"Okay, how do I look?" Rancis Fluggerbutter turns towards Swizzle Malarkey and Gloyd Orangeboar, who are guests at his house, now hanging out in his bedroom. The arcade is to open in twenty minutes. He asks this after looking in the mirror for a long time. He also has a very delightful, chocolatey odor.

"Dude..." says Gloyd. Gloyd and Swizzle are about to lightly prank Rancis. Swizzle says, "What's wrong with your hair?"

Rancis makes a very shocked, worried face. While looking in two of his mirrors, he exclaims, "What? There's nothing—— Oh gosh, bye." He walked into the bathroom to check on his hair.

"Haha!" Gloyd says, fist-pumping The Swizz.

Seconds later, they get bored. They decide to talk.

Swizzle says, "So, Gloyd... Who do you hate?"

Gloyd replies, "Wh-What? Nobody."

"You know what I mean!..." Swizzle says. He looks into Rancis' nearest cabinet and finds hundreds of peanut butter cups. His face brightens, he looks at Gloyd, and starts unwrapping.

Gloyd spills the jellybeans. "It's like Rancis and Vanellope are programmed to be together! I just-"

"I just think that you're jellyous." Swizz interrupts.

"Don't interrupt me, you rainbow lollipop!" Gloyd says, his cheeks orange. Swizzle giggles.

Gloyd continues, "I just... I just want somebody too!"

Rancis opens the door super loudly.

"Thank you for pranking me." Rancis walks over to them and smirks. "Swizz, how about.. you and... Adora?"

Most of the orange draws away from Orangeboar's cheeks as he makes an uneasy face.

Swizzle throws his package of peanut butter cups.

"PFFFFFTTTFFFF-WHAT? NO!!!

You mean, Adorabeezle Winterpop?"

Gloyd remarks,

"What do you think?"

Swizzle says,

"Umm.. no! Her name sounds super grand. You have 'Gloyd Orangeboar, Swizzle Malarkey, Rancis Fluggerbutter,' then, ADORABEEZLE WINTERPOP! That's like, eight syllables!"

"Your point?" Rancis asks.

"She's superficial!" The Swizz bursts.

"Ummm..." Gloyd utters. Swizzle Malarkey starts monologuing. "You know how, she's all bright, pretty, perfect-looking, and colorful, right?"

"Yup..." Gloyd says.

"Vanellope is." Rancis spoke without thinking. He blushes super hard and covers his mouth with his dominant hand. Gloyd smiles at him.

"Welp, she's not!" Swizzle shouts. Gloyd immediately makes an angry face, but tries to hide it.

"She acts like... she's better than me... and... fudge." Swizzle ends it. He has flashbacks of when Adorabeezle was teasing and ice-creaming him.

"Welp, forgetting about Adorabeezle..." Rancis says. "How about..."

In unison, Gloyd and Rancis ask, "STICKY?" Swizzle starts choking on a peanut butter cup. He starts the noises, punching his chest. "Oh..." Gloyd says.

"Whoa. You okay there, bud?" a caring Rancis says, patting Swizzle on the back. After choking, a better Swizzle swallows his choked up candy.

Swizzle coughs. "Thanks, Butterfingers." he says.

Rancis nods.

"If you died, would you have respawned?" Gloyd asks. Swizzle makes a sighing noise.

"Umm?" Rancis says, wanting Swizzle to answer the question about Sticky. Swizzle blushes profusely.

"We're just fr-acquaintances!"

"Uh-huh." says Gloyd, his fist under his own chin, looking into Swizzle's eyes with a smile.

"Acquaintances that smile and blush at each other all the time. Those are the faces somebody makes when they're thinking about their crush." Rancis points out.

"You and Vanellope?" Swizzle roasted Rancis like a marshmallow on s'mores.

"Ugh!" says Rancis.

"See? I'm not like you guys!" says Gloyd. "She's probably the reason why you got hit by that gumball. You're always staring at her."

"What? That thing came at me by surprise." Swizzle tells.

"Oh." Rancis says. "That was the day I realized how good-looking Vanellope is..." He starts blushing and daydreaming. "Hello, RANCIS!" says Gloyd, trying to get his attention. Rancis snaps out of it.

"YOU my friend, really like Vanellope Von Schweetz," says Swizzle.

"And you, my friend," Rancis states, "really like Sticky Wipplesnit."