Wreck-it Ralph

Ralph awoke to the sound of rumbling and the feeling of movement. He had just gone to sleep and was dreaming of bright golden things when he was roused. He decided to investigate and popped out of his stump, in time to watch a little shoveler drive away.

"Hey!" he yelled. "You moved my stump!" He growled and pounded his fists against the side of his stump. This show of anger did nothing to intimidate the machine. It even had to nerve to keep driving away.

Well, apparently Ralph was going to have to investigate for himself. He crawled out of the stump and began to follow the machine. It led him to a construction site where a building was being rapidly built. And by rapidly, Ralph meant instantly. In less than five seconds, the multi-storied building was complete and people were moving in. Ralph stood and stared in awe at this modern marvel. He wondered what the inside looked like and if it would be big enough for him.

He watched as lights came on in each of the rooms and he could see the little people bouncing around inside. Ralph began to slowly walk towards the structure, intent on meeting his new neighbors. That's when he noticed where the building was located. This was where his stump had been. They moved his stump!

The anger started to burn in him again. Why did they have to move his stump? There was plenty of space, why did they have to take the area where he lived? Ralph finally reached the side of the building, but he no longer wanted to go inside. In fact he wanted to…

"I'M GONNA WRECK IT!"

He began to smash his giant fists into the walls and windows, anywhere he could reach. When the first floor was properly demolished, he started to climb. On one of the floors, Ralph looked into a window and saw a short man with dark hair and a moustache. Before he could think, he had reached into the room, grabbed the little guy and chucked him as far as he could.

Ralph grimaced after throwing the guy. Maybe later he could go back and apologize. But for now… There was more building to crush.

He eventually made his way to the top floor and, in true King Kong fashion, roared his dominance over the structure. Suddenly a cry came from the floors below.

"FIX IT, FELIX!"

It was the tenants calling for help. Ralph smirked, knowing it would take a lot of people and a lot of time to fix the damage he had done. He glanced down and watched as scrawny looking guy in blue appeared next to the building. Ralph laughed to himself at the ridiculousness of the situation.

A glint of gold caught Ralph's attention. What was that? He squinted trying to get a better view. The little guy was holding something shiny.

"I can fix it!"

Felix, for it must be he, leapt onto the building and started swinging the hammer that he was holding against the damaged building. Every time the tool touched a broken brick or window, it was miraculously restored.

Ralph realized that if he didn't do something soon, the building would be completely repaired and he would be in huge trouble. So he did the first thing that came to mind; he began smashing his fists on the floor he was standing on. Every time he did, loose bricks would fall and almost hit Felix. However, Felix was pretty decent at leaping out of the way.

Every once in a while though, a brick would hit Felix just right and he would collapse with a flower in his hands, but in moments he would pop back up and continue fixing the building. This only made Ralph more angry and caused him to speed up.

Then it happened. One of the tenants cried "Yoo-hoo" and put a pie on the window sill. Felix hopped over to it and gobbled it up. Suddenly he was turbo charged and nothing could stop him. Before Ralph knew what was happening, the building was fixed and he was on the roof, surrounded by the tenants and Felix.

The clouds above their heads parted and a mighty gold disc floated down. Ralph went to raise his arms to grab the disc. But before he could reach it, it shrank and shot towards Felix, landing around his neck. Ralph could only stare in longing at what he now recognized as a medal. Then the tenants hoisted the poor giant over their heads and chucked him off the roof.

Ralph tumbled through the air and landed with a magnificent splat in a large puddle of mud. He glanced up to the top of the building, where he had been standing moments before. He saw the little man that he had thrown earlier glaring down at him. Ralph winced at the hatred coming from that tiny body, and slowly stood. No apology would be enough to rectify his deeds. He was a bad guy, and bad guys didn't get medals.

Felix watched as the big guy wandered off towards the Dump, where the used bricks were going to be deposited. He felt sorry for the guy, having just been soundly defeated and with no real place to call home. At least Felix had pie.

A brilliant idea occurred to him: to bring his brother-in-arms some of the pie he was currently holding. That would show that there were no hard feelings about the day.

Just as he was turning to run downstairs and fulfill his wonderful plan, the tenants of Niceland came bounding up, showering praise and compliments on Felix. The hustle and bustle caused by his fans distracted Felix from his good intentions.

Unfortunately, it would be thirty years before Felix could make good on his good intentions.