As Cream walked around making long thoughts began to grow somewhat difficult as she could tell something wasn’t right but couldn’t figure out what nor manage to articulate it before a group of robots walked over to the trio and insisted on each of the three going over to different attractions. Normally Cream would’ve protested as she would want to stay with her mother but in her current state she didn’t see why she should argue with the robots as a grin spread across her face. “Okay young lady you’ll be in the bumper cars: be the last one standing and you’ll get a special prize!” This would be something that again she would normally not be interested in as she was scared of violence unless it was a last resort or to simply protect her friends but the atmosphere made her really gain the want to win as she quickly hopped into her assigned vehicle intent on taking out the unsuspecting children who would be playing with her as that prize was meant to be hers.
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