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“GEORGE!” Alex laughs while screaming at his friend who has just crashed into him. “Why would you do that to me! Lando and Charles are ahead!” His car goes off the track and spins in the grass. He’s laughing to hard to stear himself back into the race.
“You were in my way! I need to catch up!” George flys threw his self-made short cut in the grass. A track limits warning comes up on his screen, he just ignors it. He continues to cut threw the track until he’s caught back up with the front of the grid.
“I’m in last- fuck you george!” Alex complaines. He takes George’s idea and cuts threw the grass when possible. Suddenly he’s hit by a car going the wrong way.
“I need pitlane!” Lando yells, trying to fight his way in reverse.
“What are you doing?” Alex screams. “I was finally caught up!” He pulls out around Lando and continues to hunt down Geogre for his revenge. He’s still in the middle of the grid, yet the leaders are starting to almost lap him.
“I’m coming on your camera, mate.” Charles yells through his mic.
“You’re WHAT?” George burst out laughing, joined by Lando and Alex as well. Charles looks utterly confused, not sure what he said wrong. Ah, the realisation hits as he joins the laughter as well.
His shoulders drop in defeat as he says, “I mean, I was on your camera, in the game. Like my car.” He can’t stop smiling.
Alex just laughs, “yeah, kinda figured.” He smirks before adding, “maybe we should get you some english lessons.”
“No! I hate you stupid english speakers.” Charles grumples off. “Ou est Pierre et Estaban quand je l’en ai bession?”
“Yeah, yeah, go complaine to someone who cares.” Lando laughs. “Wait, mate! How are you in first? I thought I passed you like awhile ago?” He switches his attention.
“I don’t know, I’m in a Williams, mate.” Alex shouts back, knowing full well that he’s been cutting every corner.
A ferrari past them both, right before stopping, turning around and running head on into Alex.
“Charles, mate! Come on! I was about to take fastest lap from him.” Alex can’t with the chaos anymore. This was supposed to be a civil game, where they sim raced like they were actually in the car. And he was pretty sure this isn’t what would be going on if they were in the cars…
“Lando, we can be world champions. We can be world champions, I said! Lando, Lando, we can be world champions, please. Just win, Lando!” Charles laughs non-stop, also crashing into George to keep him from passing Lando.
As Lando takes the checkered flag in first, him and Charles cheer out! “We can be world champions, I said!” Charles repeats.
“Whooh! That’s to all the Max fans out there, this is how you really win a race” Lando teases.
“Don’t provok the chat, they’re going to start expecting us to actually crash.” Alex giggles.
“No, isn’t that the fun part? Adds drama to the race!” Charles jokes.
They all have one more good laugh. “I need to take a wee, so I’ll be back!” Lando shouts before muting and deactivating his camera.
While they are waiting to start the next round, they catch up on some of the twitch live chats. Ranging anywhere from, how was your morning, to, no wonder these idiots are not allowed to hangout on race weekends. One was real eye catching though; play some Christmas music! Get in the jolly spirit!
Charles, the one who seen it, thought why the hell not? It’d be fun. So he grabs his phone and connects his speaker. He throws on the best christmas list ever made (it was his own, but he had good music taste!) and lets it play out.
“Mmm, good choice, mate,” Alex praises while George just nods along.
“Chat’s idea, thank them.”
“Well, thanks guys for the suggestion. It’s making me feel festive.” Ales says while moving he body to the beat of the song.
Charles is humming along by the time Lando gets back. “Oooo- I like this song! Good choice!” Lando sits back down.
They continue to race civilly for a few more minutes, Charles humming along the whole time. By the time frosty the snowman comes one, everyone is rocking along to the music.
Jinggle bells starts playing threw the speaker and Lando lets out a very loud gasp. “I love this songs, it’s the ultimate christamas song!” He laughs, starting to sing along.
Charles, finding his antics funny, decides to joing him as well. They both sing along, Alex and George joing soon as well. When the song ends, they exchange smiles and giggles.
“We should start a band” Charles suggest.
“Perhaps we could join a choir” George joins in.
“No, mate, we are a choir.” Alex laughs.
“Maybe we should quit f1 and become pop singers!” Lando adds.
Charles throws his head back, laughing. “Now we’re speaking! Sounds like a plan, mate!”
The all fall into another laughing fit.
As the music continues to play and song after song comes on, the boy slowly abandon their games and start just sining loudly. With the fans encouraging them, it slowly become a christmas caroling stream.
“Falalalala-lala-la-laaaaaaa!” Then all end in unison.
“Thank you guys for coming, but that’s the end of ou stream today!” George says while Charles shuts off the music.
“Hey, don’t seem to dissapointed in the chat! We might grace your ears with our carols again next time… maybe.” Lando winks.
“Byeeeeee!” Charles shouts before instently logging off.
“Oh, somewhere to be, Charles? Anyways, bye!” Alex waves off.