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// Villain 
// Story: Vehicle...Allegedly 
// by AlwaysDressesInStyle 
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The engine doesn’t run, but unlike the rest of the car, it’s not beyond saving.  She doesn’t need an engine lift to pull the motor from the car. Her magic is strong enough to do the job.

Parts that aren’t metal are in good shape.  The crushed velour seats are comfortable, and she has no problems saving them to put in another car someday.  The lighting fixtures are still intact, and she pulls them off the car.  Assorted bits and bobs get stacked in a corner as the car is stripped of anything useful.

The car isn’t going to need any of those parts, not where it’s going.

She sighs as a flatbed truck shows up to take the car to the scrapheap.  She’s wasted a lot of money on that clunker, but she’s learned a valuable lesson in the process: you can’t save all of them.





A month later she’s at the county fair.  Her old Lincoln is there, parked alongside four other decrepit vehicles.

“Here comes Grave Digger!”

The crowd cheers as the monster truck enters the dirt track.  Lulu adds her own voice to the cacophony as Grave Digger wheelies across the track, slamming into the side of the old Lincoln with its rear wheels. The truck jumps nearly vertically into the air, but what goes up must eventually come back down…

The Lincoln doesn’t stand a chance; seconds later the five-ton monster truck slams down on top of it, flattening it.  It’s a bittersweet moment for Lulu – her jalopy is now nothing more than a memory.