Dalek—I should have told you to view those pictures at your own risk. In answer to your question, the Tails Doll will not be making an appearance in this story. I don't find it as creepy as it should be, I'm sorry. :( But I am glad that you are enjoying the story so far, and I hope you keep reading and reviewing!

Raccon Girl—Don't worry…we shall prevail! *insert triumphant music* Thanks for reviewing!

Alicia—Read the end of the chapter to see…also, thanks for reviewing! And you shall begin your noble quest soon, I promise! ;)

supersaiyon3goku—I know, right? I think that they learned their lesson at the end of the movie, though. I won't say anything else in case Jenna is reading this. (She still needs to see the movie.) Thanks for reviewing!

Chapter Nine

Somehow, Ralph had managed to get himself stuck in a cupcake and covered with green goo. He didn't look anything like he should have. He resembled a rejected monster design from one of the older games. The guards had to roll him into the palace throne room. Lulu and Black had the luxury of walking from the quote-unquote "scene of the crime" to the castle, noticing the Oreo guards doing their best imitation of the monkey guards from the Wizard of Oz. And as soon as they entered the palace, they had to walk past a wall of portraits before entering the room where they would have an audience with King Candy.

And one of these portraits was of the infamous Turbo. He was clutching a trophy in one hand and waving at the fans that weren't there with his free arm. Lulu managed to get a good look at him before she had to move away and she liked what she saw. For a guy consumed by jealousy, he wasn't half bad-looking. His eyes were big and yellow, making him look like a ghost with his grayish skin. But he did have certain traits about him that made him look unique. He had a tiny nose, a happy-go-lucky grin, and…gosh, did his teeth have to be that perfect? They matched his white track suit.

Lulu was sad when they moved into the next room. The throne room was pink and girlish, unfitting for a king outside of the game. But King Candy seemed to like it even more than he should have. He certainly liked it more than Black did, who winced and shielded her eyes from the eyesore. "Sour Bill, let's see what we're dealing with!" The king ordered, removing his racing gear. The little sourball mumbled a reply before removing the gooey mask from Ralph's face, revealing his true identity. "Well, milk my duds! It's Wreck-It Ralph!" The king gasped.

"Yeah, that's me," Ralph snorted, his voice gruff. "And who are you supposed to be—the guy that makes the donuts? I see you're a fan of pink."

"Salmon, it's obviously salmon—what are you doing here?"

"Look, Your Candiness, this is just some big misunderstanding. So get me out of this cupcake, I'll get my medal, and then I'll be out of your way."

"Your medal…? Ha, ha! Bad guys don't win medals!" King Candy chuckled.

"I did win this one, I promise!" Ralph all but shouted at the monarch. "I got it over in Hero's Duty, and I was trying to get back there, when—"

"You game-jumped? Ralph, you're not going Turbo, are you?" The king panicked. "Because if you are, and you're thinking about taking over MY game, then you have another thing coming!" Black and Lulu exchanged a look. For a moment, Lulu was afraid that he'd have some of his guards retrieve that large Turbo painting and bring it before his prisoners and torture them with a lecture on the history of the evil racer. She was relieved when Ralph saved them all from this awful punishment.

"Easy, Your Puffiness," he yelped. "I'm not going to take over the game! It's not my fault that one of your Children of the Candy Corn stole my medal!"

"The Children of the Candy Corn? But who would—? The glitch—the coin she used to enter the race was your MEDAL!" The king realized, and Lulu could see the gears in his mind putting two and two together. "And you girls, you helped her, didn't you?" He demanded, his voice becoming shrill.

"Wow," Black said, her voice flat and dull, "you figured that out all by yourself? I thought that you needed Sour Bill to tie your shoes for you and everything." But her jab fell on deaf ears.

"She did what? No, no, I need that back!" Ralph complained, becoming just as hysterical as the king was. He tilted his head to address Lulu and Black. "How could you let her do that?"

"It was sort of a spur-of-the-moment thing, to be honest," Lulu admitted, playing with a strand of hair. "But hey, it was for a good cause! And that's all that matters in the end, because everybody wins!" She forced herself to smile, but the king and Ralph were bemused.

"Well, I'm afraid I can't help you there," King Candy told Ralph, sounding unapologetic. "It's gone now! It's nothing but code now, and it's going to stay that way until one of the racers wins a trophy and a spot on the roster tomorrow!"

"Maybe I'll just have to have a talk with one of the winners, then," Ralph decided, and the king's eyes widened.

"Is that a threat I smell? Or is that just your breath?" King Candy asked, gagging when he came too close to Ralph.

"He is technically the bad guy," Lulu chimed in.

"Listen Nelly Wafer, I'm not leaving without my medal!" Ralph proclaimed, giving the king a cold stare.

"Yes, you are! Get him out of that cupcake and on the next train back home! And if I ever see you here again, Wreck-It Ralph, then I'll lock you in my fungeon!"

"The what?" Ralph asked, confused.

"My fungeon…my fun-dungeon…it's a play on words," the king tried to explain, but Ralph just stared at him. "Oh, never mind! Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a glitch to deal with, no thanks to you! Goodbye, Wreck-It Ralph! It hasn't been a pleasure! And as for you two girls…" The king glared at the racers once more before he slid his racing goggles on. "I'll let you go this once. Lulu Smarties-Pants, you're new, so you have a lot to learn about this place. But Black Licoricetwist…this was your last chance." His voice became menacing. "One more time, and it's the fungeon for you, young lady."

"Oh, I'm so scared," Black mocked. "See ya, Puffy Pants," she curtsied to him before turning on her heel and marching out of the hallway. Lulu opened her mouth to say something to the king, but she decided that he had proven himself to be the type that was merciless and uncompromising, so she just curtsied too before following her "daughter". The last time she saw Ralph with the donut guards, they were trying to find a way to remove his from his sticky prison.

"We could have been out of there sooner if you hadn't been driving him crazy!" Lulu scolded as soon as they were outside. Black chuckled. "It's not funny!" Lulu said, continuing to chastise her. But Black kept laughing, and after a while Lulu had to crack a small smile. "Okay, it was a little funny, but that's beside the point. We have to find Vanellope now."

"Take a chill pill," Black said. "I know where she is! Let's go!" The king had been kind enough to not take away their racing karts, so the Swift Twist and Galaxy Glazer were parked by the main entrance to the enormous palace. Lulu's vehicle had been repaired. She couldn't even tell that it had been wrecked in an accident. As she and Black raced towards the location of Vanellope—the destination unknown to Lulu at the time—she could not help but wonder why the king had repaired her kart despite him having an open hatred for two of her new friends…


Jenna and Alicia had sworn to their new "bosses" that they would stay away from the creepy computer files that they had watched play out on the screen. But as soon as they were left alone, Jenna revealed that her fingers had been crossed the whole time to Alicia. She was grinning from ear to ear, a sneaky glint shining in her eye. "I know that look," Alicia said. "What are you planning? And is it something that we're going to end up regretting later?"

"Not if we play this game right," Jenna replied. "And if the footage is correct, then it should be easy to do." She took a deep breath. "The only thing we have to do is not get ourselves killed. And if we manage to rescue Knuckles, then there's a bigger chance that he'll end up falling in love with you," she added with a not-so-subtle wink. As they left, Jenna could have sworn that she heard somebody sneeze, but when she brought it up with Alicia, they dismissed it as being something from their wild imaginations…

But had she imagined the whispers of children as she walked out, or were those just the robot minions of GLaDOS, ready to report on their every move? They quickened their pace, hoping that getting in and getting out would be as easy as pie.


Some of you (Alicia) expressed concern about me because of the "super huge thing" that's been happening. In answer to that question, everything is wonderful! I am going to be writing a play with a local playwright and working with actors and other writers on it over the summer! So everything is totally fine!

This was probably another short chapter, but the one tomorrow is going to be nice and extra long, just the way everyone likes it! ;)

Review, please! :)