8 AM, somewhere in swedish Alabama
collaboration with @HermannMatern
Well, I think it is typical to end on the junkyard of history, if it´s a Wartburg. Thanks, Thomas, that you somehow managed to arrange a tasteful… funeral?
I persuaded the principal of the town that a Wartburg used in a competition in Sweden is a sign of unity and peace… so … it will decorate this roundabout for the next years to come. The terrible shape is also a sign that… well… our country was not supposed to last.
It really wasn´t, Thomas? Are you sure about that?
Definitely, I am. But you are right that not everything was shit. I hate that generalization. This Wartburg did great and now serves another purpose. No matter if we were popular, rich or beautiful. There will always be some trace of us somewhere, as long as we are remembered. Things have exactly the value you give to them, and this Wartburg was as pricelessly valuable as Chantys Kar… Ker… eh, that frog car. Let´s go, Klaus-Dieter, before I become sentimental.
Do I spot a tear, young fellow?
Damn, someone finally still calling me “young”… well, let´s now drive somewhere else, I got something to pick up. Do you still feel fit for driving?
Me? Of course. I am 80, not dead!
Meanwhile, Chanty is still very much overstrained with how the things turned out. Her father keeping secret how bad his health problems are, her boyfriend injured, the race not even finished and her beloved Kermit a piece of junk that could not be saved. Although she was on a good way of finally quitting smoking, she just thought… that it doesn´t matter anymore. But a friend she almost forgot about was there for help.
Rudolph? Is this you?
some elk noise
Damn, I must really be at my lowest if I really talk to an … ah, I don´t care. It´s good that you are here, Rudi. Let me hug you, please… you are so fluffy!
more elk noises
You brought your whole family with you to cheer me up? You are so special. I love you, too.
A bit later, Chanty finally said goodbye to the fluffy friends and returned to the cabin, just as two cars show up - one is Thomas´SUV, and behind it is a smaller blue car.
CHANTAL JOLINA NILFERT! You look terrible!
I know, but it´s also your genes…
I dont mean it that way, damn! I guess, you could need something positive things, to say it mildly… What kind of car would you like to replace Kermit?
Dad! Kermit is irreplaceable. He was unique. And… I don´t have the money anyway.
You don´t expect me to pay for the new one? Who are you, and what have you done to my daughter?
Dad, I am not in the mood for jokes, really. I know you don´t mean it in a bad way, but I need to be alone now.
I AM BLUE DABADI DABADA
Dad! You are the WORST singer ever. Stop it!
If you want me to stop, catch that! HAH!
Uuuargh, can´t you aim better? Ehm… these are… car keys? Wait! WAIT! Is that for the blue one?
Sure! A 2005 Primus Persua. It is only the base model, but it is in good condition, but I guess you will change that to your taste soon. It´s definitely safer than the old car, and easier to drive, so… Jans next year´s 24h race won´t end in hospital. And I hope you like the color, it´s actually matching your hair. I give up trying to convince you that you should look normal, it´s too late with all these tattoos anyway, sadly.
Dad… I don´t deserve this.
Yep. Well, something I learned at a quite late age is that we don´t need to deserve everything. I am your father. One should never use love and affection as a “reward”. I needed 60 years to break through my family trauma and you should have it better. So, now that I want to keep the emotional part as short as possible, move your arse and drive Klaus-Dieter to their hotel, then pick up Jan. I guess he misses you already. Hah. What a sissy!
Dad! We are over this! I love him and it would be kind of you to respect this.
As you can drive and he can´t… would I buy you a safer car then, if I would like you to get rid of him? Now move it, Klaus-Dieter is waiting for his taxi service, and Jan for his girlfriend.
Will we drive home then tomorrow?
NO! You look as banged up as your Kor… Kel… eh, Karma! Your mother will kill me without hesitation when she sees you in this condition. Have mercy with me. But the Wartburg weirdos will borrow your car tomorrow… strange that your car has no longer a name… but I guess you will find one… to get them to Eberswalde, and that´s where we pick it up again next week.
Kermit! It was Kermit! And I already have a name for the new one… SONIC! THE FASTEST HEDGEHOG! Well, as fast as it can be with a … urgh… 1,4 liter engine. But that color is so … me? I love it.