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Isn't It Lovely (Mixed) by Matt Lange


*Chapter 2*

With a flicker of her incredible coding, alongside Boss's, his and Vanellope's figures quickly appeared in Sugar Rush's main teleport pad. A massive disc on the ground, so carefully engrained into the gorgeous palace tiles underneath, said hub hung just before the code room's large, round entrance, safely sealed away. In said hug was the racer's wings, a spherical hug of two corridors that met in a North and South entrance, which also was a place where Taffyta and Rancis resided. In the step Vanellope took off of the teleport pad, she perked up as she could hear happy chatter coming from the palace's main hub of a dining hall, and as her and Boss froze and caught curious eyes, they both shrugged and figured stopping by and checking in wouldn't hurt.

Kissed to perfection, Sugar Rush's palace dining hall was massive, high white ceilings with gapes of sky lights littered throughout, not only was it a place for much larger dinners and gatherings, with the palace's main hearth and two hefty chunks of kitchen islands, as well as a lower sitting area and fire place off to the side, this main hub was clearly the heart of the palace. Surged in heartbeats from all different games and walks of life, it was a landing spot for home, for family. Vanellope's eyes sagged the place in warm eagerness; a few Sugar Rush racers lazily lounged in the lower sitting area, near the unlit fireplace as well as near the tucked away corridor that lead to the palace's garage, where each racer kept their race cars. In a further sweep, Vanellope could see Emery and Tatum cutely chit chatting with each other at one end of the nearest island, to which Theo and Oliver were a bit further away bickering in boyish banter, complete with chest-nudges and blabbering arguments about nothing in particular.

"Hey, mom," Emery sweetly chimed to Vanellope; as her daughter in law, Vanellope eagerly welcomed the title.

"Hey, you," Vanellope chimed warmly, she gave Emery a loving side hug and caught eyes with Tatum in a whirl of a sweet greeting, though just as Vanellope was due to inquiring just what the two girls were up to, Oliver noticed Vanellope's presence.

"Mom, tell him, c'mon, please side with me," Oliver barked in irritation, to which Emery and Tatum rolled their eyes and giggled in full annoyance; Vanellope flinched as her much larger second born nearly plowed all three women over, to which Boss huffed a small laugh and steadied Vanellope with his wing, "Glitch-hopping is MUCH faster on an empty stomach. C'mon."

"Why does any of it matter, Olly," Emery stated as she gestured outwards, her emerald bangs flickered with her fervor; Tatum covered her mouth and blurt a laugh as Theo made his bumbling presence known as well, though it was much more carefully planned.

"You guys gunna race or something?" Vanellope wondered loudly, said word cued to the handful of lazy racers across the way, though as said word was also tossed into the atmosphere, a certain someone had gently strolled from the palace's main teleport hub, as well.

"Whose racin' who," Lash stabbed with an eager smile as he halted in his tracks and fixated on the group in which was now his interest; Tatum and Emery were now lost in laughter, though Oliver looked as if he was about to rip his own hair out.

"I don't know, but you'd lose," Vanellope snipped meanly, clearly playing; Lash huffed a choke of a breath and clutched his chest, he wore comfortable grey racing jeans and a white t-shirt.

"Ow," Lash grunted, he neared the island, opposite the commotion, and although he previously looked as if he was on a mission, he glossed his creepy golden eyes about the whole area, didn't see the individuals he was meeting up with, and decided to make himself comfortable with this new group of interest, "Seriously, I just got my mojo back. Whose racing who?"

"There's no race, my dad just wants to know if it's faster to glitch-hop on a full or empty stomach," Theo groaned in irritation, to which everyone lofted their eyes to Vanellope in heated wait for her answer.

"... Well why are you guys all staring at me!" Vanellope shrieked, everyone erupted into laughter.

"You're the original glitch," Lash stated kindly through his bout of chuckling, though he crossed his arms and pondered on said notion, "Y'know... If I had to pick one, I'd say glitch-hopping on a full stomach is faster."

"THANK YOU," Theo groaned aloud as he gestured towards Lash, Oliver grappled the black hair on his temples and grit his teeth in hot irritation.

"NO! HOW?" Oliver argued, to which Vanellope bobbed a slightly agreeing nod and shrugged.

"Think about it," Lash gestured his hands out and cocked an eyebrow, "It's like choosing a heavy-set racer. They always handle a bit sturdier, and once they're going? They're GONE."

"Yeah, but you're FAR more agile and quick when light-weight," Oliver pressed, Theo, Vanellope and Emery began bickering all at once, above each other.

"Besides, out of ALL the glitchers in this group, Tatum would probably be the fastest," Lash stated with confident, though Tatum furrowed her eyebrows and perked up in smiling glee, and though no one steamrolled over her feelings and disagreed, they all peered to Lash in hot confusion.

"Me?" Tatum giggled, Lash bobbed a nod.

"You are the only one here with the ability to fly... Paired with glitching, you'd lose us entirely," Lash assured with a nod, and though there was literally no evidence of it, Lash lazily pointed to the large, sealed door that lead to the palace's gorgeous, outdoor corridor, of which wound to the rec-hall. Lash pressed on in total nonchalant certainty, "Ace is about to walk in."

"The argument was food or no food in the tank, not wings or no wings," Oliver mumbled, Tatum gave Oliver a cute little wrinkled-nose smile; on cue, Ace pressed into the building, tailed by Mara and Beaux.

"...How did you know Ace was about to walk in like that?" Vanellope gawked in cute, pointing delight as her grandson's presence neared.

"The NEW argument would be whether or not to take a shit before or after," Theo cheesed, though said weird collection of words had Ace, Beaux and Mara rolling to a stop and grinning in collective, disgusted confusion.

"... Do I WANNA know?" Ace's deep voice glossed the group, to which everyone erupted in laughter.

"No, you don't," Lash muttered as Ace finally approached, him and Ace lazily shook hands, in a grip of a brotherly fashion of a quick side hug, though he softened as Mara easily sagged into Lash's arms once him and Ace had parted. Lash heaved a chuckle, tucked his chin to the top of Mara's head and cutely caught eyes with Vanellope, "I knew Ace was coming due to a new thing I'm trying out. Coded vibrations on the grid... Likely not incredibly new information to glitchers, I just am doing what I can to perfect it to full-on eyesight for coding."

"Us Users are about to get a lesson on it," Ace stated in cute readiness, to which him, Lash, Mara and Beaux began to softly step away, so to revisit the palace's teleportation hub and likely set their sights for Turbotime, more specifically Lash's new, massive, shared abode in Thunderbird Arena, with all of his brothers, "I'll be rolling out how to perfect it the next time all of us glitchers get together."

"See yah, guys," Theo stated kindly with a wave as the new little band of Users began to disappear, though in said slow mosey of cute conversing, Vanellope narrowed her gaze and felt her shoulders sag as she assessed the situation.

Lash's strong arm was lovingly saddled about Mara's lower back as all four beings walked away together, in which Beaux eagerly began to explain something to Lash in a cute show of new, brotherly camaraderie. All four beings looked entirely smitten, and though Libby wasn't available for said lesson today, they still looked like an adorable little family unit, so full of fresh love and new camaraderie. Vanellope sagged her shoulders a little harder and felt the pit in her stomach gape larger. In the drag to assess Oliver and his little unit, Oliver had leaned down to cutely whisper something in Emery's ear whilst Tatum and Theo continued to quietly bicker about the conversation at hand; yet again, another little unit of cuteness, of fresh love. Adding Tatum to the group only assured to Vanellope that marriage and babies would likely eventually be on the horizon, a warm ball of growing love, Vanellope finally heaved a shaky sigh and felt the need to escape.

"Alright, guys, I'm headed to Taffyta's, I'll catch you later," Vanellope cued softly with a smile, and though Oliver stood to say a kind farewell to his mother, he frowned and peered to her in softened concern; he waved, nonetheless.

"Bye, mom," Oliver chimed lovingly, though as Vanellope and Boss began to saunter to Sugar Rush's main teleport pad, where Lash and company had just vanished from, she pushed past said teleport pad and rounded the corridor in search for Taffyta's and Rancis's house; she knew that Oliver was likely the softest, gooiest of her three children, and if there were any of them to truly be able to sense and pick up on any switch up in Vanellope's mood, right away, it was him.

"User, this is getting painful," Vanellope mumbled quietly to Boss, and though he had been silent this entire time, his aura read calm delight, happy to observe.

"I can tell," Boss volleyed with a small sigh as the two sauntered together, "You doing okay?"

"I'm okay, that... Island is sounding better and better," Vanellope muttered as she came up to Taffyta's and Rancis's door, and with a tender knock, her and Boss patiently waited for the door to crack open, in which it finally did.

"Hey, Van," Rancis mumbled sweetly, it was clear he had potentially been napping on and off throughout the morning, though he perked up a bit as he landed his eyes on Boss, who stood cutely behind Vanellope with his head hung low, "Oh, hey Boss."

"Is it okay if Boss joins?" Vanellope wondered gently as she gestured down to him, "We're... Each other's support creatures."

"'Support creatures'," Rancis huffed with a cute smile and a nod, he gently opened his large, beautiful front door wide and welcomed the two inside, "'Course Boss is welcome. C'mon in, Wren and Penny are here, too."

"Ohh it's a party," Vanellope stated with a dollop of cuteness as her and Rancis enveloped into a gentle hug, though as Vanellope pressed past Rancis's mud room and foyer, Boss lazily sauntered in and sagged his snout to Rancis's center, as a cute way to say hello.

"Hey, bud," Rancis chuckled as his able hands lovingly rubbed Boss's head and the sides of his face, though as Boss strangely hovered in a needy fashion, Rancis sagged his shoulders and frowned. Due to Boss and Marble collectively being Zed's flyers, Rancis was around Boss often, due to Rancis being one of Zed's right hand men. Rancis lovingly held his hands underneath Boss's massive jaws and held him in a stare down of curious concern, in which Boss's lovely, dewy, massive blue eyes peered up into Rancis's eyes in a puppy-dog fashion, "Aw, what? Why the long faces, you guys?"

"User, you got five hours?" Vanellope grunted as she made her way into the kitchen, after taking off her shoes in Rancis's mud room, as well as her lovely new racing jacket. She perked up a little as she caught eyes with Wren, though it was clear Taffyta and Penny were out on their lovely balcony. Wren closed the fridge, thus revealing himself and landing eyes on his aunt.

"Hey, auntie," Wren chimed with happiness, a lovely ball of sunshine, his vivid eyes hooked to Vanellope's in a swing of a wide smile.

"Hey, babe," Vanellope lilted in an uprise of nearly-forced happiness, and as the two embraced, Wren largely frowned and hugged Vanellope about her waist.

"What's wrong?" Wren cooed, his lovely white hair was cleanly cut and draped to the shaved parts of his scalp, he wore a comfortable dark green t-shirt with a gape of a hole in the collar, it was clear this particular Sunday was incredibly lazy and broody for the Fluggerbutter clan, with a new baby due within any single day now.

"Ohh... Seems like no one would understand," Vanellope frowned, she shook her head as Rancis finally closed his front door and tailed Boss's much larger body inside. With Taffyta's and Rancis's abode not really fit for a huge dragon, such as Boss, he very carefully wormed his way through the kitchen, down into the living room and to the gape of the patio's massive, opened sliding glass doors. Vanellope's aimless gaze watched him step outside, she recalled the instansces in this day alone where she saw another family unit, another couple, and felt envy. Her hazel eyes pierced her cute nephew's, his gaze hooked to her in frozen, at-attention concern, "I'm starting to feel alienated in my own kingdom."

"Seriously, who am I beating up?" Wren stabbed in a protective nature, to which Rancis raised his eyebrows in groggy exhaustion and croaked his second born a cute retort.

"Your uncle Ralph," Rancis tested, to which Wren's face sloped to hot concern.

"Oh, no, sorry aunt Vanellope, you're on your own," Wren mumbled as he rubbed the back of his head, and though it was clear this was all just lighthearted joking, Vanellope still bobbed a nod and did absolutely everything in her power not to allow tears to well in her eyes.

"Zed's told me a bit of what's going on," Rancis stated as tenderly as she could, and though he knew that him, Wren and Vanellope were due to likely stepping out onto the balcony to join Boss, Taffyta and Penny, he wondered if much softer wisdom, from the two more grounded men in the group, would be helpful first and foremost, "Y'know, we JUST got this shiny new virus protection for Sugar Rush, Turbotime got plugged back in, we're now in the coolest game station in all of Arcade... Methinks Ralph's due to bouncing back."

"It's been awhile since I've seen uncle Ralph, come to think of it," Wren worried as he crossed his arms, and as him and Rancis's presence very gently sandwiched Vanellope, at the kitchen island, Vanellope continued to aimlessly stare off in desperate attempt to reserve tears.

"Yeah, he's..." Vanellope started, though her voice wavered, signaling her stronghold was crumpling; Rancis tsked her a noise and looked down at the island in gentle regret, and with such a subtle, soft show of camaraderie, Vanellope grit her teeth, furrowed her brow and did everything to hold back a hiccup of a cry as she looked down to the island below her little hands.

"Van," Rancis cooed gently, his deep voice reverberated through her soul, and as he barely took a step forward, he opened his arm to insinuate he was ready to give her a comforting hug, in which she immediately took him up on. Rancis heaved a long, heavy, raspy sigh and lovingly enveloped Vanellope into a swaying hug as she buried her face into his broad shoulder. Wren largely frowned and stepped tighter to the situation at hand, he carefully began to rub up and down Vanellope's back as him and his father caught eyes in a whirl of rising concern, "C'mon, it's okayyy. You know Ralph is just going through a rough patch. He'll come out of it, especially with a new baby on the lot."

"Everyone loves babies," Wren stated kindly with a nod, to which Rancis huffed a chuckle and lulled his eyes closed, he kept Vanellope tight in his embrace.

"Why don't you and Ralph go away next Sunday, or something? Have you seen the resorts on Vidrix's shoreline?" Rancis gawked a little, both him and Wren were all smiles as Wren bobbed a firm nod.

"You KNOW Lash will set you guys up," Wren stated with a great amount of warmth, "Hell, he might even let you guys have one of the guest suites at his place."

"That place is HUGE," Rancis mumbled, "I don't know how you boys don't get lost."

"It's half the size of the palace lot, I mean seriously... I often get turned around," Wren uttered with a cute smile, having the honor of living at said beacon of luxury with Throttle, inside Thunderbird Arena.

"I'll ask Ralph," Vanellope mumbled, though as her and Rancis pulled apart, Rancis tenderly cupped Vanellope's cheek in his brotherly grip and wiped away her tears, in which Wren wormed his way around Vanellope's back so to look into her eyes, as well. Before either man before her could say anything, she furrowed in a grimace of tight conceal and looked down to her hands, "Guys, I have a confession... I-I guess I didn't technically do anything wrong, but, I'm starting to feel weird."

"What's going on?" Rancis worried, his little mini-me peered into Vanellope's eyes with the same amount of boyish concern.

"It's nothing huge, I just... When I was inside that candy shop in Vidrix, earlier, the... Guy behind the counter gave me my receipt and his number was on the back," Vanellope mumbled tearfully, she shook her head and shrugged, "I'd never act on it, OBVIOUSLY, but-"

"... Is it cause you aren't wearing your ring?" Wren wondered sorrowfully, to which Rancis looked down to Vanellope's left hand and back into her eyes in a look of near-side-eyeing concern and suspicion.

"Likely, I've been leaving my ring at home because Ralph keeps saying he's going to clean and polish it," Vanellope tenderly explained, Rancis softened, "It just... Feels nice to have attention again. Rancis, it's been almost two months since Ralph and I have swapped codes."

"User," Wren muttered through the grit of his teeth, to which Rancis inhaled a deep breath and bobbed a nod.

"Not good," Rancis grunted in defeated regret, he eyed Vanellope and tried to push a smile to his cheeks, "Well... Today's a new, free day. Why don't you go chat with Taffyta, have some candy, then... Head back home and ask if you two can clean your ring together?"

"Yeah, it's something you both can do, it pertains to your marriage, it gets the ball rolling," Wren suggested with a nod.

"Did Zed give you homework related tasks?" Rancis asked in a cheeky monotoned grin, to which Vanellope furrowed with a sheepish smile and eyed him with sweet knowing.

"Yeah, he did... Does he do that to you, or something?" Vanellope prod, Rancis bobbed a nod and laughed a little.

"Yeah, he does. I've taken on Zed's corrective instruction, from time to time," Rancis looked out to the direction of the balcony, where Taffyta was stationed, "The guy is sharp, his intuition is unmatched. I'm wondering if Tessa's coding, paired with his, has given him this incredible edge. TAKE Zed's advice, I promise it'll do good."

"I tried once, when Sugar Rush was bubbled inside Dead Zed, two weeks ago," Vanellope droned with a nod.

"And?" Wren prod cutely.

"It actually went well, I was able to see Ralph's genuine smile for the first time in days," Vanellope continued, she shook her head and sighed, "Ever since then, we've all been so back and forth between all four games that... I kind of let my homework slip through the cracks."

"... You know why Ralph is acting this way, right?" Rancis wondered as gently as he could, and it was here did Vanellope understand that Zed had likely filled Rancis in on everything; knowing not to be surprised, due to Rancis being literally at Zed's right hand, and also being one of Ralph's best friends, Vanellope let her guard down and knew this information was also safe with Wren, someone who was equally at Turbo's right hand, Sugar Rush's future King.

"Yeah, I do," Vanellope nearly whispered, as if to feel regret crawl over her.

"Ralph's grieving, still," Rancis shook his head in slight dread and lovingly held Vanellope's hands, "I know it's hard, but... That conversation needs to eventually be cracked wide open. I think he's feeling resentment towards you."

"I don't blame him," Vanellope mumbled, though Wren furrowed his blonde brows in confusion.

"Resentment?" He patiently questioned, to which Rancis gave his second born his attentive eye contact.

"When everyone was separated from Sugar Rush, during Lash's like... Tirade, Vanellope had Oliver, Emery, Koko, Penny and Taffyta to sort of grieve and process loss with," Rancis explained, to which Vanellope huffed a shaky breath and bobbed a nod of regret as Rancis so tenderly carried on, hoping not to hurt Vanellope's feelings, "Ralph had literally no one... He didn't get to help raise his third born, he lost Tessa, Oliver, literally everyone. It's just... A lot to unpack."

"Stuff in which he has yet to unpack within himself," Vanellope added, Rancis nodded and gave Vanellope an apologetic smile.

"Surely you've touched on it?" Rancis prod; he knew he shouldn't get involved, though with the clear desperation in Vanellope's eyes, he figured stepping in with advice, at least a little, wasn't such a bad idea.

"I tried, in the beginning but... He swept it under the rug quick and acted as if everything was water under the bridge," Vanellope shrugged, "I think he just softened to it cause he was relieved to have everyone back. I don't think he realized what kind of a gaping wound he was attempting to put a bandaid over."

"He's stubborn," Rancis stated as he inhaled a readied breath, though he gently let go of Vanellope's hands and gripped Wren's shoulder, "I'm glad you're here, bub, Mr. soon-to-be-Black. Marriage 101. It's not all sunshine and rainbows."

"Lord," Wren muttered nervously, and though Vanellope and Rancis shared a small laugh, Rancis shook his head and smiled into Vanellope's eyes.

"It's work, and it's worth it... I know you and Ralph will be fine, you just have to get to his gooey center," Rancis tenderly explained, "I know there's a lot that was suddenly going on, but... Now that the dust has settled, methinks you should work to get that baggage out of him. He's been carrying it around for well-over a year or two, now."

"It's been THAT long?" Wren ogled gently, to which Rancis and Vanellope nodded in lazy unison.

"He's good at keeping his true emotions to himself... It's just all progressively gotten worse as time goes on, and now... It's like I don't even recognize him," Vanellope frowned, to which Rancis shook his head and smiled.

"Nothing is irreversible," Rancis tenderly assured, "C'mon... Let's sit and chat for a bit, have some candy before Taffyta eats the lot of it, and then... I suggest going home and finishing your homework."

"Kinda hard when there's not much I can do," Vanellope muttered, to which Rancis stiffened and began to look protective of Ralph.

"There's lots you can do, Vanellope, you love that man, don't you?" Rancis asked in stark seriousness, which had both Wren and Vanellope freezing with uncertainty. Rancis's frown broadened, he shook his head and peered hard into Vanellope's eyes, "You HAVE to cultivate a sense of belonging within, you have to pick yourselves back up when the other is struggling, I KNOW you know all of this."

"I guess... I've never really done solid life, with Ralph, inside of marriage, without children," Vanellope narrowed her gaze and shook her head, "Maybe if we-"

"No, NO," Rancis choked a laugh and pointed at Vanellope; Wren blurt into a shaky laugh as Vanellope perked up and did whatever she could to hide a sly little smile, "You KNOW having another baby doesn't heal those wounds. It'd be a temporary high, but... Vanellope, this pattern would repeat."

"Yeah, but then Ralph can actually FATHER another child, and be there for him or her," Vanellope gently defended, though with Vanellope's smooth words, Rancis raised his eyebrows a little and was shocked to wonder if this thought had been in the back of Vanellope's mind for some time, "He didn't get to do that with Koko, so... I'm wondering if-"

"It doesn't take away from the time lost with Koko, as a little girl, Vanellope," Rancis pleaded gently, Vanellope finally heaved a defeated sigh and looked down, "Sure, Ralph would have another baby to ENTIRELY cater to, but... That new boy or girl would be a completely different child. The gap and loss, from Koko, would still very much be present."

"He'd go right back to grieving, after your fourth child was grown and gone," Wren mumbled as softly and cautiously as he could; although he was due to being married, he knew he didn't have much of a leg to stand on, in the vein of knowing anything about marriage or children; nonetheless, he was thrilled his father was allowing room for him in the discussion.

"Wren's right," Rancis stated, his pleading eyes peered into Vanellope's, "I can tell you have baby fever. TRUST ME... I get it. But please... Please solve your problems with Ralph first, before gifting him another child to properly father. A baby isn't going to solve it. If anything, another baby, amidst all of this turmoil, would make it worse."

"I won't, I won't," Vanellope shooed in defeat, she bobbed a nod and heaved a shaky sigh, "It just sounds nice, but... You're right."

"Start by cleaning your ring," Rancis concluded in warm sweetness, his dark blue eyes hooked to Vanellope's in tender, brotherly care, "That's a good start... Ease into conversation, bring up vacationing to Vidrix next Sunday, I don't know... Maybe you guys need a small change of scenery."

"Those ocean-front lofts, I'm serious, aunt Vanellope," Wren mumbled with a kind smile, "I'd text Lash, you WON'T regret it."

"I will, that's a good idea," Vanellope nodded with a conclusory sigh.

"Little mini-moons never hurt anyone," Rancis agreed with the continuation of his cute, contagious smile, "That usually does the trick if Taffyta and I are en-route to feuding. Sometimes you just need space from the norm, to reconvene together and get back on the same page. It happens to the best of us."

"Lookit Tessa and Zed... They're both going away in two weeks," Wren stated with a lilt of encouragement, "They've put Turbo and my dad in charge, whilst they're gone."

"Really?" Vanellope wondered, Rancis blurt a chuckle and nodded.

"I know, even the dude of all dudes, the man to keep all the other men on palace grounds in check," Rancis gave Vanellope a cute, knowing look of sweetness, "Like said, it happens to the best of us... Clean your ring, suggest a getaway, see where it goes."

"If he says no?" Vanellope worried, Rancis shrugged.

"Respect it, try something smaller... Maybe a date night in Orion City," Rancis stated with a kind smile, "The guy is a lazy bum, sometimes, but if I know him like I think I do, he WON'T deny an ice-cream outing."

"No one in their right mind would deny an ice-cream outing," Wren mumbled, to which Vanellope and Rancis shared a small laugh.

"Alright... Hopefully this candy is laced with good luck," Vanellope muttered as she brought up the holographic cue of her little inventory boxes, "I'm gunna need it."