Creamy Buttercap: You wouldn't stand a chance.
Al Drin Hoshizora: Uh-huh.
Antha1: Well, Minis doesn't have a force-field blocking them out, and she's not EVERYWHERE. At least, not 24/7.
Burglar: You do that. But no stealing.
The racers gazed into the pure energy that was the spirit of Minis Savers. The specter stood before the crowd, its mass level of power being felt by everyone surrounding her.
Her gaze was upon Licorice. In spite of her immense power, Licorice could see a tiredness in her eyes, an exasperation. She was jaded; jaded with the Sugar Rush Racers, jaded with Vanellope.
Jaded with Licorice. It was clear from the look in her eyes that she had no more patience to deal with Licorice any longer. They'd settle things here and now, forever and everlasting.
"I see you have disobeyed my orders, Licorice Liqued," Minis spoke, her arm raised in Licorice's direction. Licorice took a stance, prepared to receive a strike of energy. Strangely, it did not come.
Minis continued. "Must we continue on like this?" She asked, spreading her arms to her sides. "I hoped we could have settled things between us in the past. Must we continue to fight?"
Licorice said nothing. She just had her hands on her hips, glaring at Minis. Vanellope and Candlehead stood by her side, waiting for Minis to continue before they retorted.
"Why can't you accept what I've already told you?" Minis asked, furrowing her eyebrows. "I shouldn't have to explain this again."
"There's no need to," Licorice finally said. This caused Minis to smile, until Licorice added, "Because you'll never be able to convince me so."
Minis' smile turned to a frown. "Those Sugar Rush Racers are leaving whether you like it or not!" She snapped, and aimed her finger at Vanellope. Instantly, Vanellope was thrown backwards into Rancis' arms by a hidden force.
Licorice immediately jumped in front of Minis' path and grabbed her wrist, jerking her hand up.
"No!" She cried firmly.
Minis froze, somewhat miffed, then narrowed her eyes. She pointed her other hand at Licorice's fist that was currently wrapped around her wrist, and a jolt of energy sent Licorice soaring away. She crashed onto the ground, injured.
The scrapped racers watched, somewhat conflicted. On one hand, they didn't like seeing Licorice get hurt. At the same time, their fear of Minis kept them from intervening.
"You have no power over me," Minis sneered, dusting off her wrist. "I can do whatever I want."
Licorice coughed, but stood up straight. "Funny," She said, forcing a grin. "Because you have no power over me, either."
Licorice was befuddled when Minis grinned. "Oh, really?" Minis asked, clenching her fists. "Looks like I'l just have to prove you wrong!" With that, Minis soared towards Licorice, who was too surprised to move.
"Licorice!" Witchy cried, and was about to run forward, but Candella held her back.
Minis seeped into Licorice's gaping mouth, and the red-headed girl collapsed onto the ground, coughing and gagging. The racers watched as Licorice started thrashing on the ground, trying to fight off Minis' spirit.
Rancis covered his mouth and looked away, reminded of when Minis had done the same to him.
"Minis, stop!" Vanellope commanded. For a moment, Licorice went still, and Vanellope wondered if Minis had obeyed her commands. Licorice lay on the ground, her eyes closed, not making a sound.
"L-Licorice?"
It was Candace who spoke. The glitch approached Licorice hesitantly, hoping that she was alright.
Suddenly, Licorice sat up, her eyes closed. She turned away from Candace and towards the Sugar Rush Racers, Candlehead in particular. Then, her eyes opened.
Candlehead gasped. Those weren't Licorice's eyes.
Those were Minis' eyes.
"So that's your BFF, huh?" Minis spoke through Licorice's mouth. The girl jumped to her feet, an evil grin on her face. She cracked her knuckles, and bared her teeth.
"Let's fix that, shall we?" "Licorice" said vehemently, and she dashed towards Candlehead. The cake-headed girl was taken back as her friend unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks in her direction. Candlehead struggled to dodge them all.
One backhand caught from "Licorice" caught Candlehead in the mouth, and she dropped onto the ground, clutching her jaw.
"Hey, you can't do that!" Taffyta shouted angrily. "Only I can do that!"
"Licorice" stared at Taffyta, then turned back to Candlehead.
"Minis, stop this!" Witchy snapped. Even she was exhausted with all of this.
"Let my sister go," She commanded the spirit. However, she received no response. "Licorice" ignored Witchy and continued to stare at Candlehead. She took the girl by the collar, and hoisted her into the air with one arm.
Candace rushed to Vanellope. "We got to glitch her," She whispered to the President. "We got to get her out."
Vanellope already knew what Candace was getting at. The two took each other by the hand, and then they let out a cry and rushed towards "Licorice".
"Licorice" was just about to zap Candlehead when she heard the shouting coming from behind her. She turned her head just as Vanellope and Candace both lunged at her, arms outstretched.
Before "Licorice" could move, the two grabbed her, and they both glitched at the same time. The glitching transferred to "Licorice", who let out a double-headed scream. They could hear both Minis and Licorice screaming separately as they were glitched.
Instantly, Minis' spirit was thrown out of Licorice's body. Licorice collapsed onto the ground, exhausted but otherwise okay. She sat up, dizzy.
"Licorice, you're back!" Candlehead said, and embraced her. Licorice gave a weak smile, but it vanished as she saw Minis' spirit float into the air, an enraged look on her face.
"That is it!" She cried, out of patience. "Licorice, if you won't listen to me, then you're just as much a Sugar Rush Racer as they are! You deserve the same as them!"
The skies started to darken as Minis pointed her fingers at Licorice, who braced herself for contact.
"Prepare to-"
"No."
Minis paused. It was Witchy who had spoken.
The witch walked in front of Licorice, blocking Minis' path. She stood, her arms folded defiantly.
"What are you. . ." Minis whispered, confused.
"No," Witchy repeated, glaring at Minis. "Enough of this."
Candella adjusted her helmet, and joined Witchy. Grabbing Licorice by the hand, she stared up at Minis. Licorice stared at Candella in surprise, then turned back to Minis.
Minis floated in the air, confused. As she did, one by one, the scrapped racers all joined Witchy and Licorice.
"No," Each of them said, defying the powerful spirit. Soon, the only one standing away from the others was Taffeta, who stood conflicted. She stared at the crowd, and at Minis.
"Enough," Witchy said. "It's over, Minis. You lose."
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