SA chap 7-A knife can be comforting
Swizz knew that he would have to face the other racers sometime. "I guess the murderer is a girl from Sugar Rush. Well it's not Gloyd." He muttered as he placed Adorabeezle on her bed before trekking on to the mountain. He didn't think anyone would hear here and even if they did, he didn't care.
The knife was becoming more comfortable in his hand. He hadn't cared much about the first three victims but after Adorabeezle's murder, things changed. He wanted more than his name cleared, he wanted the murderer to suffer. He put the knife in his kart and drove down the mountain.
He didn't care about being on the roster, so he drove out of Sugar Rush to a old arcade game among the new ones. When he arrived in Fix-it Felix, he parked in front of the dump. He assumed Ralph might know something about the murders since he had been in the arcade one of the longest.
He got out and put the knife in his pocket. It was almost a security blanket now after Adorabeezle had been murdered.
When he went into the dump, he didn't see anybody. Finally he saw the wrecker coming out of the Nicelanders apartments. "Ralph." He called out. He wasn't sure if the wrecker remembered him or not.
"Yes?" Ralph asked with a tone Swizz couldn't figure out if it was friendly or not.
"I was wondering if you knew anything about what's been happening in Sugar Rush." He asked trying to avoid stating why he was here.
"I heard that some of the racers hadn't been seen." Ralph said. Vanellope hadn't told him about the murders but she had told him that racers hadn't been showing up on time to races.
"Is that all you know about it?"
Ralph nodded. "Why are you here Swizz?" He asked.
Swizz bit his lip. "I was wondering if you knew anything. You can't always believe the rumors about people." He said.
Swizz was about to get in his kart since Ralph hadn't been helpful when Ralph said to him "How's Adorabeezle?" Swizz turned to look at him wide-eyed.
How did he know about her?
"What's wrong? You look like you saw a ghost." Ralph said. "Vanellope said that you guys are friends, although she thinks that you two should date."
Swizz tried to smile to not blow his cover. "Maybe we'll think about that." He said and got into his kart and drove back to Sugar Rush.
When he got there, he saw the other racers were waiting for him. He tried to drive around them but they stood right in his path. "Don't accuse me of any of the murders." He said in a annoyed tone.
"I'm sure..." Minty said.
Swizz interrupted "Shut up, Minty." Swizz said putting his kart into reverse. The crowd around him moved closer though. "Leave me alone!" He said as he reached for the knife next to his seat.
"Why? So you can go plan your next murder?" Sticky asked in tears.
"Why the heck are you always crying?" Swizz sharply asked. This caused Sticky to cry harder. Swizz rolled his eyes. "I'm tired of you guys blaming me. I'm going to prove that it wasn't me." He said grabbed the wheel and pushing down on the gas, causing the racers to move.
He was driving to his house at a breakneck pace. He parked and went inside where he cleared off a nearby wall. He hadn't liked the pictures of Vanellope's inauguration day anyway since they made him look like a cardboard cutout.
He stuck up pictures of the 4 victims. He then up pictures of the rest of the Sugar Rush racers. "Well it's not Gloyd." He said and made a small x in the corner of his picture."It could be Minty. She was loud and obnoxious earlier."
While Swizz was inside thinking over who the murderer was, the other racers were trying to figure out how to catch Swizz. "It's obivous that we don't want someone else murdered." Vanellope said in front of the others racers. They nodded in agreement. "That's why I've assigned Crumbelina to act as a undercover agent and have Swizz under surveillance."
Snowanna waved her hand and said "Why isn't the DPD (donut police department) in charge of watching Swizz?"
"We don't want the characters in the other games getting suspicous. Besides, Crumbelina is just as skilled as all the DPD."
Crumbelina sat watching Swizz's house, hoping that Swizz would make his plan so she could get back to racing. Too bad the person she was looking for was back with the others racers and smiling a smug grin. She smiled in a wicked way at her acts of deceit and the others racers' act of perfidy toward their former friend.
