[Growling, Peridot tenses herself and then bolts forward at top speed with a nasally war cry, socked feet drumming across the linoleum floor tiles. She's gonna do it. She's gonna leap Mt. Wreck-It.]
NGHAAAHHH--
[Actually no she isn't. She's actually going to totally slip and faceplant onto Ralph's stomach! Really hard.]
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NGHAAAHHH--
[Actually no she isn't. She's actually going to totally slip and faceplant onto Ralph's stomach! Really hard.]