Deep within the Big Rock Candy Mountain, five figures stood in the middle of a damp cave. "It's about time isn't?" One of the figures asked impatiently.
"Stop being in such a rush. For my plan to work the timing needs to be perfect. Any action taken to early could throw the whole thing off balance." Another answered.
"Humph." This figure was smaller and sounded more feminine. "Are you sure it's not just because you're a totally freak when it comes to organizing things?" She asked.
"That can't be true, seeing as last time he just totally threw caution to the wind and screwed his entire plan up." Another said bluntly.
"Oh, as if you're one to talk about failed schemes."
"That was different!"
"Was it? Because it didn't turn out any different than my plans!"
The girl giggled. "Now boys, your both total failures." She said.
"Shut up brat." The second figure said bitterly.
Another of the figures coughed getting their attention. "Excuse me children, but I think we have important matters to discuss. Like if this insane plan even had a chance of success in the first place. It's long and complicated, and personally I think it takes way too many risks."
"High risk high reward." The fifth figure said bluntly.
"But don't you think we're gambling a bit too big here? I mean the entire fate of the arcade hangs in the balance. We can't afford to just leave this to chance."
The second figure slammed his hand on the table. "It'll work!" He said sternly. "It'll work as long as all of you perform your part of the plan to a tee! I'm trusting you to come through and do your part, none of you better make me regret it!"
"You're on our case about trust? After all you've done you're lucky we don't just get rid of you right now!" The first figure shouted.
"Try it…"
The two both stood in front of one another. The smallest figure was giggling at the scene, the tallest one looked like he was going to try and stop them, while the fifth just stood and watched. "You're lucky we have bigger fish to fry, brat."
"Yeah, that's what I thought." He stepped back and leaned against a rock. "Humph. I can't wait to take my kingdom back from that ignorant fool. Then I won't be stuck out here with you lot and living in a cave." He spat.
"And who says once this is over you get the throne back? I'd say someone younger and more deserving should be the ruler." The girl said.
"If you think I'm going to let you-"
"Children, we can sort all of that out later. For now we need to make sure everything goes according to plan." The tallest figure spoke.
They all nodded in agreement. "Who should we start with?"
"The Sweet Tooth Kingdom. They're going to be vulnerable. If we waste our time dealing with the glitch first everything will just become one jumbled mess."
"Okay then, let's get going."
One of the figures suddenly vanished into thin air, while another suddenly began floating away. The remaining three all began heading deeper into the cave. "You're sure this will work?"
"For the hundredth time, I'm sure." He said with a sigh.
"Okay, I just want to make sure. The fate of the arcade-"
"The fate of the arcade hangs in the balance, so you keep reminding me. Don't worry old man, I know what's at stake." The figure said sternly. He pulled off his hood and then looked towards the end of the tunnel, where a glowing blue light was.
Yes, a battle was coming. A battle that held the future for the entire arcade.
And when the dust cleared, Garry Gumball intended to be the one on top.
Sugar Rush, an adorable little game over near the Whack-A-Mole that's famous throughout the arcade. It's fairly popular to the kids that frequently visit Litwak's Family Fun Center & Arcade. But that's not what makes it famous. No, what makes it so famous is its history within the game itself. This not so humble little racing game was the stage for not one, but two battles that would determine the very fate of the arcade.
It had been about fifteen years since Turbo had first taken over the game. No one had known the ruler of the sweet and sugary game wasn't the real ruler. At least not until one Wreck-It Ralph decided to game jump and exposed the faker. He also ended up destroying said faker, and returning the throne to rightful ruler, Vanellope Von Schweetz.
Ralph was hailed as a hero by the residents of the arcade, Vanellope was restored to her rightful place as leader, and the game had finally known piece. For about a six months anyway. Soon afterwards a new problem arose in the form of a selfish ruler named Garry Gumball, who hatched a plan to take power from Vanellope and take over the entire game.
Once again, the arcade was saved. But this time not by Ralph. It was the children of Sugar Rush, both the old and new characters, who led the rest of the arcade against the tyrant. Garry disappeared after the whole mess, and the game once again knew peace. It had been a year and a half since that incident had taken place.
"Madam President." Vanellope stirred in her bed, but made no move to get up. It was the arcades off day, and she wanted to sleep in. "Madam President." The voice repeated.
She sighed and then saw up, her black candy coated hair sticking all over the place. "What do you want Sour Bill?" She asked with a yawn.
"You need to get up Madam President. You have a very busy schedule today." Sour Bill explained holding up a clip board.
She let out a groan and then pushed herself out of bed. "What could possibly be on my list of things to do today? The arcade is closed, the roster randomizer is working properly, and as far as I know the kingdom isn't under attack, so what?"
"Well, first of all Minty needs your approval to test that new invention of her. Ever since the last one nearby destroyed the left wing of the castle you said she needed your approval to test any new inventions. Then you need to sign off on the supply ship delivering the pumpkins from Trickery-Treat Island. Then of course there's…"
As Sour Bill went on, a small little white rabbit jumped up onto Vanellope's bed. She reached down and patted it on the head. "At least you know how to greet someone in the morning Marshmallow." She mumbled under her breath.
"Madam President, were you listening?" Sour asked.
Vanellope rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah, I'm on it." She said jumping out of bed. "Just let me get dressed and get some breakfast, and I'll be on it in no time."
"Of course. I'll go to the kitchen and have the chef whip something up for you." He said before bowing. He then turned around and made his way out of the door.
She watched him leave and then quickly made her way to her closest. Marshmallow followed after her. "What do you think I should wear today?" She asked jokingly. She only had one outfit… well, two technically, but she was never planning on wearing that atrocity of a dress again.
Marshmallow jumped up and latch onto one of her outfits, a blue hoodie and Reese's skirt. She grabbed it from the hanger and smiled. "Good choice." Afterwards she took a bath, got dressed, and began making her way down to the mess hall. It used to just be a regular kitchen, but she'd expanded it so the citizens and racers could come and eat if they wanted to.
It had been her idea to open it to everyone. A way to get closer to her citizens and show her she wasn't all uppity and selfish. When she entered she saw Taffyta, Rancis, and Candlehead sitting over near the windows. Snowanna, Crumbalina, and Jubileena were sitting a few tables down from them.
Adorabeezle was nowhere to be seen, which honestly worried her. She'd been seeing less and less of the frost themed girl lately. "Yo Princess! Saved you a seat!"
Vanellope looked over and smiled when she saw Gloyd sitting alongside Swizzle and Minty. She made her way over and took a seat next to him. "Morning pumpkin head." She said picking up a starburst from his plate. "Mm, orange."
Gloyd scoffed. "Get your own breakfast." He said trying to take it back. She suddenly glitched over to the right, avoiding him. "Oh, we're playing it that way huh?" He asked with a smirk.
Swizzle rolled his eyes and Minty giggled. "Oh here we go." Swizzle said sighing.
They both turned towards him. "What?" Vanellope asked.
"You're little morning flirty routine. Pick something off her plate, and then he tries to get it back, and you glitch away, and he chases you. Then you wrestle for a few minutes and… uh, it's just so sickeningly sweet." He said sticking his tongue out.
Gloyd blushed and then frowned towards him. "We don't do that every morning! And we're not flirting, we're just… playing."
"Oh come on. You're almost as bad as Jubileena and Larry."
Vanellope scoffed. "Oh come on! Nobody's as bad as them, you're just being stupid." She said before turning to Minty. "Tell him Mints."
The green haired girl shrugged. "You two have gotten… closer. Remember when all he did was pull pranks and tic you off. Now you're always going to tappers together and 'wrestling'." She said making air quotes.
Both Gloyd and Vanellope were turning redder by the second. "Yeah, well what about you two. You're always sneaking off to go have your little kissy sessions!" Gloyd countered.
Minty turned red and looked towards Swizzle. "You told them!"
"Of course I told them. What's the point of being a ladies man if I don't get to brag about it?" He said with a smirk. She punched him on the arm. "OW! What's the big deal?"
"You don't tell people about stuff like that! You are so dense!" She turned away from him and crossed her arms. Swizzle sighed and then went back to his breakfast.
Gloyd chuckled. "Remember when you thought girls had cooties?"
"Well so did you!" Swizzle argued.
Vanellope rolled her eyes and Minty sighed. "Unbelievable…"
They suddenly heard a loud scream coming from outside, followed by a howl. They all turned their heads towards the door and saw a large beastly figure burst through. It was a Waffle Wolf. "Fudge! Get him, get him!" An Oreo guard yelled running through the door after him. A whole troop of Oreo guards began swarming around the creature.
All the citizens and even some of the racers began getting up and running to the exit at opposite direction. The wolf didn't even seem to notice the guards charging towards it. It was looking around the mess hall seemingly trying to find something, or someone.
The first guards jabbed his spear at the wolf, but it moved its head and then bit down on it, breaking it easily. It then turned around swinging its tail and knocking over the rest of the guards. It then jumped over towards Vanellope and the others.
Swizzle stood up and quickly stood in front of Minty, and Gloyd was about to do the same with Vanellope until she jumped up and glitched towards the wolf. "Walf!" She yelled happily. The wolf tackled her to the ground and then began licking her face. "Oh, hey! Ha-ha! Stop, that tickles! You're getting slobber all over me you mutt!"
Gloyd and Swizzle let out a sigh of relief. "It's just Walf." Gloyd said walking over and petting the dog on the head. It sat up and then licked Gloyd's face. "Uh, gross. Man, you have to stop barging in like that. You keep giving everyone a heart attack."
Walf was, of course, a waffle wolf. While they were normally nothing but wild animals that attacked anything that moved, he was a special case. He had managed to be tamed by Jimmy somehow, and he was usually sent to deliver messages to them.
Minty walked over and began rubbing him was well. "He looks like he's in top form." She said before plucking a small hair from his coat. "For later…" She mumbled.
Swizzle walked over, but then Walf saw him he began growling. "Yeah, yeah, I don't like you either." Swizzle said crossing his arms. The first time Walf had arrived unannounced, Swizzle had fired a Sweet Seeker at him, and the animal had held a grudge ever since.
Vanellope scratched him under the chin and then pulled out a small piece of paper from underneath his collar. "It's a letter from the Sweet Tooth kingdom."
"What?!" They all turned and saw a blur of red headed towards them. Jubileena stopped in front of them with a look of hope in her eyes. "Is it from Larry?!"
"No." Vanellope said rolling her eyes. Jubileena pouted. "It's from Jimmy. He says that's he's coming to visit us tomorrow. He's talking about the resigning of the peace treating."
Part of the peace treaty they had established after Garry left was that they would have a resigning every year. It was supposed to be a reminder of how close the two kingdoms had become, but Vanellope and Jimmy themselves thought it was pretty stupid. Why did they need to resign it every year? Why not just have one that lasted forever.
On the other hand, it did give them an excuse to throw a wicked party.
Jubileena's face brightened up. "So, the resigning! I almost forgot that was next month! I'll finally get to see my Larry again!" She said happily.
"You see him every day…" Gloyd pointed out.
She waved him off. "Of course I see him doing the races, but for the past months he's been so busy helping Jimmy with his royal duties, he hasn't had time to come and visit me."
Vanellope knew what she was talking about. Ever since they had discovered another island in the game, called Trickery Treat Island, they had been going through all the tasks that came with making sure there was peace between them. Making treaties, trading supplies and food, and plenty of other things to get done. It had kept her pretty busy as well.
Crumbelina walked over and Walf immediately turned towards her. He ran over to the girl and nuzzled her face. She giggled. "Okay, okay, I'm glad to see you too." Walf turned his head and revealed a daisy tucked in the side of his collar.
"I take it that's from your boyfriend." Snowanna said smirking.
Crumbelina pouted, but couldn't hide the blush from her face. "Humph, if he thinks I'm going to forgive him just because he sends a few flowers he'd dead wrong." She said simply. The others all pitied Jimmy right about now. Though Crumbelina had never admitted it, she and Jimmy had a bit of a thing going. And she would get fairly jealous when other girls paid attention to Jimmy.
The fact that he didn't seem to notice also annoyed her, so every now and then she would end up being annoyed and ignoring him, which left Jimmy stumbled and confused. He always won her over again, but he never seemed to get why she was angry with him in the first place.
Swizzle shook his head. "Poor guy."
Walf knelt down in front of Vanellope, and she pulled out a gummy worm from the front of her hoodie. She held it up in front of him. "You want it boy?" She asked. He jumped up and down excitedly. "Well, you did run all the way here, so I guess you earned it." She tossed it to him and he grabbed it and began chewing on it.
Sour Bill walked over and stared towards Vanellope. "Madam President, may I please have a word with you? It's very important."
Vanellope frowned. "Fine."
Sour Bill walked out of the kitchen, and Vanellope followed. "Madam President, I do believe I should give you this." He said pulling out another piece of paper.
"What the-? What is this?" She asked.
"It's another message from King Jimmy he sent along with Walf. I would have given it to you sooner but… well, apparently it was only meant for you, and you have a habit of readings things out loud sometimes, so I figured better safe than sorry."
Vanellope unwrapped the piece of paper. Only meant for her? That was strange. Was did could possibly be so important that Jimmy took extra care to separate it from the other letter?
Dear Vanellope,
I bet you're wondering why I sent this letter separately from the other. Well, I had too. This is kind of important and I didn't want anyone else finding out about it. Fudge, I didn't even tell Larry about this. It's about the source code.
Vanellope grew wide eyed. The source code? This really was serious.
Lately it's been acting… weird. I mean when I first got it I could feel all the power inside surging through me. But now for some reason it's gotten weaker. I mean it's still there, I'm still powerful, but it's like I feel less and less of it with each day.
You've had the source code a lot longer than me, even if you didn't know it, so I was hoping you might be able to help me figure out what's going on. I don't know, maybe it's just because I haven't had to use it since Walf. Anyway, send a letter back with Walf. He knows to bring everything directly to me. And don't tell anyone else about it. If word gets around the citizens may start panicking. The bunch of pansies.
Your friend, Jimmy Jawcracker.
Ps. Can't wait for the party next month, going to drink Root beer until I pass out.
Vanellope rolled her eyes at the last part. Still, this was definitely something to worry about. Truth be told she had noticed the source code within her growing weaker as well. She'd thought the same thing Jimmy had. That it was simply just because she hadn't had to use it in forever. At least she hoped that's what it was.
After all, she'd had half the source code before and didn't even notice it until Garry pulled it out of her. Why would now be any different? "Thanks for showing me this Bill. I'm going to go write Jimmy back, don't let Walf leave until I get back."
Sour Bill groaned. "Great, dog sitting."
Jimmy sat on his throne with a bored expression on his face. It was getting late, and he had pretty much nothing to do. Larry had thankfully handled most of the paper work he had for the day, he really was thankful his friend was so good with that stuff. There had been no complaints from any of the townspeople.
There had been an attack by a gummy bear earlier, but Fang had taken care of it before Jimmy could even get there. Usually he was glad to have a day of nothing to do, since the duties he had to perform were mind numbing. But now he was starting to wish he had even just a little paper work or something leftover.
He stood up and began stretching. Sitting on this stupid chair all day just wasn't his style. He needed to be able to move about, to be active. Larry was probably busy in the library, and Manny had the day off, so there was no one to keep tabs on him either. Maybe he would go out to Tapper's and get a Root Beer. It had been a while since he'd been by there.
"Jimmy Jawcracker." A voice suddenly said.
Jimmy looked around but saw no one. Just as he was about to ask who was there, a tall cloaked figure appeared in front of him. Jimmy glared at the figure. "Who are you?" He asked glaring towards them. "How did you get in here?"
"It was pretty easy actually." Another, more girlish, voice said. Jimmy looked up and saw another figure standing on what looked like a giant punk bubble. "With Garry gone the gum guardians aren't around anymore, and without your head guard here sneaking in was pretty much a breeze. You should get some better security."
He watched as the second figure floated down beside the first. "In any case, who we are isn't important. What is important is what's behind that throne of yours."
Jimmy glanced back behind him and then turned back to them. "The code room?"
"If you stand down and just let us in, we won't have any problems. If you resist or try to call for help, we'll have to deal with you." The taller figure warned holding up his hand. Small sparks began forming around his hand.
"So, why don't you just be a good boy and stand down?" The girl asked holding up her hands. Two pink bubbles appeared over the palms of her hands.
Jimmy suddenly grew a wide smile on his face. "Call for help? Stand down? Are you kidding me?" He asked cracking his knuckles. "This is perfect. I was just thinking about how boring it was around here, and now I have something to pass the time."
"Well, aren't you eager for a fight? Is that really the type thing a king should say?" The girl asked giggling. "Shouldn't you try to negotiate or something first?"
Jimmy began running towards them. "Negotiation is for wussies!"
The girl swung her arms and the two bubbles in her hands went flying towards Jimmy. He easily moved out of the way and the bubbles kept going, exploding when they hit the throne behind him. "Careful! Don't damage the code room!"
"Instead of worrying about the stupid code room, worry about me!" Jimmy yelled as he threw a fist towards the taller figure. The figure lifted his arm to block the punch, not even looking a bit panicked by Jimmy's attack. "Don't underestimate me!"
Jimmy's fist suddenly began to glow, and when he made contact the figure was knocked back. He went flying back and smashed through the wall. He kept going, smashing through three more wall, and landing somewhere in the royal portrait room. "Holy mother of monkey milk!" The smaller figure yelled shocked.
The white haired racer frowned. "Man, maybe I shouldn't have used the Source Code. That was way too quick." He said looking disappointed.
"C-cheater! Using the Source Code in a fight isn't fair!"
Jimmy turned towards her and she flinched. She held her hand out and shot another bubble at him, but he slapped it away. He then pointed his finger at the bubble she was standing on, and it popped. The girl fell to the ground, landing right on her butt. "You're an intruder breaking into my castle. Do you expect me to play fair?"
He walked over towards her and lifted his hand. The girl covered her head and squealed in far, but then was confused when Jimmy patted her on the head. "Huh?"
"Any guy who would lay his hand on a women is despicable." Jimmy said bluntly. The figure looked at him in confusion. Wasn't he just talking about fighting them a minute ago? "That and the fact that you're just a brat. Now tell me what you're doing here, before I spank you."
The figure turned and tried to run away, but Jimmy grabbed the back of her cloak and lifted her off the ground. She was small even by Sugar Rush standards. "Let me go!" She shouted.
Jimmy pulled the hood of her cloak down and then looked shocked. The girl had a shocking resemblance to Garry. She had pink eyes, white hair tired into two pigtails, and even a little tiara on her head. "What the-?! Who are you?!"
The figure Jimmy knocked away suddenly reappeared behind him. Before he could react, the figure placed a hand on Jimmy's back. He felt a shock run through his spine and then fell forward onto his knee. "I'm honestly impressed. I didn't think you had that much control over the source code." The figure said before turning to the girl. "You let him see your face."
She pouted and crossed her arms, a blush appearing over her face. "So what? It's not going to matter anyhow. Let's just go to the code room and get this over with."
Jimmy growled and tried to stand up, but the figure reached out and touched him again, sending another shock through his body. He fell forward onto the ground. "That should keep him from making any more trouble until we're done."
The girl looked down at Jimmy for a few seconds before puffing her cheeks. "Fool." She said shaking her head. Suddenly a loud siren went off. "Great, you set off the alarm."
"If you'd have finished it then-"
"Don't blame this on me! You're the one who made a bunch of ruckus by getting knocked through a wall! This is all on you!"
The figure glared at her before turning back towards the throne. It wasn't like he could argue with her, it was kind of his fault. "Let's just hurry before his troublesome friends get here."
The girl flung another bubble towards the throne, blowing away what was left of it. They walked past remains of the throne, the little girl struggling to keep up with her tiny legs, and stopped in front of the door to the code room.
The taller one typed in the code, and the door opened. "Okay, let's get to work."
A/N: ALRIGHT! The first chapter is finally up! Sorry about taking so long, but I must have rewritten this chapter about five times. I obviously knew what I was planning to do for the story, but I wanted the introduction to be perfect. I wanted to make it easy for people who hadn't read the previous story to get lost.
The peace in Sugar Rush doesn't look like it's going to last too long! What's going to happen now?!
Seems like Garry is up to his scheming ways again! And he even has help this time! What exactly is he planning? Who is the mysterious girl who bears his resemblance? Who are the other cloaked figures helping them? Why do they need to get into the code room? To find out you're going to have to tune in to the next chapter!
For those of you who didn't read Garry's short story, this story is going to be considerably longer than the previous one. And I've decided I was going to aim for a thousand reviews. I just figured it was something to aim for. So remember to leave reviews, whether it's just criticism, support, or just to say hi. Anyhow I hope you liked this introduction.