This is my first WIR fanfic. Hope you all enjoy.

The Core Four were all sitting in Burger Time relaxing after a long day of gaming. Vanellope sat on Ralph's shoulder while waiting for their food. Felix and Calhoun were sitting next to each other holding hands. The married couple were enjoying each other's company. Vanellope was bored and, being the random little child she was, asked a question that's been on her mind for a while.

"Hey, Buttface."

"Yes, Fartfeathers?"

"I've been wondering something. Why'd you go Turbo and start game jumping?"

"Kid, that's not a conversation for right now." Calhoun leaned forward in her chair.

"Actually, Wreck-It, I'd like to know that myself. Why did you leave in the first place?"

"You can tell us, brother. We're all friends here."

"Felix, you were there. You know how it started. At the anniversary party." The handyman thought for a moment, then realized what he meant.

"You mean that whole thing with Gene?"

"Yeah." The tiny racer climbed on Ralph's head and looked at him upside-down.

"Who's this Gene guy?" He lifted the small girl by her hood and placed her in the seat beside him.

"Gene is one of the Nicelanders. He told me that I was nothing but the bad guy who wrecks the building and that's all I'll ever be. If I could win a medal, I thought things would go differently around the game after work."

"Wow. He sounds like a real douche bag." Felix gasped in surprise at her use of the word.

"Vanellope! Where did you ever hear such a word?"

"Some of the gamers said it alot when they were losing."

"Well, that's an inappropriate word, young lady."

"Who are you? My mother? Now, back to this Gene guy. I say we get revenge on him."

"Look, kid. That's not necessary."

"Hey! He's the reason you almost got both of our games unplugged! He deserves it."

"I agree with the little crumb-snatcher. Getting back at this guy will really teach him a lesson."

"Tammy, I really don't think that's such a good idea."

"Well, if Sarge is in, I'm in."

"I'm in. Come on, Hammertime. You know you want to."

"No thank you. I will have no part of this. If you want revenge on Gene, go ahead, but you can leave me out of it."

"Come on, Magic Hammer. You know you want to."

"No thanks, Vanella-Bean. I'll sit this one out."

"That's okay, Fix-It. You won't be involved. Wreck-It, we meet at your place to plan our strategy."

"Yes, Sarge."

"Yeah. After this, that midget will know not mess with my main man Ralph."

The next day, Calhoun, Ralph, and Vanellope set their plan in motion. The arcade was closed for the day, so they had plenty of time. Gene started his day off the usual way. After showering and dressing, he left the building and headed for the garden. On his way, he saw Felix and Calhoun talking at the tram station. Felix looked worried while Calhoun was calm and smiling. Gene never cared for the HD woman. He thought she was rude, loud, and unlady like. He didn't understand what Felix saw in her. She leaned down, kissed his cheek and headed out on her cruiser. Gene walked over to Felix.

"Goodmorning, Felix."

"Oh. Goodmorning, Gene. How are you?"

"Just peachy. What about you? You looked a bit worried while talking to Tamora."

"Oh, it's nothing really. I always worry when Tammy goes back to her game. I know she's programmed for it, but I guess that's just like me to worry about her. So, any plans for today?"

"Well, I was just on my way to the garden. I wanted to see how my tulips were growing."

"That's nice. I'm heading up to Mary's apartment. She and Deana wanted me to help them with a 'special' cake."

"That sounds nice. Well, good luck. I hope it comes out swell."

"As with your tulips." With that, they parted ways. Gene went to the garden and tended to his flowers. A few moments later, a few candy-themed racers approached them. One was a girl with platinum white hair, a pink helmet, a pink dress with striped leggings. Another was a boy with blonde hair with a peant butter cup on his head and brown pants and an orange shirt with a brown jacket. The last was another boy with green hair with a swirled helmet and a blue jogging suit with green shoes.

"May I help you children?"

"Yeah. I'm Taffyta and this is Rancis and Swizzle. We're looking for Vanellope. Have you seen her?"

"I have not. She may be with Ralph." Heaven knows why, he thought.

"Well, he hasn't seen her either. Help us find her."

"Why me? Why not Ralph or Tamora?"

"Because Ralph and Calhoun are busy. Besides, Ralph says you're good at finding things."

"Well, I do tend to find a number of lost things."

"Good. Let's go. You can ride with Swizzle." They climbed back into their karts. Gene was a bit skeptical of them.

"Are they safe?"

"Come on. We're nine and we drive these things everyday. If they're safe for us, they're safe for you." Gene climbed on the back of Swizzle's kart and held onto it. Swizzle and Taffyta exchanged a subtle look before taking off. They sped down the circuit and Gene struggled to hold on. Noticing this, Swizzle smirked and decided to have a little fun. He drove upside-down. Gene screamed louder and had a death grip on the kart. They flew out of Fix It Felix Jr and into Sugar Rush. Once they made it to the bottom of the rainbow bridge, they skid to a stop. When Swizzle stopped, Gene flew from the kart and hit a giant gum drop face first. He slid a little before falling on his back on the ground. The three racers circled him. He looked like he had seen a ghost. His hair was wind blown and his eyes were wide open. "You should've held on tighter. Come on. We've got a president to find."

"No...more...karts."

"You're in luck. You can't drive a kart through the Candy Tree forest. Guys, help him up." Rancis and Swizzle each grabbed one of his little arms and pulled him to his feet. No longer in a daze, he dusted himself off and fized his hair as best as he could. The four of them headed through the forest.

"So why are we going through the forest?"

"She usually hangs out around here when she's not in the castle. Some of the others are out looking for her too." Just then, they ran into two of the other racers. One was a girl with green hair, a pink jacket and skirt, a brown shirt and leggings and a candle on her head. The other was a boy with brown hair, an orange jacket, brown pants and shirt with a pumpkin on his head. "Candlehead. Gloyd. Did you find her yet?"

"Not yet, Taffyta, but we found some of her barrettes that led to the Taffy Swamp."

"Good. We'll start there." The racers followed Gene to the swamp. They came to a fallen branch over the Nesquik Sand pit. He carefully climbed on the branch and started to walk across. The kids didn't move and he noticed. "Why did you stop? Come on."

"It's a double stripe branch."

"So?" Before they could answer, the branch blinked, then disappeared. Gene fell and landed in the pit. The kids looked into the pit.

"Double stripes break, 8-bit." He struggled and tried to get loose to no avail.

"Get me out of here before I sink!" The candy-themed children smirked at each other and moved out of his view. "Where are you going? Come back!"

He felt something hard hit him in the head. He saw it was a piece of candy. More and more candy hit the tiny man.

"Ow! Ah! What are you doing?" He then saw the green haired girl with the candle on her head.

"We're helping you get out."

"How is this helping me?" He then saw the purple laughing vines lowering into the pit.

"Laffy Taffy. They like what's funny and people getting hurt is funny to them." The other children came back and threw more candy at him. He blocked his face as best as he could. He thought the taffy vine would never make it to him. After about five minutes of being pelted with hard candy, the vine reached him and he grabbed it. It retracted and lefted him out of the pit. He then landed on a regular branch. His hands and face were red and swollen from the hard candy. One of his eyes was purple and swollen shut. "You okay, Mr. Gene?"

"Am I okay? Do I look okay? You bombared me with candy!" They then made sad faces and started to "cry."

"We only wanted to help!"

"We were only getting you out!"

"We didn't mean to make you mad!" Feeling bad, Gene tried to calm them.

"Hey, hey. Calm down. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get mad and yell at you. I'm sorry. Please stop crying." They calmed down a bit, then stopped all together. "Look, let's just forget the happened and keep looking for your friend."

"Okay."

"Cool."

"Let's go." They then headed around the pit and continued the "search."

How was it? Like I said, this is my first WIR story. More to come soon.