Today had been a busy day for all games. It had been that way ever since winter vacation started for the kids outside the arcade. The kids would come and play their favorite games (the heat was a really nice addition to the fun.) But as much as the game characters enjoyed doing what they did, they were relieved when Yuni said those three words, "The arcade's closed!"
Down at the popular racing game Sugar Rush, President Vanellope von Schweetz was talking to the citizens of the sugary game.
"Nice job, guys! You all did really good today!" the ten-year-old girl said to her fellow racers.
"Thanks, President Vanilla Pee!" Gloyd called from the crowd.
"You're so funny, Pumpkinhead!" Vanellope said, laughing.
She stops laughing and begins to talk again.
"Now, I have something to tell you all, and that something is-"
Vanellope stops abruptly when she sees Swizzle walking next to his kart.
Swizzle walks over to where everyone is standing, with a big grin on his face.
"Hey, guys! I did it! I won my 30th Random Roster Race! See?" he motions to the Jumbotron, with his name in the first position on the race roster. "I got first place in the roster race for the 30th time in a row! Isn't it great?"
Vanellope looks at him, smiling. "Wow, Swizzle! That's great! That means you got the Sweet Victory Candy Achievement for winning 30 roster races in first place!"
The other racers pretended not to care about Swizzle's 30th roster win, and they just stood by their karts with half smiles on their faces, looking like they were trying to be happy for him.
"Oh, so the rest of you don't even care?" Swizzle asked as his smile turned into an angry frown.
"I care." Minty said, looking at him with concern.
"You're the only one?" Swizzle asked.
Minty just looked at him.
"I KNEW IT!" Swizzle said, in a very angry tone. "Our president is the only one who even acknowledged the fact that I even won my 30th roster race in first place! As for the rest of you, I hope you're happy! You're acting like you don't care about this big achievement!" Swizzle was now near tears, but he was struggling to hold them back. He couldn't hold them back for long, because he started to cry.
Nobody said anything, staring at Swizzle with blank looks on their faces, and some of them just start whispering to each other, with feelings of concern in their voices.
"I-I'm just going to go home now..." Swizzle said, walking sadly to his kart, still crying.
Soon, the others heard the roar of Swizzle's kart engine, and the sound of the Tongue Twister driving away.
"Poor Swizz..." Minty said, still concerned.
"What did we do wrong?" Candlehead asked her.
"I don't know." Rancis answered, looking concerned himself.
Vanellope looked around, relieved that Swizzle was finally gone, so she could make the big announcement. "Okay, guys, I have something to tell you all. As you know, Swizzle Malarkey has won his 30th roster race in first place. This is a huge deal to most racers here in Sugar Rush, especially Swizzle. He thinks we don't care about that, but what I have to tell you will make him very happy. We're going to throw him a surprise 'Congrats on Your Sweet Victory Candy Achievement!' party at the Candy Castle! Now, if we're going to pull this off, I'm going to need everyone's help!"
Candlehead raised her hand and asked, "But how do we keep him from finding out about the party?"
Vanellope thought about that. Then she looked at Minty, who was twirling a strand of her short green hair.
"Hey Minty, do you think you could keep Swizzle distracted on the other side of Sugar Rush while everyone is getting things ready for his surprise achievement party?" the president asked.
"Sure, I know where he likes to hang out, so I will definitely keep him away from the castle until the party." Minty said with a sneaky, yet excited look on her face.
"Okay, then. That's settled." Vanellope said with a satisfied grin. "Now, as for the rest of you, here is how it's going to work: Candlehead, Rancis, and I will decorate the ballroom, Jubileena & Citrusella, you two are going to work on the invitations. Snowanna, Nougetsia, and Adorabeezle, you're in charge of frozen treats. Crumbelina, you're the cookies, the cake, and other sweet goodies. Sticky, you're in charge of making one sweet sculpture of Swizzle. Torvald, you're in charge of picking the music. And Taffyta and Gloyd, you two get the drinks, especially soda, and lots of it, since it's Swizzle's favorite. But don't forget the fruit punch!" said Vanellope.
The others giggled with glee as they got their assignments for the party, and they couldn't wait to get started.
"All right, my sweet subjects! We have a LOT to do before tomorrow, so let's get started!" Vanellope instructed to the other racers.
Everyone got in their karts and drove away, eager to do their part for Swizzle's big surprise.
Candlehead, Rancis, and Vanellope all drove off to the castle, parked their karts in the castle garage, and walked upstairs to Vanellope's bedroom.
Vanellope walks over to her closet and pulls out some craft supplies, like paint and banner paper.
"The first decoration is the banner that will be hung in the ballroom for all to see at the party. Now, we need to make it say something nice. Any suggestions?" Vanellope asked, holding up a paintbrush.
"How about 'Congratulations on your achievement'?" Candlehead suggested.
Vanellope shook her head. "It has to be something awesome and very party-worthy!"
"Okay, how about 'Congratulations Swizz! We're So Proud Of You'?" Rancis said, dipping his paintbrush in blue paint.
Vanellope nodded eagerly. "That's perfect, Rancis! He'll just love it! Now let's make this banner!"
Candlehead and Rancis painted the words on the banner, while Vanellope decorated the banner with star stickers, pictures of swirl pops, and a picture of Swizzle next to the Tongue Twister.
Candlehead and Rancis stood up and backed away from the banner to admire their work.
"I think it's perfect." Rancis said.
"So do I." Candlehead replied happily.
Vanellope puts the finishing touches on the banner and admires it with Rancis and Candlehead.
The three of them agreed that the banner looked good.
Vanellope walks over to the closet once more and pulls out boxes of party supplies, such as streamers, balloons, tablecloths, confetti, party hats, and noisemakers.
"All right, with the banner completed, we're moving on the second phase: Using all this stuff to decorate the ballroom, so we can make it look like Party Central!" Vanellope said, her words coming out quickly.
Rancis pulls out an indigo blue tablecloth and stares blankly at it. "So we're going to use all this stuff to turn the ballroom into Party Central?"
"Yeah!" Vanellope said.
"Okay, I was just asking." Rancis said.
"All right, Candlehead and Rancis, you two grab the banner, and walk with me to the ballroom." Vanellope demanded.
Candlehead and Rancis grab the banner and the three of them head to the ballroom to get started with the decorating.
Vanellope opens the door and walks into the ballroom, the candy chandeliers sparkling as the lights come on.
Sour Bill comes into the ballroom behind them.
"Miss President, what are you up to?" he asks in his normal sour tone of voice.
"We're throwing a party for Swizzle, you wanna help decorate?" Vanellope asked eagerly.
"Sure, I guess." Sour Bill said, although he wished he was doing something else.
So, the four of them worked into the night. They hung up streamers and the banner, spread tablecloths on all the tables, and set the tables with confetti, noisemakers, and party hats. The four of them admired their hard work and smiled at one another.
Vanellope said, "Okay, I think we can call it a night, you guys. The balloons can wait until tomorrow, since they're the last decoration to be dealt with before the party." She yawned.
Candlehead saw Vanellope yawn and said, "I'm sleepy, too."
Rancis yawned as well, collapsing on the couch in the ballroom.
Vanellope said, "All right, guys, let's hit the floursack. We have more to do tomorrow."
Rancis gets off the ballroom couch, and the three of them walk upstairs to Vanellope's bedroom. All three of them fall asleep on top of Vanellope's large toffee bed, worn out from all the work they did decorating for the party.
