"Okay, here we go. Focus. Speed. I. Am. Speed.
One winner. Forty-two losers. I eat losers for breakfast.
Speed. I'm faster then fast, wuicker then quick! I am Alvin." thought Alvin McQueen.
"Hey Alvin, you ready?" asked Amy.
"Oh, yeah, Alvin's ready." said Alvin.
*Real gone starts playing, just like the first one, and Fans are still as crazy for him as ever*
"McQueen, show us the bolt!" cried a news reporter.
"I love you, Alvin!" screamed a crazy fan.
"Alvin, are you worried about the race?" asked another reporter.
"Do you think you'll win?"
"Alvin! I love you!"
Alvin poses for pictures for a few minutes, but isn't that interested. He soon heads over to his friends.
"Hey, guys!" said Alvin.
"Hey there! How you feelin', buddy?" asked Molly.
"Okay, I guess." said Alvin.
"You'll be alright today without a crew chief?" asked Brittany.
"Maybe. I don't know. We'll just have to see." said Alvin nervously.
"Well, good luck out there today." said Brittany.
"Thanks. I think I'll need it." said Alvin.
The race is ready start.
Come on, Alvin. You can do it. This is for Danielle. Don't let her down. You've got this.
The race begins, Alvin is off to an okay start. After a few minutes he's in 5th place. He could do better, and he knows it, but too many other things are on his mind.
Time for a pit stop.
WALL-E changes the skates quickly, like he always does.
"Hey, wait." said Brittany.
"What?" said Alvin.
"Listen, this is a hard day for all of us, I mean, this is your first race without Danielle. But you can do better. I know you can. You've got this, Stickers." she said.
"Thanks." said Alvin, feeling somewhat better.
"Hey, it's time! Get out there!" yelled Sargette.
"Go get 'em, buddy!" yelled Molly, but then turned to Brittany. "You think he's got it today?"
"Yeah. Something's telling me things are going to be okay." she said.
The race continues.
Come on! You've got it! You heard her. You can do better I know you can. You've got this Stickers. Thought Alvin.
"I've got it." he said to himself.
He soon passed 4th place, and was nearing 3rd.
That's it, Alvin! You've got it. Almost there.
Soon, 3rd was out of the way. 4 more laps, and Alvin was in 2nd place.
Mirror was in 3rd, right behind Alvin and Theodore was in 1st place.
"You just don't have it today, McQueen, do you?" said Theodore in a taunting voice.
That made McQueen mad.
"Oh, you just wait and see, Theodore. You just wait!" muttered Alvin under his breath.
30 laps to go. Alvin and Theodore switched positions often.
10 laps to go. Theodore was in first place.
You can do this. Come on! It's not hard, so quit acting like it is, Alvin! This is nothing!
4 laps to go. 3. 2. 1. Alvin was level with Theodore.
Come on, come on, come on! I've got it. Just a little further, and a little faster. You can do this...
Gah! I'm too nervous. I can't do it.
Theodore pulled ahead, and Alvin tried once again to catch up.
The two skaters rounded turn four.
"Oh, my. Am I going to win or not? Ah! There's no time to think! but what do I do? I've got it. I'll just close my eyes and hope for the best."
Alvin shut his eyes, sped forward as fast as he could, and stopped when he reached the infield a minute later. He opened his eyes. Everyone was cheering. But who were they cheering for?
He looked up at one of the TV screens. It was showing him. He had won.
"Whoa." was all he could say. His lifelong dream was a reality now. A moment of shock, and then he felt absolutely nothing but happiness. Eagerly, he stopped just standing there and raced towards his friends, who werre going wild with happiness.
"Whoo! You did it, buddy!" cheered Molly.
"You sure did!" said Brittany. "But don't race like that ever again! You had us way too anxious there."
"Ha! Sorry about that." said Alvin.
"You've just won the Piston Cup. What are you going to do now?"
Alvin smiled. "I'm going home to relax and to celerate."
While Radiator Springs was finally getting business, it still had its slow days. About a week later there was one of these days. All the residence were at Flora's, just like the old days. Only without a special member of their 'family'
"It's too bad Danielle isn't here." said Brittany sadly. "She..." She got a bit choked up. "She would have been really proud of you, Hon."
"Yeah...she would have been thrilled. I miss her." said Alvin.
"We all do."
A lot had changed for the residence of Radiator Springs. Their town had finally gotten back on the map. They had welcomed Alvin, Amy, Jeanette and Eleanor to their "Family", and now just recently they had lost a member. Danielle. Her passing was especially tough for McQueen. Not only had he lost a great friend, but a crew chief. Mirror had to take the position now that Danielle was gone.
Things were running smoothly on a normal Thursday. Brittany noticed a new stranger who seemed like he was looking for something, so she decided to see if she could be of any help.
"Oh, hello! Welcome to Radiator Springs. May I help you?" asked Brittany.
"Um, yes. I need to talk with..oh, what's his name...Alvin McQueen! Yes, that's it. I must speak to him at once." said the skater.
"Really? Why so urgent?" asked Brittany.
"ah! Excuse me for not introducing myself, miss, I am Andrew Kond, from the IRC, or International Racing Company." said the green skater with a smile.
"Oh, that's cool! He'll be happy to meet you, probably." said Brittany.
"Yes. Now, where may I find him?" asked Andrew eagerly.
"Oh! Right. Last time I saw him, he was at Flora's V8 Cafe."
"Ah! Thank you. I can take it from here." Andrew headed over to the cafe.
"Let's see, you're Alvin McQueen, right?" asked Andrew when he spotted McQueen.
"Yes..." said McQueen, quite curious about the stranger.
"Is there a place where we could talk?" asked Andrew.
"Hmmmm..." though McQueen. "Oh, I know!"
The two skaters were now at Willy's Butte.
"All right, Now I can introduce myself. I am Andrew, Andrew Kond, from the IRC. "
"Whoa? The IRC! Neat. What are you doing here?" said Alvin, excited.
"Well, I have been asked to travel here to find you, and ask about an upcoming race. The IRC is asking if you would like to participate in the.. the World Grand Prix."
"Oh, my." said Alvin, who was now ready to faint.
"Yes, they've been getting the best of the best from across the globe." Andrew said. "But they still need a certain red raceskater from the USA." he said with a wink.
Alvin smiled sheepishly.
"So, what do you think?"
"I feel like I'm going to barf."
"Ha! No, about the race."
"Well...I don't know. It sounds amazing, but...can I have some time to think about it?"
"Absolutely! I'll stick around for a day or two, maybe you can let me know then."
Andrew headed back to town. Alvin stayed for a minuted and sighed. There was a lot to think about.
He couldn't do all this thinking alone. He needed some advice from his friends.
Alvin sped off to town.