I know I should be updating 'Sweet Life' or 'A Haunting' but I just couldn't help myself

This is a story that I've wanted to write for a while

Candlehead doesn't like me called a ditz, or being ridiculed as an idiot

One day she can't handle it and runs into the forest

She runs into a certain someone who seems to want to help

Candlehead is skeptic at first but gives them a chance

But at a cost

The more they're together, the slowly she falls for them, and slowly she loses her sanity

Altered

Ch.1 An Unlikely Friend

Everyone would be talking at the starting line of the Royal Raceway

Like everyday it had been a busy day of racing

Candlehead held a trophy she had won

It was mad of gold on a wooden base and she was looking it over

She wasn't aware that Gloyd was silently changing the candle on her hat with a small little bomb he had made

He'd grin as he'd light it and back away

Candlehead heard everyone chuckling behind her

She turned around to them. "What's so funny guys?" She'd innocently ask

Before any of them could respond the small bomb would go off sending her hat and trophy to the ground

The trophy would break the moment it hit the ground

Candlehead would look at her broken trophy. "NOT FUNNY!"

Gloyd would walk up to her and give her a nicely wrapped box. "I'm sorry I needed to prank you before giving you this to celebrate your wins today…"

Candlehead's anger would vanish immediately upon seeing the present. "What is it?"

Gloyd would smile. "Open to find out…"

Candlehead would unwrap the box and take it's top off

-SPLAT-

Just for a pie on a spring to hit her in the face

Almost Everyone would break out laughing

"Your such a ditz! You should've seen that coming! Why the hell would I give you a present when you took me out with a Sweet Seeker 10 times today?!" Gloyd would hold his sides in a fit of laughter

Candlehead would the frosting from her eyes to see every racer and even the fans laughing at her

She'd sob

It had been something she fell for almost daily

But today was different

It was the one day she felt special

It was her birthday

Only Torvald had wished her a happy birthday

The others had treated her like total jerks

Gloyd had pranked her twice infront of everyone on her one day

And what's worse

Everyone except Torvald was laughing at her

No one cared, it was clear they weren't pretending to have forgotten her birthday

If anything they treated her worse

She'd sob more trying to fight the tears

She'd go to her kart just for another pie to spring out of her seat

The laughing got worse

She couldn't fight the tears anymore

She'd softly cry

Only Torvald noticed

She'd slowy walk over to Candlehead

"Candlehead?"

Candlehead would knock her arm away and run into the forest

She ran

Again no one noticed

All she heard was laughter

(Awhile later)

She'd run through the forest before stopping in a clearing

She had run far enough

She dropped to her knees and cried

Tears mixed with frosting and batter covering her face

Resulting in a liquid slop

She'd take a towel out of her jacket

She normally used it to wipe her sweat away

But she'd make an exception

She wiped her face only spreading the mess on her face

"Damn it…"

Tears would fall down her face only making it worse

Suddenly she'd hear a voice

"Are you ok? Do you need any help?"

Candlehead's eyes would be covered but she could use the help

"N-no…I can't see…do you have anything I could use to wash my face off?"

She'd feel a hand gently wrap around hers

"Yes…follow my lead…the forest gets a dense…it's easy to run into things if your not careful…"

Candlehead would ponder to herself. "No one knows the forest this well…wait…she does…"

Candlehead would grow nervous

Was the person helping her the glitch? The entity that would destroy her game?

She'd suppress her thoughts as she'd hear a river

"This river should do the trick…" The person would tell her

Candlehead would drop to her knees and wash her face off

"Thank you…" She'd look up

And her worries were confirmed

There she was

The Glitch

Her hoodie covering her head and forehead but leaving the rest of face visible

Standing right beside her

But she was different

Candlehead noticed several things different about her than when she saw her a day ago when the racers he tormented her which was a daily routine

Her clothes were darker shades of her normal color, much darker

Her eye color had darkened

A crimson red ring surrounded the iris of her eyes

Candlehead gulped moving back slightly

"Something wrong?" The Glitch would ask her

Candlehead would notice even her voice had taken a darker, lower tone

"W-w-well you seem a little different than yesterday…"

The Glitch would look over herself. "I guess my appearance has changed…but…if I might ask…why were you so deep in the forest? Crying? With cream pie all over your face?"

Candlehead would nervously look at the ground. "W-w-why do you want to know?"

The Glitch would kneel beside her. "Because I saw you were hurting…and I know how it feels to bottle up emotions…let's just say...it doesn't end well…"

Candlehead would look at her nervously. "W-w-why do you care?"

"If you don't want to talk fine…I shouldn't be here anyway…the racers are probably looking for me…" The Glitch would stand up. "I suggest you get out of here…the forest isn't a place to be when it gets dark…" With that she'd turn and begin to walk away

Candlehead would sit there conflicted. "If she wanted this game's destruction why help me? If she was a brutal murderer why didn't she kill me when I was blind and couldn't defend myself?" Would be among the millions of things racing through her head

She'd look at the glitch walking away. "Wait!" She'd run over to her. "Maybe I do want to talk…"

They'd both suddenly hear the rumble of approaching engines

"Oh no…" Candlehead would state

"I have a place we could talk…if you agree not to tell anyone…"

"S-s-sure…" Candlehead would reply still slightly nervous

The Glitch would again gently wrap their head around hers

Candlehead would blush a bit when suddenly

-GLITCH-

They were both standing inside Diet Cola Mountain

Candlehead would look around amazed and confused

The Glitch would let go of her hand and would walk over to her bed made from a sponge cake with Candy wrappers bundle up on it

Candlehead would assume she used it as a blanket

The Glitch would sit down

"May not be much…but it's all I got…"

Candlehead would nervously sit beside her

"S-s-so this is your home?"

"Yes…and my hiding place…"

"Isn't…you know…dangerous in here?"

"It's more dangerous for me out there…besides…we're not here to talk about me…where hear to talk about your problem…"

Candlehead would look at the ground

"Well…I don't know if you watch or not…but the others constantly make fun of me…call me names…joke about my intelligence…and constantly prank me…today was my birthday…my one special day…but they acted even worse…-tears would form in her eyes-…the one day that was supposed to revolve around me…and they treated me worse…"

The Glitch would be silent for a few minutes. "I know the feeling…everyday they just seem to get worse…your always hoping one day that they won't be mean…just leave you be…but they choose to be jerks anyway…"

"I guess you would…but tell me…how do you take that? Day in…day out?"

"I manage…"

"What is your name by the way?" Candlehead would ask

"Vanellope…Vanellope Von Schweetz…the 'Great Terrible Threat That Must Be Bullied Into Oblivion'…or just Vanellope for short…"

Candlehead would look away feeling guilty. "My name's Candlehead…why are you being so nice to me?"

"As I said…sometimes you need someone who will listen to your problems…also…since it's your birthday…might aswell give you this…" Vanellope would open a small container beside her and take a cupcake out of it and would light a candle and give it to Candlehead

Candlehead would smile slightly and blow the candle out. "Thanks…but I don't deserve your kindness…"

"Let's just leave it at you owe me one…"

(Time passes)

The 2 would've been talking for hours on end when Candlehead would notice the time

"Well I should head home…it's getting late…"

"Allow me…" Vanellope would take her by the hand and glitch them to Candlehead's backyard

"Thanks again…" Candlehead would state

"No problem…just don't tell anyone…they might kill me over it…and…if you ever want to talk you know where to find me…"

"Yea…"

Vanellope would glitch away

Candlehead would walk into her home hundreds of things racing through her head

"She's the enemy! She'll kill all of us! She'll cause this world to be unplugged and erase with us in it!"

Some of King Candy's many lines would pass through her head

"If she's the enemy…why was she so nice?"

She'd lay down on her bed

Conflicted

Not too far away a certain someone would grin as they'd lie on their bed

"…She'll be perfect…"