Inspired by ‘If She Ever Leaves Me’ by The Highwomen
Despite Davey’s protests, he eased into the atmosphere of the dive bar easily. He spent the entire trip there fidgeting with his sleeves and chewing on his lip, afraid he’d stick out like a sore thumb.
But it was western night. Everyone looked dumb.
Jack watched where he was idly leaning against the bar as Davey joined a group for a spirited round of craps. After the dice were rolled, he cheered, cluing Jack into how he was doing.
His throat bobbed as he downed the rest of his beer in a continuous gulp, knowing his guardian angel and DD (Jack) was watching over him. And Jack was taking his job very seriously, taking a drink of his ginger ale, never letting his eyes wander away too far from Davey.
“You know him?” a woman asked, walking up to him. Her corset was tight, long brunette curls draping over her cleavage. The strong scent of her perfume tickled his nose. In another world, at another time, she might have been Jack’s type, but it didn’t seem she had eyes for him either. She pointed toward the betting table where Davey seemed to glow under the yellow fluorescent light.
“Yeah. My best friend,” he said.
Her red lips quirked up at the corner. “I’m going to buy him a drink. What’s his poison?”
Jack couldn’t help the chuckle he let out but he was nothing if not curious how this would pan out.
“Whiskey. Careful, he’s already had two. On his third he can get a bit wild.”
“That’s what I’m counting on,” she winked, ordering a glass of Jack Daniel’s from the bartender.
With a tumbler in hand, she sauntered over to him, laying a manicured hand on his shoulder. He jumped and gave an uneasy smile when he turned around. After a moment of conversation Jack couldn’t hear, she motioned toward him still sitting at the bar.
Davey blushed, his face hidden under the cowboy hat he was wearing. He rubbed the back of his neck, handing the glass back to her and abandoning her at the table.
Jack smiled as Davey walked over to him.
“You’re terrible, you know that?” he said, gaze pointed.
“You’re the one with suitors lining up out the door. It’s enough to make a fella jealous.” He brought Davey in closer by his belt loops. With his legs around his boyfriend’s hips, he used one hand to take his hat and put it back on his own head and the other to bring Davey’s chin in closer.
He kissed him with little heat due to being in public, but it was long enough to catch and lose the attention of those around them. Except for the lady still by the craps table, forgotten whiskey glass in hand, eyes still locked on them.
tw: one or two very vague but suggestive mentions. Also Jack fat shames the cat
Jack’s love life was going greeeeat. He swore Davey was the last Hinge date he’d go on before giving up entirely and now they were going steady. He wouldn’t change a thing. Well except maybe Butters.
The cat was a total nuisance, not to mention cockblock. And Davey was completely oblivious.
For example, the cat was adamant about his spot in Davey’s bed which happened to be smack dab in the middle. It prevented any cuddling Jack would try to initiate to which Davey would shrug and say, “he was here first.”
And so Jack tried to retire early when he slept over at Davey’s, but anytime he looked like he was even thinking about going to the bedroom past 7 o clock, the cat would make a bee line to the room and sit on the bed looking smug.
But today was different.
The birds were chirping, the sun was shining. And Jack woke up with with his arms wrapped around Davey. It was all he ever wanted in life.
Until he realized what woke him up. He made eye contact with the cat tan tabby who was staring at him on the floor, meowing incessantly. Davey groaned and shifted in his arms, flailing his arm out toward the nightstand for his glasses.
“Five more minutes,” Jack mumbled into his boyfriend’s shirt, tightening his grip around his torso.
“It’s Butters feeding time,” Davey said, breaking free from his hold.
“Can’t he skip a meal? He’s got plenty of fat to get him through the winter,” Jack said which earned him the pillow being taken out from under his head only to be hit with it.
“Don’t talk about my son like that. I will make you walk out of here without your clothes on,” Davey said, about as serious as a heart attack.
Jack took the discarded pillow and covered his face with it groaning.
“I’m trying to be nice to it-“
“Him.”
“Him,” Jack huffed. “But he makes it hard when I want to hold you and smooch you and stuff and he literally hisses at me every time you turn around. I swear that cat has the glare that’d have a tiger running for the hills.”
The anger in Davey’s eyes melted and he lays down next to Jack, slotting himself into his arms. “Then smooch me,” he said to which Jack happily obliged.
Butters’ angry yowl soon broke them up again and Davey couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Okay, maybe it does get annoying. Why don’t I show you how to make his breakfast to win his affection while I make our breakfast? I think he’ll come around to loving you just like I have.”
Davey was a stress baker, and when it was coming around to preparing to defend his dissertation, his and Jack’s apartment was beginning to look more like a bakery.
Jack came home to an apple pie and cookies in the oven. David was seated at the counter, staring at his laptop with his flour-covered apron still on.
He sighed and put away the cupcake container he had brought into work that day. At least his coworkers didn’t seem to mind his partner’s stress-baking tendencies.
“Davey, love, have you eaten anything today?” Jack asked, kissing the other’s curly hair.
“I ate a piece of pie” Davey said, looking at him with half-lidded eyes. There was in fact a good-sized slice taken out of the pie tin.
“Anything substantial?”
“It had fruit in it.” It was indeed apple, Jack’s favorite.
Jack sighed and slowly lowered the laptop screen which Davey didn’t fight. That’s when he knew it was bad.
“I’m fixing you dinner and we’re going to relax until the cookies are out of the oven. Then you can walk me through your presentation again and we’ll watch the latest episode of Great British Bake-off.”
Davey drummed his fingertips against the counter as if considering his proposal. Jack was half tempted to pick him up, take him to bed and force him to stay there (he had his ways). But as the fateful day was approaching, he knew it would just stress out his boyfriend more if he abandoned his work for the entire night.
“Fine. As long as you’ll actually listen and try to ask questions.” Jack wanted to scoff because Davey’s research topic — something about the relationship of religious and queerness trends in literature — went way over his head. But he would do whatever Davey asked if it meant he got eight hours of sleep tonight.
“Good. Now what do you want for dinner? And don’t you dare say another slice of pie.”
Jack was trying his best to act normal, but it was his first time going to Davey’s apartment. Both of them had bonded over their bad luck on Hinge, and this was an important milestone in their budding relationship.
Davey insisted on taking things slow which Jack was completely okay with. When he got the text saying Davey was cooking dinner and he was welcome to come over, it was a a bit of a shock. But there was no way Jack was going to refuse.
“Oh they’re beautiful,” Davey said about the mixed bouquet he brought. He raised them to his nose and smiled. “But I can’t have lilies. They’re toxic to cats. Make yourself at home and I’ll be right back.”
Shit, he knew Davey had a cat but he never thought about the lilies. He didn’t even know cats being allergic to flowers was a thing.
Davey invited him in but stepped out into the hall with the bouquet. Jack looked around the apartment. The surfaces were cluttered but not messy. It was very Davey.
When he began feeling awkward standing around and moved toward the couch. He was so preoccupied looking at the space, he hadn’t realized where his butt was landing. A yowl and scratch to his wrist told him enough.
He jumped back. A sand colored, frankly fat, tabby cat scowled at him, still half curled up on the couch. It looked a bit like a mound of dough sitting on the couch, but its green eyes were furious. When Jack reached out to try and pet and appease the cat, it hissed and swiped at his hand.
“Okay, okay I get it,” Jack scoffed. The cut in his hand had blood pulling along the thin red line. He washed his hand in Davey’s kitchen sink and was wishing the other man would return quickly.
When he turned around, he came face to face with the cat staring him down. Seriously, the cat looked pissed.
“I’m sorry, is that what you want me to say?” Jack questioned. Was it crazy of him to speak to the cat like it could understand him? Maybe. But if looks could kill, this cat could be arrested for Jack’s murder. He looked back to the door to make sure Davey hadn’t returned yet. “Don’t ruin this for me.”
The cat let out a low growl.
“Sorry about that, I’m back,” Davey announced, stepping into the apartment with a bouquet that was now lily-less. “I didn’t want to take any chances so I threw the lilies away in the lobby trashcan. It’s a shame because they’re so beautiful.”
“No worries. Sorry I didn’t know. Never really had cats before,” Jack said, side eyeing the fat cat whose tail was swishing. It still looked peeved, like Jack took away its favorite toy.
Davey rummaged around under his sink for a vase. He was bent over and Jack had to resist the temptation to look at his butt. He could feel the cat on the counter judging him.
“Oh, well I think you’ll love Butters. He’s a sweetie,” Davey said, having finally found a vase. He put the flowers in it then pet the cat who rubbed against his hand and purred. When Davey turned to stir what was on the stove, the cat resumed its scrutinizing, thousand-yard stare.
“Whatcha reading there, Mouth?” Smacker asked with her large owlish eyes. She was one of the newest newsies, even younger than Les. Davey was there when Race gave her the nickname for how much she smacked her lips.
Davey swung his legs off of Jack’s bunk where he had been lounging and showed her the cover of his book. “It’s a collection of fairy tales by Hans Christian Andersen,” he explained. He opened to the page he was currently reading which had an illustration of a beautiful mermaid.
She awed at the picture, her fingers tracing the lines used to denote the light traveling through the surface of the ocean.
“This one is about a young mermaid who wants to be on land and be with the people. So, she makes a deal with the sea witch to be able to walk.”
Smacker gasped when he turned the page to the sea witch tempting the heroine.
“What happens next?”
Davey smiled. He hadn’t talked about fairy tales in so long with someone. He loved the stories more than he’d admit to anyone other than the newsies. The other kids at school used to bully him when he carried the books around.
He closed it and held it out to her. “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”
She took the book slowly with an almost reverent touch. Her fingers traced over the spine embossed with lines of gold. When she opened it, her eyes darted across the page, but they were unfocused. She frowned.
“I don’t know how to read,” she admitted quietly. Oh. She closed the book with the same gentleness and put it back in Davey’s lap.
“Why don’t I read it to you?” he proposed making her light up.
He hadn’t read these books to anyone in a long time. The books were originally Sarah’s but were passed to him once she finished reading them. He would read to Les when he was younger, but they eventually read all of them and Les was beginning to complain that they were too young for him. He was more than happy to have another person to read it.
He got himself comfortable on the lumpy mattress and patted the area next to him. She skipped around the bed and sat next to him. He brought up the scratchy blanket to shield them both from the cold night that was crawling into the lodging house.
“Out in the ocean where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower and as clear as crystal…”
Smacker listened intently to every single word he said. Her eyes drunk in every single detail from each illustration that graced the pages.
The other newsies were drawn in by Davey’s lilting, gentle voice and the oil lamp burning on the table next to Jack’s bed. Slowly, a small crowd began to form of both the youngest newsies who piled on the end of the bed and the older ones who sat on the floor or on their own bunks.
Race leaned against the door frame, watching the littles giggle as Davey read about the prince’s statue in the mermaid’s garden.
Mush was lying in his bed, eyes closed but imagining the way the waves must have felt on her human feet as she walked across the shore for the first time.
Jack was right next to Davey, listening less to the words but to everything else instead. The confidence in the boy’s voice as he read, the creak of his own bed under the weight of many kids, and Smacker’s content sighs.
That night, many went to sleep dreaming of shimmering scales and ocean foam.
Katherine is yearbook editor, and she’s like a major perfectionist. All of the newsies are on staff, but they’re not as hopeless as you’d think. There’s some major chaos moments in the publications room, but everyone gets their work done.
Everything actually goes semi smoothly... until the book comes out at the end of the year. Katherine is looking through it and noticed like three times her name is spelt “Catherine.” Turned out, Albert snuck into the editor’s account and changed her name a few times right before publication after she did her last look through the book.
so Race is a rat who just wants to be a chef but he’s also a CIVILIZED RAT
okay I need to get this out fast before I completely lose it so yeah watch the movie
Jack is Linguini and Katherine is Colette and Snyder is Ambrister and they’re in PARIS and holy fuck I can’t stop laughing
and Jack needs a job so he lands a job as like the garbage boy in the kitchen Katherine is a chef and Snyder is the head chef. Race messes with one of the soups and cause he can COOK it’s good but everyone thinks it’s Jack who is just naturally talented as a chef
also Medda is Gusto (a famous chef who’s dead) and her ghost is like Race’s subconscious and helps him ACCEPT HIMSELF as a rat who likes human stuff
okay okay i’m done I apologize if you had to read that. I’m done. I’m leaving goodbye I hated it bye
how about... a Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses AU??? (Sprace)
tw for attempted murder (and yes this happens in a BARBIE movie)
this is so long ;-; sorry for any mistakes honestly a bit too lazy to fix them
Denton is the widower king who is left as the only parents of 12 young, rowdy, boys when his wife, Medda dies (because Denton/Medda is a VALID ship). At times, he doubts his ability to be able to raise all young 12 boys into royalty fit to run a country, but then he’s able to see each of his sons grow into their talents, passions, and personalities so beautifully that it alleviates some of his apprehension... until it doesn’t.
A messenger from a kingdom comes to the king to invite him and his 12 sons to a ball in a neighboring kingdom, but he is rudely interrupted by many of the boys who use the official playground as a sort of playground. The messenger leaves with a huff, a revoked invitation, and a muttered comment about how the king is raising wild animals instead of princes. Denton heard this comment and takes it to heart. So he invited a... family friend, Duke Snyder, to help him train his boys into becoming proper royal princes.
Little does anyone know that Snyder has a secondary plan as well, already made easier by being welcomed with open arms into the castle and being able to remain close to the king without raising too much suspicion.
The princes (whose talents, passions, and flowers will be talked about in another post if people want that) are lively and charismatic and they don’t see wrong in how they act. Their father has always loved them for their individuality and when Snyder teaches them all to conform and act the same as prim, proper, regal, princes, they feel something is wrong. Not to mention, Race, heavily suspects Snyder for doing... something, but he doesn’t know what. Then, he sees Snyder talking secretively with a strange man (Wiesel) who hands him a small pouch. Snyder hands him something quite shiny in exchange.
Everything changes. They can no longer wear colorful clothing, dance, sing, or even participate in their talents and passions without being scolded by Snyder. Multiple times, they try to reason with their father, saying that Snyder isn’t doing their family any favors. But, Denton is both blinded by his appreciation for Snyder for taking up such a troublesome task, but his mind is also cloudy from the poison Snyder is putting into his tea.
Race gets Denton to receive a visit from the royal doctor, and the doctor assured them that he’ll be fine as long as he takes the antidote. And who does he give that antidote to? None other than Snyder who promptly pours it out into the potted plant. Okay, moving on.
No one in the castle will speak up against Snyder and his overtaking of basically everything in the castle, but the princes aren’t alone. On their side, they have Spot who is the royal cobbler... and he also has a talking parrot named Hotshot. Race and him are established to be stepping around something between them, but they easily trust each other. Spot is a great friend to all of the princes.
Medda was very close to her sons, and she had similar books made for each son with the same story but different covers. Each cover has a different flower, and the books are meant to be given on the boy’s 10th birthday. The story tells of a princess who danced on 12 stepping stones (spinning 3 times on the last time) to reveal a magical world with healing waters and flowers of diamonds and gold that would disappear in 3 days. It was on the youngest’s, Tommy Boy, 10th birthday that they realize that the floral stones in the middle of their bedroom are mirror images of the flowers on the front of their books.
Race dances on the stones and opens the doorway into the magical world. Everything is beautiful. The boys take a magical boat ride across the moat to the dance pavilion in the middle of the world. One of the older ones, Specs, wishes for music for them to dance to, then the flowers above their heads bloom to allow golden dust to fall. Carvings of musical instruments begin to magically play. Right when they begin dancing, Tommy trips and scoffs his knee. Race, who is probably the closest brother to the youngest, takes him to clean it off in the water, but when he runs the wet cloth over the injury, it magically heals. Tommy jokes that he should bottle it up because of how clumsy he is. The boys spend the rest of the first night dancing until the soles are worn out of their brand new dancing shoes.
They wake up with about two hours of sleep, and Snyder immediately can tell that they didn’t just sleep that night. It’s puzzling though because Snyder imposes a strict curfew, and no had reported the princes sneaking around at night. The boys tell him about the magical land they escaped to knowing that he won’t believe them, and he forces them to clean basically the whole palace as punishment. That night, they go back to the magical pavilion to escape the tyranny of Snyder because at the pavilion, a sort of last blessing sent by their mother, is the only place they can now be themselves.
The next morning, Snyder, suspects that they snuck out again because of how tired they are. Spot comes back to give them new shoes, and he’s confused as well as to how they all had worn out their shoes so quickly. When he asks, Race says they were out dancing and demonstrates how they go into the magical land on the stone circle in Medda’s dance pavilion. Spot doesn’t think much of the demonstration at that point. Then, Race asks him to investigate the mysterious man he saw doing business with the Duke. He of course obliges, but not only because he has a crush on the prince. No, definitely not because of that.
The princes feel totally dejected that night because they overhear their father calling them “burdens,” (even though it’s all a misunderstanding, he doesnt actually think this), so they go to the pavilion because it’s the one place that feel that they can truly be themselves. Meanwhile, Spot chases down Wiesel, and Wiesel doesn’t reveal what he gave Snyder, but he does tell him what Snyder gave him as payment. Usually, no one ever makes deals with the duke because he never fulfills on his agreed payment, but this time he paid upfront with a pure silver goblet. Spot knows it belonged to the late queen, so he exchanges his horse for the goblet so he can show Race.
When he gets back to the palace, a servant informs him that the princes are missing and that the king is close to death. Spot decides to investigate for himself and sneaks into the princes room to find that they are in fact not there. Snyder sees him but doesn’t stop him or send for the guards. Instead, he waits outside the door and spies on Spot through a crack in the door. While searching for clues, Spot notices that his shoe polish is on the 12 tiles on the floor. He deduces where Race started by determining where the polish is thickest, and when he steps on the first tile, it begins to glow. He thinks back immediately to Race’s demonstration, and he realizes that the tiles are in the same layout, just the one in the garden outside doesn’t have flowers like the ones in their room does. He performs the dance and goes to find the princes.
After the portal closes, Snyder does the same and enters the magical world. While Spot is in the pavilion, telling the princes what he found out, Snyder stays towards the entrance. He tries to see the princes, but he’s too far away. When he says, “I wish I could see them,” the magical flowers above open up to sprinkle down their golden dust, and a spyglass appears in Snyder’s hand. He’s amazed at the flowers, and he picks a few to keep with him... just in case.
Race and the princes are horrified by Spot’s findings, and the fact that their father is not getting any better. Immediately, they know they must go back. Jack, the eldest prince, informs them that they can never come back to the land because it’s their third night there. In the book, the land disappeared on the third night. No one cares, though, and they go to the boat to take it back, but it begins turning into golden dust. They don’t know it, but in the regular world, Snyder is smashing the tiles in their bedroom with a hammer to keep them from coming out.
The whole world begins turning into dust around them, and they begin freaking out. Race then wishes to the flowers to know the way out. The flower’s dust lands upon the stone circle in the middle of the pavilion. The first three steps light up in the order Race would step on them, but they’re not the right ones. Still, he tries it to no avail. Spot offers to try, but when he steps, they fail to light up. When they both go to try again, they both end up stepping on the stone at the same time, and it lights up. They do the same with the next step, and it lights up as well.
Of course, they start over because they have to make it a romantic dance because I mean seriously why would you not??? As they dance around the circle, magic lifts them up like an invisible staircase. A portal opens as they reach the top, and they come out at their mother’s dance pavilion in the garden.
Okay so imma fudge this last part up because there’s a lot of details and this is already so long. Denton signs over his power to Snyder temporarily as he is unfit to rule. This makes Snyder king temporarily... unless the king dies which he is about to. He enlists knights to protect him and arrest the princes if they see them because they’ve abandoned their father. The princes overhear this, take out a few guards, and Albert is sent to get the doctor.
As the other princes are taking out guards, Sprace run up to their father’s room to confront Snyder. Snyder uses the magic flowers to enchant the sets of armor in Denton’s room to protect him, and Sprace fights them. Meanwhile, Tommy is set out away from the action because he could get hurt, but then he realizes he has some of the magic water from the magic pavilion that could cure papa. He runs to get it to Race.
Tommy gets to their father’s room to see Sprace have beat the suits of armor. Snyder then gets the bright idea to use the dust from the flowers to make Race dance forever (like forever forever). It’s ironic because isn’t that what Race had always wanted? Race, though, uses his hand fan, something Snyder had made the boys carry around, and uses it to blow the dust at Snyder who becomes affected by the dust. He literally dances away and out of the palace.
Tommy gives their father the water, he heals. Everyone’s happy. Sprace gets married.
- Crutchie (Andre) and Sarah (Trina but not annoying) are both instrumental majors, mainly piano. Sarah also plays classical bass and guitar. She has a minor in dance, mainly jazz. Crutchie sings a little but not enough to declare himself a vocal minor. He can also play flute, guitar, drums, piano, and french horn. Crutchie is also a huge asset in the technical theatre department. He’s amazing
- They’re best friends and Crutchie always comes over for them to practice their big showcase piece.
- Davey (Tori) isn’t a student at the school, but he plays piano well. Sarah has tried to get him to audition, but he always says he won’t get in so he doesn’t audition. He often sits in on them practicing, and he unintentionally memorizes the piece. One night, he can’t sleep, and he finds himself playing Sarah’s part on the piano. Sarah heard him.
- On the night of the showcase, Sarah’s family is pulled from the audience by Denton, the school’s guidance counselor, and is told that Sarah can’t perform. When they get backstage, they find Sarah had broken her wrist. Crutchie is dismayed both because his friend got injured and because they can’t perform, but Sarah says Davey can play her part.
- With some repressed reluctance/stage fright, Davey agrees to perform with Crutchie. The piece turns out beautifully and everyone is applauding in a standing ovation after they finish. Davey is offered a scholarship to the school as a instrumental major and whatever minor.
- So yeah, Davey becomes an instrumental major, he can play piano, violin, and clarinet. He also decides to minor in vocals. Also, he gets roped into a beginner’s acting class taught by Medda where he meets most of his new friends.
- Jack (Beck) is an acting major with a minor in vocals. He does a lot of musical theatre . He and Davey bond a lot easier because Davey often does something in the orchestra for the musicals, and they often talk during breaks at rehearsals when they’re practicing with the orchestra. Eventually, Davey becomes Jack’s go to partner to help rehearse his lines.
- Of course they have that one awkward moment when Jack plays the lead in a play and Davey is his love interest and they don’t know what to do when they rehearse a kissing scene.
- Spot (Jade) is a vocals major with an acting minor. Him and Jack are exes on friendly terms, but he doesn’t like Davey when he firsts meets him. He’s quite intense and can be mean to people (especially Davey), but they keep him around lol. Did I mention he’s goth? lmaoooo
- Elmer (Cat) is a vocals major with a dance minor. He’s a bit eccentric, with dyed red hair and countless random, disturbing, stories about his older brother. He’s pretty ditzy and air headed, but he is also ambitious and amazingly talented. His aesthetic is basically cotton candy and Weenie Hur Jr.’s from Spongebob.
- Darcy (Robbie) is a instrumental major (guitar, piano, triangle, kazoo and yes that’s on his application) who carries around... a puppet? Named Bill. Who constantly ridicules Darcy and makes sarcastic comments. It’s a mystery to everyone because it’s logical for Darcy to control Bill. Oh well. Darcy is incredibly awkward, and he tried to be flirty, but he usually fails.
- Race (OC) is a dance major with an acting minor. He’s a bit pretentious and snobby, and more like Trina than Sarah. But also he’s still insanely talented. He lowkey thinks he’s better than anyone else, and he’ll flirt with anything on two legs.
- Katherine (OC) sort of dabbles in everything, but she’s technically a dance major and a vocals minor. Though, she also takes classes in ballet dancing, acting, vocals, and she can play piano. Her father is the principle, and she is insanely talented. There’s constantly rumors of her and Jack secretly going out, but they’re never true. She’s a bit elusive and distants herself from most people (except Jack who is her best friend hence why people think they’re dating). But she is still kind and passionate about her craft. Her father wants her to become a professional ballerina, but she wants to become a songwriter.
Jack is Lightning McQueen (a nickname given to him), a famous race car driver blah blah blah
somehow, haven’t hashed out details, he winds up in Duane Speings, a super small town that has a rich history but is now a ghost town. He meets Elmer who is a bit of a hick, but he is also really innocent and sweet. He’s funny and oblivious to Jack trying to push him off and deny his advances of creating a friendship. He also meets other people in the town like Medda, the owner of the one diner in town, Race and Albert, who run the auto repair shop and are huge fans of his... also Race can change tires in record time, whoever you want his love interest to be running the small motel and they lend Jack a room. They’re also deeply invested in the history of the town and bring Jack down to earth again, making him humble and appreciative of the life around him. Also Spot is constantly grumpy because he’s the only fireman in the town and he always complains about how there’s no one else in the fire department... but also there’s no fires that need fire fighting... but also there’s no one in town good enough to be a firefighter like him
And he also meets Bryan Denton. He’s a famous (retired) race car driver who was nicknamed the Sun because he traveled as fast as light. Jack is in awe, but he also underestimates Denton because mostly of his age. They race and Bryan smokes him so Jack demands he helps him improve his racing. This also helps teach Jack humility and patience.
Jack is Lightning McQueen (a nickname given to him), a famous race car driver blah blah blah
somehow, haven’t hashed out details, he winds up in Duane Speings, a super small town that has a rich history but is now a ghost town. He meets Elmer who is a bit of a hick, but he is also really innocent and sweet. He’s funny and oblivious to Jack trying to push him off and deny his advances of creating a friendship. He also meets other people in the town like Medda, the owner of the one diner in town, Race and Albert, who run the auto repair shop and are huge fans of his... also Race can change tires in record time, whoever you want his love interest to be running the small motel and they lend Jack a room. They’re also deeply invested in the history of the town and bring Jack down to earth again, making him humble and appreciative of the life around him. Also Spot is constantly grumpy because he’s the only fireman in the town and he always complains about how there’s no one else in the fire department... but also there’s no fires that need fire fighting... but also there’s no one in town good enough to be a firefighter like him
And he also meets Bryan Denton. He’s a famous (retired) race car driver who was nicknamed the Sun because he traveled as fast as light. Jack is in awe, but he also underestimates Denton because mostly of his age. They race and Bryan smokes him so Jack demands he helps him improve his racing. This also helps teach Jack humility and patience.
Whenever I want to share information about my Robin Hood AU i’m going to both post on tumblr and post a comment on the latest chapter so you can look in both places for information!
The plan is to update weekly every Saturday. I already have chapter 2 completely written, I just need to edit it and post it so there will be an update this Saturday (knock on wood)
