CHAPTER 1

It's been 15 years since Felix and Calhoun stated their vows to each other on the altar in front of the whole arcade. Although in the last 2 years, all they'd manage to pull off is argue. They've been exchanging foul words to each other (Felix apologizes after each word). And Felix is always the one to intercept. He still loves her dearly. But in some of his days, he just had enough of it! He didn't acknowledge the same from her about how he's feeling about. He didn't know if their marriage is still official or what. And he perceived the answer in that lifelong question after Calhoun decided to move back to her game and files an abrogation. Poor handyman didn't know what caused her to leave. And this caused him to feel alone again. Each night he spent was just worse than the other night, pondering how he'd manage to survive 30 years without his dynamite gal. He felt his life went back to the very first day all over again, only this time, his days aren't as complete as before. Which felt like he's missing something significant.. Probably someone. And every day, being one of the popular games in the arcade, just made him more prostrated and worn out. After each game, he'll just head straight to his penthouse, filling his time there, weeping until another quarter alert is foretold.

Ralph and the nicelanders didn't longer know what to imply. They can't longer help the poor handyman or do anything just to cheer him up. They wanted the old Felix back as much as he wants his wife back. The jolly, happy-go-lucky handyman everyone had been familiar with. But their desire is, as much as they know, considerably out of reach. When closing time strikes, all they can do is watch with empathy in their eyes the poor, worn out hero of theirs run back to his (and Calhoun's) penthouse, several tears flowing down his pale cheek. The nicelanders even urged Ralph to have a small talk with the handyman. It's the only thing they can figure to do so. Since Ralph had been the closest with Felix, and he can definitely talk some sense out of him. But nothing changed. Only, the tears have been drying out from his eyes after a few weeks. Ralph and the nicelanders considered it as a great improvement. Though the beam and jolly persona of the old Felix is still nowhere to be found. Even the honeyglows that were always present before. Now his tubby cheeks are no longer filled with the red pigment. They are now nothing but pale and often wet from tears.

Days later, due to the sorrow building up inside the handyman, he can barely feel the administration of the gamers whenever they are playing his game. Sometimes, his movements are the opposite of what the gamers desire. At first, it's been confusing everyone but as it goes by, the brunette had figured out why it's happening to him lately: It is strictly not in his code to be a sorrowful one. Being jolly, cheerful and enthusiastic person is what he used to be and what he must maintain. But because of the former events, it had been messing up his code. The time came when he can't entirely feel the authority of the gamer. He'll just barely follow their hand motility, but it will eventually turn out as a late reflex. Most of the players instantly notice it, some would report it to the owner while some wouldn't mind. Luckily, they've manage to carry on with this within a few weeks. But as it goes by, the day they've been hardly restraining had disembarked. No other approach filled their minds but to pack their bags and move out.

It's been a year since Fix-it Felix Jr. was unplugged. Felix, Ralph and the Nicelanders decided to reside with Vanellope at her castle after she made arrangements. Felix sadly recalled that he would've end up at Hero's Duty with Calhoun instead in this happy, sugary place. But as time flies, the handyman had learned to concede. He had been regaining his own self lately. He doesn't longer fill his time in his room a lot, unlike his dark days before. He realize his life would be better if he get his mind out of this desperation for a while. So he decided to hang out with people more often, especially with Ralph and Vanellope. Sometimes they'll game jump, or just hang out in Sugar Rush, play ice cream snowball fight. The guards of the palace even uncluttered some lifelong untouched swimming pools in Sugar Rush for them to squander some of their times. And Felix never had this much fun in ages since his dark miserable days happened, he thought. But at the end of the day, he still can't fail to remember the happy, memorable times he had spent with his dynamite gal. How she almost killed him when they met, how they've been so close to drowning in a quick sand, how he saved her life that day, how she looked at him with such liking and tenderness, oh how he missed those times. And thinking about it just points out that his dark days still hasn't ceased. Ralph and Vanellope would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night, hearing loud cries and shrieks from his room. His nightmares just got worse each and every night. And whenever someone would bring up anything in relation with the sergeant, or his unplugged game, he would more likely flee and burst into tears. That's how the brunette had been spending his days ever since.