In Sweet Speed, the racing game not too far from their rival, Sugar Rush, the racers are gathered in the coffee shop run by a boy named Latte Mocha. A roster race had just ended, and they were all in their own groups just talking and chatting away.
Three girls named Gummi LemenCherry, Popcically Oranga (most people just call her Cally for short), and Marshmella Crispina, were talking about what went down at the roster race, where Popcically sideswiped a red velvet cake racer named Velventina LeCream for the first place win and the first roster spot.
"I'm not saying it's a bad idea, but maybe you shouldn't make Velvet any more upset than you already have. You know she's still upset with you..." Gummi says, popping a yellow gummy bear into her mouth.
"To be perfectly honest, I have no idea how I sideswiped her. All I want to do is apologize." Popcically says.
Marshmella chuckles and says, "I bet she'd love hearing you apologize and you calling her the Ultimate Supreme Sweet Speeder." She laughs at the thought.
Popcically looks at her. "She wouldn't make me do that...would she?"
Marshmella smiles again. "Possibly." she says and chuckles lightly.
In another part of the coffee shop, a shy German boy named Orberto Creamisca is cleaning his glasses for the fifth time, Sweedshon Finish is sitting in an armchair, watching the girls, and Latte is done making coffee as he's watching the news.
"Ugh...our competition is like, so stupid..." Latte says as he pours the last of the coffee into several cups.
"Why?" Doughnel says, sipping her coffee.
"It says here on the news, that King Candy's 'favorite racer' is having a birthday party tonight. And we aren't invited AGAIN..." Latte says.
"I thought Sugar Rushers were kind of mean whenever we meet them." Doughnel says, looking at Latte.
"They are when SWIZZLE MALARKEY leads the pack like a military lineup. He's famous enough. Mod!" Latte says, refilling Doughnel's coffee cup.
The girls are still talking as they are drinking cups of hot chocolate. Marshmella is slightly annoyed by the glances Sweedshon gives them. She glances at him, then looks back down, muttering under her breath.
"I'm gonna kill him if he keeps staring at us like that..." she says, but just then, Gummi flicks Marshmella's shoulder.
"Ow!" she says, looking up at Gummi. "What was THAT for?"
"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all, let alone mutter it." Gummi says.
"You sound like Cakepop...speaking of which, where is that girl?" Marshmella says, rubbing her shoulder.
"Her mom is probably 'talking to her' again. It can't be easy being a princess..." Popcically says. "Did you flick Marsh's shoulder again, Gummi?"
"She threatened to kill Sweed, Cally. I had to teach her to be nice somehow." Gummi says, chuckling and sticking a lollipop in her mouth.
"Why can't you just lecture her instead of flicking her shoulder?" Popcically says, drinking her orange creamsicle-flavored hot chocolate.
"I'm not like Cake, Cally. I don't lecture people." Gummi says, sucking her lollipop.
Popcically rolls her eyes. "Whatever...what are Latte and Doughnel talking about over there?" she says, pointing at the counter.
"Probably about that competition that Latte thinks is stupid for some reason." Gummi says. "Latte thinks a lot of things are stupid, but he knows Sugar Rush is the stupidest thing ever."
Sweedshon looks away from the girls, and looks back at Orberto.
"Dude, seriously, that is the TENTH time you've cleaned those glasses..." Sweedshon says, looking at the half-blind Oreo boy.
"Go away, Sweed." Orberto says as he continues to clean his glasses.
Sweedshon just shrugs and sits in the armchair, his arms folded and looking around the coffee shop. He spots Cinnamint Bluefrost, the game's DJ, just listening to his music like he always does. Little does Queen Sugar know, Cinnamint is dating the winter racer of Sugar Rush, and he sees her every day after the roster race. Tonight, however, he just seemed to sit in the coffee shop.
"Yo, Mint!" Sweedshon yells to the blue haired boy.
Cinnamint takes off his earphones and looks at the Swedish Fish boy.
"What's up, Sweed?" Cinnamint says, looking at Sweedshon.
"Nothing much. Just being bored out of my mind..." Sweedshon says, still sitting in the armchair.
Doughnel just sips her coffee as Latte washes the empty coffee cups.
Just then, Latte waves Mango over as if to say he has an idea.
"What do you want, Latte? I thought you wanted to kill me for pranking you and Doughnel yesterday..." he says, looking straight at Latte.
"Not important. I want to crash that idiot's party!" Latte says, anger in his eyes.
Mango looks at the TV and sees what Latte is talking about. "Sounds very unlike you, Mocha. Are you okay? Or has that coffee smell gotten to your code?"
"I hate that swirl boy with all my code. Get a group together, as I have an idea!" Latte says to Mango.
Mango shrugs. "Fine." he says and walks over to Sweedshon, nodding to Latte. Sweedshon nods and follows Mango.
"I hope whatever's planned is better than being bored." Sweedshon says as he follows him.
"What are they doing?" Cinnamint says. He shrugs his shoulders and puts his earphones back on, listening to his music.
Before Latte knew it, Mango had come back with Sweedshon, Marrow, and Extreama.
"What's the big idea, coffee boy?" Marrow says, slightly angry and impatient.
"Yeah!" Extreama says, almost as impatient as Marrow. "What's your idea?"
"We are party crashing, that's what. We are going to that swirly boy's party, and crashing it. I want to ruin Malarkey." Latte says.
Marrow and Extreama look at each other and grin.
"How do we know that you're just not trying to embarrass us?" Sweedshon asks. Mango nods, wanting to know the answer to that question.
Orberto walks over to where Cinnamint is and sits with him.
"I'm not sure if I like what they're planning over there..." Orberto says in his slight German accent.
"Same." Cinnamint says. "Whatever they're planning is just going to blow up in their faces. I just know it."
"This isn't going to be embarrassing. That swirly boy will be sorry he messed with us..." Latte says.
"What's the plan, then?" Extreama asks him.
"Get your karts and don't ask questions. The plan is to go in the Sugar Rush castle and ruin that fudging party! Mango, Marrow, when we get there, you find that swirl boy and bring him to us." Latte says, grabbing his helmet and kart keys.
Mango and Marrow head out the door. Sweedshon turns to leave, but Cinnamint grabs a hold of his jacket.
"Where are you all going?" Cinnamint asks Sweedshon.
"None of your business, Mint." Sweedshon loosens Cinnamint's grip on his jacket and leaves.
Orberto looks up. "Hmph. Rude much?" he says, folding his arms, still knowing the plan will blow up in their faces.
Cinnamint takes out his phone. "I have to tell Cakepop about this!" He starts texting her almost immediately, then he puts his phone away. "It's only a matter of time before they get caught..."
Meanwhile, in Sweet Speed's Candy Castle, Cakepop was doing some royal work, and setting the next day's roster. Just then, her phone buzzes.
"Huh...what's that?" She takes out her phone and reads the text.
The text reads: 'Latte and a few others are going to our rival game to crash a party there. You need to tell your mom right away!'
"And that I will!" Cakepop says and runs off to find her mother in the kitchen.
"Oh, we mustn't forget about the cookies, Oh, I dare not think of what will happen if they burn..." Queen Sugar is baking cookies as Cakepop barges in.
"Mom! We have a problem!" Cakepop says, running to her mother.
"My goodness! What of all candies is wrong?" Queen Sugar says, looking concerned.
Cakepop shows her mom the text Cinnamint sent her. Queen Sugar puts on her glasses and reads it. "Oh, my gumdrops...I have to call Sugar Rush's king right away!" She picks up her phone and calls King Candy.
"Hello? Can I help you?" King Candy asks, answering the phone right away.
"Yes, this is Queen Sugar from Sweet Speed, calling to tell you that some of my racers are en route to your game to crash a party." she says, pretty angry.
"Oh, my milk duds! I'll get to the bottom of this right away!" King Candy says.
"I trust that you will take care of them until I get to Sugar Rush...we will talk when I get there." Queen Sugar says.
"Yes, you can trust me, your majesty. And I'll meet you at the front gate." King Candy says, looking worried.
"Excellent. I'll be there in a jiffy." Queen Sugar says, hanging up and grabbing her kart keys. "Cakepop, you stay here. Johnny is in charge."
"Yes, Mom." Cakepop says.
Queen Sugar drives off to Sugar Rush.
Meanwhile, Latte and his group have already arrived in Sugar Rush.
Sweedshon puts his Swedish Speeder in park and gets out. "All right, Latte, let's do this."
(To Be Continued)
Author's Note: Swizzle is King Candy's favorite racer in this story as part of a headcanon I've been wanting to do for a while, and my version of King Candy does not have a lisp.
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