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Holly’s comments from the The Pitstop Articles (C) Holly Wolfe group.

((Kind like writing a story ^^))

Mercedes found Pop at their hang but Trick, nor any other the twins' lovers, were around. He slid into the bar stool next to Pop.

Pop flinched and looked up. "Mercy! What brings you here?"

Mercedes shrugged.

"Uh oh, something's wrong," Pop said, catching on instantly.

"Eh, some guys from Locksley are in and I got in a fight," he replied. "Don't worry yourself."

((I did it too))

Mercedes flushed with embarrassment as he remembered Trick's run in with a snake. He shivered. Maybe he'd see the twins before he went home. . . He turned the car down a different street, heading towards the twins' favorite hang.

((Hahaha nice. . . I'll have Mercedes do some driving around before he goes home so when he gets there he can find them in bed together))

"His name's Cobra," he replied. "Careful, he's venomous."

"Yeah," Mercedes replied. Then, he had an idea. "Yes, you can go talk to him. He should be at the hang out, he drives the Viper."

"Mad for me doing something else," Mercedes replied, avoiding telling him the whole story. "It's fine. He'll cool down and maybe we can work it out." I hope, he thought.

Mercedes smiled despite himself. "Some of my friends from Locksley are here," he replied. "A-and I got in a fight with one of them." He didn't want to tell Corey that the fight was about him .

Mercedes sped away from the gathering of racers and took off down the street, by passing Corey's car easily. He jabbed the answer button on his GPS screen. "Corey, whatcha need?" he tried to sound cheerful.

((Yeah, definitely))

Mercedes turned his head in time to see Corey's civilian car. He continued to his corvette, climbed in, and started it.

Mercedes shrugged. "You know, that wouldn't matter if you two were meant for each other," he said. He hated the idea of Cobra and Corey together but he wouldn't stand between them if Corey wanted Cobra more. "My offer's on the table so long as you're in Strike. You know my Mobile." With that, he began to walk back to his Corvette. He could tell Cobra was angry. It would be best to let the other calm down without him around.

Mercedes was taken aback. Were cobras generally venomous snakes? He roughly shook himself. He could see people begin to turn their direction, they were going to draw a crowd. "Alright, Cobra," he said thoughtfully. "I'll give you one chance. You see, when a man meets someone, who's to say that they're destiny? What I'm saying is this: Corey doesn't know you but, if he did, what makes me think he won't love you more than me?" he paused. "If you meet him and he loves you, more than me, then I'll back down. Fair?"

Mercedes caught the change in his voice. He took a step backwards. Did Cobra have a thing for Corey? He hadn't meant anything by it, especially not to make an enemy of Cobra. "A few months," Mercedes replied, rubbing the back of his head with a shaking hand. "But Cobra, do you think he'd still be with me if he had had any feelings for you?" he paused. "Sides, you're from Locksley, I doubt he even knows your name let alone that you exist."

Mercedes turned his back on Cobra for a moment before whirling around to face the Locksley racer. "Only every night since my hospital stay," he replied.

Mercedes lips tightened and he frowned. "Actually, I did," he replied. He leaned in real close, face inches from Cobra's. "Oh, you haven't heard that have you?" he said voice pitching upwards slightly. "I saw him just this morning. . . . In. His. Bedroom." Satisfied, Mercedes leaned back, smirking.

Knightmare looked away and then turned back. "Yeah, just started today," he replied boldly. "I drive a white motorcycle. I like to consider it my Stallion."

Halo moaned before responding. "I'm doing just fine, even better now that you're here," he whispered, moving his hands to Ranger's chest. "You missed me? So you came to see me? Or were you having such a bad day that you needed my warm body next to yours?"

Mercedes frowned. "How'd you hear about that ?" he asked.

Halo moaned against Ranger's lips, pressing his body close to Ranger's. He wrapped his arms around Ranger's neck and parted his lips, inviting Ranger to go further.

Knightmare nodded. "How long have you two been racing?" he asked.

((I'll do it))

Halo was shooting glances at Ranger. His companion had his arm around his waist but he could be with him another time. He nudged him off and walked over to Ranger with a smile. "What brings you to Strike?"

Mercedes looked at Cobra. He gave him a small smile. "Nice to see you too, Cobra."

Knightmare went over to Eternal and Twister. "Yeah, I am," he replied. "I'm Knightmare."

((Kay but I close at Dairy Queen tonight so I won't be on after 3ish))

((Want me to Rp Halo?))

Mercedes frowned at Ranger. Of course he didn't, that's just how the other number one was. He released a sigh. "As much as I'd love to play around with you boys," he said, voice trailing off.

Knightmare began to edge away from the corvette and to a group of racers. Maybe he'd make some new friends.

Knightmare flinched at the peck and reeled away completely at Ranger's greeting to the stranger.

Mercedes tried to fight the kiss for a brief moment before leaning into it, his lips parting with a slight moan. Then, he remembered Corey and how important the man was to him. He roughly pulled away. "Ranger," he growled. "Don't. . . Just don't. . . "

((Sorry, got ta go for the night))

Knightmare nodded. "I see," he said. He climbed out of the car, suddenly uncertain. He hovered around the corvette, timid.

Mercedes drove into the center of the crowd of racers and climbed out of his corvette. He turned to the foreigners and the corner of his mouth twitched. He walked over to the Locksley racers. "Ranger, what do you want with Strike today?" he asked casually.

Mercedes watched the direction the out of town, out of county, boys had headed. Best find out what they were up to in his county.

Knightmare saw the racers and felt very self conscious all of a sudden. "So what are we doing?" he asked.