Authors note: This is about a six months after the first Sugary Adventures. R&R

Chapter 1: Hospital

Vanellope's POV

I woke up on the ground. We are almost where want to be at this point, Chicago. We were thinking of getting more supplies there and keep moving. We were luckily just about to cross the city line to Chicago. We all woke up and started moving again. It took us six months to get here, but we finally did. I hoped nothing would go wrong. To bad something did go wrong. When we got to downtown Chicago, Rancis started not to look so good. "Are you alright?" I asked.

"Yeah, I just need a little break," he replied. I knew there was something up, but instead of hounding on it, I decided to give him his desire. We waited there for a couple hours, but Rancis still didn't feel better. One more hour later he said he was ready, but that wasn't the case. Right when he got up he fell back down, now unconscious. I quickly picked up my phone and called for an ambulance. The ambulance came very quickly. They picked Rancis off the ground, put him on the stretcher and put him in the truck. The truck went and we followed.

We were waiting for the doctor to come. He finally came and said, "Who is here for… Rancis." We all stood up. I slowly walked up to him and looked at him. "Your friend is going to be fine," he said much to our relief. The next thing he said made our once happy mood disappear. "Now I will just need a signature from a legal guardian," he told us. We all stood in shock. I took one more step forward.

"We don't have a legal guardian," I spoke.

"Then I can't help you anymore, any more poison problems you have to take care of yourself," he said and then walked away.

"No!" I screamed and grabbed his leg, "You have to help us, and we need him! We'll do anything!"

"Anything," he said.

"Anything," I cried.

"Well, if you are willing to pay for it, I guess I could adopt you," he responded.

"Wait," I stated, "Is there anyone else that could adopt three of us."

"Why?" he questioned me.

"Cause we're all in love with each other. You know, the boys and the girls," I told him.

"I guess we could ask our downstairs neighbor for help," he replied.

"Thanks," I said.

"Would you like to see him?" he asked me. I silently nodded and followed him in. There was Rancis, lying down in bed. I really wanted to cry at the sight, but then he woke up.

"V," he weakly said.

"Rancis," I squeaked. I walked to his side. He looked confused.

"Hey V, it's alright. I'm fine," he quietly replied to the way I looked at him. I smiled at him and hugged him.

"I know," I cried. Once we pulled apart, the doctor picked up Rancis and walked out to get us adopted.