12 years ago, on November 1st, 2012, Wreck-It Ralph was released at cinemas. Wreck-It Ralph is one of the best Disney movies and I didn't change this opinion neither in 2012, when I was 10, nor now, when I'm 22. Rich Moore gave us a great story about the video game antagonist, who wants his "colleagues" to respect him, as Mr. Felix Jr. would have never existed without ALL its characters, including Ralph himself. But alas, the town citizens treated Ralph like shit, which caused him to "gone Turbo". So, the moral of this story is simple-respect your colleagues. No wonder, that in 4 years, in 2016, Rich Moore gave us another masterpiece-Zootopia. Also, I may be insane, but I personally think, that Ralph is some sort of Disney's Shrek:he's a big and kind guy, who is being treated like shit, but if Shrek wanted to stay alone, Ralph hated to be alone. Also, graphics in Wreck-It Ralph looks nice:it's understandable, why this movie had no chances to be released prior to early 2010's(it's kinda hard to high-quality animate video game characters without proper CGI technologies). Music in Wreck-It Ralph also was made very cool:Sugar Rush is my favourite song in this movie. Humour in Wreck-It Ralph is also pretty good:scene with Laffy Taffy vines was very hillarious. And I also laughed a lot, when Vanellope mocked on Ralph, when he was hanging at the cane(also, in Russian dubbing, Vanellope called Ralph "туполобик"(Dumby Brow in English). Or how Ralph tried to be Morkowski in Hero's Duty, but he screwed up. As for characters, the citizens of Nicetown are just bunch of cruel and sadistic jerks, who hated Ralph so much, that they didn't value his actual role for the game. I also hate Vanellope's race rivals of Sugar Rush, but I can partially justify them, as their memories weren't fully functional. As for protagonists, I adore both of them, Ralph and Vanellope. And, at last, I want to mention Russian dubbing. I can't say anything about original voicing, but I really adore Russian dubbing:Stanislav Duzhnikov is a perfect Russian voice for Ralph(and he has some physical similarities with him). I can say the same about Nataliya Medvedeva, who was Russian voice of Vanellope:her voice is ideal for voicing girls. Alexander Gudkov also performed well, as Russian voice of Mr. Felix. Regina Schukina was great as Russian voice of Sergeant Calhoun(she also was Russian voice of Florrie in Madagascar 2, Ugga Croods in The Croods, and Valka in How To Train Your Dragon 2). Wreck-It Ralph is amazing movie, and I feel despair about Wreck-It Ralph sequel:honestly, Wreck-It Ralph deserved to be a standalone movie. But anyways, I love Wreck-It Ralph.

Me honestly, I loved that 3 hour vid. It fed into my hyperfixations. <3

Something I never quite understood. The world building in Wreck-It-Ralph basically explains that these game characters, are aware that they are game characters. None of them goes through a crisis like how Buzz Lightyear went through the entire pain of realizing that he is a toy and not the Buzz Lightyear from the show. They view thier games as a job.

So... Why do they hate the bad guys? And it seems to be only Ralph, and the characters we see in that therapy session at the beginning (which is really depressing by the way. They have to attend therapy because they get unnecessary hate) When it goes into game over, they stretch, and call it a day and go get a rootbeer at Tappers, and that's it. Game over is game over, the work day is over.

I mean, Ryu and Ken both go get a rootbeer, and they fight each other like fucking crazy in Street Fighter. They don't let thier programmed personas, regulate how they function off duty, so why is that any different with how the characters treated Ralph, Eggman, Zombie, the Orange Ghost, Bowser, and the other "villains" we see in the therapy session?

Is it just me or is the whole hero’s duty game soooo cool, tbh I would die to play that game irl and know the story, little kinda like some sort of science fiction movie but also like doom, like the game pics we see in the movie it just looks so cool, the tower, the background, the cybugs what went wrong and yeah

(this is just my opinion.) Why couldn’t Vanellope von Schweetz be voiced by an actual child? I mean, I love Sarah Silverman, but her voice kind of sounds raspy while voicing her. Why can’t any of the actors from Disney Channel voice Vanellope?

What do you think?

I noticed during the movies they use wire as a mode of transport, with the station being a surge protector. I thought no way you can plug all those games on same circuit average pull of arcade game is 50 Watts on a 120 A circuit on a 20 amp breaker you could have a max of 38 games on one circuit. So this totally is practical

So, I've created a Wreck-It-Ralph fic where a human ended up getting transported into Game Centeral. So far I'm about 8 chapters in with around like 20k words. Really enjoying writing this fic lol

Filled with cutesy things with my OC and the three racer boys. But don't let all the fluff fool you, I have a lot of story involved, such as how the game characters/and the arcade cabinets themselves react when there is a power outage, how other games (console games, mobile games, ect) work outside of Litwack's, trying to fit in Wreck It Ralph 2 to the best of my ability, while fixing some things that didn't make any sense in the movie, also, having a plot twist with my oc, that adds something to Wreck-It-Ralph's lore. (I won't say what, because spoilers)

Here's the fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58212298/chapters/148229368

And here is the first chapter, in case you'd like to give it a quick read to see if you like the premise:

Richard was doing his homework on his desk, trying to focus. It was Friday night. He almost always saves to do his homework on the evening of Sunday when it's the weekend, but he wanted to spend the entire weekend at his grandfather's Arcade with no interruptions. So, he was getting his work out of the way, so he could spend both days of Saturday and Sunday playing arcade games.

While working on a math problem, he heard his phone ringing. Richard lowered his pencil and looked over at his phone, which was sitting on his desk, vibrating as rang. Looking closer, he saw that it was his grandfather calling him. "Grandpa? Why's he calling me so late in the evening-?"

He took up the phone and slid his thumb on the screen to answer. "Hello?" Richard asked as he put the phone to his ear.

"Hey there, kid," his grandfather's familiar voice greeted him.

"Hey Grandpa... what's... happening?" Richard asked as he continued to do his homework as he talked.

"I want you to do a favor for me if that's all right?"

"Oh-?" Richard blinked. He lowered his pencil again. "Uh, sure. What is it?"

"I'm going to be away for the weekend. I won't be able to run the arcade for the next two days, also for today,"

Richard felt a little heartbroken at that because he soon realized that meant he couldn't visit the arcade for his two days off. "Oh, alright. Just called me to let me know, because you knew I was coming over?"

"No, actually I want you to spend the night in the arcade," Richard's grandfather said.

Richard blinked for a moment. "S-Spend the night?" He asked, taking the phone from his ears, and looking at it with a confused expression.

"Yes," His grandfather said. "I've heard there's a huge storm coming for the weekend, and I... well, I leave the arcade machines on.. for, reasons,"

Richard blinked. "Okay..."

"Let's just say the cabinets wipe their memory when they're reset. If the lighting shocks out the breaker, and I'm not there to quickly reset it in a matter of seconds the memory will be wiped for good," Richard's grandfather continued. "And I know you of all people wouldn't want your high score on Sugar Rush to be reset to 0," He added that last part with a chuckle.

Richard blushed a little after his grandfather mentioned that. He probably played Sugar Rush one too many times and completely raced out Rancis Fluggerbutter. The 13-year-old has a secret crush on the Arcade character, and he's just obsessed with his peanut butter cup aesthetic.

"Y-Yeah," Richard let out an embarrassed tone. "So... Why you can't be there to do this?"

"Remember, I'm-"

"-Going away, right," Richard nodded. "Forgot. Sorry,"

"So, you can go there tonight? I have a spare room in the arcade with a bed and a computer. So you won't be bored," His grandfather said.

"Yeah, sure. I can head there tonight,"

"Make sure to get your rest too. Don't stay up all night playing on the computer or playing the arcades,"

Richard chuckled. "No problem Grandpa,"

Richard closed the door behind him, then locked it. He turned and looked at the video game cabinets that were all in front of him. Litwack's Family Fun Centre was the name of his grandfather's little arcade. A lot of classic games, his grandfather was a sucker for the retros. But, he had a few modern games as well. Richard turned his head and looked at Hero's Duty and a Star Wars arcade machine.

Richard adjusted the strap on his bookbag, which was packed with a few necessities and his homework. "Why does he keep these machines on anyway? I'm sure turning them off wouldn't wipe the memory. His power bill must be higher than my score in Sugar Rush," He said out loud as he walked across the black carpet with different colored lines and shapes.

Richard stopped just as he was at Fix It Felix Jr. "Now, where is that room he talked about? Gotta set this bag down..." He turned his head, looking around. "I'm sure it's his office. I have never been in there,"

Then, he spotted a door. "Must be that. Or it could be the restroom,"

Richard made his way towards the door. He grabbed the handle and opened the door. And was greeted with a tiny bed, and a desk with a computer. "Okay, here we are," Richard set his bag down on the floor, near the bed. He looked over at the computer. "Geez Grandpa, get a more modern computer than that," He chuckled to himself.

He took some things out of the bag and placed the homework on the desk. Now, Richard wanted to do the homework... But he's inside an arcade. He just had to play a few games first.

Richard opened another compartment on the bag and took out a bag filled with tokens. His grandfather always gives him free tokens to play the games with. took out a handful, and walked back out to the games. "Hmmm..." Richard said out loud. "Sugar Rush? Or Fix It, Felix?" He was obviously thinking of playing Sugar Rush, but he decided to switch it up a little. "Let's play some Fix it... I haven't played this one in a while,"

Richard stood over the arcade machines, enjoying the old 8-bit music coming from the speakers. "Can't beat the classics," He smiled softly, as he reached into his pocket and took out one token. He kneeled and slid it into the coin slot.

Richard stood back up and placed his hand on the joystick. "It's fixing time-," He said with a smile.

He waited and waited. It seemed like he was waiting a long time.

But nothing was happening in the game.

Richard blinked for a moment, as a confused expression came on his face. "Where's Ralph?" He muttered. "Hell, where is Felix? Where's anybody?"

He moved the joystick, but nothing was moving at all on the screen. "Hmm... Busted arcade?" He said. He looked behind him. "And grandpa isn't here, crap. He's probably asleep by now too, I don't want to call him."

Quarter alert... Quarter alert...

Richard quickly turned his head to the screen "What...?" He blinked. There was a very faint voice coming from the machine. He leaned closer to the sloped screen, putting his ear closer.

Quarter alert... Quarter alert...

Richard squinted "The heck is that?"

The voice was very quiet. If the arcade was busy with the kids all over the place, you could never hear it.

He stood back up. "Guess it's busted too,"

"It's fine," He muttered. "I'll just go play another game, I have more tokens. More than enough,"

Richard came across the Sonic The Hedgehog arcade. "Some Sonic would be cool," He walked up to the controls and slipped a token into the slot. The screen started up, and he pressed start.

But then... Sonic wasn't on the screen.

Richard's happy expression fell once he saw. "What is going on?" His expression looked extremely perplexed. He jerked the joystick left and right but nothing was happening. "Is Sonic busted too?" He sighed. "Sugar Rush better not be,"

He leaned back, to take a look at the screen from across the room. He noticed the racers zooming up and down the tracks, with the third-person camera behind the cars. "Guess it's fine?" He left Sonic, and walked over to his favorite game.

He sat in the arcade chair and grabbed the wheel. He looked at the screen and saw that the game was showcasing Candlehead, one of the racers.

But then something happened that made Richard feel a little weird. Candlehead slowly turned around and looked behind her, then her eyes widened a bit and then she quickly looked forward.

Richard shook his head. "That must have been an animation of her looking at the other racers behind her," He pressed the start button on the wheel, and the screen changed to the character select.

But, it was only Candlehead. She was at the top left. Richard stared closely at the screen. "Why... does her animation look nervous? And... Where the hell are the other racers?" He pouted to himself. "I wanted to play as Rancis," He grumbled and sat back down in the chair. "Fine, I'll play as Candlehead then," He grunted. "Not that I want too,"

He selected her, and then the match started.

3... 2... But then it got interrupted as another racer slammed into the back of Candlehead and sent the car flying.

"Woah SHIT!" Richard yelled. He grabbed the wheel reversed, and turned, only to see a bunch of the racers flying by with the karts. "What? Why... Why did the race start before it... started?! What's happening?!"

Richard slammed his foot onto the gas, and sped off. He was trying to beat them, but then he heard thunder. "Oh shoot? The storm? I thought I was happening later on-,"

Richard was trying to focus, but then he heard a noise coming from behind the machine. He blinked. He leaned to the left, and looked down.

In the areas where the cords are plugged into, one of the cords was loose.

"Oh that's not good," Richard said. "Let me plug that back in, that's not safe for anyone," He left Sugar Rush's seat, and wedged himself between the Sugar Rush arcade, and the arcade cabinet next to it. He kneeled down to push the cord in, straining, because it was a right squeeze. "Come on... reach it..." He struggled.

But then, his foot tripped. "Woah!" He fell forward, he tried to grab the side of the Sugar Rush arcade, but he missed, and his left finger touched right onto the metal prong of the power cord. Before Richard could react, he felt a powerful shock zap into his body, then it felt like his body got pulled into something.

"Ahh!?" Richard screamed as he felt himself flying down what seemed to be a tunnel made of wires, "What's HAPPENING?!" He barely had time to process the situation before he crashed into something that felt like a small roller coaster car, sending it flying.

Richard was lying on the ground on his face. With his arms spread out, "Owwww..." His voice said, muffled. He slowly looked up, "What the... Where..." His eyes darted around him. "What is that?" A large opening with the words "To Game Central Station," above it

He blinked, then stood up. He placed his hand on his head as he tried to make out where he was. "Where the freak am I?"

Title: Sugar Rush Racers: Minty Sakura Shinobi Ninja Candy's

Genre: Adventure

Language: English

Fade in:

EXT. SUGAR RUSH RACETRACK - DAY

The camera pans over a vibrant and colorful racetrack filled with candy-themed cars and characters. Among them is MINTY SAKURA, a fierce and skilled ninja candy racer with a pink Katana Blade Sword strapped to her back.

MINTY SAKURA (voiceover) I am Minty Sakura, the fastest and deadliest ninja candy racer in all of Sugar Rush.

Minty Sakura revs up her candy car, adorned with cherry blossom decals, and prepares to race against her rivals in the annual Sugar Rush Grand Prix.

CUT TO:

INT. SUGAR RUSH GARAGE - DAY

Minty Sakura is joined by her loyal sidekick, CANDY, a talking lollipop with a sweet tooth for adventure.

CANDY (excitedly) Are you ready to show them what we're made of, Minty?

MINTY SAKURA (nodding) Let's do this.

Minty Sakura equips herself with her arsenal of weapons: Kunai, Shuriken, Ninja Smoke, and even a Flamethrower.

CUT TO:

EXT. SUGAR RUSH RACETRACK - DAY

The race begins, and Minty Sakura effortlessly weaves through the competition with her ninja skills and precision driving. But her rivals, the Sour Patch Racers, are not far behind.

As the race heats up, Minty Sakura unleashes her Flamethrower to create a smokescreen, allowing her to gain the lead. But the Sour Patch Racers are relentless in their pursuit.

CUT TO:

EXT. SUGAR RUSH MOUNTAIN - DAY

The race takes a treacherous turn as the competitors navigate through the winding roads of Sugar Rush Mountain. Minty Sakura must use all of her ninja skills to outmaneuver her rivals and reach the finish line.

CUT TO:

EXT. SUGAR RUSH FINISH LINE - DAY

Minty Sakura crosses the finish line in first place, victorious in the Sugar Rush Grand Prix. She is hailed as a hero by the crowd, with Candy cheering by her side.

MINTY SAKURA (smiling) Another race won, another adventure conquered.

As the sun sets on Sugar Rush, Minty Sakura and Candy drive off into the horizon, ready for their next thrilling adventure.

FADE OUT.

THE END.

In this scene, Ralph throws the medal and knock down the corner of the paper, as I was thinking about this scene, i realized that, the game world can interact with the physical world. Theoretically, if Ralph tried, could he break the screen and...get out?

It had been two weeks since the Adorabeezle Winterpop clone incident rocked Litwak’s arcade, and a sense of normalcy had returned to its many games. Although the residents of the arcade were initially scared of Adorabeezle whenever they saw her (and also annoyed at Vanellope for getting the arcade into this mess in the first place), they eventually found the ability to separate the actions of the real Adorabeezle from the clones. Vanellope’s reputation was a bit slower to recover, but eventually it did, mainly thanks to Felix, Calhoun and Adorabeezle persuading the rest of the arcade that the president of Sugar Rush had learned from the incident and that it would not happen again.

When Mr. Litwak eventually recovered from his illness and the arcade reopened, the arcade’s patrons thankfully did not see anything amiss from the clones’ rampage - Felix and his magic hammer had made sure not a trace of the damage remained. The Sugar Rush citizens had been very glad for the efforts of the heroes and had thrown them a party with medals, a cake and everything! Ralph couldn’t help but feel a sense of déjà vu at the party, for it reminded him of the thirtieth anniversary for Fix-it Felix Jr. - the very party that had kicked off the events leading to Turbo’s overthrow and the restoration of Sugar Rush.

But right now the mind of Vanellope von Schweetz was not focused on that. No, right now she stood in front of the door to the Code Room alongside Sour Bill, and what WAS on her mind was another bold new addition to her castle.

“I’ve been thinking…” she explained. “We need a cinema for this castle. I’ve been wanting to watch the new Slaughter Race movie that came out recently, and I don’t feel like trudging ALL the way to the cinema. Should just take me a few minutes to code in.”

“Okay then.” said Sour Bill in his usual enthusiastic voice. “But be careful. We don’t want another Adorabeezle clone incident on our hands.”

“Trust me, I will.”

After getting the licorice string tied around her waist, Vanellope punched in the code to open the door. And when said door slid open she marvelled and the black void that stretched before her. She had been in the Code Room quite a few times by now, but the sight of all those code boxes still amazed her every time she saw it.

After launching herself into the Code Room, Vanellope swam over to the code box for the castle, and with several quick taps she revealed the castle’s layout. After looking around for a bit she decided to make an extension to the back area of the castle for this cinema. And so she produced the virtual keyboard and began typing.

A few minutes later Sour Bill saw his president emerge from the hallway leading to the Code Room, the door closing shut behind her. As she hung up the licorice rope on the hook she proclaimed “That went well. Now I’m off to enjoy our new cinema.”

“You do that, president.” said Sour Bill.”

Vanellope suddenly paused in her tracks. “Actually I’m in a good mood today, so… would you like to come watch it with me?”

Sour Bill took a moment to think over Vanellope’s offer. “Hmm… alright.”

So the green sour ball followed his president through the twisting corridors of the castle, down a set of steps and towards the back, until they eventually came to a new door that was marked “CINEMA”.

“Behold, our new cinema!” Vanellope tightly gripped the handle and swung the door open… only for the two to be met with the most unpleasant sight.

It was Taffyta Muttonfudge. Or to be more accurate, Taffytas, in the plural. Two of them had stolen the popcorn that was in the popcorn machine and were having a food fight with it, the white kernels peppering the red carpet like stars in the sky.

The two could only stare at this for a second before turning to each other, the words leaving their mouths simultaneously.

“Uh oh.”

Yes, it seemed that Vanellope had accidentally created another clone problem that needed dealing with. But that would have to be a story for another time…

THE END

~~~

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Whew. And so ends my first original Wreck-it Ralph fanfiction. It might now be as good as those made by people like TheBlueJetpack, but I’m quite proud of how it turned out.

Will I make another one? Maybe. Maybe not. Regardless, I must thank my friend kazuichii over on AO3 for helping with this fic, providing suggestions for corrections and such.

For now, this is samuelboyforever, signing out.

Ah, Game Central Station. The centre of the arcade, its mother node. Far from being a meagre power strip, this is the location where all of the game characters go to socialise with each other when the arcade closes. It has portals to all of the games - after your shift is over you could head over to Tapper ’s for a root beer, then enjoy some candy at Sugar Rush and go visit your friends in the other games. It was thankfully spared the happenings of Sugar Rush during the incident with Turbo and the Cy-Bugs in that game. Right now, on the other hand…

As the Sugar Rush tram pulled up to the exit to Game Central Station, it was already apparent from the noise that sheer chaos had taken hold of the arcade’s hub. Without hurry our heroes jumped out of the tram and ran as fast as they could to the arched entrance way. As soon as they got there they were greeted with the blue form of the Surge Protector materialising in front of them. Of course, Surge would normally have done a “random” security check on Ralph at this point, but even he knew that now was not the time for it.

“We’re here, just like you requested.” said Calhoun.

“Excellent.” said Surge. “We’re going to need quite a bit of help here. We’ve been trying to wrangle them for forty-five minutes now, but without success.” he pointed to the anarchy unfolding behind him. The Adorabeezle clones were running everywhere, chasing people, stealing or smashing things, laughing like hyenas and just being a giant nuisance. Some of the characters were attempting to get the chaos under control, but there were simply too many to handle at once.

At this point Adorabeezle herself spoke up. “I happen to know just how to get rid of them!”

“You do?” Surge questioned.

“Yes!” Adorabeezle proclaimed. “We’ve discovered that I can eliminate the clones simply by touching them!”

“Really?” Surge asked, not quite believing the claim.

“Yeah!” Adorabeezle suddenly spotted one of the clones dashing past, and seeing an opportunity to prove her point she ran over and managed to catch it and it sped by.

FWASH!

A flash of light erupted, and when it cleared the clone was gone! Adorabeezle turned to the Surge Protector and smiled. “Just like that!”

A wave of relief swept over Surge’s face. “Oh, that’s great to see. I’d better inform everyone about this.” He pulled out a microphone and flicked the on switch on the device, and with a crackling noise the PA system came to life.

“ATTENTION EVERYONE. HELP HAS ARRIVED FROM SUGAR RUSH TO ELIMINATE THE CLONES OF ADORABEEZLE WINTERPOP. PLEASE BRING THE CLONES OVER TO ADORABEEZLE HERSELF - SHE’S THE GIRL WITH A BLUE HAIR AND THE PONYTAIL - AND SHE WILL TAKE CARE OF THEM FOR YOU.”

And soon enough the Core Four and the Sugar Rush racers were off through Game Central Station, leaving white flashes in their wake as Adorabeezle herself tore through the clones like a hot knife through butter. And within minutes all of the characters in the power strip had mobilised to help - Sonic was dashing around them to spin them dizzy, Peter Pepper was throwing his pepper in their faces whenever he could, Dig Dug turned his pump’s hose into a makeshift lasso, everyone was pitching in!

With all the help available it only took about fifteen minutes for Game Central Station to be cleared out. And what a frantic fifteen minutes it was indeed! By the time it was all over everyone was exhausted.

“Can we take a quick break?” Taffyta asked. “I’m exhausted.”

“Same here.” replied Rancis.

“Me three.” Candlehead joined. Other calls of affirmation spread through the racers.

Seeing which way the wind was blowing, Calhoun sighed. “Alright, but we can’t tardy too long. This whole arcade is counting on us.”

And so everyone sat down for a bit to have their break. They chatted about this situation, shared recent gossip and had a nice time. But soon enough five minutes had elapsed and Calhoun ordered everyone back to their feet.

“So what game should we take care of first?” Vanellope wondered aloud.

“I say we start with Fix-it Felix Jr. ” Ralph suggested. “After all, that’s where Felix and I live.”

“I agree.” said Felix. His wife nodded in concurrence.

“Well then, what are we waiting for?” Vanellope questioned as she began walking towards the entrance to Fix-it Felix Jr. , the others following closely behind her. Soon enough everyone was loaded into the train, and off it sped, the team ready to save Ralph and Felix’s home from calamity.

Surge looked on and decided they could use some help. He put the microphone to his mouth again.

“EVERYONE, RALPH, FELIX, CALHOUN AND THE SUGAR RUSH RACERS ARE NOW GOING AROUND CLEARING THE CLONES FROM EACH GAME. I MUST ASK YOU ALL TO RETURN TO YOUR GAMES SO THAT YOU CAN PROVIDE THEM WITH HELP IF NECESSARY.”

As everyone began flocking to the appropriate entranceways, Surge smiled. Yes, everything would be alright in the end.

~~~

Of course, each of the games posited their own challenges for our heroes and their mission…

Fix-it Felix Jr. was quite a different affair from normal gameplay. Sure, Felix still had to fix the apartment, but this time it was caused by the Adorabeezle clones running around and getting up to no good. Ralph happened to come across Gene cowering under a table to shelter from the chaos whilst they were working on the fifth floor of the main apartment. He had begrudgingly thanked Ralph for helping dealing with the menaces once all was said and done - Ralph felt quite happy being thanked by Gene as that was a rare occurrence.

Adorabeezle herself was especially jovial, as she saw this as an opportunity to give back. After all, Felix and Calhoun had taken her and the other Sugar Rush racers in and provided them with a roof over their head and food in their stomachs whilst Ralph and Vanellope were fetching the replacement steering wheel from the Internet.She couldn’t have been more grateful for that and she had been wanting to thank them properly for some time now, so once Fix-it Felix Jr. had been declared clear she tapped Calhoun on the shoulder to get her attention.

“Yes, Beezle?” she asked.

“I… just wanted to say… thank you. For giving me a home when Sugar Rush was unplugged. I.. really did appreciate that, and I’m glad I was able to give back to you.” Adorabeezle wanted to say more but couldn’t find the words.

Calhoun smiled. “And I’m happy you could help us deal with this mess.” she said in a tone of voice softer than what she normally used. They shared a hug, but it didn’t last too long - they had more clones to deal with after all. Soon enough they separated and were heading for the tram to tackle more games.

Calhoun had wanted to clear out her home game of Hero’s Duty next. It was quite tricky as pretty much all of the Adorabeezle clones there had been eaten by Cy-Bugs and so they had effectively turned into the arcade equivalent of house flies - flying, fats, annoying pests. It had been necessary for the mercenary to have her best soldiers escort Adorabeezle around the game so that she wasn’t devoured herself.

When the heroes arrived in Pac-Man they witnessed two of the clones playing a game of catch with poor Pac-Man as the ball, another group were scrawling graffiti all over the maze walls and several others had broken into the chamber where the fruit were stored and were helping themselves. Clyde actually quoted that the clones were much more scary than he could ever hope to be.

The bar in Tapper was a mess - there were shards of glass strewn all over the floor, whilst one of the clones had her mouth right up to one of the root beer taps and was drinking like a fish. And that wasn’t even considering the fact that the floor was slippery from spilled root beer. Tapper himself lamented the loss of some of favourite drinking glasses, especially the one he had obtained for the twentieth anniversary of his gane.

Paperboy was pretty much witnessing a street riot - the Adorabeezle clones were tearing up lawns, harassing people and smashing windows. Not that Paperboy himself didn’t do that, he certainly did, but this was ten times worse than what he could hope to achieve!

Donkey Kong ‘s construction site… if OSHA saw the place right now it would be condemned in seconds. Some of the Adorabeezle clones were using the hammers to smash everything in sight whilst others were playing around in the oil from the blue barrels, blissfully unaware that the stuff could go up in flames and roast them at any moment.

Pooka from Dig Dug was used to being inflated and popped, but right now one of the clones had stolen Dig Dug’s pump and had trapped him in a loop of inflation and deflation, laughing her lungs out all the way as if this were some sort of twisted game. He was quite thankful when Adorabeezle released him from this cycle of torment.

BurgerTime witnessed everyone do their best to lure the Adorabeezle clones under the burger ingredients so Peter could do his thing to trap them. Peter admitted afterwards that it wasn’t too different from what he normally did. Well, aside from the fact the clones had ransacked his restaurant.

The Adorabeezle clones had crashed the usual party in Dance Dance Revolution by chasing everyone off the dance floor and hogging it for themselves. The heroes couldn’t help but break out a few moves of their own as they eliminated the clones with style and grace.

The clones in Frogger had essentially shut down the road in the game world and were vandalising the vehicles that normally drove along it. Others were splashing around in the river or painting cave art in the caves that Frogger himself normally had to get to.

And with each new game the heroes arrived in it seemed the Adorabeezle clones found new and creative ways to be pests. Of course, Felix was on hand to fix everything whilst the others wrangled the clones, but it was still quite a tedious job.

~~~

About nine hours or so later, everyone was gathered in Game Central Station again. It had taken a tremendous amount of effort, but with blood, sweat and tears the Adorabeezle clones had finally been driven to extinction. With the crisis over, a tired Calhoun had told Vanellope that she ought to apologise to the arcade for her mistake and so Surge had prepared a podium for Vanellope to address everyone from. As she took her position she felt nervousness coursing through her body, which was understandable considering pretty much ALL of the arcade’s characters were staring up at her. She felt quite guilty too, and for good reason. After all she had let loose the equivalent of a mass riot on the arcade thanks to her own screw-up. She didn’t expect to be forgiven immediately, but she had to apologise now.

After tapping the microphone to test it, she cleared her throat. This apology, like the one in Sugar Rush , pretty much had to be made up on the fly.

“Hello everyone. I am President Vanellope von Schweetz of Sugar Rush , and I am here to apologise for everything that has been going on. A while ago I was attempting to add something to Sugar Rush ’s code and I accidentally corrupted one of the subroutines in the game… which is where all of the clones came from.

I’ve been trying to keep my glitching under control, but it’s just really difficult. I will do all I can to stop something like this from happening again. And I ask that you not hold this against Adorabeezle herself - I know her and she would never get up to the destructive antics the clones got up to. Once again, I apologise for everything and I hope you will be able to forgive me.”

A few seconds passed before the Surge Protector spoke.

“Thank you Vanellope. Everyone, I would suggest returning to your games for now. Mr. Litwak is probably going to recover soon and everyone needs to be ready for when the arcade reopens.”

Wordlessly everyone began making their way towards the entrances to their games. Just as Vanellope reached the entrance to Sugar Rush Ralph stopped her.

“Well kid, I’d better get back to Fix-it Felix Jr. now.”

“Okay then. We’re still friends, right Stinkbrain?”

“Yeah. Still friends.” He offered his huge fist for a fistbump, which Vanellope eagerly accepted.

“See ya later.”

Vanellope returned the goodbye, and like that Ralph was heading back to his home game.

With a smile and a wave, Vanellope buckled herself into the tram that led to her home game. Sure, she might have tripped up, but now the crisis had been defused and the arcade could carry on, business as normal.

Hopefully, she thought as the darkness of the cord gave way to the bright, cheery landscape of Sugar Rush , no-one held this against her…

It had been a long day for the heroes. Even after Sucrose City was liberated from the Adorabeezle clones, they were still infesting numerous other locales across the game, and it had taken the better part of twelve hours to sweep the whole game. And in addition Sucrose City had requested Felix’s help with repairing all of the damage the clones caused. Although he was happy to do so, and his magic hammer massively expedited the process, the sheer scope of the damage meant it still took forty-five minutes to undo it all.

And they were pooped.

“...That was awful.” were the only words Ralph could say as the castle finally came back into view. Sure, the huge hulking man could endure quite a lot, but even he could only wrangle Adorabeezle clones for so long before becoming exhausted. The others mumbled in agreement.

After everyone had had a while to cool down, Vanellope had summoned Sour Bill into the room and told him to gather every citizen of Sugar Rush in front of the castle. When the others asked why she explained that she wanted to give a speech to everyone apologising for the incident. It took another hour for everyone to arrive, and when they were Vanellope strode out onto the front balcony of the castle, took a breath, and after testing her microphone, began to speak.

“Everyone, I am speaking to you as the president of Sugar Rush , about the recent incident that has been plaguing this game. You’ve all probably been having trouble with numerous clones of Adorabeezle Winterpop that have been running around causing chaos - stealing things, breaking stuff and other stuff like that.

Let me explain what happened. A while ago I was trying to code in something for the castle when I accidentally corrupted a subroutine in the code that spawns NPCs to fill the stands at the races. I will accept full responsibility for this accident, and I will do my best to make sure this does not happen again.

Can I please also ask you not to take this against Adorabeezle herself? The real Adorabeezle is much sweeter than any of the clones are and she would never do something like this. I’m sure her fans know that most of all. And, um… I hope we will one day be able to look back on this and laugh.”

But to her relief, a wave of applause washed over the crowd after they began clapping and cheering! And that brought Vanellope’s spirits up.

“I think they’ve accepted your apology!” said Ralph happily.

“We all make mistakes, but it looks like you’ve fixed yours.” replied Felix.

“Thanks.” said Vanellope.

Eventually the cheering died down and Vanellope gave permission for the citizens to disperse. As they left the heroes made their way back to the throne room.

“Whew, what a day.” proclaimed Adorabeezle.

“Indeed.” Taffyta replied. “At least it’s all over and we can go back to racing once the arcade reopens.”

Some more chattering filled the air before there was a rat-tat-tat at the door.

“I’ll get it!” said Vanellope as she jumped up and skipped over to the door. And when she opened it, a little green dragon with red wings stood on the other side. He had a look of uncertainty on his face.

“I’m at the residence of Princess Vanellope von Schweetz, right?”

“Oh, hello.” Vanellope told this visitor. “Yes you are, but I’m a president, not a princess. Anyways I don’t think I’ve seen you before. Who are you?”

“Apologies about that. I’m Fygar, from Dig Dug .” the dragon replied.

“Well, nice to meet you, Fygar.” Vanellope greeted. “What brings you here?”

“Surge sent me.” Fygar explained. “He wants to ask of you an urgent request and I was tasked with delivering it.”

“What is it?”

Fygar looked down. “Okay, so… we’ve been having some problems across the arcade.”

Vanellope suddenly felt her blood run cold. Oh no. Don’t tell me…

“An hour or so ago this whole crowd of girls in white hats suddenly spilled out of the portal that led to Sugar Rush and began tearing Game Central Station up! We’ve been trying to handle them for a while now, but it’s just too much. So we’re going to need some help getting the situation under control, and Surge asked me to fetch you for that help.”

Fygar was only met with silence as a look of horror spread over everyone’s faces.

“Uh… is everything alright?”

“Please tell me this is a joke.” said Ralph.

“Hold on.” said Vanellope. “I’m going to check the Code Room to see if this claim is actually true. Bill, come with me.” Vanellope and Bill then left the room, leaving the others to stew in the unfortunate possibility that their job of eliminating the Adorabeezle clones was far from over.

After going through the routine of tying herself up and leaping into the Code Room, Vanellope swam her way over to the blue code box for Adorabeezle WInterpop. Tapping it prompted it to expand and start displaying pretty much all of Adorabeezle’s properties, from her physical appearance to her personality and racing skill. Vanellope scrolled through the settings for a bit before she eventually came to what she was looking for: the number of instances of Adorabeezle that existed right now. And when she laid eyes on that property her heart froze up in shock. The number was not one as expected, but rather a whopping 200!

Vanellope sighed. Looks like yes, they had a LOT more work to do.

A few tense minutes passed before Vanellope re-entered the throne room - and the saddened look on her face said it all.

“Bad news, guys. I checked Adorabeezle’s code box and it says there are 200 instances of her. Apparently some of the clones must have travelled through the cable and found their way into the other games. So… we’ll need to travel through all the other games.”

The silence that permeated their air was overwhelming. The looks of horror on everyone’s faces remained etched there as it took a while for this news to sink in.

Finally the silence was broken by Ralph groaning frustratedly. “Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me!”

Similar complaints soon filled the air:

“So you mean the WHOLE ARCADE is under attack?”

“And I thought this job was over!”

“Now I’m not sure if this is better or worse than the Cy-Bugs. At least the Cy-Bugs were confined to Sugar Rush .”

After several more grievances were aired, Calhoun spoke.

“Well everyone, it won’t do us any good to just sit here and whine. We need to get to Game Central Station, and fast!”

And so everyone headed out to their karts and drove off to the exit terminal of Sugar Rush’s tram line. Any celebrations would have to wait for now - the Adorabeezle clones had the whole arcade gripped in panic over their antics, and they had to be stopped. And fast.

Soon enough everyone arrived at the exit terminal (Fygar hitched a ride on Vanellope’s kart, which Felix had fixed for her). After everyone was strapped in the tram headed off into the cord to bring everyone to Game Central Station…

And so everyone found themselves in the Code Room as Vanellope dragged a massive bag out of a closet close to the door. The bag itself was almost as big as Vanellope herself, and the word “HEAVY-DUTY LICORICE” was prominently displayed on it in bold black letters.

“So here’s the plan. We’ll use these licorice ropes to restrain the clones. We’ll keep them in the Fungeon for now until we figure out what to do with them. Ralph, you take the bag.”

The large man obliged, picking up the bag and slinging it over his shoulder.

The president then turned to her gumball assistant. “Bill, you’re in charge of the castle while we’re gone.”

Sour Bill nodded.

Vanellope then turned back to her friends. “We should probably start by heading south to Sucrose City. It’s just a five-minute drive from here.”

“Well kid,” Calhoun began. “The sooner we get started, the better.”

“By the way…” Vanellope approached Adorabeezle. “...Adorabeezle, you should probably take off your hat so we can quickly tell you apart from the clones.”

“Okay then.” Adorabeezle slipped her white hat off of her head. Vanellope took it from her and gave it to Sour Bill for safekeeping.

“Nougetsia, you too. We don’t want to mistake you for one of the clones.” Wordlessly Nougetsia did the same thing.

“Okay then! Let’s save Sugar Rush, everyone!” exclaimed Vanellope as she pumped her fist in the air.

“YEAH!” Everyone else exclaimed alongside her. And without a second word they were off, marching through the hallways, out of the castle and to their karts.

~~~

As Vanellope said it was a five-minute drive south from the castle before Sucrose City’s towering chocolate walls came into view. Once everyone had arrived safely, they parked their karts next to the gate, and Vanellope knocked on the door.

“Open sesame!” she called.

A few seconds passed before there was a click noise as the lock was undone, before the gate swung open with a mighty roar. On the other side they were greeted by what appeared to be a sugar cube in a top hat, with a frantic expression on his face. There was a lot of noise emanating from behind him.

“Oh, h-hi there, Your Majesty!” he stammered out. “If you’re here to visit, I’m afraid now’s not a good time…”

“It’s president, not princess.” she corrected.

“Sorry, Ms. President.” he apologised. “I keep forgetting that.” He then looked over at Vanellope’s friends, who all stood like soldiers by her side. “I see all your friends are here, but…” He looked up at Ralph, Felix and Calhoun. “...I don’t really know you three…”

“Well I’m Wreck-it Ralph, from Fix-it Felix Jr.”, said Ralph.

“Fix-it Felix Jr. himself, at your service!” continued Felix.

“Name’s Sergeant Tamora Calhoun, from Hero’s Duty.” finished Calhoun.

“Well,” said the sugar cube. “pleasure to meet you three. I’m Mayor Glucose, mayor of Sucrose City. If you couldn’t tell by now, we can’t accept any visitors. At least not right now… because… we’ve got a major issue on our hands. Apparently tons of copies of Adorabeezle Winterpop are running around unleashing hell on our beloved city!”

“Don’t worry. My friends and I are here to take care of it!” reassured Vanellope.

Mayor Glucose sighed with relief. “Oh thank Litwak. It’s literally Armageddon here!” He stepped aside. “I shouldn’t get in the way of your mission then. Please start dealing with this as quickly as possible!”

“So where should we start?” asked Ralph.

Vanellope looked over at the town map on one side of the gate. She mentally traced a line from the “YOU ARE HERE” bubble down the street leading from the gate to the city square. “Let’s start at the city square! CHARGE!”

And with that the group took off down the street passing Adorabeezle clones, trash and shattered windows as they went. Once they got to the town square, they were greeted with sheer anarchy - you would be forgiven for thinking there was a riot going on. The Adorabeezle clones were either chasing candy citizens or smashing windows or causing general mayhem. Two of the clones were taking a bath in the fountain, scaring the fish that were there.

“Ralph, hand everyone a licorice rope.”

Ralph reached into the bag and began tossing everyone a few licorice ropes, about four or five each.

“Use these to lasso the clones and bring them back to the gate. I’ll call Sour Bill to dispatch a prison van to transport them back to the castle.” As Vanellope pulled out her phone the others scattered to reign in the Adorabeezle clones.

Thanks to the sheer number of hands at work, the campaign proceeded quickly and efficiently. As each Adorabeezle clone was tied up the others dragged them over to the gate and tethered them to one of the ceremonial poles that decorate the entrance complex. Of course some of the characters had it easier than others - Ralph could overpower the Adorabeezle clones with little effort, but Vanellope’s fellow racers could typically only handle one at a time.

About ten minutes after beginning, Adorabeezle herself made a game-changing discovery.

She was attempting to wrangle one of the clones who was in a house upturning everything. After chasing it through the building she managed to corner it in the dining room. But just as she was closing in to restrain it the clone suddenly attempted to scramble away, and thinking quickly Adorabeezle’s arm lunged out to grab its leg. And then just as they made contact…

FWASH!

Adorabeezle suddenly found her vision overtaken by a bright white flash that made her jump back, started. And when it cleared, the Adorabeezle clone was… gone? Where it previously had been there was now just thin air.

Great, it probably got away. she thought. Rising to her feet she began pacing through the house looking for the clone. But her sweep turned up about as many clones as there were dragons in Sugar Rush. That is to say, none at all.

Making her way back outside she happened to see Vanellope struggling with an especially rowdy clone, the two locked in a tug-of-war battle over their licorice rope. Apparently Vanellope had failed to secure the clone’s arms and the clone was pulling back on the rope. “Nng! Come on!” she said in frustration as she attempted to overpower it.

“I’ll help you!” Adorabeezle called out as she ran over to assist her president. She took hold of the rope, which did turn the tide in their favour as they managed to begin dragging the Adorabeezle clone towards the gate. But then Adorabeezle adjusted her grip, and her hand landed on the clone’s.

FWASH!

As white flashed before their eyes the the two girls suddenly found themselves on the ground as the resistance to their pulling gave way. After picking themselves up and checking themselves over, they looked over to see the Adorabeezle clone was gone, the licorice loop restraining her now empty.

“What the- Where did it go?” Vanellope asked, confused. She was sure the loop was tight around the clone’s waist. Adorabeezle just stood there, and the gears began turning in her mind. She remembered what happened in the house, and then what happened just now… and then it clicked!

“Nelly, I think I know what happened!” Adorabeezle started.

“You do?” Vanellope replied.

And with that Adorabeezle began her explanation. “A minute or so ago I was chasing one of the clones in a house, and when I grabbed her by the leg she disappeared! And the clone we were wrangling just now disappeared when I put my hand on hers. I think what’s happening is that the clones disappear when I touch them!”

After hearing this explanation Vanellope turned back to the gate. “Hm… could you try it on one of the clones we have tied up over there?” She pointed over to one of the poles by the gate, which had about twelve or so Adorabeezle clones tethered to it, all of them grumbling in displeasure.

“Okay then.” Adorabeezle walked over to one of the clones, who looked at her annoyed. She reached her arm out, and booped it on the nose…

FWASH!

The same white light from before filled Adorabeezle’s sight, and when it cleared the clone was gone. The other clones tethered to the pole now looked wide-eyed at the void where their friend had been just a few seconds ago, and then at Adorabeezle herself, and then suddenly they let out a joint scream of terror before attempting to run away. Key word attempting - the licorice tied around their waists meant they didn’t get far before they were jerked back. They still attempted to run, albeit futilely, and Adorabeezle smirked knowing they were now essentially sitting ducks. She took a few steps forward, and reached out.

FWASH! FWASH! FWASH! FWASH!

Within just a matter of seconds the clones were gone. The only traces left of their existence were the licorice loops around their waists, which now lay limp and sad on the ground. Adorabeezle turned back to her president.

“So that IS what’s happening! The clones disappear when I touch them!”

“Nice!” Vanellope said. “That makes things a lot easier! Change of plan - I’ll get the others to bring the clones to you, and you can deal with them!”

After some more discussion the two headed off to tell the others.

~~~

Even with this new revelation helping them, it still took three or so hours to clear Sucrose City of the infestation, mainly because the group had to stay together and clear the clones one district at a time. And some of the locales proved more problematic than others…

The supermarket was a mess. The Adorabeezle clones were either scarfing the many foods on stock or having food fights. A good chunk of the floor had become quite slippery from soda and egg whites, which meant that everyone was having trouble manoeuvring and occasionally face planted. At least the clones were having the same problem.

The cinema’s floor had popcorn strewn all over as the Adorabeezle clones threw it at each other playfully. Other clones were fooling with the film reels for some of the more popular movies, and two of them were vandalising the toilets with spray paint.

In the warehouse some of the Adorabeezle clones were climbing on shelves withlist two were talking a forklift for a joyride. And two of them were having a play sword fight with two hammers. And when Felix took a closer look…

“Hey! That’s my hammer!”

Sure enough, the gold hammer that Felix used in his game to fix things was being used by one the Adorabeezle clones as its weapon of choice. It wasn’t long before the original Adorabeezle swooped in and eliminated both of them, the hammers clattering to the ground. She grabbed it up and walked over.

“Here you go!”

Felix grabbed up the hammer and gave it a kiss.

“Oh sweet hammer, how I’ve missed you!”

He then clipped it back on his belt, and soon enough they were out to finish cleaning the mess.

The museum was in panic as the Adorabeezle clones were all blatantly violating the “Do not touch” rule, treating the artefacts with as much care as a toddler would. That was to say, none at all. Thankfully most of the artefacts didn’t suffer too much damage, but a one-of-a-kind painting depicting one of Sugar Rush’s past rulers was pretty much completely destroyed.

~~~

As the heroes finished clearing out the clones they began to see the candy citizens gradually emerge from their homes and repopulate the streets of Sucrose City. After a final sweep of the city turned up no missed clones, everyone gathered back in front of the gate, where Mayor Glucose was there to greet them, a look of relief on his face.

“I have to say, words cannot express how grateful the citizens and I are for your help purging these naughty clones.” He looked up at Ralph, Felix and Calhoun. “And you three have been especially helpful. I think you deserve a reward for all of your hard work. So, with the authority vested in me as mayor, I hereby pronounce you as honorary Sucrose City citizens.”

He then reached into his pocket and produced three keys. “In addition, allow me to present you with these ceremonial keys. They will allow you to visit Sucrose City whenever you’d like.”

He handed the keys to Ralph, Felix and Calhoun. After exchanging thanks, Vanellope spoke.

“Right then, we’d better get going. There’s probably more clones out there up to no good, and we need to stop them!” Everyone made their way back to their karts, and with a roar of engines they were off, Mayor Glucose waving them off.

“Good luck!” he called out as the karts sped off into the horizon.

On the other side of the massive wooden doors, the president of Sugar Rush was surprised to see all of her fellow racers gathered there! Well, sans Adorabeezle, but given what was going on right now that was probably for the better. And there were three other familiar faces alongside them too. At the back of the crowd Vanellope was able to pick out the armour-clad form of Sergeant Tamora Calhoun, the fierce heroine of Hero’s Duty. Right next to her was her husband, Fix-it Felix Jr. from his titular game. And the most prominent character in the crowd was her best friend, the huge, hulking Wreck-it Ralph.

“Oh, hi everyone! What brings you here?” Vanellope greeted them.

“Hey kid,” Calhoun began. “Have you noticed that there’s this big problem in your kingdom?”

“What do you mean by that?” Vanellope asked. She didn’t want to believe the Adorabeezle clone problem was worse than she anticipated, but she decided to hold out hope.

“Well… it’s about Adorabeezle.” Candlehead explained. Oh no, Vanellope thought. “She’s been acting… like a big meanie.”

“Can we come inside so we can discuss this further?” Calhoun requested.

“Okay.”

Vanellope pushed the door further open and allowed everyone to file inside. Once they were in, Vanellope pushed the door shut before turning to her guests.

“So as Candlehead here was saying, we’ve been having problems with Adorabeezle.” Taffyta started. “Or more specifically, Adorabeezles. For some reason multiple copies of her have been running around Sugar Rush and wreaking havoc.”

“I was surprised at how much wrecking they were doing!” Ralph exclaimed. “Believe me, I’ve been wrecking stuff for thirty-something years!”

“One of them stole my magic hammer!” said Felix as he pointed to his belt, where sure enough his golden magic hammer was missing from its holster.

“The meanie blew out my candle!” cried Candlehead. Indeed the flame that flickered atop the wax stick on her head was gone.

“I really did NOT need this haircut!” said Snowanna, whose huge afro had a large chunk missing, almost as if something had taken a bite out of it.

And it seems everyone had a grievance to air about this situation. As the complaints piled on Vanellope found herself having to face the possibility that no, the Adorabeezle clone problem wasn’t just limited to the castle. All of Sugar Rush was having problems! Oh mod, she had screwed up big time.

The atmosphere was disturbed by another knock at the door. “I’ll get it.” said Vanellope as she strode over. And when she swung the door open again she was greeted by quite the unpleasant sight - yet another Adorabeezle clone and turned up, seemingly ready to charge in and cause chaos.

“WOAH!” Vanellope exclaimed. “We’ve got another one!”

Thankfully within a matter of seconds Ralph had scrambled over lifted the surprised Adorabeezle up by the collar before she could get up to any mischief.

“Woah, woah woah! Put me down! It’s me, Adorabeezle!” she said panickingly.

“Oh yeah?” said Ralph, unconvinced.

“Please, you’ve gotta listen to me!” begged the Adorabeezle in his grasp as she squirmed and kicked in a desperate attempt to get Ralph to release her. “It really is me! I came here from the Ice Cream Mountains as soon as I heard what was going on with all of those copies of me!”

“And how do I know you’re not one of those clones here to cause chaos?” Vanellope asked.

“I am the original me! Please, you have to trust me!” said the Adorabeezle, not knowing how to get the other’s trust.

Suddenly Felix spoke up. “I believe one of them has to be the original Adorabeezle. And I think it’s the one Ralph is holding right now.”

Everyone turned to him.

“How do you know?” asked Vanellope.

“Well, I noticed on the way here that pretty much all of the Adorabeezle clones spoke using grunts or laughs or stuff like that.” the handyman explained. “And this Adorabeezle is speaking in English, which I know from taking care of her whilst Ralph and Vanellope were in the Internet, so that’s how I know.”

“I’m going to second that.” Nougetsia spoke. “I know Adorabeezle like the back of my hand and I know she’d never get up to naughtiness like that now.”

Other chants of agreement spread through the crowd and eventually everyone was in favour of this Adorabeezle being the original. Once Vanellope had been convinced she turned to Ralph.

“Put her down.”

Ralph obliged, setting Adorabeezle down on the ground and letting go of her collar.

“Sorry about that. I just thought you were one of those clones here to stir up trouble.”

“...” Adorabeezle simply stared back, unsure of what to say with all of the questions racing through her mind.

“But what could be causing all of this?” Rancis questions.

“Actually… I have a confession to make.” said Vanellope, turning back to the others. “I wanted to add a pool to the castle, so I did some tweaking to the code… and my glitching may or may not have accidentally corrupted one of the subroutines… and… spawned all of the clones.” Vanellope twiddled her fingers as she admitted this. The others groaned in annoyance.

“Well done, kid.” sighed an exasperated Calhoun. “Now we’ve got a game-wide problem to solve before the arcade re-opens. If the kids see all the clones running around when Mr. Litwak gets better Sugar Rush might be unplugged. Again. At least it’s not Cy-Bugs this time.”

“And my reputation is going to be ruined. Thanks a lot, Vanellope.” said Adorabeezle, her voice tinged with a hint of anger.

A second passed before Adorabeezle’s president spoke again, her voice a bit softer.

"Beezle, I'm so sorry, I'm trying to control my glitch but it's just...hard sometimes."

Adorabeezle took a second to think this before wrapping Vanellope in a hug.

“I forgive you.” she said. Vanellope couldn’t help but reciprocate the hug. Everyone felt a tinge of warmth at this delicate scene playing out.

After a moment they separated, and Ralph spoke. “So how are we going to handle this situation?”

“I think I have an idea. Everyone follow me.”

Vanellope then strode out of the throne room and through one of the entrance ways. The other began following her as instructed.

As Vanellope was using her vanilla-scented towel to dry herself off she couldn’t help but think back at how rewarding the fruits of her labour were. The new pool was perfect in every way - not too cold, not too hot, not too deep, not too shallow. Just right. A few new plans for more ambitious additions to the castle entered her mind - a built-in cinema, a private road to the raceway, a few statues of herself and so many other things she was having trouble containing all these grand ideas in her head.

But she quickly pushed those thoughts aside - Ralph had asked her if she wanted to hang out at the Candy Cane Forest, and as his best friend she had accepted without a second thought. Finishing her drying task she hung the towel up on the side rack to dry before walking over to the locker room, swinging the door open and proceeding inside. When she reemerged a few minutes later the girl who was wearing a teal one-piece swimsuit was gone - in her place was a girl donning her usual teal hoodie, Reese’s skirt and black boots.

As she proceeded down the hallway to the garage, excitement coursed through the president’s mind. This was going to be her first meeting with Ralph in about five or so days - the hulking man had been needed for a Bad-Anon event during the past week and so he had been unable to hang out with Vanellope for the event’s duration. But now that the event was over Ralph had plenty of time to spend with Vanellope - and she intended to make the most possible use out of it.

After a quick detour to drop off her swimsuit in the laundry room for the staff to deal with, Vanellope found herself travelling down the chequered hallway that led to the garage that contained her precious kart, the Candy Kart. She took great pride in her new vehicle and made sure her pit crew gave it the highest possible attention. Only the highest quality fuel could be used for it, only the best oil would do, only the highest quality parts the land could offer would suffice for it. The wheels had to be inflated just right, the instruments calibrated to the finest degree. It only deserved the best - anything less was simply unacceptable.

But as Vanellope drew closer to the garage door a sound began reaching her ears. She wasn’t sure what it initially was, but as the sound became more audible she identified it as the sound of candy being smashed - and in that instant a wave of horror swept over her. There was probably an intruder in the castle, and the smashing sound probably indicated they were breaking something! The shelves, the tools her pit crew used to keep the Candy Kart in pristine condition… or even… even the Candy Kart itself!

Vanellope was suddenly throwing herself down the hallway as fast as her legs could carry her. Thankfully it only took her about five seconds to reach the door leading into the garage. Skidding to a halt so she didn’t slam into it, she gripped the door handle and threw the door open, flicking on the light. And sure enough that intuition was correct! Someone was in the garage, and the Candy Kart… let’s just say it had seen MUCH better days.

There were pieces of the kart’s chassis and wheels strewn all over the ground, a puddle of oil and fuel shimmering under the ceiling light, and candy dust being thrown around. As Vanellope stared on in continued horror she found her mind jumping to flashbacks to the time Ralph wrecked the kart after King Candy - no, Turbo - tricked him into doing so to keep her from racing. And when she turned her head to get a good look at the perpetrator of this crime, they turned out to be none other than…

“ADORABEEZLE?!”

Yes, jumping up and down on the Candy Kart’s shattered remains was none other than Sugar Rush’s resident peppermint-themed racer, Adorabeezle Winterpop! The pale girl appeared to be laughing as she repeatedly stomped on what was once the Candy Kart’s hood, which broke into more and more pieces under the stress of her shoes. And as Adorabeezle was doing this Vanellope could only watch on, her muscles frozen, her mouth agape and numerous emotions jockeying for control of her brain. Why? Why was Adorabeezle doing this? She had apologised to Vanellope after the game’s restoration and had become her friend, so why? Why was she smashing the Candy Kart into scrap candy?

Eventually Vanellope unfroze as she felt a white-hot anger overtake her.

“Adorabeezle! What in Litwak’s name are you doing?! That’s my kart!” she yelled.

Upon hearing this, Adorabeezle stopped jumping on the smashed remains of the Candy Kart and turned around to face her president. A few seconds of silence passed before she began laughing again, like this was some funny joke. But this so-called “joke” only enraged Vanellope further, and she let out a scream of anger before launching herself down the steps at her friend, well, former friend now.

However she ended up tripping over her leg and face planting on the garage floor, said floor feeling as cold against her skin as her heart was towards the peppermint racer. The delay gave Adorabeezle some time to run past Vanellope and up the steps, her laughing almost taunting as it disappeared into the hallway. But Vanellope was quick to get back on her feet, and without hesitation she was chasing Adorabeezle down the hallway.

“GET BACK HERE!” she screamed.

Thankfully she didn’t have to run for long before she caught up with Adorabeezle - and that was mainly thanks to two of the castle’s Oreo guards having intercepted Adorabeezle and wrangled her to the ground. Once Vanellope was face-to-face with her fellow racer she took a breath to steel herself for what she was about to say.

“Adorabeezle! That was my kart! I put a lot of effort into it! That kart was what propelled me to victory when we were fighting Turbo! It’s a symbol of my friendship with Ralph! It means the world to me! Why? Why did you just smash it to bits like it’s junk?!”

At this Adorabeezle simply began laughing again, and Vanellope saw red. She inhaled to rant again, only for a cry of “HELP!” to reach her ears. It sounded like it was coming from the direction of the throne room. Now as much as Vanellope wanted to interrogate Adorabeezle further she couldn’t turn down a call for help. And it sounded like it was coming from Sour Bill, so that was another reason she should go and investigate.

“You stay here with her.” she told the guards, who nodded. She then took off in the direction of the throne room, which thankfully wasn’t too far from the garage hallway. And when she got to the throne room, she was greeted by the sight of a laughing Adorabeezle bouncing poor Sour Bill like a basketball, the green gumball screaming at her to stop as she did so.

Wait… Adorabeezle? It was only when Vanellope was charging at Adorabeezle to stop her that the feelings of anger in her brain were suddenly shoved aside to make way for confusion. Wasn’t Adorabeezle in the custody of the guards earlier? How did she get into the throne room from there? And without being seen, for the matter?

A brief struggle between the two ensued that thankfully did not last long before two more guards came in and grabbed both of Adorabeezle’s hands. Once it was over Vanellope stared her down.

“Adorabeezle… how did you get in here without being seen?” she asked through gritted teeth. Although she was still mad about the Candy Kart, she decided to swallow her anger for now and talk to her calmly.

And then the two guards from earlier came into the throne room, dragging Adorabeezle in with them.

“Is everything okay in there?” one of them asked. Vanellope turned back to reply “Yes,” and that’s when she saw it - Adorabeezle was very much still in those guards’ custody.

“Wait…”

Something was clearly wrong. Vanellope turned back to the second pair of guards, who still had Adorabeezle in their grip. She then turned back to the entranceway where the first pair stood, and they still had Adorabeezle by the collar. She looked between the two a few more times, and it became apparent that yes, something WAS clearly wrong. Either Vanellope’s mind was playing tricks on her… or there were somehow two Adorabeezles in the room.

“Okay… what’s going on?” one of the guards questioned. “Why are there two Adorabeezles?”

“Your guess is as good as mine.” another guard replied. Vanellope just stood there, like her brain was still trying to come back online.

Suddenly a third pair of guards came into the throne room from a side hall. They had Adorabeezle in their grip, her mouth covered in crumbs. One of them opened his mouth to speak. “I found this delinquent in the kitchen, pigging… herself… out…” his words trailed off as he laid his eyes on the scene.

“...Something’s wrong here…” Vanellope muttered. “But what could it be? Where are these Adorabeezles coming from?”

A few seconds passed before Sour Bill offered an explanation. “Uh… there’s a subroutine in the code that duplicates NPCs to fill the stands at the races. Maybe something might be wrong with it.”

“So there might be something wrong with the code?” said Vanellope, her voice now sounding increasingly urgent. “If that’s the case we need to get to the Code Room, and fast!” And with that Vanellope was legging it in the direction of the room in question, Sour Bill dutifully following her.

It took them a few minutes to reach the curtains that marked the entrance to the Code Room, which she yanked open to reveal the door.

“If the subroutine is acting up you’ll need to press the red stop button on the side to shut it off.” Sour Bill stated.

“Got it.” With due haste he took a piece of licorice from the hanger and wrapped it around Vanellope’s waist. Then she inputted the code to open the door, and was greeted by a familiar maze of neon signs as the door slid open. Taking a run up she dove headfirst into the sea of code, as if she were Michael Phelps at the Olympics. Identifying the area she was in previously she began swimming there with all the speed she could muster.

And once she got close she was able to identify the problematic code box - a dark yellow code box that read “NPC CLONING SUBROUTINE”. It was vibrating and making diesel engine-like noises, and Vanellope was pretty sure the code box was not meant to be making those noises. Thankfully the stop button Sour Bill mentioned was on the side of the box, a bright red ensuring she cannot miss it. She swam over and slammed her fist on it, and with a beep the engine noise from the code box began to wind down until only silence permeated the Code Room.

“Okay, that should take care of it.” Vanellope noted to herself. She turned around and swam back to the entrance, closing the door and curtains behind her before hanging the licorice back up.

“It’s off.” she announced to Sour Bill.

“Good.” he mumbled.

One of the castle assistants came in. “The guards in the throne room would like to bring something to your attention.”

So Vanellope and Sour Bill made their way back to the throne room. And when they got there quite a scene awaited them - there were a lot more guards in the room than previously, and also a lot more Adorabeezle clones. Vanellope’s quick scan of the room counted fifteen clones.

“So…” one of the guards began. “We’ve captured a lot of Adorabeezles throughout the castle. And all of them have been up to no good.”

“Oh sucrose, the problem’s worse than I thought.” Vanellope complained. “At least it seems to be confined to the castle for now.”

“What should we do with them? We can’t keep them here forever.” another guard asked.

Vanellope thought for a moment. “Just throw them in the Fungeon for now. We’ll figure out something later.”

One of the guards nodded, and all of them began to file out of the throne room, taking the Adorabeezle clones they had captured with them.

Vanellope’s train of thought was suddenly derailed by a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it.” she told Sour Bill. She walked towards the door to swing it open, and on the other side she was greeted by quite a surprise…

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Something I found on my own, maybe it's well known but I haven't seen people mention it and it's cool so I thought I'd share:

Turbo's face in the faraway shot before the Cy-bug boss battle with Ralph always weirded me out, looked a bit off but I assumed it was just lighting or something. Rewatched it today and upon closer inspection, Turbo's face actually just becomes a skull.

You can tell because his head is slightly smaller, letting you see inside the helmet, as well as his lack of cheeks.

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His normal face for comparison:

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I believe that Calhoun told Mr. Litwak to unplug Hero's Duty because this game endangers the entire playhouse, and then Mr. Litwak unplugged Hero's Duty.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello everyone! It's me, samuelboyforever! You may have seen that pitch for a fanfic called "Adorabeezle Winterpop’s Clone Chaos" where an accident involving Vanellope and the code generated several hundred clones of Adorabeezle Winterpop, and chaos ensued. Well good news! I've decided to try writing it myself! So grab some popcorn and I hope you enjoy!

Many thanks for my friend kazuichii on AO3 for helping with this fic. The fic itself was somewhat inspired by the fic Frozen Codes by ShayCandyBar714 on FF.net. I should probably admit that this first chapter is essentially a rewrite of that fic's second chapter with some alterations, just so you lot don't get the wrong idea.

Wreck-it-Ralph © Disney

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Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

The ticking of the clock on the wall was the only sound that was permeating through Litwak's Family Fun Center & Arcade right now. Outside it seemed to be another ordinary Sunday afternoon - the Sun was shining, the birds were singing, and people were going about their day. Some of the city's inhabitants were taking a nice stroll. Others were shopping for groceries, chatting with friends, or doing whatever their heart fancied in this pleasant weather.

One thing the people were not doing, however, was visiting Litwak's arcade - but not through any fault of their own. No, a note taped to the front door explained what was going on:

Hello, everyone. I am unfortunately sick with the flu and so the arcade will have to be closed until I recover.

Apologies for the inconvenience.

- Mr. Litwak

Of course if you were a loyal customer of Mr. Litwak's, his sickness would be a major disappointment. But naturally this was quite a good thing for the game characters since now they had a few days off work to spend as they pleased. They were using this time in a variety of different manners - some of them were socialising at Tapper's bar, others were lazing around or watching television or attending to their own personal business. And some of the characters were using this time to solve a problem they may have been experiencing.

One of those characters with a problem was Vanellope von Schweetz, the president of Sugar Rush. Right now the sassy racer was running and glitching her way through the labyrinthine hallways of her castle, an urgent issue pressing on her mind. After a minute or so of navigation she skidded to a halt in front of an increasingly familiar set of curtains. She pulled them back to reveal a door, one patterned just like an NES controller. She quickly turned back to the hallway she came from.

"Sour Bill, I need assistance in aisle code room! Get over here now!"

She didn't have to wait long before her gumball assistant was by her side, looking as gloomy as ever.

"Yes, president? Do you need to see the codes?" said Sour Bill in his typical monotone voice.

"No, I desire to stare at your beautiful face." she replied. You could practically feel the sarcasm dripping from that sentence. "YES! I need to see the code boxes! PRONTO!"

"Forgive me for asking, but why exactly do you need to see the codes?" asked Sour Bill.

Vanellope took a breath. "I've been thinking… This castle could really do with a swimming pool. I could just ask the architects of this castle to build one, but I reckon it would be easier and faster if I coded it in myself."

Sour Bill looked unsure. "Ms. President, is that really necessary? What would you need a pool for? Where would you even place it? Do you even know how to make one? Would-"

Vanellope suddenly put her finger over his mouth to silence him. "Shut it! I'll be just fine at pool making. Now help me or I'll throw you into the - actually no I wouldn't do that. But just… help me out here."

Sour Bill sighed, his eyes rolling in their sockets. "Fine…"

He reached over and grabbed a licorice rope from a handle next to the console door. After checking it for any signs of fraying he looped the licorice around Vanellope's waist and tied it into a knot, a few quick pulls confirming it was tight.

Vanellope then punched in the code, and the doors hissed before sliding open. And before Vanellope von Schweetz sprawled the Code Room - the massive sea of code boxes that made Sugar Rush Sugar Rush. She took a breath to steel herself before leaping through the entrance and into the Code Room. Upon entering she felt much lighter as the force of gravity lose its grip on her. Swimming her way through the asteroid field of code boxes, she made her way towards the area of the Code Room where the code boxes for the locations and subroutines were stored.

After a few seconds of looking around, she found what she was looking for: a blue box marked "Candy Castle". The president of Sugar Rush swam over and stopped in front of the box. Tapping it, she was answered by the code box expanding to reveal a menu-like GUI. And that GUI had everything about the castle - its layout, the contents of its rooms, everything - all contained in one neat menu. But whilst browsing the menu looking for a good place to put the pool, Vanellope noticed that she was still drifting around and she constantly had to correct her position.

"If only there was something I could use to keep myself steady…" she thought. Looking around, she quickly spied a yellow code box nearby. Floating over she gripped it and pulled it over, turning it onto its side and then gripping onto it with her legs. Turning back around to face the castle's code box, Vanellope pulled up the file for one of the spare bedrooms and cracked her knuckles. Then she pulled up the virtual keyboard, put her fingers to the keys and got to work.

Coding in the new pool took about… ten minutes? Fifteen? Vanellope didn't really pay attention to that little quibble. But once the coding itself was complete Vanellope took a look over the code and the layout map to ensure everything was just right. It had been necessary to expand the room quite a bit to accommodate the pool and the associated equipment, but the president was quite pleased with her work. She tapped the box again to close it.

Just then she felt a tingle as a glitch sparked in her heart before surging through her torso, her head, her arms and legs, her fingers and toes. Just as quickly as it began it faded away, and Vanellope quickly disregarded it. Letting go of the code box she had been using to stabilise herself, Vanellope turned around and began swimming back to the entrance to the Code Room. After navigating through the maze of code boxes she arrived back at the entrance, and gravity kicked back in, a metal clang signifying her feet landing on solid ground again.

The door closing behind her, Vanellope strode back through the curtain and undid the knot on the licorice strand around her waist, the rope falling to the floor. She picked it up and hung it back on the handle before yanking the curtains shut. Sour Bill watched on with that same unimpressed face he always used.

"It's done." Vanellope announced.

"Wow, you actually did it without breaking anything. Colour me impressed." Sour Bill replied, still unenthusiastic about this.

"Thank you. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to enjoy that new pool of mine." She began running down the hallway in the direction of what was once the spare bedroom. Sour Bill stayed there for a bit before wandering off on his own, leaving the entrance to the Code Room empty.

Vanellope only had her new pool on her mind… but, she may have inadvertently created problems. If she had looked behind her at the moment she glitched, she would have seen her glitch wave travel into the yellow code box and cause it to darken in colour. As she swam away the box began glitching itself. And this wasn't just a minor code box - this code box belonged to a subroutine, specifically the one that generated the NPC characters that populated the stands at every race. "NPC CLONING SUBROUTINE" was displayed on its face.

A beat passed before a roulette appeared on the code box, and began spinning. As it started to slow the blur of words on the wheel began decipherable as names, until eventually it stopped - the wheel displaying on its visible surface the words "Adorabeezle Winterpop". And then a ding noise sounded out, before the code box began making diesel chugging noises…