t he bring it full circle? They’d made it this far already, the only place from here was up. All she wanted was for him to make the move, to promise that they’d be together ‘til death did they part. It wasn’t a lot to ask, so what was stopping him from making her ‘Mrs. Sally McQueen’?
Lightning stared admirably at his girlfriend. He thought he heard a gentle sigh from her, but it was too quiet to tell it apart from her regular breathing pattern. He couldn’t help feeling bothered by it though. After more than four years he’d learned to pick up on her different behaviors, and this wasn’t in his cards. Lately she’d been exhibiting the more day-dreamy and distant side of herself. It was the latter that worried him. Sometimes it felt like she was drifting from him, that she was disinterested. Was it something he’d said? Or was it everything he didn’t say? Whatever it was, he’d have to pull her back down to Earth if he ever wanted to find out.
“Sally? I thought we were going to Wheel Well for dinner tonight?” he prompted.
“Hmm?” Sally’s eyes came back to him and she half-smiled. “Oh, yeah. Let’s go then.”
“So then Mater ends up lighting the whole thing on fire and…”
Sally could vaguely hear McQueen’s voice across the table from her. She sipped her drink casually until she heard an unfamiliar sound. McQueen’s voice dropped off as he too noticed the whirring engine.
The revving grew louder as its presider drew closer. Sally slowly let her eyes wander from McQueen to the approaching Formula One racer. Francesco Bernoulli…what female didn’t recognize him the second they laid sight on him?
Then out of the corner of her windshield she could see McQueen’s expression change. Jealousy? Envy? Anger? Or a mix of all three? She couldn’t tell just what it was. She heard him clear his windpipe in attempt to gather her attention but she chose to ignore. If she couldn’t be his wife then what harm could it do for him to feel a little jealousy? He didn’t own her in any way, and they were merely dating. Four years or not, it was still only dating.
“Lightning McQueen!” the Italian car bellowed, “Just the-a fellow Francesco was-a looking for!”
McQueen sighed with irritation and reversed from the table to face Francesco. He’d finally got Mater to stop interrupting his dates (much thanks to Holley), but now he was going to have to deal with this guy too? “Bernoulli, what are you doing back here in Radiator Springs?” he questioned.
“Ah, that is-a good question!” he exclaimed, then lowered his voice to a whisper, “Francesco is-a here to meet with his-a bambina.”
“Your what?” McQueen asked in an unimpressed manner.
Francesco chuckled, “Francesco has-a been exchanging letters with an American lady. He is-a here to meet her tonight-a.” He did an ever so slight lift of his windshield then smiled charmingly at Sally.
Noticing the flirty behavior of his ‘friend’, McQueen clenched his teeth with annoyance. “Then what are you talking to me for? Go find your bimbo or whatever you call her.”
“Bambina,” Francesco corrected. “But-a there is-a one other thing. Francesco has-a…favour to ask of you.”
McQueen rolled his eyes and waited to hear the Italian’s preposition.
“I have-a not yet met this-a girl. Francesco was-a hoping that you and-a your bella Miss Sally would join for-a double date?” Francesco suggested, though it appeared he was only speaking to Sally.
“No,” McQueen replied curtly.
Sally’s eyes broke from Francesco’s gaze and she protested politely, “What? Why not, Stickers? It could be fun! We’ve went out with Mater and Holley before.”
McQueen shot her a look of disbelief. Did she really want to spend time with this egocentric racer? Maybe she did, but there was something about him that always made McQueen feel uneasy and uncomfortable. He would not let this date happen.
“We have plans!” he blurted at last. “We’re going to the drive-in to see another film. Remember, Sally? We’re going to see that movie you’ve been dying to watch.”
“Me? You’re the one who wants to see it so badly!” she said, shaking her hood.
McQueen scrambled to find his words. “What? You said you wanted to see it too!”
Sally exhaled, “Well, I don’t really. You know I hate gory movies. And I knew you would never want to see ‘The Queen’s Preach’ with me.”
Francesco’s eyes suddenly lit up and he interjected, “That is the exact-a film we have-a tickets to! Wouldn’t you-a like to see it, Miss Sally?”
McQueen gave Francesco another annoyed stare then looked to Sally. Her line of sight was on the ground as she mumbled incoherently. Finally some words came out as she started, “Well, if Lightning-.”
“We’ll go,” McQueen announced firmly.
Sally’s eyes jumped up at the strength behind his voice. What was she acting so surprised for? He was only trying to make her happy…
That was chapter one folks. :slight_smile: As you can see, I like to encompass the Italian aspect to it. So each chapter will be titled in Italian and then translated in brackets beside it as done so in this chapter. I also used the words 'bambina' and 'bella' which are Italian as well. 'Bambina' is like calling a female 'baby' and 'bella' you can probably guess means 'beautiful'. I'd put this story on par with..."Personal Affairs". Only with better spelling and grammar. :laughing: But you guys may feel totally different and think it is weaker or stronger, so I'd love to hear your thoughts! Oh, and I saw that my story "Family Tidings" was added to the 'most popular' section of the Cars stories on the index. *squeals* I'm so happy! <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"/> And my top secret story will still debut on Feb. 4th, I just happened to find some time amongst my exams and projects to get this typed up early. OK, enough from me, I want to know what my readers thought. :slight_smile: