[The Numel gives Ralph a flat look as his trainer ducks into her small, shabby tent, sighing out another puff of smoke before spitting an Ember towards the kindling. Even with how wet the land around the Lake of Rage was, the materials Ralph gathered are dry enough that they catch easily. Duty done, Diet Cola settles on a patch of grass not too far from the flames in case he's needed again.
Vanellope returns shortly, having switched out her swimsuit for summery pajamas and tied her hair back with a fresh piece of licorice. Only a few chalky candy hearts have taken the place of her usual assortment of toppings -- whether or not that's her attempt at a peace treaty on the issue is hard to say -- and she cheerily brandishes the bag of white and blue Cubchoo marshmallows.]
Got 'em! And I brought the chocolate and cracker things, too. Oooh, s'gonna be a feast tonight...
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Vanellope returns shortly, having switched out her swimsuit for summery pajamas and tied her hair back with a fresh piece of licorice. Only a few chalky candy hearts have taken the place of her usual assortment of toppings -- whether or not that's her attempt at a peace treaty on the issue is hard to say -- and she cheerily brandishes the bag of white and blue Cubchoo marshmallows.]
Got 'em! And I brought the chocolate and cracker things, too. Oooh, s'gonna be a feast tonight...