Wreck It Ralph: Static Frequency ch. 4

"Ohhh! So sorry player! Looks like it's a no-go this time! Wanna try again?" Lucky remarked, wearing her usual smile.
"Sorry kids, time to close down," Mr. Litwak grinned, hearing a collective saddened sigh from the children and adults around him.
Within the next few moments, he locked up closing down the shop for the night.
**
Lucky stretched, having become used to the routine over the past few days. She looked at her casino to see new characters coming in to drink or play the reels and such. She couldn't help but smile. She never thought her game would become such a popular hangout.
She turned to walk around before bumping into someone, "Ouch! Oh sorry about that!"
It was a woman with black hair and green eyes, "Huh? Oh yeah…" she sighed adjusting her black tank top, and pulling it over the belt of her blue jean shorts.
"Hey… are you alright?" Lucky asked, curious to why the other was so upset.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine," she sighed, "Just came to drown myself in some drinks form somewhere other than Tapper's…"
"Tapper has much better drinks than we do," she gave a small smile trying to comfort the other.
"I'll take hacky drinks over the company I would have at Tapper's," she scoffed grabbing a root beer and taking a swig.
"Careful… you'll have a horrible headache in the morning if you take it in too much quantities… believe me I'd know," she rubbed her head.
"What's your name girlly?" the dark haired one asked.
"Oh names Lucky, and you?" she quirked.
"Ahh, so you're the main character around here…" she downed the rest of her drink, "Names Checker Flag, was a minor character once,"
"Oh," she joined in having a few drinks, "Umm, I hate to bring it up… but what do you mean by…. Was?"
She buried her face in the crook of her arm, "Unplugged,"
Lucky winced, "Oh… hey I'm sorry,"
"Don't be, I had a second chance," she gave a small smile, "Lost it though,"
There was a long period of silence, "What kinda second chance?"
"You ask to many questions Licky," she hissed.
"It's Lucky," she corrected.
"Yeah, whatever…" she stood up, "Listen, I'm just here to play some pool, so… later," she walked away, her black boots making a sharp CLICK as she walked.
Lucky shuddered, "That's gotta be horrible… to have your game unplugged?"
She finished her drink, "Well, don't want to be here all night," she smiled getting up and heading for the Wire Way.
**
Ralph stayed quiet most of this session of BAD ANON. He heard smoke complain about his new appearance in the MK Rebirth or whatever it was called. Something about how he'd always been a bad guy and they were warping his character into some good slash bad guy? It was too confusing. Personally he was happy that his game would always be as it was. He didn't have to worry about people remaking his game.
"Ralph?" asked Clyde, the orange ghost, "You alright? You haven't said anything this session,"
"Something bothering you Ralph?" asked Zangief with a slightly worried expression on his face.
"Naw, really guys it's nothin' alright?" he raised his hands up in a stopping motion, trying to reassure them nothing was wrong.
"Ralph," added Clyde, "You've been attending BAD ANON for close to twenty five years now… you can tell us anything,"
"It's kinda weird guys," he coughed, rubbing the back of his head, "I- I mean the bad guys don't normally feel this way…"
"Go ahead, maybe we can help?" smiled a red head with green skin, Ganondorf from Zelda.
"Well… anyway… now don't judge me!," he took a deep breath, "There… was this girl, and this girl saved Vanellope," he began to trail off, but a few characters caught the idea.
"Do you like her?" asked Bowser, the king koopa of Mario.
"No!" Ralph shot back embarrassed, "I just… kinda…. Well… I dunno,"
"It's alright, I'm in love with someone I can't be with…" sighed Bowser, "Princess Peach…"
"Yeah but… wait… who said anything about loving her!?" he felt his face flush and wasn't sure if he was angry or sick… maybe both…
To him it felt like there were a ton of Cy-bugs in his stomach trying to tickle their way out rather than eat their way out. He didn't know how to respond, "B-besides… Peach actually EXSISTS in your game, this girl… she doesn't exist in mine,"
The others gave him a half smile, eyes quirked at the idea.
"Seriously? Man I told you it was stupid, pretend I didn't say anything!" he groaned hiding his face behind his huge hands.
"It's alright Ralph, actually, you stand good chance of winning girl if in different game!" laughed Zangief.
"Like I said, I don't like her I just… feel different is all!" he was done arguing.
"Guys, guys don't push it… let him decide what it is on his own, "Clyde scolded, "Now, let's close with the bad guy.." Ralph didn't catch the rest of the sentence.
He was the bad guy. THE BAD GUY. Yeah, sure he was liked a lot more by everyone since the fall of Turbo but… he couldn't help but feel as if he'd still always be on a different level than everyone else. Besides, the bad guy never gets the girl.
**
Felix finished the last part of the décor of his and St. Calhoun's house in the Fix-it Felix part of the arcade, "There! What do ya think honey bunches?" he smiled.
"Looks pretty good," she nodded in approval.
"Glad to hear it! Now… we can make on in your world but first we're gonna need a strong material, like… that stuff that-," he was cut off by knocking on the front door, "Oh, I've got it!"
He went over to the door and opened it, "Yes?"
"Hey Felix! Wanted to know if you, Ralph, Calhoun, and Vanellope wanted to hang out today!" grinned Lucky.
"Oh well I don't see why not! But… I'm pretty sure Ralph's Still at his meeting… we could probably catch up with him at Game Central!" chimed Felix.
Calhoun stretched, "What'cha got planned for today?"
"Figured we could have a picnic in Sugar Rush," she blushed, still trying to get to know the people who helped save her the other day.
"Sounds like a plan! Let me just go grab my snacky basket!" Felix jumped up a BOING being heard as he excitedly went to fetch his picnic basket.
"He gets excited real easy huh?" she chuckled.
"Yeah, but… the fact he's so different's what makes me love em'," she shook her head, her face becoming more soft, "He's the one who fixed my heart,"
"Huh?" asked Lucky.
"Err, nothing… you heard nothin' got it? Say anything about it and I'll toss you to the Cy-bugs without defenses," Calhoun warned.
Both girls laughed for a moment but Lucky stopped when she heard Calhoun say she was serious.
"Alrighty girls! Let's have us a picnic!" Felix called, as he grabbed his basket of food and they headed out the door.
**
Vanellope swerved barely missing a rouge jaw breaker all the while, the wheels of her car screeching as she made the sharp turn. The finish line was just within reach!
"And~" Vanellope smiled as she sped across the finish line, "VICTORY!"
With that her picture was registered into the roster for the next day's race. She couldn't help but grin ear to ear.
"Agh, man! Not again!" sighed Candlehead.
"It's alright, you get an A for effort~!" she smiled as she gathered up her pot of coins.
She smiled and nodded, "But I don't have a coin for next time…"
Vanellope looked at her pot of coins and gave a sad smile, "Here ya go," she handed the other a coin.
"You don't-," she was caught off by Vanellope.
"What? You found a coin for tomorrow? That's great to hear!" she chuckled, "I guess we'll have another race then!"
Candlehead almost cried as she walked away with the coin, "Thanks,"
"Hey kid," an electronic voice hummed, "you didn't do too bad,"
"Huh?" Vanellope turned around, "Who said that?"
"Me," a character black as midnight walked out of the shadows, "How about a race?"
"Sure!" she smiled, "I'll always accept a challenge!"
"So… what do you want to bet?" she laughed.