AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm sorry if Vanellope seems OOC, it's my first time writing Wreck-It Ralph. It's also my first crossover, so I hope the explanation didn't seem too rushed or sloppy or anything. Also, this has no affiliation with the A Mended Family series, so Marcy's a vamp, just sayin', okay? Pretty much the same pairings, though. :) milomeepit, out! *Salutes*

Vanellope opened her eyes see a blue, clear-ish ceiling above her. It looked almost like... ice? She blinked, groggy and disoriented for a moment, and remembered. The surge, the white stuff... the cave...

She went to move her arms, and found that someone had wrapped a blanket around her during the night and moved her to what she identified as a couch. She disentangled herself from the blanket she was swathed in, and stumbled towards a doorway in the wall. She peered around the edge of it to see a blue lady sitting at a table.

Vanellope's shoe bumped a small piece of ice, sending it skidding across the room, where it collided with a soft 'plink' with the leg of the lady's chair. She glanced over, and Vanellope whipped back around the doorway, pressing herself against the icy wall.

"Hello? Are you awake?" The lady called. "There's no need to be afraid!"

Vanellope cautiously poked her head back around the doorway. "Um... hiya." She said nervously.

"Hello there. What's your name, dear?" The lady asked, turning towards her fully.

"Um, I'm Vanellope. Vanellope von Schweetz." Vanellope crept forward. "And you are..."

"Simone Petrikov, the Queen of the Ice Kingdom." She smiled. "A pleasure to meet you, Vanellope. Come, sit down, have a cup of hot chocolate."

Vanellope sat down at the table, brushing her hands along the surface, and realised that this place wasn't called the Ice Kingdom for nothing. Everything, Simone's whole home, seemed to be made of the frozen water. It was then she realised what the white stuff would have been. In some of the other racing games, there were snowscapes dotted throughout the maps. She knew it was sort of like soft ice, which she knew because you could get it as an environmental hazard in Sugar Rush.

"So, where are you from, Vanellope?" Simone asked.

"Um, I live in a castle. I'm pretty sure it's a long way away from here, though..." She replied wistfully.

"Well, I might know where it is. What's it like around about the castle?"

"Well... there's a really long, windy road to it, and there's lollipop trees, and candy cane trees, and cotton candy trees. There's a big mountain nearby, and the road's made mostly of chocolate, and raspberry jubes, and there's jelly hills, and marshmallow flowers, and pretty much everything's made of sweets." She explained. "Me and all my friends live there, but Ralph doesn't want to live in the castle."

"Ralph?" Simone cocked her head. "Is he another friend of yours?"

"Yeah, he's really tall, and he wears a pair of overalls with one button, and lots of orange and brown, and he's got a goofy smile and spiky hair. And he's got giant hands." She added.

"I think I might know him..." Simone mused.

Vanellope jumped up. "Really?! You know him?! Do you think you could help me get back home?"

"Um, yes, I should be able to fly you there." Simone replied, rather bemused.

"Oh, could you?! Thank you so much!" Vanellope cheered, throwing her arms around the cold queen.

"Well," Simone said, standing up and brushing some crumbs off of the large skirt of her blue ballgown, "If we want to get there before the sun gets too high in the sky, we should take off soon. Oh!" She suddenly brightened. "Here, I have something I want to give you." She bustled off, coming back a few seconds later with a small green backpack. "Here, you can put some food and a map and some other things you might need in here, in case you ever get lost again."

"Oh, thanks!" Vanellope grinned.

Simone patted her on the head before picking her up, walking over to the window and flying out over the icy landscape, where Vanellope could quite clearly see her sneaker prints in the snow.

She grinned, delighted as hills of snow and ice melted away to show a green forest. She laughed as several birds flew into the air, disturbed by her and Simone's passing. She watched them as they flew around the two companions, twittering in high tones, their happy tunes making her smile, infecting her with the joyful, natural music. The air blew into her face, making her ponytail whip behind her, the ties on her hoodie flicking around, her skirt swishing around her waist.

Vanellope laughed again, waving goodbye to the birds as they flitted away. She lifted her gaze to the sky, high and reaching and going on forever, and gasped softly as she realised that the clouds were only a hundred metres or so above them.

As she gazed into the blue sky, trying to catch shapes in the clouds, she realised the Simone was getting closer to the ground. They landed on a pathway made of chocolate and pastry, and Vanellope bounced forwards excitedly. "Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" She yelled, throwing her arms around Simone's neck in a hug.

"No problem, dear." Simone patted her on the head. She detached herself from the small girl and flew away smiling, waving to Vanellope, who returned the gesture happily.

Vanellope glanced and saw the castle in the distance. She smiled and started making her way over to it.

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Vanellope wandered in the front doors. Something seemed slightly... off, but she decided it was probably just from the surge messing with the colours and textures in the code.

She closed her eyes and leaned against a wall, rubbing her head. Everything was still a little fuzzy from the surge, but she silently promised she'd ask Ralph what had happened later. She walked on a little more, eyes still half-closed, before bumping into someone.

"Hey, watch where you're going, bub!" She snapped tiredly, rubbing her forehead.

"Actually," Said the person, "My name is Bubba. Bubba Gumball."

She opened her eyes to see a tall guy with pink skin, pink hair, pink everything. "Who?" She replied tactlessly, eyeing his poofy sleeves, slim hands, fancy shoes and generally sissy outfit.

"Bubba Gumball. Prince Bubba Gumball, to be exact." He tapped his small gold crown.

"What are you talking about? Are you from that new game over by the doorway?" Vanellope asked, incredulous.

"No... I'm from here. This is my kingdom. I'm the prince here, I rule the kingdom?" It was his turn to look confused.

"Wait, what? I'm the President!" Vanellope cried. "President Vanellope von Schweetz of Sugar Rush!"

"Sugar Rush?" The prince blinked, looking rather bemused. "Never heard of it."

"But, wait. If I'm not in Sugar Rush, then where am I?"