"You're not from around here, are you?" Vanellope asked with a smirk.
I squealed as I heard her say that. No matter how many times I've seen this movie—which is 50 times, mind you—I will always love Wreck-It Ralph.
Now I know what you're thinking: Why would a 23-year-old woman be so in love with a kid's movie? Well, I'm not the only one. Three more of my friends love this movie.
…Wait, that made me sound pathetic.
I shrugged, not caring about me loving this movie as I turned back to it with a huge smile on my face.
I must say, Disney did a great job with this movie. I love all the characters, even Turbo.
Ralph is just too likable, Felix is cute, Calhoun is badass, and Vanellope is awesome. But Turbo…ha, he's got to be my favorite kid movie villain ever. He was very good at putting on his façade and I remembered how shocked I was to find out that King Candy was Turbo when I first saw the movie.
Just as Ralph fell into the taffy lake, my TV turned to static.
"Oh, c'mon!" I whined as I got up from my seat and to the TV. I glared at it before repeatedly kicking it.
"Turn…back…on…you…piece…of…crap!" I yelled with each kick. I gave it one last hard kick before I felt pain shoot through my foot. "Ow ow ow ow owww!" I grabbed onto my injured foot while hopping on one leg.
As I limped to the front of my TV to see if it worked again, it turned into a colorful vortex, my feet dragging against the carpet as it started to pull me in.
"No! I'm sorry! I promise to never hurt TVs again!" I shrieked before being eaten by the TV.
A/N: Short, I know, but more to come soon. My friend liked it and since she's a FF writer too, she said I should post it. I didn't see why I shouldn't, so I did it.