Hiya!

I based this chapter off the weather I've been having lately. It's a very cheesy chapter but...

I want to thank LexisTexas2000, keishacurry00, and SuperSonicFan64(reviwed 3 times) for reviewing! :) I love you guys!

I also want to thank SuperSonicFan64 for giving me ideas for this story and helping me with the word choice for the chapter before. Kudos! :)

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The clouds rapidly turned gray and thick. They rumbled and churned, signaling that a storm was brewing.

Below, Ralph crossed his arms, smiled, and looked proudly upon his creation.

"You've spent half a day on that? That is the weirdest and worst tent I have ever seen," Vanellope said.

"Ish not dat bad."

"No, it's not bad. Not bad at all," she replied. A smile appeared on her elder's pale face, but quickly disappeared after her next remark. "It's not bad...It's terrible."

The tent, made from the bark of the candy trees nearby, looked like an obtuse, scalene triangle instead of the standard isosceles, triangle tent. The bark was pliable and bright pink.

"But, I love the color." The small girl smirked. Her only response was a grumble.

Plop! A raindrop from the skies dropped down on Ralph's head, sending a shiver down his spine. More drops fell against the ground and thunder rocked the clouds. Ralph plopped himself inside the tent, his head bumping against the top. Vanellope snickered and sat herself next to him.

The air grew humid and thick. The rain battered the tent, some water leaking into the holes in the bark.

Suddenly, Ralph narrowed his eyes and scrunched up his nose.

"Uh, Ralph? Why are you making a sour face-?"

His eyes began to water.

"Ralph?"

No response.

"Ral-"

"AAAAAAAAACCCHHHHOOOOOOOOOO!" And out of his nose flew a large blob of mucus, which flew so high, so fast, and so far that they quickly lost sight of it after it left the hole it came from.

"EEEEEWWW!" Vanellope screamed and scooted to the far side of the tent. "Get away from me, you sicko."

"Ugh. No 'blessh you'? How impolite." Ralph tried to mock her but failed miserably with a sore throat.

"Whatever." Her eyes began to droop. She yawned.

Ralph yawned as well. "G'Night- AAAAAAACCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Ugn...Ew...Good night, Burgerface."


I know...It's kinda random... and short...

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~PBR