Rancis Fluggerbutter had had a crush on Vanellope, the president of Sugar Rush, for quite a while now. Ever since she had helped him beat Taffyta and win his first Sugar Rush cup, he started to develop feelings for her. Maybe it was her spunky fun loving personality, or her kind hearted yet feisty childlike attitude, or the fact that she was adorably tomboyish. But whatever the reason, the peanut butter themed racer couldn't get his mind off of her.
However, he was much too nervous to simply go up to Vanellope and tell her how he felt. Every time Rancis would approach her, he would freeze up. His mind would blank up and he would get candy butterflies in his stomach. One day, after closing time, he decided that enough was enough. If he wasn't brave enough to ask Vanellope out, he would just have to get advice from his friend Swizzle Malarkey, the only racer who knew a thing or two about girls.
Swizzle, or the Swizz as he went by, was programmed to be a lady's man. He was always trying to smooth talk some of the female racers in his spare time. His usual crushes he was seen hanging out with were Minty, Sticky, and Jubileena. Although despite being the most successful with girls, he never actually had a girlfriend. "Maybe the whole player factor was part of that reason." Rancis thought to himself. And he wasn't lying to himself when that was the reason he wasn't sure about asking Swizzle. Rancis just didn't consider himself that kind of guy. But he still walked on his way to his friend's house.
"Where ya headed?" A voice behind Rancis made him jump. He turned around to see Candlehead standing behind him, looking as happy as usual.
"Oh, just over to see Swizzle." He shrugged, not wanting to go into much detail right now. "What about you?"
"Well I was just walking and skipping and being happy and all." She twirled around. Candlehead could put even the most depressed people in a good mood sometimes. "Mind if I go wherever you're going?"
"Fine." The peanut butter racer said simply, continuing on his way.
The Candleheaded racer clapped her hands happily. Ever since Taffyta had started hanging out with Vanellope more, she had really grown attached to Rancis.
Eventually, he made it to Swizzle's house with Candlehead skipping and humming happily the whole way. "Hm hm hm hm hm, Jump into your racing car, say Sugar Rush! Hm hm hm!" She sang to their game's theme.
Rancis took one last moment to realize that he was possibly going to tell Vanellope how he truly felt about her by the end of the day. Then he knocked on Swizzle's door, which after a moment, he opened.
"Hey Rancis, what's up?" Swizzle said coolly.
"I need to talk to you about something. Can we come in? It's about…a girl." Rancis asked his friend, whispering the last part.
"Of course, anything when it comes to the ladies." He told him, opening the door more to let the two racers in to his house.
Candlehead seemed really impressed with Swizzle's house; it was practically a bachelor pad. "oooooooh." Was what she said, gazing around the place.
Rancis and Swizzle sat down on the sofa while Candle wandered around. "So, what's eatin' ya?" Malarkey asked Rancis, as he relaxed.
"I like Vanellope, Swizzle. I mean, she such a cute and feisty and has so much spunk I just can't take my mind off of her. Ever since she helped me win my first cup, I've always had feelings for her and…" The peanut butter racer explained to Swizzle, letting it all out at last.
"Woaw buddy. Don't overdo it now." He laughed, cutting him off. "How long have you felt this way? I mean specifically when did you realize you had feelings for the president?" The unicorn pop boys asked him. In the background, Candlehead is staring wide eyed at a framed picture of Swizzle.
Rancis thought back for a moment. "Well, I took notice to her more so than usual when I had my first victory. After about a week, I started to obsess over Vanellope a little. Before I knew it, she wouldn't leave my head." He recalled, rubbing the back of his head.
"Well bravo dude! And the President none the less." Swizzle said, obviously impressed. Suddenly behind them, Candlehead was inches away from touching the picture, which caused it to fall to the ground and smash into pieces.
"Wasn't me!" she cried out.
Rancis ignored the shattering of the photo and continued. "So that's why I've come to you. Can you give me advice about asking out Vanellope." He asked.
"Is that it? Pff, no problem." Swizzle reassured him. "By the time I'm done with you, Vanellope will be all over you."
Suddenly, Candlehead popped up in between the boys, startling them. "I had a boyfriend once." She happily chirped.
"We're not talking about that." Swizzle said, trying to shoo her off.
"He was on the internet on Litwak's laptop." She explained, giggiling.
Swizzle knew about all the types of guys and girls that could hook up with each other. And he knew, from experience unfortunately, that dates from the internet were nothing but trouble. "Oh man, your boyfriend was a virus." He said disgusted.
But Candlehead didn't seem to care. "His name was Emile. He would always send me letters." She told Swizzle, cupping her hands together blissfully.
"He sounds like a high maintenance guy to me." Rancis said.
"But he seemed to be oddly obsessed over Litwak." She continued, he mood suddenly growing a bit confused. "The letters were always about his family, things that he ordered online, and investment opportunities in other countries." Candlehead pondered.
Swizzle was finally starting to get the picture. "Wait wait wait." He stopped her. "Candlehead, I don't think your boyfriend's name was Emile, I think it was Email. I'm pretty sure you just fell in love with Mr. Litwak's Email." He chuckled to himself. Candlehead's ditzyness could be a good source of entertainment sometimes.
"But then, he never forgave me when I forgot our special word we shared between us." She said, her mood suddenly growing sad.
"You mean Litwak's password, right?" Swizzle guessed.
"Anyway." Rancis spoke up, getting Swizzle's attention. "When can we start with my lessons?" he asked.
"How about right now? I'll get Candle to help too." He asked. "School's in session, and Professor Swizz is about to start the master class." He got up and announced to his two friends.
"Well okay. But I don't want to learn to be a player like you." Rancis warned him, getting up.
"Yeah sure, don't worry about it." Swizzle reassured Rancis.
A/N: Will Swizzle give Rancis the advice he's looking for?
Find out next chapter.