Master Drabble List.

     "C'mon, let me come in, please?“ 

    A pause. A moment later, the tiny president stuck her head out of the entrance of her secret hideout– or, use to be until she showed the reese-themed racer about it– and looked at him with a blank expression, though he already tell she was upset and stressed. 

       "Whaddya want, Rancis. I kinda wanna be, y'know, alone.” She sighed, stepping out fully and folding her arms tightly across her chest.

     Rancis stepped closer and smiled softly, “I know, I know, but…I just wanna cheer you up! And you’ve been alone long enough. I’m coming in there and I’m gonna make you smile, like it or not.” He placed his hands on his hips and gave her a stern expression.

      Oh Gobstoppers, she knew that face, and it meant he wasn’t gonna leave anytime soon until he got what he wanted. “….Whatever.” The ravenette replied before turning and walking back into the mountain. Rancis let out an inaudible gasp and let his arms down, a small smile lingering upon his features again. Well, that was easy.

        He sat down next to her on her sponge cake bed, the two sitting in awkward silence before Rancis finally broke it.

        “So…what’s bothering you? Why are ya so bummed?”

  “I dun have ta tell ya anything Fluggerbottom, and it’s none of yer business anyways.”

        Another awkward silence. Rancis glanced over and swayed his feet back and forth, soon reaching over to bop her nose with his index finger. Vanellope sat up and blinked in confusion. “I– whaddya–”

            Another boop. Rancis grinned. 

    “Rancis–” Another boop. And another, this time on her side. She jumped and covered her mouth to stifle her surprised squeal. 

    “Oh? Is that a smile I see?” Vanellope shot him a glare, but got cut off and let out a squeak when he reached over her fully, tickling her everywhere. She gasped and let out high-pitched laughs, flailing her arms about. Oh mod. “Rancis! Rancis– EEK! Nooo!!” She laughed and reached out in an attempt to get the reese-themed boy back, but once again got cut off by his merciless prods and pokes. 

      They lay in one giggling heap afterwards on the sponge-bed, finally calming down after awhile.

       "Hey.“

     A sigh, though this time it came with a small smile. "What, Fluggerbottom?”

        “I love your smile.”

       "…..Yer a huge dork, y'know that?“

            "Hah, I know Van, I know.”