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“What are we here for?” Aviators asked Paisley with one last glance right next to him, making sure Skull was also present.
“It’s for Stitch,” The Aero user replied to the co-captain without taking her eyes off the track ahead of her, “the yearly Grand Prix of Inkopolis starts today.”
“Didn’t know Stitch was a racer.”
“She uses a Sploosh so I can kinda see it,” Skull mumbled.
“Yup.” Paisley stood up to spot the remaining member, her arms waving excitedly when Stitch came out of a race car on the stations near the track. Hers were decorated in purple flames (she was the naturally purple one in their team), with her number and name written in a sleek font on the car doors, along with some sponsors and a logo of her team.
“Aw, she put a logo of us?” Aviators cooed while Paisley cheered for Stitch climbing the stairs of the bleachers. She was in a black and white racing suit with purple accents and a helmet of similar colors, which she took off after Paisley enveloped her in a tight hug.
“S’up Vi?” Stitch said with a nod towards Aviators, reaching her fist out for a fistbump.
“You look cool as hell,” Aviators said, “good luck out there.”
“No luck needed, don’t worry.” Stitch patted Paisley’s back who was still clinging to her squealing. Her gaze then found Skull’s, whom she threw a nod towards again.
“Lowkey surprised to see you Skull, can’t lie.”
“Avi helped.”
“I will thank him then,” Stitch said with a roll of her eyes as Paisley let go of her for her to put her helmet back on. “Anyway I gotta head off. Be right back.”
Paisley squealed again, taking off Stitch’s cap from her backpack and wearing it on her head.
“Choke them all with your smoke Stitchie!”
Stitch giggled under her helmet.