Chapter 9 - *Slaps ass cutely*

Berry might have literally just profited on your own misery, but ---

but nothing he's baddddd~

You tilt your head slightly up as Berry counts his money and skreak, "Berry, you hurt me, owwie :(((" You look down at your once again broken bones, "I hate you."

He chuckles, "Wait till you see this." then flys towards McQueen. Barry was so small the money barely fit in his hand so he drops it all into a puddle. He puts his hands in his pockets, bites his lips, and starts checking out McQueen like a fuck boy.

You watch as Barry dreadfully runs his finger from McQueen's hood to his trunk. When he finally reaches it he gives it a hard SLAP. McQueen's alarm starts then quickly turns off.

McQueen moans, "Harder daddy."

"WHAT???", You scream (bruh again?) (Why'd I write you like this?)

McQueen sighs as he and Barry drive off, "Come'on (Y/N), you know how it be" Barry was sitting on his roof crisis cross apple sauce.

You cry, "BE LIKE WHAT???"

McQueen "How else are were going to get a plot?"

"yeah but-" You look towards the ground

"Sorry (Y/N) but I gtg", Mcqueen tee hee's, "bye~"

You were alone again.

Damn...

Actually....!

This time was different. You weren't going to wait for someone to save you. You painfully reach for the Flex tape you had dropped. This time there was no waiting. You were going to use the rest of the flex tape and fix yourself.

Then you would take revenge on them both.