Hey! I sorta forgot to put the reference/joke explanation from chapter 4. Here's a hint since full lyrics are taboo:

Mocha Choca lata _ _ _

_ _Marmalade

Yup. Chai-LATA MARMA-MOCHA's name is from the song Lady Marmalade. Her kart name (which hasn't been mentioned) is from another 70's song which has also since been covered by another artist.

I'd like to first let you guys know that this started off as something that SHOULD have been a few chapters long at most. Like Winter's Dark Angel, it now has it's own folder and been moved out of my Plot Bunny Farm on my Drive. I have a viable plot that actually explains what up to this point has just been randomness, humor and a touch of WTF. Because of that, I missed a few opportunities for wordplay; this chapter title works with the pattern for this fic's chapter titles in my head but requires some thought (or just plain old knowledge of obscure crap) for others to get. We get back to Rocher and Gloyd; the conversation with Felix, TJ and Vanny; wedding plans and a bit more of Turbo. Not exactly in that order.

But, you know the drill. I do this for my own sense of continuity as well as helping the reader simply because the amount of new crap I introduced to the WIR universe.

Turbo did something more than locking away memories and trying to delete Vanellope but nobody is sure just what he did. So far, we know there's several racers locked away...inside the code of other racers. There's also actually one theme track for each racer; Sugar Rush Raceway is the first in the game so King Kooky couldn't do much to it. It also explains why Vanny is the only one with a power right up until the reset. Enter Travis, a strange gamer who unlocks several of the alters. But what he did causes game changes even when he isn't playing.

Each racer has a unique ability that up until now were only available as power ups during a race. All their powers have limits during a race (5 times before a 15 sec recharge as PC, 5 times then must pass a power up as NPC to recharge)) but are almost unlimited any other time. Also, the power ups are really forms of their powers King Candy took advantage of so he could use them in races while the kids were basically sitting ducks.

There's also something really wrong with Gloyd's powers that's made Vanellope seek the help of a character most of the arcade isn't too sweet on. Dorian Twillight is the good guy of Fallen Angel's Requiem but there are doubts that he's not secretly his game's villain. The fact that the RPG style game is massive, full of plot twists and no one seems to know how his game ends isn't helping that rumor. His in game girlfriend Heather Lightheart has a relationship with another character on off hours; the two are just friends.

Other Sugar Rush Racers are hiding something too..

Vanellope vonSchweetz- The Candy Kart

Power: Teleporting (glitching)- Vanellope needs to see her destination (by visualizing it or actually seeing it) or she could end up in a worse position; her power up is called SUGAR RUSH

Track: Sugar Rush Speedway

Alter: ?

Power: ?

Track: ?

Candlehead- The Ice Screamer

Power: Fire abilities- she becomes too hot for other racers to get near her; SWEET SEEKERS are the power up that contains her power as a weapon rather than defense

Track: Candlecane Lane

Alter: Cherriebomma- The Licorice Whip (a motorcycle)

Power: Creates explosions- they spring from kisses she blows; CHERRY BOMBS are her power up

Track: Twizzler Town Motor Speedway

Gloyd Orangeboar- The Kernel

Power: Chance (jinxes)- Gloyd's powers are very strange. The damage they cause is hard to fix; it may take several attempts to reset. He's terrified of his abilities but it's made worse by being activated by his emotions; JUST DESERTS is his power up

Track: ?

Alter: Applejack O'Lantern- Hershula

Power: Can swap places with anyone (or thing...)- Applejack can do this anywhere with in a game but it is limited to three racers behind or ahead of him while racing; TRICKY TREAT is his power up

Track: ?

Snowanna Rainbeau- FroCone

Power: Can phase through things; SUGAR SLIDE

Track: Rainbow Maze

Alter:? Chailata Marmamocha- ?

Power:

Track:

Swizzle Malarkey- The Tongue Twister

Power: Sonic Scream; LOLLI-BOOM is his power up

Track: ?
Alter: Astrotwinkle Starglazer- The Shooting Starburst

Power: Blinding flashes of light called Starbursters; He's the only one who's power up is the same as what he calls his power STARBURSTERS

Track: ?

Taffeyta Muttonfudge- Pink Lightening

Power: Elasticity: her power up is TAFFY PULL

Track: Shortcake Bluffs

Alter: Poproxie Cola- The Coke Bottlerocket

Power: Can alter the track to create liquid traps; her power up is SYRUP TRAP

Track: Old Fizziful

Crumbelina DiCaramello- The Tira Missle

Power: ?

Track: ?

Alter: ?

Power?

Track: ?

Rancis Fluggerbutter- The Kit Kart

Power: ?

Track: ?

Alter: Rocher du Reese- The Rocky Roadster

Power: Can alter the track to create obstacles- COOKIE CLUSTER is his power up

Track: ?

We also know that the racers with copies don't have alters because these so called recolors are partially locked racers with unnamed copy karts. Unlocking them restores their karts, powers and cheering section.

Minty Zaki- Veloci-Wrapper

Power-?

Track: ?

Torvald Batterbutter ?

Power: ?

Track: ?

Sticky Wipplesnit ?

Power: ?

Track: ?

Adorabeezle Winterpop- The Ice Rocket

Power: creates snow; ICE CREAM CANNON is her power up

Track: Iceerod Trail

Nougesta Brumblestain- Revberry Creamer (restored)

Power: Instant Ice; her power up is COOL WHIPPED

Track: ?

Jubileena Bing-Bing- The Cherriot

Power: ?

Track: ?

Citrusella Flugpucker- ?

Power: ?

Track: ?

Got it? Good. Let's go.

*GITC*

"Oh! You look so pretty!" Heather squealed.

"Really?" Chun Li examined herself in the mirror. "I'm gonna tip over from this head dress. And it feels like Dhalsim has his arm wrapped around my legs in this..."

"Well, at least it's lover boy's two favorite colors." Cammy smirked. "Red and gold."

"Hm...true."

The first lady of fighting stood in a dress shop modeling a gorgeous red and gold cheongsam. Atop her head, she wore a rather heavy gold ornament. With Heather and Cammy to help her choose, she was trying to pick out a wedding dress. This was the fifth store they'd been too in the last 3 days. Gamers never really noticed that buildings and such in the background actually had names or purposes. Especially if game play did not allow them to enter. At present, they were uptown in Vice City.

To be honest, she owed this all to Ralph and co. Life wasn't worth living if you weren't happy. The events of the last few weeks really opened the eyes of the game characters to the fact that their programmed labels didn't actually define them. They weren't just their job description.

Still, many were flabbergasted (and a touch weirded out) when M. Bison proposed to her. Basically, the guy who killed her father and ruled an international crime syndicate wanted her as his bride. And she said yes. Of course that confused people. Didn't your backstory define you? Bison wasn't a heartless evil monster...outside of work. He actually co-ordinated the Bad-Anon meetings with Cylde, making sure new bad guys knew the organization existed. He was also a really great cook. And liked to lay the violin as much as he loved to fight. Actually most of their game's villains were well known for their classical music skills. Though HOW Vega managed the harp with his blades on was a mystery in and of itself.

Finding out the two had been steadily dating for three years softened the news though. So did their reasons for being so secretive. Bison didn't want her to be ostracized. She had the life of a hero, adored and respected by other characters. Having their relationship out in the open would have been detrimental to her reputation. Despite her insistence that it didn't matter her boyfriend pointed out that he couldn't give a rat's ass how others saw him. But the possibly being blacklisted wouldn't be something she could get used to the way he did. With her social, caring nature it would crush her. And admitted that he simply could not deal with that. Then the second coming of Turbo had changed how many saw their existence beyond their coding. And emboldened them both to go public.

It also helped Heather. There was so much fear surrounding her game, or rather her co star. The shy brunette had been venturing out of her console for years but kept to herself mainly due to the strict lines dividing characters. The three of them had always been cordial to one another but now they were like the three musketeers. Even though she wasn't a fighter; just a regular sales clerk/blog writer. Cammy and Chun Li made her feel accepted, like she could do anything. In turn, she reminded them that they were fierce female fighters but female all the same. That bravado could sometimes take a backseat to just being one of the girls.

"How much for this one?" Cammy asked despite the glare of the asian woman.

"2500 credits." the clerk smiled. "I must say we don't get many requests for such a style,the material is a bit hard to code."

"Um, the waist is too loose but the hip and thigh area is snug." she frowned. "Other than that I love it."

"Girl those powerhouse legs of yours are meant to accentuated. We could try a variation on your fighting outfit, using this design. That's something you guys could code right?" Heather asked.

"Yes, but it will cost considerably more as it's custom made not a tailored off the rack dress."

"Oh that's fine. B doesn't care how much so long as I like it. Thanks for that idea Heather." Chun Li turned around a bit more despite her wobbling threatening to tear the dress. How exciting! Oh she had such big plans and so much to do. Trying to decide between the Cathedral in Hero's Duty, her own village, one of the temples or the Palace Courtyard from the Mortal Kombat Sagas ("Thank programmer there IS a day mode; I'd delete myself if all I ever saw were various shades of depressing" -Shang Tsung) for the ceremony. The beach in Waikiki Wipeout was lovely too. Then there was the guest list. Making sure nobody who couldn't hold their peace or took 'til death do us part' too literally would be in attendance happened to be a problem. Nothing she and her gal pals could work out right?

Without much thought, she scratched an itch along the hairline at the nape of her neck before undoing the head ceremonial head piece. Never noticing the faint red spider webbing mark developing there. Or the near identical one partially covered by the shop attendant's sleeve as she accepted the item back.

*GITC*

"Rocher?" The pumpkin racer wiped his face sniffling."How is it you keep finding me? Is it because of him? Applejack?"

Rocher crawled into the hollow of a tree to sit beside the crying boy. Touching his cheek, he smiled.

{It's because I can feel you. I can feel everyone} He sent through the touch. {I'm worried about you.} To say he spoke wouldn't be right. He conveyed emotions and feelings more than actual words like this.

"You're scared of me." Gloyd hiccuped.

{Not of you. FOR you. I can help you control it but you have to trust me.}

Sliding his hand up through Orangeboar's hair (his hat lay beside him), he put a finger over his lips before undoing his scarf.

"You're neck..." It had set of faint but noticeable bite marks on one side. Pale cheeks blushed. "Applejack really is a vampire. He drinks your blood?"

Nod.

"And...you want me to do it too?"

Nod.

"No. No way. That's gross! I am not drinking your blood dude. I know I'm kinda creepy but there is a line."

{Sigh. My code is more stable than yours. It will help you get a grip on your powers.}

"But doesn't that hurt hurt you?"

{It...stung at first. Then it feels funny but it doesn't hurt me. I get a little tired afterwards though.}

"I don't have fangs..." Why was he even entertaining this?!

Eying the smaller boy, Gloyd watched him take a small knife from his jacket. His heart stopped totally forgetting what they'd just been 'talking' about. He was gonna kill him? That's his idea of helping?!

{Calm down.} The blade moved quickly and brown eyes widened. The other racer's pale arm was bleeding.

"What the fudge?! Why would you do that?!"

{You just said it. Because you don't have fangs like AJ.}

Respawning was something that only happened with catastrophic or fatal injuries. Hence the need for a hospital near the castle. There'd been plenty of times when something stupid after hours resulted in a day of racing with a leg in a cast hidden by slightly larger pants or tapped up ribs under their shirt. Sometimes there were scars but the marred skin tended to gradually return to normal over time. Being genuinely sick didn't matter to King Kooky either; he still made them enter the roster race. Which often resulted in several of the next day's avatars hiding the fact that they were sneezy, stuffy, queasy or just plain miserable from players for DAYS.

He'd smelled blood before. Either hurting himself or seeing other have accidents. The odor being one of the few things in Sugar Rush that wasn't so sugary.

Yet, the scent the wound gave off was...sweet. Chocolate and hazelnuts, not copper and salt. The raven haired boy found himself grabbing the offered arm and sealing his mouth over the bleeding wound before he could stop himself.

It was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted. Rocher's life blood, his code was delicious! Part of him wanted to be disgusted but it was drowned out by the part of him demanding he drink more. The same part that dully registered the albino's heart rate was slowing. How long had it been?! How much had he taken?!

Alarmed, he pulled away panicked that he'd hurt his friend. Rocher was blushing and looked exhausted, still he offered a weak grin. Blue lines wrapping around the cut, stopping the flow. In a few days the mark would fade just like the one on his neck. Then he placed his head on Gloyd's shoulder, closing his eyes. The pair stayed that way for some time.

*GITC*

"Ralph? Where are the kids?" Felix asked his co-worker. "Jimny Jamny your head!"

The wrecker returned to the edge of the forest minus either boy but sporting a gigantic (even or him) lump on the top of his head.

"Yeah, news flash that swamp erupts. I got beaned good with something it spat out that was definitely NOT taffy when that lil jinx freaked out again. Woke up with this lovely goose egg but thing one and thing two were gone." He have a slight wince when Fix It super jumped to whack it with his hammer. With an old timey dinging tune the swelling vanished. "Thanks."

"No problem."

"You got ditched." TJ tapped her chin. "Neither of them came back here so maybe they went off to hide. You said the quiet one helped convince him to come the first time. Probably couldn't do it again. Maybe give em some time and try again tomorrow?"

"I guess. Still I wanna talk to Mr. Dorian. Stuff still happened today and it would be rude not to show up just because of this."

"Vanellope..."

"Ugh! Would it make you guys feel better to tag along? Make sure the big bad monster doesn't gobble me up?" she rolled her eyes.

"Actually, that's not a bad idea." TJ nodded. "What do you guys think?"

"I really don't like the idea of seeing that whack job or his game again outside my nightmares. But I like the idea of him being alone with the squirt even less." Ralph huffed. "I'm in."

"Well, I don't think I should let the most important ladies in my life go unaccompanied by me into a strange environment. I'll come just to keep an eye on things."

"Are you implying something?" TJ glared.

/That now I'm totally paranoid about some big shot with fancy shmancy powers trying to drag you off to marry you caveman style? Yes I am./

"Of course not dear."

"You're a terrible liar Fix It." Vanny giggled as they set off.,m

Entering GCS by rail, they passed someone they would have pulverized if they could actually see them. Turbo's ghost status required energy he simply did not have to be visible at the moment.

His plan was simple. Why shut down a few games when it was possible to get them all unplugged? Why should they continue to exist while he was relegated to the junk pile? If he couldn't have his glory, no one would. Litwak and all his precious games would regret rejecting the greatest racer ever. The best part? All he needed was a to watch and wait. After all, all he had was time now...

*GITC*

So, there's that.

Yes, Bison/Chun Li are my favorite Street Fighter ship, with Guile/Cammy a close second. But it's not just thrown in for fun. What does it mean? What does the chapter title mean?

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