Chapter 12: Loose is FAST

Guest: Really? I really thought that would've been written before. But I'm glad I was the first :)

Dark Demon 122: Yeah, its something BIG alright. It's revealed in this chapter!

Dixie Darlin: Eh, I thought this was the best opportunity for Mario and Luigi to make a cameo. LOL :p

Rancis' shield dropped and clanged onto the ground before him. He stared in awe at the sight in front of him. Vanellope's kart morphed into a super suit around her. The exhaust pipes moved to her feet and spewed out fire and sparks as she floated above the ground. The red tinted windshield was protecting her face. "What do you think of my new super suit Flugs? I thought'd it would be a fun hobby," Vanellope said as she picked up Rancis and flew him around the room.

"THIS IS AWESOME!" Rancis shouted as Vanellope put him down. She smiled and lowered the face shield on her suit.

"I know, I was super bored when you chatted with Richard earlier, so I decided to modify my kart with the new upgrade," Vanellope replied. "I used the sweet seekers as missiles on the wrists and the cherry bombs launch from my hands, and the ice cream mortars fire from a launch tube on my back," Vanellope explained. Then Rancis got an idea as he thought about Vanellope's suit.

"Hmm, try to shoot me with a sweet seeker and cherry bomb simultaneously babe," he said smugly. Vanellope cocked an eyebrow and looked down at her wrists and back to Rancis who now held his shield.

"Are you sure Flugs? I mean, I don't want to hurt you," Vanellope said, unsure of what his motives were. Rancis chuckled and held the shield in front of his face.

"Don't worry, I just want to test how tough this thing is, and plus if something goes wrong, I'll regenerate," Rancis assured her and pointed the shield. Vanellope shrugged and locked a cherry bomb and sweet seeker onto Rancis' position.

"3, 2, 1," Vanellope counted down and fired. The projectiles swarmed Rancis and contacted with his shield, exploding on impact. When the smoke cleared, Rancis was standing, perfectly fine and smiling. His shield had no dents nor scratches on it.

"HAHA!" He shouted victoriously, "this thing is indestructible," he bragged and spun it on his finger.

"Anyway hun, don't you have somewhere to be?" Vanellope asked.

"Oh SHIT! My lesson!" Rancis exclaimed and ran out to his kart. Vanellope smiled and picked up his shield which Ranics dropped.

"He's pretty good with this thing," she said to herself and flew up to her bedroom and set the shield down on her bed.

(Scene cut to Richard)

Richard had been putting the finishing touches on an Atlanta setup for Rancis. Despite having driven there before, the Sugar Rusher made only a single lap. To be truly tested, he must make a full run until he runs out of gas which would take about 50 laps. "Do you think it's such a good idea to let him keep racing with us?" A voice behind Richard asked. The King turned around and frowned to see Jimmie standing there.

"Look Jimmie, I've had a long day," Richard sighed in annoyance, "and I don't need you questioning me again," he finished and went back to work. Jimmie walked up to the King and knelt down.

"No Richard I mean is it really a good idea, what if he doesn't catch on like you think? All he had raced his life is go-karts on dirt. And you're expecting him to be able to transfer vehicles and track surfaces like that?" He asked and snapped his fingers. "I'm really not trying to be an ass Richard, I just want to know if you really think he can do this." Jimmie concluded and put his hand on the car for support. Richard pulled himself from under the car and sighed.

"I know where you're coming from Jimmie, and it has been stressful today, but he has the passion and fire for it, he'll get there; he just needs a little help," Richard replied and wiped some grease off his hands. Jimmie clicked his tongue and got up and walked away. Richard pulled himself up and patted the roof of the car. "You're all set," he said to the car, "just take care of him okay?" Richard finished and put his cowboy hat back on. He adjusted the hat when Jeff and Dale approached him again, each holding clipboards.

"Hey Richard, before Rancis gets here, we want to go over something with you again," Dale exclaimed. Richard turned around and put his hands on his hips.

"What's going on here Dale?" Richard asked.

"Well, I think what you're doing here is good for Rancis, but I want to teach him on the SuperSpeedway's and short tracks," Dale said and showed his clipboard for Richard which had time trial laps for Talladega, Daytona, Richmond, Bristol and Martinsville.

"Well, this all looks good here, nice work Dale, you can work with him tomorrow," Richard said with a smile and handed Dale his clipboard back. He then turned to Jeff and asked, "and what do you want to propose Jeff?"

Jeff cleared his throat and replied, "well since he has raced on a road course his whole life, I thought Tony and I would take the liberty of testing him out on Sonoma and Watkins Glen to see if he can use what he already knows here." Richard looked over the clipboard and handed it back.

"That's good thinking Jeff, you and Tony are the men when it comes to road course racing here," Richard replied. He took out a bottle of water and took a quick swig when there was a soft knock on the garage door. The three turned around to see Rancis standing in the doorway nervously.

"I'm here Richard," Rancis said quietly, averting his eyes from Dale and Jeff. Richard smiled and put his hand on Rancis' shoulder and led him in to the garage.

"Well, that's good Rancis, I got your car all setup for Atlanta again," Richard replied and brushed off his hand. Rancis looked confusingly to Richard.

"But I've already raced Atlanta and it was okay," Rancis retorted. Richard chuckled and patted Rancis' head.

"Yeah I know, but for the past few days, we've raced your way, and frankly it hasn't gone very well," Richard said.

"Okay you got me there," Rancis sheepishly admitted.

"But tonight, you're gonna race your way first for 50 laps here, then we'll check everything out on your car and then you'll race 50 laps my way," Richard said sternly. Rancis sighed, looked at the ground, and back up at Dale and Jeff.

"You're the King, let's do it!" Rancis exclaimed and put his mask and helmet on.

"And by the way Rancis, nice new suit!" Richard replied. Rancis climbed in his car and put it in reverse to get out of his garage stall. A few minutes later, Richard was on top of Rancis' pit box and Rancis was driving on the track. Everything was fine and normal until about lap 8 when Rancis' car did a four wheel slide off of turn four.

"Ooh damn that was close!" Rancis radioed to Richard. Rancis gathered himself back up and entered turn one a little steadier.

"How's the car doing Rancis?" Richard asked him and took out a clipboard and pen.

"Mod! Her ass end is sliding all over the racetrack!" Rancis replied, "it's like driving on dog snot on ice covered in soap!" he finished and slid some more.

"Okay that means you're loose Rancis! Loose is fast and on the edge of out of control. When you're loose, it means the back end wants to come around on you," Richard explained.

"Well, how do I counter-act that Richard?" Rancis asked as he completed lap 11.

"What you do is, try to enter the turns in a little higher lane so the higher banking in the turn can help catch your car, plus you can turn your brake bias up to keep your car a little more stable when you brake for the corners," Richard instructed.

"Alright I got it Richard," Rancis said and did exaclty what Richard told him. About 35 laps later, Rancis had to wheel the car around the quad-oval.

"Okay nice save Rancis, for that, when you feel the car is about to spin, let off the throttle to let the car catch itself, don't try to be the hero and keep the throttle open," Richard said. "It also might help to not enter the corners so fast," he finished.

"You're the King Richard," Rancis radioed in. Soon after, Rancis pulled into pit road, done with his testing stint. He got out of the car, sweat showing through some parts of his suit and his hair was messed up, yet it really didn't freak him out. Unbeknownst to him, Vanellope had shown up to observe him and boy did she ever. As he climbed out of the car and she saw all the sweat dripping from his face, she swore her mind drew a blank. Rancis peeled the top of his suit down to cool off, almost making his girlfriend faint. That's when he noticed her. "Hey Nelly, you made it!" He exclaimed.

"Y-yeah I s-sure did," she replied, trying to form words. The urges were back, all she could think of was being close to his muscular body. He hugged her, causing her body to go limp.

"It's good to see you, my testing session is half over," Rancis told her.

"Yeah, and Rancis here did a good job here," Richard said. Rancis smiled and poured some water on himself. Vanellope came close to losing it, but she kept her composure and just breathed deeply.

"Thanks Richard, I think I'm ready for another bout," Rancis replied.

"Well now hold on Ranics, there is one other thing I need to tell you," Richard began, "tires is what wins races," he finished. "And I know that in your game your tires were made out of candy and never wore out, but tires here are made of rubber which does wear out, if your rubbers wear out then you're gonna slip and slide all over the track straight into the wall," Richard further explained.

"Oh yeah my friends Swizzle told me about that once, he said Trojans are the best rubbers out there," Rancis said. Richard face-palmed and took a drink of Budweiser.

"Not what I meant, but you do need to figure out how to race without melting the tires, so now we're gonna run my way son," Richard replied. Rancis climbed back in his car and Vanellope got on the pit box with Richard and Jeff.

"So how are you doing Vanellope?" Jeff asked politely.

"I'm doing fine Jeff, I'm doing just fine," Vanellope replied as she watched her boyfriend drive around the track. "I'm glad Rancis is having fun with this, but I kept telling him he was good enough and didn't need to prove anything to me and his friends," Vanellope finished.

"Yeah, I know what you mean Vanellope, but some drivers want different challenges to keep up with the competition and I think he's doing good," Jeff said. Back with Rancis, the Peanut Butter Cup boy kept trying to 'attack' the corners as hard as he could to get through them fast.

"STOP THAT RANCIS!" Richard yelled at him through the radio.

"What did I do?!" Rancis asked, scared out of his wits.

"You need to drive it in smooth to keep your tires from melting and you need to let off the throttle and not mash down on the brake pedal," Richard instructed. Rancis did everything Richard said and at the end of the run, his average time was a whopping SIX seconds faster than his first run average time.

"That was bloody brilliant Richard," Rancis said as he saw the lap time comparisons.

"See, if you're patient and willing at the beginning of a run, you can save your tires to make a hard charge for the win, but for now, I think you're ready to try this in a real race, if you're ready of course," Richard said with a smirk. Rancis looked over at his girlfriend.

"What do you think Nelly?" Rancis asked. Vanellope grabbed his head and kissed him, earning Rancis a few 'ooohs' from his fellow competitors.

"Go get 'em Flugs," Vanellope said as she released him. Rancis looked back at Richard with a grin on his face.

"Bring it Richard, I think you're ready for a runner-up finish," Rancis said in a cocky tone.

"I'm so glad you said that, then strap back in, we're running an Atlanta race now!" Richard declared and called the other drivers to their cars. Rancis looked around, surprised that this was happening so fast.

"Are you sure right now Richard, shouldn't we wait until like tomorrow?" Rancis asked nervously. The King stopped in his tracks and turned to Rancis, disappointed.

"I knew you weren't ready for this, then go home," Richard said, secretly crossing his fingers. Rancis' face contorted into determination.

"No, I'm ready for this, and I am going to win and you're going to be okay with that!" Rancis declared and strapped into his car. He then stopped and realized what he had done. "Damned reverse psychology," he said to himself. Vanellope climbed back onto the pit box and put on the radio that Richard used to talk to Rancis, but she muted the mic to not disturb her Rancis.

"Alright boys, Rancis is reformed and tested, let's see how he does," Richard said through the radio. Rancis was starting last in the 60 lap stint, meaning that EVERYONE had to pit for fuel at some point, the question would be, when would everyone pit for fuel? Would they pit after about 15 laps, or wait for a caution at the end? Rancis hadn't been shown how to save fuel because Richard wanted him to learn something on his own. Coming out of turn four, the pace car dropped onto pit road and the holographic flag man waved the green flag and the race commenced.

"Let's do it," Rancis said to himself. He started 13th, right behind Bobby Allison and Alan Kulwicki. He followed Bobby's inside line through turns one and two and helped push him past Alan down the backstretch. This also helped Rancis due to Bobby going into turn three a little faster than he anticipated and he overshot the corner, allowing Ranics to assume 11th position. The want to push his car as hard as he could kept bugging Rancis, but he pushed that feeling down as they crossed the line for lap two. After only one lap, Rancis did feel that the grip level was starting to diminish. Going into turn one, Rancis moved his lane from the bottom to the middle for some more grip.

"You can do it Flugs," Vanellope told herself. The lane change worked as Rancis' car stuck to the track and he got the momentum to get by Cale and David for 9th. David attempted to get his spot back on the bottom, but Rancis held his line in turn 4 and pulled back ahead of David.

"See ya, wouldn't want to be ya," Rancis teased David. His car did feel a little on the loose side, so Rancis adjusted his brake bias to get his car to keep stable. Rancis knew that he was in ninth place and that meant that it would get a little harder to pass people. On lap 12, Rancis got a run on Darrell coming out of turn four, but Darrell let his car drift up in front of Rancis' and slammed the door. "FUCK!" Rancis shouted and hit the brakes to not hit Darrell's car. Luckily, Rancis was a good bit ahead of 10th place still and didn't fall back. He knew that if he pushed it too hard, he would wreck, so Rancis just sat back and let the race come to him. 15 laps later, Rusty's engine lost a cylinder and was forced to retire, giving Rancis another spot up to 8th. On lap 30, Rancis re-caught Darrell and finally got around him when Darrell's slide job forced him into the wall and allowed Rancis to pass on the inside of the backstretch.

"That's my Flugs," Vanellope said and twirled a piece of her hair in her finger. Rancis eventually got up to sixth when Jimmie and Bill chose to pit on lap 40, but that's when Cale slapped the turn four wall and spun into the infield grass. Jimmie and Bill were now caught a lap down and were forced to take the wave around where lapped cars got one lap back, but couldn't pit under the yellow. Every other driver on the lead lap came down pit road. Rancis decided to lower his trackbar to be tighter on entry to not spin out and he wanted some wedge taken out to let him wheel his car off the turns.

"Coming back to green in 3, 2, 1, GREEN!" Rancis' spotter called out. Rancis was restarting seventh, and good thing because second place restarter, Tony Stewart, spun his tires and jammed up the outside row. Going into one, Rancis was 7th, but coming out of turn two, he was fourth. There were only 15 laps to go now, and Rancis just knew that he had to get what he could or risk losing it.

"I got ya Jeff," Rancis said as he performed a great cross over when he got a helluva run off turn two on the high lane and crossed lanes below Jeff and over took third going into three. Jeff tried to get back by him, but Rancis' car was hooked up. Dale and Richard were about 2 seconds ahead when the field got the 10 laps to go signal. Rancis smiled when he saw Dale and Richard battling side by side, allowing Rancis to slowly catch up. With seven laps to go, Richard's, Dale's and Rancis' tires were all pretty worn, but thanks to Richard's teachings, Rancis was able to save his stuff. Going into five laps to go, Rancis was only a half second behind the two champs. In turn one, Dale rode a lane lower than Richard in the middle and got a run up on him. Down the backstretch, Dale and Richard were side by side, but Dale had to lift because Richard's car took the air off of Dale's spoiler, forcing the Intimidator to lift.

"You're not getting away with that Richard," Dale said to himself. Coming to four laps to go, Dale nudged Richard's left rear quarter-panel, getting Richard loose forcing his car up the track towards the wall. The King had to lift to avoid the wall, costing him first and second. Even with all of his racing talent, the time and the tire grip wasn't there, and Richard's chance at a win, was dashed. So what did Richard do? He cheered on his protege.

"COME ON RANCIS! GET THAT WIN BOY!" Richard yelled to himself. Going down the backstretch, Rancis utilized the draft wake from Dale's car and let Dale pull him around turn three and four. Rancis did lose a little time because of how tight his car was on entry, and the dirty air made him lose a little of his front end tires, but he quickly let out of the throttle and mashed hit back down, losing only half a tenth of a second.

"Bring it Rancis, let's see what you got kid," Dale said as he glanced in his mirror. Coming to 3 laps to go, Rancis cooled off his tires by taking it easy in one and two, and let the draft suck his car back up to Dale's. But this time, Rancis let off early to get out of the dirty air. The move worked and allowed Rancis to stick with Dale. Meanwhile, Vanellope was standing up, clenching his fists so hard she almost made her palms bleed, and she bit her lip. Her heart rate was elevated and her breathing was labored.

"Come on Flugs, I know you can do it," she told herself. But, Dale being the legend that he is, figured out what Rancis was doing and tried to stop him. With only 2 laps to go, Rancis went to the high lane once again to try and pass Dale, but Dale switched lanes and took Rancis' line to keep him behind. Rancis lost the front end of his car and had to lift or face the consequence of hitting the wall.

"You're going down Dale," Rancis said through gritted teeth. Going into turn three, Rancis took the low line and actually gained his ground back. With saving his tires, Rancis was able to go lower than Dale, which Dale also knew.

"WHITE FLAG!" Rancis' spotter announced, "Only 2 tenths behind," his spotter finished. Going into turn one, Rancis took the middle line to still gain momentum which worked and allowed him to get right on Dale's bumper on the exit of turn two. Down the backstretch, Rancis kept pushing Dale's car into three, forcing the Intimidator to hit the brakes harder to not slap the wall on entry. Rancis seized his opportunity and dove low, keeping his throttle down. Rancis' car started to snap sideways, but Rancis' instincts helped him keep it under control and get pull a slide job on Dale. He slid his car right in front of Dale's car. Dale tried in vain to get back by, but Rancis squeezed Dale lower and lower until Dale was on the apron and had to let off. Coming out of four, Dale let off the throttle, which in turn, gave Rancis, THE WIN.

"YEESSSS! MAN THIS WAS AMAZING! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT WHOOOO!" Rancis yelled over the radio. He slowed his car down and dropped the window net to wave to the other drivers. Dale pulled to his outside and gave him a thumbs up. Richard bumped his rear bumper and waved to him. Jeff lightly sideswiped his car with a thumbs up. Tony drove backwards and gave him a high five before driving onto pit road. Rancis parked his car on the front stretch and did a burnout. In doing so, his rear tires exploded, but Rancis cared none in the least. Back with Vanellope, the President of Sugar Rush was jumping up and down on the pit box.

"THAT'S MY RANCIS! YOU'RE THE BEST BABY!" She exclaimed as Rancis pulled his car into Victory Lane. But she stopped short when Rancis came out of the car and was showered with confetti and soda. She heard him say something about getting his new suit sticky from the soda, so he took the top down and revealed his large and sweaty muscles underneath. Vanellope's eyes got big as she scanned her boyfriend's sweaty torso and hair. She started sweating herself and fanning. Then suddenly, something overtook her mind, and Vanellope turned around and ran out of the game.

"By God Rancis, that was some astounding racing there, nice job son!" Dale said to Rancis with a handshake.

"Thank you Dale, but really this win is for Richard, for teaching me how to drive a stock car, thank you you Richard!" Rancis said and pointed to his mentor.

"It was nothing Rancis, but it was really you're racing talent's and know how that got you this win, I just helped you get some confidence," Richard explained. Rancis hugged Richard and poured some Root Beer onto his head.

"Yeah, but you're still the man!" Rancis exclaimed and hoisted up his trophy. Rancis then scanned the area for his girl, but was disappointed when he couldn't find her. "Hey guys, this has been fantastic, but I want to find my girl," Rancis said and left. On his way, he ran into Citrusella and Torvald.

"H-hey what are you two doing here?" Rancis asked curiously.

"We're here to see our boyfriends," Citrusella explained.

"WHAT?! Who are you dating Torvald?" Rancis asked.

"Tony, he's so tough," Torvald replied dreamily.

"Okay," Rancis said and backed away awkwardly. Back with the champions, Richard was getting congrats from his fellows.

"Well, there's another damn good reason why you're our leader!" Jeff said and toasted Richard.

"Thanks Jeff, but you and Dale still have much to teach him, and that is why I am glad to say you are the best right hand men ever, I really couldn't do this without you two," Richard replied. Jimmie watched them from behind a garbage can with a scowl.

"Oh just drink up boys cause in the next few days, I'm gonna be head honcho of this place," he said to himself. But behind him, his 'master' was watching him.

"Yes, keep thinking you're getting the better end of the deal Johnson, I'll be the God of the arcade once I'm done with you," the figure said to himself from the shadows.

(Five minutes later!)

Rancis had arrived back in Sugar Rush, but still couldn't find his Nelly anywhere. "Hey Swizz!" Rancis called. The Swizz was busy sitting in a tree with his girl in his lap.

"Yo, what's up Rancis?" Swizzle asked with a smirk.

"Nothing, I just won a NASCAR race and I'm trying to find Nelly," Rancis replied. Swizzle immediately sat up, causing Jubileena to fall off his lap onto a lower branch.

"Oops, sorry Jubee," Swizzle apologized, "but you won a race?! Why didn't you invite us before it started?" Swizzle demanded.

"I would have, but Richard tested me and started a race when I least suspected it," Rancis replied, "but anyway have you two seen Nelly?" Rancis asked again.

"I think I saw her running back to her castle," Jubileena said, "why didn't you think of that before?" she asked.

"Well, because I didn't okay? I saw you guys and thought you would know," Rancis said sheepishly. He turned around and ran back to the castle. He saw Bill sitting on a stool outside the door playing a harmonica.

"Nobody knows, the trouble I seen, glory hallelujah!" Sour Bill sang.

"Bill?" Rancis asked unsure.

"Um, Mr. Fluggerbutter, you saw nothing!" Bill said angrily.

"Whatever cough drop, why are you outside the castle?" Rancis asked.

"The President has ordered me and all the servants out of the castle for the evening, the servants have their own private quarters around the back of the castle, but I'm stuck out here for the night," Bill explained and went back to playing his harmonica.

"Okay can I go in?" Rancis asked. Bill jabbed his thumb towards the door and Rancis knew he was in. He opened the door to a dark castle. Up the staircase, Rancis could see the dim light from behind Vanellope's door, and the muffled sound of Def Leppard playing. Rancis slowly made his way up the stairs, not knowing what was going to happen. He could hear the opening rift from "Pour Some Sugar On Me" starting to play. Rancis slowly reached for the knob. His hands were still sweaty from the intensity of his race and form his nervousness. The knob slowly turned and his pushed the Chocolate door open.

"Hey there Flugs," Vanellope said in a sultry voice, "glad you come in," she said seductively with a smirk and cocked eye brow. Rancis' eyes widened to the width of dinner plates and his jaw hit the floor. Standing before him, leaning on a bed post, was Vanellope, wearing a see through silk night-gown with nothing else on.

END CHAPTER 12

OOH A teasing cliffhanger! Mwahaha. I love teasing you guys. SO how was that race? HE FINALLY WINS! And the part about Vanellope's heart rate going up and her breathing becoming labored does happen to me when Jeff Gordon is about to win because I too am nervous about what could happen to him. BUT anyway, how bout that ending? I'm not 100% sure yet, but I am thinking about doing an M rated lemon scene. But please let me know in your review, should I write it or should I keep it T rated and leave it implied? If you say YES, I will make a separate M rated story. REVIEW PLEASE! I WANT 100 before the story is OVER! REVEIW NOW OR The Killer from A Nightmare on Halloween will get YOU!