Happy new year, everyone! This is sweetprincess900045, or sweet princess, wishing you the best for you new year! I hope you have your resolutions started, but for now, read my new story! From my computer to yours, Happy New Year!

Ch.1

It was a splendid day for every game character in Sugar Rush. It was the Random Roster Race, and Vanellope was in the lead. Ralph smiled as he saw her speed towards the finish line, cheering her on.

"Go, kid! You can do it, Vanellope!" he shouted.

Vanellope zoomed across the finish line, with the rest of the racer in tow. The crowd erupted into cheers, congratulating the winner. Vanellope held up her Sugar Rush Cup as the announcer called out her name.

"First place: Vanellope Von Schweetz!"

Vanellope waved to the crowd, blowing out kisses and shooting winks. She walked over to the other racer, who was heading towards her. They complimented her and shook her hand, some even saying she won't be so lucky next time. Vanellope thanked them for their kind words and ran over to Ralph and the others.

"Check it out, Ralph! I won!" she exclaimed, showing off her trophy.

'Nice work, kid!" he said, patting her head.

Felix and Calhoun swung by after praising the racers on their hard work, and patted Vanellope's back.

"If it isn't the champion herself," Felix teased.

"You did good, soldier," Calhoun praised her, messing up her hair.

"Thank you," she replied, brushing her hair. As Vanellope admired her trophy, she heard a voice behind her.

"Vanellope!"

She jumped at the voice, and turned around to see Rancis making his way towards her, smiling. She beamed and ran up to him, giving him a gigantic hug. To Ralph, their conversation was inaudible, but he strained to attempt to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"You coming, kiddo?" Felix asked, grabbing her attention briefly.

Vanellope looked over her shoulder and nodded. "I'm coming! Hold your horses," she yelled back at them. She turned her gaze back on Rancis and once more gave him a bear hug. She pulled apart and ran back towards the group, waving goodbye to Rancis.

"Bye, Rancis. I'll see you later!

"Bye, Vanellope!"

Rancis hopped into his kart, revved the engine and drove off. Ralph saw Vanellope staring after the boy, her cheeks tinted. "You okay, kid?"

She looked at him, brushing her bangs of her face and nodded, walking off. "Y-yeah, I'm fine." She stammered, grasping her trophy in her hands. "C'mon, we coming or what, slowpokes?" Ralph chuckled and followed the group towards Game Central Station.

"Tapper, four root beers, please!" Vanellope called out to the bartender once reaching their booth.

"Here you go!" he exclaimed, pushing out four root beers. They all grabbed a mug and clanked it together.

"To Vanellope's win on the Random Roster Race!" Felix declared.

They all brought the mug to their mouths and began chugging down the fizzy drink. Vanellope smiled at the others, but her mind seems to drift off elsewhere. She swished the root beer back and forth absentmindedly, not realizing that Ralph had called on her.

"So how bout it, kid?"

She jumped when she heard Ralph's voice, startled. Have she forgotten that Ralph was with her this whole time she was spacing out. "H-how bout what?"

"How bout we go over to Pac-man later?"

She nodded distractfully, mumbling, "Oh, sure." and looked back down on her drink. Calhoun was the first to speak up.

"You okay, soldier? You seem out of it today," she said.

"You have been awfully quiet, Vanellope," Felix pointed out.

Vanellope smiled at them and shook her head. "I'm fine, guys. Just… thinking about some things," she replied, sipping her drink. She laid her head on the counter and stared intently at her left wrist. Vanellope felt her cheeks burning hot, and tried to cover it, but it was too late. Ralph caught sight of them. Putting his hand to her forehead, he asked, "What's that you got there? Some beads?"

"It's nothing, really," she assured him, pulling the sleeve to cover up her wrist. Felix smiled and chuckled at her, her face was now the color of a fire hydrant.

"Aw, look. Vanellope has the honeyglows-"

"I don't have the honeyglows," she objected. "It's just hot in here."

Ralph watched her drink the last of her root beer and raised an eyebrow, suspicious. "Really? It's pretty warm in here. Don't you think, guys?" Ralph pointed out. When Felix and Calhoun shook their heads, Vanellope became even more flustered, her face now steaming.

"Look, I just don't feel ecstatic today, alright? The race tired me out, can we please just leave it at that?" she begged.

No one could deny that, so they stopped talking. After a moment of awkward silence, Ralph spoke up again.

"So kid, what was going on between you and pretty boy back there?" he asked nonchalantly, looking at her dubiously.

Vanellope froze suddenly, her face growing red. She didn't know how to answer. She looked away, trying to hide her beet red face. Felix smiled and gently shoved her. "So you do have the honeyglows, sweet pea. This must mean that you like someone." Felix said. Feeling a bit annoyed, Ralph began to intervene.

"Woah, whoa, whoa, Felix. Kid's only nine. She can't have a boyfriend, it's not right."

"Yeah-wait, what?" Vanellope piped up, then looking at Ralph, confused. "What do you mean 'it's not right?' Are you saying I can't like someone?"

"No, kid that's not what I'm saying at all. I'm saying you can't date someone. Huge difference." He corrected.

"Even if I did like someone, why are you so against it?"

"Vanellope, let me make something clear to you. Those guys from your game picked and tormented you for fifteen years. You're telling me even after all that, you're willing go out with a boy?!"

"Cut them some slack! It's not their fault Turbo locked their memories. Anyways, Ralph, there's something I need to tell you something important."

"Well, what is it?"

Vanellope looked up and saw that Ralph, Felix and Calhoun stared at her. She grew uneasy and squirmed in her seat. "Uh… just forget it. C'mon, I have to go home soon anyways, so move your molasses." She deadpanned, crawling out of her seat and headed towards the exit, Ralph , Felix and Calhoun in tow.

"Darn it, Vanellope! You blew it!" Vanellope scolded to herself, making her way towards the castle. "You told yourself you'd tell Ralph, instead you spaced out! Gosh!" She sighed and kicked the dirt in frustration.

"Now how am I going to tell Ralph?"

As Vanellope snapped to herself, a figure came up from behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, startling her.

"A princess shouldn't be out here alone, y'know," a voice teased her.

Vanellope knew that voice very well. She turned around and beamed at him, her eyes twinkling at the person.

"Rancis!"

Rancis smiled at the girl and pulled her into a hug. Vanellope blushed at this, but said nothing. They soon pulled away and began walking towards the castle, hand in hand.

"So what are you doing here, miss royalty?" Rancis asked. "It can be kind of dangerous out here."

"I just came back with the others from Tapper's," she explained.

Rancis smiled and tightened his grip on Vanellope's hand. She smiled at him as they came closer to the castle. "So… talked to the others today…" she started. Rancis looked at her, smiling. "Unfortunately, I… didn't tell them." She finished. Rancis looked at her with a sad expression, pulling on a pouting face.

"Why?" he whined in a cute manner.

She smiled at him and giggled. "I tried to tell them but it just won't come out!" she explained. "But I'll tell them soon. I promise."

"How soon?" Rancis questioned, stopping at the castle doors.

Vanellope turned to look at him and took his other hand, clutching both of his hands. "Soon. I promise. Now I really have to go-"

"I don't get any sugar?"

Vanellope looked into Rancis' eyes and smiled softly. She jumped into his enveloped arms and buried her face in his shoulder. After a while, she pulled away and opened the door.

"Goodbye, pretty boy. I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, schönes," Rancis said, making her blush at his comment, and walked off. He hopped into his kart, revved the engine and drove off into the distance. Vanellope smiled after him and closed the door, walking down the corridor. She sighed heavily and ran her hand through her hair, stressed out. She didn't know what to do. And if Ralph found out the hard way…

"Oh boy," she gulped.

She shook her head as if there was a swarm of bees flying around her and smiled. Pushing that aside, she thrusts open the grand doors to the throne room and smiled at the person sitting on the throne itself, reading a book

"Dad, I'm home!"

King Candy looked up and smiled at his daughter. "Welcome home, cupcake. Congrats on your victory as well," he praised gesturing to her trophy. Vanellope looked at her prized trophy and smiled at it. "Yeah, it's… pretty amazing," she replied, looking at the ground. King Candy saw this and got up from his comfy chair, making his way to his daughter. Crouching down to her level, he tilted her chin up so he can look at her in the eye.

"What's wrong, Vanellope? You're usually bouncing off the wall at this point, explaining how amazing the race was," he said.

Vanellope sighed and shook her head. "I'm just not in the mood today, dad. Sorry," she answered, walking past him and making her way to the staircase. King Candy watched his daughter in concern.

"Be down for dinner, alright, sweetheart?"

"Yeah, sure, dad."

King Candy sighed and sat back down on his throne, wondering what could possibly put Vanellope in this mood.