Summary: Rhonda is the bad guy of Fix-It Felicia Jr. She wants to prove that she can be a hero, but nobody believes she can do it. Through the friendship of Vancent Von Schweetz, a glitchy character in the game of Sugar Rush, she learns what it really takes to be a hero.

A/N: Chapter eleven! Yay! I've got nothing to say on this chapter, but enjoy! Believe me, I cried when I wrote this next scene...

Wreck-It, Rhonda

Chapter Eleven

Wrecking The Kart And Finding Out

Rhonda sighed; she couldn't believe how she had just melted Vancent's heart. She couldn't believe what she had just said to him. She knew that Vancent was a smart kid, and that he would have some reason in his little mind of Rhonda's sudden change of attitude. Suddenly, Vancent squinted his eyes and looked at Rhonda's shirt; there seemed to be something gold, and circular pointing out of it.

He pulled it out of Rhonda's shirt and asked, "Where did you get this?" He looked at Rhonda's medal with wet eyes full of sadness.

Rhonda realized that she would have to tell Vancent the proper truth, since there was no other lie to make up; not now, "OK, kid. Look, I'm gonna be honest with you. I was just talking to Queen Candy-"

"Queen Candy?" Vancent glitched out of sadness, "You sold me out?" He whimpered.

"No, kid, look, you don't understand, please-" Before Rhonda could continue what she had to say, Vancent had angrily interrupted her.

"No, I understand, traitor," Vancent spat, "YOU'RE A RAT! A-And I don't need you...I can win this race on my own..." He slid into his kart and began to start up the engine. However, Rhonda lifted him out.

"No, no, because look if you enter that race and you win, when the gamers see you glitching you'll get the game un-plugged and then...you'll die..."

"N-N-No..." Vancent shook his head; he couldn't believe what Rhonda had just said to him, "S-So what if I do die? I'm going to that race! And nobody's gonna stop me, alright? Not even you!" He shouted, attempting to get past Rhonda's giant hands, who were pushing him back.

"I will and I can, Vancent!" Rhonda retorted, tears now forming in her eyes, "Believe me, I'm doing this for your own good!" He hung Vancent's hood on a small branch on a candy-cane tree. She raised her fists over Vancent's kart; she still couldn't believe what she was about to do.

Vancent immediately knew what she was doing, "N-N-No! R-Rhonda please!" He cried, tears streaming down his tiny face.

Rhonda didn't listen; she gritted her teeth and began to thrash her fists on to Vancent's small kart. One by one more and more of the kart was wrecked. Vancent screamed in agony as Rhonda wrecked his kart that they had made...together...

Vancent glitched down from the branch and sadly whimpered, "Y-Y-You really are a bad guy, R-Rhonda..." And with that, he ran away, wiping his eyes on the back of his sleeve. He turned back once more to face his kart and Rhonda. More tears began to stream down his face. He ran into the wall Diet Cola Mountain, not even looking back the second time.

Rhonda wiped her eyes. She couldn't believe what she had done to her friend. Her first, ever friend. She didn't want to admit it now, but Vancent was her best, best friend. She just couldn't believe she had to give that, and Vancent's chance to race, up.


Meanwhile, outside Queen Candy's castle, Felicia waited nervously. She rang the doorbell and took her hat off. Sour Belle, the little green gumdrop, opened the door, "Yess?" She asked.

Felicia looked around for a second, before looking down at Sour Belle, "I'm looking for my friend, Rhonda. Have you seen her around anywhere?"

"Wreck-It Rhonda?" Sour Belle spat, squinting her eyes.

"Yes, yes that's her!" Felicia jumped up and down with excitement, putting her hat back on her head.

"Should of locked her up when we had the chance." Sour Belle mumbled, "Not making the same mistake with you." And with that, she pulled down a lever, opening a trap door below Felicia's feet.

Felicia fell down the trapdoor, screaming her head off.


Rhonda didn't see any reason to stay in Sugar Rush anymore. She had got her medal back, but she had also broke her friends heart. Since there was unusually no train going to-and-from Sugar Rush, the Surge Protector went and got her personally; she didn't seem to pleased to see Rhonda again, especially in another game.

Rhonda rode the train back to Fix-It Felicia Jr. Maybe the reactions from the Nicelanders when she strode in wearing her medal would cheer her up. She lifted her over-sized body out of the kart and headed towards the penthouse.

Inside the elevator was quiet; much quieter then when she had gone in there two nights ago on the anniversary of her game. She figured that the Nicelanders were asleep, and that she had to wait until morning to show off her medal.

When she arrived on to the top floor, all was still unusually quiet. She slowly walked into the room. All she heard was the sipping noises of somebody sipping a drink; it was Genesse.

"Where is everyone? Are they all asleep?" Rhonda asked; if Genesse was awake, then everybody else should of been, too. But, she didn't hesitate to ask everything that was all on her mind.

Genesse sipped her drink before glancing at Rhonda, "Everyone left; take a look outside. They're un-plugging our game in the morning, because of you."

Rhonda couldn't believe what she was hearing; her game, un-plugged, because of her? No...that wasn't possible. Even if there was a giant piece of paper on the screen of her game, implying it to be 'Out of Order.'

"W-What?" She asked, "N-No...Genesse, look all I wanted was to be on top of the cake and not live alone in the garbage anymore..."

"Good. Well now you can live alone, in the penthouse." Genesse sighed, before tossing Rhonda the keys, "Have a nice life, Rhonda." And with that, she hopped away, out of Rhonda's sight.

Rhonda sighed; she couldn't believe what she had done. She had caused her own game to be un-plugged. She didn't mean for that to happen. All she wanted was to be treated like everyone else; like Vancent did. She and him had the same desires, exactly the same in fact, that it was almost ironic that they met each other.

She walked on to the balcony, clutching her medal; she didn't want that golden piece of junk anymore. It was worthless. Her game was going to be un-plugged in the morning. She did the only thing to dispose of it; she threw it at the screen, of where the gamers looked through. It clunked on the glass, before sliding down it.

The orange paper slid off the screen slightly. Rhonda sighed. However, as always, something seemed to catch her eye; the Sugar Rush gaming cabinet, all with flashing lights. Like her, Vancent was probably mourning over the loss of something; his chance to show himself to the other racers.

Suddenly, as she looked at the side of the gaming cabinet, a picture of Vancent was there; he was wearing a white, racing tracksuit, holding a cocky expression, and was driving a pure white kart, unusually much like the one Queen Candy owned. What? No, that wasn't possible. Rhonda rubbed her eyes slightly, and looked at the cabinet again. The picture was still there. If Vancent was a glitch, then how come his picture was on the side of the gaming console?


Rhonda needed to know the answer to why Vancent's picture was on the side of the gaming cabinet, so she headed straight back to Sugar Rush. She didn't want to ask Queen Candy; she'd probably deny everything. So, she went to the second in command of the kingdom, Sour Belle.

Sour Belle, the green, sour gumdrop of un-sweetness was sweeping up the floor when Rhonda strode into her company, "Hey cough-drop?" Rhonda asked, and not in a nice way.

"Yesss?" Sour Belle retorted, sounding much like herself as always.

"Explain something to me. If Vancent's a glitch, then how come his picture is on the side of your gaming cabinet?" She asked, putting her giant hands on her hips.

"Um..." Sour Belle's eyes went wide with fear, "Ah!" She screamed, trying to run away from Rhonda. However, Rhonda was too fast for her. She picked up the nervous looking Sour Belle quickly.

"What's going on in this candy-coated heart of darkness?" She asked coldly.

"Nothing..." Sour Belle replied nervously.

"Talk!" Rhonda demanded.

"No!" Sour Belle lowered her eyebrows angrily.

"I'll lick you!"

"You wouldn't."

"Oh yeah?" Rhonda stuck her tongue out and licked Sour Belle.

"AH! Tastes like sandpaper!" Sour Belle whimpered as Rhonda took her out of her mouth.

"Well there's more where that came from!" Rhonda chuckled as she put a poor, poor screaming Sour Belle into her mouth. She sucked on Sour Belle's candy taste; definitely sour, "Ooh! Oh! Well, this lot call you Sour Belle for a reason, now don't they?" She spat the poor gumdrop out, "Had enough yet?"

"OK, OK, I'll talk, I'll talk! Vancent was a real racer and then Queen Candy tried to delete his code!" Sour Belle whimpered.

Rhonda couldn't believe what she had just heard. Vancent was a real racer after all. She never liked that Candy Queen anyways, "Why is she doing this to him?" She asked once again.

"I don't know!" Sour Belle retorted.

"Fair enough!" Rhonda was about to put Sour Belle back into her mouth when the green gumdrop spoke again.

"No, no! I swear I don't know! She literally locked up everyone's memories, and I can not remember! Nobody cane! But I do know this; she'll do anything to keep Vancent from racing, because if he crosses the finish line, the game will reset, and he won't be a glitch anymore!"

"Where is he now?" Rhonda asked.

"In the fungeon with Fix-It Felicia!" Sour Belle admitted what she had done before.

"Felicia?" Rhonda retorted in surprise. She couldn't believe that Felicia would be locked up; good-guys never, ever got locked up.

"I'm sorry, that's all I know, I swear! Now please don't put me back inside your filthy mouth again!" Sour Belle begged for mercy.

Rhonda sighed; she still didn't trust this gumdrop. She didn't want her going and blabbing to Queen Candy about what happened. So, she stuck her on a lollipop, "Stick around." She declared ironically, before running off.


Meanwhile, Calhoun continued to follow his tracker. He still wanted to track that Cy-Bug, before it was too late. He didn't want this sweet, sweet little game to go down all because of his game's antagonists. And, he certainly didn't want the whole Arcade to go down, either.

Suddenly, his tracker began to bleep over a hole in the ground. He had figured that the Cy-Bug was inside there. All he hoped now was that it didn't re-spawn. Either way, he had to have a look.

Calhoun attached a hi-tech rope around his waist and pressed a button. It immediately carried him down the hole without him falling down. He still followed his Cy-Bug tracker; the Cy-Bug was very close now.

Finally, after a moment of traveling down the hole, he arrived inside the lair of where the Cy-Bug was. However, his wish was wrong; the Cy-Bug had re-spawned. Big time. Cy-Bug eggs were all over the canyon, and the original Cy-Bug that Rhonda had activated continued to lay more.

Also, it was a funny, orange sort of color; Calhoun had figured that the Cy-Bug had been living on the candy inside the game. That was a good food source for a Cy-Bug, which was bad for Sugar Rush, and the rest of the Arcade, as it gave them more energy.

Calhoun was breathless; this game was going down. And it was all Rhonda's fault.

A/N: Whoa. Eventful chapter, huh? I think this is the longest one yet. I recon that there will be around about two-three chapters left, before I'll get started on my genderbent One Sweet Race one-shot. Maybe I'll write it sooner, who knows?