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Striding into the open room beyond the café's door, Clipton gives you a Poppup's grin.

"Well then, friends, buddies, pals, beloved nerds! Keep up and we'll be there in no time!"

He's already darting up the stairs, not waiting for you and Noelle to follow. You both have to scramble to stay behind him. Noelle in particular struggles, having to lift her robes to give full range of motion to her knees.

Clipton pauses at the top of the stairs, laughing uproariously.

"Aw, can't you two take a joke? Don't you worry, I'll slow my roll for you. I didn't think you'd take it so seriously! Bahaha."

"H-hey! You said to keep up!" Noelle says with a scowl. 

He just laughs, waiting for you to reach him.

Once you're up and at his side, he starts to walk. His pace is still uncomfortably fast, but at least it's manageable.

"Okeydokies! So, I'm willing to bet you shut-ins don't know much about the mansion, right?" He smothers an unearned chuckle, eyes on the hall in front of him.

"...No, I guess we don't." You make a face to Noelle. She shrugs in reply.

"That's right, that's right. So, while we're on our way there, let me give ya a house tour!" 

You scowl. You're so close! And you just know that Spamton's waiting for you at the end of this. What if he's hurt? What if he's been waiting for you to save him this whole time?

"Clipton,  we're... very excited to see Queen's housing work. Can't we skip straight to that?"

He looks at you with a bright smile, but it's all teeth.

"Nah, see, I'm not really asking. You need my help getting there, so you're gonna have to indulge me, ain't ya?" He chuckles.

You're not sure what you expected. Of course it wouldn't be that easy.

He's right, though. All you can do is indulge him until he's willing to actually help you.

"...Fine. Where to first, then?"

"Great! Glad to hear you're on board!" He claps his hands together, smile only growing wider. "Let's start at one of my favorite spots!"

~~~

Having guided you to a door down one of many painting-filled hallways, Clipton beams as though he's done you a favor. He throws open the door and walks you both inside.

"YEAH BABY! Okay, okay, I know it doesn't look like much, but hear me out-" He chatters on, but you tune him out. 

All the same, you look at what he wants you to. Not like you have much of a choice. 

You're in a largely empty room, with the exception between the massive elevator shaft before you and the platform held in it. Three massive teacups perch there, evenly-spaced and inviting. They're just as they would be at an amusement park. 

"Why... is this here?" 

"-Weren't you listening?!" Clipton fumes, his face going red. He bears a striking resemblance to Spamton, like this. "Fine, fine, whatever, I'll say it again, make it real easy for you to understand. These were a special request from Queen herself! They'll take you between floors easy-peasy! She loves the things!" He thinks to himself for a moment, then continues.

"...I don't think she ever uses 'em, actually. But I think they're fun and I made some stacks out of it, so I'm happy!" 

He hops in a teacup. It spins in place for a moment, his momentum pushing it, but it settles quickly.

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