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Seriously though, I'm so sorry for the month of silence! College decided to drop all the difficult on me at once, and between exams and essays and being miserable in general, it was a bad time for writing. But now that I have one free day, I shall try and redeem myself!

Disclaimer: Disney owns Sugar Rush/Choko Pockystix (I helped), SEGA owns Sonic the Fighters/Honey the Cat (I helped), Activision owns DJ Hero 2/Skrillex (I helped), and I think Midway Games still owns TRON but it's unclear since they went bankrupt (I can't help with that).

Honey's POV

It was odd to find a quiet moment in her life outside of being in a frozen limbo hell for around 16 years, but Honey was enjoying the peace. To her left Skrillex was doing his music thing on his laptop, plugged in and shutting out the world, and to her right was Choko, who was hemming one of her kimonos with some refined cotton candy thread.

They were waiting for Mr. Litwak to leave his office and officially close the arcade; he was talking to his nephew or something and was excited, judging from the large arm movements he was making. Honestly, humans were as awkward as crowd filler and twice as useless, save the whole playing their games thing.

The old man finally bailed and freed the arcade from going through idle animations, Choko bouncing up from her perch. "Vanellope-heika said that the people of TRON need us to look over their programming."

"Ooh, I've never been there before." TRON was barely visible from her home game of Sonic the Fighters, but it seemed to be a cool place to visit. Honey wondered if Sonic would like to go and explore a bit after they fixed whatever the bug demons decided to throw at them—maybe they'd even go racing!

The sole male of their motley group stood up and stretched impressively for his diminutive height. "Joel said the place used to be a big coin sinker back before they made the switch to 3D."

"Poor things, couldn't keep up with the pixels." Honey flipped his hair as they made their way to the Codemobile, the sugar sweet dust of Sugar Rush making their boots stick to the ground. "Ugh, I hope we don't track candy into their data. They'd probably glitch to have their enemies be giant lollipops or something."

"Hey, I take offense to that!" Choko stuck out her tongue—it was bright purple, somebody must've been sneaking gumdrops between their races—and jumped into the front seat. Honey shoved Skrillex out of her way since he moved as quickly as a first-gen CD load screen, and Choko giggled. "You could stand to be a little more sweet, Honey-chan."

"Especially with a name like that." Skrillex grinned and Honey wanted to deck him in his too big glasses and even bigger nose.

"Then what the heck does Skrillex say for your character? 'Look at me I was a teenage screamo poster child'?"

Choko's laughter masked his shout of outrage, but couldn't cover him lunging at Honey in the small space afforded in the kart. And between Choko's too fast driving and the balance needed to show Sonny boy who was boss without KO-ing him outside of his game, Honey was having a blast. Quiet moments were overrated anyway.

What did Dr. Robotnik say about hindsight and watching what you say?

Honey sidestepped a grid bug as it and about 20 or so of its cousins decided to bum rush a group of battle tanks. Up above recognizers were duking it out like a game adaptation of the Red Baron and the Flying Circus, and whatever in Chaos was that weird cone thing was spawning like crazy. Honey couldn't hear herself think under all the sound effects, and her only consolation was that Skrillex was in worse off condition since he couldn't stand anything less than audio perfection.

Choko was trying to talk to the first player guy, Sam or Kevin or something, but whatever was making the enemies spawn like crazy was turning him into a sprinkler machine of raw death. His shots were going wild towards them, a bunch of light cycles broke through a wall and started circling the Codebusters, and Honey threw her hands up in the air. "Screw these shenanigans! Skrillex, Choko, let's find the freaking code well!"

Honey dragged Skrillex by the undercut to round up Choko, currently hanging on the back of the hero avatar like she was going to German suplex the idiot. "Honey-chan! He says that the only way to the code well is to defeat all the enemies first!"

"For fok's sake Choko, do you see this mess?!" Skrillex was unimpressed with the code bugs trying to gnaw on his leg.

Honey swung her first into a charging tank, glitching backwards when it exploded. "At this rate these bastards are going to overflow into the arcade! We need to think creatively."

Any brainstorming was cut off as a giant glitched recognizer snatched Choko and flew off into the colorless sky. Her screams were lost under the din of too many enemies and a paralyzed avatar, but Honey heard her well. She turned towards Skrillex, cracking her knuckles. "Ever saved a princess, pretty boy?"

He eyed a couple of idling light cycles, and flashed a manic grin. "Not without a kickass transport."

Skrillex's POV

Light cycles were currently the coolest thing outside of getting a 100% run playing Galvanize on Expert. He banked hard to vaporize the grid bugs on his left, narrowing his eyes as he spotted a slew of enemy light cycles coming his way. It was like improvising on a wicked dubstep staple, but with more death and destruction and wind getting in his face. He really needed to go back to contacts, as his glasses were currently trying to fly off his nose.

Honey came out of nowhere to slide right next to him, beams of insta-kill light trailing behind like a hanging chord. "Did you see where that thing flew off with Choko?"

"Somewhere up ahead!" A fok-ton of bugs decided to spawn up ahead, and they had to split up. Skrillex trapped his half inside his light trails, corralling them up like cattle or ravers or raving cattle, and he played with the controls on his bike. "Ok...how the hell do you slow DOOOOO—"

Well, at least he found the boost. Only experience with twisted tracks kept him from vaporizing himself on his own light trails, and he shifted the cycle down to a crawl. "Ok this is better. Now where is the princess?"

There were too many recognizers to count up in the air, but Skrillex was a sound master, and he could just hear Choko's screams of indignation filtering in from ahead. He sped up to kill some tanks—it was really satisfying to feel them hit his light trails, too satisfying—and watched Honey go head to head with a trio of enemy light cycles. They were from a tougher level or something, because she was quickly trapped in a shrinking box of death.

Without a second thought, he boosted into one of the enemies and nearly rammed into the second. Their light trails fizzled out as they died and Honey was free to take out the third with a nice corkscrew of death. They pulled up next to each other, trying not to grin too widely. "Didn't tag you for a Leeroy Jenkins, emo butt. Thought for sure you were gonna kill yourself."

"I'll have you know I had a perfect strategy!"

"And Choko doesn't sneak melted malt balls into your civilian clothing after our shifts."

"...lolwat."

"Don't tell her I said that."

Skrillex tightened his grip on the handlebars as more light cycles blared out from the horizon. "Let's focus on not dying before any big commitments."

Choko's POV

"あの (Ano)...Mr. Recognizer-san? Can you please...let me down now?"

The grid below was flashing with enemies killing each other, making Choko very sick to her stomach. The metal bar wrapped around her wasn't helping.

"I'm sure that this is part of your AI, but I'm not actually part of your game. In fact, I want to help reprogram it! See, you're kinda buggy—"

Five energy shots whisked over her head, hitting the recognizer holding her up in the air with painful shudders.

"—ooh, it looks like Sonny-kun has glitched that tank into his light cycle! Now he has fire power...and he's shooting at you since, well, you know."

The trails of blue and pink light were pretty from way up here. The blue light cycle was weaving quite excellently from her perspective.

"Honey-chan is much better at turning than I'd thought she'd be. She's a nice girl, you shouldn't tell your fellow enemies to try and kill her."

A sharp cry echoed from below, and Choko huffed.

"ほんとうですか (Hontoudesuka)? Was picking up Honey-chan with one of your recognizers necessary? She has a temper you know."

Metallic ripping the din of sound effects and general chaos.

"Aaaand now she's beating the recognizer with its own arm. You should let us go so we can fix this."

Flashing pixels exploded into the black, lighting up the strangely mapped landscape.

"Sonny-kun is blasting away at those...are they cones, Mr. Recognizer-san? I should look at their coding once we fix the game."

Cheers came from around her level, along with a weird grinding noise.

"It appears that Honey-chan is riding her recognizer and it on a collision course with us."

Her perspective was off, as she was being held upside-down, but the rogue recognizer was getting closer.

"Can you let me go please? Before we both die?"

The pink light cycle was perfectly matched with her relative position.

"Oh, Sonny-kun is waiting below...are they—"

"PREPARE FOR A DROP, CHOKO!"

"Well, it was nice talking with you, Mr. Recognizer-san!"

A large explosion ripped Choko out of the metal arms and down through the air. She landed on Skrillex-kun's back with a thankfully gentle landing, even though he smashed his face into the dashboard and broke his nose. Honey-chan drove her burning wreckage to the ground and hopped onto her own cycle, grinning widely. With a large explosion the pieces of recognizer took out most of the enemies around them, and even with Skrillex-kun's unsteady driving, the Codebusters were ready to take back the game.

Choko tugged on an errant code link that was disrupting the natural flow of enemy generation in TRON. To her left Honey-chan was holding Skrillex-kun steady as he put in code to fix the wonky AI; the poor 美少年 (bishounen) was suffering from a mild concussion, and needed all the stability in the gravity lacking code well he could get. "Sonny-kun, do you know why this code box keeps trying to make connections?"

"Whell, der migh be eh vierush dat caym frum a corrubded enemieAeEi."

"...could you translate that, Honey-chan?"

"Mr. Can't Walk 3 Feet Without Injury thinks that an enemy AI program got corrupted and wanted to start taking over the game."

"Like with Turbo?!" Choko could feel the sugar rushing out of her face.

"No, Turbo was an actual character. These guys are mindless, so they didn't have the brains to do more damage than spawning too many enemies and screwing over the avatar. Hey, what was his name again?"

"I believe it was—"

"Ghott et!"

Skrillex-kun pulled out a writhing black program that was glitching red, and Choko was pulled back to a blank gray hell where she couldn't breathe past the corrupted animation crushing her face. How did Vanellope-heika manage to defeat that Virus-Van 怪物 (kaibutsu), that evil evil fiend who destroyed her home and friends and nearly their entire life—

Choko was being rocked by Honey-chan up above, the enemies gone and sated after Skrillex-kun patched the game. She was saying something about how it was going to be ok, the dark place was gone and they could move as freely as they wanted to, and she needed to stop crying because there wasn't anything to be worried about anymore.

The cacophony of sound effects was replaced with a slow, quiet melody that Choko faintly recognized as a remix of her personal theme. She sighed and relaxed into the embrace, holding onto Skrillex-kun's hand. They were right, the virus was gone and they had beat it back and saved TRON. They were the Codebusters, and no stupid coding error was going to sour her day.

Vanellope's POV

Vanellope watched as Choko taught Skrillex and Honey how to sew. It was a weird skill set that even the tomboy queen possessed—but don't tell Ralph, that stink brain would never let something like that die—and apparently it was fascinating. She figured that people with five fingers were just inferior in the realm of cotton candy needlework.

"Your Most Majestic Sweetness, Wreck-It Ralph is waiting in the reception hall." Sour Bill was really laying it on thick with the royal stuff, but she figured it was a hold over from taking care of King Candy.

"Tell him I'll be out in a sec. I gotta check up with my favorite arcade hackers."

She bounced off her throne and brushed loose sugar sparkles off her gown. It was bubble gum pink today, since Bubblebetty swore it would go perfect with the three red pigtails she decided to load onto her sprite today. The marvels of costume switches. Speaking of which..."So deadmau5 tells me your pink and red heart jacket is a huge hit with the players."

"Joel can suck a—"

"LANGUAGE."

"—sucker pop. Jeez, you hit really hard, Honey."

"And DJ QBert said they really like it when you paint your nails lemon yellow."

"I knew you liked that color!" Choko clapped her hands and giggled at the irate glare on his face.

"We should give him another make over. That frown is going to give him wrinkles!"

"Good idea, Honey!" Vanellope laughed as Skrillex bailed for the reception hall, screaming at Ralph to run for it. As if he didn't pocket a bottle of blue raspberry eyeliner the last time he was here.

あの (Ano): like saying "umm"

ほんとうですか (Hontoudesuka): "Really?"

美少年 (bishounen): a pretty boy. This time written with kanji.

怪物 (kaibutsu): monster

I need to stop picking on Skrillex, but he's just too fun to mess with XD

Please tell me how I did, since this is the first bit of writing I've done in over a month, and please review! It makes me feel better having feedback :)