An Anthro's Tale-Chapter 9-Race Prep

Story by Tyro619 on SoFurry

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#9 of An Anthro's Tale

14 year old Seth Allen is trying to keep his head down long enough to survive high school,he has an insane crush on a girl way out of his leauge and he loves cars and loves to work on them. He has his own company,Draconian Customs,their slogan is:"If you can dream it,we can build it." Seth and his friends have the lofty dream of seeing one of their cars on the 128 Miles of Road America. And it looks like that dream may come true when four men from Delton Motorsports commission them for a Pontiac GTO Hardtop for the 128 mile endurance race. Seth,however,is hiding a secret


I woke the next morning to the cool air blowing through the window and the smell of the outside filling my room. I smiled and yawned as I stretched out,finding that Tess had her head on my chest. She was snoring lightly and looked content. I gently rolled her off of me and got out of bed. I quietly grabbed a sleeveless,bright red shirt and brown cargo shorts from my dresser and went into the bathroom. I quickly showered off and dressed. I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were a bright green and blue,they mixed perfectly with the black and red scales that covered me and the sliver dog tags around my neck stood out on the crimson red scales that covered my chest,I thought it suited my style perfectly. I quietly entered my room and took my journal from my backpack and then slid downstairs,deciding to let Tess sleep. When I got down stairs,the smell of eggs hit my snout. I walked into the kitchen to see Dad frying them.

"Do you want an egg son?" He asked glancing up at me.

"Sure Dad." I answered opening the fridge for a bottle of my fire starter.

I reached in and grabbed my last bottle,popping off the cap and taking a gulp. It tasted a lot better when it was cold. I felt my fire flare up and I stuck the bottle back in the fridge. I left the kitchen and walked into the living room. Will was playing Fallout New Vegas and James was watching Modern Marvels,something about convenience stores. I sat down on the couch and was fliping through the pages of my Journal when Tess came downstairs. She was wearing dingy olive drab cargo pants and a white,short sleeved shirt,her sliver and orange scales stood out against her clothes.

"Well good morning sleepy head",I said smiling.

Tess looked at me and smiled before sitting down next to me. "I can't remember the last time I slept that well",she said,"I'm used to sleeping just wherever."

I opened my mouth to speak,but was cut off when Mom walked in.

"Oh good morning Tess",She said smiling,"did you sleep okay?"

"I did",Tess replied,"thank you."

"John is cooking eggs",Mom said,"would you like one?"

Tess shrugged,"Sure."

Mom walked into the kitchen,seconds later,I heard Dad crack another egg and drop it on to the stove.

"Dad makes the best eggs,"I said turning to Tess,"just thinking about them makes my mouth water and my stomach howl."

Tess smiled and laughed a bit,"They do smell good."

"They taste better than they smell",James said. Tess looked at me.

"That's my older brother James",I said.

"What's up shiny?" James asked. Tess looked at James,and then back at me.

"You learn to ignore him",I said smiling.

James smiled and shook his head,turning his attention back to the TV. Tess turned her attention to the TV and I went back to my Journal. A few minutes later,Dad called from the kitchen.

"Breakfast is ready".

James paused the show and we all sprang up and ran to the kitchen. Dad put all the eggs on plates,leaving us to pile on toppings as we wished. I grabbed an English muffin and placed on each side,a slice of ham,tomato's Swiss and American cheese and I set the egg in the middle. Tess put onions,green peppers,tomatoes and letus on her's along with two slices of turkey. We took our plates and sat down at the coffee table. I took a big bite of my sandwich. All the flavors blended in my mouth,they all seem to fit together like a seam welded chassis. As I ate,Tess turned to me.

"Your Dad does make good eggs,this is better than anything I've eaten in a long time."

"Told you so." James said.

Tess looked at him and rolled her eyes. I finished my sandwich and put my plate in the sink. I went up to my room and grabbed my backpack. I walked back down stairs and went into the living room.

"Mom",I said,"I'm going over to the shop."

"Okay",Mom said,"just be safe."

"I will Mom",I replied. "Hey Tess",I said glancing over at her,"wanna come with?"

Tess looked at me for a minute,"sure." She said standing,"let me get my stuff.

Tess went upstairs and got her backpack.

"Let's go",I said as I opened the door.Tess walked out and I followed closely behind. Once we were outside,I looked at Tess.

"Wanna skip the walking and just fly?"

Tess smiled and opened her blaze orange wings,"can you keep up?"

I spread my black and crimson wings,"I guess we'll see!"

With a flap of my twelve foot wings,I shot myself into the air. Tess was following close behind. Tess and I raced each other for a few minutes before touching down at the shop. Both of us were panting heavily. After catching our breath for a few seconds,both of us broke into laughter. Once we had calmed ourselves down,I unlocked the door and we went inside. "Looks like no one's home",I said tossing my backpack onto the table. Tess set her backpack on the table next to mine and followed me into the garage area,the Camaro was sitting next to the GTO.

"Is this what you guys were driving last night?" Tess asked inspecting the Camaro.

"Yeah",I said turning on the lights and the giant fan. I opened the garage door to the shop as DJ pulled in. She killed her truck and she,Jack and Josh stepped out.

"Where's Tristan?" I asked.

"He was doing something for his Dad",DJ said,"he told me he'd be here soon."

Wide smiles crossed my friends faces.

"Guess what Seth?" Jack said.

"What?" I asked,smelling that something was not right.

"I got a call from the Race Executives,the fist race is next Friday,at",Jack paused,"wait for it,Road America!"

My eyes went wide. We'd had a dream of having one of our cars on Road America since we started Draconian Customs a few months after I'd changed. Now,it was coming true.

"Were going to Road America?! I asked stunned.

"Yeah",Jack said laughing,"you heard me right brother!" I was practically jumping for joy,I was so happy.

"Does Tristan know yet?"

"No"Jack replied,"I'mma tell him when he gets here."

"Tell me what?" Tristan asked walking up. He had his hand on the back of his neck,which I could see was red.

"What's going on with your neck bro?" DJ asked moving his hand.

"Something stung me",he said,"feels like it might have been a wasp or something."

"There's a hole in your neck bro",DJ said,"lemme get the first aid kit from my glove box."

DJ went to her truck and retrieved her first aid kit and began to patch up Tristan's neck.

"So what were you going to tell me?",Tristan asked.

"The race that's coming up?"

"Yeah,what about it?"

"The first race is next Friday at",Jack paused again,"wait for it,Road America!"

Tristan's eyes went wide with shock. "Your joking?"

"Nope",Jack replied,"the RE's called me earlier and said that the first race was next Friday."

"That gives us a week to get up there",I said,"when is Alex coming with his rig to get the Camaro."

"Tuesday at six",Jack said,"he called me earlier today and told me that he'd be at the shop at six Tuesday morning."

"How we gonna get all the way to Wisconsin?" I asked.

"Some of us can ride on the rig and the rest can go in my truck."DJ said.

"Well if were taking your truck",Tristan said,"let's get it ready for the trip,from Mississippi to Wisconsin is a long trip."

I walked back to the GTO and started it,revving the engine a few times to coat the cams with oil. It sounded like a cross between a supercharged mussel car and a free breathing hyper car. I drove the GTO out of the garage and parked it as DJ drove her truck where it had been sitting. I killed the GTO and went back into the garage.

"Let's get to work".

The music came on and we set to work overhauling DJ's Saleen. The first thing we did was change out the shocks. We installed Low friction coil-over racing shocks with remote reservoirs for maximum valving control and matched linear race springs and replaced the control arm bushings with adjustable helm joints and steel bearings. Next came the brakes,DJ and I installed large ventilated two piece rotors with aluminum mounting hubs,calipers and track spec brake pads to match the larger calipers. In order to make the ride smoother,we torqued down the springs,making them very stiff. This would increase grip as well as making the ride smoother. We also returned the ignition and installed a Piggyback fuel management system and high flow fuel pump rails,filters and injectors and braided fuel hoses to increase gas mileage. We also installed a short throw shiftier to decrease hand movement needed to shift and added synthetic gear oil to reduce gearbox friction. We also installed street legal soft compound DOT-spec tires for better traction and to help smooth out the ride.

The next thing we did was strip out the cumbersome air intake system and replace it with a K&N non-pressurized carbon fiber cold air intake system and resonance tuned intake plenum. This would allow the engine to breathe more freely,thus increasing gas millage. Another thing we did was install a roll cage that went along the sides of the trucks interior. To make it pleasant to look at,DJ applied a coat of tan paint,causing the pipe to almost disappear into the trim of the interior. We also replaced the LED's in the light bar and upgraded the headlights to the same bulbs used by Le Man's prototypes. After tuning the AC,checking and topping off oil and fluid levels,installing sport tire compound and giving the truck a though cleaning,DJ's truck was ready for the long trip that was about to be thrown at it.

"First time wev'e ever done anything to a truck",DJ said,she laughed,"wonder if we bumped it up a class?"

"Ehh",Tristan said,"gonna be a soft ride."

We went and sat in front of the fan to cool off. I threw off my sweat soaked shirt and fell onto my back with a groan.

"Somebody order food." I said moaning,"I'm starved."

"Me too",Tristan said.

"Same here",DJ said.

"Josh and I will go get pizza",He said getting into the Camaro.

"Make sure it has meat on it",I said raising my paw and then letting it fall back onto my chest. Jack started the Camaro and drove from the shop.

"How long do you think the trip will be?" I asked.

"Three days probably",DJ replied. "I went to Washington a few years back and the trip took close to a week."

"That's a long trip.",Tess said.

"Sure was",DJ said,"And to top it all off,we went in a crappy Toyota Sprinter Tureno with rock hard seats and crappy DNS shocks. Every time the car hit a small bump it would lurch and every turn felt like it was going to spin off the road."

"You guys seem to know a lot about cars",Tess replied,"where'd you learn all this stuff?"

"It just kinda comes",I replied. "I had the idea to start Draconian Customs anout a year or so ago as a custom design company because of Tristan's audio skill and Josh's bodywork talent. As time went on,I discovered I could break apart and rebuild engines in no time at all,Jack that he was great at suspension and platform work and DJ found that she was a mash of all of us and that she had a talent for finding good cars to work on. Things just kinda went down hill from there."

Tess opened her mouth to say something,but was cut off when Jack pulled back into the garage.

"Pizza is served",he said climbing out of the car with three large boxes.

We stood and walked into the shops back room where we had a small lounge type area with a coffee table and a couple of bean bag chairs.

"This looks like the loft I lived in for a while"Tess said smiling and laughing a bit,"even the carpet is right."

Jack set the pizza's down on the table and we began to eat. After a few minutes,Tristan spoke up.

"I can't wait to get to Wisconsin,this is gonna be epic."

"Wonder what kind of competition there will be?" I asked.

"Stiff probably"Jack said,"When I talked with Alex,he said he did a Camaro vs Mustang Race a few years back and that there were two guys with stock cars,one was a Camaro and the other was Mustang."

"I think the IROC will more than take a stock car",Josh replied,"and if it can't,there's more than one way to win a race."

We all laughed at Josh's remark. I checked the clock,the hands were touching six eighteen.

"We gotta be getting home guys",I replied standing.

"Yeah",Tristan said,"me too,my neck is freaking killing me."

"By guys",DJ said as we walked out.

Tristan said his goodbye and headed for his house. Tess and I spread our wings and flew for home,touching down lightly in the back yard. We went inside and were greeted by my Mom.

"You two have a good day?"she asked.

"Yes Mom",I replied.

"There's dinner for you in the fridge",Mom said.

"We already ate",I replied.

"Well okay then",Mom said smiling,"Tess,John and I need to talk to you."

"Okay",Tess said leaving with my Mom.

I walked up stairs and tossed my backpack into the corner,threw off my sweaty clothes,grabbed a pair of night pants and a green sleeveless shirt from my dresser and then showered off. I got dressed and slid back down stairs and crashed on the couch with Will,who was watching the Discovery Channel.

"What we watching?" I asked leaning back into the couch.

"Shark Week",Will said.

I picked up my PS Vita and flipped it on,beginning to play Forza 3. I was on year four of season play and was currently racing the Peugeot Owner's Club while I waited for the next race in the Class R3 World Championship to roll around. The race started and my X class Dyson Racing 908 rolled to the starting line,revving it's engine as the timer counted down. The numbers flashed in the corner of the screen,3,2,1,GO! I held the gas down and my car did a burn out before picking up speed at a crazy rate.I slowed a bit before taking the first turn and hammering it on a straight away. I was well into the next turn when Mom,Dad and Tess came from their room. Dad turned to James,who was playing Fallout New Vegas.

"Put that on pause for a minute and go sit on the couch."

James paused his game and then sat on the couch next to me and will,he was closely followed by Taylor,who had a wide smile covering her face. I paused my game and looked up at Mom and Dad,Tess was standing between them,and she looked anxious. Not only that,but she looked like she'd been crying.

"What's going on here?" Will asked.

"Well son",Dad said smiling,"Tess is gonna be staying here a while,because she is now your older sister."

My Vita slid out of my paws and fell into my lap. James,will and Taylor went wide eyed.

"SAY WHAAAAT?!?!" James asked in surprise.

"You heard me",Dad replied smiling,"Tess is your older sister."

Will ran his fingers through his hair,"This came outta nowhere",he said shocked.

"Dad,where did this come from?" James asked.

"Well"Dad said,"we got to talking with her,and she told us what had happened with her parents,and we just couldn't turn her away."

"Great",James muttered,"as if one scaly gecko sibling wasn't enough."

I leaned forward and looked at James,hissing at him. Tess grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch and threw it at him. Taylor,Will and I laughed as James pulled the blanket off his head.

"You guys can go back to what you were doing",Dad said as he and Mom left the room.

James went back to his game and Will his TV show. I picked up my Vita and went back to my race as Tess sat beside me. She punched my shoulder,"Looks like I'm your sister now."

I smiled my reply,but I wasn't sure how to answer.

"You know",Tess said,"before I hit the streets,I was the youngest."

I paused my game and looked at her. "You were?" "Yeah",Tess replied,"Dad and my two older brothers were away a lot in the military and Mom hardly had any time for me because of her job."

I listened with perked up ears as Tess went on.

"I had been looking forward to my 14th birthday,because Mom had time off,and Dad and my brothers had managed to get leave and come home." "But.." "

You changed before you had a chance to celebrate?"

"Yeah",Tess replied.

"My 14th birthday is tomorrow",I said,"Mom and Dad have to work though,so were celebrating on Friday."

Tess and I talked for about an hour before Mom and Dad sent us all to bed. Tess and I went up stairs and fell into our bed with thuds. Tess had a bed that was just a little bigger than mine in the opposite corner of the room.

"Looks like I'm here to stay." She said stretching out. "So when you going to tell Dad about the race?" she asked with a yawn.

I was amazed at how quickly she began using the word.

"Tomorrow morning",I answered throwing off my shirt.

Tess yawned again,"Night little bro."

I was amazed at how quickly she'd taken to calling me that.

"That's going to take a bit of getting used to",I said yawning,"night."

I turned off the light,rolled onto my side and was out in minutes.