((Before I post up the final chapter, I wanna feature a bonus chapter, featuring the thoughts Vanellope is going through on her beginnings of being a glitch based a headcanon theory I have in mind: When Turbo/King Candy turned Vanellope into a glitch, she was no longer part of the main hub, so that means her memories weren't locked up along with the others...))
Chapter Zero
*Fifteen Years Ago...*
My name is Vanellope von Schweetz, and I'm a candy go-kart racer. I never had a diary so I might as well start now. I'm recording my thoughts into this candy wrapper so that people will know my story, and then I won't have to forget things... I will explain to you why I said those last words in a bit.
Okay, where do I start? Oh yeah... I'm not just a racer, I am the princess of Sugar Rush. Or, at least, WAS the princess.
It happened six months ago, I was excited because our game has been plugged in and we were going to have our very first Random Roster Race on the night before the arcade opened. I had a few hours to spare so game-jumped and visited checked out Game Central Station. After a couple drinks of root beer and a friendly chat with Tapper, I head back to my game and I was blissfully unaware of an unexpected danger that will befall on me.
We were all there at the starting line, myself and my fellow racers and friends: Taffyta, Swizzle, Candlehead, I could go on... Anyway, we were all having fun and nobody cared who got to the finish line first, because our job is let the gamers "chews" their favorite candy racer and win cups. But everything changed when I reached the finish line first, and that's when it started... the glitching. I could feel as though my body was stretched and ripped apart, followed by a tingling, electrical current throughout my body. The worst part, however, was seeing the horrified faces of my fellow racers as they look on, trying to figure how to help me.
Then something else happened, my body rippled and there was a flash of blue and numbers and I found myself moving in different directions. I was scared, confused. I lost control. And before I knew it, I blacked out.
When I finally regain conscious, I found myself in the outskirts. I don't know how long I was out, but I remember trying to gain some little control of my glitching. Afterwards, I decided to return to my castle and get to the bottom of this problem. But when I finally arrived, I met this strange old man who calls himself King Candy, the true ruler of Sugar Rush. I was outraged! There was no such character who existed in the game, and I tried to get my Oreo guards to arrest this impostor... but to my shock, they followed this King Candy's orders instead of mine and they tried to throw me into the Fungeon. Because he said I was a glitch. I escaped from the castle and I ran for my life without knowing what happened to my code.
Then I decided to round up the rest of the fellow racers and I hoped I can get them to help overthrow King Humbug. But when I found them, they were looking at me... as if they've never seen me or heard of me before! It's like any memories of us together have been either wiped clean or locked away from their minds! I tried to convince them that I was their princess but they stubbornly believed that King Candy is their true ruler. Everything went downhill when I accidentally glitched in front of them... and I saw them now looking at me with such fear and contempt! Was it because of my glitching? All I know is, my fellow racers are no longer my friends. I am their enemy now.
Since then, I've been staying in Diet Cola Mountain, running and hiding from the donut police. King Candy has been going around and telling everyone lies about me, that the game will be render unplayable if I enter the race. This is entirely untrue! I know that if I cross the finish line, I will become a racer again and restore the game. Unfortunately... I cannot leave the game not because I'm a glitch, but I wouldn't abandon my kingdom and subjects no matter how cruel they were to me.
But I'm still alone in this game. I've got no one to turn to and all my close friends now turned into selfish bullies, and they all despised me and they wouldn't listen any word I say! And they say horrible things to me... and destroyed whatever personal belongings I have... It was like I'm stuck in a nighmare! But I know it's not their fault they became like that... I am certain that King Candy must have tampered their memories and made them forget about me. Why would he do this to me?!
I don't know when it will end and I'm really scared. Because... despite being the only one who remembers what happened before I became a glitch, my mind is changing... I am slowly forgetting things, special and important memories. I've even forgotten a few times that I was a princess! I think... since I'm now a glitch, I can't store anymore fresh memories; there's only so much space my damaged code can hold... and the longer I remain unconnected to the game's program, my mind's going to run out of memory space and start recording over itself. I don't want to forget anything! I needed them because they're the only thing I have left to remember my old life...!
But I'm already too far gone. I want my fellow racers to know that... no matter what the things they do to me and hurt me... I will still forgive them! Just... don't leave me and let me race, so I can regain my memories and restore my rightful reign! And then maybe, Swizzle, Taffyta, Sour Bill, and everyone else... maybe you'll remember me and become my friends again... Please, remember me!
This glitching is what keeps me reminding me of that day, when I lost everything I have... I want to save my friends, but who's going to save me? I'm so alone and confused, and my mind's slipping away each day! One day, I'm afraid that I might wake up and forget who I was before, and how much I loved you, guys... I swear I'm not the bad guy, it's King Candy!
Please, let me race... or at least, remember me a bit... I'm not a glitch!
"Man, it sure must be nice being a racer..."
Unfortunately, the next few days after this was written, Vanellope had been cleaning her shack and throwing out all the garbage; she never recovered her candy wrapper diary and she had completely forgotten her all of her precious memories.
((Sorry for all the angst, guys, but I wanted to get this out of the way before I finish my story.))
