Hey everyone! Sorry if you didn't like last chapter, it was kind of random, so yeah... moving on from that awkwardness...

This chapter is a lot more bearable, just some mild language. Be careful...

ANYWAYS, Enjoy!


Gloyd woke up on the bed of his pumpkin home. He tried rolling over, but something inside him protested strongly. 'Ugh,' he thought. 'What happened?' No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall anything that happened the night before. All he knew was that he did not fall asleep at home...

He was in his sleepwear, his racing clothes neatly in his closet. He distinctively smelled of chocolate. 'What HAPPENED?!' He tried shrugging it off as he prepared for the day.

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Rancis opened his eyes slowly and looked around. He was in his bedroom. He sat up on his bed and instantly regretted it. His head throbbed badly. "Ugh," He groaned and gently laid back down. 'Good thing I don't have to race today.' He thought as he very slowly pulled himself out of bed. His legs failed him as he tried to stand, and he fell to the ground. 'Alright, what the fuck?' His whole lower half hurt. He pathetically pulled himself back into bed and spent a good portion of his morning there.

Gloyd was in his way to the track when he remembered he hadn't made the roster the day before. 'Oh, well. Might as well see what the other racers are up to.' As he approached the track, Taffyta glared at him. "And what are you doing here, Pumpkin head?" She stomped over to him before he could out his kart.

"Well, I just wanted to catch up with the others for a while before the first Quarter Alert. Maybe even play a few classic pranks." He laughed.

"Why aren't you with Rancis? Did you do what you were supposed to do?" He glared at him.

The boy didn't like the way she worded it. 'I was told. I don't have to do anything!' he thought. 'Wait...HOLY LIVING FUCK. DID RANICS AND I FUCK LAST NIGHT?!' He suddenly realized, his brown eyes widening. He quickly made a 2-point U turn in his kart and headed straight towards a certain boy's house.

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Rancis tried going back to sleep for sometime now. He had tested his legs again, and he could walk, but his head was still a problem. As he was closing his eyes for the umpteenth time, he heard someone's kart speed into the neighborhood. He groaned again and rolled over. Didn't they already have their first Quarter Alert? He slowly got out of bed. He looked in the mirror. His hair was so horrid it made him want to cry. The blonde sighed. 'Today was going to be one of those days.' After fixing his hair to at least a decent level, he heard pounding at the door, which made his headache come back. Angrily he stomped down the stairs and dramatically flung open his front door. "WHAT?!" he screamed.


DONE. Is it just me, or are these just really short? MY APOLOGIES.

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I didn't really have anything else to say here...MEH.

Until next time, lovelies!

~Alix