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"Do you have a neck problem, Girl?"
My head stopped twitching at the candy go-kart, giving the owner her attention. The young girl gave me a raised eyebrow in concern of my weird behavior. I expanded my nostrils a couple times to ch the child's scent. Like her car, her hair even smelled like a cupcake in a puddle.
"That's weird." I sniffed.
"Are you like this towards children?" The kid insulted.
"You smell fruity!" I answered.
"No wonder why my dog went after you!" I replied.
"You should keep that mutt on a leash!" I was told.
"Sorry about that." I apologized.
"Just keep your pets in the house! They may wander off." The girl responded.
The irony of the youth's advice brought back the bad memories of how I quit Bolt's show five years ago. The studio was trying to fool my dog into believing our show was reality. The charade ended after Bilt I was captured by Dr. Calico during a taping of a cliffhanger episode. I was then forced to continue the show with a "fake" Bolt; which nearly cost me my life. If my dog hadn't returned when the studio got burnt down, my soul would be in heaven.
"Something wrong?" I heard.
"Huh? N-nothing!" I awoke.
"I wonder why you're here." I said.
A breath was taken by the child before she began her explanation of her presence. Her story started with another insult at me. I easily accepted the blame of what Bolt did because I left the front door opened. The new blame however, sounded delusional. Apparently, I left her stuck for two hours after I left Litwak's Arcade last night. When she heard that the arcade was getting robbed, she floored backwards into one of the robbers.
She then drove the candy vehicle at the other thief and drove off after she heard police sirens coming. Finally, she came here to shelter herself and her car from the storm.
"And that's my story!" The little girl concluded.
"You drove that thing all the way here?" I gasped.
"Yes, isn't it a thing of beauty?" The child turned to her vehicle.
I got on my feet and reexamined the candy go-kart. While walking around inhaling the nasty stench of rotted candy, the girl revealed a secret about her car. At first I didn't believe it, but the smell was countering my denial. She told me that the kart was made out of REAL candy flavors. Chocolate, vanilla, you name it. The car smelled multi-flavored.
"How on Earth did you make this?" My eyes widened.
"A friend of mine helped me create it a few months ago." The kid said.
I looked down near the back left wheel to discover two signatures. Written to what seemed like ketchup, it labeled two names I recognized. Two names that were given to two video game characters. The first name belonged to the villain of the 80s' arcade game, Fix-it Felix Jr. The second signature made me question the young girl.
"Is your name really Vanellope?" I turned to the kid, lying in front of me.
"Vanellope Von Schweetz is my name!" She nodded.
"Don't lie to me." I said.
"Really! I'm the character you chose in Sugar Rush last night!" She convinced me.
"THERE SHE IS!"
Our conversation ended as the two cops from inside, came out to see the hero. In a blink of an eye, "Vanellope" flashed before us an jumped off her kart. She then scurried up the tree by the cops got to me.
"What do you guys want?" The scared girl cried.
"Incredible!" I head.
I turned around to find Riley examined the "weapon". Marc got his attention towards "Vanellope" while his black sidekick was taking pictures with his smartphone. They told me to returned me to return into the house, but I didn't want to. I turned to the poor girl and saw fear in her eyes. Frozen against the trunk with her feet standing on the branch, made me feel bad for her.
"You guys aren't going to arrest her?" I guessed.
"She's just a little girl!" I exclaimed.
"Of course not!" Marc turned to me.
Vanellope's POV
A sigh of relief got blown out of my mouth after my ears heard where I wasn't going. The plan unfortunately, sounded just as bad. They wanted to take me to the Police Station, interrogate me, and send me to my parents. Only problem was the fact that I didn't have any parents. Knowing that the police will think I'm delusional, I needed to escape. It would have been simple, IF MY CAR WASN'T FOUND BY THE COPS! With them facing the gamer, the time now, but there was bi whee to go. No whee, but what was in front of me.
"Hmmm..."
An evil grin grew on my adorable face as a window became in sight. It was a risk plan but I had no other choice. All that I required to flee was my agility and my powers. Failure to glitch would be the only draw back. Shattered pieces of glass sticking into m flesh sounded deadly, but it was a risk I needed to take.
"Branch seems closer to window..."
"No strong wind,..."
"OK, let's do this!"
Penny's POV
"What if she doesn't have..."
The sounds of leaves falling disturbed my conversation as we all looked up. The crazy child was about to make a daring dash towards my bedroom window. I screamed for the girl's life, but something extraordinary happened. No human on Earth could do what we witnessed, and this is coming from a girl who starred in an action television show. "Vanellope" flashed blue for a second, then vanished without a trace.
"Did...she...just..." Riley struggled to say.
"WHAT THE HELL?" I gasped.
Another flash illuminated my bedroom, giving us the possibility that the candy girl teleported inside. The cops ran back in the house, forcing me to follow them. I gave the directions to my room as I stopped passed the door. With the smell of coffee and pancakes in the air, the boys were on their own. T was 7:00am; which meant I only had a half an hour before the bus reached the bus stop.
Vanellope's POV
"Shhh..., quiet." I whispered.
Perhaps coming in here was a bad idea as a noisy hamster was trying to blow my cover. Squeaking like a freak, the brown rodent was hopping around in its cage wildly. Almost as if it was happy to meet me. Hopefully the dog wasn't on his way to see me again.
While the small pet was pestering me, my eyes were scanning for a hiding place. The room was large enough for two people to sleep in. Photos of the teenager and her mutt were all over the walls. Just by seeing how many photos she had, she seemed more lonely than I was. A queen sized bed was near the window I entered from, facing the eastern wall. In front of the bed laid the hamster's cage on a desk with some kind of computer next to it. Next to the desk, was where the cops were going to come in
"Guess I'll take the closet!"
My feet quickly made a mad dash into the southern wall closet, sliding the wooden door as I got inside.
"Huh?"
The thought of a bug on me came up as I felt something land on my head. It became especially confusing whether it was just a sprinkle moving down my hair or not. My palm pressed against something as I watched the police come into the bedroom. Frozen in fear, my code pressure was rising. Praying they wouldn't find the silent me.
"Please don't see me."
"Please don't see me."
"Check the closet." The white cop said.
"Oh snap."
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