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I don't own Wreck It Ralph. I only own my OC Lemona Lime. Here's Chapter 3. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 3

Vanellope had never believed in hate. Even when she was teased for being a glitch, pushed in the mud, or when her carts were destroyed, she'd always believed in forgiving and forgetting. She found that by doing so, sweet things always seemed to come her way, though she didn't really believe it was her attitude that caused the things to happen.

Yet as she, Ralph, and Sergeant Calhoun tramped through the Candy Cane Forest, on the lookout for Turbo, she couldn't hold back the horrible thoughts that were flooding her mind. She had never considered the idea that the murderous, power-hungry, sadistic poor excuse for a human being may have survived flying into a stream of diet cola lava. Now that the threat was very much alive, she was so angry that she couldn't help thinking about all of the ways she could make him suffer the way he'd made her suffer. "When we get a hold of him, I'm gonna throw him into the Fungeon to decay! I'll toss him into a pool of Nesquik Sand! Or better yet, I'll rip his code apart piece by piece! Then he can see what it's like being a glitch!" In her candy coated heart she knew that she couldn't and wouldn't kill Turbo when they found him, but she found that unleashing her fury was making her feel a lot better.

Listening to his friend, Ralph turned to Sergeant Calhoun. "She's been spending too much time with you."

Then he focussed on Vanellope. "Listen kid, I know you're angry. I am too. But you've gotta calm down, otherwise you'll lose your focus. And if that happens, then we can't catch the little runt. And if we lose him, then who knows what he'll do to the arcade."

Vanellope opened her mouth to speak again, but was silenced by Sergeant Calhoun, who suddenly halted and held out her arm to make them stop too. "Hold up," she whispered, as she pointed with her gun towards an area of the forest ahead of them. Right in front of them, with his back turned towards them, was the despicable man himself: Turbo, who was in his King Candy form.

Ralph and Sergeant Calhoun knelt down so that they were head and head with Vanellope. "So what's the plan soldier?" Calhoun whispered again, holding her gun steady.

Vanellope turned her head to give Calhoun a sheepish grin. "Honestly? I was kind of hoping you'd have one. All I had was us coming here and finding him."

"You've got to be kidding me," Ralph groaned, only to be shushed again by Calhoun, who was using her military training to think up a plan.

"Alright. Wreck-It, I've got my hands full, so you're gonna have to grab him. I'll keep this thing focussed on him at all times, but you'd better hold onto him tight. If I have to fire I don't want to hit you. Once we've got him, you've got to grab the flashlight from my belt and flash it in his face kid. I want to make sure he's not hiding any Cybug coding in his system. Once we've determined what sort of threat he possesses, you get to decide what we do with him." At that point, a small smirk crossed Calhoun's face. "Personally, I think throwing him into the Nesquik sand isn't a bad idea." That remark earned her a vicious glare of disapproval from Ralph, but she didn't really care. The thrill of triumph after a fight would always be her favourite part of any game, and watching whatever Vanellope chose to do to the little worm would definitely be considered a triumph in Calhoun's mind.

Once Calhoun was sure everybody understood the plan, she gestured with her head to where Turbo was, indicating that Ralph could go. Nodding, Ralph took a deep breath before charging towards him, enormous hands up in the air and a roar escaping his mouth.

Hearing the noise, Turbo turned around, and when he saw Ralph charging towards him, he started running away as quickly as his feet could carry him. But Ralph was bigger then him, so easily caught up to the little man. Once he was close enough, Ralph enveloped the false king in his hands and held him up above the ground. Turbo squirmed and kicked, but Ralph barely even noticed it. Sergeant Calhoun ran up once she was sure that Ralph had a hold on him, keeping her gun fixed on the enemy, the muzzle inches away from his face. "Stop squirming unless you want that ugly mug blown right off your head, worm," she snarled, her look of contempt clear.

Terrified, Turbo opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off as Vanellope glitched from her original position in the forest to right in front of him. Seeing the little girl who'd ruined his perfect life in Sugar Rush, a taunting sneer crossed his face instantly. "Well, well, well. If it isn't Little Miss Princess Glitch."

Vanellope remained cool as she responded with, "That's President Glitch to you, fart breath." Removing her cool gaze from him for a moment, she grabbed the black flashlight from Calhoun's belt, and, finding the on/off switch, she turned it on and shone the bright light in Turbo's face. Instead of his eyes turning blue and entranced by the glow, Turbo squinted and turned his head, trying to escape its blinding glare. Vanellope kept the light trained on him for a while longer, but finally shut it off when Calhoun said, "Alright, the worm's clear."

"Don't you mean gummy worm?" Turbo quipped, sneering again. His yellow teeth were revealed in the wicked smile, making Vanellope want to wince, but she kept it together. The only things that revealed her revulsion were her cool tone and the glitch that coursed through her body as she spoke. "No, we don't. You see, gummy worms are sweet and delicious, and there is NOTHING sweet or delicious about you, TURBO." After she was finished her comeback, she knew exactly what she wanted to do with the horrible little man. "Ralph, please bring Mr. Bubble-Gum Butt to the fungeon."

At the mention of the fungeon, Turbo's face paled, and he began to protest. "What? No! You can't do that!"

Vanellope gave him one of her mischievous grins and spoke again. "I believe I just did. I am the leader of the place after all. Uh, doi! You of all people should know that, Mr. Tooth Decay." Here she paused and pretended to think carefully about something. "You know, normally I'd hold a vote to see whether this is what everybody wants, but in this case, I'm pretty sure I already know what everybody wants." Then she turned to Ralph. "Ralph, if you please. We'll wait for you in the castle."

Ralph nodded and started walking away with Turbo screaming, "No! You can't do this!" along with a number of threats towards the little president, who merely smiled as she listened to them. Waving goodbye to Turbo cheekily, she waited until he and Ralph were no longer visible before she and Sergeant Calhoun headed back to the castle on a different route.

When they arrived and she gave the 'all clear' to the other racers, they all cheered and raced out of the castle as quickly as they could, eager to return to racing. The only two that stayed behind were Lemona and Felix, who ran up to the girls once the excited crowd had vanished. "Oh Vanellope! I'm so glad you're safe!" Felix wrapped the little girl up in big hug, only to be ripped away and picked up by his wife. "So, this is the welcome I get?"

Felix smiled and his whole face reddened as he spoke to her. "Of course not. I'm glad to see you too. But I always knew you'd be safe. You're my dynamite gal."

Hearing her nickname, Calhoun softened up a bit, and the two kissed affectionately to Lemona's amazement. She couldn't believe that two such different characters could actually be in a relationship. Vanellope noticed her bewildered expression, and smiled, pretending to make a disgusted face. She had grown used to their affection, but still found it fun to bug them about it.

As the two kissed, Ralph came into the castle as well. "Well, he's locked in the sturdiest cell down there. I even used the handcuffs. He wouldn't be able to get out if he tried." Hearing his voice, Calhoun and Felix broke apart, still blushing vividly, and Ralph grinned at them. He too was used to their public displays of affection, but wasn't as eager to tease them when Calhoun was around. She would never slap Vanellope, but she was never afraid of slapping him, and he knew all too well that Calhoun's slaps hurt.

"Well, now that that is all settled, there should be nothing in the way of us baking you a cart!" Vanellope said to Lemona. But before they could turn and lead her away again, Lemona spoke up. "Wait. Before we go…Um…" Nervous, her speech faltered and she glitched once before finally working up the courage to ask, "Who's Turbo?"

"Only the most foul video game character in the entire arcade!" burst out Vanellope, throwing her arms out to symbolize the universe. Vanellope had sounded furious when she'd spoken, but as she opened her mouth again, she paused, and Ralph put a comforting hand on her shoulder as she took a deep, shuddering breath and glitched violently. Lemona watched tears begin streaming down her face. She wished she didn't have to worry about losing control of herself so she could do what Ralph was doing. But he seemed to be doing a good job at making Vanellope feel better, so she just waited patiently for Vanellope to continue.

"Look, I don't really want to talk about all the horrible things he's done to us," Vanellope finally managed to blurt out when her blue pixels were back in place, wiping her tears away with the sleeve of her green sweater. "Let's just say that he deserves to be in the fungeon and leave it at that. Okay?"

Lemona nodded, and by doing so, she seemed to make Vanellope cheer up. "Okay. Now let's bake you a cart!" Forgetting about Turbo, the four characters finally got to lead Lemona to the bakery, where they spent a whole hour baking Lemona her very own cart. When it was all finished, Lemona was shocked speechless at how it turned out. The cart itself was made from a hard and green rock candy, but the steering wheel and four wheels were made from lemon flavoured sour candies. The steering wheel was even shaped like a little lemon. The stick candy tubes for the exhaust to pour out of were yellow as well and shimmered with crystallized sugar.

Ralph, Felix, Vanellope, and Calhoun all stood and watched as Lemona walked around her cart, inspecting every inch of it silently. "Well?" Vanellope finally said. "What do you think?"

Lemona stayed silent as she continued to look over her cart. When she was done, she looked up at them with an expressionless face. Then, out of nowhere, her coding had a spasm, and she let out a shriek of delight. "Sweet lemon meringue pie!" she exclaimed, not even noticing the pain that came from the glitching. "I love it!" She was so thrilled that she ran up to Vanellope and gave her a great big hug, not even realizing what she'd done until it was too late. "Oh, sour lemonade."

Vanellope giggled and stayed where she was so that she wouldn't make Lemona move around unintentionally. "It's okay. I'm sure we've got some black liquorice around here somewhere. Ralph?"

"Right here," Ralph gave both girls a strand of the black candy, and in perfect synch, they both ate and gagged together. Once both had swallowed, they broke apart, and Lemona grinned sheepishly. "Sorry."

Vanellope grinned at her new friend. "Hey, don't sweat it. I'm just glad you like the cart." Her grin widened as she made her next suggestion. "You wanna take it out for a spin?"

"Sure!" Lemona hopped inside and Ralph pushed her outside. The group travelled until they reached a short track that just went in a circle. Gumdrops were all along the outside so that if a driver were to somehow get out of control they wouldn't fly off the track.

"I'm sure you'll get the hang of it, but this is the best place to start off when you're first learning to drive," informed Vanellope as Lemona stared at the controls in her cart. "Now the first thing you have to do is turn the Sour Key in the ignition."

Slowly and unsurely, Lemona obeyed, causing the cart to start up with a roar. "Excellent," Vanellope hollered over the noise. "Now shift the gear shift so that it's in Drive. Make sure to keep your right foot on the brake, otherwise you'll start moving."

That too went successfully. "Okay, now slowly remove your foot from the brake pedal," called Vanellope. "This will allow you to start moving."

"Okay," Lemona called back. Before she did so, she took one deep breath in. "Well, here goes nothing."

It started out fine. Lemona slowly eased her foot off the pedal, and her cart slowly started creeping forward. She gripped the steering wheel with an iron grip at first, but as she continued around the track, she found herself feeling a little bit more comfortable. "Hey! Hey look at me guys! I'm doing—AHHH!"

Her confident cry turned into one of anguish as a painful glitch took over her body. Her entire body turned into blue pixels, and the steering wheel was released. At the same time, the foot that was still slightly on the brake pedal disappeared and reappeared stomping on the accelerator, causing the cart to take off down the track, completely out of control. "Oh my lands!" Felix proclaimed, covering his mouth with his gloved hands.

"Lemona!" Vanellope screamed, her happy expression turning into one of terror. "Ralph, stop her!"

But there was no need for that. Seeing as the track was a circle, going in a straight line caused Lemona to run into one of the sides. The collision forced her bubble gum bubble airbag to expand. By the time her friends got to her, the glitching had stopped, but it was clear the spasm had been quite painful. Lemona was breathing heavily and had wrapped her arms around her stomach. Luckily, she had been strong enough to turn off her cart, so it was no longer running. The gum drops had caused no damage to her cart, as the candy it was made of was quite strong. There weren't even any dents.

"Lemona, are you okay?" Vanellope asked, feeling concern for her new friend. Her hazel eyes were wide with the emotion and she prepared for a bad reply.

Instead, Lemona coughed and met her gaze. "I've been better. But that was probably pretty good for my first try, right?"

"Absolutely kiddo," Ralph reassured her, trying to sound happy while getting over the heart attack he'd almost had. "Do you want to try again? Or should we wait until you're feeling better?"

"No way!" Lemona instantly straightened up and ran a hand through her long hair, which she had put into a French braid while waiting for Ralph, Vanellope, and Calhoun to return from dealing with Turbo. "There's no way I'm gonna stop! I want to do this. I'll be fine. Let's try this again."

So she did, turning the key and starting to move again. This time she got a quarter of the way around the circle before she glitched and crashed. This was how it went for about twenty minutes. Start. Drive for a bit. Glitch. Crash. By the end of the twenty minutes, Lemona could hardly see, the pain was so bad.

"That's enough," Ralph finally said, snatching Lemona out of her cart and heading back to the castle, the others pushing the cart behind them. Lemona was so weak that any movements she copied from Ralph were so feeble that it was almost like she wasn't even doing them.

"This is ridiculous," Ralph said to the others when they were back in the castle. Lemona had fallen asleep on a cotton candy couch after eating a piece of black liquorice, so she couldn't hear their conversation. "I've never seen anybody from this game have so much difficulty with racing. One of us should check out her code. That must be what's causing the problem. Any volunteers?"

"I'll do it Fart-Feathers," Vanellope stood up and volunteered. "She's my subject. And anyways, you guys don't know my game's coding as well as I do. You'd get lost easier."

So they all approached the entrance that would lead to Sugar Rush's coding. Vanellope tied a long strand of pink liquorice around her waist and gave the other end to Ralph. In her other hand she held a walkie-talkie that had been given to her by Calhoun. "I'll call you guys when I need to come back," informed the brave little girl as she took a deep breath, then plunged into her game's coding.

Minutes passed by agonizingly slow. For a while it was like nothing was ever going to happen. Then, just as Felix was about to call out to Vanellope with the other walkie-talkie, her voice came on. "You guys? I found Lemona's coding. She was right. It really is fragile. It's like a bunch of candy necklace strings." There was a break in the connection, and everybody felt like she was holding something back. "Vanellope, is there anything that would explain why it's so hard for her to race?" Felix asked,

There was another silence. Then Vanellope continued talking again. "Hey guys? You remember how when Turbo ruled the game I couldn't race?"

"Yeah," Ralph answered, although he had no idea what the subject had to do with what they were talking about. "What's your point?"

"Well…" Another pause. "Lemona can't race either."

"What are you talking about soldier?" Calhoun butted in, asking the question that everybody was thinking.

"I mean Lemona can't race. But I mean it literally. I've been searching and searching, and I can't find anything about being a racer! It's literally not in Lemona's code to be a racer!"

"What?"

Calhoun, Felix, and Ralph all whirled around to see who had cried out. It was Lemona, who had woken up from her sleep and had been wandering the castle looking for them. It appeared as though she had come at the absolutely worst time. Tears began streaming once more down her cheeks and dripping onto her black cloak. "Wait…So if I can't race…What can I do?"

Vanellope's answer was not what any of them wanted to hear. "I have no idea."

That last bit of news was the final straw for Lemona, who finally burst out sobbing. "So I really do have no purpose," she sobbed, and then turned around, and ran out of sight. Felix started after her, but Calhoun held him back, saying, "Give her some time Fix-It. She needs to process all of this. That will be a better fixing agent then a hit from your hammer right now."

So when Vanellope returned from inside the code, the four friends returned to her main office and just sat there for a bit, trying to process the news themselves.

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