Just above a Glitch

by chrissytutu

In the world of Sugar Rush, Recolors are considered to be almost as bad as Glitches. Take a look inside the life of Citrusella Flugpucker, a recolor with a lot to dream about. Pre, During, and Post movie.

1. Chapter 1

Just above a Glitch

A.N.: First, let me just say I had this idea BEFORE I the story 'Life in 16 Flavors' was even published. BTW, this chapter takes place about a month before Turbo comes in. K.

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The Social Status of Sugar Rush:

Royalty (Princess/King)

Racers

Citizens/Audience Members

Recolors

Glitches

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The lights where dim, for the new game Sugar Rush had been plugged in, but not yet turned on. Citrusella Flugpucker sat amongst the other racers. Even though the racers faces weren't visible, the excitement could be felt in the sugar-scented air, for Princess Vanellope von Schweetz was about to announce who would be the first racers to fill the roster.

"Welcome everyone, to the very first Sugar Rush race!" The princess cheered. "Now, if any of you are not picked for today's race, remember, we will have a Random Roster Race after the arcade closes. The rules will be explained then. Hmm… what else?"

"THE ROSTER!" A voice–Taffyta, probably–yelled out.

"I know! I'm just messin' with ya!" Vanellope said, temporally breaking her 'royal' attitude. "Lets see, the first racer is… me! Vanellope von Schweetz! Okay, okay, next racer… Taffyta Muttonfudge!"

Applause.

"Candlehead!"

Applause.

"Rancis Fluggerbutter!"

Applause.

"Gloyd Orangeboar!"

Applause.

At this point, Citrusella was only half listening, waiting for her name to be called. Of course, there was the chance that she wouldn't get picking today, then she'd compete in the Triple R. Of course, she could lose. Of course, say she did win, the players may not like her…

No, she thought to herself, I can't think like that, or I'll never win.

"Adorabeezle Winterpop!" Vanellope called out, shaking the blue racer out of her thoughts. "And the final spot goes to… Citrusella Flugpucker!

Citrusella couldn't believe it. She was going to race. She was going to race.

"Places everyone!" Vanellope yelled as the 'Chews Your Racer' screen started to appear. Citrusella quickly jumped to the box in the top left corner. Soon the screen glowed to life and she could see a crowed of eager kids, quarters all ready.

"Alright everybody, get back in a line." A man in his early 30's said. The kids shuffled into the arcade obeyed. Then the kid in front of the line, a little girl, about 10, happily walked up to the consul, ready to race.

A.N.: Cliffhanger! Not fun to read, but fun to write! Don't worry, I'll update soon!