Sandstorm teleports to her apartment.
"Hi guys I'm back" Sandstorm says
"Where did you go you stupid girl!!" Lisa yells before grabbing her and hugging her.
"To Re's place." Sandstorm says
"So your cheating on us now?" Petra asks
If you listen you can hear Wiz laughing in the other room.
"Re is a middle ranked god of reincarnation she runs a bar." Sandstorm replies.
'Fate, when will seras get turned to a vampire?'
(Fate: Tomorrow night.)
'With the time difference I can go to the race and show up at hellsing at the same time?'
(Fate:... yes it is possible)
'Great!!'
"Get out of your own world!!!" Lisa shouts noticing her not paying attention.
"F-fine." Sandstorm says her ears ringing from Lisa yelling.
"Lisa should we demand compensation?" Petra asks
"Yep, and I know just what she can give us." Lisa replies grabbing Sandstorms ears and starts massaging them.
"Wan!! S-stop!" Sandstorm says only to have Petra go for her nine tails.
Lisa's and Petra's eyes seem to glow red and they are doing things they usually wouldn't do... 'Dragon lust?!' Sandstorm things just before she loses her self.
"Aahn!!" Sandstorm's face starts to go crimson red from blushing making a well... one of those faces.
"Fufufufu, keep making that face Sandstorm! And enjoy this like me and Petra are." Lisa says while massaging her ears harder.
"Aaahhhnnn" Sandstorm
A few hours go by like that....
(A/N: What am I writing...)
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Next morning in the living room.
The trio of Lisa, Petra, and a very tired looking and fidgeting Sandstorm come down stairs.
Lisa and Petra are also ashamed and upset at themselves for doing that. They just meant to tease Sandstorm and rub her ears a little, but something made their blood boil as they lost control.
Sandstorm is looking down at the ground trying to hide her face with her fox ears and tails drooping.
"Ah you guys are finally here!" Shirone says in her uniform ready for them to go to school.
"Ah school... I'm not going..." Sandstorm says in a quiet voice.
Sandstorm quickly waves her hand and an exact clone of her minus the ears and tails appear.
"I am going to school instead." C.Sandstorm says
"A clone technique!!!!! Teach me!!!!" Shirone shouts with stars in her eyes.
With the clone going to school in our main characters place she decided to clear her mind working on her cars.
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A few hours later when everyone arrives the see a new car on the lift. They also see Sandstorm with grease and oil on her clothes again, completely ruining them if it wasn't for magic.
Please take a note there is not a single drop of grease or oil on her fur.
"We are back!" Petra and Shirone
"Welcome back!" Sandstorm replies looking at them normally, well that's a lie she looks slightly excited. It's probably her new car...
"Hey Storm, what's the new car?" Lisa asks
"I had Fate buy it from the shop since it's easier than asking my "family" for it." Sandstorm's smile seems to grow as she is talking under the lift.
"It is a Ford gt40 with a winsor race engine!" Sandstorm says doing an air fist accidentally punching the car.
*ding*
"Ow." Sandstorm
The car didn't move!?...
(Fate: Creator-sama? how? .... how did that hurt you of all things? I was more worried about the car going through the building.)
(A/N: I'm genuinely confused too.)
'Huh I heard two voices? Fate did you talk in another voice to mess with me?'
"Anyway... Shirone did Mogi ask Takumi out on a date recently?" Sandstorm asks shaking her hand that stings.
"Ah, yes she did yesterday!" Shirone says remembering her senpai.
"Great we are going to see a good race tonight!" Sandstorm says excited.
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A few hours later at the top of mount Akina.
Everybody is gathered waiting in anticipation...
well except for poor Iketani who is lined up to race against Keisuke since he never crashed due to Sandstorms butterfly effect.
Suddenly over the radio a voice can be heard.
"Guys, you may wanna hold of on starting the race we got 2 cars coming up and fast! Super fast!"
"What cars are they!" Keisuke says into the radio.
We all know what happened at 4am he met the tofu drift machine.
"I don't really know, it looks like a black American muscle car with a bird painted on it. And the other one looks a like a professional racing car." The guy on the radio says.
"Ah she's coming isn't she?" Ryosuke says remembering the red headed girl they met a few days prior.
"She said she could trash anyone on the up hill right?" Iketani says remembering Sandstorm as well.
"I mean she does have an American monster that has set a record on Pikes peak before." Ryosuke says remembering the research he did on her RS200.
The radio quickly interrupts them.
"Ah guys we got a third one coming up!"
"What car is it!" Keisuke yells into the walk.
"Black and White with flip up headlights may-" the guy on the radio is cut off as.
Suddenly loud roars can be heard coming up the mountain followed by tire screeching the two cars at the bottom of the mountain a few mins ago are near the top.
2 pairs of head lights are seen drifting around the corner the RS200 is in the lead with the Pontiac Trans Am not far behind.
As soon as they both straighten out the Trans Am opens the throttle fully and the headlights are seen moving upwards as it pulls off a wheelie passing the RS200 in the final stretch.
Everyone looks at them horrified as they pull up and come to a stop.
Sandstorm pops out of the roof from the removed roof panels while Lisa opens her door and steps out.
"What the hell is wrong with that car Storm!!!" Lisa yells upset thinking Sandstorm cheated with magic.
"Nothing!! It's just 779 Buff horses!!! And over 1.2k ftlbs of torque." Sandstorm says with a smile of victory.
"That!! How!? That's a drag racing car!!! It can't possibly handle like it did!!!!" Lisa shouts.
Her and Sandstorm are always really competitive when it comes to driving/racing.
Tire screeching is heard as another set of headlights is seen coming around the corner.
A panda truneo drives past everyone then turns around doing a three point turn.
As it rolls to a stop next to the yellow RX-7 the door opens and a young Takumi Fujiwara steps out.