Привет, водитель!

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— No Vanellope! YOU WILL NEVER DRIVE! EVERYTHING! - with these words the castle doors closed.

— Ah, ah ... - the girl embraced herself and walked along the candy path.

This night she did not sleep, she could not accept that her dream would never come true. But not one she did not sleep.

There - here, back and forth. King Candy walked from one wall to another. But then he stopped.

— Hmm, what if ... "At that moment he stared at himself in the mirror.

It was morning. Vanellope already had time to wake up and go for a walk. She has nothing else to do. The familiar melody and the sounds of the engines made her turn around. She was frightened. Before her stood the very king who rejected her plea.

Ah,dude... What do you need?

Oh-ho! Vanellope, I thought yesterday ... And I decided to help you!

 —Hah why?- Vanellope could not understand. As a man who yelled at her yesterday and forbade me to approach the cars.

— I will be very happy to teach you how to ride! - He had a smile of a nutcase.

"You're overplaying, Candy."  -Vanellope thought to herself.

But still she finally agreed. She had nothing to lose.

They arrived. Out of the royal garage. Candy forbade Vanellope to drive and said that he would come in about 5 minutes with the car. She stayed outside. As promised, in minutes 5 King Candy leaves with a red car. Not like in Sugar Rush. She was exactly from.

—What kind of car is this? - asked Vanellope.

—Do not you like something? Less words! Quickly sit down!-He points her to the driver's seat.

—Hah, right away?

—Do I teach you to be a passenger? Quickly!

Vanellope sat down and was ready to go, but some kind of feeling stopped her. Fear...?

— Just do not worry. Immediately squeeze the clutch ... Brake! Brake!

6 times in a row Vanellope did not manage to drive in a municipality.

She does not give up.

—Add gas! Add!

—Ahha, I only learned to slow down. -Vanellope was very sweaty, not because she was difficult to drive. No. Because candy constantly touched her. That hand, when she held the steering wheel, touched her foot when she pressed the gas / brake.

—It's horrible. - with these words, Candy suggested another option.—Change the place.

Vanellope sat down on the passenger seat, and the king sat in the driver's seat.

He drove off a little, and then put Vanellope back.When landing, he stroked foot Vanellope.

—Come on, relax,- said Candy in a quieter voice.

—Add gas. More, more. Not bad! You see, you do it! Clutch! Clutch is a leg - on these words he puts his hand on Vanellope's feet and stays on it.

Suddenly she goes without comment.

—Hooray! I'm driving a car! Ah-ha! Hooray!-Vanellope joyfull.

— Yes, you do it. Not bad. You have enough for today.-Candy looks at Vanilla and opens the door to exit. —See you tomorrow.