A party had started at Fix-it Felix Jr. as soon as the good news had been brought to the other games. The Sugar Rush characters, already there, started the party in high spirits. Calhoun arrived alone; she made sure the soldiers she had with her made it back to Hero's Duty safely and with their wounds cleaned. Her husband, after giving her a hug and kiss, asked it how she did it with all her soldiers down. She replied it was "an unexpected source."

Calhoun was the only one who knew that Brad, who now went by Vlad, was still alive and had helped her. Of course, she had to bring him back to Hero's Duty, as he was the boss. But she also had to kill him; being in the game, he would respawn when it was played again. The cybrid knew this too, and the sergeant turned on the beacon and watched solemnly as he flew mindlessly to it. She then took a minute to reflect on how this was like her back-story before she dragged her men back to their home.

Back at the party, President Vanellope was dancing her way through the night, until she was stopped by someone tapping on her shoulder. She turned around to see her reflection, only this "mirror image" was wearing a tiara, a green flapper dress, gloves and a candy necklace. Well, at least they had the same boots.

"Isn't this exciting?!" the princess squealed, looking in wonder at it all. "I've never really been to a party since we were plugged in."

"It's only been less then a week!" the original laughed. "But hey, I had a party as soon as we were plugged in."

"Really?"

"Yeah, but it was back when I was a princess. It was back at the castle, and a bunch of characters from other games showed up, even Sonic!" She then groaned as she recalled, "I remember wearing this big, poof-y pink dress! Ugh, you should've seen it; you would've loved it."

"Oh, I know what dress you're talking about. Believe me, I hate that thing."

The former glitch raised an eyebrow, and chuckled, "Seriously?"

"I mean, I like all my dresses, but though that one's definitely the most grandeur, I cannot move in that thing!" The president couldn't help but laugh as the princess pretended to gag. "And you do not even want to try to sit in the Royal Racer with that thing on…"

"Wait!" The original grabbed the sequel's arm. "I just got a great idea. We should race against each other! The loser has to wear that dress on the selection screen for a day and race in it!" Surprisingly, both shook on it; little did the princess know her copy didn't race with her programmed kart…

Meanwhile, Monty Ray Jack felt very uncomfortable while sitting at the bar, Babel on his left, Cheri to his right. Babel sighed, leaning in a little closer to him, "Alright, we've all been curious about who you're going to choose since we both like you: me or her?"

"To be honest, she's the only one who cares," Cheri stated. "This is you're on decision, Monty, and we'll still care about you either way." The brunette then put her hands on one of Monty's; it didn't help with the pressure being placed on him at the moment. But the cheesecake racer just had to get his feelings out right then and there. Before he started, he looked to both girls.

"Cheri, Babel, I gotta say, I feel like this whole thing, with Turbo and cy-bugs and all that. I know he's been a threat before, but without me being put on the spot and winding up at Tapper's, none of this would've happened. So I guess….what I want now is no real relationship at all. Right now, I think it's important that I focus on my racing. I mean, that's what this game's about, right?" The boy left, both girls giving shocked and confused expressions. Babel looked to her rival.

"I'm still going to try to get him to like me." The cherry-themed racer just gave her a flat look.

"But…to him it'll mean nothing."

"It means nothing to me too. The only reason I want his affections is because I think a relationship with him would get me some respect in Game Central Station. Then, I could probably get what I want. He really is a lovable guy….if only he weren't so thick." Cheri blinked as her young brain processed the information.

"Babel, you're a lot older than you look," she finally stated. The rival cracked a smile, and chuckled, "I'll take that as a compliment." The two girls noticed someone had placed mugs of root beer in front of them. The cotton candy racer raised hers in a celebratory fashion and exclaimed, "To us being rivals on the racetrack, Cheri J. Lee."

"Same here, Babel Gumi," the cherry-themed racer agreed as she clinked her mug against the other. For the rest of the night, the party went on without a flaw, and it seemed the whole arcade was happy.

Morning came, and the characters all went back to their games. Calhoun went back to Hero's Duty after another hug and kiss from Felix, but felt something. As she led the AI system through and watched soldiers shoot down monstrous cy-bugs, she felt something. In her stone-cold soldier coding, she felt a twinge of empathy for the bugs. Okay, maybe not them, but for their leader; she was actually relived that she didn't have to kill her fiancé, again, if the player made it that far.

Once the long day was over and done, and most of the soldiers had left, the sergeant made her way inside the tower and took a fortunately coded elevator to the top. The elevator was a cheat leftover from the computer version, and Calhoun knew it well. Once to the top, she made it into the boss' lair where the Medal of Heroes was. She saw hundreds of cy-bug eggs scattered across the floor, but she was only interested in one, and it wasn't there. She carefully made her way across the floor and to a secret room which contained Vlad's egg.

She held it in her hands for a second and touched the top, activating it to hatch. She had only seen fully-grown cybrids, never little babies like this one. He seemed so tiny; she couldn't help but smile. She figured she'd spend a little time with him, though he probably wouldn't remember it. The blonde greeted, "Hello, little guy. Ready to spend some time together, just you and me?'