Vanellope lay in her bed coughing like mad. Ralph Felix and Calhoun hurried to her room. "R-Ralph! How you d-doing?" Vanellope's glitching was out of control. The doctor had diagnosed it as a slightly fatal case of pixlexea.
Without Vanellope there was only one ruler left: Vincent Von Schweetz. And he was brutal. He would make the racers slave away building monuments of him. He would make it a boys racing game. He would even do anything, even use force to get his love, Jubileena Bing Bing to go out with him. "Vincent is here." Sour Bill brought in a child with short black hair, a blue jacket, dark brown jeans and black boots in. He had an evil look on his face. "Now remember Vincent you're just taking over for now. Once your sister is better you will be just another racer. Vanilla sighed. "Your letting this bozo run my game?" she asked. Ralph replied "It's the only way Vanellope." Felix Ralph and Calhoun all left. "Well sis after 3 years it is my turn to take the throne! Don't get well soon!" Vincent walked away laughing in an evil way.
What will he do? Find out in chapter 2. Sorry for the shortness! J
