Celestia arrived right on time. After assuring Twilight that the changeling queen was secured in the Fungeon, she joined the battle and dispatched as many of the changelings as she could. And just when Twilight thought that it would be four against many, Calhoun arrived with a very large gun that Twilight did not wish to ever have used on her. Felix had another, smaller, one, but it was just as powerful. Kicks flew, bullets whizzed through the air, and magical discharge was in the air everywhere. Even Vanellope was using her teleporting power to her full advantage, confusing the changelings until they either knocked their heads together or fell over, dizzy. It was working! They were winning!
Finally, it all came down to Celestia against Chrysalis. The changeling queen had somehow escaped the Fungeon, and was the last changeling standing.
"Step aside, magical horse lady," Vanellope said, approaching the changeling queen with pure rage turning her cheeks a very rosy shade.
"If you're sure you can handle her," Celestia decided, and stepped aside but kept a close eye on the two of them. Standing in front of Chrysalis, Vanellope looked like a very pissed-off bride.
"This is for invading my game." A kick landed square on the changeling queen's chest, and a crack could be heard in the cavern. Twilight winced and placed a hoof on her own chest.
"This is for ruining my special day." Another kick landed, this time sending the changeling queen to the ground. She glared up at the racer.
"And this is for tricking my special guy and making him weak!" Chrysalis managed to catch Vanellope's boot in her teeth, but the racer glitched her foot out of there right before Ralph sent his fist down on the creature's skull, effectively crushing it. Wiping his hand on his overalls, he opened his arms and Vanellope fell into them for a hug.
"Thanks for being my hero again," she murmured, wrapping her arms around him and burying her head in his chest. He was smelly, as always, but it was a kind of odour that she found comfort in. And she would always smell sweet, if only because she was almost covered in cocoa dust.
"I'll always be your hero," he promised again, as he had in his wedding vows. Twilight cleared her throat and Vanellope lifted her head to look at her, although she turned in Ralph's arms to lean against him.
"We'd better be off now," Twilight excused herself, looking to the other pony princess. The white-coated mare nodded her confirmation.
"Thanks for helping me and Ralph," Vanellope thanked her, and approached the mare to stroke her mane.
"It was my pleasure," Twilight assured them. "It was very interesting, too. Hopefully I can come back again someday. I know my friend Pinkie would love it here."
"Maybe you can," Celestia agreed with a gentle smile. "Of course, Pinkie would need to have some ground rules set, but I'm sure that you can manage that if you could manage this."
