Chapter 8

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*massimo handed the money from the deliveries to giulia*

Giulia: Grazie, Papà! Come on, we'd better hurry

Beatstar: Right behind you giulia

*beatstar and alberto followed giulia to a sign-up booth with a woman imitating a sea monster hunter*

Signora Marsigliese: Fellow Portorossans! it is I, Giorgio Giorgioni! Slayer of sea monsters and beloved purveyor of pasta!

Beatstar: *gulps* Slayer of sea monsters?

Giulia: Ah, that's just Signora Marsigliese, She works for the sponsor for the race *sighs* this is gonna take forever...

Signora Marsigliese: The finest pasta in Liguria at a price every family can afford-

Giulia: Get to the rules!

Signora Marsigliese: Enthusiasm, Love to see it

Signora Marsigliese: To win my famous race, your team must be the first to brave the treacherous waters of the bay, devour a mystery bowl of my delicious pasta, and ride to the top of Mount Portorosso and back!

Beatstar: Sheesh, that all sounds pretty hard

Alberto: Yeah, hard to lose, we're going to win

Giulia: I love your confidence, but don't forget, we're going to have to go through...

Ercole: Champion coming through!

Giulia: Ugh...

Ercole: Ciao, ciao! Hey!

Beatstar: Ercole...

Signora Marsigliese: Aren't you a little old, Ercole?

Ercole: Signora! i am 16!

Signora Marsigliese: You said that last year

Ercole: But this year, it's true

Ercole: You might want to save your money, ragazzi

Ercole: This year, Ercole's gonna break the record and make it six in a row

Ercole: *notices giulia, beatstar and alberto and laughs* Oh, no I don't believe it

Ercole: Spewlia, you teamed up with these vagrants?

Giulia: Ignore him...

Ercole: Oh, I wish for you that you could but i'm afraid your friends still need to pay the out-of-town weirdo tax

*ercole snaps his fingers and ciccio lift up beatstar by the back of her shirt and steal her headband*

Beatstar: Hey! Ercole! give that back!

Ercole: *goes into beatstar's face* what, this little headband is yours? well that is too bad because Ercole doesn't have to do anything, he's the Portorosso Cup champion, number one

Ercole: And number two, his life is amazing and everyone loves him

Beatstar: They don't love you, they're afraid of you!

Ercole: *sputters* Raise your hand if you love me

*everyone raises their hand*

Ercole: See? everyone

Ercole: Even you *boops beatstar* bop!

Alberto: Oh that is it! if you won't give it back to her i'll just take it back from you!

Ercole: Hey! This vagrant want to fight for his little friend's headband

Ercole: Wow! *remarks in italian*

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