Hey! It's time for another story.
Well, I saw Wreck-It-Ralph, and it was great. Nice to see its fandom is growing fast already. And yeah, Felix and Calhoun was not only completely unexpected, but also completely sweet.
So here's my little contribution. Don't know how long this prospective tale is going to be, but please, feel free to read and review so I am indeed motivated to finish it.
Let the shipping commence!
~ Fixin' For Love ~
THE ARCADE WILL BE OPENING IN FIFTEEN MINUTES. PLEASE REPORT TO YOUR RESPECTIVE GAME.
I REPEAT, PLEASE REPORT TO YOUR RESPECTIVE GAME.
There it was. It was all Felix needed to know that he was due back to his game soon. And it was all he needed to know that he know had that one chance to make a good impression on that special someone that made his heart bounce up, down, up, down, left, right, left, right.
Letting out a deep sigh, Felix pulled down his hat and looked straight forward. What was he so worried about anyway? Clearly there was nothing for him to be afraid of.
And so, he took the first tentative steps. There she was, clad in obsidian armor and walking with a kind of confidence that made Samus look like a little girl. From her fiery eyes, to her golden hair, to her extremely detailed figure, there was little that Felix could say he didn't like about her.
Except of course, the fact that she was just so darn intimidating. But even still, there was no logical reason for him to have any fear in approaching her. Back in Sugar Rush, he had kissed her, and she had gone so far to kiss him back. There, in the cusp of Ralph's victory, that had shared that single, tender moment.
But not everything could end so perfectly. Because since that moment, they had not spoken, and it was not long till Felix began to wonder what it all really meant.
And so, as he came closer and closer to her, passing by the bustling characters eager to make their way to their games, he wondered if what he was doing was really the right thing to do.
"No, I can do this." he said to himself, pushing his hat up so it didn't block his vision. "I can fix anything. I can do this for sure. She's just another lady, Felix. A beautiful, dynamite, spectacular lady..."
Before he knew it, he was right behind her. Ahead, bulky Marines made their way into the entrance portal to Hero's Duty, with Sgt. Calhoun shouting just behind them.
"Move along, soldiers. Those Cy-Bugs aren't gonna blast themselves." she exclaimed to her men, a confident smile on her face as the thought of another day of combat entered her mind. Maybe someone would actually beat the high score today, and she and the boys could have a little more excitement than usual.
Suddenly, there was a light tap just above her waist. Registering that her personal space was now under attack, she responded almost immediately, roughly grabbing the the offender by both wrists and pulling him up to face level. Clearly, she was more than prepared to deal with whoever thought they were slick enough to actually catch her off-guard.
The light drop of a hammer could be barely be heard among the rush in Game Central Station. Though she was very capable of restraint, it was the sight of Felix's particularly nervous expression that gave Sergeant Calhoun cause to let go.
"Sorry about that. I, uh...I guess I'm just not tall enough to tap you on the shoulder." he said awkwardly, as he rubbed his wrists, hoping she hadn't left marks.
"Ah, Felix. Nice to see you. Well, state your business. I don't have all day." she asked, hands on her hips as Felix suddenly felt so small. But then he remembered what happened between them, and it was this thought that gave him the courage to speak.
"I'd like to ask you something, Ms. Calhoun, if that's alright with you." He said, putting on his best smile despite the fact that his heart was beating a hundred times a minute. In fact, he could just barely hear the 8-bit sound of it thrashing in his chest.
"Yes?" the no-nonsense sergeant said in response. Her soldiers far ahead of her, it was obvious that Felix has indeed piqued her interest.
"Well, I figured, you're a such a great gal. And maybe I'm wrong, but I'm pretty sure people around here would say I'm a fairly good guy. And you know, we hit it off so well back in Sugar Rush. Ralph even told me we looked good together..."
Sergeant Calhoun's expression seemed to change drastically at the sound of the wrecker's name, and she looked down on Felix with what he might have almost thought was disdain. Suddenly, those fiery eyes of hers weren't so wonderful when they were right up in his face.
"People talk a lot. Frankly, I don't let it distract me from my job. I suggest you do the same, Felix. What happened in that game was in the past, and I think we'll both be better off if we just forget about it and move on." she told him flatly. Though she saw the expression on his face sink, she still turned away from him, partially because she was unable to see his sadness any longer.
Having seemingly failed, Felix didn't know how to react at first. Then he remembered what Ralph had said, and he remember what had happened in Sugar Rush. He remembered that kiss, the sweet afterglow that she had left him, and it was this memory that gave him the ability to gather his thoughts and project in the bravest voice he could muster.
"That may be, ma'am. But whatever the case, I still can't manage get your face out of my head. Not since that wonderful kiss you were so kind to give me. Now I'm not one to spare words, so I'm just going to come out and say what I think."
Sgt. Calhoun stopped. Something about his words caught her attention. Perhaps it was the way he said them or perhaps it was because she was so wrought with inner conflict about what she felt about him. Either way, she decided that this was worth listening to.
Felix gulped. "I'd like to take you out. Tonight. There's a new restaurant on the far corner of the arcade. It's called Flo's, I think. Ralph's a friend of the owner, and I managed to get a two-person reservation. The only problem is that I still need to account for the other person. That person being you."
There was a momentary silence between the two video game characters, as Game Central Station itself had just about completely cleared up. Sgt. Calhoun was confident that her soldiers could make it without her for just a little bit, and as such she was even more confident that without her immediate presence, that high score wasn't going to be beaten any time soon.
"So...what do you say? You think a dynamite gal like yourself could ever consider giving a regular good guy like me a chance?" Felix practically choked out, the tension killing him. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of waiting, she replied.
"I can already tell you're not going to take no for an answer. But lucky for you, I'm in a giving mood, and frankly I don't remember the last time I took some R & R. I suppose I can take up your offer."
In the back of her mind, Sergeant Calhoun believed that she was doing nothing more than a favor for Felix. He was nice enough, and it wouldn't hurt to humor him just a little bit. That kiss, of course, was just a lapse in her judgment, after all. A spur of the moment. Something that her Marines would never find out about, of course.
And this little dinner, date, or whatever she wanted to call it...this was just her way of making absolutely sure that she had no interest in Felix whatsoever.
At least, that's what she kept telling herself.
Upon hearing words, despite how nonchalant they might have sounded, the hero's eyes lit up in an instant, and he practically squealed in delight.
"Ah, thank you, thank you!" he told her, smiling wide as he barely held in his immense glee. "Oh, I promise you, ma'am, you will not be disappointed!"
"Well, that much remains to be seen. Good day, Felix. I'll be seeing you in eighteen hundred hours sharp right by the entrance to Hero's Duty. Don't be late, if you know what's good for you." the Sergeant said, her voice stern again.
With that, she headed for Hero's Duty, eventually disappearing into the game's entrance portal as Felix watched with dreamy eyes.
Then he let out a massive sight of relief, congratulating himself for somehow coming through. Ralph was right about him not having any reason to worry. Everything could only get better from here on in.
"And good day to you too. You sure know how to light a guy's heart up." he said quietly, picking up his hammer and heading back towards his own game, the sound of his 8-bit heart beat slowly returning to a normal volume.
Yes, this was love alright. Nothing to fix in the slightest.