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myceliumbean · 6 months

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Cars 2 Agents AU How did Rod survive II

Featuring: Everyone suffers (but not really)

Summary: the agents were on a mission, and everything went wrong soon after they entered Russian airspace

Again, ' ' means talking through radio/speakers, " " means talking directly

Three hours into Siddeley's emergency landing and Rod Redline was bored.

Holley went straight into her work mode and didn't even complained about his words anymore, while Finn was managing his own thoughts and occupying himself just fine.

Siddeley talked, though, but there's definitely something bothering the Gulfstream V to the point that he wasn't really listening for 80% of the time.

Eventually, Rod couldn't suppress and burst out. "You guys're all acting weirdly. What's the matter?"

Finn was kind of surprised as he joint and finally focusing on the reality. Holley actually yelpped, but quickly gathered herself and gave Rod a look. Siddeley, who seemed to not paying attention, react five seconds later with a sleepy "what?".

'Siddeley?' Finn frowned at that, not liking the combination of "Siddeley feeling sleepy" and "it's bloody cold out there". 'Siddeley, can you hear me?'

'Yes… I supposed that the storm has, well, grown stronger somehow.' And again, Siddeley's sleepy response. 'Did Zil call back or something? It's a bit cold out here.'

'How much fuel is left?'

'About half of a tank.' This time, thankfully, the spy plane sounded more sober. 'I have to say, this isn't really good.'

'Then lower your cabin temperature. We can handle some cold.' Holley shot a worried look toward the speaker.

'No way. It's about minus forty degrees out here, you'll burn out your fuel before I burn out mine even if I only drop the temperature by ten degrees.'

'But you're the only one standing between us and the cold!' Finn glared at the speaker, as if this could make Siddeley feel his worry of losing someone he cared about. 'I-we can't lose you, maybe the storm will weaken and your engine will be back to normal, and we can take off and meet Zil! So save your fuel for later and take care of yourself!"

Holley and Rod held their breath as they watch Finn lost his temper.

Choking silence filled up the entire place, until the speaker cracked to live and Siddeley spoke. 'Finn… alright, I'll do it. Just, tell me if anything goes wrong, deal?'

'…deal.' Finn closed his eyes, took a few deep breath, and opened his eyes again. 'Sorry, Sid, I shouldn't have yelled at you like that.'

'Don't. I know why you're so worry, if anyone has to apologise, that's me.' Siddeley sighed, and fought to stay awake as relief brushed over his frame like a ray of sunshine. 'Well, why don't we start talking and take turns to catch some naps? It will take some times before Zil come and dig us out.'

"How about stories? Say one sentence and pass down to the next person." Holley said with a delight tone.

"Good one. Who wants to go first?" Rod chuckled as Holley swept to her left and made a resounding "ching" when she bumped into Finn on purpose. "Well, I guess it's you, Finn."

"You're always making fun of me, Mr. Redline." The Aston Martin have no choice but to start this chaotic game. "Give me a second… okay, once upon a time, there was this young kid named Sid."

'You're making stories out of US?' Siddeley almost choked himself when he heard his name. 'Use your imagination!'

"No, wait, let's just use the names we all know!" Holley was definitely into the game now. "This will be so interesting, imagine how these people will never know about this and this can be our own joke!"

"Hmm, Holley has a point." A sense of mischief grew as a board grin appeared on Rod's face. "I'll say that Finn is the mysterious old wizard living inside the deep dark forest."

"…excuse me, what?" Finn got caught off guard and could only stared at Rod with his mouth open, trying to say something back but failed completely.

Holley, despite all her admiration and respect toward the Aston Martin, bursted into laughter and knocked him with her front tire. Rod gave in just seconds later and they sat there, losing their calm after all the stress and worry in the past few hours and laughed the hell out of themselves.

Siddeley was giggling, too, and eventually, Finn joined the team and the four of them just laughed and giggled when someone bring up another piece of story with the names of their colleagues, their friends, and even their boss.

It went on for another hour, until Finn found himself uncontrollably drifting in and out of counsciousness, while Siddeley had fell into silence a few minutes ago. Holley was on her duty working on the radio, being too concentrated to notice any weirdness.

She didn't know that Rod had passed out even he's pressing hard onto her purple frame.

Finn blinked himself back to conscious, and drove up to carefully tap Holley with his tire. "Hey, you alright?"

"Whoa- Finn? Oh, oh yes, I'm completely fine… but you don't look good. Is the cold starting to creep in?"

"I think Siddeley had lost consciousness a few minutes ago, and Rod had just passed out." Finn shivered when he touched Rod's blue frame, and almost jumped when he accidently bumped into Holley. "Why are you so warm?"

"I got extra tank for flying and extra electricity capacitance cuz I need to strike someone." The purple jaguar shruggled and kept on typing for seconds before she stopped and turn to look at Finn. "You're cold."

"What did you ha-"

Holley just pulled Finn close until they're pressed against each other- just like Rod on the other side. "This should buy us more time. And save me from talking too loud."

Though she sounded pretty reassuring, Finn could feel Holley trembling through his frame.

"Don't worry. We'll make it." He said, with his usual calm voice.

The typing stopped for a mere second. A weak vibration indicating that Holley was smiling made Finn feel better already. "Yeah, we'll definitely be fine."

Thirty minutes later, Holley bit back her sobs as she felt the Aston Martin started to lay limp against her.

Come on, she checked the radio again, and prayed desperately, anyone, picked up this distress call!

Twenty minutes later, when Holley started to feel sleepy, something hit Siddeley's cabin door. She winced at the loud bang and tried her short range built-in radio. 'Anyone hear me?'

'Oh thank Chrysler there's someone conscious!' Came an overly cheerful voice, and another "bang" on the cabin door. 'We're SOT-76B, a rescue team on duty not far away. I'm Eva, what's your name?'

'Ho-holley, my name's Holley.'

'Good, brave Holley, my dear girl. My teammates are trying to break into your plane friend, can you get any switch to open the door from the inside? We don't want to hurt your friend more.'

'I-i'll try.' Holley looked around in the cabin. Not there, not here… wait, will that work?

Siddeley had told them whay to do when emergency evacuation was needed.

So she drove up to the button and pushed. The door made a cracked sound, and Holley could almost heard a cheer from the outside as someone dug their tines into the ice.

Thirty seconds later, four forklifts finally opened up Siddeley's cabin door and rushed in. One in red paint with yellow stripes gave Holley something hot and tasty while the others checked over her friends.

Holley could sense the tension as the forklift painted in black with white stripes whispered something fast to the one in sky-blue, and they just started typing the moment they found Siddeley's inner panels.

"Don't worry, they knew what they're doing." Said the last forklift, who just finish checking over Rod and gave both him and Finn a shot of something. "I'm Michaele, Black one's Eva, Blue one's Daniil, and this is Alyona."

The forklift in red with yellow stripes waved her tines excitingly.

"Boris is trying to wake your plane friend up." Michaele patted Holley and pointed toward the starboard windows. Holley drove up and found herself looking into maybe the biggest turbines she had ever seen in her life. "This is Boris."

"He's fine." Eva shouted behind the panel. "And the others?"

"Both slowly waking up!" Alyona jumped as Finn led out a groan and Rod blinked weakly. "You made it. Thank Chrysler, if any of you died, Zil will never forgive us."

"…wait." Holley looked at the forklifts in surprise. "You said 'Zil', I thought you're just ordinary rescue team?"

"Forgive me for not introducing ourselves properly." Daniil, with a gentle smile on his face, waved his tine toward his grinning teammates. "SOT-76B, or Special Option Team 76-Boris, at your service."

I think I'm officially into this AU now, writing them making non sense chatter while dying was… quite fun, actually.

@longjiaojiao thanks for the idea of making Finn and Rod friends! Their interaction is definitely chaotic, trying hard to write their personalities as close to the movie as I can

#my own post #lj cars2 agents story #boris ilyushin chkalovsky #pixar cars #cars 2 #alyona (cars oc)#eva (cars oc)#finn mcmissile #rod redline #holley shiftwell #daniil (cars oc)#michaele (cars oc)#siddeley

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myceliumbean · 6 months

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Cars 2 Agents AU How did Rod survive I

This is one of a few clips that stuck in my mind for too long that I have to write it down to save my brain capacity

Featuring: chaotic agent interaction and a poor Gulfstream V forced to do an emergency landing

Summary: the agents were on a mission, and everything went wrong soon after they entered Russian airspace

In case someone may be confused, I use ' ' instead of " " since they are talking through Siddeley's built-in speaker in his cabin.

Siddeley had thought that the severe snowstorm was the worst, making everything, even through the radio, fuzzy and blurred. But this was just one of those tough flights he had heard of when he's still a trainee back then.

Everyone will eventually fly a mission like this- that's how they said.

He could make it to the meeting point, yes, just focused on the radio and the dark scale far away that indicated mountains and, well, potential danger of a crash.

Siddeley really did think so, until his starboard engine suddenly malfuctioned.

He couldn't help but curse, immediately caught the attention of the three agents inside him.

Or maybe it's the sudden shake of Siddeley's frame that made all three agents tensed up.

'Siddeley, you alright?' Finn, of course, was the first one to ask.

'No. My right engine was down couple seconds ago and I can't restart it. And judging by how fast the storm was getting stronger-'

Another harsh drop, and all of them screamed as Siddeley got caught up in a harsh downward flow of air. Three seconds, and now the Gulfstream V swore that he could see the dark shape of a large forest below.

'…dammit, still not responding. I need to make an emergency landing, you all grab on something and brace for impact.'

'Don't get yourself hurt, Siddeley.' Holley, always the caring one. 'Anything we can help?'

Despite the unsteady track and the rapidly approaching ground, Siddeley joked back. 'Well, don't get yourself hurt.'

And Rod's laugh was almost soothing under such stressful condition. 'Ha! Kid's got some venture spirits!'

They're going to be fine, Siddeley told himself, no matter what, they'll be fine.

The height was now only 500 feets and Siddeley was pretty sure that his friends were able to see the ground and realized how fast they were descending.

Luckily we got a wild covered by ice and thick snow and deadly forest to land, he tought bitterly, and tried his best to line himself up with the narrow open area beside the forest.

400 feets. Siddeley could feel the wind weakened.

300 feets. It seemed that he could make a peaceful landing.

200 feets. He could feel the agents grabbing on.

Then a strong crosswind hit him and knock Siddeley aside, twisting the flight track and making the Gulfstream V head straight into the forest.

Forest that could easily tear off his wings right on impact.

No. He would not let this happen.

For one last time, Siddeley pushed both of his engine at full throttle, hoping the damaged one could at least turn on for a single second so he could save everyone and not crush into the forest.

Then, he felt the turbine start spinning. The familiar roar coming from both of his engines, bending his flight track back on line and they were still 100 feets above the ground.

Even the dumbest flyer wouldn't lose this chance.

Siddeley didn't dare pulling up. He wasn't ready for another engine failure while fighting the wind. So he traced the flow of it, descending carefully, and at last, landing a bit harder than he was supposed to as his right engine failed again when he almost touched the ground.

His left wing cut through some trees, leaving a few stinging scratches on the white paint. The tires couldn't grabbed on the slippery ice-snow surface even they were made and enhanced to be antiskid. Siddeley bumped into all kinds of rocks and trees and finally stopped before running his nose straight into the forest.

Snow quickly melted into water and started to freeze again at the speed when they melted. Ice started to grow on every surface, melting and freezing repeatly.

They're stuck.

Well, at least his landing gears survived, Siddeley sighed and turned to look up his friends. 'Anyone hurt?'

'Siddeley! You finally talk!' Came Holley's yell, which was somehow louder than usual.

'Talk?' Siddeley didn't remember hearing anyone calling him. And cursed the trees, his wing hurt. 'Did I miss something?'

'Alot, Sid.' Rod managed to sound just normal. 'Finn cursed when that crosswind striked. And when you touched down.'

'I'm just worried.' Finn protested weakly.

'In conclusion, no one's got any damage. Not even a dent. And you, Siddeley? From my own experience about landing, I'm sure you must at least have some minor injury.'

Chrysler, almost forgot she's been modified to fly. 'My right engine failed again, and I got some annoying scratches on my left wing.' Siddeley could almost imagine the worried face ofvthe three agents. 'Landing gears are fine but the front tires were flat. I can say I'm not leaking or having any severe damage, but with the storm howling above and my engine refused to work, we're stuck.'

They went silent for quite a while, until Holley broke out. "Can we call for backup?"

"…we can try." Finn could see the same struggle in Rod's eyes. "The storm will rage for days during this time of the year, and we don't have days."

"That sounds like a yes." Rod tapped him friendly with his front tire. "Do you happen to know Zil's number?"

"Stop right there and I'll call for backup." Holley sighed and turned to the board. "It's getting old, Mr. Redline, you need to focus."

"I am focusing! You have no humour in you, Ms. Shiftwell.:

"Now you two are getting old." Finn interrupted with a hint of smile. 'Let's get doing. Siddeley, let us know if you need any help.'

'Sure do, Sir.'

"The boss said so."

"That and… sent. Hope he'll get to us before those who want us in a bad way."

#my own post #lj cars2 agents story #siddeley #finn mcmissile #rod redline #holley shiftwell #and they almost freeze to death

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