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Chapter 4: Conversations of Self-Discovery

^Sugar Rush^

Jubileena and Candlehead drove up to Candlehead's house. Jubileena parked out front while Candlehead parked in her garage.

"Agnes!" Candlehead called as she and Jubileena entered the cake house. "Agnes, are you here? It's Candlehead and Jubileena!"

"Agnes isn't here, try the Candy Corn Fields." A familiar voice called back.

"Okay!" Candlehead cheerfully replied as she turned around to go get the Ice Screamer.

"Candlehead, wait," Jubileena said as she grabbed Candlehead's arm. "That sounded like Agnes. If she wasn't here then no one would have responded to us."

Candlehead gasped. "You're right, Jubileena." Candlehead knew she wasn't very bright even if her candle was and she hated being so clueless sometimes. "Sounds like it came from upstairs." She observed. The racers went up the stairs and followed the voice to the guest room, the room Agnes was staying in. When they went in the room, they immediately noticed a bundle of blankets curled up on the bed.

Jubileena took off the top blanket, revealing Agnes, who was trying her best to hide from anyone who was trying to find her. Now that Agnes knew she was found, she was a little embarrassed.

"Hi…" Agnes sheepishly greeted. Before Jubileena could respond, Candlehead budged in.

"Agnes, where have you been?" Candlehead asked with a mix of curiosity and worry. "I came home after closing time and you were gone."

Agnes sat up in the bed. "I was exploring. It wasn't really fun being inside all day. For most of the day I was at… uh…, Jubileena, what did you say that bonus track was called?"

"Diet Cola Mountain," Jubileena answered.

"Yeah, that!" Agnes happily replied as she pointed to Jubileena as to say 'what she said'. "That's where Jubileena found me." She climbed out of the bed. "After that, Jubileena showed me places all around Sugar Rush. I really liked the Candy Corn Fields. Jubileena helped me make friends with Skittles."

Candlehead tilted her head curiously. "Skittles? The uni-candy-corn?"

"Uh huh," Jubileena added. "I saw that Agnes had her unicorn toy so I figured she must like unicorns and I thought she would like to meet him." Shaking her head, Jubileena got back on track. Back to business. "What are we going to do? Ralph is looking for you. Your sister is looking for you." Jubileena said to Agnes.

Agnes looked like she was worried. "We can't let Ralph find me. He's a bad guy. What if he crushes me?" Ralph was so big and she was so small. He could easily crush her.

Jubileena waved off the worry. All of the racers met Ralph. They knew who he really was. "Agnes, you don't have to worry about Ralph. He's really not a bad guy."

"If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't have a game anymore." Candlehead added. Jubileena elbowed her in the stomach. "Ow! Jubileena!"

"Not one word about the cy-bug attack." Jubileena whispered to Candlehead. She wasn't sure if Agnes knew about the cy-bug attack and if she didn't, she didn't want to scare the little girl.

"Ralph saved your game?" Agnes asked curiously. She thought bad guys were bad so a bad guy saving a game was really surprising to her.

"Yep," Jubileena responded. "But that's a story for another time. So don't worry about it."

"Okay," Agnes agreed.

Candlehead jumped back into the conversation and was actually back on topic. "Anyway, what do we do about Ralph? Vanellope said that Agnes's sister was looking for her and if we found Agnes that we should tell her or Ralph as soon as possible."

Jubileena thought for a moment. "Well, we don't have a clue about what Ralph and Vanellope are doing tonight so they could be anywhere in the arcade. But we should be able to find Vanellope in the castle in the morning."

"That's a great idea, if we get up early enough, we can talk to Vanellope before we have to go play." Candlehead added.

Agnes's eyes brightened. "I get to meet Vanellope?" She had always wanted to meet her favorite racer in the game. While she had been in Sugar Rush, she was wondering when she would meet Vanellope face-to-face.

"Yep, isn't it great?" Jubileena answered.

Candlehead started for the door to go to her bedroom. "I'm going to go set my alarm clock before I forget."

"Okay," Jubileena replied. "Hey, can I watch your t.v.? I don't want to miss watching Tyler and Lindsay's romantic date in Paris."

"Sure, go ahead." Candlehead responded from her room. Jubileena turned to Agnes.

"Want to watch a cartoon with me?" Jubileena asked Agnes.

"Sure!" The two of them then went and planted themselves on Candlehead's couch to watch television.

^With Ralph and Vanellope^

"Hahaha! You see that wipeout?" Vanellope asked Ralph while clutching her stomach from laughter.

Ralph wiped a tear from his eye. "Yeah, no one can ever get across that platform." He laughed a little before a thought came to him. "Do you think anyone has found Margo's sister?"

"Nah," Vanellope replied. "Sugar Rush is a big place. It could be a while before someone finds her."

"Really because Sour Bill said he saw her at the race." Ralph wondered.

Vanellope paused the television to shoot Ralph a curious look. "Seriously?"

"Yeah, I had to help Margo so I went around the track looking for her but I didn't see her anywhere." Ralph explained.

"Either she was there and she was hiding or she wasn't there period and Sour Bill just thought someone looked like her." Vanellope thought.

"How would Sour Bill even know what she looks like? Margo only told me that she wore overalls and that she carried around a unicorn toy." Ralph reasoned.

"How the heck should I know what happened? I was racing, remember." Vanellope said.

"I know, I was just saying that Sour Bill may not have known what she looked like." Ralph responded.

"Oh okay," Vanellope got out of her seat. "Want some popcorn to go with the laughs?"

"Sure," Ralph answered.

"Small, medium, large, or extra large?" She asked.

"Extra large, thanks!" Ralph replied.

"Okay, Donkey Kong's hairless cousin, don't start it up again without me." Vanellope skipped off to go retrieve popcorn from the castle kitchen.

"Alright, Boss Butterfingers." Ralph playfully teased.

^Fix-It Felix Jr.^

Margo sighed in gloominess. Edith was nowhere in sight in Pokémon Battle Park and there were plenty of battle fields occupied by battles and spectators. Even though it had taken two hours to search all over the game, she wasn't in any mood to sleep. Ralph hadn't returned yet so she was just sitting on his front stoop, tossing little pebbles into the grass. Then heavy footsteps approached.

Margo looked up at the owner of the footsteps. "Hey, Margo, you okay?" Ralph asked, a concerned expression on his face.

She looked down to the ground. "Ralph, I've been to five games and I haven't found Edith or Agnes anywhere. At this rate, I'm never going to find them." Margo couldn't bear to think what would happen if Edith or Agnes got into danger. If only those Koopalings hadn't almost trampled them then they would still be together. She couldn't lose them.

Ralph saw how much she was hurting. He knew what that was like. If he lost Vanellope, Felix, or even Calhoun, he would be miserable too. He couldn't let Margo feel this bad, not when there was a chance her sisters were still out there. "Margo, it's not going to help thinking thoughts like that. You have to stay positive."

"Give me some good news and maybe I will be positive." Margo mumbled.

"Then I have good news for you. Vanellope made the announcement to Sugar Rush about Agnes and Sour Bill said he saw her at the Random Roster Race." Ralph told her.

Somebody saw Agnes in Sugar Rush? She knew Agnes would be there and now she had confirmation. Margo sighed in relief. "Thanks Ralph, at least I know where one of my sisters is." She looked down at the ground again. "But it doesn't make me feel better all that much. I promised my parents that I would keep them out of trouble."

Wow, she really needs some cheering up. Ralph thought. "Maybe a good night's sleep will help. You've had a long day." Margo pushed her glasses back up against the bridge of her nose and looked up at Ralph.

"If I thought a good night's sleep would help, do you think I would still be up right now and sitting out here on your porch?" She asked rhetorically, gesturing to the front stoop as she did so.

Ralph nodded in agreement. "I guess you have a point there." Okay, he needed a new idea. The large wrecker looked around Niceland, looking for something to give him inspiration. His eyes darted from Felix and Calhoun's apartment to Mary's apartment in the apartment building to the dump and then to the top of the apartment building. The roof! That gives me an idea. "How do you feel about moving?" A small grin formed on his face.

"Not if it won't make me feel better." She responded, her eyes looking down at her shoes.

"Then you're moving." Ralph declared, scooping the eldest sister up and placing her on his shoulder where Vanellope usually sits. He began to make his way down East Niceland's street to the apartment building.

"Ralph!" Margo cried in surprise. Not wanting to lose her balance, instinctively gripped her hands around Ralph's neck. "Where are we going?"

"We are getting the best view in the game." Ralph said as they approached the side of the building. Locking his fingers on the little ridges of the building, he began his climb. "Hold on tight."

For fear of falling, Margo gripped on tighter to Ralph's neck. "Ralph, this is insane!" She panicked.

"Don't worry, I've been climbing this building for thirty-one years. I know what I'm doing." Ralph assured her, almost boasting how easy it is for him to climb the building.

Margo rolled her eyes as Ralph ascended. "Yeah, that's supposed to make me feel better. I think I prefer your front porch." She responded somewhat sarcastically.

Ralph laughed a little. "You won't be thinking that for long."

No less than two minutes later, Ralph and Margo reached the top of the building. All there was at the top of the building was a built in pool, some lawn chairs, beach umbrellas, and a door leading down into the building.

As Margo took in her surroundings, she raised an eyebrow in cynicism. "A pool? That's supposed to make me feel better. Ralph, if you haven't noticed, I'm not in the right clothes for swimming." She took a moment to look at Ralph's red overalls. "And neither are you, unless you like soggy overalls."

Ralph shook his head, inwardly laughing. She has as much wit as Vanellope does. "That's not it. Close your eyes,"

Suspicious of what Ralph had going on in his head, Margo narrowed her eyes at him. "What are you going to do?" If he was going to toss her in the pool when her eyes were closed then he was going to get it.

"Just trust me," She was as hard to convince as Vanellope was too. Deciding to trust Ralph, Margo closed her eyes but refused to let go of his neck. Moving to the edge of the roof, Ralph stopped when he reached the spot where Felix was at the end of each game. Gently, he pried Margo off his shoulder and set her on her feet. "Okay, now you can open them."

Hesitantly, Margo slowly opened her eyes. When she opened her eyes completely, she was shocked at the sight before her. She was staring at the console's screen, except she was in the game and not on the player side. From here, she could see the front door of the arcade. The thought of seeing the front door didn't make her feel bad at all. The sight of the arcade like this was actually nice. It wasn't just nice. It was beautiful. Shifting her gaze from the door, she moved her gaze to the other games in range of the screen's view. To her right, she could see Dance Dance Revolution, Burger Time, Sonic Heroes, and New Super Mario Bros. Wii. On her left, she could see Sugar Rush, Tapper's, Pokémon Battle Park, and Street Fighter. Margo had to admit, Mr. Litwak had definitely picked a good spot for Fix-It Felix Jr. to be placed.

"What do you think?" Ralph asked. He saw Margo's face brighten up after she opened her eyes and that made him proud of himself. Somehow, he knew that bringing her up here would work.

"It's amazing!" Margo excitedly answered. "I never knew the arcade looked like this from this view. It's incredible. You can almost see the entire arcade from here."

"Yeah and as strange as it is, this is why my favorite part of the day is being thrown off the roof. You know, at the end of the game when Felix wins." Ralph explained. Margo tore her eyes away from Ralph and looked at him curiously.

"I know what you're talking about. And really? Being thrown off the building is your favorite part. I'd hate to see what your worst favorite part is." Margo replied, turning back to look at the screen.

Ralph chuckled. "Hey, you don't even know why it's my favorite part. So don't knock it."

Margo looked back at him, a sarcastic smile on her face. "Oh really, then tell me. Why is it your favorite part of the game?"

The large wrecker smiled and drew a deep breath. He always liked telling his friends about this particular thing. Sitting down so his large feet hung over the edge of the building, Ralph began his tale. "The reason that I like being thrown off the building is Vanellope."

Huh? Margo wondered. Why was Vanellope so important to him? "Vanellope? The same Vanellope that gave out the announcement in Sugar Rush?" Carefully, Margo joined Ralph in sitting down on the edge of the roof.

"That's right," Ralph continued. "For thirty-one years, I've been the bad guy of my game. For thirty of those years, outside of the game, the other characters of my game only saw me as a bad guy. They never took a chance to try and get to know the real me. Except Felix, he was willing to try and be my friend."

"So what happened the one year?" Margo interjected. "The one year where they didn't see you as a bad guy?"

Ralph drew another deep breath. This was where it got tough. "That one year was last year. Last year was when it all changed. It was the game's thirtieth anniversary and I was tired of being just the bad guy. I wanted to prove to everyone that I could be a hero. So I game jumped to try and win a medal." Margo was listening closely now. Ralph dug deeper and explained how he wound up in Sugar Rush, met Vanellope, and how Vanellope changed his life. His story finished with Ralph saying how his life had been better ever since then.

Unknowingly, Margo's eyes started to water. She had not heard such a wonderful story before.

"Margo, your eyes are watering again." Ralph pointed out.

Now Margo noticed them and took her glasses off to rub her eyes. "That was a really nice story, Ralph." Putting her glasses back on, Margo got a good look at Ralph's eyes. They looked amazing. They looked just like… like… his. Look away, Margo! Before you start to bring back memories. She quickly looked away from Ralph and scrunched her eyes shut, not wanting to look at Ralph.

"Margo?" Ralph asked. She was happy a minute ago. What happened? "Are you okay? What's wrong? If it was my story, I'm sorry if it made you feel bad again." He knew how to comfort Vanellope but he didn't know how to comfort Margo.

Still looking away, Margo responded. "I'm fine, Ralph. Your story didn't make me feel bad. I just really noticed your eyes."

Okay, now she had him completely lost. What was the matter with his eyes? It's not like he can change them. "My eyes?"

"Yeah," Margo confirmed.

"What's wrong with my eyes?" Ralph asked. "What's so bad about them that they made you feel bad?"

"They didn't make me feel bad, Ralph." Margo stated. "They just reminded me of the eyes of someone else."

"Whose?" Ralph wondered.

"My," She struggled to bring it up but she knew she had to give him an answer. "My dad's. Your eyes reminded me of my dad's."

"Your dad's?" Ralph knew some gamers came to the arcade with their parents. She had been in the arcade world for what? Two days? Three days? Did she miss her father? Did she miss her parents?

"Yep," Margo answered, telling him he had heard right. "My dad has brown eyes just like yours."

So he had been right. She missed him. Her parents probably missed her and her sisters too. "You miss your parents, don't you?"

Finally, Margo turned to look at him. Well, she had done a half turn so she had one eye looking in his direction. "More than you know, Ralph."

"What's your dad like?" Ralph asked curiously.

"He's strong, funny, caring, and cool. That's what I always saw in his eyes. That's what I saw in yours." Margo explained.

"Really?" Ralph wondered. Margo could tell all of that just by his eyes. "Thanks," He'll take that compliment.

Marg smiled a little. "You're welcome." Getting back on her feet, she edged away from the side of the building. "Now can we get down? I think I can sleep now. I'm not stressed out anymore."

Ralph smiled and got up too. "Sure!" He helped Margo back up onto his shoulder. "And don't worry about your sisters so much. Everybody in the arcade is a good person. They'll help your sisters if they need it. Just have a little fun too, who knows if you'll come back to this side of the screen ever again after you leave."

Any trace of worry Margo had that night vanished. She felt a lot better than she did an hour ago. "Thank you, I'll keep it in mind." Margo said. Ralph took her back down to the ground and after exchanging a couple of 'good nights', they both retreated to their beds. Tonight, instead of worrying about her sisters, Margo actually had nice dreams.

^Tuesday^

Okay, now Miss Hattie was annoyed. The girls didn't come back on Saturday, then they didn't come back Sunday or yesterday either. Those girls needed to be back by Friday so they could go and deliver the cookies that customers had ordered. She didn't really care about those girls but she did care about selling cookies and if an inspection came up and the girls became part of the problem with it then there would be problems. Those girls were getting extra long box of shame time when they got back.

^Street Fighter^

Edith woke up and stretched out her arms. She yawned. When she woke up in the middle of the night last night in Frogger, she had climbed down her tree and returned to Street Fighter when the least amount of people were wandering around Game Central Station. Her plan worked as far as she knew. The only thing that didn't help her plan was the Surge Protector. She had met him last night when she left Frogger. For the one minute she talked to him, she instantly grew a dislike for him. A nosy, blue security guard, that's all he was. He could have blown her sneaking around. What if Margo was around when that happened? Then she would be dragged back to her world and back to Miss Hattie's.

After she got out of her makeshift bed, she went outside of her fort to get some breakfast. She was sure that there were cereal bars in the same vending machine that held her apple juice that she got the other day. Once she retrieved her breakfast, she got down to planning her day. Before she left for Frogger yesterday, Edith had been working on a defense system for her fort. It was a simple but fun defense system. The defense system involved slingshots and water balloons in each room of the fort, ready for use at any moment of intrusion. Making a slingshot was easy and the alley contained a lot of stuff that could be used for constructing such weapons. There was only water balloons left to find and load.

"Okay, time to make the best fort defense ever! What I wouldn't give to use this stuff on Miss Hattie!" Edith thought to herself. She did use water balloons on Miss Hattie two years ago but she was caught and had to wash every bathroom in the orphanage that day. Luckily, Margo was there to help her. Agnes was too young two years ago to help with that. "Water balloons, slingshots, it's been far too long. I'm back!" Edith was all too pleased to be working with this stuff again.

^Sugar Rush^

To be truthful, Agnes was both excited and scared at the same time. Today, she was finally going to meet Vanellope as she had wanted for the last year. She didn't really mind King Candy all that much so Vanellope appearing on the roster instead of him didn't really throw her for a loop. Still, when Margo and Edith first pointed Vanellope out to her, she was curious about her and had selected her as her racer. As the race went on, Agnes grew to like Vanellope a lot, especially when Vanellope's special ability got her ahead of Edith.

Currently, Agnes and Fluffer were riding with Candlehead in the Ice Screamer to where Vanellope lived. As the Presidential Castle came into view, Agnes was awestruck. This was the first time Agnes was going to a castle. On the ride over, Agnes had to duck down so nobody saw her. Now it was just her, Fluffer, Candlehead, and Jubileena as they rode up the road leading to the castle.

Jubileena went ahead to get the Oreos to let them in and she made them swear not to say anything about Agnes to anybody. The cherry pie racer told them that she and Candlehead found the little girl and were taking her to Vanellope.

As the three girls walked through the castle to Vanellope's throne room, Agnes took in the sight of the interior of the castle. What Agnes didn't know was that the castle used to be pink or as King Candy had claimed 'salmon'. When Vanellope returned to her rightful place as ruler of Sugar Rush, she quickly showed her distaste for King Candy's decorating and ordered the castle staff to make it over with a teal green color scheme similar to her hoodie. Now King Candy's portraits had been replaced by portraits of Vanellope, some portraits including Ralph, even Felix and Calhoun.

Soon the girls arrived at the would-be throne room, where Vanellope had asked to meet them once she got the message that they wanted to see her. During Vanellope's redecoration of the castle, she even had the throne be adjusted so she could back the Candy Kart into it just as King Candy had done with the Royal Racer. The young president herself was already waiting there, sitting in the driver's seat of her kart, experimenting with her steering wheel to pass the time.

"Hi, Vanellope!" Candlehead greeted out of the blue, taking Agnes, Jubileena, and Vanellope by surprise. Vanellope looked up from her steering wheel, turning it back to its original straight position. With a glitch, Vanellope flashed onto the hood of the Candy Kart and hopped onto the floor.

"Hey, Candlehead!" Vanellope greeted back and turned to Jubileena. "Morning, Jubileena!" Then Vanellope looked at Agnes, who was on Candlehead's right. "You must be Agnes. Ralph told me that he and your sister suspected you would be in Sugar Rush." Agnes's mood brightened. When they had arrived, Agnes wasn't sure how Vanellope would react to her but it was off to a good start. "You a Sugar Rush fan?" Vanellope asked, almost boasting that her game was the little girl's favorite.

Agnes nodded her head in response. "Yep, Sugar Rush is my most favorite game in the arcade." Then she held Fluffer out for Vanellope to see. "This is Fluffer, he's my unicorn."

"Well then, welcome to Sugar Rush!" Vanellope spread her arms out in enthusiasm as she officially welcomed Agnes into her kingdom. After bringing her arms back down, Vanellope raised her eyebrows curiously. "So what are you doing in Sugar Rush anyway? You do know your sister is looking for you right?"

"I didn't mean to get lost. It's Bowser's kids' faults. They made us get separated." Agnes answered hastily. Agnes never really was one for getting in trouble. The only person she ever really got in trouble with was Miss Hattie, and Miss Hattie scared her a lot. If she got in trouble with her favorite racer, she wouldn't be able to live with that kind of guilt.

"Don't worry, you're not in trouble, I promise." Vanellope responded, assuring her fan not to be scared. Agnes, Candlehead, and Jubileena simultaneously let out breaths of relief.

"So what do we do now, Vanellope?" asked Candlehead. "Yesterday while we were racing, Agnes went out exploring around Sugar Rush. The gamers could have seen her."

Vanellope looked at Agnes, quirking an eyebrow at her. "You were out on the tracks during arcade hours?" Agnes looked a little sheepish.

She shifted Fluffer in her arms, uncomfortable and embarrassed. "Yes," Agnes answered. Vanellope groaned and slapped her forehead. "I only crossed two or three. Most of the time I was in Diet Cola Mountain." She added.

Vanellope pulled her hand that was on her forehead down her face. "Agnes, you shouldn't do that. What if there was a race going on? What if a gamer had chosen the track you were on and you were in the middle of the race? The gamers would think there was a glitch in the game."

Agnes looked down in shame. "Sorry…" she mumbled. Vanellope saw this and brightened up a little.

"It's okay. What matters is none of the gamers saw you and you're safe. That's all there is to it." Said Vanellope as she walked over to Agnes and patted her shoulder. Agnes smiled and so did Candlehead and Jubileena. "Anyway, for once Candlehead has a point. You need to stay indoors so the gamers don't see you. Not to mention we can't have you wandering through my castle, touching everything you see." Vanellope thought for a moment. Then her head perked up with an idea. "Sour Bill!" She called. Moments later, the green gumball servant arrived in the room.

"Yes, Madam President," droned Sour Bill. It was then he noticed the three visitors and he especially noticed Agnes. "You!" he cried. Agnes blinked with curiosity. "You were at the Random Roster Race. You're the little girl that was reported in the announcement." For a moment, Sour Bill blinked as his eyes darted between Vanellope and Agnes. "Woah," he started. "The likeness is very surprising." All four girls in the room blinked. What was he talking about? "Madam President, you and she look very similar." Sour Bill pointed from Vanellope to Agnes and back. All four girls looked at Vanellope and Agnes and they finally noticed it.

Vanellope had hazel eyes and Agnes had brown eyes, yet their eyes looked almost the same. They had the same little nose, the same black hair, and they almost had the same exact hairstyle. Their hairstyle would be the same if not for Vanellope's licorice tying her hairpin-turn ponytail up and Agnes had a red scrunchie holding her hair up in a point. One could almost say they were sisters.

"Oh my gobstopper! You do look alike!" squealed Jubileena. Candlehead knew they looked like each other but she couldn't really figure it out.

"Wait, I'm confused. Does Vanellope look like Agnes or does Agnes look like Vanellope?" asked Candlehead. Her question went ignored as Vanellope snapped out of her trance.

"Hey, let's get back on course here." Suggested Vanellope. "Sour Bill, you're in charge of watching Agnes here," She declared, gesturing to the little girl. "Make sure she stays in the castle, away from the race tracks. Also, make sure she doesn't break anything."

Sour Bill bowed. "Yes, your presidency." Sour Bill replied.

Vanellope nodded. "Good," The president looked up at the peppermint clock in the room. She had better gather up the racers and get to the roster.

"But I want to watch the races." Agnes whined. She really wanted to see how the game worked during arcade hours. That and she didn't want to be cooped up all day with nothing to do. Vanellope considered this. How could Agnes watch the races without being seen by the gamers? Think, Vanellope, think! Wait a minute! The televisions in Sugar Rush all had a channel that allowed them to watch the races in their console. That could work!

"I've got it!" said Vanellope. "Every t.v. in Sugar Rush has a channel that lets you watch the races. You can watch them in the media room."

"Really?" Agnes couldn't believe it, her favorite racer was letting her use a room in her castle.

"Yep!" confirmed Vanellope. "Sour Bill, direct our guest to the media room. We'll talk about Agnes's situation later. Candlehead, Jubileena, let's get to the roster." Vanellope ordered as she jumped into the Candy Kart. Sour Bill pulled Agnes off to the side and Vanellope turned the Candy Kart on. With a little burst of energy, the Candy Kart rolled off the throne to where Jubileena and Candlehead were standing. Vanellope stopped the kart so the two racers could hop on to join her. Once the racers were on the back of the kart, Vanellope applied gas to the kart and it zipped off to the entrance of the castle so Candlehead and Jubileena could get their karts.

After a moment of awkward silence, Sour Bill groaned. "Follow me…" he dryly ordered. He began to walk out of the throne room. Soon, Agnes followed. The arcade wouldn't be open for another half an hour so Sour Bill had to stall for time. During the wait, Sour Bill decided to take the long way to the media room by giving Agnes a little tour. "This is Racer Hall. It holds tribute to all of Sugar Rush's racers." Sour Bill informed as he led Agnes through a hallway that had portraits of the racers doing their signature roster poses and their karts. Below the portraits were the biographies of the racers that were written in their codes, minus Vanellope's, which the ruler wrote herself since her coded biography didn't really fit her anymore. As they walked through, Agnes noticed the portrait of King Candy and the Royal Racer. This made Agnes wonder. What happened to King Candy? If he was a king, shouldn't he be living in the castle?

"Mister Sour," squeaked Agnes, afraid to break the silence. "What happened to King Candy?" Sour Bill faltered and stopped in his tracks. The mere mention of King Candy was painful for him. For fifteen years, Sour Bill had served King Candy, knowing of the king's evil secrets, being forced to hold his tongue. Even though Sour Bill knew he should be happy that the king wasn't in power anymore, it still hurt. King Candy was the closest being to a friend he had, the next best being Wynchel and Duncan but those guys were bumbling donut cops.

"Don't ask," Sour Bill responded. "Don't ask about him." He knew that King Candy's portrait should have been taken out of this hallway but no, Vanellope said that everyone needed that as a reminder of his evil ploy and what he had done to damage the game.

Agnes could tell that Sour Bill was having a hard time answering her question. Had she said something she shouldn't have? Did she hurt his feelings? Agnes frowned in sadness. "I'm sorry, Mister Sour." She apologized. "I didn't mean to make you sad."

Sour Bill threw a glance back at her. Her apology was sincere and besides, she wasn't from this game. She might not have heard about the whole incident. Turning back to the path ahead, he replied to her. "It's not your fault. You don't know about King Candy." He continued on to the media room. Before moving on, Agnes stopped to look at the hallway once more. It was a really nice hallway. The portraits made the racers look amazing and important. In that moment, Agnes wished she could be part of it. She could already see it, her portrait hanging on a section of the hall's wall. A big smile on her face as she did her own roster pose. She couldn't imagine her own kart just yet and she didn't know what her biography would say. Looking back at Sour Bill, she saw he was getting further ahead of her and quickly paced after him to catch up.

As they continued, they came across a rather large and wide door. "That's the presidential Garage. It's where the president works on her kart when the arcade is closed." Sour Bill told Agnes. Agnes stopped while Sour Bill continued to walk. Rather curious as to what a garage looked like since she couldn't remember ever being in one, Agnes pushed the door open. The room was dark so Agnes felt around for a light switch. After a little bit of reaching around, Agnes found a switch and the garage lights flickered on. Agnes gasped in surprise. The garage was a rather large room, almost as large as the throne room. Tools and kart parts were everywhere all over the floor. Neither of those facts were what surprised Agnes. What really surprised her was off to a side of the large room were two karts. One was the Royal Racer, the kart that was driven by King Candy, and the other was the Likkity Split, the kart that was previously destroyed by the other racers when they bullied Vanellope.

In the year that Vanellope had been president, Vanellope and the other racers had found the Royal Racer crashed deeply off to the side of the final stretch of the Royal Raceway track. It took a little code investigation but Vanellope discovered it was supposed to belong to her. However, she had chosen the Candy Kart over it and decided to keep the royal kart as a spare. As for the Likkity Split, Vanellope had chosen to rebuild the kart as a side project for when she had nothing to do. With all the extra gear she had on hand now, Vanellope was able to improve the kart's quality. Instead of a bunch of random cookies from the junkyard acting as tires, there were golden Oreo cookies, two smaller ones in front and two bigger ones in back like a standard Sugar Rush kart. Now instead of the kart being pedal-powered, Vanellope was able to put in an actual engine so the kart could zip around like a normal kart.

The Likkity Split really caught Agnes's attention. The Royal Racer didn't since it belonged to King Candy and it looked weird with the bigger wheels in front. From what Agnes could judge, the Likkity Split looked about her size and the multiple colors were really pretty.

"Ma'am, where did you go?" called Sour Bill. Soon the green gumball babysitter appeared in the doorway, wide-eyed. "What are you doing in here?" Agnes looked up from the Likkity Split.

"I just wanted to see what a garage looked like." Replied Agnes. She pointed to the two karts. "What's King Candy's kart and this other one doing here?" Sour Bill walked into the garage.

"This is a garage, this is where karts go." Sour Bill explained. He reached over and grabbed Agnes's hand. "Now let's go, the arcade is almost going to open." As Sour Bill pulled Agnes out of the garage, she didn't take her eyes off the Likkity Split until it disappeared behind the wall.