Ever since Lord Candycane's reign as king in Sugar Rush began, he decreed Christmas could no longer be celebrated in the castle. Any yearly celebrations that were held there for the holidays have now been cancelled. Which meant events like the Christmas party and the annual Christmas Eve dinner wouldn't be taking place in the castle. This news disappointed the racers. When they heard this, the racers were all sitting in Crumbelina's house, worried.

"Awwwwww, I look forward to the party every year!" Gloyd says, looking at the article in the Sugar Rush newspaper, The Sugar Rush Times.

"Me, too!" Crumbelina says, furiously gulping down her second glass of hot chocolate.

"Who knew helping the glitch would get him this far?" Rancis says, wringing his hands with worry. "He defended the glitch for this long, and now he's our new ruler."

"What if he never lets us race again?" Popsicella says, fearing the worst.

"I don't think he'd go THAT far." Adorabeezle says. "Or would he?"

"I hope not." Vanellope says.

"Now, here it is, Christmas Eve, and who knows what he has planned for us..." Taffyta says, shaking with fear.


In the castle, Lord Candycane was in his throne room, staring out the window at Sugarcube Square, the game's massive Christmas tree glimmering with lights and frantic candy citizens doing their last-minute shopping. He stares at the activity going on with a serious frown on his face as he shows no emotion.

"Your majesty, what are we going to do tonight?" an Oreo guard says, looking at Lord Candycane.

"What do you think? We're going to the racers' houses to take their gifts!" Lord Candycane says, smirking evilly. "Christmas will come and they won't have any gifts or candy."

"Oh, so when do we go and do all this stuff?" the guard asks him.

"After the racers are in bed." Lord Candycane says. "Then I'll slip down their chimneys and steal the presents and empty their stockings. If anyone arouses suspicion, I'll be ready." he says, showing the candycane swords he has sheathed at his side.

"Good thinking." the guard says.

"Now, we must get ready. The racers go to bed after the annual Christmas Eve race." Lord Candycane says as he prepares a sack for the gifts.

The guards nod and get to work.


The Christmas Eve race was one event that didn't get cancelled, which the racers were happy about. All the racers raced around the holiday themed courses, like Gingerbread Gulch, Sugar Cookie Slopes, Peppermint Pass, and Colored Lights Lane, all while having a good time.

Nobody knew what was going to happen later that night, so they took advantage of the fun while they could.

After the race, when the awards had been given out, and everyone had locked their karts up for the night, the racers went home and got ready for bed.


A guard watched the lights go out in the square. "Your majesty, the racers are back from the race and sleeping soundly in their beds." he says to Lord Candycane.

"Excellent." Lord Candycane says, dressing in a holiday outfit and loading several bags and sacks on a peppermint sleigh. "Now, we go to the square, where those sweet little racers are laying a-bed and laying a-snooze, dreaming of tomorrow with visions of sugar plums dancing around in their heads. Now, let's move out!"

The Oreo guards latch the Devil Dog units onto the sleigh, and Lord Candycane takes off with two Oreo guards to guard the sleigh while he does what he's there to do.


All their windows are dark, nobody knows he's there. All the racers are dreaming sweet dreams without care.

When he comes to the first house on the square, the nameplate reading "Fluggerbutter", he grabs a ladder and climbs up to their roof, then goes down their chimney.

In the house, two stockings hang over the fireplace flue and a chocolate tree laden with Reese's Piece garlands has several gifts under it.

He sees the stockings, emptying the candy out of them, then he grabs the gifts and stuffs them into the sack. Rancis comes downstairs, seeing Candycane.

"It's one in the morning...what are you doing here?" Rancis says to Candycane. Creamy follows him, looking at what's going on.

He draws a sword and goes up to Creamy, aiming it toward her neck. "Give me the rest of your presents. Now."

She shakes with fear and gets the rest of the presents from her closet.

"That's more like it." Lord Candycane says. He then knocks Creamy into the Fluggerbutter Christmas tree, toppling it over and knocking out the lights. He leaves with their gifts and keeps going around the square, forcing the racers to hand over their gifts and sacrifice their holiday candy.

Soon, his sleigh is filled with gifts and goodies of all kinds, and he drives the sleigh to the castle, smiling at a job well done. But he has one more thing to tell the racers.

"Attention, Sugar Rush Racers! Until further notice, you will all be banished to the GLITCHED Candy Tree Forest. You could all use a little glitchy rehabilitation." Lord Candycane says through a megaphone. "Guards, see to it that they get to the forest."

"Yes, Lord Candycane." the Oreo guards say, forcing the racers to get dressed and take what belongings they needed, then they take a line of saddened racers to the glitched Candy Tree Forest, for that's where they would be staying for the time being.

Lord Candycane drives the sleigh off to the castle, sacks full of gifts and goodies for Swizzle.


Once he gets back to the castle, he carries all the bags of gifts into Swizzle's room. Swizzle is asleep in his bed.

"Swizzle, I have some good news. I took the gifts from the racers, which I am now giving to you." Lord Candycane says.

"Really? For me?" Swizzle says, groggy and half-asleep.

"Yes, for you. And don't you worry about those racers. They won't be bothering you...for a LONG time." Lord Candycane says, smiling at Swizzle.

"When can I open the presents?" Swizzle asks Candycane, smiling.

"Whenever you want to." Lord Candycane replies.

Swizzle yawns a bit. "I'm still kinda sleepy, so I'll sleep a bit longer." he says, laying back down.

"Good night, sleep tight, don't let the racers bite." Lord Candycane says, tucking the blue blanket around Swizzle.

Swizzle goes back to sleep, smiling.


The next day, Swizzle glitches out of bed, and rips open the presents, smiling.

"Candy, kart toys, racing books, video games, and MORE educational games! Yay!" he says, licking a rainbow swirl pop happily.

"Those racers were real thoughtful, weren't they?" Lord Candycane asks as he smiles at Swizzle.

"They sure were! And look, I got this!" Swizzle says, pulling a candycane wand from a peppermint-striped box.

"That's from me." Lord Candycane says.

"Ooooooh, what does it do?" Swizzle asks him.

"Everything a wand does. It should defend you if someone tries to attack you." Lord Candycane says, smiling. "It also has powers that will help you when you're in danger."

"AWESOME! Can I eat more candy now?" Swizzle asks him.

"Whatever you want to do is fine by me." Lord Candycane says to the smiling Swizzle.

"CANDY!" Swizzle says as he gobbles down some jelly beans.


In the glitched Candy Tree Forest, the racers sit on jawbreakers, scared and angry.

"He's gone off the deep end!" Vanellope says, angry as can be.

"Well, we can kind of consider this karma for all we've done to that glitch." Taffyta says, shaking.

"Some Christmas this is turning out to be." Gloyd mutters, adjusting his jacket.

"If we're going to survive in this forest, we have to build shelters." Minty says, her nature instinct kicking in. "We're also going to have to find food while we're here. This punishment will either make us or break us, but we're all going to survive."

The racers get to work, building shelters and some go off to find some food. If they were going to survive in the glitched Candy Tree Forest, they were going to get through it together.