Doc called us for a town meeting. I hope it doesn’t mean what I think it means. It’s been harder than usual to pay for the town, and even Flo, who gets usual customers from all of us, is concerned about money. This may be the end of Radiator Springs.
“Everyone, I’m sorry to announce that Sarge has to leave this town.”
A troubled murmur filled the room.
“It’s just that,” Sarge started, “Theres no one to buy army surplus around anymore. And I’ve already dumped so much on you all, and I need to pay the taxes.”
“But, man, you can’t leave!” Filmore said.
“Yes, whose gonna wake us up for the day-a?” Luigi added.
“I’m sorry, I’m broke as it is. I love this town. I really do. it’s been my home for so long. It really pains me to go, but I must if I want to make ends meet.”
“We understand, Sarge. Sacrifices must be made.” I said, trying not to cry.
“Thank you, Sally. I promise to all of you, I will try my hardest to keep in touch and will do what I can to return.”
Sarge left to get everything packed, and I drove home alone. I heard Flo whispering with Ramone.
“Baby, we have to. No one is buying body art. I’m stuck doing it on myself all day.”
“I know, but I get a pretty good amount of money from the gas station.”
“Not enough to pay the taxes. And if everyone else leaves, we won’t have any costumers at all.”
“Maybe it is the only way. I’ll talk to Doc.”
No. Not them too! I drove past my motel and up to the mountains, to a place I haven’t been since he arrived. I went up to the Wheel Well and looked across the canon. I looked down at the interstate. He got what he was looking for.
At the cost of all of us.
sorry its so late, but i got grounded from the computer.
Lightning
“Whew Ok, focus. Speed. I am speed…”
I recited my age old saying. Maybe not age old, but still. Mack lowered my door.
“There he is!!!” the girl fans yelled.
“OH YEAH DUDE!!!” the guy fans yelled.
Same as always.
“Go get 'em, honey!”
Wait, was that Sally?
I looked to the side.
No. Just Adrian. She turned to smile at some reporters. One came to me.
“Heres Lightning McQueen, back again. After suffering a terrible and humiliating loss last year, he is back. So, Lightning, do you think you’ll do better this year?”
“Yes.” I started the line Harv planned for me, “I know because I have the love of my life to cheer me on.”
I wanted to barf.
Sally
I wanted to barf.
I was watching the Piston Cup secretly from my motel. If the others knew I was watching it, they’d know why I was watching it, and I don’t really need that right now.
Sarge left. I can’t believe it. Doc can’t even get Filmore out of his tent. He’s so sad. We all are. Most of the town is still upset, so no one wants to talk.
“I have the love of my life to cheer me on” I imitated. “Watch him stink. Like last year. Then I’ll laugh.” I regretted it the minute I said it. I don’t mean that. He worked hard.
“I wish I wasn’t so nice.” I whispered.
Then the reporters started showing others, I couldn’t help but think What’s the point? They’ll never beat him. which is usually followed by What am I thinking?. I turned the TV off.
Lightning
The race has started.
I can feel the wind on my face.
I’m using all my best tricks, even the one I learned from Doc. I’m almost to Chick now. He won last year. By cheating. Sometimes I wish I helped the King from that crash. I feel kinda guilty…
No, I gotta focus.
“What, you gonna go all dreamy eyed again?” He shouted.
“Not this time, thunder!” I shouted back. I revved my engine and sped ahead of him.
“Great job, baby!” Adrain shouted.
Ugh. I hate her. I really do.
50 more laps.
Chick knocked me away, sending me flying. No no no. It’s over! thought. Then a new thought filled my head. I turned around and drove backwards.
Mater taught me that one. But I can never thank him.
I flew past him and won.
I won.
I really did it.
I really won.
But I felt guilty.
I wouldn’t of won without Radiator Spings.
And they might be gone.
Sally… Sally… She may be gone.
I need to move on. She probably has.
She must have.
Adrian came up and kissed my cheek.
“I am so proud of you!”
“Yep, thanks hun.”
I probably will always love her.
But she’s moved on.
Sally
He won.
He really did it.
I couldn’t help but feel a bit of pride. Theres my hot rod
There he is, in all his shiny glamor. His gorgeous blue eyes, his amazing smile…
his stupid trophy wife.
What’s so special about her?
I hate her. I really do.
Man, jealousy can turn a good girl into a real jerk.
Still, she’s a snobby celebrity…
“Psst, Sally.”
I turned around.
“Flo? And Doc?”
“Well,” Flo said. She started to cry. “We wanted to tell you before the others. Ramone and I have to leave.”
“And since they give us our gas, and Filmore, well, he’s not ODA approved, the town, it, well, will split up.”
“What?”
“Honey, I, well, it has to be done. We’ve held on for so long, but, times have caught up to us.” Flo said. “We’ll have to tell the others soon.”
And with that, they drove away.
No. NO NO NO NO!
WHY? THESE PEOPLE HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT GOOD! HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?
Then I knew it.
Because he didn’t come back.
I turned to the TV screen.
"How could you? How could you let this happen? "
I looked at him. He was happy. I still loved him. Even still, I still loved him.
I have to movie on. He probably has.
He must have.
I heard Flo crying in the distance.
“Be strong.” I whispered.
I probably will always love him.
But he’s moved on.
OK, maybe it’s not the ending y’all wanted. But I stayed true to my vision! dramatic pose
And i forgot to mention one other song. I Never had a Dream Come True had a big influence.
ACK! Aww, sad face! I was hoping it would rectify itself. I dont mind an angsty story but I do like them to end happily. Although I knew since it was so short there wouldnt be time for that. And on the other hand, kudos to you for sticking to yer guns and not giving in to the pressure! But maybe you could make a sequel or something? Hint, hint?
love can make people do crazy things, boy. someday you’ll find a girl who you feel so strongly about that you would go on stage in a bunny suit doing the chicken dance for her… and i’ll take pictures and post them on PP.
This story made me cry. When the town had to split up, I got an idea in my head. What would Doc’s view on that be? Then me and my story ideas got a little thing and wha-la! A little one-shot on Doc’s thoughts on leaving Radiator Springs. Of course it’d be different than your idea for you never invented Miss Marianne. Or should I say Mrs. You’d have to read my stories to understand. But anyways, I loved it. No matter how sad it was.
I was hoping it would rectify itself. I dont mind an angsty story but I do like them to end happily. Although I knew since it was so short there wouldnt be time for that. And on the other hand, kudos to you for sticking to yer guns and not giving in to the pressure! But maybe you could make a sequel or something? Hint, hint? 
but shes my friend, and well, i support her.