This will be a fic with chapters. A Teddy x OC fanfic. Rating is sticking at T, maybe might be M later on... I'm not accurate.
Tara (the OC) belongs to me. Characters from Wreck-It Ralph belong to Disney. I own nothing except the plot and Tara, maybe other characters made by me too.
Chapter I
Watching her race is like her watching me winning. Her racing style was flawless, even I was jealous. She was better than me. Tara avoided all the attacks that were thrown at her. I started to like her… as a friend! Jeez, she was merely only nine years old and here I am, stuck at twenty six or so. It was such a shame that she was the daughter of Turbo, so when she was older, I could have dated her. But no! It doesn't matter anyway, and I don't even know what she thinks of me anyway. Tara may think of me as a friend, a good one.
"Did you see that?!" Tara's screams were horrifyingly loud. "Look at me, one of the fastest racers ever! Maybe even better than my dad…"
"I know right!" Ted exclaimed ever loudly too. Here I was, sitting on the bleachers, watching the two interact. "Could you beat me in a race? Along with Teddy?"
I snarled at his remark. How dare he use my name like that, offering the lass to race her with me along? But deep down, I was actually… happy. For the first time in years since this has happened. And in a way, I was jealous of Ted… he was always in second place.
"Hey, Teddy!" Ted had called out, while I was spacing out.
Shaking my head, I responded. "What?"
"Whoa, drop the attitude dude," the twin warned. "Can you race with me and Tara?"
"May I race Tara and me?" I corrected. I had a strange obsession of correcting grammar. "But otherwise, yes. I accept your challenge."
Ted and Tara gave me their ever-lasting smirks. I thought they were twins whenever they gave me that look. Thank god Turbo, with his wife (and mother of Tara) Taffyta, came back. I put on a weak and fake smile. The father-daughter relationship between Turbo and Tara is so close, I thought their codes were linked, but they aren't. I wish mine was…
Turbo picked up his daughter, and held her up in the sky. His wife smiled genuinely and brightly. That smile… was the exact same as Tara's. Ted was behind me, obviously jealous at their relationship.
"How's my daughter doing?" Turbo cooed to his daughter. Her adorable, giggle; just wait until she's older.
I am surprised to say this, but Turbo got over his psychopathic and sadistic attitude. But sometimes, it comes back if he is endangered, hurt, utterly confused, or any other reason (like if his daughter is in trouble). Either way, just don't mess with him. Tara was aware of this, and I was also surprised as well.
"Daddy," Tara whined. "I was gonna race Ted and Teddy!"
Turbo was looking in our direction. "Think you could Ted? I mean you might beat Teddy… but still."
"Daddy! Don't insult them, especially Teddy!" She whined again. I started to blush. "He's my favorite 'uncle' I ever had!"
True. Now let's see Ted's jealousy. I turned around and saw jealousy, all over his eyes. I smirked. He snarled at me. My eyes said, "Whatever" and I laid my attention on the trio. Look at them, "one big happy family." I had once… just once…
"Al right!" Turbo decided. "I'll let you race those twins! Add me into it; it's gotta have me in it!"
She laughed at his corny joke. I even found myself laughing along to it. I remember all those times I raced Turbo and Ted… and how I always got third place. Never have I ever got second… or even first. My racing skills were lousy at the time, but now, watch out. Now my racing skills are mad.
"Yeah," Ted added. "Everything has you in it."
"Oh shut up!" Turbo shot back.
Tara smiled. The ever-lasting smile made me smile. She had the confidence the beat us all, neither less. She has been training to be the best racer, after her parents.
"When do you want it to start?" I asked.
"Now." Turbo answered. "Al right! Let's go get our karts, shall we?"
We all nod our heads in agreement. Ted's and my kart look the same, same blue coloring, with the exception that my colors are fading. And Ted recently got his washed. Here comes Turbo in his ever white and red colored kart. It just makes me want to puke all over it to make it green instead of white. It forever shined a beautiful white hue. Finally, Tara comes out, in her surprisingly lavender kart. It had neon green wheels and it had cyan and hot pink colorings on each side of the kart. Here I was, sitting in my color fading car, waiting for the race to start. And it did.
I was off in my kart, first place. Finally, I am in first place and not last. However, Tara got in front of me. Oh no she isn't going to win! She isn't! I sped up faster, but she was right behind my tail. Ted and Turbo were speeding up faster as well. It was like everyone was out to get me. What was I to them? A trophy waiting to be received by the winner, but running away.
Come on Teddy! I told myself. Focus! The racers are you enemies.
Even though TurboTime was from the nineteen-eighties, there was no such thing as a "speed up machine." Meaning, that there were no items that sped us up. Turbo was used to it, and Tara was too because she sped up and soon enough, I was behind her. I let out a small, low growl. She was faster than me, anyway. It also didn't help that Ted and Turbo were right behind me. It also didn't help that Turbo would be able to kick my ass because he's fast.
I was racing as fast as I could, to expect to be in first, or maybe even second, place. After all those years of being in third, I want to feel what "second" or "first" place tastes like. It's not like I'm going Turbo or anything, just jealousy. Tara was still speeding in her kart, asking for me to beat her. You think you can beat me, can you? I've been here longer than you have.
For the first time in years, I finally got in front of a first place person, namely Tara. I assumed I was finally getting bad luck, since I'm used to getting bad luck (third place, for crying out loud). Tara's cries of sorrowness can be heard from behind me.
"Think you can beat me?" I challenged Tara.
"Yes I can!" She shot back.
Tara shot me a grin of revenge and payback, and so did I. This war was still on, and obviously Turbo and Ted were confused of our actions. My foot put a lot of pressure on the gas pedal, making me going faster than everyone. The racing track had a lot of turns, so I drifted at every corner of the track, so did Tara. There was certain things we have in common (that I know so far): we both have racing skills, we both want to win, we both know how to drift (Taffyta too).
Tara did the same as me, because she was soon one inch in front of me. I gave a vengeful grin as I placed a lot of pressure on the gas pedal. Thank Mod that we are only doing one lap, otherwise I'd be in Hell with a nine year old racing turd. In a corner of my eye, there laid the finish line. More pressure was added to the gas pedal, and Tara was closing in behind me. No, she is no going to win this time.
Ten seconds before reaching the second line. Five seconds... Then I crossed the finish line. Tara came second, Turbo came third (obviously pissed), and Ted was fourth place. My kart was almost out of gas to run because the engine was sputtering. Then the kart stopped. My head forcefully hit the steering wheel, causing the air bag to go right in my face.
"Typical." I said to myself.
Tara seemed to jump onto me, because I can feel weight tropple onto my back. Her giggles were even louder than her.
"Hey," she complained. "How come you won? I thought I would win!"
"I think it's called 'luck'." I retorted.
"Yeah," Tara snapped. "Luck that will go down in the drain!"
"Oh it's on!" I warned.
"Aw," Ted added. "Just look at their relationship, Turbo. Don't you agree?"
"Well, yeah," Turbo added as well. "I mean, their relationship is as close as Ralph and Vanellope's."
"But," Ted continued, "Vanellope and Ralph married and settled with two kids."
"I meant the past." Turbo said annoyed a little.
Tara was hugging onto me, very tight. Even though she was a munchkin, she was a strong little one. I mean, I felt like I couldn't breathe. But, she only giggled.
"Teddy!" Tara giggled. "How did you win?! I mean, I'm the best so far!"
"No you're not," I added. "Your dad is the best. He's the fastest. And must I remind you that it was only 'luck'?"
"Whatever, luck or not, I can still beat you!"
She still held onto me. My Mod this child is stronger than Ralph (or at least so I think), or his child. I mean, she is cutting off my circulation. Turbo and Ted motions that we have to go back. That's when we all get into our karts, but then I realize something. I stopped in my tracks.
"Hey Teddy?" Tara asked. "Something wrong?"
"I forgot that my kart is out of gas." I responded simply.
"It's okay." Tara suggested. "You can ride in mine, I'll hook your kart to mine and we're off!"
I smiled at her idea. So genuine. I should have came up with that. Luckily, there is a hook on the bumper of her kart, and I have an attacher. Even my bumper had a hook as well. I connected the attacher on my hook to connect with her kart's hook. To make sure it was secure, I tested it in Tara's car; stable. I informed that it was secure and that we were ready. I got in first, and Tara got in last. Soon, we drove back home.
End of Chapter I.
Sorry, that is all I got. Till next time! I'll update ASAIC because I am, well, busy. I think I might have to cancel the VanellopexRalph fanfic I'm "trying" to write. No, instead I'll postpone it and work on it sometime in 2013. Sorry to keep you waiting.
Bye! REVIEW AS WELL!
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