You sigh out of boredom as you look around at the line. You are named Gregory a 10? year old boy with a questionable backstory. You came to the pizzaplex alone and are currently waiting in line at Roxy's Raceway. You look at the track and see 8 gokarts with 8 riders. Seven of them are human children while one is an animatronic wolf. The fable Roxy herself. You're next in line as you watch the people take off. They disappear into a dark tunnel and you look at the line around you. 'Just a couple of chumps.' You think as you are probably the best gokart racer alive. In the distance you hear the sounds of engines approaching and just as you expected Roxy is by far in the lead. She quickly hops off her car and jumps with glee.
"I AM THE BEST!" she yells clearly ignoring the crying children and operator trying to calm her down. "Who is next to be beaten by me?" She asks looking at the line. You stare at her smugly as you simply say "bet".
"Oooh looks like someone wants to challenge me. Well then time to show you who is and always will be the best!" She bloats to you.
"Hmf you probably go from 0-60 in like what 3-5 years?" You ask clearly getting that line from Cars. "You'll be so easy to beat."
"Well lets bet on it then." She says confidently. "You win and I'll start having everyone else call YOU the best, but if I win you gotta do a favor for me."
"Deal."
"Alrighty it's your funeral."
You start your gokart and watch as Roxy turns hers on as well. The lights in front of you flash red, then yellow, yellow, yellow, and green. With a chime the race was on. You quickly go from turn to turn at neck breaking speeds. You and Roxy were neck and neck around every bend, across every straight, and over every hurdle. The other drivers were nowhere in sight as you both quickly came to the finish line. It looked like it was going in your favor until at the last moment Roxy came out of nowhere and beat you to the finish.
"whew that was one tight race, almost made me try there." She said insultingly, slowly your vision started to fade in and out as you began to pass out. The last thing you saw was Roxy standing over you with her hands on her hips.
***
You woke up slowly, looking straight at the ceiling. You could feel your whole body and it felt like you were on all fours. Slowly a green haired wolf came into your peripheral. "Hey Gregory, was it? I know you can't talk but your probably wondering what's going on." She began to lean herself onto you. "Listen I need to make this quick cause I need a lot of sleep to look this good. So basically one of our gokarts was breaking down. We needed a new one ASAP and after our deal I figured I could turn you into one. I know I'm a genius. So anyways that's what's what. Oh right one last thing, you face is on the cushion of the kart so yeah. Goodbye."
She left you with your own thoughts. What was going on? How could she just do that? Nothing made any sense. After sitting there for a couple of hours the pizzaplex started to open up. You could faintly hear something about a party group who rented the entire Raceway for their birthday. Eventually the birthday kid came into view and they began to use you as their kart.
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