Chapter 3: Plan

Swizzle and Jubileena were standing on the roof of an apartment in Amity Park across the road from City Hall, looking over the courtyard of the building. A crowd had gathered, along with several news crews from all of the major new agencies. Vlad had upped security, but that was mainly ordinary police officers that were there to guard the mayor, not the Man in the Black Suit. The latter was nowhere in sight.

"Come on. He's in a black suit! He should stand out!" Swizzle snapped, squinting.

"Is it that guy?" Jubileena asked, pointing into the crowd.

Swizzle looked at where Jubileena was pointing.

"It might be... no, that's Doug Dimmadome." Swizzle replied.


"Why are we here?" Man Ray asked.

He, the Dirty Bubble, Ember, Francis, and Dr. Moist were standing in a back alley behind City Hall, looking very bored.

"You heard the Mayor. We guard his speech, he pays us, and we go home." the Dirty Bubble replied.

"And then I wake up because Crocker says this is a dream." Francis said.

Ember sighed.

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that, kid." Ember said.

All of a sudden, there was a loud clunk.

"What was that?" the Dirty Bubble asked.

Ember shrugged.

"Probably a trash can. Who cares?" Ember asked.

"It sounded like it was around the corner. We should inspect it, just to be sure." Man Ray replied.

Dr. Moist walked around the corner. There was a moment of silence before Dr. Moist came flying backwards, slamming face first into an open dumpster. Minty ran out from behind the corner, followed by the other Sugar Rush racers (except Swizzle and Jubileena), Cinndon, Candace, Toxika, and Damon.

"Aha! A challenge worthy of my skill!" Man Ray exclaimed.

"Get them!" Francis shouted.

The bully charged forward, but he was immediately brought down by one of Sticky's marshmallow orbs. Taffyta turned to Vanellope and Rancis.

"We got this! Keep going!" Taffyta said.

Vanellope and Rancis ran into City Hall as the other Sugar Rush racers, Cinndon, Candace, Toxika, and Damon charged at their foes.


"Your on in two minutes, sir." an intern said.

The Man in the Black Suit nodded and the intern walked away. He and Vlad were in the entrance hall of the building, the former preparing to step out onto the podium.

"Thousands of years, Mr. Masters. I've been working at this for thousands of years, and the time is finally right." the Man in the Black Suit whispered. He turned to Vlad and said with a tone of sincere gratefulness "I must thank you, Vladimir. Your help these past months has been immeasurable. Unleashing Zwarte Pete, getting me that script, organizing this conference... I could never have done this without you. Remember whatever happens next."

Vlad nodded, suppressing an involuntary shudder. The Man in the Black Suit turned to the door.

"Now, history awaits." the Man in the Black Suit said.


"Location: Litwak's Arcade, The World Of Disney, July 3rd 2109"

"Hey, check it out!" P.I.X.A.L. said.

P.I.X.A.L. was sitting next to the robot, who was laid out on Vanellope's bed. A gameboy-like device was connected to it's head by an extension cord. Sour Bill was on the other side, trying to repair some of the damage.

"What is it?" Sour Bill asked.

"I've been running an anti-virus. I'm having it keep an eye for any files on the Guy in the Black Suit as well, and I found a file on him and managed to decrypt it." P.I.X.A.L. replied.

"What was it?" Sour Bill asked.

"It's a photo, dated 1926. Take a look." P.I.X.A.L. replied.

She showed Sour Bill the screen. An assortment of figures was gathered at the door to a building ('The Lexington Hotel', the caption said). To the left of the photograph was Al Capone, dressed in his best with a suit and fedora. Behind him were two large unhappy looking gentlemen with heavy scars and violin cases.

To the right was the Man in the Black Suit.

"But that's impossible! He would have to be over two hundred at least!" Sour Bill said.

All of the sudden, the photo was replaced by a stream of data flowing across the device's screen. P.I.X.A.L. jumped and held it close.

"What's going on?" P.I.X.A.L. asked.

"I think it's coming back online." Sour Bill replied.

The robot's eyes suddenly burst open, and it sat up.

"What happened? Where am I?" the robot asked in a male voice.

"Take it easy. Your fine." Sour Bill replied softly.

"But the Man in the..." the robot started to say.

"Don't worry. My friends are dealing with him before he makes his speech." P.I.X.A.L. said reassuringly.

The robot stood up, clenching the hair-like extensions on it's head.

"No! You have to warn your friends! He knows you're coming! It's a trap!" the robot said frantically.