Chapter Three

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(Y/n's POV)

     Is this really what my life has come to? Landing in a game world and being arrested by donut cops with a candy monster under the orders of a royal Sugar Rush racer?

     Woah. . . I'm losing it, big-time, I think when I realize this.

     I am taken to a large beautiful castle that appears to be made entirely out of candy. We pass by these Oreo guards that are chanting an Oreo version of the Winkie guard song from "The Wizard of Oz" as we enter the castle. We are now in a frilly throne room, and we stop in front of a throne that doesn't even have a seat. Sour Bill is standing by the throne with an expressionless face. King Candy comes driving in, and he backs up his kart into the throne, showing that it's actually a parking spot. Now that's something you don't see everyday. He takes off his goggles and glares at the monster, and he hops out of his kart and comes toward us. His height reaches up to my stomach.

     "Sour Bill, de-taffify this monster so we can see what we're up against here," he orders the sour ball.

     Sour Bill hops onto the monster and rips off the taffy on the monster's head, only to reveal a human face. He looks like a grown male. The man screams in pain after Sour Bill rips the taffy off his face, and I couldn't blame him; it did sound painful, like a band-aid being ripped off a wound. I look at the man with confusion, but King Candy looks surprised.

     "Milk my duds! It's Wreck-It Ralph?!" he says.

     Now it's my turn to be surprised. Isn't Wreck-It Ralph the bad guy from the Fix-It Felix game?

     "Yeah. Who are you? The guy that makes the donuts?" Wreck-It Ralph asks.

     "Please. No. I'm King Candy," King Candy introduces himself, and then turns to me. "And who are you, my dear?"

     "I'm (Y/n) (L/n), sir. I'm from the human world," I reply, and everyone in the room looks at me with shock.

     "A human? Here? How is that possible?" King Candy asks me.

     "I'm not entirely sure, Your Majesty. I just made a wish that I could be in Sugar Rush, someone texted me and asked me if that's really what I wish, I told them yes, and next thing I know, I'm here," I explain.

(King Candy's POV)

     So, my suspicions were correct! The human girl (Y/n) who plays Sugar Rush so much every time she visits the arcade is here! No human has ever entered the game world, and how is it that of all humans, she was able to do so just by making a wish? I'll have to speak with her about that later.

(Third Person POV)

     Ralph looks around the throne room.

     "I see you're a fan of pink," he says.

     "Salmon. Salmon, that's obviously salm—What are you doing here?" King Candy asks Ralph.

     "Look, Your Candiness, this is just a big misunderstanding. Just get me out of this cupcake, I'll get my medal, and I'll be outta your way," Ralph promises.

     "Your medal?" King Candy laughs. "Bad guys don't win medals."

     "Well, this one did. I earned it over in Hero's Duty," Ralph says.

     "You game-jumped? Ralph, you're not going Turbo, are you?" King Candy asks suspiciously.

     "Going Turbo?" (Y/n) questions, wondering why she knows that name and what that phrase means.

     "What? No, no, no, no—" Ralph tries to explain.

     Oreo guards surround Ralph and point their spears at him.

     "Because if you think you can just come in here to my kingdom and take over my game, you've got another thing coming!" King Candy warns him.

     "Easy, Your Puffiness! It's not my fault one of your children of the candy corn stole my medal," Ralph says.

     "'Children of the candy corn'? Who'd. . ." King Candy pauses when he realizes which one Ralph is talking about. "The glitch! The coin she used to buy her way into the race. That was your medal?"

     "She did what? I need that back!" Ralph says.

     "Well, I'm afraid I can't help you. It's gone, you know. It's. . . it's nothing but code now. And it will stay that way until someone wins the cup at the end of the race," King Candy says as he walks closer toward Ralph.

"Well, maybe I'll just have to have a little talk with the winner then," Ralph retorts.

"Is that a threat I smell?" King Candy asks before gagging. "Beyond the halitosis you so obviously suffer from."

"Okay, maybe we should just—" (Y/n) tries to intervene.

"Listen, nilly-wafer, I'm not leaving without my medal," Ralph interrupts, and King Candy smirks at him.

"Yes, you are," he says. "Wynnchel, Duncan, get him out of that cupcake and on the first train back home. And when you're done with that, see to it that our guest has a comfortable guest room. And if I ever see you here again, Wreck-It Ralph, I'll lock you in my fungeon."

"Fungeon?" Ralph questions in confusion.

"Fun dungeon," King Candy says.

"Oh, it's a play on words," (Y/n) realizes.

"See? She gets it. It's the. . . Never mind! Now, I've got a glitch to deal with, thanks to you," King Candy says as he starts walking back to his throne kart and hops in and puts on his goggles. "Goodbye, Wreck-It Ralph! It hasn't been a pleasure. And, (Y/n), if you need anything at all, just ask Sour Bill, Wynnchel, or Duncan."

(Y/n's POV)

I watch as King Candy drives away. Why would he allow me to stay as a guest? A few minutes ago, I thought he had me brought here because I did something wrong.

"It's hard as a rock," Duncan says when he hits the cupcake with his baton.

"I can see that. Get the tools," Wynnchel says, and Duncan leaves to grab the tools.

"What tools?" Ralph asks.

"Quiet, you!" Wynnchel says, and hits him on the head with his baton.

Duncan opens a trunk and takes out a chainsaw.

"What? No!" Ralph shouts, and he manages to stand up and runs away, but not before I grab the cupcake wrapper and get dragged along.

"Ralph, hold on! I'm sure we can find an easier way to get you out of this cupcake!" I try to calm him down, but he ends up running through a wall.

My hand was still holding onto the cupcake wrapper, and Ralph and I fall to the ground, with me landing on him. The hard impact from the fall was able to break Ralph free from the cupcake and dry taffy. He stands up and runs away, and I look between the donut cops and Ralph before choosing to go after Ralph. If he has "gone Turbo," I'll have to make sure he doesn't do anything reckless to this place.

"Quick, call out the Devil Dogs!" I hear Wynnchel shout.

(Third Person POV)

Wynnchel and Duncan hold tight to the Devil Dogs as they follow the scent of which way (Y/n) and Ralph went. The Devil Dogs stop by a chocolate stream that has wafer straws poking out of it and sniff, but they lose the scent and run down the stream, dragging Wynnchel and Duncan along with them. But then two wafer straws move to the other side of the stream, and (Y/n) and Ralph break the surface.

"Chocolate. I hate chocolate!" Ralph says, and (Y/n) looks at him like he was crazy.

He hates chocolate?! He really is a bad guy! (Y/n) thinks as she and Ralph scramble onto the shore and run off.

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