[OPEN TO ROCKETS] Run, run, as fast as you can!

[rarestcandy]

Who: Vanellope von Schweetz and ANYONE AT THE BASE.
Where: Goldenrod City - Rocket base.
When: May 21st - after the day's newbie training.
Summary: Vanellope's got a real bed. Time to check out the rest of her new digs.
Rating: A for Adorable? I will put something real here if anything comes up.
Log:
[There's a cute little girl running around the Rocket base. ...Why in the world is there a cute little girl running around the Rocket base.

Well, for one: she's bored. Two: nobody's tried to kick her out, yet. And three: how the heck did she get here, this wasn't Diet Cola Mountain at all. It wasn't anywhere in Sugar Rush Speedway, which would be impossible. It's time to find the station gate around here and try to go back through it, even if she wouldn't necessarily mind staying a while, what with having something more comfortable than a candy wrapper to curl up in at night.

Unfortunately, all her zipping around just keeps getting her lost. Even the Zubat following her around doesn't really seem to know where they are.]

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[rarestcandy]

[One would think that somebody would look sheepish, but she's just grinning up to him.

...Even though she thinks he's insane for liking mopping, but oh well.]

My shoes aren't dirty. Well, maybe they are now, but I hear the floors I was running on are kept clean by a gorilla with funny hair.

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[rocketralph]

_{[Ralph takes his turn to roll his eyes. Once they're on street level again, he waits inside the door and looks around for his abandoned mop and bucket. They're gone.]}

Great, somebody picked up my stuff. They'd better not write me up for slacking off or somebody's gettin' tied in a knot.

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[rarestcandy]

[As she leans over--like that will let her better scope out the area for the missing supplies--Vanellope stuffs her hands in her pockets instead.]

Can't you just tell 'em you were helping out a new "team bad guy" member? [Her nose scrunches up in a mixture of disgust and confusion.] Who the heck would wanna take that stuff anyway? Even t'just put it away.

...Weirdo like that probably should be tied in knots.

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[rocketralph]

They probably put it away, but I'm the one on the clock.

_{[Ralph makes the motions to push up the sleeves he didn't even have before stalking across the lobby in search for his equipment. He wasn't going to let some bozo take the one thing he could do in this dump away from him. It's not like he regularly threw his stuff down to wander off on a frenzy or anything. Totally.]}