A/N: In no way am I affiliated with Disney in the production of Wreck-it Ralph. This work is purely fan-made.

Vanellope walked away from the racetrack and towards the peppermint forest, away from the cruel candy-racers nearby. Vanellope knew she shouldn't listen to the other racers when it came to her glitching. They were always so mean about it, like she did it on purpose. Especially Taffyta and her gang. Vanellope just wished their data got corrupted sometimes. They just, they made her so mad! It isn't right for them to exclude her in everything, even the races! It made her so upset that she could just...kick something. She slammed her foot against the bark of the red-and-white-striped tree nearby. It gave a hard, sturdy thud, but it barely moved from her kick. So that got Vanellope thinking.

"Did you see the glitch try to enter today? Like she could even get a token!" Candlehead laughed with Taffyta, who was walking towards the forest.

"I know, right? Like the reject could race against us. Who does she think she is anyway?" Taffyta snorted.

"Ow! uh, guys?" Rancis shouted to the two girl ahead of him.

"What do you want, Fluggerbutter?" Taffyta said, swinging around.

Rancis rubbed his head. "Something just hit me with a Candy Cane spike!"

"Ha. Yeah right Rancis! I bet you're just scared of this- Ow!" Candlehead said, placing her hand on her hat. "Not funny, Rancis! You got Gloyd and Creumbelina in on this?"

Rancis shook his head. "I have nothing to do with this! Let's get out of here!"

Taffyta sighed. "You two are such crumb cakes. " I bet you there's nothing- Aah!" Taffyta shrieked as a rather pointy looking candy cane nearly missed her foot. "You know what? Let's go. There's nothing cool about this place anyway." Taffyta scurried off with Candlehead and Rancis, about as quickly as they could drive.

Vanellope burst into a fit of giggles high in a peppermint tree. Boy, did she show them! Taffyta ran off so fast she was practically a blur. Serves her right too. If she could show them her racing was as good as her throwing, well, then they'd HAVE to put her in the race. Oh well. The racers on Sugar Rush Speedway were losers anyway. So falsely sweet, well, being "different" must mean she was sour. Or bitter. Well, she liked that. It gave her a chance to show off her skills for a change.

A/N: Well, um, that's it really! This is pre Wreck-it Ralph, in case any of you were wondering. I absolutely loved Vanellope, and even though she was bullied, I figured she had a few ways of getting revenge once in a while. Thank you for reading! Reviews are appreciated.