Sugar Rush Vanellope Car Novels & Stories

I coughed and vomited, feeling my head swell instantly with a massive headache. With a sharp hiss, Lazarus said, "They're going sugar crazy!" He did the same for Duran and Valko. The two werewolves collapsed onto the ground, clutching their heads and groaning. "Velma, come here now!" Miranda demanded. "You need to throw this crap up." But Velma gnashed and clawed at her, fulling her jaws with more treats. "It's pointless," a smooth female voice came from behind us. “She has become addicted to the enchanted sugar.”

I suggest, resulting in both Gianna and Heidi's faces to light up. "I like the way you think bitch!" Heidi exclaims before turning herself back around in her seat and pulling her car out of park. Heidi slowly reverses out of the parking space before making her way back to the main roads and onto the highway. As we drive down the crowded roads Gianna then reaches into her purse before pulling out a tiny chocolate and vanilla swirl blunt. (For all my stoners: Chocolate and vanilla swirl white owls are so yummy. If you're gonna smoke a rillo, it should be that one.)

“Fine, but make it quick. We’ve got to get home on time.” “Sure, Darla.” Anya beamed and grabbed Penelope’s hand, leading her toward the ice cream cart nearby. “What flavor are you getting?” Penelope thought for a second. “I think Chocolate is okay.” “I’m getting vanilla with rainbow sprinkles!” Anya announced. They reached the cart, and Anya practically bounced on her toes as the vendor handed her a cone. “Thank you!” she said, licking the top immediately. Penelope paid for hers, and they both walked back toward the car, Anya humming happily with each bite.

He must see how flustered I’ve become because he says, “There’s a gas station coming up. Let’s stop there and I’ll drive us the rest of the way home.” This time I don’t refuse his offer. I pull into a parking spot at the gas station and Ryan says he’s going to get us some snacks. When he comes out a few minutes later, he has a bag full of treats with him. “Can you believe it? They had Furballs!” Ryan says with glee, pulling out a pile of candies, sugar and chocolate spun to look like a great pile of hair that has recently been vomited up. “And Bone Bites!” Ryan cheered as he showed me the giant hard candy formed into the shape of a femur so large it was meant to be chewed on for an hour or m

Vanelope ran towards me to hug me, “Hey, it’s alright, he got an upset stomach probably because of the chocolate bar that he ate. Do you always feed him chocolate?” “I-I do, back then, like twice or once a month.” I bit my lower lip, “I don’t understand, why is he on a stretcher if only because of a chocolate?” Vanelope shook her head, “He vomited a lot after eating the triple chocolate bar chocolate, you should not let him eat that, it could be poisonous for him.” “J-Just like Sebastian? But they ate a little bit of chocolate, right?” I curiously asked, which made her nod.

He hated his disguise as well as he hated Agent Violet's guts. She rolled her eyes. She went to scoop some of the ice cream flavors and make tall ice cream for her. Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, mint chip, butterscotch, and cherry are on her sugar cone. Detective Fox just shook his head. He let her play with the ice cream because this is the first time that he saw Special Agent Violet that happy like a child.