A.N.: All right! This is a little something I wrote the other day. My general idea on what I think could more or less happen in a WIR sequel since apparently they are already discussing some ideas for the plot. If you like this please review so I can get encouraged to keep writing it ok?

My apologies in advance to any grammatical mistake. English is not my first language after all but I believe I do my best on it. Constructive critics and corrections will be all well received.

Thank you and please enjoy!

Chapter 1: Update uploaded!

Ralph blinked several times, trying to adjust his vision after waking up. He could hear his alarm clock buzzing frantically, its repetitive blare telling him that the arcade would open in one hour. He mentally cursed the day Felix had given him the damn machine; sure, he had told him that it was for his (and the game's) own good since Ralph was a notorious heavy sleeper and for almost always showing up just in time for their first quarter alert, and for that reason he had accepted the gift heartily.

But since the first day the clock had been put into use, Ralph had regretted it heartily too; the darn thing had turned out to be much noisier and irritating than what he had expected. He wondered if Felix had chosen that special model knowing for sure that the sound would wake him up no matter what. He'd have even bet anything that his wife had also been involved in the selection process.

'Bad guys are not morning people,' he remembered Zangief saying to him once in a Bad-Anon meeting, when mentioning his current "war" with Felix's gift.

Moving under the bed sheets while grunting, he managed to stretch one of his gargantuan hands to his nightstand to finally silence his loud nemesis, letting it fall freely over the snooze bottom, still amazed that this motion didn't destroy the tiny clock.

With his hand still lingering over the nightstand, he began his daily routine of forcing his brain to wake up. It used to be much easier to do this when his bed was made of bricks; just a few rays of sunlight sneaking through the game console screen were enough to wake him up in an instant. But with his new home and much softer bed, he found mornings much more difficult to deal with, especially since their newly regained popularity had been constantly leaving him exhausted to a point that sometimes he fell asleep in the Sugar Rush palace while he was visiting his best friend.

"Bad guys are not morning people…," he muttered against the pillow while trying to open his eyes, rolling over onto his back. Though his vision was still too blurred with drowsiness, he could tell that something felt different that morning. His code felt weird, his entire body felt sore and slightly 'glitchy'. He tried to readjust his vision again, trying his best to shake off the stupor but his brain was still refusing to wake up. The bed felt uncharacteristically warm and soft, something he'd never noticed before, at least not with so much detail that is. He rustled again under the mattress and turned over onto his side, facing the nightstand.

Yawning, his eyes wandered over to the clock, and when his vision finally focused, something got his attention. The clock's typical red numbers clearly read '6:15a.m.', but he did not remember the lamp on the nightstand being so… round on the edges. "Uh…that's weird."

He then looked at the chair besides the window, the walls, the ceiling, the door… He rubbed his eyes with one hand and felt something strange while rubbing his eyelid. He looked at his hand and noticed that he was wearing a fingerless brown leather glove.

"Wha-what the-," finally waking up, he rose up and looked at both of his big hands, confused by the new accessories on both of them. Then he noticed he was also fully dressed in his game attire, something odd since he remembered having gone to sleep last night with nothing else but his overalls. Standing out of the bed to better inspect himself, he found out ungracefully that the ceiling had also become much lower than he remembered. "Ouch! Just what in Atari's name-?!"

"RALPH! RALPH ARE YOU AWAKE?!" He suddenly heard a faintly familiar voice accompanied with a couple of hurried knocks at his door. "RALPH, PLEASE OPEN UP!" It was Felix and he sounded urgent.

Bowing his head, he exited his bedroom, crossed the main hall and the kitchen until he reached the front door. Everything in the house looked different, smaller and even… much more detailed? "Cut the banging Felix! I'm…" But when he opened the door to greet the game's protagonist, he found himself speechless at the sight before him. "…awake?"

Felix looked up at him in wide-eyed shock, Ralph mimicking his expression.

The short handyman was dressed differently that day, wearing a pair of dark blue suspenders over a vibrant yellow shirt and a noticeably bigger and more fully equipped construction belt, with other different kinds of repair tools joining alongside his always trusty golden hammer. Same blue jeans, brown boots and gloves, though Ralph noticed more visible stitches on the fabric. The wrecker arched an eyebrow a realization finally struck him while he was looking at Felix's face.

"Jiminy jaminy Ralph! They made you taller?! That's not fair," his shorter friend pointed out, smiling awkwardly at him.

"You-what happened to you?" Ralph exclaimed in confusion. "You-you're…" He struggled to find the right words.

"Not 8-Bit anymore? I know!" Felix managed to find the words for him while picking the peak of his blue cap proudly with his gloved right hand. "But look at you! You're almost as tall as Bowser! And it looks like you lost some weight in the middle section brother, haha! Good for you," he chirped with amusement.

It was then that Ralph took full notice of his own physics. Except for the addition of his new brown fingerless gloves, his attire hadn't changed much, but his body was another story. He was indeed a few inches taller, his arms and barrel chest looked a little more toned than before and he noticed with delight that the wobbly bulk of his stomach was replaced with a much toned middle section. He felt much stronger, and he could tell that his new memory code was shifting with new and intense impulses for wrecking things.

"All right, this is… nice and all but… what just happened?" he asked, looking at Felix quizzically.

"Well, my first guess is that we must have gotten upgraded. Litwak must have installed the new game program while we were all asleep," he answered, his eyebrows low over his eyes.

"What?!" he asked in an alarmed tone. "Wait, and you didn't know about this?!"

"No! I didn't have a clue," Felix said in his defense. "The Surge Protector is supposed to be the one in charge of informing the arcade about this kind of stuff, but he didn't do it. Though I did hear a rumor from Yuni that Litwak was planning on revamping the store with new and more modern games but she didn't say a thing about upgrading the old ones! And we're not the only ones who suffered changes. Come with me!"

Felix walked a few steps ahead, Ralph following closely behind. They reached the top of a short hill next to his house, something that Ralph clearly remembered not being there before but chose to ignore it, and gasped at the view in front of them beyond the hill.

"Sweet Mother Hubbard," he exclaimed softly while Felix looked at him with his hands on his belt. There, where the old Niceland building had stood, now proudly stood several buildings and small houses too, covering the newly vast land of their game, the new additions stretching far into the horizon. He noticed a billboard near the hill with a picture of Gene, who was now wearing a white ribbon with the word 'Mayor' on it, winking and announcing in a cartoonish speech bubble, 'Welcome to Nicetown, the nicest place in the county!'

"We-we have a city now!" Ralph said eagerly, mesmerized by the new size of their home world. Sugar Rush didn't have anything for them to envy now.

"Yep, though I still haven't checked the new game story but it's seems that now you and I will have an awful lot more work to do," Felix said, scratching the back of his neck while a smile spread across his face. Following Felix's train of thought, Ralph began to wonder about how much wrecking he was now in charge of when reality hit him again.

"Wait, let's not change the subject here Felix," Ralph said heatedly. "This is bad! Or technically could have been bad! We could have been unplugged! Our memories could have been wiped out without any of us able to do anything about it because no one gave us a heads up!" The wrecker could feel his programmed temper rising sharply.

The short handyman sighed, drooping his shoulders. "I know brother… I really need to speak with the Surge Protector and ask him why we weren't informed about this, but there's no need to cry over spilled milk now, really. At least we're all fine and our memories are intact. Look, I still remember I'm happily married to Tammy." He proved his point by showing his wedding ring to him. "And I also remember dear little Vanellope and everything we've been through all these years! Look, I promise I'll handle the matter with Surge… just try to look at the bright side here!" Felix reassured him with his typical confidence and shining white smile.

Ralph checked his own memories and discovered that Felix was correct and he didn't seem to have lost any important data, though it was not like he could be completely sure of it. He glanced at the new and beautiful imagery of their home and smiled warmly.

"I guess you're right… speaking of the Sergeant, wasn't she with you last night?" he asked him in an uncertain tone. He was worried that Calhoun had stayed in their game when their program got updated.

"Oh no, she's safe, thanks the heavens above," Felix said reassuringly. "It was her turn on perimeter check at their base and she stayed in Hero's Duty for the night. Phew! I don't want to imagine what could have happened if she was here during the update!"

Pushing his final worries away, Ralph sighed in relief, pleased that their surprise update hadn't caused any casualties. "Talk about luck. All right, so shall we check on the Nicelanders and the new town?"

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After quickly checking on everyone and meeting a lot of the new Nicelanders, Ralph and Felix took their usual positions at the game screen when they heard the sound of the arcade's doors opening. Mr. Litwak's voice boomed through the thick glass of the console. He was announcing the renewal of the store and sounded very excited about it. Last year had been excellent for the business thanks to the addition of Hero's Duty and the mysterious new changes that both Fix-it Felix Jr. and Sugar Rush Speed Way had displayed.

"Welcome everyone! We have some exciting novelties for all of you! Several of our popular games have been updated to their most modern versions, including some of our classic ones. Pretty exciting, isn't it? You are all welcome to check them all out! Oh! And I'm proud to announce that we have also switched out our Nintendo Home System console for a brand new Nintendo Wii Console Modulator for all of you much younger ones who are…well more into the more up-to-date games I guess… of course we don't have ALL the games there are in the franchise, for now we have the fantastic (and more importantly) multiplayable 'Super Smash-..something' which I've heard is quite a favorite among y'all. It's a fighting game with famous characters from what they have told me… so I bet it's gonna be quite fun. Therefore, with nothing else to add, enjoy your day!"

The whole place got louder with the crowd's excitement when suddenly Mr. Litwak's voice echoed again.

"Oh I almost forgot! Sugar Rush Speed Way 2 is still calibrating so it won't be available today but please return tomorrow to try it out, ok kids?"

Ralph and Felix secretly exchanged worried looks after listening to Litwaks' final statement but quickly changed back to their fake facial expressions at the sound of their first quarter alert. 'Oh no…please Atari, let the kid be fine…' Ralph mentally prayed while the game intro played on the screen.

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"All clear! The Arcade's closed," shouted Yuni after Mr. Litwak locked the doors.

Ralph came out of the Niceplaza fountain, spitting water out and trying to catch his breath. He had been fighting Felix all over the city and had unceremoniously fallen into the fountain on the principal avenue, when the last gamer finally defeated him at his 3rd boss-level. So far, their new game mode consisted of Felix and Ralph fighting over wrecking/fixing the new city of Nicetown, which, according to the back-story, had been fully built one year after Ralph left the old Niceland as a consequence of his first defeat. He returned stronger and meaner with the burning resolution of finally putting an end to the famous handyman's good doings.

It was pretty much the same basic gameplay, though now Felix had to physically fight him some times, mainly by jumping on his head to lower his health while using his golden hammer to deflect buildings that Ralph would occasionally hurl at him. Ralph found the new game mode incredibly fun, even though it was clearly more physically demanding, but thanks to his updated physiology he was prepared to endure the new challenge.

But Felix was another story. During the first 10 quarter alerts, the short handyman had a lot of trouble adjusting himself to the new game mode and found the notion of directly fighting Ralph at the end of each level completely outrageous.

Ralph shook the water off of himself and stepped out of the fountain. He had to admit that it was a pleasant change to be thrown into something cleaner than mud. "Ralph! Oh brother, are you all right?! I'm so sorry!" Felix jumped off the nearest roof, worried that his giant of a friend had gotten angry after their last battle.

"Would you relax already? It's all part of the game Felix, nothing more," Ralph assured him with a chuckle. "You better get used to it soon or the gamers will get bored of us. You have to fight me back."

"I know… it's just… the game got so violent! I just can't understand it." Felix's voice held a note of disapproval.

"It's just like what Mario and Bowser went through the first time they got upgraded brother, don't over think it too much," Ralph told him dismissively. "These are different times and kids like more violent stuff now. And honestly we are not THAT violent, trust me." Ralph still remembered the last time they had visited Street Fighter.

"You might be right. Maybe I should ask Mario for some advice," Felix said, though he was still unsure.

"Let's talk about it later, I need to find out if the kid is all right," Ralph said firmly and started walking to their new train station with Felix following right behind.

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Just as they were stepping out of the terminal for Fix-it Felix Jr. 2: Wreck-it Ralph's Return!, Ralph and Felix found the familiar face of Sergeant Tamora Jean Calhoun Fix-It waiting for them.

"Well, well, well… just look at that high definition on your face," Calhoun smirked with a slight blush, remembering the very first words her husband had told her the first day they met.

Felix blushed profusely and grinned like a fool. "Sweetie pie! Have you been waiting for us all this time? What happened to your armor?" He quickly jumped to her and gave her a peck on her cheek. Ralph noticed that she was wearing a newer and heavier looking dark bluish armor.

"Litwak happened; you weren't the only ones who got a fancy upgrade around here, though ours is more like an 'expansion' of our world: bigger cy-bugs, bigger weapons," she said cockily.

Felix and Ralph looked at her incredulously, "Bigger cy-bugs," they both exclaimed.

"Yep, pretty neat if I may say so, though no gamer was able to pass Level 2 today, much to my enjoyment," she said blowing her bangs in annoyance. She took it very personally when gamers couldn't prove their worth to her.

"Anyways, I was waiting for both of you here because I heard what Litwak said about the squirrel's game. We need to check her perimeter right now. I looked at her cabinet before coming here and seemed like the calibration was finally over because the screen was lit up like a Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving," she said with concern but with a steeled expression etched to her face.

Ralph nodded with determination. "All right, let's move out then," he said.

But just as he took his first step out of the game portal, the familiar sound of the Surge Protector firewall alarm rang as he passed through the gate, and the aforementioned blue man appeared with his trusty clipboard in hand. Ralph groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. He was in no mood to deal with this; honestly, he never was.

"Names?" the three of them heard.

"Wreck-it Ralph", Ralph said in an annoyed tone.

"Fix-it Felix Jr.," the handyman sang politely. "We come from the game Fix-it Felix Jr. 2 dear sir! No food or funny business here!"

The Surge Protector barely arched an eyebrow at him, but quickly returned his gaze to his clipboard. "Right… how has the update been going? Any bugs to declare?"

Ralph just couldn't believe the guy. "Really," he asked, gritting his teeth. "We have to report these things to you now? Why didn't you report the update to us in the first place?!"

Felix watched his bad guy nervously; he didn't want Ralph to start a fight with the Surge Protector when they were in such a hurry.

The SP sighed audibly, his eyes never leaving his clipboard. "My apologies… Litwak did this without any warnings. We are doing all the damage control we can. Please understand that sometimes these things can escape from our control."

Ralph didn't buy it, but then again, he rarely believed the word of the Surge Protectors.

Felix cleared his throat. "Well it's fine… we'll discuss this later sir, but can we please go now? We want to check on our friend in Sugar Rush." The handyman was silently praying they could get going before Ralph could snap again.

The Surge Protector finally lifted his eyes from the clipboard to look at Felix. "Right… As always I see," he answered a subtle tone of sarcasm. "The game just finished calibrating so please do not cause any… 'commotion' to the game just yet." He was eyeing Ralph from the corner of his eyes.

"Of course we won't sir, don't worry," Felix chanted gallantly while Ralph just looked away, annoyed.

"Right… I'll let you go now, provided you-"

"Hold it Sparky," Calhoun barked out. "You must know what kind of upgrade Litwak gave them, so speak up civilian! Just what exactly did Litwak do to Sugar Rush that the game had to take so much time to calibrate?" The Sergeant was glaring daggers at him. Ralph couldn't blame her. They needed to be mentally prepared for whatever news they were going to face.

The surge looked at her, unfazed by her commanding tone and rolled his eyes with a snort. He always found amusing it how these particular characters acted like they were some sort of real family. "I'm not allowed to divulge that kind of information with characters in general… but if this will encourage you to behave, then so be it!"

It took every ounce of Ralph's will to not pummel the Surge Protector into the floor of the station, extremely annoyed by his behavior and tone.

The SP flipped thru several pages of his clipboard until he finally stopped at one near the back. He quickly scanned it with his eyebrows knit in a straight line. "Let's see here… some new racetrack… some new race vehicles… new avatar customization…"

"Any memory changes?" Felix asked him with a twinge of worry.

"Nope, Litwak didn't change the cabinet's memory card," he said dismissively. "That way, the gamers' high score records would be kept intact. He did this with all of the upgraded games. That's why all of you still remember each other. I don't see any major changes to be concerned about." This last piece of information earned him a collective sigh of relief from the three characters.

"Oh wait," he said, readjusting his glasses to read better. "There is something…"

The sigh of relief the three had let out was instantly sucked back in as the SP scanned through the document.

"It's says here that they have a new bad-guy," he stated matter-of-factly, ignoring the unified gasp of Ralph and the Fix-Its.

"New bad-guys are always trouble," he commented dryly. "I must inform Mario about this once he returns from the Mushroom Kingdom." The Surge started to walk away from them, still scanning his clipboard.

"Hey wait a minute,' Ralph bellowed. "Just what kind of bad-guy is this?!"

"No idea," replied the SP as blue sparks began coalescing around his squat form. "Princess Vanellope has to come out first to inform us. I suggest you all be careful if you are still planning on going in there." And with that the Surge Protector disappeared in a streak of blue lightning.

"Jeepers," Felix squeaked, wringing his hat in his gloved hands. "A new bad-guy! This is bad! We haven't had a new bad guy for years!"

Calhoun watched her husband's sudden onset panic with mild confusion. "Pardon my ignorance but why exactly is this bad?" However, Felix was still locked in his little anxiety attack, so Calhoun simply turned to regard Ralph with a questioning glare. "Wreck-It, you're the expert here… Never thought I'd say those words… I thought you said that bad-guys weren't really bad."

Ralph bashfully rubbed the back of his neck, Calhoun's questioning eyes seeming to bore right through him. "Yeah well that's true, but…" he said, trying to avoid the sergeant's intense gaze.

"But," Calhoun echoed, a noticeable ire rising in her voice.

"But only when the bad-guy already knows it's just a job," he replied quietly, turning towards the Sugar Rush terminal and marching onward before Calhoun could ask any more questions.

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