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I look around at the walls inside my bedroom for the millionth time. UGH! I think. I need to repaint these things. I'm in my room because I failed to make the Roster today somehow. It doesn't help that I have been feeling way too sick lately, so that helps my reason. I've been ordered bed rest for at least a month by Dr. Mario. Like I'm gonna listen to him. The only reason I have obeyed it partly because of my best friend, Admiral Underpants. OK, that's not his real name, but we like to make fun of each other His real name is Wreck-it Ralph. So in the meantime the most exciting thing I do is nap. Being a president, especially of a really cool racing game has not been very fun thus far.
I decide to get out of my bed and go see what's going on when I run into my assistant, Sour Bill.
"Oh, uh, President Vanellope, it's you," said Sour Bill in his always monotonous tone.
"Yeah. Watch the castle for me, I'm going out," I said.
"Ah, but Vanellope, you know what Dr. Mario said"
"I don't care what Dr. Mario said," I say, getting very angry at him for always reminding me of what that stupid character said. "Did that stop me from being in the Random Roster Race yesterday? No."
"Yes, but as soon as you got back you were shivering your behind off and then couldn't stay awake for more than 5 minutes."
That's True, I think to myself. "But it didn't stop me did it?"
"Ugh. Just leave then. Where are you headed anyways?"
"I was gonna go to the balcony to see what's going on and then to the kart factory to make changes to my cart."
"Alright. Just be careful. I care about you President Vanellope."
"All right. Thanks for looking out for me Sour Bill."