Team Hot Wheels: The Origin of Awesome! Page #6

Brandon likey!

What are you doing up there?

Listen up, guys.

We've got to drive in a perfect formation.

It's called drafting, and it's

our only shot at catching up to Rev.

We're gonna need skills,

precision and teamwork.

Oh, sorry. I stopped listening

after you said, "Listen up, guys. "

Teamwork, we need it.

That's the short version, Wyatt.

Hey! How come you're first in line?

(SING-SONG VOICE) Uh-uh-uh.

That's not very teamworky, Wyatt.

Wyatt, I'm leading because I did

the mind-numbing calculations.

You wanna recheck my math?

Nah, just go first already, will you?

BRANDON:
Whatever happens,

stay in this precise formation.

We need to work together, or we'll fail.

Three,

two,

one,

go!

Stay in the formation!

I'm trying, buddies!

Good work, team. That's one.

Steady. Maintain speed.

That's it, guys! Stay together!

Not so fast, Gage!

Hey, what's your problem, Wyatt?

You are, Gage!

- You're not gonna beat me!

- You're not gonna beat me!

BRANDON:
No!

The formation!

WYATT:
We'll make it! With Wyatt...

(ALL SCREAMING)

BRANDON:
Look out!

(COUGHING)

WYATT:
Hey, where's my tires?

(EXCLAIMING)

That's three. But I had...

...four.

(SOBS)

So much for your Wyatt-style, Wyatt.

Do not smack-talk Wyatt-style, Gage.

Can I smack-talk your driving styles, Wyatt?

You're the one that just had to go faster,

didn't you, Gage?

Enough!

This negative energy

is seriously harshing my chi!

You both did this!

Your feet hit the pedal at

the exact same time!

Everybody saw the split-screen.

Rhett's right.

It was simultaneous drafting fail.

Come on, guys, we're better than this.

I... I think.

Men, we're supposed to be a team!

That's why we're called Team Hot Wheels,

and not...

Something Else Hot Wheels, okay?

Just look at our town, guys.

It used to be the cutting edge

of boring boringness,

and now it's sweet.

And ours to enjoy if we can make sure

some psycho driver doesn't destroy us all.

And I, for one, refuse to let that happen.

So, for that reason,

I want you both to hug it out.

And I want a real hug,

meaning nine whole seconds of snuggling.

(LOW) Just so you know,

this hug means nothing to me, Gage.

Oh. Are we hugging?

I didn't even realize it, Wyatt.

Ah...

The power of friendship.

Larry, you in there?

- Jerry! Bring water!

- Yo, Larry!

I'm sweaty.

- He's not here.

- He's not here either.

He's not under the couch.

GAGE:
I guess Larry's not here.

But why would he just leave out of nowhere?

It doesn't make any sense.

And he won't even text us back?

We know you can text, Larry!

Man, of all the times

for Larry to disappear,

it's gotta be when we need him

to use that zapper thing!

There's only one thing we can do.

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