Definitely not a "vurp" and definitely not something she wants to taste

[glitchinprincess]

Characters: Vanellope and anyone who's willing to talk to a brat with dirty hair!
Setting: First floor cafeteria.
Format: Either or! I'll be starting with action, but I'll follow your lead if you want something else.
Summary: Vanellope has discovered that she has to eat oatmeal and she is not amused.
Warnings: May be vaguely spoilerish if you haven't seen Wreck-It Ralph yet. Also, Vanellope gives inappropriate nicknames.

<sub>[This day was already turning out to be way weirder than Vanellope wanted to deal with. The last thing she remembered-- those creepy bugs coming out of the ground, and a crash, and Ralph yelling, and then--

...waking up here, and finding that weird note. Luckily the words were all simple enough for her to understand. Unluckily... the words were all simple enough for her to understand. No way could Sugar Rush have been destroyed! Glitches couldn't leave their game, right? And... and...

But those bugs, A small, nagging voice in the back of her mind whispered. Remember those bugs?

She didn't want to deal with it.

Another thing she didn't want to deal with? The jumpsuits. Uh, hello? Totally not her style! Her hoodie was much better racer material, thank you. She'd changed clothes and grabbed a handful of candy from her trunk ASAP.

Exploring the tower was something she definitely needed to do. She found herself at the bottom floor cafeteria more quickly than she would have thought - idly bringing a piece of licorice up to her lips to chew on, she passes through the doors.

A moment later, just after swallowing, she gags. Both hands fly up to her mouth and she makes a dash for the nearest trash can, jumping up to empty her stomach into it.]</sub>

What--?!

_{[When the vomiting subsides, she hops back down onto the floor and eyes the licorice suspiciously.]}

...bad licorice.

_{[With that, she pops a mint into her mouth. A moment later, she has to jump back up to the edge of the trash can. This is not okay. She's sure she could have some fun with it if it didn't make her stomach hurt so bad... but it does hurt. And it's not just one or two candies. She's trying it out with everything she's got, and the result's the same every time. Finally, she collapses on the ground next to the trash can, her face a little green.]}

This really stinks!

Comments

[glitchinprincess]

Hey, you came over here and started ordering me around. What's a girl supposed to do?

What, you're gonna get mad at this face?

[disgracedvoid]

[Flatly.]

Yes.

[Sneer.]

And you should have obeyed.

[glitchinprincess]

If you want me to obey you you're gonna have to give me a better reason than "you should have," ga-doi!

What a joker...

[In retrospect, muttering about him under her breath with him right there? Probably not the best idea she's ever had.]

[disgracedvoid]

[Yeah, don't mind if he makes a grab for you, Vanellope. He's pretty fast for someone this big, but hey, at least he's not trying to crush you. Yet.]

[glitchinprincess]

[ASDFGHJKL-- she's not quite quick enough to dodge that and she's not glitching yet, so he gets her by the hoodie and she flails around a little.]

Hey, whaddya think you're doing?! Put me down, put me down!!

[disgracedvoid]

[Nope, not talking, just heading for the stairs. Up those stairs. Where, oh where could he be taking this poor girl?]

[glitchinprincess]

Stop it! Stop it stop it stop--

[There's a faint light as she glitches, but.. she doesn't glitch enough to free herself from his grasp.]

Put me down right now, Mister! What are you, some creepy kidnapper or something?! Put me down! I mean it! I'll barf on you again!

[She tries to reach for the candy in her hair again, but with all her wriggling and the way he's holding her, she may not be able to get it.]

[disgracedvoid]

[And here we are, the infirmary. Darkleer unceremoniously dumps Vanellope in one of those beds. Huffs down at her irritably, then turns on a heel, hair swishing as he stalks away without a word.

Children, seriously. Don't even know where it is acceptable to make themselves sick. Jeez.]

[glitchinprincess]

. . .

[She sort of stares after him for a couple of moments, seated on the bed.]

Wow. What a weird guy...

[Oops. She purposely raised her voice a little to try and make sure he'd hear that.]

[disgracedvoid]

[From the stairs, as he goes back to grab his goddamn lunch.]

I heard that!

[glitchinprincess]

Would have been wasted if you hadn't~!

[disgracedvoid]

[If passive aggression were a sound effect, you'd be going deaf right now. Now if you excuse him, he's going to go grab his daily ration of tasteless cardboard bars.

Hmph.]