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05/26/11(Thu)15:00 No.26278158>>26277827
With a thud, the cruiser's front guard tapped the rear bumper of the convertable. Snails gave the steering wheel a slight jiggle and sent the red car off balance for a moment. The pink passenger stood facing backward and stuck her tongue out, throwing another cupcake.
After a second of wobbling, the driver regained control and floored it, gaining only a little distance. Snails caught up quickly and tried to pull up next to them, but was blocked.
The two drivers wrestled for dominance for a few seconds. The pink passenger jumped into the backseat and rooted around, eventually coming up with a crate of some kind. "Snails, back off, I think those are molotovs!"
"Molowhats?" Snails asked as a bottle shattereed in front of his car, bursting into flame. He hit the breaks instinctively and fell back a few car lengths, but didn't stop. The pink one was readying another bottle, lighter in hoof. "Snips, time to pull out the big guns."
"Alright, this is my favorite part!" Snips rolled down his window and put on his shades before climbing halfway out. His horn glowed for a second before a bolt of electricity shot out of him, missing the opposing vehicle by feet. He concentrated again, but just before he fired, another molotov shattered in front of the car. Snails managed to dodge it, but his shot went wide.
The two cars danced back and forth for a few moments, the open highway giving them all the maneuvering room they needed. Snips fired again and again, working up a sweat. He hadn't done this in a while.
BANG! Snips looked up, that had done it. The last lightning bolt had struck a tire. The convertible shivered violently for a moment, and then the back end came out from under it. Snails had to brake to dodge some of the debris.
The red convertible spun sideways for a second, the bare rim finally catching the pavement. With a sickening scrape, the car dragged along the ground and flipped into the air. |
