Chapter 4
Despite its novelty, Construction Dash wasn't a very popular game. As Andy had mentioned, it was a very bad copy of Fix-It Felix Jr. There wasn't even a Fix-It Felix. The main character was a handyman named Phil.
The story of the game happened in the city of Niceland, where natural disasters broke apart all the houses and buildings, and Phil had to rebuild them with his screwdriver within a time limit. Nothing very amazing in it.
Andy was concerned that there wasn't any Wreck-It Ralph or citizens of Niceland. But after looking up at some information fron the company, he wasn't surprised that the game was that boring. With mister TobiKomi's death, the videogames of Game-On-It were getting worse.
- Lunch, mister programmer? – asked merrily Lucy, bringing the young man out of his thoughts.
- I'd love to, miss boss – asnwered Andy.
- What's the matter, Davis? You seemed to be lost in your thoughts.
- Nothing to worry, Lu. Construction Dash is a very simple game. The graphics are amazing, I give you that. But the story is boring. Fix-It Felix Jr. is way more fun, even being thirty years old.
- Well, that's what you get when you copy games, you said it yourself.
They were heading to the office for lunch while the Arcade was closed by noon.
- ¡BWAAA!
Andy and Lucy screamed in surprised by the scandalous scream of one of the characters inside the consoles.
- Is just a Rabbid – said Lucy.
- Inside Frogger? – asked a confused Andy, getting closer to the console.
- Bwaaa... Bwa bwa bwa, ¡bwaaa!
A pixelated Rabbid was running from one side to the other, trying to avoid all the cars that were coming his way. Suddenly, his eyes turned red and he started to hit all the cars. At that moment, the Frogger character appeared and dragged him outside the frame of the game.
- That was weird...
- Do you think is a virus? – asked a concerned Lucy, just when the Frogger character returned into DEMO mode without any Rabbid in sight.
- I don't know. Hopefully is nothing to be worried about.
And with that, they entered the office to be with the rest of the employees.
- Someone take him! Don't let him escape again!
- Bwaaa...
- Are you sure he could escape in that state, Calhoun?
- Wreck-It, he may be a rabbit with a discgusting appearance and drooling by all the Arcade, but that doesn't mean he could be dangerous.
Resigning, Ralph took the Rabbid who was laughing crazily, and took him back to his game. Tamora Calhoun turned to Q*bert and his friends.
- We are in lunch break. Call everyone and tell them to comme here at the Game Central Station for a n urgent meeting.
Minutes later, all the characters of every game were all over the Station. There was such a scandal that no one could hear anyone.
- Tammy, are you sure about this?
- Honey, if we don't warn everyone at once, something worse could happen.
- Worse than the players see a Rabbid lost in another game? – asked a sarcastic Vanellope, receiving a hard look from the sergeant.
She couldn't endure more. Calhoun took her gun from her armor and triggered several shots into the air, getting the attention of everyone.
- All right, little savages. I called you all here because something is going on in the Arcade, and if we don't find a solution soon, something pretty serious might happen.
- Because of a little rabbit that angered the frog? – asked mockingly Zangief, getting some laughter from many of the presents.
- Can it, soldier! Unless you want me to turn you into a colander – threatened Calhoun, who was being held by Felix to avoid any more damage. When he achieved this, he took a step forward to look at everyone in the Station.
- What the sergeant wants to say is that we must take some precautions to avoid another incident like Turbo's.
- The cy-bugs are controlled at the moment – said a space marine.
- But there were two times when some of our chatacters losed control – comented princess Peach.
- Rabbids may be crazy, but I'm pretty sure they would never hurt anyone – said Rayman between three scared Rabbids -. They told me they don't remember anything they've done, and that scares them.
- My game had several shocks of power, resetting the entire game!
- The same thing happened to my game!
- Who says the players won't realize this and then they'll stop playing us?
- No one plays your game, Pac-Man! You're boring!
- Escuse me, but I'm a vintage game just as Felix's.
- Ha! You wish!
- This has to be the work of a virus – explained Sonic.
- A virus! Inside the Arcade!
- Could it be Turbo?
- No, you idiot! They said Turbo was destroyed. Hadn't you heart?
- And if he got respawn?
- Is Turbo!
Central Station erupted in shouts and protests before the fear of a virus inside the Arcade. Felix was trying to calm down his wife, but without much success. Releasing another couple of shots to the air, Calhoun regained everyone's attention.
- When you stop whining, little girls, we have to create a strategic plan to prevent something like this to happen again. The Litwak girl and the programmer guy suspect something.
- Oops... I think that could be my fault... – whispered an ashamed Vanellope.
- That's true, princess. Next time you want to play little mocking faces games with Wreck-It, be sure to do it when game time is over – said Calhoun -. Let's see. Tron and Clu, any suggestion?
- We're sorry, Jean. But we need more time to create a code that protects all the games of a potential virus.
- Perhaps if we close the games, characters may not enter the consoles of others, and the Frogger's case won't happen again – said Clu.
- But that will not prevent that the virus attack the games in particular – answered Tron.
- Let this alternative as a last resort – said Calhoun -. Just create that code as soon as posible.
And they returned to their consoles when the lunch break finished.
- Alright, everybody! That's all for today!
- Aw, but miss Lucy! I was getting to the last level!
- I'm sorry, Gretchen, but I have to close the Arcade. You can come and finish playing tomorrow.
Minutes later, Lucy was trying to lower the local's gate without any success. Andy appeared behind her and lowered the gate without effort, finally closing the Arcade.
- Wanna go eat something at Pizza Planet?
- At the competitor's business? – laughed Lucy -. I'll just go get my stuff.
- I'll go with you.
- Block all the exits! Cover the gates to the other games, don't let them cross them. This is not a tag game, soldier! Fix-It, your left!
Calhoun was running all over the Central Station screaming instructions and firing at discretion. Moments before the game hours ended, Raving Rabbids Arcade Box and Mario Arcade Party erupted into a nightmare; every minor character from Mario and almost the entire Rabbid population started to lose control and behave in a strange manner, with their eyes glowing red and invading other games. Everyone was helping to regain control over the attackers, and protecting the games.
Felix was hopping from side to side creating many cages with random objects and his golden hammer to capture the attackers. Ralph, Zangief and Bowser were blocking the games' gates, and the characters of Sonic, Vanellope and the Sugar Rushers were guiding them to the cages Felix had created.
- Sergeant! The Rabbids are devouring the candy level of Sonic Colors!
- Want me to mourn with you, soldier? Enter the game and stop them!
- ¡BWAAAA!
A Rabbid was running towards Calhoun, adn she hit him in the head with her gun, leaving him unconscious.
- This one wasn't possessed, you Captain Crazy – reclaimed Rayman, helping the Rabbid to gain consciousness.
- Jean! We have the code!
Tron and Clu were running towards the sergeant, dodging several gun shots and flying Rabbids.
- I told you to leave it as a last resort – said wearily Calhoun.
- Is not to close the games, Jean. Is a force shield from our game that erases the effects created by a virus.
- And what are you waiting for? It would be nice to soothe tempers here. I have a pending dinner with my husband.
Tron and Clu approached the central game processor of the Station to enter the code. Moments later, all the characters possessed retook control.
- Wow, that was close – said Felix.
- Don't be so sure, Fix-It. We have to find a way to definitely stop this.
- At least we've got Tron's code – said Vanellope.
- Eh... Guys? I think we have a more serious problem – commentted Ralph, pointing towards the Arcade's consoles.
There, standing in the middle of the room, Lucy and Andy looked stunned to the games that came to life before their own eyes.
