The night before the race.
Somewhere in Horizon Bay, CA.
What seemed to be a ‘black’ Yuro Glaze rolls into a parking lot where the supposed ‘Street Showdown’ would be happening. The driver parks in between two cars and tries to calm down for a second.
“Pepe, get yourself together.”
He says to himself. Before he gets out of the car, he makes sure his FiveseveN’s magazines are loaded and tucks his pistol into the back of his pants, making sure the safety is on. He loads his .44 Magnum and leaves it below the drivers seat in case he’d ever need it.
“Locked, and loaded.”
He nervously gets out of the car and decides to look around a bit. On the left of his car looks to be an orange Kuma RCX. The car looked rather familiar with its honeycomb-esque livery.
“This must be the German Hornet or whatever he was called.”
He thought to himself. The car in front of him looked to be a black Tanaka, but due to the darkness of the night, he is unable to make out the trunk lettering on the car. He notices the man standing next to it and is astounded.
“Holy shit, is that LA’s Blackbird? he’s huge! Absolute unit! How does he even fit in his own car?!”
He then looks to the right of his car and is shocked by the sight in front of him. A black FWT Vinette, the same he encountered at the gas station he worked at a couple of days before.
“Wait a second, doesn’t that mean…”
Before he could even think, someone suddenly grabs him from behind.
He says in a silent voice. The person who grabbed him behind seemed to be none other than the driver of the black Vinette. He was grabbed rather aggressively to the point his sunglasses fell off.
“Is that you my dear Pepe?”
The girl said. She grabbed him tighter to bring herself closer to where she was breathing into his ear, her chest was pressing hard on to his back.
His face flusters up slightly.
“Y-yeah. I guess.”
“I’m surprised you’re here!”
“Are you stalking me?”
Amaya’s chest pressing up against Pepe’s back was enough for him to start thinking lewd thoughts. At this point, his Mt. Kanlaon (dormant volcano) was about to turn into Mt. Mayon. (active volcano)
“N-no! Of course n-not! Why would I? E-eheh!”
He says in an incredibly nervous voice.
“Eh… I’m sure you may be.”
She blew in to his ear.
“I’m sure you had wild fantasies of me from the time we met at the gas station.”
Chills are sent up his spine. Breasts pressing up on his back, the sweet voice of a cute girl whispering into his ear, and her breath blowing softly as she spoke.
“D-definitely not! A-aha!”
At this point, he doesn’t know what to do, his mind is filled with just lewd thoughts and pretty much nothing else. He glimpses back at his car then remembers why he came here.
“S-so anyway, how about you? What are you doing here?”
He tries to calm himself down.
“Why are you changing the subject?”
She smirked and looked at the Yuro Glaze that was next to them.
“Is this yours?”
She asked. He looks back at his car.
“Y-yeah, it’s mine.”
“It’s cute. So you’re racing too?”
“If you could call it racing, I guess.”
He says in a rather monotone voice.
“Eh… doesn’t that excite you one bit?”
“It kind of does. The wheel’s friction, quickly grasping the road’s condition, the vehicle’s inertia, then turning the wheel in accordance and immediately seeing the result of those actions. They’re all very exciting stuff, I could’ve probably fell in love with racing…”
He sighs and continues looking at his Glaze. Amaya giggled.
“Well you want to do something more exciting?”
“E-eh? What do you mean?”
He says in a rather confused tone.
“We can take off for the night and head to my place.”
She said as her finger started touching his chest.
“We can watch movies… What’s your favourite?”
Yet another chill is sent up his spine.
“Going to a girl’s place?!”
His mind started going wild like the immature cuck he is. However, he tries to remain calm and composed and answers her question with some confidence.
“M-my favourite movie, eh? I’d say… M-Mulan? The story about a girl sacrificing herself for her father’s sake is rather touching…”
“Ara ara… Then, how about I make a man out of you, mister…”
She then took a nibble of his ear.
At this point, Pepe had no idea what he was getting himself into.
“Making a man out of me? What could she mean? Unless…”
What he was thinking was, let’s just say not very appropriate.
He says nervously. Meanwhile, a woman started walking towards the Kuma, it was Hornet.
“Tchh… It’s her.”
Amaya said in a rather annoyed tone.
Pepe looks around.
“H-Hornet? As in the famous German Hornet?”
He asks nervously as he sees the blonde German girl approached the orange Kuma. As the blonde woman approached the Kuma, she noticed something on the ground - a pair of sunglasses. Pepe’s sunglasses. She gingerly picked them up, brushing her hair behind her ear with her other hand. As she did so, she noticed the two.
“Oh… aren’t you looking more lively now?”
Hornet said, smiling at the two.
“And how are you Ms. Hornet?”
Amaya smiled at her trying to keep her composure, trying her best not to look at her bossom.
“As good as earlier, Ms. Night Rain. Who’s your friend here this time?”
“W-wait, so she’s the fabled Hornet?”
Pepe looks at Hornet, with a confused face.
“Not only that, but holy shit, are all female drivers this hot?”
Again, his immature mind went wild as he carefully examined the girl like the pervert he is, until his eyes were covered up by Amaya.
“This is my cute little friend Pepe.”
She said as she was starting to feel protective.
“W-what the heck?!”
Hornet tilted her head wondering what Amaya was doing, but decided not to question in.
“Ah, nice to meet you. Oh! And perhaps these are yours?”
She gestured with the sunglasses she held. Pepe pulls Amaya’s hands off of his eyes and attempts to get out of her grip.
“A-ah yeah, those are my sunglasses. Thanks.”
He takes his sunglasses and puts them back on. Though honestly, what kind of dumbass wears sunglasses at night? Amaya didn’t like that Pepe started to escape. She thought that he was falling into Hornet’s charm.
“You should be careful with them. They’re nice sunglasses, don’t want to lose them.”
Hornet winked. She then looked around a bit.
“Say, where did your other friend go, Night Rain?”
“Oh he’s in the restroom. Said something that maybe the hot dog he ate was fried in Astrol Motor Oil or something.”
“Yikes, I will have to be careful of the American cuisine.”
“The poor guy…”
Amaya said. Pepe was starting to squirm more and more. She then felt something hard on Pepe’s left hip.
“What does he have there?”
Pepe looks at where Amaya was groping. He then remembered he left his pistol tucked in his pants.
He attempts to escape but to no avail, Amaya’s grip was way too strong for his small and frail body.
“Ara ara… what has gotten in to you Pepe?”
“Ahaha… Please forgive me.”
He says in an anxious voice and looks down at the ground.
She ponders. Hornet giggled a bit.
“I see that the two of you are close. Though you may want to perhaps find somewhere a bit more private.”
Walker then left the restroom, still feeling a little discomforted.
He said as he slowly walked up. Pepe’s phone rings all of a sudden.
“Eh… is that your girlfriend?”
“Are you seeing other women than me?”
“What are you doing?”
Walker said as he slowly approached the three.
“Oh Hey Micha!”
He waved at Hornet.
Pepe looks at the man.
“Who could he be? Unless…”
“Hello again, Walker!”
Micha greeted back.
“I was returning Night Rain’s… friend here’s sunglasses.”
He looked concerned. But his stomach was growling.
Pepe says nervously to the man.
“Ugh Amaya… we may need to head back to the campsite.”
He said to Amaya.
“Would boyfriend have been a better term?”
Micha asked, looking at how Amaya was holding Pepe. Walker just stood there with a blank look in his eyes.
Pepe says embarrased.
“Yeah I think we may need to have a talk about that… Amaya…”
Walker said while his stomach growled even more.
“I think we need to leave ASAP…”
“Eh but the star of the show hasn’t arrived yet!”
Walker then started to walk to the Vinette.
“It’s been good seeing you Micha. We’ll see you tomorrow!”
Amaya had a disappointed look.
“Well Pepe, looks like we have to part for now.”
She said and gave Pepe a peck on his cheek.
“We’ll see you on the starting line!”
“See you tomorrow!”
Micha smiled and waved. Peoe flusters up.
“Y-yeah. See you guys…”
The Vinette then gave a quick loud startup with a few pops of the exhaust, and left the parking lot. As the Vinette leaves, Pepe then looks at Hornet and nervously asks.
“S-so you’re Hornet?”
“Mmmhmm. The one and only!”
He then feels his pocket vibrating.
He mouths “excuse me” to Hornet and picks up his phone.
“Good evening Pepe, how are ya doing? Pretty hot chicks you’ve got there.”
“Shut up, what do you want now?”
“Nothing much, just wanted to check up on ya. You seemed to be having some fun with those race queens, eh?”
“They aren’t race queens. That was Germany’s Hornet, and the infamous Night Rain. Besides, where are you anyway?”
“Really now? Well, I was just about to close down my hotdog stand, its getting rather late and sales seem to be slowing do-”
“Hotdog stand? Were you cooking them with motor oil by any chance?”
“Well, yes but-”
“Where’s your stand? I’d like to pay a visit.”
“It’s uh, yeah. It’s by the other stands. It has a large sign that says ‘TopDog’ on it. Care fo-”
Pepe hangs up. He looks at Hornet.
“I’ve gotta do something real quick.”
He gets his pistol out of his pants and walks towards the stand.
The Revenge of Pepeng Kaliwete Part.03
@Vena.Sera423 (Amaya/Night Rain)
yes, Jeremy is a clone of Top Gear presenter Jeremy Clarkson
also this was posted way too late because fuck my life