The Glitch Project

by Crumbelina's Sweet Admirer

Swizzle Malarkey, racer and self-made ladies' man, gets turned into a glitch because of something he did wrong. Swizzle goes from being loved by all the ladies, to being hated by all his fellow racers. *This is a story inspired by a role-play me and Barry are doing!* Pairings: Vanilla Butter and Peppermint Pumpkins (Gloyd & Presley) I do not own Wreck-It Ralph or Sugar Rush.

1. Prologue

My name is Swizzle Malarkey. I am a racer in Sugar Rush. Or at least I was a racer, up until the day I got turned into a glitch. All because of something I did wrong.

I was a great racer, always got on the roster when I could. I was also popular with the ladies and my stunts were second to none. I also had a great kart, and everyone always asked me for rides.

But I'm a glitch because of a certain strawberry racer. She was flirting with me one day, and Minty got really mad at me. She goes crying to our president, and she tells her everything. Vanellope knows how she feels, as she's been feeling that way ever since she was bullied for 15 years. So, she decides to show me how it feels to be rejected.

One day, I'm racing in the Roster Race, and I'm doing just fine until I feel my code glitching. I lose control of my kart and crash into a grove of lollipop trees. I look at my hands and say "Oh, no...I'm a g-glitch! T-That means...I can't race anymore!" I drive my kart out of the lollipop forest and drive to my house, where I gather several sets of clothes and my candy wrapper patchwork quilt. I know I will never come back to my house ever again, now that I'm a glitch.

So, every day, now that I'm a glitch, all I can do is sit in the candy cane trees and watch the day's races. Between the races, all my fellow racers do is torment me by dragging me around the racetrack tied to their karts, they beat me up, they push me in mud, and they insult me to no end. Here's the story of how it all happened.