"Daddy, can I come?" Vanellope asked, all hyped up.
"No, Vanellope. It's too dangerous!" King Candy replied, running out. "What, why not?" she cried out. King Candy looked at her and said pointedly. "Because it's too dangerous! Now go home where you'll be safe from harm!"
"He always does this!" Vanellope cried out in frustration. "He thinks he knows best because he's the king! Well, I'm a princess, don't I have a say in this, too?"
Vanellope turned around and looked at Turbo, her uncle. "Uncle?" she said, walking over to her. Turbo's face was slumped in the palm of his hand and looked at her in a bored manner. "He is the king, my niece, and he is your father. Perhaps it'd be best if you listen to him." He advised her.
"But I want to be a powerful ruler, like daddy!" she complained. "I'd do anything to prove to dad I'm strong too!"
Turbo smiled wickedly and looked at her young girl. "You'd do anything?" he reiterated. She looked at her uncle and nodded. "Well, there is one place. It's called- No! I can't tell you!"
"What's this place uncle? Tell me!" Vanellope said, getting giddy.
"Black Licorice forest," he began to explain. "is the deadliest, gravest place to go. Unless you're brave enough."
"I'm brave! I'm brave!" Vanellope exclaimed, jumping.
"Just remember, this is our little secret. We don't want your father to know," he reminded her.
"Okay, thanks, Uncle Turbo, running off. "You're the best!"
Turbo smirked at her and walked back inside his home. "Yes, I am the best," he remarked.
