Post by truckergirl on Mar 5, 2008 7:54:47 GMT -5
I own Maggie and Sammy. If you wanna hear and see Sammy just go to www.youtube.com/watch?v=nwCuEugTXKY . Also…yeah I’m not that clever.
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“Sammy! I’m home!” a cheerful voice cried as a door slammed. Maggie Peyton had finally arrived home from school. Maggie carefully made her way up the stairs and into her room. Once she felt around for her bed, Maggie put her backpack on it then slowly walked over to Sammy’s cage.
Although Maggie had long dirty, DIRTY blond hair, tanned skin, and wore mostly jeans and a red or green tee-shirt, Maggie Peyton was different from other girls. For one thing, she was obsessed with her Grey Cockatiel, Sammy. Another was that she was blind.
Maggie didn’t care that she was blind, she didn’t care one bit. She could still ‘read’ faster then anyone in any of her classes. And she was a straight A student. Maggie never had a problem with it and neither did Sammy.
Maggie opened the cage and let Sammy hop onto her fingers, “Hey Sammy.”
Sammy happily replied, “Hey Maggie. Hey Maggie. Hey Maggie.” Maggie laughed at her enthusiastic little friend. Sammy was pretty smart for a bird.
“You hungry buddy?” Maggie’s question was answered with a cheerful, “Yes. Yes. Yes.” Sammy loved to repeat everything three times.
“Okay well what do you want?”
“Apple. Apple. Apple.” Maggie giggled at her friend and got him his apple. Just as Sammy finished his apple Maggie remembered that she and Sammy had an appointment at the vet.
“Oh man Sammy! We’re gunna be late!” Maggie put Sammy back into his cage and grabbed her other book bag that had Sammy’s food and toys in it along with some spare clothes for herself and ran out the door.
She always carried that backpack cause she never knew when shed need to stay over at someone’s house and she liked to be prepared. Maggie ran as fast as she dared with Sammy towards the vet, and she paused momentarily for the crossing guard to stop traffic for her and started to cross the street.
Then, just as Maggie reached the middle of the road, a loud horn sounded off. Maggie’s eyes widened but before she had time to react, she was hit by a red semi truck.
The crossing guards eyes nearly popped out of his head as he rushed over to find the girl and her bird, but once the semi passed, neither the girl nor the bird could be found. The crossing guard fainted from all the stress and a police officer nearby who had seen the event immediately called the station and the search for the vanishing girl began.
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Maggie moaned quietly, her head was killing her! The girl sat up and rubbed her head before remembering, “Sammy!” Maggie searched franticly before she found a crushed cage.
“Oh Sammy…” Maggie started to tear up but a voice replied, “Maggie. Maggie. Maggie.” Maggie smiled happily as Sammy landed on her shoulder.
“Sammy! I’m so glad your okay!” Maggie stroked the birds feathers before starting to wonder what happened. Somehow she knew she had been hit by a red semi, but how did she know it was red?
Maggie shook her head slightly then noticed something. She felt around her and she didn’t feel pavement or asphalt, she felt dirt. Straight up dirt.
“Strange…” Maggie got up and picked up her bag, “Guess we might as well start walking, huh Sammy?” The bird nipped her ears and chirped. The teen just laughed and began to walk, listening for some signs of civilization.
Maggie hummed to herself quietly before she heard the sound of an engine. ‘Oh! Perhaps they can help me!’ Maggie thought happily as she headed towards the noise.
“Dead men tell no tales!” Sammy blurted out randomly. Maggie blinked, ‘Okay…memo to self…get Sammy checked for stupid syndrome.’ Maggie continued to walk and she heard voices, she was about to say something when suddenly she tripped and slid down a large hill.
“AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!” Maggie screamed as she slid. After a moment she hit bottom and just laid there. The voices began to get closer, and closer. As well as the engine sounds. ‘What are they doing? Driving to me? I’m only a few feet away?’ Maggie thought confused.
“What IS that thing?” Maggie blinked at that. Thing? What in the world? What kind of people was she dealing with?
“It moved! Dadgum!” Okay NOW it was getting weird. Maggie groaned before sitting up. She heard the squeak of tires stopping and several gasps. Maggie REALLY wished she knew what their problem was.
“Um Excuse me but-” “AAAHHH!!!” Maggie covered her ears as someone screamed.
“EXCUSE ME, BUT WHAT ARE YOU SCREAMING AT!!!” Maggie yelled over the man screaming.
“YOU A’COARSE!!”
Maggie blinked, “Me? Why are you screaming at me? I’m sorry if I disturbed you all, but I’m a little lost and I was just in an accident. I just want some help…” Maggie sounded positively pitiful, and she could just imagine the looks on their faces from her tone.
She heard tires get closer to her and she felt someone staring at her. She squirmed slightly before reaching out trying to find someone.
“What is she doin?” The voice from before asked someone else.
“I don’t know Mater.” Another voice answered. Maggie continued to feel around before she touched something. It was a tire. The girl tilted her head slightly in confusion but ran her hand up the tire and onto the car itself.
And when her hand was on the bumper, IM MOVED!!
“Can you please get your…whatever that is off my mouth?” An older fatherly voice requested. Maggie’s eyes widened and she screamed before scrambling away.
“OH MY GOD!! A CAR JUST TALKED!! CARS SHOULD NOT BE ABLE TO DO THAT!!” Maggie quickly got back onto her feet, grabbed her bag and ran, all the while screaming her head off.
She heard tires spinning on dirt as the cars went after her. Maggie just ran faster before she tripped and fell to the ground. Luckily Sammy had been flying ever since she fell the first time.
Maggie gasped winded, before getting up again and continued to run. And then in a flash she heard a screeching of tires and she ran into the side of a car. Maggie fell backwards and just lay on the ground wheezing.
“Dadgum Red, I think ya killed it.” A short gasp was heard after.
“No, no. I hear something. I think its breathing.” Another voice replied. This one had an air of authority. It reminded Maggie of the way a police officer talked.
Maggie groaned before sitting up, she heard engines all around her. She heard tires on dirt and several other car noises, but not a single human footstep. Not a one.
“Who…what are you?” Maggie asked quietly looking around, but not truly seeing anything.
“I believe that’s what we should be asking YOU!” a gruff voice growled. Maggie let out a whimper and drew away from the voice before she hit something. Maggie turned around, her arms instantly covering her face as if someone was going to strike her.
“Whoa, easy. Red’s not going to hurt you. And neither is Sarge.” The police officer voice told her. She also heard the voice that had been labeled Sarge grumble.
“Um…I’m Maggie…Maggie Peyton…and I’m a human…” Maggie said slowly.
“A human!! But there haven’t been any humans around for over 100 years!” A gangster like voice exclaimed. Now that REALLY confused Maggie.
“Please…what’s going on? Who are you? WHAT are you?” Maggie pleaded. She heard an engine get closer, “Why do you ask? Cant you tell by looking at us?” The fatherly voice said.
“Um…no…”
“Why not?” The redneck voice that had screamed earlier replied.
Maggie laughed ever so slightly, “I’m blind.” Maggie heard several gasps of surprise, but it didn’t bother her.
“Blind? Oh you poor girl.” A motherly voice said to her. Maggie couldn’t help but snort. ‘Poor girl my butt.’ Maggie thought irritably to herself.
“I answered your question’s now its time you answered mine.”
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Maggie just stared blankly her mouth hanging open at what all she had heard, “Oh…my God…” The cars just laughed at her. “I can’t believe I’m talking to cars…”
“Yeah and we can’t believe we’re talking to a human!” The voice who had been identified as Lightning said with a laugh. Maggie just rolled her eyes then smiled when Sammy landed on her shoulder.
“What is that thing?” Sheriff asked as he looked at Sammy.
“This is Sammy. My Grey Cockatiel, Sammy. Say hi to Sheriff Sammy.”
“Hi Sheriff Sammy. Hi Sheriff Sammy. Hi Sheriff Sammy.” Maggie giggled as she imagined Sheriff’s face.
“Sammy isn’t as smart as we are. It’s actually very rare that he can say as much stuff as he can.” Maggie said with another giggle.
“Well den how is he talkin?” Mater asked.
“He’s not really talking on his own. He mimics what we say.”
As if you prove Maggie’s point Sammy chirped, “He mimics what we say.”
“See?” Maggie laughed when Mater said, “No.” “Just forget it Mater.”
Doc then chose the moment to speck up, “Maggie, you said you were in an accident before. What kind of accident?”
Maggie thought back to the strange memory, “I was hit by a red semi. I don’t know how I know it was red, but I do.” Maggie rolled her eyes as she heard ANOTHER collection of gasps.
“What is this? A ‘gasp’ convention?”
Mack was about to answer her when Flo cried out, “Dinoco at 12 a clock!” Maggie blinked in confusion but she was roughly shoved to the ground and felt a car pull over her.
“Don’t move.” She heard Sarge hiss. Obviously he was the one on top of her. She felt him lower himself down so his undercarriage was touching her back.
“Whoa dude. You’re hot!” Maggie whispered franticly.
“What?!”
“Your undercarriage is hot, get up some!” Sarge complied not wanting her to get burned and lifted up some, but just barely, he still had to hide her.
“Tex?! Strip?! What a surprise! What you doing all the way out here in Radiator Springs?” Lightning asked nervously.
A country accent replied, “We came to see how you and your crew were doing. You don’t mind do you?”
“No, no! I just wished you had called ahead and told me.”
“Well we wanted it to be a surprise.” Another voice answered. Maggie winced, her back was getting really hot, but she bit her bottom lip and kept quiet. The conversation went on for almost an hour before Maggie lost it.
“I can’t take it anymore!! IT’S HOT!!” Maggie scrambled out from under a startled Sarge and quickly took of her EXTREMELY hot tee-shirt, revealing her white tank top underneath.
“God Sarge! Your undercarriage is hotter then a barbecue grill in Australia!” Maggie then froze as she realized her mistake. She felt two sets of eyes staring at her, “Opps…” Maggie quickly grabbed her shirt and hid behind Sarge.
“Lightning…what was that?” Strip asked the red racecar.
“Oh that! That was…my new pet! Yeah! Isn’t she precious?”
“EXCUSE ME?!?!” Maggie yelled from behind Sarge. “I am not your pet!!” Maggie then slapped herself. “I gotta learn when to shut up…”
“Lightning, let’s see your ‘pet’.” Tex said casually. Lightning stuttered but Maggie slowly made her way out from behind Sarge only to once again trip. She stumbled forward into one of the new cars. Her hands clasped something that felt like bone as she stared ahead.
Tex gasped as Maggie grabbed onto the horns mounted on his grill. As he stared into her eyes he noticed they were a milky blue.
Maggie stuttered an apology before quickly releasing Tex’s horns and backing away. She didn’t stop until she felt Sarge’s grill behind her.
“It’s quite aright.” Tex replied with a smiled.
“I-I’m Maggie. Maggie Peyton. Who, and what, are you?” Maggie asked as she tilted her head.
“I’m Tex Dinoco, Owner of Dinoco Oil. And I’m a 1975 Cadillac Coupe De Ville.” Tex replied with a smile.
“And I’m Strip Weathers and I am a 1970 Plymouth Superbird.” Strip replied, smiling as well.
“I have NO CLUE what those kinds of cars are, but it’s nice to meet you anyway.” Maggie said with a smile before Sammy landed on her shoulder.
Once again Flo gasped, “Chick Hicks at 12 a clock!” Maggie groaned, ‘here we go again…’ Maggie once again felt herself being thrown to the ground and once again she felt Sarge on top of her.
“This is gunna be a long day…” Maggie muttered as she spit dirt out of her mouth.
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Me: Yay! Long chapter!! Goodie!! Well let me know what you think!
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“Sammy! I’m home!” a cheerful voice cried as a door slammed. Maggie Peyton had finally arrived home from school. Maggie carefully made her way up the stairs and into her room. Once she felt around for her bed, Maggie put her backpack on it then slowly walked over to Sammy’s cage.
Although Maggie had long dirty, DIRTY blond hair, tanned skin, and wore mostly jeans and a red or green tee-shirt, Maggie Peyton was different from other girls. For one thing, she was obsessed with her Grey Cockatiel, Sammy. Another was that she was blind.
Maggie didn’t care that she was blind, she didn’t care one bit. She could still ‘read’ faster then anyone in any of her classes. And she was a straight A student. Maggie never had a problem with it and neither did Sammy.
Maggie opened the cage and let Sammy hop onto her fingers, “Hey Sammy.”
Sammy happily replied, “Hey Maggie. Hey Maggie. Hey Maggie.” Maggie laughed at her enthusiastic little friend. Sammy was pretty smart for a bird.
“You hungry buddy?” Maggie’s question was answered with a cheerful, “Yes. Yes. Yes.” Sammy loved to repeat everything three times.
“Okay well what do you want?”
“Apple. Apple. Apple.” Maggie giggled at her friend and got him his apple. Just as Sammy finished his apple Maggie remembered that she and Sammy had an appointment at the vet.
“Oh man Sammy! We’re gunna be late!” Maggie put Sammy back into his cage and grabbed her other book bag that had Sammy’s food and toys in it along with some spare clothes for herself and ran out the door.
She always carried that backpack cause she never knew when shed need to stay over at someone’s house and she liked to be prepared. Maggie ran as fast as she dared with Sammy towards the vet, and she paused momentarily for the crossing guard to stop traffic for her and started to cross the street.
Then, just as Maggie reached the middle of the road, a loud horn sounded off. Maggie’s eyes widened but before she had time to react, she was hit by a red semi truck.
The crossing guards eyes nearly popped out of his head as he rushed over to find the girl and her bird, but once the semi passed, neither the girl nor the bird could be found. The crossing guard fainted from all the stress and a police officer nearby who had seen the event immediately called the station and the search for the vanishing girl began.
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Maggie moaned quietly, her head was killing her! The girl sat up and rubbed her head before remembering, “Sammy!” Maggie searched franticly before she found a crushed cage.
“Oh Sammy…” Maggie started to tear up but a voice replied, “Maggie. Maggie. Maggie.” Maggie smiled happily as Sammy landed on her shoulder.
“Sammy! I’m so glad your okay!” Maggie stroked the birds feathers before starting to wonder what happened. Somehow she knew she had been hit by a red semi, but how did she know it was red?
Maggie shook her head slightly then noticed something. She felt around her and she didn’t feel pavement or asphalt, she felt dirt. Straight up dirt.
“Strange…” Maggie got up and picked up her bag, “Guess we might as well start walking, huh Sammy?” The bird nipped her ears and chirped. The teen just laughed and began to walk, listening for some signs of civilization.
Maggie hummed to herself quietly before she heard the sound of an engine. ‘Oh! Perhaps they can help me!’ Maggie thought happily as she headed towards the noise.
“Dead men tell no tales!” Sammy blurted out randomly. Maggie blinked, ‘Okay…memo to self…get Sammy checked for stupid syndrome.’ Maggie continued to walk and she heard voices, she was about to say something when suddenly she tripped and slid down a large hill.
“AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!” Maggie screamed as she slid. After a moment she hit bottom and just laid there. The voices began to get closer, and closer. As well as the engine sounds. ‘What are they doing? Driving to me? I’m only a few feet away?’ Maggie thought confused.
“What IS that thing?” Maggie blinked at that. Thing? What in the world? What kind of people was she dealing with?
“It moved! Dadgum!” Okay NOW it was getting weird. Maggie groaned before sitting up. She heard the squeak of tires stopping and several gasps. Maggie REALLY wished she knew what their problem was.
“Um Excuse me but-” “AAAHHH!!!” Maggie covered her ears as someone screamed.
“EXCUSE ME, BUT WHAT ARE YOU SCREAMING AT!!!” Maggie yelled over the man screaming.
“YOU A’COARSE!!”
Maggie blinked, “Me? Why are you screaming at me? I’m sorry if I disturbed you all, but I’m a little lost and I was just in an accident. I just want some help…” Maggie sounded positively pitiful, and she could just imagine the looks on their faces from her tone.
She heard tires get closer to her and she felt someone staring at her. She squirmed slightly before reaching out trying to find someone.
“What is she doin?” The voice from before asked someone else.
“I don’t know Mater.” Another voice answered. Maggie continued to feel around before she touched something. It was a tire. The girl tilted her head slightly in confusion but ran her hand up the tire and onto the car itself.
And when her hand was on the bumper, IM MOVED!!
“Can you please get your…whatever that is off my mouth?” An older fatherly voice requested. Maggie’s eyes widened and she screamed before scrambling away.
“OH MY GOD!! A CAR JUST TALKED!! CARS SHOULD NOT BE ABLE TO DO THAT!!” Maggie quickly got back onto her feet, grabbed her bag and ran, all the while screaming her head off.
She heard tires spinning on dirt as the cars went after her. Maggie just ran faster before she tripped and fell to the ground. Luckily Sammy had been flying ever since she fell the first time.
Maggie gasped winded, before getting up again and continued to run. And then in a flash she heard a screeching of tires and she ran into the side of a car. Maggie fell backwards and just lay on the ground wheezing.
“Dadgum Red, I think ya killed it.” A short gasp was heard after.
“No, no. I hear something. I think its breathing.” Another voice replied. This one had an air of authority. It reminded Maggie of the way a police officer talked.
Maggie groaned before sitting up, she heard engines all around her. She heard tires on dirt and several other car noises, but not a single human footstep. Not a one.
“Who…what are you?” Maggie asked quietly looking around, but not truly seeing anything.
“I believe that’s what we should be asking YOU!” a gruff voice growled. Maggie let out a whimper and drew away from the voice before she hit something. Maggie turned around, her arms instantly covering her face as if someone was going to strike her.
“Whoa, easy. Red’s not going to hurt you. And neither is Sarge.” The police officer voice told her. She also heard the voice that had been labeled Sarge grumble.
“Um…I’m Maggie…Maggie Peyton…and I’m a human…” Maggie said slowly.
“A human!! But there haven’t been any humans around for over 100 years!” A gangster like voice exclaimed. Now that REALLY confused Maggie.
“Please…what’s going on? Who are you? WHAT are you?” Maggie pleaded. She heard an engine get closer, “Why do you ask? Cant you tell by looking at us?” The fatherly voice said.
“Um…no…”
“Why not?” The redneck voice that had screamed earlier replied.
Maggie laughed ever so slightly, “I’m blind.” Maggie heard several gasps of surprise, but it didn’t bother her.
“Blind? Oh you poor girl.” A motherly voice said to her. Maggie couldn’t help but snort. ‘Poor girl my butt.’ Maggie thought irritably to herself.
“I answered your question’s now its time you answered mine.”
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Maggie just stared blankly her mouth hanging open at what all she had heard, “Oh…my God…” The cars just laughed at her. “I can’t believe I’m talking to cars…”
“Yeah and we can’t believe we’re talking to a human!” The voice who had been identified as Lightning said with a laugh. Maggie just rolled her eyes then smiled when Sammy landed on her shoulder.
“What is that thing?” Sheriff asked as he looked at Sammy.
“This is Sammy. My Grey Cockatiel, Sammy. Say hi to Sheriff Sammy.”
“Hi Sheriff Sammy. Hi Sheriff Sammy. Hi Sheriff Sammy.” Maggie giggled as she imagined Sheriff’s face.
“Sammy isn’t as smart as we are. It’s actually very rare that he can say as much stuff as he can.” Maggie said with another giggle.
“Well den how is he talkin?” Mater asked.
“He’s not really talking on his own. He mimics what we say.”
As if you prove Maggie’s point Sammy chirped, “He mimics what we say.”
“See?” Maggie laughed when Mater said, “No.” “Just forget it Mater.”
Doc then chose the moment to speck up, “Maggie, you said you were in an accident before. What kind of accident?”
Maggie thought back to the strange memory, “I was hit by a red semi. I don’t know how I know it was red, but I do.” Maggie rolled her eyes as she heard ANOTHER collection of gasps.
“What is this? A ‘gasp’ convention?”
Mack was about to answer her when Flo cried out, “Dinoco at 12 a clock!” Maggie blinked in confusion but she was roughly shoved to the ground and felt a car pull over her.
“Don’t move.” She heard Sarge hiss. Obviously he was the one on top of her. She felt him lower himself down so his undercarriage was touching her back.
“Whoa dude. You’re hot!” Maggie whispered franticly.
“What?!”
“Your undercarriage is hot, get up some!” Sarge complied not wanting her to get burned and lifted up some, but just barely, he still had to hide her.
“Tex?! Strip?! What a surprise! What you doing all the way out here in Radiator Springs?” Lightning asked nervously.
A country accent replied, “We came to see how you and your crew were doing. You don’t mind do you?”
“No, no! I just wished you had called ahead and told me.”
“Well we wanted it to be a surprise.” Another voice answered. Maggie winced, her back was getting really hot, but she bit her bottom lip and kept quiet. The conversation went on for almost an hour before Maggie lost it.
“I can’t take it anymore!! IT’S HOT!!” Maggie scrambled out from under a startled Sarge and quickly took of her EXTREMELY hot tee-shirt, revealing her white tank top underneath.
“God Sarge! Your undercarriage is hotter then a barbecue grill in Australia!” Maggie then froze as she realized her mistake. She felt two sets of eyes staring at her, “Opps…” Maggie quickly grabbed her shirt and hid behind Sarge.
“Lightning…what was that?” Strip asked the red racecar.
“Oh that! That was…my new pet! Yeah! Isn’t she precious?”
“EXCUSE ME?!?!” Maggie yelled from behind Sarge. “I am not your pet!!” Maggie then slapped herself. “I gotta learn when to shut up…”
“Lightning, let’s see your ‘pet’.” Tex said casually. Lightning stuttered but Maggie slowly made her way out from behind Sarge only to once again trip. She stumbled forward into one of the new cars. Her hands clasped something that felt like bone as she stared ahead.
Tex gasped as Maggie grabbed onto the horns mounted on his grill. As he stared into her eyes he noticed they were a milky blue.
Maggie stuttered an apology before quickly releasing Tex’s horns and backing away. She didn’t stop until she felt Sarge’s grill behind her.
“It’s quite aright.” Tex replied with a smiled.
“I-I’m Maggie. Maggie Peyton. Who, and what, are you?” Maggie asked as she tilted her head.
“I’m Tex Dinoco, Owner of Dinoco Oil. And I’m a 1975 Cadillac Coupe De Ville.” Tex replied with a smile.
“And I’m Strip Weathers and I am a 1970 Plymouth Superbird.” Strip replied, smiling as well.
“I have NO CLUE what those kinds of cars are, but it’s nice to meet you anyway.” Maggie said with a smile before Sammy landed on her shoulder.
Once again Flo gasped, “Chick Hicks at 12 a clock!” Maggie groaned, ‘here we go again…’ Maggie once again felt herself being thrown to the ground and once again she felt Sarge on top of her.
“This is gunna be a long day…” Maggie muttered as she spit dirt out of her mouth.
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Me: Yay! Long chapter!! Goodie!! Well let me know what you think!