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Hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's me, your friendly Nut-ler who gets a BUG kick out of hugging people. My you've grown. Is that Turbo guy still inside you? You won't believe the evil things he's been doing. Locking your own daughter in that ugly basement of yours.
“Yeth, I have a bit of a growth spurt M!A for a little while, hoo! And Turbo ith getting histh comeuppance, don’t you worry. Er, now… what about kicking bugsth?”
*The Fairy floats along the stairwell of the Fungeon, staring at the ceiling like she was following a floating trail. She notices the King sitting in his cell and she flits through the bars to perch on his head* I've been looking for you! What are you doing in jail, silly? Why do you smell like Anon magic? And...did you get taller?
King Candy looks up, trying to see the creature who was reclining on his crown.
“Oh, Flip! I thee you got my message, very good. And, yeth, I… wait, you can smell Anon magic? Hm.” he pondered this for a moment before shaking his head and returning to the matter at hand.
“Ahem. Well, I was hoping to ask for a favor, but how did you even find me? Have you been in the Fungeon before?” he inquired. How could she have? She was much too small to be kept behind bars…
Well I guess you are normally really short, but that's what makes us in sugar rush so cute and lovable! You're kind of intimidating this tall!
“Oh, well now that'sth unfortunate.” he laughed sarcastically. “But being cute, yeth… hard to be adorable at thisth height, ith true, hoo!”
Oh yeah, you are taller.... So I have the right to say this; How's the weather up there, baldy?
“Little comedian right here, huh?” he replied with a roll of his eyes. “Ith LOVELY, and glitch-free. That'sth how the weather ith.”
She pushed her round glasses up her nose with a broad grin, watching his eyes go yellow, however briefly.
“I’m, like…” she paused with an odd look, counted on her fingers for a moment, then nodded.
“Twenty three. Anyway, you’re the one that introduced yourself as The Greatest Racer Ever, and I’ve only known one guy with that familiar greeting. So, what did you do with His Majesty? Or, is he still in there and you’re just along for the ride?” she asked him, still playing with the keychain. She kept a wary watch on him - with that M!A he was a little bit taller then her, and if he called the guards, well… she wasn’t in the greatest shape OR a fighter, but she could make a run for it, if she had to.
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King Turbo’s smile only widened. “Tricky tricky, cleva cleva girl. He'sth around. Not for long, but he'sth still rattling about for now. And what, pray tell, are you doing with those keys?” he demanded.
If this person was going to be trouble, ohhhhh you could BET your bubblegum he would be willing to fight for his place in the Sugar Rush cabinet. No matter what!
“Five?!” She asked him, giving him a disbelieving look. And maybe more?!
“Oh for codes sake man. She asked me to run a favor errand for her, not go off on some grand adventure through the Arcade!” she rolled her eyes and shook her head, running her hand through her hair. She paused, then gave him an odd look.
“…other then being tall, anything else odd going on around here, Your Majesty?” she asked him, glancing one last time down at the chart, thinking she had the path to the cabinet she was aiming for memorized.
She had to wonder why she ended up in this cabinet instead of Minthe’s. She played far too many games to just let a potentially faint coincidence laden happenstance pass by without looking into it.
Maybe this WAS the cabinet she was looking for. It got her hopes up at least, thinking she wouldn’t have to go around to all those other games. She pocketed the letter as she glanced around the room once more, before her eyes went back to him.
Greatest Racer Ever.
She had a thought, but she decided to wait on it a bit.
(( Sorry if you get this twice @.@ ))
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((Nope, just once ^_^))
“Well-well now I don’t THINK tho, ah hoo! Not that I mind being tall, thisth M!A ith actually kind of refreshing. I’ve had to make a bigger kart for myself, but that'sth done nothing but gather more attention from the playersth, aheh! All press ith GOOD press, tho they thay!” he laughed.
He straightened his bowtie a little and gripped his lapels in a regal manner. “But! I can assure you: everything ith ath it should be here. Ath it wasth ALWAYSTH sthupposed to be.”
“Greaaat.” she groaned, putting her hand on her head. Not only was she in the wrong Castle, but she was in the wrong Castle on the wrong side of the Arcade.
“Your guards?” she asked with an amused look as she tore her gaze away from trying to memorize the right path to where she needed to be.
“I don’t even know what she was talking about. She mentioned something related to Sugar Rush, I think… hang on a sec.” she dug into her hoodie pocket and pulled out a semi crumpled, official looking letter and unfolded it on top of the chart.
Dear Cat,
I hate to be a bother, but I fear something terribly horrible is going on inside one of the other Sugar Rush cabinets. I’ve heard a few rumors and such going around, even from my cabinet, that something seems odd about it.
As you know, I can’t leave mine at the moment, so I’m asking you to check in on it for me. I’m worried about them, after all.
Your friend ~
Queen De Minthe
“Oh, right….” she looked thoughtful for a moment, before she cast the tall monarch a glance.
“Eh.. how many Sugar Rush games are there?” she asked him, getting mildly uncomfortable now.
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“Well, there are 5 cabinetsth in THISTH section, but there could be plenty more that I haven’t found yet. I can only go out exploring tho long before I have to be back here, after all, ah hoo!” he replied simply.
He took a moment to look over the note, trying to look as nonchalant as possible. She was probably talking about him, but as long as he kept up a friendly front, there was no sense in alerting anyone to the situation.
“I do have to wonder what'sth got her twizzlers in a knot. I’ll have to be on the lookout regardlessth, I sthuppose.” he sighed.
Lulu" annnd when did you get taller than me hmm??" I asked in a cheeky tone with a smile.
“Since the M!A for my being tall happened, hoo!”
