Happy Trails Trailer Park

From beneath the ground and snow, a submarine telescope emerged, viewed the land around it before, dipping back underground; after a second passed, Ricky's Truck emerged with the Teen himself inside driving it with a cackling smile, while Vicky sat in the passenger seat with a wide eye look of disbelief.

"We've arrived at mi casa!" Ricky cheered as his truck's engine shut off after he turned the ignition off, he then glanced over at Vicky and released an exhausted breath of relief. "It only took us a year to arrive, but hopefully it won't happen again with the author!" Ricky remarked with a chuckle to himself.

Vicky, shaking off the incredulity of the teen next to her using his truck as some sort of land submarine, opted to just get herself from out of the truck and get away from the crazy teen for a good second to collect herself.

Slamming the truck door shut with anger after getting out of the passenger seat, Vicky kept a watchful eye on Ricky as the teen himself calmly walked out from his truck and slammed his door shut while whistle a jaunty tune; Vicky looked around, and frowned when she noticed that Ricky had parked his Truck in the midst of the trailer park's picnic area.

With a scowl on her face as she palmed her hips and gestured at the truck and picnic area, "Nice Parking, idiot! Where the heck did you learn to drive!? You stupidly parked nowhere near your trailer home!" she remarked in a snide tone.

Ricky looked back at Vicky with a surprised look, before checking the surroundings, then cheerfully grinned as he thumbed at himself, "Not a lick a problem, my good lady! I'll simply move the truck!" he answered Vicky with a prideful smile.

With a deadpan look on her face, Vicky gestured at the unshoveled snow that would impede the truck from getting any good traction, "Think again idiot, how the heck are you gonna get out of this mess!?" she asked while throwing her arms up in exasperation.

Ricky squinted at Vicky while tapping his chin in thought, before smiling as a lightbulb appeared above his head, earning a squawk of surprise from Vicky at the sight as Ricky took the lightbulb that appeared over his head and pocketed it into his winter jacket, "I shall lift it!" he cheered while pointing up with his index finger.

"..." Vicky, with a deadpan look once again, simply spoke back to Ricky with a tone of skeptism. "Yeah…good luck with that Swartzengerman." she sarcastically remarked.

With his fists planted into his sides, Ricky puffed his chest out, before pulling out a can of spinach, "Tiss but a matter of eating my greens!" He cheered back with a grin, before pulling the lid off the can on spinach, and downed the entire contents of said can in one go.

Vicky, with an annoyed look now, slapped her face at the stupidity of Ricky, "For the…" she then threw her arms up again in exasperation, "You've been watching too much popeye the army man!" she shrieked in anger.

Ricky tossed his empty can of spinach into the back of his truck, and wagged his finger at Vicky from across his truck, "Popeye the army man was a documentary, everyone knows you can achieve great strength by eating spinach!" he boisterously announced.

Vicky crossed her arms and waited for Ricky to fail, "Whatever, just get this over with." she remarked with a deadpan look.

"I shall!" Ricky said as he stomped over to the side of his truck, and bent at his knees.

Vicky's expression switched to pure disbelief as she watched Ricky heft the truck over his head, and began walking off with it at a steady pace, "All shall know that I am the one and only spinach eater, bringer of greens and slurper of milk! Behold, for all shall know that I am all powerful!" Ricky yelled in excitement as he carefully carried his truck over his head, while walking with his legs out wide, each step making a deep indent in the snow beneath him.

"...Why was I even surprised!?" Vicky asked herself, while slapping her face, before sliding it down off, "The food and night better be worth it." She grouched to herself, while following after Ricky, but maintained a safe distance from the teen less he mess up and accidentally drop his truck.

With a loud boom from Ricky cartoonishly tossing his truck over his head to land beside his trailer home, the teen whistled a jaunty tune as he turned and presented the truck to Vicky, "See, made it without nary a scratch!" he cheered.

"Yeah, save for the bumper and tail lights." She smirked at Ricky while thumbed at the damage Ricky caused to his own truck by bumping it onto poles and trailers.

"Pshaw!" Ricky waved off the trouble, and smirked back at Vicky's annoyed grin from him brushing aside the dilemma, "It'll buff out!" He reassured Vicky, before making his way to the front door of his home with Vicky in tow.

As Ricky approached his front door of his home, a blur of white tackled him into the snow beside the trailer home, leaving Vicky dumbfounded as she watched the teen's body disappear into the snowy ground. While Vicky Stood just outside the door, the door itself was opened by Ricky's mom in her casual winter clothes as she stared down at Vicky who was at the moment looking off to the side watching Ricky get ragdolled through the snow by some white snowy creature.

Helen, with her hand on the opened door, looked once where Ricky was being tossed into the air by a giant snow snake, before looking back at Vicky with a bored look, "You Ricky's friend?" she asked in a nonchalant tone.

"I ate my spinach, You shant be winning this duel!" Ricky's voice trailed off as he grappled with the snow snake through the snowy ground, the two 'combatants' periodically breaching the surface with Ricky fighting off the massive snow beast, before going back under the snow.

Vicky gestured at the nonsense off to the side with an incredulous look, "What is even that, why is that? What is that?" She asked in panic.

"Mmh?" Helen leaned out and glanced where Vicky was gesturing, before leaning back to look at her, "I think that's one of Ricky's pets." she shrugged nonchalantly.

"But…it looks like one massive snow snake!" Vicky tried to reason, while looking confused.

Helen shrugged, and went back inside while letting the door shut behind her, "I think that one is his Antarctic anaconda." Helen's voice trailed off through the door screen.

Vicky blinked, and deadpanned to herself, and walked herself into the trailer home, "Of course he'd also have a pet snake." she remarked with an annoyed tone while opening and shutting the door for herself.