The little buggy train that takes programs to and from Fix-It-Felix Jr. is incredibly old and slow. It took all of Vanellope's rather small level of patience not to get out and try to push the thing down the current. Ralph and Calhoun had both warned her that it was not a good idea. Vanellope sat slumped in one of the cars, her arms crossed as she tried to think happy thoughts. Ralph watched, amused that his little friend was having such a hard time sitting still. He had taken the old buggy system for thirty years now. He never got impatient anymore, because he didn't mind. Being a villain, he hadn't had any friends to visit. The slow ride had also meant that he wouldn't have to suffer spending anymore time with the so-called "Nice"-Landers. However, since his first trip to Sugar Rush, he had started to notice the slow ride was getting annoying. It meant he couldn't go and visit Vanellope as much as he wanted to. The arcade was only closed so long.

"What are you thinking about?" A voice behind him asked. He jumped and the voice's owner, Calhoun laughed. "For a big guy, you sure are jumpy."

"Well you startled me." Ralph retorted.

"My apologies," Calhoun stated monotonously. "I just wanted to know what you're thinking about."

"Why do you care?"

"I don't. But you are Felix's friend and I do care about him. He seems to think we should get to know each other better. You being his best man and all…"

"Oh, right! I almost forgot."

"Forgot? Listen, I will not allow you to ruin my wedding so you'd better start remembering that you're supposed to be making a speech and helping my fiancé plan everything."

"Hey, I got an idea. Why don't I tell everyone what a pain in the neck you can be?"

Calhoun's eyes widened and then narrowed furiously "Don't cross me, pal!"

"I wasn't planning on it, but now I think I will!"

"Do you have any idea how important this wedding is to us?!"

"I do. Felix happens to be my best friend so I think I know exactly-"

"WILL YOU TWO KNOCK IT OFF?!"

Ralph and Calhoun turned, shocked by the intensity in Vanellope's voice. "Both of you need to remember that this wedding is about Felix and Calhoun's love for each other. So stop bickering! Stinkbrain will write a nice speech and Calhoun will be a perfect bride. Now if you two don't mind, I'd like it if we all got to Felix-It-Felix Jr. in one piece so Ralph can show me where he works."

Calhoun looked startled for a moment before smiling and crossing her arms. "I like you kid. The way you handled the situation, I'd be proud to call you my maid of honor!"

"Seriously?!" Vanellope squeaked.

Calhoun nodded, "Seriously. You're the only girl in this arcade I can stand to be around. Not all namby pamby and prissy like Princess Peach."

"Who?" Vanellope asked, tilting her head to the side.

"You don't know who Princess Peach is?" Ralph asked, incredulously. "She's only the prettiest program in the arcade! I tell ya, that Mario is one lucky plumber!"

"The prettiest program, huh?" Vanellope's face dropped and her heart sank. She turned around and slumped over in her seat as the buggy continued its slow track. Calhoun noticed the young program's reaction and gritted her teeth. Men can be so stupid sometimes! She looked over at Ralph, who was in his own little world and hadn't noticed a thing. Calhoun shook her head.

The buggy pulled to a slow stop at the back of Niceland. Felix stood at the drop off point, waiting for his friends and fiancé. A goofy smile spread across his face as the group pulled up. His smile melted Calhoun's heart and she smiled back, eyes twinkling. She raced out of the buggy as soon as it stopped, nearly knocking over Vanellope on her way to reach Felix. Calhoun scooped her fiancé into her arms and kissed him passionately. Ralph tried to exchange a disgusted glance with Vanellope, and was surprised to see her refuse to look at him. Instead, she had a dreamy, far-off look as she watched Felix and Calhoun's embrace.

When the couple finally broke apart, it was as if the rest of the world didn't exist. Vanellope let out a soft sigh, before rising out of her seat. "Let's go, Stinkbrain. No point in sticking around here."

"Yeah, I can't stand to see them so mushy!"

"Yeah..."

Ralph got out of his seat and strode beside Vanellope, "What's up?"

"Nothing, I'm fine."

"Uhm, ok. Well, where would you like to go first?"

"Well, this is your game. Where do you think we should go?"

"How about my place?"

"Sounds good."

"Ok." Ralph led the way to what was once the town dump. It had now been converted to what was known as East Niceland. His house stood at the very edge. He had built it himself, so it wasn't especially nice. The crudely made building brightened Vanellope's mood.

"Whoa, Ralph! What happened here? Looks like you tried to make a very bad gingerbread dog house!"

Ralph fumed, "It was the best I could do, ok?"

Vanellope laughed, "Good thing you're not a contractor! Everyone would be homeless!"

"Hey! It's still standing, isn't it?"

"Yeah, barely!" Vanellope held her sides as she continued laughing.

Ralph snarled, "If that's how you're gonna be, maybe I won't show you the rest of it!"

"Oh, calm down, you big baby! Sheesh! Just show me your house, already."

"Not if you keep laughing."

"Ok, ok. I'm done." Vanellope wiped a tear from her cheek and followed Ralph into the crumbled-looking structure.

The inside was just as bad as the outside. A pile of rubbish and scattered bricks littered the ground. Vanellope had to watch her step as she gingerly made her way into the living area. Ralph's stump and a bed of mashed up bricks served as the only pieces of furniture. Vanellope looked around and grimaced. She knew her old home in Diet Cola Mountain hadn't been much better, but the idea of Ralph living in this dump of a house all alone made Vanellope cringe.

All she could muster was, "It's uh, nice."

"Yeah, well it's not much. It's better than sleeping in the dump though."

Vanellope gasped, "You slept in the dump?!"

"Yeah, well before I helped save Sugar Rush I uh, slept in the dump. It wasn't too bad. I had my stump and I got to sleep under the stars so…"

"But you slept with the garbage."

"Yeah. Look, you get used to it after thirty years. Besides, now at least I have a roof over my head."

Vanellope almost pointed out that his 'roof' was falling apart and that his house wasn't much better. She wished very much that she could force Ralph to move into the palace with her. She knew she couldn't, and what made it so hard was that Ralph had no idea how she felt. I can never tell him though. He'll think I'm just being silly. I'm no Princess Peach, whoever she is. I'll never be more than just a kid to him. Oh why is life so difficult?!