I got really bored and this came to me, do I'm going to try to expand on it and see where it goes. Please review at the end to tell me what ya think, and if I should continue. So, Enjoy!

Reject it. Don't take the pie. Refuse it. Don't back out of this. Not this time. I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna refuse to eat the pie.

"Thank you, Mary!" I chirped. "This pie looks absolutely delicious. I can't wait to take it home and eat it!"

Oh boo. I chickened out again. I plastered the smile onto my face. The same one I've always had to use in this situation. Why couldn't I just refuse the pie?! 'No, Thanks!' were two simple words, and I couldn't bring myself to say them. Why did I have to be such a...such a...well, good guy!

"You're welcome, Felix!" Mary said happily before fixing me with a shy smile. "See you at the party later?"

"Of course! It's not everyday your game has its 30th anniversary!" I told her.

My cheeks were starting to hurt. I couldn't hold the smile for much longer. I had to get out.

"I have to go prepare. See ya later!" I said quickly as I tried to usher her out the door.

"Oh. Okay, bye." She said a bit disappointedly as she left.

When she was gone, I sighed and let my smile fall. When were all the Nicelander women going to realize that I didn't like them like that? Oh, yeah. It would be when life wasn't served to me on a silver platter. I mean, I could have it worse. Ralph hadn't been invited to the party. He hadn't been invited to his games anniversary. I didn't want to go myself. I wanted to go out to GCS and have an adventure. I wanted to see what a life of danger was like because here, in Niceland, the only dangers are ducks and falling bricks. And even that was only during game hours. I sighed. The party was about to start. I should get ready to leave. Even if I didn't want to.

That had to have been the most awkward thing I'd ever experience. Ralph had found out and showed up to the party. The Nicelanders were not happy. Not at all. I felt bad for Ralph. He was right. He deserved to be able to attend his games anniversary party. I wanted to shout at them that Ralph was right, but I couldn't. I am too nice. Too good. I needed to find a way to stop. Ralph sounded like he was going to try something different. Maybe I could ask him. I walked straight to Tapper's. Ralph didn't go much of anywhere else. Besides, it was the closest thing we characters had to a bar. And after that fiasco, I'd probably go there too. I saw him sitting on the bar stool talking to Tapper himself. I quietly went behind and cleared my throat to interrupt the conversation. Ralph looked at me surprised.

"Felix?!" He exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, do you mind if I sit here?" I asked as I pointed to the stool next to him.

"Well, sure, I guess." He said confused.

Ralph's pov

There had to be some sort of prank involved here. There was no way Felix would ever associate with me. I was his enemy. His foe! My job was to try to kill him with bricks that I ripped off of his building. There had to be a prank going on. Yet, he hopped onto the stool and accepted a mug from Tapper. What was going on?

"Ralph," He started. "I'm sorry about what happened at the party. That was totally and completely uncalled for."

I stared at him. He, Fix-It Felix Jr., was apologizing to me, Wreck-It Ralph, for something he didn't even do. If I remember correctly, Felix had let me in for cake. He did try to help me avoid the argument with Gene, but I still made fun of his medals.

"I-It's fine." I stammered when I realized that I should apologize. "In fact, I'm sorry for saying I'd get a better medal. I guess I was just a little mad and didn't know what I was saying."

"It's fine." Felix chuckled. "In fact, I think it's cool you want to change your life and have some sort of adventure."

"Really?" I asked as I felt my eyebrows shoot up.

"Yeah." Felix said as he started getting a far away look in his eyes. "It seems like it could be really fun. So are you going to do it?"

I looked at him confused. What the heck was going on? He was babbling about how he was sorry and that he thought I had a good idea. And said idea could get me killed?

"Well, I don't think I can actually do it? I'm a little nervous." I admitted.

"Oh. Well, how 'bout I give you one of mine? I certainly don't need it." Felix offered.

"Really?" I said as I went slack-jawed.

"Sure." He said with a shrug.

I could feel the smile growing on my face. He was going to help me out and let me move into the penthouse. I couldn't help myself as I scooped him up in a hug.

"Felix, you really are good!" I shouted happily.

I saw him visibly flinch at the word 'good'. I felt my smile falter. What was going on with him? He pushed out of my embrace and straightened his hat.

"Although, maybe we could still go to one of those other games. Like, Sugar Rush or something. The racing seems really fun." Felix added.

I shrugged. Whatever kept him happy. I was just happy knowing I was going to get that medal.

"Whatever. How about we head out?" I offered and he nodded his consent.

As we were leaving, a guy in huge armor bumped into us. He was muttering something or another as he ran into the wall, but still kept walking.

"Are you alright, sir?" Felix asked before the man lifted him up.

"We've only been plugged in a week, and all I can see is their horrible faces. They snip and snap and don't stop until you shoot them down. It's shoot and climb and climb and shoot!" The man said in hysterics.

"Hey, buddy." I shouted as I pried Felix out of his hands. "We all got it hard. Let's go, Felix."

I started walking, but soon realized Felix wasn't following. He was talking to the man. All I heard was "Duty" before Felix hurried over to me. He waved bye to the man and the man saluted him back. I shook my head. He could befriend anyone, couldn't he?

"You just got the easy life don't you?" I joked.

Felix didn't respond, but he flinched and went to looking deep in thought. I hope he isn't reconsidering giving me the medal...

Felix's pov

That's it! I could just go to Hero's Duty and stop living the easy life! I could take chances! Be adventurous! Do something dangerous! But a thought occurred to me. I'm way too short to not have attention drawn to me. I'd have to tinker with the coding a bit. I shudder at the thought. I was going to mess with the coding. I was thinking so hard that I barely realized what was going on. The last thing I could remember was handing Ralph a medal before my feet led me to the code room and opened it up. I swam into the coding. I could do this. Just a few, simple coding adjustments and I could blend in like it was nothing. I found my code and opened it up. There it was. Body Size. I moved it and felt a strange tingling sensation in my body. Then I found Wardrobe. I just to remember the armor as best as I could and made some adjustments before I felt a weight on my shoulders. I swam back out and closed the door. I found a mirror and looked at myself. I was taller. I was still scrawny, though, so my armor wasn't as bulky as the gentleman's I met in Tapper's. Hero's Duty was my gaming destination. I ran out of my game, my namesake, and went out into GCS. There it was. I entered as a quarter alert sounded and followed a group of other guys in armor. This would be good.

Should I continue or no? You decide!