Okay so this is a Calhoun x Vanellope story that basically came out of the blue like really random out of the blue I basically just decided to write it out of well love for Wreck It Ralph, and plus I figured it was something new and unexplored plus It is always best to explore new horizons. I mean I could see this being another one of my ships anyways I know people will probably, flame me for this. Which I really wish wouldn't happen but I guess if it must, then please be gentle and descript , about it anyways yackity, yack, yack, it's story time so I hope you all….
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:::Game Central Station-4:45 in the afternoon…..:::
[Here I sit on one of the benches in Game Central Station, Sergeant Tamora Jean Calhoun doesn't want to go home…..it's damn near embarrassing like a child not wanting to go home yet, then again when your home is an army naval base that is under constant threat of attack, you probably wouldn't want to go home either…and then there is my old home…Fix It Felix, Jr. I really do wish things between me and Felix worked I mean it worked for a time and then all of a suddenly it all just stopped and just like that we had grown apart, and then after months of unhappiness we finally ended our marriage I can still remember everyone else's shock and surprise they all thought me and Felix would be together forever but honestly, there were signs it just seems everyone was too blind to notice, oh well it really doesn't matter anyways. The whole thing is said and done with maybe I should go to Tappers like all the other schmuck, in this place I could go visit other games, but then again that would cause more trouble than it's worth. Hell really I don't have anywhere else to go, I am basically a lone wolf in a huge pack but that's not really something to worry about. Hell I am Sergeant, Tamora Jean Calhoun I never worry I barely do any of that crap but sometimes, you just can't help but feel a little lonely at times….] thinks Calhoun to herself as she sits on the bench with her head bowed.
"What the hell, I guess I will go to Tappers, maybe a good hard drink is all I need." thinks Calhoun to herself as she gets off the bench and walks to Tappers.
Calhoun walks a couple of steps before finally entering Tappers, strolling through the bar and taking a seat in one of the bar stools.
"What can I get for you ma'am." says Tapper as he approaches Calhoun.
"Give me the stiffest hardest drink, you have." says Calhoun calmly with a sad undertone to her voice.
"Rough time on the home front." asks Tapper curiously as he pours Calhoun, her drink and then begins wiping off the bar.
"What makes you say that." asks Calhoun slightly curiously as she takes a gulp from her drink.
"People come to bars for only two reasons, one to drowned their sorrows, two to celebrate, and honestly ma'am you don't look like you're in much of a celebratory mood." says Tapper as he continues to wipe down the bar.
"Wise words, you've got there barkeep." says Calhoun stoically as she takes another gulp of her drink.
"After thirty two years, you start to pick up on these things." says Tapper calmly as he still continues to wipe off the bar.
"Thirty two years, your about as old as Fix It Felix Jr" says Calhoun with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"We are precisely one year apart in terms of age. Honestly if you want to tell me your troubles, then you can, because after thirty two years I've already seen it all, heard it all and damn near done it all there isn't anything that would shock me at this point" says Tapper stoically as he stops wiping down the bar to listen.
"Eh, it's nothing serious; just don't feel like going home to be honest, when your home is an army naval base that's under constant threat of attack, you probably wouldn't want to go home either." says Calhoun nonchalantly as she takes yet another drink of her alcohol.
"Huh, I can see your point there, a bar isn't particularly comforting either, especially when it's the only bar in the game. And everybody comes to you, point is it's our game our home and no one can take that away from us." says Tapper as he picks up a glass and begins shining it.
"True enough barkeep, but still can't help but want to find a place to go, and get away for a while, that and with all the crap, that's been going down in the last month. I just need a good hard stiff drink and some time to think and get away from everything if not for just a little while." says Calhoun calmly as she takes it another drink of her alcohol.
"Yeah true enough my best advice would be that you go ahead, and live it up for the night and not worry about the problems or the consequences later. Just live tonight don't let the whole world get you down, just live for the moment and to hell with the world." says Tapper in a serious manner as he shines his glass.
Calhoun thinks about it for a moment before finally answering.
"I could try, I guess thanks barkeep." says Calhoun unsurely as she gets off of her stool at the bar and begins walking out of the bar.
She then approaches a ticket booth.
"Where to miss?" asks the ticket booth operator.
"Anywhere that isn't, Hero's Duty or Fix It Felix Jr." says Calhoun simply as she waits for her ticket.
"Alright, have a good night madam" says the ticket booth operator as he hands Calhoun her ticket.
Calhoun walks over to the train conductor, and hands her ticket it to him he then takes the ticket. And tears a piece off before handing Calhoun her half of the ticket.
"Have a nice trip ma'am" says the train conductor.
Calhoun simply nods her head, and taking her ticket and boarding the train.
[I don't care where I am going really, all I know is anywhere is better than home.] thinks Calhoun to herself as she boards her train and takes off to her destination.
~To Be Continued In Chapter 2~