117All right, everybody. You've asked and so, you shall receive. *Drum roll* Here is the first Cars movie, but featuring my OC, Fudge Rossi-Topolino, adoptive daughter of Luigi and Guido and Radiator Springs's only resident human. In hindsight, maybe I should've done this before Cars 2. *Shrugs* Oh, well.
This'll be a little different to the version I originally wrote because some of the first few chapters appeared in a couple of my Tales From Radiator Springs stories (i.e. Fudge Day and The Fabulous Hudson Hornet) and Lightning McQueen doesn't even show up until chapter ten. However, here, there will be about three or four introductory chapters that take place about six months before the first movie and then we'll get into the movie.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Cars, but I don't think Pixar are ready to give it up to me (they haven't replied to my emails! XD) However, I do own Fudge and a couple more OCs, who will be appearing in the story.
Okay, I'll shut up now and let you enjoy the story (I hope you do!).
Life Could Be a Dream
Chapter 1- Meet Fudge Rossi-Topolino
Her name was Brittney Rossi-Topolino. Only it was extremely rare that anybody called her that. For the most part, everyone called her Fudge because she was so sweet. Sweet-looking with curly brown hair, blue eyes and she was really short. And she was so sweet-acting with an obvious love for everyone around her.
But there was something unusual about her. She was a human girl living in a small town of cars named Radiator Springs in Arizona. Although humans and vehicles co-existed, it was unusual to only have one human in a town of cars. But Fudge didn't care. The cars of Radiator Springs were her family and she loved them immensely.
First, there were her adoptive fathers, Luigi Topolino, the yellow Fiat and Guido Rossi, the blue forklift. Mater, the rusty, dented, buck-toothed tow truck, was like her older brother. The town's judge and doctor, Doc Hudson, a cobalt blue Hudson Hornet, had always been like a grandfather to her while Lizzie, the elderly black Model T, was like a grandmother to her. Plus, Fudge saw the rest of the townsfolk as her aunts and uncles. There was Flo, the mint green show car; her husband, Ramone, the Lowrider, who was always changing colour; Fillmore, the light green Volkswagen hippie van, decorated with flowers and the word PEACE and other similar things; Sarge, the green army Jeep; Sheriff, the black and white Mercury Police Cruiser; Red, the town's shy fire truck (the gentle giant, so to speak) and, Radiator Springs's most recent arrival, Sally Carrera, the baby blue Porsche, who arrived two years prior.
So, what happened to Fudge's human family? Nobody was sure. Fudge was born when Luigi and Guido found her mother in labour just outside of town. They helped her get to Doc's clinic, she gave birth to Fudge and even named her, only to abandon her a few hours later! Luckily, Guido and Luigi took care of her and officially adopted her when she was five months old. While they kept her first name, they changed her last name to both of theirs.
However, Fudge was unaware of her abandonment and her family planned to keep it that way for as long as possible. She was just so young, happy and innocent. But one day, a cold, day in the December in which she was only five years old, all of that changed...
"Hi, everyone!" she greeted the others as she skipped happily over to Flo's V8 Café as she did every single morning.
The cars all glanced up from their morning oil. "Hi, Fudge!" they returned her greeting warmly.
"Here you go, honey!" Flo added, giving her some cereal and juice.
"Grazie!" Fudge replied, tucking into her breakfast. Being adopted by Italians meant that Fudge also learned her fathers' native language. She was only five, but she was already pretty good at it.
"So, what are your plans for today, Miss Fudge?" Sally wanted to know.
"Playing!" the child announced with a big smile on her face. "It's cold today. Do you think it's gonna snow?"
The others smiled.
"Not today, kiddo", Sheriff informed her ruefully. "Maybe later in the month."
"How long until Christmas? How many days?"
"Christmas ain't for nearly another month", Doc replied.
"But you should start thinking about what you want", Luigi added, kissing his daughter.
Though, Luigi was actually nervous as he and the others always were around Christmas and Fudge's birthday. What if she wanted something really expensive? The townsfolk weren't exactly poor, but with a lack of business in their town, they couldn't afford really expensive things either.
It was one of the many reasons why they worried about her living in Radiator Springs. There was also the fact that her social interactions were very limited and didn't include any of her own species. Sometimes, they wondered (and worried) if she would be better off living somewhere else, but they were far too attached to let her go now.
Besides, when they saw that big, beautiful smile on her face, they knew that they must be doing something right.
"You can't get me, you can't get me!" Fudge taunted her car family as she leapt up and started to run around, trying to get away from them all.
"I wouldn't be too sure about that if I were you!" Sarge informed her with a grin as he and the others all began to chase after her.
"Can't catch me!" she hollered, tearing down Main Street. "Can't catch Fudgie!"
"Is that what you think, Fudgie?" Luigi asked her teasingly as he chased her (going easy on her, of course, because she was only a little human girl, who couldn't go as fast as her car family).
She nodded completely seriously. "Yep."
"Not if we can help it!" Sheriff replied.
For ten minutes, Fudge ran away and dodged through her family to avoid them grabbing her. Everyone was laughing like crazy, especially Fudge herself. However, it didn't take long after that ten minute mark for her to slow down. She was clearly out of breath. So, she had another idea.
"Close your eyes and count to a hundred!" the five-year-old ordered the others.
They all smiled and obeyed.
She ran as fast as possible while exhausted to hide from them all, ducking behind the Stanley statue.
"Ninety-seven... ninety-eight... ninety-nine... One hundred!" They all opened their eyes and looked around to find a lack of Fudge.
"Where did she go?" Luigi wondered.
"I sure hope nothing happened to her", Doc remarked with a smile.
"Me too", Luigi agreed. "Poor Fudgie, lost and all alone."
"Well", Sheriff announced, "let's go find her."
The cars all drove around, calling out her name, but Fudge refused to come out of her hiding place. The little girl just knelt there, giggling. Everyone heard her, but they pretended not to.
"Where could she be?" Luigi quizzed the others.
"I don't know, man", Fillmore replied. "Maybe she disappeared."
"Maybe..." Mater paused dramatically. "Maybe the ghostlight got her."
"Mater!" Sheriff scolded. "Don't mock the ghostlight!"
"But you done said not to tell Fudge about the ghostlight!" Mater protested. "She don't know the dangers!"
Fudge's eyes widened. She'd never heard of the ghostlight (Sheriff had insisted that Fudge was too young for the ghostlight) and didn't like the sound of it.
So, she ran to her family, horrified. "Here I am, here I am!"
"I got Fudge!" Luigi announced, laughing as she scooped his daughter onto his hood. "I got Fudge!"
"Oh, no!" the five-year-old shouted, but she was giggling. Then she stopped. "What's the ghostlight?"
There was some hesitation from the group.
"I'll tell you when you're older", was Sheriff's eventual reply.
"Let's keep playing hide-and-seek!" Fudge requested.
"Okay!" everyone agreed.
Hide-and-seek went on for a couple of hours before the adults informed the little girl that they were only going to have one more round, so they could all start working or doing whatever it was that they had to do.
Since it was the last round, Fudge knew that she had to make this hiding place a good one. So, when she spotted the tree in Fillmore's yard, she got the perfect idea of where to hide.
"Ready or not, here I come!" Ramone, who was the seeker, announced.
He drove up and down Main Street, looking in all directions. And when he saw a flash of brown hair in the tree, he rose up on his hydraulics, squinting.
"Found Fudge!" he announced.
Everyone who had been found by that point crowded around the tree, impressed that Fudge had managed to get herself up there.
"It was easy!" she declared with a grin.
"Well, come on down now, you little monkey!" Doc chuckled.
So, Fudge slid over to the edge of the branch nervously. It was a long way down. "I don't think I can!"
"You got up there, kiddo", Sheriff reasoned. "You can get down."
"No I can't!" she insisted.
"Why not?"
"I'm scared!"
The cars on the ground looked at each other and sighed.
"All right, Fudge!" Doc called up to her. "We're gonna go find Red! You just hold on! We'll be back as soon as we can!"
"Okay..."
Unfortunately, however, when they called out to Red, saying that they needed him, the fire truck thought it was just a joke to get him to come out of hiding. But when he found out that they were serious and Fudge needed help, he felt bad. Still, in the end, he got her down from the tree with his ladder.
"Thanks, Red!" Fudge shouted happily as she jumped down from his ladder.
Red just smiled.
"All right, kiddo", Doc announced, sounding very serious. "Do you know what happens now?"
Fudge shook her head nervously. "No."
"You're about to find out", he declared, nodding ever so slightly at Sally.
"Fudgie gets... tickled!" The Porsche immediately launched into the task of tickling the child and the other residents followed suit, amid giggles and squeals from Fudge.
"Stop! Stop!" she cried.
"Okay, honey!" Flo laughed after a while. "We'll stop. And guess what! I'm gonna make cookies for us to have at lunchtime!"
"Cookies?!" Fudge repeated. "Can I help?!"
"If it's okay with your dads", Flo replied, looking at the two Italian cars.
"It is fine", Luigi assured her with a smile.
"Yay!" Fudge cheered. "We're gonna make cookies!"
And so they did. Actually, Flo really let Fudge do most of the work. The ex show car just guided her and only helped with stuff that a five-year-old shouldn't really be doing like breaking the eggs and putting them in the oven and taking them out.
"This is fun!" Fudge declared with a huge grin, mixing all of the ingredients. She was covered in dough.
Flo smiled at her. "Yeah? This is fun, honey?"
The child nodded. "Now, can we add in the chocolate chips?"
"We sure can." The former show car handed Fudge the packet of chocolate chips. "Put in as many as you want."
As soon as the words were out of Flo's mouth, Fudge dumped the entire packet in. Flo had been about to scold her, but decided against it. They were her cookies.
And by lunchtime, they were ready. Once everyone had finished eating their main, Fudge brought forward a plate of cookies. She was grinning with pride.
"Anybody want a cookie?" she offered sweetly.
Everyone did, except for Sarge and Fillmore. The latter refused to "poison himself with unnatural ingredients" while the former just wasn't the candy and cookies type. So, Fudge passed the plate around, allowing the others to each take one.
"Thanks, Fudge", they all thanked the child as they took a cookie.
"They look good", Ramone remarked.
"They smell good too", Sheriff added.
Luigi was the first one to take a bite. "And they taste good."
Flo smiled. "Fudge did most of the work", she informed them.
"Yeah, I did!"
"Well, they are good", Luigi repeated.
"(Delicious)", Guido added. (AN: You'll know this if you've read my other works, but a quote in brackets like this is supposed to be said in Italian.)
"They taste great!" the rest of the townsfolk chimed in.
Fudge beamed.
"Though, they are very chocolatey", Doc commented.
"Flo said I could put in as much chocolate as I wanted!" Fudge explained.
Doc smirked. "Uh-huh. And just how much did you put in?"
"The whole packet", Flo answered before Fudge could.
The old Hudson Hornet rolled his eyes, but he was still grinning.
After lunch, everyone was busy, but that was okay. Fudge could amuse herself for the afternoon. She spent a while watching cartoons before starting a new project. Fudge loved to write stories and draw pictures to go with them and she wanted to create a new one for her family. So, she spent hours on it, making sure that it was perfect...
...Even working on it during dinner at Flo's.
"What are you working on, Fudge?" Flo wanted to know, giving the little girl a plate of food.
"It's a surprise", she announced seriously, not looking up from her work. She had one arm shaking back and forth as she held a crayon and the other one wrapped tightly around the paper in front of her, so nobody could see it. Crayons and markers of all different colours were scattered all around her.
"Okay", Flo agreed with a smile.
"Just be careful, Fudgie", Luigi cautioned. "I don't think you want to get food over it."
"I'll be careful!" she promised.
"Done!" she sang half an hour later, dropping the marker triumphantly.
"Done?" Luigi repeated.
His daughter nodded. "Yep. I just finished another story."
"That's great", the cars all proclaimed sincerely.
"Do you guys wanna hear it?"
"Of course!" was the collective response.
"Okay!" Fudge cleared her throat and began, only stopping to show them all the pictures.
"'Once upon a time, there was a little girl. Her name was Fudge and she lived in a town called Radiator Springs. She lived with her daddies, Luigi and Guido, who were the best daddies in the whole wide world.'"
The two Italians smiled.
"'Then there was Doc... Sarge... Fillmore... Sheriff... Flo... Ramone... Red... Lizzie... Mater... and Sally." She had drawn each car on a different page. "'They all loved Fudgie very much. They played games with her. They read stories to her and they always loved and took care of her. Fudge was a very happy girl to live in Radiator Springs.'"
By then, they were all smiling.
"'But there was one thing that Fudge didn't like. When she had to have needles.'" She glared at Doc to make sure that it had an effect (she was still holding a grudge over having one the day before). "'But one day, when Fudge had to have a needle, she ran away and hid in Doc's garage where she found something very special.'"
"What did she find?" Luigi wanted to know.
"'She found a tr-'"
"Well, Fudge!" Doc cut in before she could finish. "That was a very nice story."
"But I didn't finish reading it!" the little girl protested.
"I know, but we gotta get goin' if you wanted to look at stars tonight", the Hudson Hornet pointed out. "Didn't you wanna go and do that tonight?"
"Yeah!" Fudge agreed enthusiastically. "Just let me put this away!" She ran home and put her latest story away.
While she was gone, everyone looked to Doc questioningly. Why did he interrupt her story? Nobody knew that Doc was actually once the Fabulous Hudson Hornet, a racing legend. Nobody except Fudge, that was. She'd found his racing trophies a year prior when she hid in his garage to avoid having a shot. He'd told her about how he used to be a race car and begged her not to tell, but it was hard for a four/five-year-old to keep a secret. So, he would actually pay her not to tell. And whenever he knew she was about to mention it, he would interrupt her before she could say it. If not, he would insist that it was some kind of game between the two of them. He didn't like the idea of the biggest blabbermouth in town (a title Fudge shared with Mater) knowing his biggest secret, but there was nothing he could do about it.
When it got dark, Fudge lay back on her blanket, gazing up at the sky.
"Pretty!" she commented, staring at all of the stars.
"Yeah", her family agreed.
Every now and then, the townsfolk liked to go out into the desert and look at the stars. They often chose the best nights to go, so they could see lots of shooting stars. It was so magical. Fudge thought that shooting stars were beautiful, but she never once made a wish. She had everything she could ever want already.
Luckily, they saw a lot of shooting stars before Luigi and Guido decided that it was time to take Fudge home to put her in the bath and to bed.
"But I'm having so much fun!" Fudge protested.
"Well, you can have fun with everyone again tomorrow", Luigi promised. "But now, it is late and you should be in bed."
Reluctantly, Fudge hugged and kissed everyone goodnight before following her fathers back to Luigi's Casa Della Tires for the night.
By the time Guido was carrying Fudge off to bed after being bathed, put into pyjamas and having her hair and teeth brushed. she was just about falling asleep. After all, she'd had a busy day of playing hide-and-seek, baking cookies with Flo, writing a new story and gazing at the stars. However, she couldn't sleep without Moo-Moo, the stuffed cow Guido and Luigi had bought her when she was born. So, the two Italians tucked her into bed, gave her Moo-Moo and read her a story.
"Good night, Fudgie", Luigi whispered softly, closing the book. "Sweet dreams." He kissed her repeatedly. First on the top of the head, followed by her left cheek, right cheek, nose and finally on the lips, Fudge kissing him back when he got to her lips.
"(Sleep well)", Guido added. "(We will see you in the morning.)" He kissed her in the same places and in the same order as Luigi just had. Like she did with Luigi, Fudge had returned the kiss on the lips.
Fudge closed her eyes and it wasn't long before she was fast asleep. Her fathers smiled at their daughter and at each other before driving out of her room. Not a day went by where they didn't consider themselves blessed to have her. Sometimes, they thought back to that fateful evening when they'd come back from shopping in Ashgrove to find her mother in labour by the side of the road and wondered how different things would be if they never found her. For them and for her. If it wasn't for that lifechanging day, they would probably be doing what they had been doing before. Just waiting in town for business to arrive, their hopes fading away. They didn't even wanna think about where Fudge would be if it wasn't for them. They were just happy they had her and they sometimes even wondered what they could've possibly done to deserve her.
Little did they know, their lives were about to take a dramatic turn...
Wow! I'm impressed that I was able to get this much! I really struggled with writing this. I just thought I'd let you guys get a glimpse of what normal life is like for Fudge at this point before we dive into the drama of the story.
Please review. Reviews are my Cruz Ramirez. They're what motivate me.
