Ice Cream, You scream

"Put some clothes on, you freak!"

"Yeah, and take a bath with soap once in a while!"

"Get back here, you little harlot! I'm adding resisting arrest to your charges!"

Valarie had never been more humiliated in all her life. How had she gone from trying to seduce her boyfriend wearing whipped cream to streaking the street fair while covered in dried mud and skunk musk and being chased by a cop with the threat of jail time?! She had to lose this cop before anything else went south!

Passing an ice cream stand, Valarie thought quickly and knocked over a display case as she ran by in an attempt to slow the cop down. Sure enough, as she looked over her shoulder, she saw the policewoman slip on the ice cream and fall flat on her back. As the cop looked up and growled, ice cream now running along her back, Valarie kept on running...

Before running into a shaved ice cart, tumbling head first into the compartment and letting out a squeal from the cold.

"Ha! Looks like Tubbo's hungry!"

"That explains the ass!"

Valarie pulled herself out of the cart with a yelp, shivering from the ice flakes on her skin and hair.

"Hey!" The man running the cart snapped, "Are you crazy, you fat ass?! I can't sell this now!"

"Sorry, I -"

"GET BACK HERE!"

"Gotta go!" Valarie shouted as she sprinted off towards an alleyway nearby.

"She went that way, Officer! Get her!"

Valarie ran as fast as she could to lose the cop, looking around for a place to hide. Suddenly, she saw a side door to a building that was slightly ajar, barreling through it and slamming it shut as the cop entered the alleyway. Valarie practically held her breath as she heard the sound of boots running outside the door. After a few seconds, she heard angry muttering as the cop stomped away. Valarie sighed in relief. Finally, things were no longer going bad for her today...

And then she turned around and saw where the door she ran through led.