FAST HEARTS, HEAVY CROWNS (FF)
Ep 1 :manchildhood
Mr. Howard Ferrari arrived home a few minutes to midnight with haggard signs of a fresh quarrel still hovering on his face. His wife Ms. Ferrari was still conversing with her twin daughters, she drank a brew in the wet bar by her room side, they had been caught up in merry jest but the disconsolate expression on her husband's countenance immediately drained their happiness
Mr.Ferrari Howard
*greeted them in a voice that only betrayed the anguish he was trying to hide*
'We are all right,' they replied in chorus.
Ms.Ferrari Lisa
How has been the day darling? *she was suspecting the core of his vexation, she knew his husband had been drinking at Grand Ford's castle where every noble family's leader had been invited for the festival opening the next Formula 1 racing season
It has been 8 years since the Ford and Ferrari families decided to co-operate in several businesses as so to solve their historical misunderstandings in motor productions, but still Mr. Ford and Mr. Ferrari still had greed toward each other, Mr. Ford was curious towards Ferrari's failure while Howard always wanted strong cooperation as for a great future for his twin daughters and one only son
Mr.Ferrari Howard
it has been fine *Howard replied as he took a seat on the wet bar seemingly to take more drinks
Mr.Ferrari Howard
why have you kept these young girls for so long? *he reprimanded his wife*. They must sleep early for tomorrow's racing tuition
Evie
dad! this issue is becoming a must! I even don't like cars nor racing, you are always making us do this for your own privilege *Evie replied overwhelmingly*
Mr.Ferrari Howard
what's she even talking about!!!!! look Evie you gonna race tomorrow not of jst my benefits but it's our family's culture*angrily*
Ms.Ferrari Lisa
calm down honey
Ms.Ferrari Lisa
and it would be better if you two jst match to your rooms
Ep 2: Ford Flick
Lucas Ford, the successor of the Ford family, he's the best youngest formula 1 racer in Italy
early morning * Ferrari castle*
As sunlight filters through the tall windows of Ferrari state. The garden outside glistens with dew. Evie sits at the breakfast table, untouched coffee in front of her. Her mum Ms. Ferrari enters quietly, dressed in a soft silk robe, both carry the weight of last night's argument
Ms.Ferrari Lisa
*sighs, settling into the chair opposite to Evie* I didn't sleep well. I imagine you didn't either.
Evie
(without looking up) No. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face...... pushing, demanding as if my will doesn't matter
Ms.Ferrari Lisa
he believes racing will protect you and your siblings
Evie
but what If I don't want that protection? what if I want my own choice
Ms.Ferrari Lisa
(softly) I once felt the same, I wanted music, not circuits. But I obeyed
Evie
and did you regret it?
Ms.Ferrari Lisa
Every day. That's why last night I looked so harsh sending you to your rooms. Not out of anger_out of fear. You r braver than I was, and your sis
Evie
mama, I only wanted you to stand with me
Ms.Ferrari Lisa
(takes her hands) then forgive me. I do stand with you. Always
Evie
then maybe together we can teach him
Ms.Ferrari Lisa
(smiles faintly) Yes, even a Ferrari must learn he cannot command hearts.
a private racetrack outside Modena. Three cars line up:two scarlet Ferrari and a sleek metallic blue Ford GT. The sun beats down, the smell of fuel lingers in the air. Evie Ferrari tightens her gloves beside her twin sis, Eve. Across the track, leaning casually against his Ford is Lucas Ford_young, famous and the pride if the Ford dynasty.
Lucas
(grinning) well, well. The Ferrari sisters. Twin the talent or twin the drama?
Evie
(snaps her helmet on) Twin the speed, actually. Don't get cocky just because your last name are Ford
Eve
(coolly) He is not cocky, Evie. He's terrified. That grin in a mask
Lucas
Terrified? Please. I was born on a racetrack. My first crib was probably a pit stop
Evie
(teasing) Then maybe you still need the pit crew to hold your hands.
Lucas
Distracting, yes.
Intimidating, no. but I'll admit, seeing two Ferraris in my mirror........... it's like staring down destiny.
Evie
don't worry, Lucas. You won't see us in your mirrors for long. We'll be already gone
Eve
(to Evie, whispering) You sound like Papa when you talk like that.
Evie
and what's wrong with that? Confidence is in our blood.
Lucas
(overhearing) Confidence. Arrogance_same engine, different fuel.
Eve
Says the boy who trademarked his own signature move. What do you call it again?
Lucas
(smirks) The Ford Flick. Perfected at Le Mans.
Evie
(rolling her eyes) More like perfection in your imagination.
Lucas
Harsh. Tell you what___let's make it interesting. Three laps, winner get bragging rights. Loser..... cleans the other's car
Eve
deal. Evie loves polishing engines
Evie
(glares at her twin) Eveeee____
Lucas
(laughing) I like her. She is the fun one
Evie
(sharp but playful) And am the dangerous one
Eve
which makes me the smart one, don't underestimate balance, Luca
Lucas
balance? Please, racing is about instinct not balance.
Evie
Wrong, racing is about control. Instinct without control is just chaos at 300 kilometers and hour
Lucas
spoken like a true Ferrari everything calculated, everything perfect. But sometimes, perfection kills the thrill
Eve
and sometimes thrill kills the driver.
they all glance at each other_ an unspoken weight about the dangers they live with. The silence lingers for a moment, then Evie breaks with a grin.
Evie
enough philosophy. Let's race
Lucas
Finally, I thought Ferrari heirs only argued, never drone.
Eve
big talk, let's see if that Ford Flick can survive three Italian corners
They put on their helmets and slide into their cars. Engines roar to life. Shaking the ground. Over the comms, the banter continues.
Evie
I don't eat dust, I make it.
Eve
careful, Ev -if you push too hard, Papa will lecture us for hours
Evie
Let him lecture. Today am not racing for him.
Lucas
Then who are you racing for?
Evie
(smirks under helmet) myself and to wipe that grin off your face
Eve
Focus both of you. The track doesn't care about your flirting.
Evie
(blushing, mutters) who is flirting?
the lights flash green. Three cars rocket forward. The practice session begins__ not just about speed but about rivalry, pride and the start of something none of them fully understand yet....
Ep 3: The Weight of Legacy (TWoL)
The checkered flag waves, three cars cross the line__Lucas Ford GT is in front followed by Eve'e Ferrari with Evie trailing behind. Lucas cools down, grinning under his helmet
Lucas
(over comms) and that, ladies. Is y the Ford Flick is more than just a rumor
Lucas
(laughs). No rulers on the practice track, Ferrari. Besides, I didn't cut, I flew.
Evie
(calm, moving her helmet) He won fair, Evie. Don't waste your breath.
Eve
(to Evie, bitterly) :easy for you to say. You don't even care if you win.
Lucas
(teasing) :Ah, so the quiet twin doesn't have fire. I wondered when I'd see it.
Eve
(snapping):I will beat you. Maybe not today, but one day and when I do, you will remember this moment.
Lucas
(smirks, looking at her intently): Good, because I like rivals who don't give up.
Evie watches silently. She sees something in Luca's eyes,-- not just victory, but interest. And for the first time, she feels the tension, not just of rivalry, but of something unspoken, dangerous and electric.
Ferrari Estates, Modena 🇮🇹
The evening air was heavy with tension, the great halls of Ferrari villa echoed with footsteps as Howard Ferrari paced, his hands behind his back.
Across from him sat Grand Ford, the legend himself--- a man whose shadow stretched across every racetrack in history
Mr.Ferrari Howard
(sternly) : You forced this contract Eight years ago. Ford. Cooperation in business, rivalry on the track... My children suffer under it.
Grand Ford
(chuckling): Suffer? No. Howard, they are sharpened by it. Steel is forged in fire.
At the mention of his children, Evie Ferrari stepped in, her calm presence softening the room, Beside her, her twin, Eve, remained silent, fists clenched.
Evie
(carefully):Nonno Ford, *meaning grandfather used in Italy* we honor the legacy. But forcing the twins into racing...... it isn't the only way to prove ourselves.
Grand Ford
(eyes narrowing with interest): Ah, clever Evie. Always thinking. Perhaps one day you will understand..... racing isn't just sports. It's bloodline.
Howard's face hardened, but Grand Ford's gaze lingered in Evie__almost as if he saw his own reflection in her sharp mind.
Meanwhile, at the Ford household, Lucas Ford leaned against the window staring at the skyline. his father, Ford Leonardo, read financial reports without looking up.
Lucas
(quietly): the Ferraris...... They're stronger than you think.
Mr.Ford Leonardo
(coldly) They are our rivalry. Nothing more, beat them on the track, and the rest doesn't matter.
Just then, Lein Ortega entered the room. Though not Leonardo's daughter, she carried herself with pride. She bowed slightly to Grand Ford, who had just arrived from the Ferrari estate.
lein Ortega
(determined) Grandfather, I'll prove myself. I will work out them all. One day, you will give me the Ford name
Grand Ford
(smiling faintly, almost amused): recognition is not given, child. It is earned. If you want the Ford name, you will have to wreatle it from destiny itself.
Lein's jaw tightened. She cast the glance towards Evie Ferrari in her thoughts--- a rival she knew she would one day have to defeat, not on the track but in boardroom.
Later that night in the Ferrari household, Evie Ferrari slammed her gloves onto the table.
Eve
(angrily): He doesn't care what we want, Evie. Father, Grand Ford, all of them --they see us as tools for their legacy!
Evie
(softer, trying to calm her twin): I know, sorella.《means my sister, Italians》But we can turn this into our strength, You on the track, me in strategy. Together..... they won't be able to control us forever
Ian Ferrari(the last born in the Ferrari family) peeked in from the hallway, books in hand.
Ian Ferrari
(quietly, with a smirk) : Don't forget me. While you are fighting on the track and on business, I will beat Sofia Ford(last born in Ford family) in the classroom, Every battle counts.
The siblings exchanged glances. They were trapped in a destiny written long before they were born, but together, perhaps. They would rewrite it.
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