That night, the gamers left Litwak's Arcade, and Mr. Litwak closed the arcade. The game characters were taking a rest after their hard work during the daytime.
In Sugar Rush, Vanellope and the racers were heading for game central station after the random roster race. When they arrived there, Max asked, "President, why are we here?"
"To meet Henry Jefferson." Vanellope replied.
"Henry Jefferson? Who is that?" Max asked.
"He's a race car from the game Finish Line." Jubileena said. "And he's our arch-nemesis."
"Finish Line? Oh, you mean that racing game based on NASCAR?"
"You got it, Max." Candlehead said. "And we're going to meet Henry Jefferson, the race car of that game."
"I see." Max said. "President, are you and the racers have bad relationship with that race car?"
"Yes, Max." Vanellope replied. "He's our biggest rival. We first met him about 2 months after I became president. When we told him about our game, he laughed and said we're no match with him. From that time to present, he kept to tease us everytime he saw us."
"Man, that sounds really jerk." Max said.
"I know, right?" Swizzle said. "In fact, it sounds pretty similar to your story."
"Yeah, it sounds pretty similar to my story." Max said.
Soon, Vanellope and the racers arrived at the entrance of Finish Line. At there, they met a red, blue, and white stock car with #41, many stickers on its sides, also representing sponsors, 'Hornet High-Class' and 'Gallop Racing'. Yes, this guy was Henry Jefferson.
"Why look who we have here. The Sugar Rush kids, huh?" Henry said in a mocking tone.
"Yes, we are, Henry." Vanellope said, glaring at Henry. The racers also glared at him.
"Hey kids, you still think that you can beat me?" Henry asked. Then he burst into laugh. "Absolutely not! I'm a race car, and you're the kart racers! How do you expect to beat me?" His words infuriated the racers.
In anger, Adorabeezle stomped towards Henry, and shouted, "You are wrong, Henry! You may think we're no match with you, but we are professional at racing, that we can beat you up!"
Henry suddenly glared angrily at her, and Adorabeezle got scared.
"One more shout like that and I'll hit you with my tire." He said, lifting up his right front tire. Then Adorabeezle slowly backed away from him.
Henry then eyed at Max, who was also glaring at him. Henry got confused. "Hey, who are you?" He asked.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention." Vanellope said. "This is Max Schnell, our game's first race car."
Henry's eyes were widened at this. "What?! A race car?" He asked.
"Yes, I am." Max said. "Now that I'm here, what are you going to do?"
Henry then changed to impressive feeling. "Hmm, really? Impressive." He said.
"He is actually from outside." Crumbelina said.
"Outside?" Henry said. "That's interesting."
"Well yeah. We're also interested." Taffyta said. "We've heard going Jackson from him."
At this, Henry's eyes were widened again. "Hold on a second." He said. "Did you just say going Jackson?"
Vanellope and the racers stared at him in confusion.
"You know what it means?" Max asked.
"Well yeah. I do." Henry said. Then he thought for a second. "I heard some gamers talking about it."
"Interesting." Max said.
"Anyways kids, see you next time! Hahaha!" Henry then went back to his game.
At that moment, Max spoke. "Man, Henry is such a jerk."
"I know. Isn't he?" Candlehead said.
"Yeah. He's pretty same as the race cars that teased me." Max said.
"True. But one thing." Minty said. "How did he recognized going Jackson? I don't remember any gamers talking about it."
"That's right. How did he recognized it?" Snowanna asked.
"I guess we'll never gonna be able to find out why." Gloyd said.
"Yeah. Whatever, let's go home now guys." Vanellope said.
And with that, Vanellope and the racers made their way back to Sugar Rush.
Author's Note: Hey guys, I've read in Wreck-it Ralph wiki that the game Finish Line is based on Daytona USA. Even though its not confirmed yet, I believe its yes. Anyways, what do you think of Henry? Or what about he recognizing going Jackson? Find out in one of my future chapters, so please stay frosty.