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Alright about this chapter, I have no idea where all the Vanellope and Calhoun moments came from but I wanted more interaction with those two. In the next chapter we'll be getting more Ralph and Felix, creating a bromance and such, lol. You'll see. ;)

That's it really, enjoy this chapter and don't forget to leave a review.

Reeves3.

Level 5

Tuesday's at Litwak's Arcade Family Fun Centre opened at one in the afternoon so unbeknownst to the owner this allowed the game characters a lie-in each morning which they were all thankful for. Many of the inhabitants in Fix It Felix Jr slept peacefully in their beds but Tamora Calhoun sat on a stool hunched over the breakfast bar in the penthouse. In her hand she held a pen which she tapped against the table thinking about where to have the reception. She was clad in her standard issue cargo pants, black boots and crop top.

A cup of steaming hot coffee was placed in front of her.

"Any thoughts?" she asked as Felix sat down next to her. She leaned over and kissed his cheek to thank him for the coffee. She picked up the mug and took a sip. Felix, who was half dressed in his blue jeans and white t-shirt, placed a gentle hand on Tamora's thigh and gazed up at her with his bright blue eyes.

"You definitely don't want to have the reception in Hero's Duty?" Felix questioned, wanting to make sure. They briefly discussed this topic yesterday in Wedding Dash with Quinn. Tamora had flat out refused the idea.

"Positive. We're pushing our luck having the wedding there as it is. I dread to think what disco lights would do to the Cy-bugs," she said, with a slight shudder. Felix smiled softly and nodded his head.

"There's always here," he suggested. Tamora stared at him with an arched eyebrow.

"Wreck-It struggles to stand straight in this place. How are we going to get the entire arcade in here, including my men and the guys from Street Fighter? Sorry short stack but this place is too small."

Felix strummed his fingers on the counter. "Then I guess we're back to square one."

At that moment a soft tapping was heard. Felix and Calhoun leaned back on their stools to look around at the front door. It was only eight in the morning. Who would be at their place so early? They certainly weren't expecting anyone to come by.

"I'll get it." Felix hopped off his seat and walked over to answer the door. He undid the lock on the chain but before he could grab the handle the door burst open wide to reveal Vanellope.

She was already wide awake and ready for the day and was bubbling with so much energy both Tamora and Felix mentally theorised she had been drinking fizzy cola for breakfast. Vanellope reached into her hoodie pockets and scattered the floor with popping candy before taking a couple of steps forward and covering that patch of carpet too with the tiny sticky rocks.

"I couldn't find any flower petals so this will make do for now," Vanellope announced, taking a couple of steps forward again.

"Flower petals for what exactly?" Calhoun frowned as Vanellope stopped in front of the stool she was sitting on. Felix by now had closed the door and made his way back to stand next to them. Vanellope rolled her eyes as though the flower petals meant the most obvious thing in the arcade.

"I'm going to be your flower girl, ga-doi!"

Tamora winced and awkwardly glanced at Felix. His eyes darted to Vanellope and then back at her and gave her a look that simply said 'you have to tell her.' Vanellope didn't even notice the couple's eye conversation as she was blabbering on about the different ways she could scatter the flower petals.

"-I could place them here and there-,"

"Vanellope," cut in Tamora.

"-or I could throw them over my head in one big swoop-,"

"Vanellope."

"-three steps then a scatter of petals, four steps and a scatter of petals and then five-,"

"Vanellope you're not going to be a flower girl!" Calhoun shouted. Vanellope stopped jabbering on and looked up at Tamora with wide eyes. There was an uneasy silence as Felix rubbed the back of his neck and he wondered if he should leave the room as the two females stared at one another. After a couple of minutes the silence broke.

"O-oh o-okay," muttered Vanellope, her voice cracking. Her eyes brimmed with unshed tears and she stared down at the carpet so the sergeant wouldn't see her cry. The racer sniffed and turned to leave. She wanted to get out of this game but after taking as many steps it would take to leave the penthouse Vanellope realised she hadn't moved at all. She looked behind her and realised Calhoun had hooked a finger onto the hood of her jumper.

"Will you let me go? I don't want to be your stupid flower girl anyway." Vanellope tried to glitch away but Tamora managed to grab her before she could disappear.

"Good." Calhoun told her with a smile on her face. She sat the squirming child down on her lap and held her in place. "The reason I don't want you as a flower girl is because I want you to be my maid of honour."

Vanellope stopped fidgeting. Her hands that had been tightly gripping Calhoun's forearms in her attempt to wrestle free from the woman went slack. Her head snapped up to see the short blonde haired woman smiling sincerely at her.

"Really?" she squeaked out, her eyes now filling with happy tears.

"Affirmative, rookie. Do you accept?"

To answer Calhoun Vanellope wrapped her arms around Tamora's body and rested her head on the woman's chest. Calhoun remained momentarily frozen. Her muscles tensed up until she looked down and saw the content look on Vanellope's face. Slowly she wrapped her arms around the girl, placed her chin on the top of Vanellope's hair and pulled her closer into the hug. Felix stood to the side with a grin on his face and decided to leave them alone for a moment. He went into the bedroom to finish getting dressed.

Vanellope had been her first choice in maid of honour all along. Despite the small sugar bundle being a bit annoying now and then, such times when she used to purposely interrupt her dates with Felix, over the past months Tamora had come to realise she loved Vanellope like a little sister.

It was a mutual feeling.

A short while later Vanellope and Calhoun parted from their hug. Tamora wiped a single tear off Vanellope's cheek that had slipped from the corner of her eye. Vanellope just kept smiling.

Calhoun coughed and sat up straight. It was time to get back to business. "I have a maid of honour mission for you. I need you to get Quinn into your palace and I'll meet you there in half an hour. Can you do that for me?"

Vanellope gave a small salute. "Sarge, I can do that with my eyes closed." She paused for a moment. "Wait can I do it with my eyes closed?"

"It's best to keep them open.

Vanellope started to open her mouth to say a witty retort when she noticed the notepad on the table behind Calhoun. She made a grab for it.

"What's this?" She questioned, flipping through the pages at such a rapid pace she had no time to read what was on it. Calhoun grabbed the wad of paper out of Vanellope's grasp and blindly threw it back on the table.

"We're trying to figure out ideas where to have the reception. Now scoot! Maid of honour mission, remember?"

Happily Vanellope glitched off Tamora's lap and ended up by the front door. She nearly pulled the door off its hinges as she rushed out the room yelling. "This is so exciting! You can count on me Calhoun! I won't let you down!"

Felix reappeared out from the bedroom placing his cap on his neatly combed hair. He went over to the front door to close it but not before taking a peek down the corridor to see Vanellope skipping away. He closed the door with a 'click' and glanced at Tamora. "She took that well."

Calhoun snorted and reached for the stack of wedding invitations next to her now cool cup of coffee. She hopped off the stool and handed the pack to Felix.

"I have somewhere I need to be. Official bride and maid of honour business so no grooms allowed." Felix gave a small pout which made Tamora laugh and bend down to his level. She pushed the bill of his cap down over his eyes causing him to grin at her as he lifted the cap back up. "Don't complain, soldier, you have wedding invites to write."

"You're right," he said. His eyes went wide. "Oh no, I just remembered I've got to write Q*Bert's."

His face scrunched up as he attempted to speak Q*Bertese. A speech bubble appeared by his side with pictures of a hammer, a heart and then a block of cheese. Tamora arched an eyebrow as Felix glanced at her with a promising look.

"You love cheese?" she questioned. Felix grimaced and looked at the speech bubble. He stomped his foot on the ground.

"Dang it, pardon my potty mouth. Hang on a moment ma'am."

He made a couple of squeaks and squeals and the pictures in the speech bubble changed from a block of cheese to a stick of dynamite and a silhouette of a woman. Tamora grabbed the top of Felix's head with one hand and spun his whole body round to face her.

"That's better," she muttered.

Felix smiled cheekily. "Dynamite gal."

They leaned into each other and shared what was meant to be a quick kiss but ended up leaving them both breathless and their hearts racing.

Tamora was running late by the time she arrived in Sugar Rush. She really needed to remember to keep an eye on the time when simple kisses turned into full blown make out sessions. After a quick stop to her home in Hero's Duty to retrieve an item Calhoun was back on her hover board and flying to Vanellope's castle.

Vanellope was there to greet her as she arrived.

"Hey!" she yelled, delighted, as Calhoun landed outside the candy coated palace and folded her cruiser away. She ran over and hugged Tamora around the waist, her legs flailing in the air at the side as the force of her run had sent her circling around the taller woman like a hula-hoop.

"Careful," warned Tamora, raising the green box in her hands over her head in case Vanellope knocked it to the floor.

Vanellope let go and dropped to the floor. She looked up at the box with curious eyes.

"What's in that?" she asked, pointing up.

"You'll find out in a bit," Calhoun answered. "Where's Quinn?"

"She's inside with Sour Bill. Come on."

Vanellope led the way to the throne room. Quinn was seated on one of the marshmallow chairs around a chocolate chip cookie table near to one of the many stained glass windows that lit up the room. Sour Bill was serving her a glass of pink lemonade. Vanellope's race car was placed upon a slightly raised stage in front of the crescent-shaped red velvet curtain.

Calhoun greeted Quinn with a handshake and sat down on one of the spare marshmallows while Vanellope spoke to her adviser.

"Thank you kindly, Bill. Go ahead and take a break for a bit because races don't start till noon. See you then!" The green cough drop gave a monotone 'uhh-huh' and wondered off, closing the doors behind him as he exited the room. She then parked her rear onto a seat in-between Quinn and Tamora who was placing the box on the cookie table.

Quinn spoke up. "So, what did you want to talk to us about, sergeant?"

Tamora took a deep breath and lifted up the lid on the box. Vanellope and Quinn peeked in and saw a neatly folded wedding dress. Unlike new or carefully preserved wedding dresses this one wasn't clean or gleaming. It was ripped, had taken a grey colour over the years of neglect and horrifyingly had red brown stains splattered over it.

"I suppose a little explanation is in order," Calhoun mentioned, upon seeing Quinn and Vanellope's ashen faces. The only people who knew about her past were her soldiers and Felix. "What I say to you now never leaves this room. Everyone one in Hero's Duty has a programmed history. I was going to be married to a man named Brad but on our wedding day he was eaten by a Cy-bug...and killed by me." She swallowed deeply and willed herself to not breakdown and carry on talking. She couldn't even meet Vanellope's gaze. The poor child will probably be terrified of her now. "This is the dress I wore in my memory. I found it in the church in my game and I was wondering if there is anyone in Wedding Dash that could make a copy of it. Felix could fix it for me but I don't want to wear the same dress that I wore getting married to Brad when I marry Felix. It wouldn't be right."

Calhoun glanced up and saw Quinn and Vanellope staring at her. Quinn coughed.

"I'm so sorry about your past-,"

Tamora held up a hand. "Spare me your pity. I just want to know if you can make the dress."

Quinn gave a quick nod. "Of course we can get that done for you. In a way it'll be your something old and something new."

"I hadn't thought about that. I guess you're right." Tamora agreed. Vanellope let her voice be heard although it was in a quiet glum mumble.

"Then you just need something borrowed and something blue," she said. Calhoun watched her carefully but Vanellope wasn't looking at her. She was staring at the ruined dress with her eyebrows burrowed together.

"Exactly," said Quinn. "Well I'll get this dress to the designers. If we have nothing else left to discuss I better head back now. I need to check on the chefs and make sure they're on time with the meals."

"No that's it. Thank you Quinn," said Calhoun. Quinn said her goodbyes and picked up the box with the wedding dress inside. An Oreo guard showed Quinn out the castle leaving Tamora and Vanellope alone. Vanellope sighed. She got off her marshmallow chair and walked over to her race car. Tamora watched her go realising her young friend was avoiding looking at her.

"Do you want a race to the starting line?" Calhoun suggested. She got out her hover board and it unfolded mechanically. She grinned at Vanellope hoping she hadn't caused the child to detest her in any way.

Vanellope shook her head and muttered. "No one should have to go through that."

Calhoun tilted her head slightly, a bit confused about what Vanellope was talking about.

"What do you mean, kid?" She asked. Vanellope looked up at her. She didn't look as upset she had been earlier that morning but she certainly looked a little distressed.

"It's not fair! It's like if I lost stinkbrain or hammer time or you! I don't think I could go on racing. Do you still think of him? How did you get over it?" Vanellope questioned. She had made her way over to Calhoun and had jumped up onto the hover board.

Tamora crouched down so they were eye level. Her heart tore two ways. She was a little lost for words that Vanellope was concerned about her however Calhoun didn't want the child to fret about her past. "I was very fortunate to meet Felix. He fixed my broken heart and he didn't even have to use his hammer. I won't ever forget Brad and it hurts to think about him but when I'm with Felix he makes the pain go away. Why is this upsetting you so much?" She brushed a stray lock from Vanellope's face and tucked it behind the girl's ear.

"Because I don't want you to be sad, you're one of the bravest people I know and brave people don't get upset."

"Vanellope, I watched the bravest person I know break down in tears this morning when she found out she wasn't going to be a flower girl." Vanellope smiled slightly. "Every brave person is allowed to cry. It doesn't make you any less courageous. Also I'm not heartbroken anymore. I have Felix, Ralph and you to keep me happy," said Calhoun. Vanellope nodded her head. She looked a lot more relaxed and happier now.

"Sarge, if a Cy-bug comes to this wedding I'll be there to fight it off!" She raised her fists and jabbed the air as though fighting off invisible foes.

Tamora chuckled. "You and me both, Schweetz."

Vanellope's eyes suddenly sparkled with mischief. "Felix would fix something for me, wouldn't he?" She asked, all too innocently.

"Of course he would. What needs fixing?" Calhoun asked a bit bewildered as to the sudden change of subject.

"The window," replied Vanellope, pointing. Tamora turned around and looked at all the windows behind her, eight of them all together, and none of them appeared to be damaged.

"But there-"

An engine revved like a lion's roar. Tamora spun around to see Vanellope had got off the cruiser and into her race car's driver seat.

"Race you to the starting line!"

With that Vanellope put her foot down, sped across the room and out one of the windows causing shards of shattered glass to fall down. Calhoun watched as Vanellope landed it bumpily on the pathway but easily got the car under control and headed towards the stands and starting grid. Tamora quickly jumped onto her hover board and zoomed out the room following Vanellope's path. She glided right next to the three exhausts on one side of Vanellope's purple car.

"Nice try," Calhoun shouted, over the noise of the engines. Vanellope just gave a toothy grin before glitching miles ahead in front of her. A determined expression crossed Tamora's features. She was never one to back down from a challenge. The hover board hummed with power. "Oh now she's asking for it."

They were neck and neck as they approached the grandstands. An array of voices could be heard in the distance. At first Calhoun thought it was the sweet spectators that popped up from the ground but and as Vanellope and Calhoun appeared over the final hill, a huge crowd stood amongst the confused child racers and their cars. More people were filing in from the rainbow bridge. There were Nicelanders, soldiers from Hero's Duty, people from Dance, Dance Revolution, Street Fighter, Super Mario Bros, Sonic the Fighters and Pacman. Even Zombie was wondering around, although he looked as if he didn't have a clue what he was doing in Sugar Rush. No one looked angry. In fact everyone appeared to be celebrating.

As they slowed down Tamora made the mistake of getting off her cruiser. When part of the crowd spotted her they immediately rushed over and gathered around her.

Vanellope parked her car outside the edge of the crowd. She glitched up onto her royal stand and scanned the mob in front of her. Immediately she spotted Ralph in the centre of it all and right by his side was Felix as they tried to back the crowd away from them. Meanwhile the group that had surrounded Calhoun were marching her towards Felix and Ralph. Watching the scene from her elevated perch Vanellope grabbed the megaphone and glitched onto Ralph's shoulder just as Calhoun arrived in the empty ring surrounding the core four.

Vanellope shouted down into the megaphone. "What in the name of monkey milk is going on here?"

Everyone quietened down and there was a movement in the crowd as Sonic and Eggman came forth.

"Eggman spilt your secret guys," said Sonic.

"You did not tell me it was a secret!" Dr Robotnik argued. Sonic raised his arms in the air in exasperation.

"I said don't tell anyone about it."

"I thought you were talking about the rings not the fact that these two are getting married. Congratulations by the way." Robotnik smiled at Calhoun and Felix. Mary from Niceland stepped forward.

"It is true, right?" She asked, hopeful. Her hands clasped together in front of her against her chest as though praying the answer would be what she wanted to hear.

Felix and Tamora glanced at one another as Ralph and Vanellope looked at them. Felix gave a small shrug of his shoulders. They weren't going to be able to get out of this and they both knew it. Calhoun smiled at Felix and he returned it.

"Pass us the megaphone," Calhoun ordered. Vanellope handed it to her and a silence spread across Sugar Rush.

"Yes it's true. Fix-It and I are getting married. A selected few can expect invitations to the wedding but all of you are invited to the reception."

Cheers went up in the air from everyone as groups of people came up to congratulate Sergeant Calhoun and Felix.

"We'll take you out drinking to Tappers and celebrate, buddy," said Kohut, slapping a hand on Felix's back.

"When's the big day?"

"Where will the reception be held?" Gene asked, intrigued. Both Felix and Calhoun stumbled how to answer him but luckily for them Vanellope had overheard the Mayor's question and glitched down off Ralph's shoulder and appeared in front of the engaged couple.

"Here, of course!" She told Gene. Perplexed Felix and Tamora looked at Vanellope.

"We are?" They asked.

Vanellope smiled up at them. "Sure, why not? This place is big enough for everyone. It can be your something borrowed, Sarge! As President Vanellope Von Schweetz and my gift to you two, I will give you Sugar Rush for a day and let you decorate it how you see fit for your special day!"

Touched by Vanellope's thoughtful gesture Felix and Tamora looked out around the crowd at the happy smiles everyone wore, how no one was crouching low and that they were all celebrating for the happy couple. It might as well been their reception party. Sharing a momentary look at each other to confirm they were agreeing with Vanellope, they gave their response.

"We'd love to."

The moment between Vanellope and Calhoun about being brave - remember Vanellope is only a child and I guess it was her learning that adults have a tough time too which I guess she learned from Ralph as well but Tamora's story is a bit more severe so it shook her up a bit but Calhoun was there for her.

I'd say there is about 5 chapters left of this story now.

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed it and I shall update when I can.

Don't forget to leave a review. :)

Reeves3.