“Well. . .”
Click of tongue.
“Ain't this a grand 'howd'ya-do'...?
Wonder how soon they could get multiple cameras set up...
Gotta get my good side in after all~”
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“Maybe 'cuz I'm from America, doll.
Name's McQueen, that ring a bell?
Lightning, Rank 95. It's a brand thing, I could be like... easily in the Top 10 if it weren't for that.”
“Lucky?? How do ya mean lucky, Mr America?” She’s still not entirely sure how this whole hierarchy thing works.. Maybe Mirko was a lot more important than even she knew? Like- important to whatever organization she’s in..
“Oh you guys are a team!
Well if this ain't my lucky day today.
Merry early christmas t'me~
And pfsh, obviously it is. I'm Lightning McQueen! Who the hell HASN'T heard of me?”
“Oh!! Me an’ Mirko are actually… on a team!” A team where they sleep in the same bed, as you do with teammates of course.
“I ain’t ranked- but it’s cool t’ meet a hero from some place I ain’t never heard of!”
“Mirko... oh, ya mean Ms. 5!
Mh-hm.”
Lip bite, a hiss.
He nods.
“Yeah, do know her. Haven't gotten the chance to really talk to her yet... (definetly still on my list...)
But yeah, same thing, just overseas.
Yer looking at America's iconic Rank 95 babe!”
“Yer like Mirko then?? But ya look more like I do jus’ with a nose and ears.
Yet I feel more familiar with Mirko.. hmm..
..Yew apart of that weird hero organization thing too??”
“If it's not earned, duh.
But I all-kinda earned mine! Come on babe, I got a sweetass Quirk, and I stopped counting how many bad guys I send to the slammer after 2 months on active duty.
You ARE looking at the next number 1.”