Spike looked at Thorax with complete disbelief, the fact that he found out that the changeling was working for The Solaris Sisters. While Thorax looked at Spike, seeing the race car behind him and putting two and two together, being as silent as Spike was as he stared back at him.

"So...uh...this is awkward..." Thorax managed to say, breaking the silence.

"Yeah...I guess it is..." Spike said. "I have so many questions..." Thorax shook his head, walking up to the dragon.

"Don't ask any just yet...We still have a job too and..." The changeling looked at his watch. "You got an hour left..."

"Shit, can you mess up the car in that amount of time?"

"Yeah of course...bring it in." Spike nodded and went back into the race car, bringing it into the garage. Thorax closes the garage door for good measure as the purple drake gets out. "Just give me a few and you'll be back on the road in no time..."

Spike sat down on a bench and nodded, slowly beginning to fall asleep as Thorax works.

"Yo, Sleepy-head...get up you have work!" Spike woke up hearing Thorax's voice and stood up, rubbing his eyes a bit as the bug pony continues to speak. "I've done all I can do, now be careful with it...it won't drive as well as it did before and it must be-"

"Yeah Yeah...Spotless...No scratching...time left?"

"30 minutes..." Thorax replied, Spike quickly got into the car.

"Fuck, I gotta go!" The drake turned the key but the engine just sputtered a bit, not turning over. "Come on, not now!" The car sputtered as the key was turned again. "Shit! I can't move!!"

"Hang on..." Thorax went in front of the car and opened up the hood, looking at the steaming engine. "Turn the key again." Spike listened and the engine sputtered again, while it was doing that, Thorax placed both hands on the engine before hitting it in a certain way that made the car turn over. "There...."

Thorax closed the hood and patted the car, getting out of the way. "Be safe my friend...don't crash into any trees on the way, heh..."

"Yeah ok...let's just hope this is still driveable..." Spike drove the car slowly out of the garage after his best friend opened the door for him. The car immediately swerved and almost hit the wall but he hit the brake just in time. "Jesus!"

Thorax slightly laughed but immediately stopped when Spike looked at him with a glare. "Just how badly did you fuck this car up?"

"Hm...well I dismantled the engine a bit by taking out the heater, cut a few wires, and destroyed the oil supply but made sure it doesn't leak out."

"Perfect...The fully cold engine must be why the car isn't turning right..."

"Just drive slowly and I guarantee you'll be just fine, cuz when the swerving happens just stop and fix the car's position on the road, It's that easy." Thorax looked at his watch. "Well...not that easy...you have 25 minutes left, I recommend you get out of here right now!"

"Right Right...thanks again Thorax, but don't think that'll get you out of the conversation..." Spike backed the car up and slowly began to drive back to the race track.

Spike drove even carefully than before around Manticore through the night. The car sputtering and swerving a few times cause of Thorax's work. He finally made it back to the race track and drove it slowly into the garage where Sharp Twist was waiting for him, but when he did a loud screech was heard, making both men's eyes widen.

The drake quickly got out of the car. "Oh no no no no, please..." He looked at where the car scraped and saw there was a huge noticeable scratch on the paint job. "NO!!! GOD DAMN IT!!"

Sharp snapped at him. "Dude! What the fuck?! We said 'don't get the car scratched'!!" Spike turned to him.

"Oh fuck you!! You try driving a fucked up slippery sports car!"

"Whatever! What are we gonna do?!"

"Can you buff it out?"

"Do I look like a fucking magician to you, kid?!"

"Um yeah? Didn't you forget that you're a..um how do you say...a UNICORN?!!?!?"

"There are no spells for buffing a car, smartass...even if there were those spells are only for mechanics, I'm just a security guard who as 2 minutes left on his shift."

Spike groaned in response, he then looked on a few shelves and found some red paint along with small brushes. "We're gonna have to cover it..."

"Does this look like an art project for you?! This is a car!"

"We have to do something! Now shut your trap and help me!" Sharp Twist growled and picked up a brush, quickly helping Spike paint over the scratch on the car, making sure that it is completely covered so no one will notice.

They then stopped and looked at the spot they painted, it didn't look half bad...well when you glance at it at least...if you stare at it long enough you'll know it's painted with paintbrushes.

"Well...better than nothing..." Spike said putting his brush down, Sharp Twist held up a finger towards him and his horn sparkled before it stopped. "I just accelerated the paint...its dry now."

"Alright...I better get out of here before the 2nd guard shows up...Have a good night!" Spike got into his blue Compact car that was nearby and quickly drove away into the night. He took out his cell phone and dialed Celestia's number.

"Spike...is it done?" Celestia asked.

"Yeah...it's done, but can I ask you something, ma'am?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Where did Thorax come into the picture with the gang?"

"Who?"

"The changeling at the mechanic? The one who I gave the race car to professionally sabotage?"

"Oh him...yeah let's just say he's another guy we helped just like you."

Spike turned a corner. "Another guy you helped?"

"Yes, he's been having trouble with some gangsters lately."

"Gangsters?"

"Yes, but these gangsters are lowlife, they harass him and destroy his shop, beat him up, ya know that kind of stuff...but I suggest you ask him the rest. Right now just worry about the race coming up and get some sleep, alright?"

Spike gave a single nod. "Yes, ma'am."

"Say hi to Barbera for me, she's a nice girl."

"That's my sister for ya." Spike hung up the phone and continued to drive back to Barb's house, so many things were circling in his mind.

What's gonna be the outcome of the race? Would the racer notice the scratch? But there was one main thing that had him wondering the most...

How the hell is Thorax working with The Solaris Sisters?

Author's Note

Sorry for the late update