When she reached the castle and opened the big double doors, pushing her way into the sea foam green main room only to find that it was not the princess's favorite color. It was pink. Many shades of pink.

"What's going on?" Lorain asks herself, looking around the room.

"Whatever do you mean?" A voice asked from behind her.

Lorain turned to the throne and saw King Candy sitting in his race car. His crown sitting on the top of his bald head.

Licorice-Twist glared at him, "What did you do with Vanellope? What happened to the castle? Why can't the other racer's remember the princess?!"

"My goodness," King Candy chuckles, hopping out of his car-throne with a ping, "What seems to be the problem, Lorain?"

"You're my problem, you little cavity!" Lorain snaps, marching over to King Candy who was quite a few inches shorter than she was. When she got over to him she poked him hard in the chest with her finger, "What did you do to Vanellope's game?!"

King Candy didn't seem fazed as he smiled at the girl, "I believe you mean my game, my dear."

"No. I meant her game!" Lorain hissed, stomping her foot.

"Quite the temper you got there," King Candy smirked at her.

"Where is she?!"

She was losing her patience with this man.

"Ask nicely," King Candy smiled sweetly at her.

Lorain glared at him, eyes narrowing in pure rage, "I will do no such thing! You will fudging tell me right now!"

"Language my dear," King Candy was his finger disapprovingly.

"I don't give a fudge!"

Lorain growled, grabbing King Candy's collar and lifting him off the ground and up to her height. His feet dangling half a foot off the ground, his eyes wide in fright.

"Now tell me where the princess is, or so help me, I will beat the Figgie-pudding out of you!" She was beyond enraged at this point. She was so mad her face was turning bright red.

His voice was shaky but he didn't show the fear he felt, "I-I hate to break it to you but there is no princess. Just m-me. King Candy! Hoo hoo! Guards!"

Not seconds after his fearful cry, two policemen came into the room. One was an éclair and the other was a doughnut. Both of them looked at King Candy as Lorain held him up by his collar.

The éclair pointed at them, "King Candy's in trouble!"

"What? You guys are under his spell too? What's wrong with you guys?" Lorain whined, shaking King Candy, making the bells on his shoes jingle violently.

"Get her!" The doughnut cried.

Lorain was stunned for half a second before she threw King Candy at the policemen that were coming to attack her. They all landed in a pile on the floor so Lorain took this as a chance to make a break away. She darted out of Vanellope's castle and headed down towards the race track.

She noticed a group of cars at the starting line but then suddenly there was a clicking sound of metal sliding against metal.

'Quarter Alert!' The announcer for the game called out.

"Wait!" Lorain screamed after the kids.

They all vanished with their cars in a flash of blue pixels. Lorain screamed in rage, running as fast as she could, hoping to get away from the fatty pastries they called police officers.

"Get her!" King Candy's lispy voice echoed across the candy kingdom.

Lorain dared to look over her shoulder to see the police gaining speed as they ran after her.

She suddenly felt her feet get knocked out from under her and she lands face first onto the cocoa track. She pounds her fists into the ground, "Mother Hubbert that hurt!"

She rolled onto her back and looked down to see Sour Bill on the ground completely dazed.

"Bill!" She grabbed the warhead into her arms and scrambled to her feet, "What's happening? Where's Vanellope? You're her assistant! You should know!"

Sour Bill looked frightened, "I-I don't know what you're talking about! I work for the King! King Candy!"

Lorain dropped to her knees, her head pounding. She was so confused! Where was Vanellope? Where did King Candy come from? Why was she the only one that seemed to remember the rightful ruler of Sugar Rush?

Both of her arms were grabbed and she was hauled back to the castle. She just lay there limply, not even bothering to put up a fight. She didn't fight when they took her down into the Fungeon. She didn't fight when they locked her away in one of the darkest cells. She knew she would be fine. Vanellope would come and save her when she found out what was happening. Vanellope would help her. She was the princess. She would help her.

Lorain's eyes stared blankly at the colorless walls of the Fungeon. Her voice came out in a soft whisper of a fearful cry.

"…Help me…"

She didn't know who she was calling out to. She didn't know who would even hear her. The only thing she knew was that someone would save her.

Someone would save her.

Someone…

But who would look for her when all the racers were stuck under King Candy's trance?

Lorain chuckled darkly at her pointless thoughts before he answered her own question.

"No one."