I groan loudly when I wake up in the morning, stiff and uncomfortable. What? Wouldn't you feel the same if a giant, Cybug hybrid laid on you all night? I thought so.

I lay there helplessly, waiting for Turbo to wake up. Since I'm pretty much stuck here, I decided to start thinking about my life so far. I was a glitch in a candy coated game, living inside a volcano with a criminal. One of my new friends hate me, I'm keeping a huge secret from another.

Not to mention I lost my old game. But I don't like to think about that.

Turbo yawns loudly, breaking my train of thought.

"Have a nice rest, Cybug?" I grimace.

"Yes, actually. Thanks for asking." He stretches out slightly. "Best sleep I've had in ages."

"Oh I'm glad you feel that way. Now, GET. OFF."

The last of his morning mood fades away as he notices my trapped position. He chuckles and rolls over, shoving me off the bed with his orange-striped bug legs. I groan as I hit the floor. He curls up in the center of the bed, a candy wrapper draped vainly over his back.

"Rude." I comment.

I stand up and dust myself off. I stretch and yawn, then head out to the land of sugar rush. I pick candy fruits from the trees and bushes, holding my dress like a pouch and gathering them. I planned to make a candy-fruit salad for me and Turbo this morning.

I almost had enough fruit for both me and the huge Cybrid. I just needed some apples and I could head back. This will be the best fruit salad ever! I stand on my tippy toes and try to reach the apples. At the same time, I had to keep the candy fruit I already had from falling.

"Stupid... Apple!" I jump a little, my fingers barely brushing up against it.

"Need some help, squirt?" A big, meaty hand pulls the branch down lower, near breaking point.

"Thanks Ralph!" I pluck the apples off quickly.

"So, uh... What's all that for?" He asked.

"Breakfast, silly."

Ralph takes a look at the amount of food I had.

"And all that's for you?"

"Yep." I nod. "So what brings you to Sugar Rush on this fine day?"

He crosses his arms, "You do."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"I mean, I think it's strange that your always in Sugar Rush. Did you abandon your game? That's illegal, you know that?" He says. "Not to mention some new girl has not only taken over your game, but is also bad mouthing you all over the arcade."

"Oh... So what? It's not my game anymore. This is my g-g-g-g-a-ame now."

His eyes widen, "Did you just-"

"Yes, that stupid girl did this to me. Just forget about it, it's not that bad."

"Not that bad? Not that bad? Look at you! Your codings probably a mess at this point, how are you even able to be in here?"

"I don't know... Just leave me alone." I grumble, turning around and walking away. "All I know is that I don't even care about that dumb old game anymore. I've got Sugar Rush!"

"That has to be the saddest thing I've ever heard."

"Oh shut up, bad guy gone good." I quickly walk away, grumbling under my breath.

Who does Ralph think he is? Coming into my new home, talking down to me like I'm some kind of child! I can take care of myself! I mean, I've been doing it for years. Just because my coding is a little different and a little messed up doesn't change anything. I'm still perfectly capable-

I cry out as Ralph suddenly grabs the back of my dress and lifts me up in the air. I drop my various candy fruits and start kicking and flailing.

"Ralph, put me down!" I yell.

"No. I could care less what game you stay in, but you need to get out more. You've been lurking around Sugar Rush for days."

"I don't want to go o-o-o-u-u-t." I glitch out of his grip. "Everyone a-a-a-alw-ways stares at me!"

"Doesn't matter, the president orders it."

"Damnit Vanellope..."

I groan and follow Ralph down the path, listening out for karts. After hearing none, I assume they were done for the day. We go up the rainbow bridge and I hesitate at the entrance.

"Well, what're you waiting for?" Ralph rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"...It's a painful process, okay?" I take a few steps back then lunge into the barrier.

I twitch and glitch rapidly as I get used to going through the barriers once again. I couldn't understand it, this doesn't happen to Vanellope. Turbo isn't even able to go through the barrier at all.

After recovering, I stick close to Ralph. I focus all my energy on not glitching in front of everyone. Nothing much has changed since the last time I had the courage to come out. We pass by my old game. I force the lump in my throat down and speed up. So far so good...

Ralph takes me into Tapper's, which thankfully wasn't too full. I sigh and relax, letting dark red binary run from my head to my toes.

"Jay!" Vanellope waves me over to her booth.

I take a seat next to her and do a head count. There was Felix, the lady with the gun, Vanellope, and Ralph. The gangs all here.

"Hey guys, long time no see." I wave brightly, green pixels popping off my head.

There was an awkward silence.

"What the hell is wrong with your coding, squirt?" The gun-lady asks, quite rudely if you ask me.

"...It's nothing." I start sinking low into my seat.

"Nothing? Your practically falling apart at the seams."

I sink even lower until my head barely showed over the edge of the table.

"Mrs. Calhoun, Jay-G's a glitch." Vanellope pipes in. "She's a special case."

I rush ahead of the group of unlikely friends and into Sugar Rush. I guess you could say I've become rather attached to the place.

I go back to my shared volcano and find Cy-Turbo pacing around the room frantically. He almost immediately notices my presence, whirling around and giving me an angry look.

"Where have you been?" He asks in a scarily calm voice.

"I had to go to Tapper's with Vanellope and the others." I shrug. "Calm down, drama queen."

"I will not calm down! What if you got followed, hmm?" He jabs his finger in my chest.

"I didn't get followed, calm down. They don't even know I live in this cave."

"Your an idiot,"

I weakly shove him in vain, "And your paranoid!"

"I'm not paranoid!" He shoves me back, twice as hard.

"Yes you ARE!" I lunge forward, wrapping my hands around his candy-ringed neck.

He lets out a hiss and claws at my sides, pulling frantically to get me away. Our fighting was the same as usual; screaming, yelling, growling, punching, clawing, etc. I was actually losing this one.

"Your a jerk! Let go of me you paranoid freak!" I snap, slamming my feet into his shelled chest as hard as I could.

He stumbles back a bit, flinging me across the cave. I hit the ground hard, pixels scattering about wildly. I pick up a rock and throw it at him with all my strength, knocking him in the head with it. I smirk and laugh softly as he wobbles on his 6 bug legs, a dazed look in his eyes. My laughter turns into a scream of horror as he falls back. Into the Cola lava.

"TURBO!" I shriek, running forward. "Oh mod! Oh no! This is bad, so so bad!"

What. Have. I. Done.