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☀  It was surprising just how easy it was to run late to school when you literally lived there. Kaz wasn’t sure when it had happened, but she must have turned off her alarm last night and she’d woken up ten minutes before she needed to be in class. She’d thrown on her school uniform haphazardly and booked it for the classroom. Mr. Aizawa wouldn’t be happy if she was late.

She rounded the final corner to the room and was met with the back of another student. There was no time to stop or swerve, just yelp as she crashed into him and went sprawling.

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“Azarath Metrion Zinthos. Azarath Metrion Zinthos. Azarath Metrion Zinthos...”

All was quiet in Titans Tower. With the Brotherhood defeated and everyone settled back where they belonged, Raven imagined that things would remain that way. After all, what could go wrong when basically every villain they had ever come across had been frozen? She had decided to meditate as a result of that. It was what she often did when she wasn’t interested in reading.

As she levitated and meditated, Raven was all but lost to the world. She wasn’t at all paying attention to anything that might have been going on with the tower’s electrical sources, let alone the main power unit. It wasn’t her concern in the living room, anyway, so why worry?

More often than not, Winds would tousle silver locks to and fro as the girl they stemmed from crossed the midday sky. Traveling by her friend was joyous and always bloomed a smile across her face, the spirits frame vibrating with a laughter that could not be heard. Twirls and swirls abound, it was only once she arrived at what seemed to be a bustling city, her eyes were taken with a faint glow to icy hues. 

Perching herself at the top of a fountain in a park of this large settlement, bared toes pushed against the surface of the head of the spout, a flat point that she could rest herself as the water rushed out from beneath the small platform. Tattered white dress floated seamlessly about her, whirls of wind still playing with the locks. 

The alabaster woman peered out among those in the hustle and bustle of the people lingering out on this cold nipped day. Surely a winter air was among them, but there was no sign of chill across her skin. Instead, a gentle smile as she looked from person to person, only stopping once she settled on a boy that seemed nearly out of place for her. 

Leaning forward some, the silent spirit curiously canted her head, brows furrowing as her focus settled on him. No, perhaps not a boy, but closer to a man? The part that troubled her was that she simply could not tell, and the way he felt was different than other humans. It was this simple confusion that let the girl flick her wrist, a piece of paper forming just before her hand in a small shock of light. A finger directed down, as if it was tied by an invisible string, the parchment halting only a foot from his face. 

“ Ya didn’t just do that for NO reason!” The child barks, clearly a little more than flustered about the whole thing. She’d been perfectly fine! Sure, the car had hit hers pretty hard during the drag race, but she was okay. Vanellope knew she could take care of herself. Just fine.

         “ I don’t need ya t’ tackle me out of the fudgin’ air like I’m some kinda’ porcelain doll Vale!” She reprimanded. “ I can take care a’ myself!!” 

                    After the outburst, the child felt her brows knit together as she felt a twang of guilt for snapping at him. He was just trying to help after all.. even if it irritated her that he was insistent on doing so. “ ...........Sorry.” 

“Oh, hey Vale. What brings you to th’ wide world of the Internet?”

The littlest Slaughter Racer may have looked a little battered, a little dishevelled... but honestly, Vanellope could hardly care less. It had been a pretty rough day in Slaughter Race; but over here, rough meant great. When every day was different, with new challenges, and new players to mess with?

What were a few scrapes and bruises compared to that?

A group of players today had seemed to be more interested in causing chaos and doing damage to anything and everything in sight rather than actually following the given tasks, and the girl had got caught up in the middle of that. Her car had got rammed about and pretty scraped up, and she had her fair share of bruises...

But it had been an adventure! It had been exciting!

...plus, she’d eventually got to ram two of ‘em off a bridge in return, which had also been really neat.

Now that the game had quieted down a little, and she had a few moments to herself, Vanellope had stepped outside for a little breather... and the last thing she had expected to see, when she did, was a familiar face.

“ You’ve been doin’ what now?”

      Vanellope tilts her head the side in confusion. Everything he had just said? Made nearly zero sense to her. She’d never heard of whatever game he was going on about. Sure she knew that the wifi installation was bringing a lot more games in, but this was a lot of information really quickly.

Marinette beamed as she took up the phone in her hands,feeling the weight of it fully. Not particularly heavy, but also not fullylightweight, it would be hard to misplace or ignore in her hands. Breaking itseemed virtually impossible. Opening it up, all of her apps were there,everything that she wanted to see, except one very important thing.

“There’s no pictures on this.” She murmured thoughtfully,before an idea sprung in her head. “I know! Let’s test the camera!” Marinetteinstantly clicked on the proper button, opening the front facing camera,holding it up so she could take a picture of the two of them. “We’ll have thisbe the first picture on this phone.”

But, as she tried to adjust it, she found she disliked theway it looked from the upward angle, causing her to pout. “No…That’s notright.” Looking around, a smooth railing that held the barrier between theSeine and the pavement was only a few feet from them. “That will work!”Marinette happily walked over to it, her mind focused on setting up the camerato snap a picture of the two of them with a timer.

So focused, she did not notice the uneven stepping just bythe railing.

Tripping up, suddenly gravity took hold of the girl, pullingher down to the ground. Her elbows thudded against the ground, causing herhands to open, sending the phone sailing from her hands. Everything seemed toslow down in that instant, her gaze watching as fingers slipped away from theelectronic, it skating across the pavement, sliding beneath the bar of therailing, and a loud plopping from the river could be heard as the water swallowedit up.

“........”