I am fooling around with ideas again... Since Ralph Wrecks the Internet is coming soon I started having some fun! Starting right after Ralph meets this glitchy racer when she outright took the medal he 'worked so hard for', he has come in time in this sweet little racing game only to be involved in something much deeper that would certainly make him earn this medal for real. The plot I had in mind is different from the film's, but not all the way. I hope you enjoy!

When Vanellope's name was declared on the racing board, the King's heart leaped to his throat nearly knocking his crown right off his head. He jumped forward to look to see one child leaping for joy at the fact that she got a chance to race for the roster! It hurt him but he knew that she knew well about why she couldn't~ Why was she doing this? "Vanellope!?" he exclaimed, his voice outright littered with concern with a hint of anger.

The little olive haired girl stopped her bouncing and looked up at the popcorn box seat of the Candy King, looking a tad scornful up at him. The two only exchanged glances.

"Young lady! You come up here thisth instant—"

Before he could even finish the rest of his sentence something caught his eye from across the track all covered in taffy and lollipops for the forest behind it! Vanellope saw the fear and surprise in his eyes before turning to look for herself. The other girls all began to scream at the sight of this huge, wide candy monster blaring out something incoherent to the King's ears. But when he saw it charge right at Vanellope, he panicked! At Vanellope's yell, the King leaped out from his box seat and landed before he ran to her and took her by the hand.

"Wynchel! Duncan!" he yelled before these two donuts came running at the mass while the two ran away from the track.

That didn't stop it just yet as the assorted fan boxes were flipped over to reach them. Candy had just about enough but made sure Vanellope was behind him first and foremost before he would face the loud thing. His subjects were thrown all over the place besides this thing chasing after his daughter, he was livid. Unintentionally the creature swiped a cupcake off its tower just before it got to the girl, getting itself stuck in the process. She and Candy got out of the way as it rolled about. Candy didn't know why his daughter was giggling at the thing that just tried to nab her but he was going to get to the bottom of this.

"I hafta do everything mythself apparently… Vanellope, you are not goin' anywhere, you hear me?"

She took one look at him and she sighed, wiping that smile off her face knowing that her attempt to race was out of the question. She pulled her hand away but didn't run, having at least some respect for him.

"How dare you threaten my subjects!" Candy was rightfully mad at the trapped taffy ball. "You two, bring this thing to my castle. Vanellope? You're staying with me." he then looked to her, straight in the eye but he softened his tone. "Did it hurt you?"

"I'm fine— I just wanted to race." she changed the subject.

"Ugh! My dear, we're not gonna talk about thisth now— you almost got hurt."

"SHE STOLE — HEY OW! WHAT'RE YOU DOIN'!?" That taffy ball started to talk as it began to get rolled away upon his order. Vanellope looked a bit guilty.

King Candy cleared his throat making sure the girl went with him as he took the microphone again while the poor candy people tried to collect themselves. The girl racers were all panicked.

"Heh! Everything is all right! The monster's been caught! We'll repair all the damage and you all will have the race before the arcade opensth!" he reassured before he saw a new kart set before the starting line. Brand new. "Vanellope? Come. We're going home."

Home was this sugary castle atop a powdered sugar hillside that overlooked all of Sugar Rush. To Vanellope this place was a sort of prison to her… not that extreme but… her Pop was a bit difficult sometimes— a lot of the time. His reasons were understandable, she guessed. Something was wrong with her although she was one of the main racers once… but something went wrong that made her pixels go all glitchy. She once crashed off the rainbow gum bridge and got badly hurt which made the glitching worse. It scared her Pop to the point that he kept her from racing and the track, fearing that she had the inability to regenerate. It has been so long and she was beginning to get really upset, and rebellious. As soon as she entered the throne room with him and Sour Bill she gave a groan.

"You have thsome explaining to do, young lady…"

"You can't keep me on a leash forever! It isn't fair!"

"Calm down, pleasthe… I don't like doing this either… I'm only trying to protect you. And with thisth thing comin' after you back there, I am not that convinced…"

"Sweet Monkey Milk, Pop! Please, I really want to race again~ It's in my code…"

"I-I know, thsweety. I know…" King Candy sounded truly sad since this hurt him too.

Vanellope sighed seeing that look in his eyes and her shoulders fell and she sat down on the sugar tiled floor. He paced for a moment, his shoes jingling as he did. "I hate being a glitch…" she sighed as she faltered into pixels for a second.

"Huh?" Candy heard that nasty word. "Oh! Hoo-hoo, thsweety, no~ You're not a glitch… Don't thsay that about yourthelf."

"It's true, Pop…"

He went to where she sat slumped and hugged her. She let him do so and leaned in, sniffling a little. "There, there now, dear… This is hard for both of usth. I want you to race again. I really do. We'll get to the bottom of thisth. I promise."

Soon enough, the throne room doors were opened and that cupcake caught monster was then rolled in. When Candy turned his head, Vanellope swallowed nervously as if she had a secret. Candy fixed his coat and waved the girl to go stay by the throne, just in case this thing had any ideas.

"Sour Bill, de-Taffify this monster so we can see what we're up against here!" he then ordered the small sour bean.

"mmmkay," Sour Bill drawled suspiciously as he tore off the mumbling head of the monster only to reveal this buff, spiky-haired sort that just rubbed off the Candy King the wrong way. This wasn't much of a far cry then…

"OW! wow…!"

"I thsee that you're not from around here, are you?" the King spoke to this character. "Who are you and what were ya doin' here in my kingdom, scaring my racers half to death, chasing after my daughter, hmm?"

"Look dude, I didn't know she was your kid, okay?… Sorry about all that, but all I wanted was my medal back, okay, Your Highness?"

"Hoo-hoo, wow! You think thisth is a game, do you? I am thsorry to thsay that I am not that convinced. Thso you didn't know she was my kid? Strong choice of words there. Now ansthwer my questions properly… Who are you?" King Candy remained patient but he was truly very angry.

This large man sighed before he spotted Vanellope hiding behind the throne, recognizing her right away. He groaned under his breath, tightening his fists before he had to be respectful. This one interrogating him had every right to be angry.

"My name is Wreck-It-Ralph from the game Fix-It-Felix Jr."

"What!? What are you doin' here, in a game ya don't belong in? Asth if this night could get even weirder…"

"Listen, sir, I was just looking for something. I didn't mean to come into your game… It was an accident. I'm a bad guy in my game… I just wanted to bring a medal home to prove a point."

"Medal or whatever it isth, you do not just come in and start chaos and act like it's just a thsilly accident! You threatened my subjects, throwing them around all over the place! You tried to come after my daughter, for one. I am not a happy King, I might add!"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness! Really I am…"

"I am thsure you are…" Candy was still not all right with this guy. "Wynchel? Duncan? Get him out of this cupcake and on the next train back home. And I do not want to see you here in Sugar Rush again, Wreck-It-Ralph! I have a place for ruffians like you."

"Come on, please! Just let me talk to her, sir? I swear, I wasn't going to hurt her. I just want my medal back!" the Wrecker began to get desperate. "She's right there…"

"Why should I let you?"

"Because she stole it from me…"

Vanellope wanted to scream. She knew he would rat her out.

"She did what? You stop right here, you ruffian… You're saying that she used this medal of yours to get her name in that race? Oh, Vanellope…" Candy ultimately began to pinch the bridge of his nose as if to battle a huge headache.

"Thanks a lot, Knuckles!" she began to walk out with crossed arms.

"We will talk about this later, child." Candy warned her.

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

"Well, I'm afraid I can't help you. Once a coin is flipped into the trophy it never comes back until the roster race is finished. We're done here, Ralph." Candy then turned his back with a sour look on his rosy cheek face.

Ralph looked defeated as he glared daggers at the girl. The two looked like they absolutely hated each other.