Crazy Buck

Pnau, With You Forever

Credits to my readers and my friend MM
Thank you Speedy Silverstreak, for helping me come up with ideas.
Crazy Buck

She pulled back, with her face, now a shade of pink, but she wore a small smile.
"Then yes, it's a date." She spoke in a near whisper as her smile widened slightly, and tears formed and fell as she drew me into a hug.
"What's wrong?" I asked, thinking back to the clear signs of abuse.
"I've just never liked anypony before, let alone a gentlecolt like yourself."
She started sobbing softly, so I hugged her, and rubbed up and down her back, to try and calm her.
MEANWHILE
The Silverstreak Racing School was closed for the obvious reason of it being a Sunday, but that didn't stop the young black griffin and it's owner, a crazy speed fueled buck by the name of Speedy Silverstreak, from sitting at a few desks in one of the three separate buildings along a long, well groomed courtyard, used as classrooms, to speak to each other.
"A champagne Lexus LS400?" The blue buck stated out of pure enthusiasm for a challenge.
"Yep." The griffin, per the norm, spoke quietly, but firmly.
"How much horsepower does it have?" The buck's tail swayed from side to side in excitement as he looked out of the big double pained window, that covered the westward wall of the classroom, at the monstrous, matte black, 965 horsepower, 68 Charger in the parking lot.
"Around four to five hundred horsepower." Speedy's enthusiasm died where it was, and was further shown when he let out a groan, and said, "Luna damnit, I only have two cars with THAT low of horsepower, but tell me she's a good driver!"
"It's a buck," the griffin responded, confused at his mentors outburst.
The griffin looked out at the courtyard as his older brother figure sighed.
There were display cases of race cars among the flowers. From the Audi group b cars, to F1, and even cars like a rocket bunny NSX, but among them all, the one that caught his eye, was his father's old 71 Hemi Cuda with a twin turbo 426 Hemi that had 752 horsepower. It was white, with the hemi decals had been removed, black Hamann Race Edition rims, and an adjustable rear lip spoiler.
"So you still have it?" The griffin asked in ernest.
"I respect my rivals, and the cars they drive. That's what all those cars are out there. My rivals, a piece of them, all on display for those to look and be inspired, so of course I have the old man's car."
The griffin nodded slowly, as Speed stared at a 66 Nova.
"To think I've raced so much, and I'm only 22," Speedy muttered.
"He's a good driver."
"Good."
MEANWHILE
She kissed me again before we entered the property of the Rosewood manor, and departed. I parked the car, and got into my Lexus before driving through the rose lined path back to the street, and drove home. On my way out though, I noticed a familiar white S13, and took off down the street before he could follow me anymore than he had. I sped down the road, before hopping on the freeway, and taking the interchange, before pulling a U turn through a hole in the barriers, and losing him effectively.

12:30 pm
The clock displayed this fact, and It only made me feel tired. "Fuck my life," I thought, as I went thundering past a speeding Toyota Supra at 140 mph. I was about to take exit 101 to my home, but stayed as headlights grew in my rear view. They belonged to a 71 Nova, so I dropped my hoof once more, and began to pull away, until it too, began to speed up. It caught up, but a turn showed itself, and I pulled ahead. I saw two trucks in both lanes, but one was further behind the other. The distance was closing, so I pulled the e brake, and slid throught the space between them, before it closed, and I sped away, leaving the Nova to be stuck behind the trucks. I laughed triumphantly before seeing the S13. It started to rain as I caught up and began to pass as he too, had floored it. He swerved at me, and I kept on going. One foot, two feet, three, four. BAM! He hit my car, and we both lost control. He carened into a guard rail, while I regained control, and narrowly missed a barrier. My alignment was fucked, to say the least, so it was difficult to drive home, but when I got there, my two story four bedroom, yellow house looked sinister. Out front, was the matte gray Nova, and standing next to it was a blue buck. I parked the car in the driveway and began to put a tarp over the car as he walked up.
"That your car?" He yelled through the downpour that soaked the both of us.
"Yes!" I yelled back after putting the tarp on the car.
"My name's Speedy Silverstreak and I want to race you!"
"I'm Fluke Wrenchturn, and I'm afraid I can't, I only have a Toyota Camry now!" What I said was true. My Lexus had damage down the side, and a snapped control arm
"Not what I mean!" He insisted.
"Then what do you want?"
"A worthy opponent!"
"I can't help you!" I yelled as I trotted away.
"Here's my card in case you change your mind!" He hoofed me a card and trotted back to his car, and drove away.
I was tired, and wet, so I went inside, dried off, took a hot shower, and went to bed.
When I awoke to my five o'clock alarm, I was still tired, so I got into my suit, and combed my mane, got into the Camry, and went to a Sun and Moon convenience store to by a Shooting Star energy drink.

MF DOOM Lavender Buds
Thanks to my readers and my friend MM