Speed King

The once purple-golden haze of the sun had died out, and was now replaces was a dark blue sky. The moon shone brightly in Griffon Stone, as most of the citizens had gone to bed, well, all except for those in south Goldonia: the second city that never sleeps.

In a large alleyway, filled with various, cars two racers were beginning their competition. From the sleepy suburbian-city, Accelerator, known formally under the moniker of Carrot Cake, got into his car, which was a Neighsan Z-Car, and prepared for his competition, with Will doing the same. However, the worry he felt from the plane ride over began to grow, It's been so long since I've ridden in these, after disappearing from the racing scene and starting a family, Accelerator was more accustomed to Minivans and compact cars than the stick shift of the car he was sitting in.

However, that did not deter the lanky stallion, as he buckled his seat-beal and both physically, and mentally, prepared himself, I can do this...I can do this, he repeated in his head multiple times.

On the sidelines of this race were four of the 'Mane Six', huddled in a small circle as various griffons were crowded around them. "Gosh," Applejack uttered, shocked by the turnout of this race, "I wasn't expecting for there to be so many griffons."

Rainbow, who was hovering over the farmgirl, criticized the mare, "Well duh," she began "Accelerator's in the race, any racing fan would sell their soul just to see this! Like this one time..." unexpectedly, Rainbow began her constant experiences with certain races she attended.

As the farmgirl absentmindedly nodded to her friend's ramblings, she noticed Rarity looking down with a saddened expression on her face; Twilight also noticed this, and asked the white mare in a concerned tone, "Everything alright Rarity?" she asked.

"it's just," she paused and then looked straight into her friend's eyes "Twilight dear, do you think I'm racist?"

The librarian was taken aback by her friends accusive question, "Rarity," she began " of course not, why would you say that?"

Rarity sighed before explaining herself "What I said about that taxi driver, that fact that something as despicable, and crude was in my vocabulary, I shouldn't have even thought of that word, to begin with."

With a concerned look on her face, Twilight placed her hoof around the fashionista," Rarity it's not your fault," she consoled "It was just the heat of the moment, not to mention the trip here was pretty long." Twilight then pointed to both Spike and Rainbow Dash, "Besides, if you were racist, why would you hang out with Spike, Rainbow, and the rest of the girls-" she turned to her assistant, "right Spike?"

The aforementioned assistant did not answer her, but instead, gazed longingly at a female griffon who almost had the same figure as the girl griffon that attacked the Cake's shop; wide hips, a slightly curvy figure, and the same small beak. The only difference between her and the other griffon was that the feather part of her body was gray, while the lion part was black.

The one thing that peaked Spike's interest was the griffon's round backside, as he's said before to his 'many' guy friends, he was an ass man. through and through. His crush with Rarity seemed almost non-existent as she stared at her rump, slightly mesmerized by it, "Damn," he muttered under his breath, biting his lower lip in desire.

"Spike?"

"Suga', when'd ya get so, fly,"

"Spike!"

Spike suddenly snapped back to reality, quickly looking around his surroundings, before turning to an annoyed Twilight, "Wha, I wasn't doing anything," Spike stuttered out of fear of being caught.

Twilight glared at her assistant with suspiciously "Right," she said in a doubtful tone "Anyways I was just trying to comfort Rarity about that outburst back at Gilda's restaurant, but," she turned to see what the drake was looking at, "you seemed to be really focused on that griffon."

Intrigued by the conversation, Rainbow ended her ramblings and interjected "Were you checking her out?" she questioned as she lowered herself to Spike.

Defensively, he put his hands up in a waving motion, "I-It's not like that," he said nervously.

While this was happening, Rarity, who overheard the conversation, sprouted an idea that elated the mare, By supporting Spikes infatuation with that griffon, in some way, I'll become culturally diverse if the two become friends, and as such, would allow me to spend time with her in order to better myself, she giggled at her plan Rarity you genius! Rarity cleared her throat as she made her way towards the nervous drake "Oh Spike," she began "I think it's perfectly fine for you to have a crush on that griffon ."

Rainbow Dash smirked, "That's funny, considering your little outburst,"

The white unicorn turned to the mare with a slightly offended look "Hey, I'll have you know that-"

Before she could continue her defense, Pinkie quickly shushed her, " Shh, the race is about to start!"

Most the group looked back towards the street where the cars were parked, while Spike turned his attention towards the griffon, who seemed to be having some kind of argument with a muscular, male griffon. At first, they were casting glares at one another, but soon they began yelling at each other, and soon, the male griffon forcefully grabbed the female's wrist.
Displeased by this, Spike went into defense mode and quickly ran over to the other side of where the argument was occurring.

The girls were seemingly unaware of the dragon's sudden disappearance.

Squeezing through the horizontal gaps of the street bumpers, Spike jogged towards the two griffons and stepped in the middle of the two, pushing them away from one another, "Hey you two," he called out "break it up!"

The male griffon, who on closer inspection, had a tattoo of some random rock band on his left bicep, glared down at the short, teenage, dragon. "Piss-off pipsqueak," he said, growling in irritation as he pushed the drake aside, "This is between me and my girl,"

His supposed girlfriend glared at the griffon, "Oh don't you 'girl' me you ass," still glaring at the muscular griffon, she quickly walked over to the drake, "After this race is done, we are so over!" To get back at her boyfriend, she wrapped her arms around the drake. Said dragon was blushing because of her warm embrace.

Spike became slightly giddy by her embrace, Holy crap!

The griffon stared at his former mate with a somewhat shocked, before turning to the flustered dragon with seething anger, "You sonovabitch," he grabbed the dragon by the collar of this button-up shirt, and then pushed him against the wall in a rough manner, "I'm gonna enjoy beatin' the hell outta you!"

As the griffon rose his fist to prepare his assault, Spike looked around fretfully for any means of escape, his wings frantically flapping in distress, Com' on Spike think, think! While his head swiveled, his direction turned to that of his friends, who were looking at Accelerator with excited, yet worried, eyes, Bingo! "Listen here shit-for-brains," Spike insulted the raging griffon "if you don't put me down, and walk away from the lady, your gonna have a bad time with my gang!"

The griffon, who had Spike high up against the wall, became suddenly pale at the dragon's words, "You don't mean," he began to breathe heavily, shaking in fright, "You're with the 'Diamond Scale gang'!

Spike stared back at the terrified griffon in confusion, "What are talking about-" Spike stopped mid-sentence as he realized why the griffon was shaken in fear, The Scale Gang, Spike thought; the notoriously violent gang that terrorizes the southeast of the Dragon-Lands, he must think I'm with them. A wide, evil smirk, grew on his face, might as well take advantage of this opportunity. "I-I mean, that's right," the dragon uttered out, proudly, "and If you don't step away from the lady," Spike closed in on the petrified griffon's face "Let's just say having your wing cut off will be the least of your problem."

With that threat in mind, the muscular griffon quickly released the dragon and ran out of the alleyway, completely forgetting his significant other. Once the griffon was out of view, Spike turned to the female griffon, "Hey, are you alright?" he asked.

The griffon, in question, smiled at the dragon, "Yeah I'm fine," she assured him. She then bent down to his height as to get a better look at her quote, unquote, savior, "thanks for getting rid of that guy, he was an asshole anyways," she said in a thankful tone, and then introduced herself "My name is Lynda by the way."

"Name's Spike,"

Lynda looked at Spike in confusion, "You mean you're the dragon that saved the Crystal Empire?" she asked doubtfully.

Spike then began slightly sweating, in fear that she would figure out his charade, "Uh," he paused, trying to conjure up a random story, Think spike, think! "Yeah, I just happened to be there for some..reconnaissance with the boys, some crystal pony though he could get away without paying," he hunched over and punched his palm, "Well we'll see how he's gonna pay when he's nothing more than crystal shards!"

The griffon's eyes widened in excitement when she heard that, "Oh," she gasped with fake shock, " so I'm guessing' your the guy that does all of the dirty work?"

"Well," Spike began as he popped his collar, "I think dirty's an understatement."

Before he could notice it, Lynda wrote down her phone number and handed it to the drake, "I'm checking out of my hotel after this, but, if you still wanna hang out, just call me, 'kay?"

Spike didn't know how to feel at this moment, the lovestruck dragon looked up at the griffon with a dumb-smile, "O-okay," without saying a word, the two turned back to the track seeing that the race was about to begin, as both cars were revving.

"Ladies and gentlemen, chicks of all ages," he announced, "I welcome you to the most spectacular, out of this world, bat-shit exciting event!" The announcer walked out, microphone in hand, he wore a blue long-sleeved jersey, a pair of overtly red sunglasses, and a large pair of headphones around his neck, "To my right we have our boy, Will!" hearing that name, the crowd exploded in applause, while the name six, and spike, were booing him, "And to my left-" he turned to accelerator's car "We have the stallion, the myth, the legend; all the way from New Mane City! Accelerator!" The young griffon announced, elongating the name; the crowd once again made an uproar of an applause.

After he announced the two opponents, Maria walked from the sidelines, and into the far middle path between the two cars, "You boys know the rules," she announced, "the first one back here wins-" she quickly held up the white starting cloth, "are you ready?"

The two racers glared at one another at one another, with Will grinning greatly at Accelerator, "You ready?"

"Three!"

The yellow stallion turned his head slowly towards the smirking griffon and continued staring at him.

"Two!"

"As I'll ever be."

"One!"

Will's grin grew as he continued to rev his car, "Then bring it, old man!"

"Go!" Maria quickly flew out of the way as the two cars sped off.

Will Vs. Accelerator (Griffon Stone)

The two raced down the alley, their engines revving with such vibrato. Both were neck-and-neck, pressing hard on the pedal as their speeds reached almost 100. Finally exiting the alleyway, the two found themselves in a conveniently abandoned part of the town. Although it was abandoned, it was not entirely closed to the public.

Accelerator pressed hard on the pedal, "Holy shit," he exclaimed, "I haven't felt like this in years!" The two raced through the empty city, exceeding speeds of almost one-hundred and ten. A quick turn curve in the road was soon headed for the two racers, while both were prepared, Accelerator still felt the same unease that plagued him when he before the start of the race. The two quickly turned their steering-wheels and successfully completed the turn, now with Will taking the lead.

"Dammit," Accelerator cursed himself, "I need to catch up!" Although slowly, but surely, the lanky earth pony was slowly catching up to the griffon, pressing harder and harder on the pedal

The wide grin that was plastered on Will's face was soon diminishing as he looked in his rear-view mirror and saw that the famous racer was slowly catching up to him, "The shit is this!?" The griffon shouted in anger as the stallion grew closer, 'He's getting too close, I need to lose him,' as the young racer turned to face the road, he saw a fork in the path; on one path, it leads to a cliffside that mostly truckers or other large vehicles would use, to the right was generally safer and lead to a large park that most would go to during the summer. "Heh," the smirk on Will's face grew once more, "I think it's time to that bastard a little-" Will then drove past the warning sign that specifically to drivers that it was only for larger vehicles, "culter shock."Fortunately, of the schemeful griffon, the old racer did not see the sign and followed him.

By the time they were out on the cliffside road, nicknamed, Black-hole road because of its two-lane only function, Accelerator's eyes widened with shock, "W-what the hell are we doing on this road!" he exclaimed.

As the two continued to drive, by this point they were now on the outskirts of the quiet city, and entered the cliffside of the track; while Will continued to drive with great determination, Accelerator, on the other hand, began to feel the unease rise in him, this what I was worried about, he lamented, all this danger- coming up upon the two was another sharp turn, and while Will turned successfully without missing a beat, the baker had to slow down in order to make the turn, giving the griffon another lead, this is exactly why I left this game, suddenly something caught Accelerator's eye, to his right outside the car, was a large billboard displaying a happy, smiling, griffon family enjoying their day at the park, "But-" Accelerator then pressed his hoof on the gas, memories of his wife and children flooding back, "I'm doing it for them!" Fully determined, Accelerator prepared for any obstacle the approached him

Looking back at his rear-view mirror, the headlights of Accelerator's car were growing in his mirrors, causing Will to grin greatly, "Gotcha, bitch!" Driving around a curve, Will was met with another fork in the path, this time, however, the first path had a large empty gap in the road that, even with the speed of about 200, would surely be the end for any racer, the second, was a path that lead to a long road that, when the two merge once more, would eventually lead back to the city, and towards the entry alleyway.

Grinning greatly, Will opened the sunroof to his car, stuck not just his head, but his whole upper body outside the top, setting the car into autopilot, and extended his large wings out and with the help of a sudden gust of wind, it almost appeared as if he was actually lifted his car, and flew over the large gap, and onto the rest of the road.

Accelerator immediately stopped his car after seeing the griffon's amazing feat, his mouth was agape at the sight, but said amazement was short-lived, once he realized what had happened, "Ah, shoot," he cursed himself. Looking to his right, he saw the longer path, and unaware of the distance of this road, decided to take it.

I had almost seemed like a good hour or so after the two competitors split off from each other, unaware of each other actions, Accelerator continued on the long path, slowly reaching the lights of the city streets where he and Will would meet up, "It's almost been an hour," he complained as he drove through the forest trail, rows, and acres of trees aligned perpendicular to the road, creating an almost smooth path, "Was this part of his plan, he'd take the high road and I'd take the low road?"

After the last bit of trees, Accelerator finally made it back to the streets where the race had begun, his moment of joy was short-lived, however, once he saw that Will had also made it, and was closer to the alleyway than the stallion, Oh no you don't'! pressing hard on the accelerator, and gripping the wheel tight, the baker rushed out of the forest trail and o the streets, where he had almost caught up with the griffon's car.

Racing through the entry of the alleyway, the two were neck-and-neck, and were nearing the finish line,
The announcer, bombastic voice and all quickened his commentary, "Ohh, shit it's neck-and-neck!" he announced with great excitement.

The two racers were nearing the finish line, but as they were, something in Accelerators mind caused him to reinstate his worry from before, It's been nearly a good thirty, hell, maybe forty years since he'd done this, although he knew the basics of the race, there was still something caused to become cautious, almost to cautious, "W-wait, how do I break again?"

"It's Accel" the announcer shouted at the stallion drove a bit ahead of the griffon, Will as so did the same, as he drove a bit ahead, "it's Will!"

With the finish line only some minutes away, Will grew a grin on his face, "Time to go turbo." as he said that he pressed a small blue button on the side of his steering wheel, and in a matter of seconds, Will got a full lead in front of the stallion.

"Wait, what!?" Accelerator shouted in shock at the griffon's sudden gust of speed. Before he could even think of any last action solution, or even blink for that matter, it was too late-

"And there you have it, folks," the party griffon announce, "Our boy, and undisputed champion, WILL is the winner!!!"

Using a parachute to stop his car, the Griffon's speed slowly went down, and with the use of this breaks, stopped the car altogether. As the griffon exited the car various griffon groupies ran onto the track, and ran towards the griffon, congratulating him immensely on his win, "Pfft, was there ever any doubt!" he said jokingly causing many of the griffon hens to laugh and giggle.

While the griffon was getting friendly with his groupies, Accelerator just sat there in the car, looking at the sight in front of him with a mix of shock, and confusion, I-I lost? he thought to himself, ignoring the four mares that ran up to his car.

"Um, Accelerator," Pinkie was the first to speak, "what happened there?"

"I-I don't know," he admitted, "all of a sudden it was like he got a second boost or something..."

"Its called turbo boost, retard." the group turned to see the victorious griffon with an armful of griffonesses,"You know you said you were the best drag racer in the world but-" he smirked, "I guess you can't teach an old bastard new tricks, huh?" the griffon, as well as his groupies, erupted with laughter, causing the group of ponies to cast him a dirty glance, especially from Rainbow Dash.

"First of all dumbass it 'you can't teach an old dog new tricks-"

"Hrmm," Will hummed at her correction with a grin, "I bet an old bitch , like you, would probably relate to something like that," he and his groupies once again laughed at his jest.

That was the last straw for the rainbow-maned pegasus, "Oh, you want me to be a bitch, huh," she shouted in anger, rolling up one of the sleeves of her sky-blue letterman's jacket "I'll show you how much of a bitch I am!"

Before he pegasus could even fly up to the griffon, she was stopped by a forceful yell, "Rainbow, stop," turning to the source of the voice, she saw Accelerator outside of his vehicle with a saddened look on his face, "It's not worth it."

The pegasus stared at the stallion with a shocked expression, "But-"

"I said it's not worth it!" he exclaimed, causing the pegasus to lower down to the ground, and simply glare daggers at the griffon.

"Ha," the griffon chortled, "You yapped on about how fucking loved the ultimate drag racer, but now that I'm the guy, you can't fucking stand me?"

"Your damn right I can't!" she yelled back at the griffon. Will simply shrugged and walked away from the dejected group, talking and laughing with his groupies along the way, "Let's just get back to our hotel,"

As the group was about to walk, Twilight turned back with a confused look, "Where's Spike?" she muttered to herself, as the group began pilling back into the now de-plated taxi car. Looking around, she saw the purple dragon chatting up a young griffon hen, What is he doing, "Spike," she called out to him, "Come on let's go!"

The purple dragon, as if on cue, turned his head, an expression of annoyance, and worry showed, dammit Twi, not now! Spike turned back to the griffon with slightly saddened eyes, "Sorry, I gotta go, it's a-" he paused for a bit, thinking of another lie, "recon' thing, I'm just staying with the princess because a certain somepony owes us," he crossed his arms in an attempt to look 'cool.'

The griffon hen giggled, "Well, just don't get too dirty when you're done-" she lowered down, and kissed the dragon on his cheek, "well the have fun, Spike," getting up, Lynda began walking out of the alleyway, leaving behind the love-struck drake.

Spike's longing gaze was interrupted, however, when Twilight called out for him again, "Spike!"

"Shit's sake," Spike muttered to himself, "Coming!" he quickly ran over to the group, phone in hand preparing for the griffon hen's number.