DISCLAIMER: DON'T own any of Wreck-It Ralph. Wish I did, VanillaButter wouldn't be apart!

What Turbo did to all of us, to me should have been a clue.

Vanellope, even as The Glitch I couldn't truly hate you.

Hazel mischief eyes always in my head, knew there was something there no matter what he said.

Junkyard we went to gang up on you, the contempt on my face it wasn't true.

You greeting me by name, nodded my head towards you, when I wanted to do the same.

Breaking your Lickety-Split cart, hearing your hurt voice, it broke my heart.

You begged us all to stop, pulling at my arm, I didn't me to cause you any real harm.

Our memories unlocked, you joked execution, forgiveness you gave, a thoughtful solution.

We don't, especially not I deserve your acceptance after 15 years of torturing intolerance.

I gave a thrilled gasp and fist in the air that things would be back to normal. Back to us my Nelly fair.

6 years past after the reset, I thought we have you forever, looks like you had other endeavors.

Wish I had spoken had gone along, maybe than I wouldn't feel like everything's wrong.

Or tried to convince you to stay, that damn Slaughter Race had to take you away.

THE END!