“Yeah, I’ve gotta stay cramped up in this rotten- I mean… wonderful castle. What do I do, eh? Well… there was one time where I tried my hand at fryin’… I’m guessin’ the cookin’ program’s in the king’s code…
Les'see, what else? Tried sleepin’. Apparently got a gnarly case of ‘insomnia’ or somethin’ like that. So doesn’t come too easily for me.
…So I occupy my time with my radical moves.
Yeah, life in the castle’s pretty sweet, I guess. No regrets whatsoever. I never get bored with these 23 rooms, fully-stocked kitchen, garage, library, bathhouse, ballroom, photo gallery, armory, chocolate coin vault, courtyard I can’t even go in at night, and those stupid 'secret rooms’ that the racers rumor about.
But… there is ONE new addition I never get tired of…”
It hath arrived! Huzzah! (I also got two huge bottles of pomegrante tea from my mother, my absolute favorite. :) )
Anyways, kingcandybyday followers, I need some practice on this thing: I’ve used a legitimate tablet for a total of about 5 minutes in my entire life so send me some requests so I can put some minutes on this thing, preferably about a certain royal midget. :D That’s right: Vanellope, obviously. Please bear in mind I haven’t, as mentioned above, have much practice at all, so these are gonna be rough.
I’ll end this with a question mark so it can be answered?
“Why did he think it was a good idea to try and write his signature in ink with his kart in the photo hall? *Grumble* And then, to think, I have to-”
“Oh AAA, sir…”
“Weeell, what do you think, Thour Bill? I tried programming it to look a bit more on the regal sthide and lessth like, sthay, an ungrateful mushroom-grabbing plumber, hoo-hoo~ I thought it would make me more ‘pronouncthed’ for my candy denizensth.”
(I’m sobbing right now, because there are so many people following me, and I have this horrible flaw of trying to satisfy everyone, so I’m like, “WHAT DO YOU EXPECT OUT OF ME?! I DON’T WANT TO DISAPPOINT YOU." I know it’s impossible and yet I try anyways. I’m so glad I made a good first impression! Anyways I’ll stop talking and try to art faster, because I’m slow as molasses. O_O
“Why hello there, neighbor: my name is Fix-It Felix Jr. from the game Fix-It Felix Jr. I was making rounds to find my friend, Ralph, also from the game Fix-It Felix Jr., when Tapper over there was telling me that you were making quite a ruckus. I felt it was my duty not only to introduce myself to you since I’ve never seen you around these parts, BUT to also ask you if you could please calm down a bit? It wouldn’t go unappreciated.”
“…Do you even, hoo-hoo~*HIC*, do you even KNOW who I AM? The crowwwn I wear? The title I hold?!”
W-well no, sir, I can’t say I do. As I just said, I, erm… don’t know you OR your… crown. I haven’t met you before, and I-
KC was [probably] promptly escorted off the premise and lead home by a not-very-happy Sour Bill, who literally had to almost drag him dead-weight to the castle. Or at least through GCS embarrassingly to the kart.)