#doc hudson

i'm back with, no surprise, DOC & LIGHTNINGGGGG: THE FATHER-SON DUO 📢📢📢

(i'm not a dialogue writer, please don't come for my lackluster dialogue 😔)

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mater"nightmare?"

lightning"not exiaclly i dreamt that i meet my real dad"

mater"your real dad? what was he like?"

“I know,” he huffs, flatly. “He’s already told everyone about me. Flo cornered me to laugh about the crazy things kids come up with these days.”

“I always wondered what they’d say if I told them stern old Jesse Hudson was a famous petrolhead.” Mina settles herself comfortably on the edge of his desk, atop the edge of the paper he’s trying to write on. “Come have lunch with me?”

“It’s been decades, kid, aren’t you ready to give up the hero worship?” The gripe is familiar, but not nearly as serious as it had been the first time he’d offered it. Mina rolls her eyes, as she always does.

“Maybe I just like spending my time with grumpy old men.” She slides off his desk and extends an expectant hand back to him. “Stanley’s not around to entertain me anymore, so I guess it falls to you.” He raises an eyebrow, but lets her help him up anyway.

“You could always go see Lizzie.” As if he doesn’t know Mina’s evenings and Sundays are devoted to the old woman, because maybe filling her fridge with good food and reminding her to eat would repay even half the kindness she and Stanley showed when Mina had stumbled into Radiator Springs, scarred and scared and still jumping at shadows.