Sleeping well was something Tamora Jean Calhoun was no longer used to, or the fact of getting more then a couple hours of sleep was a gift that had been given only twice now. When she had awoken from a state of none dreaming but only darkness, she had yet to open her eyes. Reaching out for her daughter on the right side of the king sized bed. Not feeling Vanellope at all on the bed Calhoun immeditly became paniced. Her eyes shot open and she stood up immediatly and ran to the do. Right when she was reaching to turn the knobe of her bedroom door, the knobe started to move and the door to open.

"He- Woah. Um hey mom. I made you breakfast" Said Vanellope a litte startled at the fact her mother was on the side of the door when she would have thought she would still be in bed.

Vanellope was balancing a 15 pancake tower under two glass plates, with syrup and whip cream on the sides of the wooden tray. Also having two cups full of orange juice that were about to spill since they were filled all the way up to the brim.

"Thanks squirt." Said calhoun smiling "Here let me take that for you so you dont drop it and ruin the carpets."

"Ugh fine, you never let me do anything."

"Sure I do. Im letting you go to see dad's grave aren't I?"

"Yeah I guess so." Sticking her tongue out at her mom.

They ate together on the bed laughing at eachothers jokes and having a great time. Calhoun was surprised that even though Vanellope was not from her and Felix she half of his qualities and half of hers. She had Felix's cheery well mannered attitude, was very funny and she always had a hint of the honey glows on her cheeks like he did. Having her demanding and protective instincts, aggressiveness at being the best or winning and her gentleness that only was shown to the people she truley cared about, though she always showed to be as hard as a rock on the outside. It was a match made in heaven that this little girl could be exactly like her and Felix.

"Are you done there half-pint?"

"Yeah, I'll take the dishes down though. You get ready."

"Don't you need to get ready to?"

"I want to wear dads shirt so all I need to do is put on some regular pants and I'll be ready to go."

"Okay."

With that the little on exited the bedroom with less things to spill this time. Now what did Calhoun want to wear. Maybe a dark blue tank top with black jeans and a black leather jacket. The dark blue would compliment her eyes, and Felix's loved her eyes.

"Okay I'm done. Here are your pants."

"Thanks." Stripping right there in front of Calhoun not caring since they were now a family, she got dressed in about 5 secs. "I'm kinda scared to go."

"Why is that?"

"I dont like seeing you hurt."

"It will be okay. I have you now and thats all that matters."

Calhoun took vanellopes hand and pulled her up on her shoulders. So Vanellope could feel tall, as tall as Ralph to be exact. She wanted her daughter to be the happiest person in the world and even if she was sad. She knew Vanellope could cheer her up right away, just like her father used too.

Entering Sugar Rush's gate Vanellope glitched around happy to be back of course to her home. Clahoun how ever felt the hole in her chest grow bigger and bigger every step she took on the sugar coated arinbow walkway. Forgeting the hole right when her daughter came up to her with the biggest smile and gave her a candy rose.

"There aren't enough roses in Sugar Rush to show you how much I love you, but I'm going to spend the rest of m life showing you how much you really mean to me. Even if you aren't my biological mother, you are my mother in my heart and thats all that matters."

"I-I-I dont know what to say Vanellope. That was one of the sweetest thing I have ever heard. You sound just like your father." Calhoun started to tear up at what her adopted duaghter had just said. "I love you" Vanellope jumped up in the tall lean soliders arms and hugged are as tight as she could. That was when Calhoun learned Vanellope was strong like her but not strong enough to hurt her or make her loose breath at this hug. But she was strong and thats what had her love her more.

"Ready to go?"

"Yep! Can we take the cruiser?"

"Of course! That's my specialty." Grinning she pulls out her cruiser and opens in. Knowing the timing of the board she hops on top of it while it opens up. Landing with her feet on the dark grey metal with slight divits that glow a luxurious and beaming scarlet. "Get on sweetie."

"Well i was going to ask if i could drive it for 5 minutes and then the rest of the way you could drive it. If that is okay, I don't want to get in trouble. Or crash it."

"That's fine but only 5 minutes."

"Sweet mother of monkey milk yes! It's been my dream to drive this thing."

Calhoun stepped back to give the munchkin some room to drive. Right away Vanellope crashed in the ground.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't do this anymore"

"It's fine Vanellope, I'm not hurt. Are you hurt?" Laughing, since expecting her to be bad at driving.

"No I'm fine, just bleeding alittle."

"Where! Show me now."

"Mom I'm fine dont't freak out. It's just on my elbow all I need is a band aid." Pulling a bandaid out of her pocket. The wrapper saying flexible and waterproof. Taking off the wrapper she hands to her mom, while turning her arm in an awkward poition so to see the scratch on her elbow clearer. Calhoun wraps the bandaid around the bleeding wound.

"There now this time I'll help you out."

"I can try again? You mean it?"

"Yeah" Calhoun giggled. "Get on"

Vanellope did alot better in the 4 minutes she had left, she didn't even need Calhoun's help. She was a natural at driving the cruiser just like her mother. So she let her drive the rest of the way to the hole where Felix died.

"Here we are. You ready for this vanalla bean?"

"You just keep coming of with great nick names! And I think I am."

Walking hand in hand to the dark endless hole, Calhoun stiffens but if brought back to normal at the touch of Vanellope's hand.

"Hey mom what is that?" Asks Vanellope pointing at something glissening in the sunset of the Sugar Rush atomosphere.

"I'm not sure. Stay here. I have my glidder so if anything happens I'll be okay."

Letting go of the girls hand, she slowly place her feet as she walks to the edge of the hole. Thanking mod that she was programmed with extreme stealthiness. Each step making the item come into better view. Her heart stopping ats she takes the last step. It can't be what she thinks it is, it just can't. Picking up the object, it's glowing gold shines in her hand. This can't be happening.

"Mom. What is it?"

"It's your father's hammer."