Piling out of the coach, the guards came out to provide a security escort. Shaking his head, the young prince followed them as they sped along through the corridors, as they had much time to make up for. Rounding another few bends, he was clearly not focusing on what he was doing, as when they entered the Great Hall, his boot slipped on an exceptionally slippery piece of polished floor, and Rumble turned into a sliding bowling ball, crashing through several court officials and into a table, smacking into a chair leg with a loud bang.

"Oww," he moaned, and sat up as best he could. "Sorry, that wasn't the best of entrances."

"Excuse me?" a female voice asked, one that sounded oddly familiar. "Do you need a hand?"

Rumble looked up, though his vision was still swimming in circles, and saw a faint white blob before him. Moments passed, and then his vision cleared. He looked into the face of a girl with orange skin and purple hair, wearing a white ball gown with prominent panniers and a skirt that dropped to the floor.

He had last seen her at the Royal Wedding those years ago. It was Scootarella. He extended his hand to reach her gloved one, and she pulled him up. "Hey, thanks. I appreciate it."

She smiled. "No problem, buddy. It's great to see you again, Rumble."

A request for chazkopa

A comic based on @13mcjunkinm's comic and a fanfiction by The-Blue-EM2.