When Alvin woke up, he was in his hotel room. He saw Molly by the door.

"What happened?" asked Alvin groggily.

"Oh, boy, bud, you passed out right in the middle of the track!" said Molly.

"I did?"

"Yeah, don't you remember?"

"No."

"Uh-oh. You don't have memory loss, do ya?" asked Molly.

Alvin laughed slightly. "No. I'm fine."

Alvin looked outside and noticed that it was very dark out.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"I dunno. But it's past midnight for shur."

"Oh, wow...How long have you been sitting here?" asked Alvin.

"Ever since ya fainted." said Molly.

"Oh. Really?"

"Yep! Well, I better letcha git some sleep! See you tomorrow!" said Molly, and she left.

Alvin sighed. "So, she's always running off unless I'm almost dead. Wonderful. Man, I need to find out what she's up to."

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 2nd race of the World Grand Prix, in London, England." said an announcer on a microphone.

Alvin and his pit crew were finishing up getting ready.

"Ready, kids?" asked Sargette.

"I think so. Molly, Bell, are you ready?" asked Alvin. Mirror just nodded, signifying she was ready.

"I'm ready, Alvin."

"You betcha I am!"

"Racers, come and line up." said the announcer.

As Mirror and Alvin came up to the starting line, Alvin took a deep breath. "Here I go." He said a bit nervously. "See you all in a few laps."

Once the race started, his uneasiness started to wear off, as he had a good start, and within the first 5 laps, was in 2nd place.

"I guess it isn't so bad today." said Alvin. However his mind wandered off and was quiet for a long time.

"What were you thinkin' of?" Molly asked, breaking the silence.

"Oh, me? Umm...nothing." said Alvin, not having the heart to tell Molly that he was thinking about her. Why was she running off so often? Did she have some friends living across the globe?

Mirror zoomed by and got Alvin out of his daydreaming.

"Yikes!" he exclaimed

"Huh?" asked Molly.

'Oh. Nothing. Just need to...umm...concentrate. Get back on track." he answered nervously.

"You're right about that." said Lady slyly, who had been staying nearby up ahead.

Since he had changed over the past few years, Alvin hadn't gotten very mad at anyone in a while, but Lady was starting to get on his nerves. Which only made him more determined to beat her, which he knew would be hard. He sped up and got a little bit ahead.

And then of course, he got bumped intentionally.

"Uh-oh." Alvin heard Molly say.

"I'm fine! Don't worry about me." Alvin said, and got back to chasing Lady.

But then his mind ended up wandering off again. He thought about winning, and how wonderful that sounded. Though he wouldn't be that upset if he lost, he was having fun. In fact, he was pretty sure that this was one of the best experiences of his life. And then he thought about how he should probably get back to concentrating on the race...

"YOU DID IT! Way to go!" Molly yelled.

Alvin jumped, startled. What was Molly talking about? What happened? Did he unknowingly pass Lady?

"What?" asked Alvin.

"Don't you know? You passed that fancy ol' other girl." said Molly, excited.

Alvin gasped and looked around. He was in first. Though how long that would last, he wasn't sure. He was well aware that he had some nice competition.

However, Alvin managed to keep a somewhat strong lead ahead of the others, and then he suddenly heard Mirror screeching somewhere behind him

"What was that?" he said, alarmed.

"Someone hit Mirror." replied Molly.

"Who?" asked Alvin.

"Who what?"

"Who hit Mirror?"

"I forget his name. What's his name, Bell?"

"I'm not sure."

"Mirror got hit?'

"Yes, I'm afraid so, Alvin. But both of you are doing very well."

"Who hit Mirror?"

"I'm not sure. You and Mirror are the only raceskaters out there I know. I don't Mirror's hurt though. I saw her get right back up. Whoever hit her, she might hit him back."

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"I'm...confused."

The race continued, but after a while Alvin felt noticed that his skate didn't seem to be in great shape, and could hear air leaking out of its wheels.

"Great. Must've run over something."

"What are ya doing? You're slowin' down!" said Molly.

"My skate's giving out. I'll be in pretty soon here."

"Gotcha."

"I'm so in last place now." moaned Alvin when he came into the pits.

"Oh, Come on, you got this. You're fast enough, you can easily catch up." said Beat.

"Mmmmhmmm." assured Molly.

"O..Okay...Yeah. You're right, I got this."

WALL-E finished up.

"All right, be back later!" Alvin

aid, and he left.

"Go get 'em, buddy!"

The afternoon slowly turned to evening.

"I think you oughta turn your flashlight on right now." said Molly.

"Okay."

"Well, we're being in the final laps now! You excited?"

"Not exactly excited...at least not yet...more nervous."

"Well, ther ain't nuthin' to be nervous about." said Molly.

"I suppose."

The race went on, and Alvin felt more pressure as each lap passed, and finally, they were all in the final two laps.

"Almost there, Alvin. Just a few more turns." he told himself. "Come on...you can make it..."

Lady and Alvin stayed side by side, each going as fast as possible. Then Lady spoke.

"Good race, Alvin...But not good enough."

She sped up even faster, leaving a now tired McQueen behind. Enormous cheers erupted from the fans as Lady passed the finish line first, with Alvin close behind.

"Oh, well. Maybe next time."

McQueen went back to the pits, greeted by a somewhat depressed looking pit crew. He tried cheering them up a bit.

"Don't feel so bad..I know it was really close and all...but hey, at least I'm not...um...at least I'm not blinded by cameras today!"

"Welll...yeah."

"There's always next time."

"Would've been cool if you won, though, man."

"True. Well, what's done is done, I guess."

Back at hotel

"Where's the next race again?"

"Paris."

"When're we goin'?"

"In 2 days."

"Woohoo! Be right back!" said Molly, and she left to find Finnlette and Arrow, while Alvin yet again watched his best friend leave him alone.

"One of these days I'll find out what you're doing..." muttered Alvin. "I guarantee it."

"Hey there!" said Molly when she arrived.

"Hello, Molly. How are you today?" asked Arrow.

"Fine. Whut's the plan?"

"We're moving on to Paris."

"So'm I!"

"And this time we have a mission we have to do. Together." said Finnlette. "A very important one, too, so we''ll surely be needing you there."

"Really? Well, shoot, I'll come, but I better get goin'. I don't want anyone gettin' wondering about where I went." said Molly.

"All right. See you there!"

"GOODBYE!" yelled Molly, and she left.

Sorry if I have to close the story here. In case you didn't know, Finnlette is a grey squirrel with a white helmet, elbow pads, metal dress, knee pads and race-skates.

But thanks for reading! Bell is a white chipmunk with a greyish black helmet, elbow pads, metal dress, knee pads and in-line skates.

P.S. Arrow is a white chipmunk with a purple helmet, skate-outfit and race-skates.