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Everyone in this story is owned by the magical company of (classical) Disney! Except Spook and the other pets.

The gigantic van came to a screeching halt. Beard Papa glanced around through the mirrors and windows, checking his surroundings. The only sounds he heard were Spook's frightened chirps. The gate keeper grabbed the handle on the cage and pulled the glitching bat out. He held it up over his head. "Take a good look at it, bat."

Spook's golden eyes scanned around; he could see the race track and Sugar Rush square from this height. Confused, Spook looked down at Beard Papa, who pulled him back down to eye level.

"Cause this is gonna be the last time you see anything."

His low cackle made the candy bat shiver, and Beard Papa covered up the van with some swirl lollipops behind a jujube. Once he was finished covering his van, the gate keeper picked up Spook's cage and began to walk down a hidden chocolate and red velvet cake pathway.

Spook's body glitched a few times. His separated code was new to the bat since he was living with Gloyd for the past three months. The little bat's ears dropped down as Beard Papa swung the cage around as he headed down a dark path into a chocolate cake cave.

Even though Beard Papa needed a Ring Pop lantern to see, Spook's nocturnal vision kicked in, and the bat could clearly see the surroundings. The twosome were heading down a pretzel stalactite and stalagmite ridden pathway, and the sounds of dripping liquid filled their ears. Spook sniffed the air, the faint scent of lemonade hit the candy bat's memory. Beard Papa could hear the little bat's nose echo through the dripping sounds.

"You smell the lemonade, huh?"

Spook nodded, his stomach growling as the smell of lemonade grew stronger after each passing step. Beard Papa snorted and put the cage down. He kneeled down and pulled out some leftover candy corns and candy pumpkins from his coat pockets. Spook's eyes widened, his hunger rising as he caught sight of the candy. However, he stared at Beard Papa, hopelessly confused at the offering.

"Every victim deserves a last right." Beard Papa dropped the candy into the cage and sat on a pretzel stalagmite stump. "I'm in no rush anyway." Spook looked at Beard Papa, the candy, and gave a little sigh. His wings glitched slightly, but that didn't stop him from from shoving the candy into his mouth. The taste sent satisfaction to the bat's grumbling stomach, and Spook savored every bite of it.

He had an idea in mind. The slower he ate, the longer it would take for Beard Papa to get what he wanted. Taking slow, delicate bites, Spook watched Beard Papa through the corner of his eye, who was oblivious in the first place. Spook could only pray that Gloyd found him in time.

'Gloyd...please hurry!'

The engines of the karts roared through the tracks as Vanellope and Gloyd led the others through Sugar Rush. Time was running out, and Gloyd was becoming more and more apprehensive by the minute. Vanellope stole a glance at the pumpkin prankster, getting a good look at his worried face.

"Gloyd, don't sweat! We're gonna save Spook!"

Gloyd looked at Vanellope, his eyes lacking any sort of energy. He felt like stale peanut butter. Even though the others heard and accepted his apology and agreed to help him find and save Spook, he felt like he failed his best friend. He said he would protect him from anything bad when he first got Spook from the Pet Fair, and yet, he failed while doing what he loved. It was cruel irony.

Rancis caught up to the two, driving close to Vanellope. "So, what's the plan of action, Vanellope?" His RV1 slowed slightly, and the peanut butter racer revved up his engines to catch up to his president. Vanellope smirked at Rancis. "Easy. We'll surround him, and I'll-"

"Vanellope, it's not gonna be that easy."

Vanellope looked at Gloyd, surprised. "What do you mean, Orangeboar?" Gloyd clenched a fist. "Beard Papa's taking Spook somewhere...Somewhere secret. A place where I haven't been to yet..." Gloyd squeezed Spook's candy corn crown close to his chest. Tears welled up in his eyes.

Vanellope's eyes went wide. She skidded to a stop, causing everyone to stop as well. Gloyd was slower to the reaction, since he was fighting back the tears. The Kernel came to a halt and the young prankster hopped down, sniffing. Vanellope put a hand on Gloyd's shoulder, squeezing it gingerly.

"Gloyd, don't worry...Spook's going to be just fine." She offered him a weak smile, hoping to calm him down at least a little. But Gloyd shook his head. "It's not that..." The tears rolled down his cheeks. "I feel like I failed Spook..."

"But how?" Rancis cried, his heart going out to the boy. Even he and Gloyd butted heads sometimes, Rancis still considered Gloyd a good friend regardless of the circumstances. "You didn't do anything to hurt him, Gloyd!"

"No, but I broke a promise..."

The whole group fell silent as they stared at Gloyd's tear-streaked face. The Halloween child wiped his eyes before taking in a deep breath. "When I found Spook at the fair, I could tell how broken and sad he was. He was being hurt by other people, telling him he was no good, he was ugly, how nobody would ever love him...And how he was evil because he was a bat..."

Gloyd's bangs shadowed ever his eyes. The only thing the racers could see were his tears dripping off his chin. That is, if their own eyes weren't blinded by their own tears. Candlehead and Jubileena wiped their eyes quickly.

"But it wasn't until I took him home when I realized that all he really wanted was to be friends with someone...and that's when I promised him that I won't let him become hurt again." Gloyd sniffed, pausing to breathe. "But I screwed up because I acted like a jerk to you guys...And now I endangered Spook's life because I was careless." He hung his head, ashamed. Gloyd never felt this way before. The guilt and sadness that had burrowed into his heart left a gaping hole in his chest, and he felt as if nothing could be made up for it.

The racers were speechless. Disco let out a whine as Snowanna petted his head. None of them had any idea how deep Gloyd was, especially for them and Spook. His love for Spook and his friends were unheard of by his known standards. The racers realized that Gloyd was a much deeper person than they took him for. Vanellope's features hardened. Taffyta's eyes widened as the president glitched towards Gloyd, thinking that she was gonna smack him. "Vanellope, wait!"

Gloyd suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around his figure. Warmth spread through his code, and he realized Vanellope was hugging him. Vanellope rested her head on Gloyd's shoulder as she held him close. The racers were at a loss for words. Rancis' mouth dropped open and Taffyta lifted it back up, her eyes frozen on the hugging duo.

Gloyd's mind was blank. Vanellope was hugging him? He glanced at Vanellope, getting an eyeful of her candy coated raven hair. "V-Vanellope...?" His cheeks flushed the same reddish orange color from before. Vanellope pulled away, her hands still on his shoulders. "Believe me, Gloyd, you're not alone when comes to feeling this way..." She smiled weakly. But it grew when she saw a twinkle in Gloyd's brown eyes. "Which is why we're going to beat Beard Papa at his own game!"

Gloyd blinked several times. His heart began to thud as excitement and new hope spread through his code. A grin grew on his face. "How do you suppose we do that?"

"Easy." Vanellope smirked as she turned to the other racers. "We find Beard Papa's vehicle and thrash it with our own!"

"Vanellope." Taffyta pointed to the lollipop bushes as Vanellope and Gloyd turned around. A lollipop went lopsided, revealing the van behind the jujube. Gloyd gasped as he ran towards the van. "Spook!"

"Gloyd, wait!" Minty ran towards Gloyd's side and held him back. Gloyd elbowed the apple-based racer, shocked and irritated. "What are you doing, Minty?!"

"Just look!" Minty pointed to the tracks. "Those tracks are at least fifteen minutes old. If Beard Papa was here, he must have taken Spook with him." Gloyd settled down, the feeling of defeat overcoming his being once again. "Now what...?"

"I told Wynchell and Duncan to look around the area, but so far, nothing." Vanellope kicked at the ground, creating a small chocolate cloud by her toes. Candlehead put a hand on Vanellope's shoulder. Snowanna sat down on a jujube. "Beard Papa must have planned this for a while..."

"That or Gloyd was just a little oblivious," Crumbelina muttered, crossing her arms. Gloyd sighed at the remark, knowing that she was right in a way. He was oblivious, but only to word his apology right for his friends..

Swizzle sighed as he went against the chocolate cake wall. "Well, we gotta find a way-Ahh!" Swizzle disappeared from sight. The other racers turned to the source, noticing that the lollipop daredevil wasn't there. Adorabeezle looked confused. "Where'd Swizzle go?"

"Swizzle?" Snowanna called out as Disco sniffed the ground. Ty-Dye let out a screech as he dove towards the wall. Rancis' eyes shrank. "Has that bird gone insane?!"

But the macaw wasn't as stupid as Rancis, or Lord Nuttingham, thought. As soon as his body came in contact with the wall, Ty-Dye was egulfed into it. Minty gasped as she ran towards the glowing, green wall. She poked her head in and spotted Swizzle lying on the ground, his hand on his head. "Swizzle, you're a genius!"

"I am...?" Swizzle sat up, dazed. 8-bit stars danced around his head. Ty-Dye cawed and ruffled his master's hair with his beak. Minty looked back, calling to the other racers. Then she did a front flip into the cake pathway and helped him up. "You found a secret pathway! This must be where Beard Papa took Spook!"

Swizzle tried to shake off the blow to his head, smiling goofily. "Glad to help, Minty..." He fell backwards again, the stars dancing around his head. "Oh, Swizzle!" Minty kneeled beside him, shaking him. "Swizzle!"

"Maybe you should give him mouth to mouth, Minty," Taffyta joked as she pulled up beside Minty in her Pink Lightning. Minty's cheeks flushed as she put her hands on her hips. "He's not unconscious, Taffyta, just dizzy."

"Does it make a difference? He's like the frog who needs the princess' kiss," Vanellope snickered as she brofisted Taffyta. Steam fumed out of Minty ears. She was about to protest, but Adorabeezle skidded up with Minty's Veloci-Wrapper and Swizzle's Tongue Twister. "C'mon, mates, let's get Spook!"

Beard Papa placed the cage into the boat, listening to Spook's frightened chirps. The bat was becoming more and more restless by the second. His heart felt like it was going to explode. His faith in Gloyd and his friends was wavering.

'Master...where are you?'

"Think of this as a release, batty." Beard Papa snickered as he loaded some paper cups onto the candy coated boat. "You'll be free from all this noise, bratty and idiotic gamers, and no more annoying pets!"

But Spook loved everything Beard Papa listed. He loved his pet friends, the noise of the revving chart engines, and the gamers that constantly come to play the games. He loved seeing his master on the Roster for the day, feeling blessed that he was under the ownership of his pumpkin-capped friend. Everything he loved will be gone because of someone else's hatred and selfishness.

As the tears welled up in Spook's eyes, Beard Papa loaded up a fishing pole onto the boat. "There. That's the end of the packing."

"You forgot the sugar daddy bomb, you big jerk!"

Beard Papa froze. He whipped around to spot Gloyd, Vanellope, and the rest of the Sugar Rush racers surrounding the dock. Their engines flared as they stared Beard Papa down with their death glares. Lord Nuttingham and Disco hissed and growled beside their owners, and both racers held Sweet Seeker rockets in their arms.

Vanellope stepped forward with Gloyd, who was staring directly into Beard Papa's beady eyes. The President put her hands on her hips. "I'll strike you a deal, Beardy. If you let Spook go now, I'll keep you in the fungeon for only a week, and place a restraining order on Spook to stay away from the bakery during Halloween."

"Forget it! No deals! I made a plan and I'm going to go through with it!" Beard Papa's eyes darted around, looking for something. He quickly spotted a knife and held it against Spook's neck. The little candy bat struggled and squeaked helplessly in the man's grip. Gloyd's eyes shrank as he sprinted towards his beloved pet.

"Spook!"

Swizzle acted fast as he and Ty-Dye held Gloyd back. "Wait, Gloyd. Let Vanellope talk." Gloyd stopped. He looked at Swizzle, then Vanellope, then Spook. The bat's eyes pleaded with the racers to save him. Gloyd relaxed, but kept his eyes on Spook. "Please hurry, Vanellope..."

Beard Papa snorted, gripping Spook slightly tighter. "You're never getting this bat back! Not after what happened!"

"Beard Papa, calm down." Vanellope took a step forward, but the deranged gate keeper pressed the knife against Spook's neck. Spook let out a strained squeak as his code glitched under the pressure. The racers flinched as Beard Papa laughed. "Step back, kid! Now!"

Vanellope held her hands up, taking a step back. "Okay, okay. Calm down." Beard Papa relaxed slightly, but he kept the knife pressed against the candy bat's neck. Vanellope sighed. "Listen, you don't want to do this. You'll be killing an innocent animal because you're mad about your bakery. I understand what it feel like!"

"Yeah, sure, kid!"

"No, I mean it! How do you think I felt after I learned that King Candy was really that Turbo guy? He took everything away from me. My home, my career," Vanellope glanced back, facing the racers sadly. "And my friends..."

Gloyd and the others stared at Vanellope with sad expressions on their faces. She then turned back towards her friends and faced Beard Papa again. The gate keeper's grip on the knife seemed to lighten up. Gloyd could tell Vanellope was beginning to have a break through with him.

"You don't want to do this, Beard Papa," Vanellope took a cautious step forward. Beard Papa didn't say anything. His eyes were focused on the young girl. "Spook's too innocent to be killed...He didn't know what he was doing. He was just hungry." Vanellope gave the bat a sympathetic smile. Spook smiled weakly through his teary eyes.

"This can be resolved. Your anger won't disappear by killing Spook; it'll just make things worse." Vanellope held her hand out. "If you take my hand, we'll be able to resolve this peacefully. Without killing someone's friend."

Beard Papa stared at Vanellope's hand. Her soft smile gave silent encouragement to him, telling him to rise above the anger and take her hand. The gate keeper looked at Vanellope, to Gloyd's pleading eyes, back to to a shaking Spook. The knife slipped out of his hand and fell onto the dock with a thud.

"It won't resolve your anger, Beard Papa." Vanellope said as she inched forward. "Murder never does." Beard Papa looked at Vanellope, staring at her face one last time. Slowly, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards as his eyes lit up with insane glee.

"It's worth a shot!"

Before anyone could react, Beard Papa grabbed Spook's head with both hands, twisted it to the left, then sharply to the right.

SNAP!

Spook's neck snapped, and the candy bat fell to the floor. Spook was dead.

Beard Papa killed him.

This isn't the end. Will you people stick around to see the end, or will you just wave it off because I changed the pranking? Stay tuned.