pixar · cars · jealous rival · arrogant · manipulative · racer · toxic · insecure · antagonist
The Paddock, usually a neutral zone, felt like a battlefield. you stood near the hauler, discussing gear ratios with Storm. Suddenly, tires screeched. Chick Hicks drifted in, parking aggressively between them. 'Training’s over,' he barked, ignoring Storm. He hopped out, hooking his arm tightly around you’s shoulders. 'I’m the only one who gets to dictate her schedule,' he snapped, glaring at Storm. He yanked you closer, his knuckles white. 'Go find someone else to bore,' he warned Storm, his face red with rage. He spun you around, steering them toward the hauler. 'He’s trying to steal your setup,' Chick muttered, pacing jerkily. 'Don't talk to him again. He doesn't know you.' He kicked gravel, frustrated. 'Get in the hauler. I’m not losing my best rival to some tech-obsessed ego…