Chapter 1: Street Racing at it's Core
Author's Note
Hey everyone! So, I know I said I wouldn't start this till Beginning Anew was quiet far along, but I've hit a writer's block with that story and I finally had a solid idea of how to start this one, so here we go! My first venture into the world of Equestria Girl's!!
Chapter 1: Street Racing at it's Core
"Girls, hurry! It's about to start!" Sunset called over to her friends, who were all gathered in the kitchen digging into the pizza that had just been delivered, and turned back to the TV.
It was the middle of June, the first month after high school. Just a few weeks prior, Sunset and the girls had finally graduated from Canterlot High School, and they were celebrating with their first post-high school slumber party, hosted by the former unicorn herself. What better way to celebrate then order pizza and sitting down to watch the newest TV show to take the world by storm, Street Outlaws. The show followed a gang of street racers from Oklahomare City, known simply as the 405, as they competed for the coveted number one spot on their list.
"We're coming darling" Rarity took a seat on the couch next to Sunset, a slice of pizza on a plate and a glass of water in the other "Oh, I do hope Big Chief can race his way back up the list."
"Yeah right. There's no way he's getting by Daddy Dave for the four spot" Rainbow Dash sat on the floor, close to the TV "I'm sure he's got Goliath tuned up great!" Typical Rainbow, cocky as ever.
"She does have a point Rarity." Twilight sat in one of the chairs off to the side of the couch "Given his track record against Daddy Dave, I've calculated that Chief has a 47% chance of beating him if he wants to move up" She then took a bite out of her slice.
"Y'all say what ya want, but that there Farmtruck sure is lookin' mighty strong." Applejack nodded as she took a seat next to Rainbow, who only gave the apple farmer an odd look.
"Farmtruck, seriously? That hunk of junk was lucky to make it the number eight spot! Using the system to do it, and Dominator had a hurt car!"
"Girls! It's starting" Sunset leaned forward in her seat as Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy joined the rest of them.
"Just because we're dumbasses, don't mean you can be too. So DON'T do any of the s*#$ we do at home" Big Chiefs voice read the same disclaimer he did at the beginning of every episode, with the usual censoring and everything. "Tonight, on Street Outlaws. Tempers flair as Doc and Kamikaze battle it out, causing them both to keep racing down. Jeff Lutz makes another crack at the list, and Farmtruck looks to defend his position" the introduction was complimented with video showing specific things and people when he talked.
"I know he says to never try this at home, mostly due to how dangerous it is, but it honestly looks like a lot of fun!" Sunset couldn't help but glee over what had become her favorite show. Like Rarity, she had a liking for Big Chief, but it was his car that she loved: a 1969 Pontiac GTO Le Mans he calls The Crow. One of the fastest cars on the street, it was a nightmare to go up against. He had stalled out at the number five spot after racing his way back up the list.
The episode started off as usual, with Big Chief and his best friend, fellow street racer Shawn Ellington, who drives the bad fast Murder Nova, a 1969 Chevrolet Nova that is all blacked out with red headlights, thus giving it it's name, discussing about the upcoming race night.
"Oh oh oh, do you girls think that Shawn is going to go for the list?!" Pinkie could barely hold her excitement as she gobbled down what pizza she had.
"I highly doubt it Pinkie" Rarity shook her head no as a response to the energetic girl "Last time we saw it, his car was in quiet a number of pieces as it were" The fashionista did feel for Pinkie, given the Murder Nova was her favorite car on the show.
"I just wish they would get to the racing action already! I do like the show, but the racing is the best part!" Rainbow groaned as the episode continued, jumping around to each of the drivers, showing them tirelessly getting their cars better for the race ahead.
"I just hope no one gets hurt this time. It really hurt watching Shane wreck his car again last week" Fluttershy meekly said, slowly eating her slice as the episode continued along.
Finally, it got to the part where actual racing was going to happen. As always, Big Chief had everyone gathered for the drivers meeting "Wow! Is there anyway to build off of last week? Chuck and Ryan, you two idiots keep going at each other, yet you keep beating the third spot to keep having chances at the number one spot" Chief looked to the smallest guy among the group.
"Just goes to show the Death Trap is badass fast!" Chuck boasted with a smile. His car, a 1989 Ford Fox Body Mustang, named Death Trap had rocketed up the list once he changed the car from a small tire car to a big tire car. He even held the coveted number one spot for a while before Ryan Martin in his red 2010 Chevrolet Camaro, aptly named the Fireball Camaro.
"Yeah, sure, believe what you want Chuck." The man standing next to Chuck tuned in. It was Doc, one of the veterans of the street racing community in Oklahomare City. He drove a 1970 Chevrolet Monte Carlo he named The Street Beast, was stuck back at number 6.
"Alright, ladies, if we're done arguing?" Chief got everyone's attention "So, Kamikaze has a call out on Doc. Chuck, you have a call out on Ryan. I have a call out on Dave. Am I missing anyone?"
"I do wish he would keep his language in check. They simply have no idea how a lady would act" Rarity humphed and flicked her elegant purple hair with her hand, taking a sip of her water afterwards.
That was when one of the men standing in the back raised his hand "Chief, I would like to call out Dominator for his number ten spot" The man was Jeff Lutz, a veteran street racer who had been on the list in the past and was finally ready to make another stab at it with his new car: a 1957 Chevrolet Bel Air he simply calls The 57 Chevy.
"Well, well, well. Welcome back Jeff Lutz, you crazy bastard." He then turned to Dominator "Your car finally ready?"
"As ready as she'll ever be" Dominator nodded. The only man on the list with a car outside of General Motors, he drove his 1967 Dodge Dart, named, well, The Dominator, with pride.
"Alright, then why don't you two start us off. You got twenty minutes"
"Someone explain to me the rules again. He seems to change them every time" Sunset looked around the room to her best friends. It was true that Big Chief had a tendency of changing the rules to make things more interesting. Course, he could get away with it.
"If I recall, the drivers have twenty minutes to get their car to the starting line. If they fail to do so, they forfeit the race, and the spot. If the challenger loses said race, they aren't allowed to call them back out until they have successfully defended their spot from the driver one spot below them.... You know, this is even confusing me" Twilight was able to recall most of the newest rule changes.
Sure enough, both racers had their cars at the starting line. Big Chief carefully bumped them up to the starting line before backpedaling and 'banging' the flashlight, which was the drivers signal to go. Both cars rocketed off the starting line, going side by side all they way down the street and past the flashlight that marked the finish line in a dead heat.
"Whoa Nelly! That was a mighty close race" Applejack blinked a few times before looking at the others "Did any o' y'all see who won that race"
"I have no idea, they were pretty evenly matched" Sunset nodded, blown away by how competitive the two were against each other. Even to the naked eye, it was hard to tell.
"Alright, what do ya got down there?" Chief radioed down to his line judge, who was reviewing the footage to determine a winner.
"Dominator by a fender" came the reply. Dominator had manged to protect his number ten spot, thus allowing him to challenge the number nine spit if he wanted, but he determined his car needed a little more work before he even tried.
"Dominator by a fender!" Big Chief bellowed for everyone to hear, which brought a mix of cheers and jeers form the gathered crowd.
The rest of the night went rather smoothly. Doc had managed to defend his spot against Kamikaze, but had to wait for the outcome of Chief and Daddy Dave's race to have a shot of breaking back into the top five. The rematch between Chuck and Ryan was a blow out as Ryan was caught sleeping at the light and Chuck drove away from him, reclaiming the number one spot. Then it was time for the race the group of friends had been waiting for.
Sunset and Rarity leaned forward in their respective seats as Big Chief pulled his beloved car to the starting line, opposite of Daddy Dave's 1963 Chevrolet Nova named Goliath. Doc maned the flashlight since both Chief and Dave were the ones racing. Bumping them in, he hit the light and the cars took off. It was pretty much neck and neck down till half way when Dave's car started getting loose on him. In order to avoid spinning out and damaging the car, he had no choice but to let up off the throttle. That allowed Chief to rocket away and win the race, and the number four spot.
The girls jumped and cheered and their favorite driver won the race. Sharing a brief hug, Sunset could only shrug her shoulders at Rainbow, who was being a rather poor sport about the outcome "Sorry Dash you can't win them all"
The episode concluded with a run down of what to expect in the following weeks episode. After it was all said and done, Sunset turned the TV off and yawned "I don't know about you girls, but I'm pretty tired. Think it's time to turn in"
"I agree darling. I do need my beauty sleep" Rarity let out a little yawn of her own, along with basically everyone else in the room.
As everyone bid each other goodnight and turned in, Sunset lied awake on her bed for a little bit longer. Her brain just wouldn't stop picturing her and the others in place of Big Chief and the 405 guys. Rocketing down the street in highly tuned race cars. Even though the disclaimer said to never do what the guys did at home, but she couldn't help think how fun it would be.
"I mean, if those guys are able to do it, then why couldn't we?" the bacon haired girl whispered to herself as her apartment was filled with the sounds of her friends slumber. She finally got her brain to shut up and she managed to fall asleep. Yet, what her brain kept thinking transferred over to her dreams. She had an idea, and she hoped her friends would like it as much as she did.
