Hi. My name is Wreck-It Ralph. And, if you've heard of my adventure before, you'll remember that I am, in fact, a BAD GUY. That's a capital "B" and capital "G". Anyway, I'm the bad guy of a game called "Fix-It Felix Jr." and, as my name implies, I wreck stuff. That's what I'm around for. At first, I thought I was never going to amount to anything, seeing I was, AGAIN, the bad guy of my game. But after meeting a little, crumb snatching, pain in the digitized booty girl named Vanellope, I've seen that its okay to be who I am because I have friends who see me as who I really am.

Well, anyhoo, its Christmas time at Litwak Arcade and everyone's getting ready for the tree decorating. Hmm? What? Oh! C-Come on! We're gonna be late! See ya there!

Wreck-It Ralph: A Wreckin' Christmas

Part 1: The Big Announcement

As we ride a cart from Pac-Man into the central power strip of Litwak Arcade, we come into the large hub known to the video game characters as Game Central Station. And the game characters are starting to gather together for the yearly Christmas tree lighting in celebration of the holiday. We watch as a large spruce tree is being carted out of Fix-It Felix Jr.'s plug and is being carried via cart by several of the inhabitants of Niceland Apartments.

"Steady there everyone. Just ease it in." Gene said, leading the others into the station. The other game characters watched as the tree was being carried towards the center of the hall. But our attention quickly turns to within the plug leading out of Sugar Rush as Wreck-It Ralph is seen jumping off the cart rail with Vanellope on his shoulder. In her hands was a cardboard box.

"Hurry Ralph! The tree's going to go up and we're gonna miss our chance!" Vanellope cried "How could you have forgotten?!" Ralph came to a screeching halt and looked angrily at Vanellope.

"Uhh...gee. Maybe because I had so many KIDS coming into the arcade to play my game?! Things slip when you're doing your job for so many hours straight!" Ralph exclaimed. Vanellope gasped, hearing jingle bells coming from the gateway.

"D-Dagh! Get a move on flat foot! They're already starting!" Vanellope exclaimed, yanking at his cheek. Ralph groaned, stopping Vanellope before rushing out as fast as he could. At that time, the Nicelanders were getting help from some of the larger game characters in standing the tree up on the stand. Gene was still supervising everything.

"Okay. Ehh...ease it a bit more to the right. A little more." Gene said, standing atop a wooden box. But as the tree was just about right, the sound of heavy stomps shook the hall. Everyone turned quickly to see Ralph rushing out of Sugar Rush.

"S-Sorry we're late!" Ralph and Vanellope exclaimed. Ralph tried to screech to a stop. But at the speed he was going, his heels squeaked across the floor and he went colliding into the tree. Vanellope gasped and hopped off, watching the tree starting to falter to the left because of his heavy impact.

"R-Ralph! The tree! The tree! THE TREE!" Vanellope cried. Ralph pulled his face from the fauna and looked up, yelling loudly as he grabbed hold of the tree with his massive hands. With feet firmly planted, he pulled the tree back up and lined it up straight as an arrow. The crowd of characters sighed heavily as Ralph released the tree.

"Heh heh. Sorry everyone. Don't know my own strength." Ralph chuckled, nervously waving at the crowd. After the brief "fiasco", the tree decorating ceremony was beginning as planned. Everyone from around the arcade brought out their favorite decorations to put on the tree as those who could fly strung up the lights throughout the branches. On the lower branches, Vanellope sat on Ralph's shoulder and started putting up decorations given to them by the inhabitants of Sugar Rush.

"So...you excited kiddo? This is your first Christmas at the station." Ralph said, hoisting up Vanellope on the palm of his hand. Vanellope chuckled.

"Excited? What are you nuts? I'm ELECTRIC! Ha ha! This is the first time I ever got to spend the holidays with so many of my friends." Vanellope explained, hanging a large peppermint candy on a branch. As she fished around the ornaments in her box, she came across one that looked like a crudely done Ralph, made out of cake dough. Ralph himself caught a glimpse as Vanellope hung it.

"Huh? Hey. What's THAT ugly thing supposed to be?" Ralph asked. Vanellope snickered as Ralph lowered her down.

"That's YOU stink brain! I made it myself!" Vanellope laughed. As she continued to laugh, Ralph took a closer look and saw a stupid looking grin on his crudely made face. He plucked it off the tree and examined it over.

"What?! Aww! Come on squirt! It doesn't look a THING like me!" Ralph exclaimed. Vanellope hopped off Ralph's palm and onto his shoulder.

"Well, whaddya expect? I'm not that great with details!" Vanellope exclaimed. Just then, they heard a "Howdy do!" calling out to them. The two turned to see Fix-It Felix with Sergeant Calhoun at his side.

"Howdy you guys. I've been helping Miss Calhoun getting things all set in Hero's Duty for the holidays. So I hope you'll pardon our tardiness." Felix said. Ralph huffed, setting Vanellope up again to continue decorating.

"Its about time tardy pants. I was starting to think you were gonna be a no-show." Ralph said. Felix chuckled.

"Yeah. Well, things CHANGE when you're married Ralph. Maybe you'll know someday." Felix smirked, looking over at Calhoun with a grin. But as they smiled at each other, Ralph and Vanellope gave cocky smirks of their own, catching Felix's attention.

"Oh yeah. By the way, how's the whole "married to a commando drill chief from ANOTHER game" going for ya? You two find someway to have your honeymoon?" Vanellope teased. Calhoun huffed and crossed her arms.

"Yes. We did. And we don't need some little "sugar troll" like you judging us." Calhoun said. Vanellope lightly smirked.

"Ah. I see." she said.

.: WRECK-IT RALPH :.

As the decorating continued, a brief moment of pause was brought over the whole crowd as eyes turn to Gene holding a microphone.

"All right. Everyone! Everyone? Can I have your attention please?" Gene asked, his voice echoing through the hall. All eyes turned to Gene, including that of Ralph and his friends.

"Okay. Now...I want to thank everyone for coming out today to partake in the annual Christmas tree decorating festivites and I'm happy to see so much Christmas spirit from the inhabitants of Litwak's Family Fun Center and Arcade." Gene said. Everyone in the crowd gave a rousy round of applause for themselves as Gene chuckled.

"And now, while I have your undivided attention, its time to announce this year's winner of "Host Litwak's Annual Christmas Eve Celebration" contest." Gene said, taking an envelope out from his shirt. Some of the crowd started to "ooh" as Vanellope nudged Ralph's head, seated on his shoulder.

"Hey! What's this all about?" Vanellope asked. Felix chuckled.

"Its an annual tradition here at Litwak. Every year, the folks of the arcade get together to vote on whom among us should have the honor of hosting the annual Christmas Eve party in their game. The winner's names are then commemorated on a plaque outside in Gaming Central Station." Felix explained "Gene's been on the wall for over ten years now." Vanellope lightly nodded before she had a great idea come to her, turning to Ralph.

"Ooh! Y-You know what stinkbrain? Y-You ought to be the one to host it this year!" Vanellope chuckled. Ralph looked to her and lightly scoffed.

"Yeah right! News flash ya little squirt...not ONE bad guy has had their name up on that wall since this arcade was founded. So...I wouldn't get my hopes up." Ralph said. Vanellope lightly sighed as Ralph crossed his arms. Up in front, Gene began to open the envelope.

"And...with all the votes tallied and counted for, this year's host of our annual Christmas Eve celebration is..." Gene said, opening the folded paper within. But as he looked at the name, his eyes seemed to bulge.

"W-Wreck-It Ralph?!" he exclaimed. Hearing his name, Ralph gasped as his friends looked on with big grins, especially the estatic Vanellope. The entire crowd began to applaud Ralph as he nervously waved. Gene still could not believe his eyes as Ralph slowly began to approach.

"W-Why...this is QUITE the surprise. A-Are we sure about this? Who...Who counted the votes? O-One of the bad guys is our host this year?!" Gene asked. As Ralph stood next to Gene, he heard a loud applause and cheerful whistles coming from his "friends" at "Bad-Anon". Vanellope hopped off Ralph's shoulder, snatched the paper from Gene's hand and then glitched herself back on his shoulder.

"Aww wow! Can you believe it Ralph?! Looks like THIS bad guy gets the "starring role" this time." Vanellope chuckled, handing Ralph the paper. He looked to see his name written on the sheet in bold letters.

"Wow. Heh." Ralph muttered. He then looked out at the crowd of game characters still applauding for him. He waved to everyone alongside Vanellope with a big hearty smile on his face.

"T-Thanks everyone! Ha! Just you wait! I'll do you proud!" Ralph laughed. But as the applaud ended and everyone turned back to their decorating, Ralph was grabbed by his pant leg by Gene, catching his attention.

"Listen and listen GOOD Ralph. This is a BIG deal here. You're not just hosting the Christmas Eve party, you are REPRESENTING all of us at Fix-It Felix Jr! So I better hope, for your sakes, that this year's party is not a total wipeout. Because if you ruin this, you'll be hearing from me for the rest of the year, you understand? I've worked VERY hard to maintain our game's image over these years...and I just PRAY you aren't going to wreck that just like you do when you're doing your job." Gene explained. He then stormed off in a huff as Calhoun and Felix approached. Ralph looked again to the paper in his hand.

"Congratulations Ralph! This is a HUGE honor you've been given. And don't you worry pal...because the three of us are gonna help you in anyway we can. After all, that's what friends are for." Felix said. Vanellope turned to Ralph with a nod, bringing a smile to his face.

"Thanks you guys. Okay then. Who's ready to work a little Christmas magic..."Wreck-It Ralph" style?" Ralph asked. His friends each gave a thumbs up as Ralph did the same.

TO BE CONTINUED...