Chapter 9: UNBELIEVABLE!

Sportsguy528: Yes he did. AND HE GOT JUSTICE!

Dixie Darlin: Yep Clint Bowyer spun on purpose, and keeps avoiding the topic, yet he really doesn't deny he did it on purpose. I heard karma's a bitch ;)

Dark Demon 122: Yep it sure was


After watching the heart breaking race, six days had passed with Herschel gradually getting better each day. Six grueling, agonizing, frustrating days Herschel went through. It was like waiting for the results of a cancer test for him. He wanted justice for his favorite driver, but was unsure of whether or not it would happen. He was saddened at first and then pissed off to no end. He didn't want to hurt his girl or his friends, so he tried to avoid contact with them. It was until Friday the 13th, that Herschel finally snapped out of his funk. "Hey Wipp," he said on Friday morning. Sticky looked up and over at him with a smile.

"Feeling better Hershey?" She asked and hugged him tightly. Herschel smiled back and just held his girl close to him.

"Yeah, I figured that there's nothing I can do about it being a video game character and all, so I figured that Jeff's team has no added pressure and he can just go all out for wins," he said happily and kissed Sticky.

"That's good," Sticky replied and finished making pancakes for Herschel. Herschel grabbed a can of Pepsi Max from the fridge and gulped most of it down.

"Hey Wipp, after the arcade closes tonight, how about all of us in the game go swimming at the Lemonade Lake?" Herschel suggested and crushed the can on his forehead and threw it in the garbage. Sticky pursed her lips at the thought. She really hated putting on her teal bikini in fear she would look fat in it.

"That sounds wonderful!" She lied. Sticky hated lying to Herschel, but this would help him get over that BS he had to sit through the last week. "But tomorrow, do you think you could give me a private lesson at Watkins Glen? I want to get better," she suggested and slid the pancakes onto a plate. Herschel smiled and kissed her cheek as she sat down.

"Of course love, anything for you," he said with a smile. Sticky stored that last part into her memory for, later. "Sticky, can I ask you a question?" Herschel politely asked.

"Well you just did hun," Sticky giggled, "but yes, anything," she added on and listened. Herschel breathed in, hoping this question wouldn't offend her.

"What is it like being a re-color? You know, having the gamers think you're original is more well original?" He tip-toed around the words. He braced himself just in case she went into furious as hell mode on him, but she didn't.

"If my other sister and I had to say anything, we don't mind it because we may look the same, but our personalities are polar opposites sometimes," Sticky explained, "it's Minty who takes pride in being the 'original,'" Sticky added on, "but Torvald and I ignore her because she's a bitch," Sticky finished and downed her drink.

"That's interesting," Herschel replied.

"So can I ask you a question Hershey?" Sticky asked.

"Fire away," Herschel responded. Sticky cleared her throat, ready to ask.

"What is it like being the new guy to a group of people that have been here for a decade and a half? It must be a little intimidating right?" Sticky asked. Herschel rubbed his chin, thinking about how to respond.

"Well, it is a little intimidating no doubt, but it does feel weird that I'm a rookie even though I'm modeled after three NASCAR veterans," Herschel replied. The two had finished breakfast quicker than usual and had a little time to kill before having to get to the race track for arcade opening, so they decided to go see Rancis and Vanellope. The two hopped in Herschel's kart, with Herschel sitting on the seat and Sticky on his lap. "Hang on Darlin'!" He said before flooring the kart. The drove off at about 88 miles per hour in the direction of the castle.


(With Vanellope and Rancis)

The two were also sitting down and having breakfast around the same time as Herschel and Sticky. "Hey Nelly, what do you think of Herschel's little 'funk' about the NASCAR incident?" Rancis asked as he sipped some hot cocoa. Vanellope looked up from her iPad and replied.

"Well, I wouldn't think too much of it, I mean, look what happened to his favorite driver Flugs," Vanellope started, "he was gonna race his way in and those assholes on Clint Bowyer's team manipulated everything, I'd be pissed too," she finished and went back to her iPad. Rancis 'hmmed' and went back to sipping his cocoa.

"I think he and Sticky are perfect for each other," Rancis stated, earning him a groan from Vanellope. "What is it Nelly?" Rancis asked.

"How many times are you going to say that Flugs? We all know they are perfect for each other," Vanellope replied and shut her iPad off. Then, the doorbell rang, and Sour Bill's feet clacked on the floor as he walked over to answer the door. Rancis and Vanellope listened carefully as Sour Bill talked to whomever was at the door.

"'I'm sorry, but the President and her Boyfriend are eating breakfast at this time; please come at a better time," Vanellope heard Sour Bill's drawl voice drag on.

"JUST LET THEM IN BILL!" Vanellope shouted. Her voice echoed off the castle walls and over to the door. Sour Bill heard the order and let Herschel and Sticky in.

"Hey mates!" Herschel said cheerfully as he and Sticky walked into the kitchen.

"Well, look who is in a happy mood today!" Vanellope pointed out as she hugged Herschel.

"Yep, Hershey's put it behind him! I'm glad he did," Sticky said and kissed Herschel's jaw. Vanellope and Rancis suppressed snickers at the sounds of Herschel's nickname Sticky gave him.

"Okay laugh it up you two," Herschel said, "and if I recall, you call Vanellope 'Nelly'," Herschel said and pointed to Vanellope, "and you call Rancis 'Flugs,'" Herschel said and pointed to Vanellope. The two stopped laughing at Herschel's point and looked around.

"So, what did you two stop by for?" Rancis asked as he put his empty coffee mug in the sink. Herschel gestured to let Sticky tell them.

"Well, we were wondering if you guys wanted to join us at the lake after closing tonight to you know, relax?" Sticky suggested. Rancis and Vanellope looked at each other and nodded.

"Sure, that sounds great!" Vanellope exclaimed, "but how about inviting Swizzle and Jubileena and Gloyd and Taffyta for a couple hang out?" Vanellope suggested.

"That sounds even better Vanellope," Herschel said with a smile. The four were now standing around the foyer, waiting for the arcade to open to get in their karts.

"So, how are you two doing Hersch?" Rancis asked the Aussie. The racer in question was holding Sticky in front of him with his arms around her waist.

"We're doing just fine mate, never been better," he said and kissed the top of her head. Sticky giggled and kissed his neck.

"I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend," Sticky said to Vanellope, "I even asked him to help me a little with racing at Watkins Glen and he said yes!" She added on. Herschel smiled and held her closer, knowing that really no one except for Vanellope could beat him at Watkins Glen. But he wanted to change that by throwing his girlfriend in the mix.

"Hey Hersch, maybe you could teach me a little about the track too?" Rancis asked. Herschel thought about it then got a sneaky idea.

"Naw sorry mate, but the only people I teach have to pass a test," Herschel stated. Rancis' face twisted with confusion.

"A-and what might that test be?" He asked curiously.

"Well they have to be a damn good kisser," Herschel joked, immediately causing Rancis to back down from the idea. Sticky then quickly pecked Herschel on the lips. "See? She passes," Herschel joked.

"Hey Herschel, I was wondering," Vanellope said, "do you think you could teach us all a little about NASCAR? Just so we know what you're blabbin' about?" Vanellope asked. Herschel's eyes lit up as if Jeff Gordon asked to hang with him and give him $1 Million.

"I'd love to Vanellope, but first, I want to teach my Sticky here a little about Watkins Glen," Herschel replied. It was then that the alarm blared that the arcade had opened, and the four ran out and jumped in their respective karts, save for Sticky whom Herschel had to drive back to his house to get her kart. After all that, every avatar was at the main track, ready for the gamers to put in their hard earned allowances to play. Herschel decided to have a last minute chat with Taffyta before a gamer sat down at the game.

"Hey Herschel, what's up?" Taffyta asked her new friend.

"Not much Taffyta, not much, I just wanted to talk to you for a second," Herschel said. Taffyta looked at Gloyd who was too busy talking with Swizzle at the moment.

"Sure, I can spare a minute, so what's up?" Taffyta said.

"I just wanted to give you a last minute run-down on what I told you the other night," Herschel replied.

"Okay, what else did you want to tell me?" Taffyta asked. Herschel took off his hat and wiped some sweat off his forehead from the heat of his firesuit.

"Well, just remember, don't get too angry or frustrated at something, shit happens," Herschel said, "and you're in control of your destiny, if you get hit or taken out by a power up, just drive your ass off to get the highest position you can," Herschel finished. Taffyta took all this in and smiled.

"Thank you Herschel, you really are the racer," she said and fist bumped him.

"No problem, oh and by the way Taff," Herschel replied, "Sticky, Vanellope, Rancis, Jubileena, Swizz and I are going to have a 'couple hangout' after the arcade closes at Lemonade Lake tonight if you and Gloyd want to join," Herschel explained.

"That sounds great! We'll be there! Even if I have to drag his lazy ass over there," Taffyta said. Then, the quarter-alert- alarm blared, and the nine racers that qualified for the roster, lined up next to their karts. Two people, a boy and a girl, sat down at the game and selected their racer.

"I got the best one!" The boy said and selected Herschel, who gave his 'chosen line,' "Let' go racin' boys!" The girl scoffed and selected Vanellope.

"No, I do," she said and stuck her tongue out.

"I've got the NASCAR themed racer, all yours is is just a game character," the boy said and picked the track, "Ah, Watkins Glen, road racing perfection at its finest!" He declared, showing off his NASCAR knowledge.

"Showoff," the girl replied.


(Hours Later at closing)

"Alright kids! Thanks for coming and have a safe trip home!" Mr. Litwak declared. Some kids left, disappointed that they couldn't finish their current games, or happy as they were ready for the weekend like a normal kid. All of the Sugar Rush racers stretched and dumped water on themselves to relieve the knots in their coded muscles.

"Man what a day!" Swizzle said and climbed from his 'Tongue Twister.' Herschel cracked his knuckles and bent his back toe get the knots out.

"You said it Swizz," Herschel said, "that boy was a damn good racer, probably because he was a NASCAR fan," Herschel finished. He climbed from his 'Wonderboy' and was met with a hug from Sticky.

"You did awesome today! Even if it was by a gamer," Sticky said. The eight characters who were in a couple headed for Vanellope's castle to get ready for their little party.

"Okay, let's see what we got here folks," Vanellope said and picked out a bunch of random crap, "We got some cookies, Twinkies, Ho Hos, Donuts, Cupcakes, Ice Cream Sandwiches, Pepsi, Root Beer and some potato chips," she read off a list. Taffyta held up her stuff to the rest of the group.

"I got some towels and some graham crackers, marshmallows, and some Hershey Bars," Taffyta said.

"Well, we're bringing this TV and some hot dogs," Sticky said and gestured to Herschel.

"I've got the beach ball!" Swizzle said and bounced it off Rancis' head.

"Hey watch it!" Rancis threatened. Soon after, all of the couple racers went to their respective houses and picked up their swim suits.

"Okay, girls you change over there," Herschel said and pointed to some woods, "and us guys will change over by our karts," Herschel finished. Everyone agreed and went to change.


(With the girls)

All the girls had bikinis to change into. Jubileena, Vanellope and Taffyta all changed quickly and praised each other for how good they looked, except for Sticky. She slowly and uncomfortably changed into her teal bikini. "What's wrong Sticky?" Jubileena asked her friend.

"It's stupid," Sticky muttered and finished changing.

"Come on, you're our friend Sticky, you can tell us what's wrong," Vanellope said with a smile.

"Does this swimsuit make me look fat?" Sticky asked sheepishly. All three other girls felt bad for Sticky.

"Of course not Sticky!" Taffyta said, "we think you look beautiful," she added on. Sticky sort of smiled, but still felt unsure.

"I'm sure Herschel will love it," Vanellope said, hoping to persuade Sticky. The teal girl's head snapped up at the mention of her boyfriend's name.

"Okay, let's do this!" Sticky said. "I have an idea," she said devilishly.


(With the guys)

The boys changed quickly, since they didn't have much to change. "Alright, let's wow our girls!" Swizzle declared and hopped over the karts to the shore of the lake. All of the boys, grew tired of waiting until a radio was turned on, playing Pour Some Sugar On Me.

"What's happening boys?" Herschel asked Gloyd and Rancis.

"Hell if I know," Gloyd replied.

"I don't have a clue," Rancis replied. Suddenly, Vanellope's voice rang over the music from behind the trees.

"Introducing, the President of Sugar Rush, Vanellope von Schweetz!" Vanellope announced and ran out from behind the trees, doing some poses. The guys knew what was going on and started cheering.

"Whooo! You go girl!" Rancis shouted. Then, Taffyta ran out and grabbed onto a thin tree branch and started doing some stripper poses.

"Oh yeah baby!" Gloyd shouted and wiped some drool from his mouth. Taffyta then left to stand by Vanellope as Jubileena ran in.

"That's my girl!" Swizzle bragged as Jubileena blew him a kiss. Then, everyone else stared at the entrance, waiting for Sticky to appear. Suddenly, she did, in slow-motion, causing Herschel to drop his can of soda. She looked over at Herschel and gave him a wink.

"Crikey" He whispered. All the girls were done, and headed over to their respective boyfriends.

"So, what do you think Hershey?" Sticky asked Herschel. He looked her over and looked back in her eyes.

"Perfection," he said and kissed her while she drooled over his rock hard muscles.

"Alright, let's get to partying!" Vanellope declared. The radio was blaring and Swizzle was monitoring the grill while Jubileena clung onto him and everyone else was playing with the beach ball in the lake. Gloyd hit the ball hard and it flew far behind the girls, who went to chase it.

"Okay boys, I got a plan," he said and motioned for the boys to come closer.

"What is it?" Rancis asked. Gloyd whispered his plan and Rancis and Herschel smiled. They disappeared under the lemonade as the girls swam back over.

"Hey, where'd the boys go?" Vanellope asked Taffyta. She shrugged and Sticky looked around. Suddenly, the girls felt something grab their legs and lifted them out of the lemonade. They shrieked and started laughing. Gloyd was holding Sticky by his shoulders, Herschel was holding Vanellope by his shoulders and Rancis was holding Taffyta by his shoulders.

"Oops, wrong girls boys," Herschel joked. The girls however, were enjoying the game. Then the girls heard what they didn't want to hear.

"FOOOOOD!" Swizzle yelled. The boys dumped the girls into the lemonade and ran for the hot dogs. The girls frowned and slowly got out of the lemonade. The boys knew they had to apologize for throwing the girls in the lemonade, so they gave their girls the food first.

"Here ya go Wipp," Herschel said and handed Sticky a plate. She smiled and sat on his lap and started eating.

"How about some TV?" Vanellope suggested. Swizzle switched it on and everyone stared at the screen. The channel was on Fox Sports 2, watching a replay of the NASCAR Sprint Cup Practice from earlier.

"Okay, let's take another look at that press conference for everyone that missed it," Kyle Petty said. The screen changed from practice to a press conference featuring Brian France, the Chairman and CEO of NASCAR.

"After taking a look at new evidence on Wednesday from Richmond, we have determined it gave a severe unfair advantage, disadvantage excuse me, disadvantage to Jeff Gordon that was out of his control and that is why today, we are going to add a 13th driver to the Chase and Jeff Gordon will qualify for this years Championship Chase," Brian France declared. All eyes turned to Herschel. His eyes were wide and his mouth was opened as he was ready to munch on a hot dog. He started shaking and he dropped his food on the ground.

"Um, Hershey, are you okay?" Sticky asked. Herschel started to shake even more and then he EXPLODED.

"YESSS! THANK YOU MOD! THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS, UNBELIEVABLE!" He shouted and started jumping around.

"And I thought he was scary when he was pissed," Rancis said to Vanellope. Herschel started doing backflips and dancing around the fire like an idiot.

"THIS IS THE GREATEST DAY OF MY LIFE!" He shouted. Sticky put her hands on her hips and walked over to Herschel.

"What about the day you, oh!" Sticky started and then was surprised when Herschel grabbed her and kissed her passionately.

"Except for the day I met you babe," he said and kissed her again.

"Well, anyone for S'mores?" Jubileena asked.

END CHAPTER 9


Okay here is Chapter 9. AND YES. NASCAR ADDED JEFF GORDON TO THE CHASE! I blew up like Herschel did when I heard the news. Justice has been served and I am thankful NASCAR made the right decision. And another thing. I want to apologize to the fans of this story as I WILL, effective immediately, put this story on hold to finish Nights of Lightning. If I can do that, I CAN work on this and A Nightmare On Halloween. I cannot and WILL not work on 3 stories at once again. That took a toll on me, but two is no problem. Thank you for reading and I'll try to get NoL done ASAP!