Wreck-It Ralph: NAP Style 7

(Act 7)

Near a pit of a sort, the group crashed to it, groaning a bit.

Mr. Tickle: Oooh, so bad.

A few of them looked disgusted.

Calhourn: (looks at it) What is this?

They looked at the sign attached to candy cane nearby.

Chris: Nesquik Sand?

Mr. Scatterbrain: Ha-ha-ha. Looks like we're getting chocolate milk tonight.

Mr. Grumpy: (annoyed) Literally. This is a candy version of quicksand!

Felix: Quicksand?!

They looked up with Felix and Mr. Tickle grinning.

Felix: Oh, I’ll hop out and grab you one of those vines!

Mr. Tickle: How about I reach out for one of the vines for you?

Felix tried jumping, though was stuck, grunting a bit. He chuckled nervously, trying to hop out without success.

Felix: (worried) I can’t hop. I’m hopless! This is hopeless! We’re gonna drown here!

Mr. Tickle: And I can't get my arms out! They're stuck in the powder chocolatey goodness.

Mr. Messy: AHHH! I never knew I'd die drowning in what I love.

Mr. Fussy: (annoyed) Why am I not surprised?

Chris: Quit moving or you'll sink faster!

She noticed themselves sinking quicker.

Calhourn: Thorndyke's right! Stop thrashing! Stop moving! You’re making us sink faster!

The worried ones only continued panicking and slapping the powder chocolate around as they sunk more.

Calhourn: (snaps) Get a hold of yourselves.

They were slapped before hearing laughter. Looking up, the gang noticed what appeared to be laughing taffy laughing downward.

Mr. Tickle: What the-?

Mr. Scatterbrain: Ha-ha-ha. Laffy Taffy. Always with a good sense of humor.

Felix: (shocked) The vines. They ARE Laffy Taffy.

Rocky: They’re attracted to whatever makes them laugh.

Mr. Tickle: Oh! Oh! Do funny faces. (makes a face) Blargle blargle.

The taffy kept laughing a bit.

Mr. Grumpy: (annoyed) I am not doing that.

Mr. Tickle: How about a tickle?

Mr. Grumpy: (glares) How much do you enjoy living?

Felix: (realizes) Here, hit me again.

She nodded, slapping him lightly. However, the taffy vines retreated, all looking disappointed.

Taffy: Awww!

Mr. Tickle: You didn't try hard enough.

Felix: That’s not funny enough. Harder.

She looked worried, hesitating a bit.

Calhourn: Look, you’re a nice guy, I can’t-

Felix: (unusually forceful) No, ma’am! The arcade is depending on us. Now do your duty, that’s an order!

She looked worried before Bullwinkle frowned.

Bullwinkle: You will do so now. Unless of course, you're a coward who can't save a love one.

In anger, she pelted the moose, making the taffy laugh hysterically while Bullwinkle had a black eye.

Bullwinkle: Ow. Someone hit me on the slab.

Felix: (notices) It’s working, hit us again!

Calhourn: Ooh, your eye.

Felix: (shows his hammer) I can fix it.

Bullwinkle was hit, causing him to be restored.

Bullwinkle: Wow, you're like a healer or something from an RPG of Japan.

Felix: I can fix myself.

Helen: That makes sense.

Felix: Now go-

Felix was hit, making his nose swell.

Felix: OW! (muffles) Sam Frantastic.

He quickly healed himself.

Felix: (looks up) Again.

He was hit once more with his teeth knocked out.

Felix: OW! YOU mean business.

He healed himself with teeth restored before being pelted with the others focused on the taffy coming closer.

Felix: OW! Yikes on the bikes.

Mr. Grumpy: (dryly) "Yikes on the bikes"?

Buster: They're coming closer.

Babs: Get ready, gang.

He was slapped and hit while continuing to heal himself.

Felix: WOw! (heals/looks up) We're-(gets pelted) killing-(gets punched) them! (gets hit) Comedy gold!

After healing once more, Mr. Tickle grunted, trying to reach the vine near him.

Mr. Tickle: I can't reach!

Mr. Grumpy: Great, the one time I DO need your arms, and your arms are too stuck to get close to the vines.

Felix: Don't worry, WE are.

Felix grabbed the vine along with Calhourn. She realized, grabbing Mr. Tickle which had his arm out.

Megaman: (realizes) Wait, what about-

Mr. Tickle: Yay! I can reach again!

He reached his long arms with the gang grabbing the arms while they were pulled upward. The blond woman looked surprised, then looked carefully at the heroic Felix. Felix looked back with a smile on his face while Calhourn looked dazed. Afterward, they were placed on the single striped branches with whimsical singing heard. Felix and Calhourn smiled before the others realized.

Mr. Fussy: Uh where is that music coming from?

Mr. Messy: (pointing) Oh those Laffy Taffy humming.

They glanced, looking behind Felix as they saw the taffy humming. The group noticed the taffy around themselves with a few shaping themselves to a heart near Calhourn and Felix.

Mr. Scatterbrain: He-he-he. I love this song.

Mr. Grumpy: (bitterly) Well "I" don't. (to Calhourn) Do you mind?

She nodded, groaning and taking out her gun, shooting up with the vines all yelping and removing themselves.

Mr. Grumpy: (exasperated) Thank you!

Mr. Tickle: I thought I liked it...but not as much as a (nears Mr. Grumpy) tickle.

Mr. Grumpy: Don't make me knock you back into the quicksand.

Calhourn: (frowns) Alright, enough with the goo-goo eyes. We've got work to do. Let's go.

They began departing with Mr. Fussy speaking cautiously.

Mr. Fussy: Right, and don't step on any double stripes next time. Could be fatal to the rest of us.

Rush barked a bit before they landed safely on the ground from the tree. The woman looked at the radar, hearing the buzzing noise before groaning.

Calhourn: Argh, we lost the cy-bug. (motioning) Come on, we’ll get a better view from the air. (to Felix) Think you can fix that shuttle?

He smugly took out his gold hammer with a grin.

Felix: (nods) Can do.

With that, the group began departing.

Plucky: And let's not get into that wild goosechase again.

Hampton: Yeah, even if there ISN'T a candy goose around here.

Fifi & Shirley: (rolls eyes) Boys!

Miss Calamity: In any case, I just hope it doesn't fuse with Sugar Rush.

Meanwhile, down below the ground, a familiar bug began nearing a piece of candy tree, looking at it before eating a piece. It screeched, starting to transform its color to that of the tree before departing. Back with Nack's group, at a bakery shaped similar to a gigantic cake with candle chimneys marked "Kart Bakery", the familiar figures snuck near the security area, hiding from a sleeping man named Beard Papa.

Vanellope: Shhh.

Quietly and cautiously, the ones sneaking below him prepared to move forward with Ralph looking at the guard. After a few moments, they snuck below the candy cane boarder with Ralph bumping it slightly. Inside the area marked "No Glitches" with an exaggerated picture of Vanellope with an X on herself, the group looked around a bit.

Cato: Dang, that was a close one.

Rouge: Yeah, too close.

Vanellope: (eagerly) Alright, do your thing, knuckles. Bust it open.

Sarah: The echidna is named Knuckles.

Bela: Just do it.

Ralph: (glances) What’s this? (points to the sign) You are a full on criminal, aren’t you?

Vanellope: Hey, we shook on it.

Ralph sighed a bit.

Nack: Hey, so is Psycho and me sometimes but we can still help.

Billy: What about Johnny and Giddy?

Grim: Don't put that in their heads.

Mr. Bump: Junior's a criminal too back where we live.

Bowser Jr.: Hey, I doubt my minor crimes count. The only thing I was jailed for twice was trying to break into Moe's and holding Dark Helmet hostage.

After a moment, Ralph busted the door down, destroying it.

Vanellope: (smirks) Thank you, Jeeves.

She dashed inside.

Cato: (smiles) Well at least we're in. That's the good part.

Bowser Jr.: Hey, anything for fellow criminals like yourselves.

The group walked into the factory, then entered a dark room of a sort.

Ralph: (looks around) What is this place? Where are the karts?

Blaze: And how come I don't see the props of each avatar used daily?

Vanellope hopped on the start button with the area lighting up, showing the areas marked "Select Your Kart" with different variety of carts.

Vanellope: We gotta make one.

Ralph: (shocked) What? No, no no. Look, kid, bad idea, trust me. I don’t make things, I break things.

Psycho: Neither do I, but you don't see ME complaining!

Br'er Fox: An' 'de only makin' I's do is makin' me traps fo' catching 'dat damn Br'er Rabbit. Do I LOOK like I's an inventor?

Swiper: He's got a point though. We're not Tails or Inez. Heck, we're not even Tron's adopted mother, Nora Wakeman.

Tron: And I can only make one Servebot and that chip I found earlier finally made me my perfect one. (ponders) Wonder if I can make more.

Roll: (sighs) Hoo boy.

Vanellope: Well looks like you’re gonna be stepping outside your comfort zone then, Gladys.

Foulfellow: Who the heck is she? A robot with a deadpan snarker attitude who hates a portal gun wielding woman who's only thing is the lack of giving up?

Vanellope: (annoyed) I said "Gladys", NOT "GLaDOS", ya dumb fox.

Br'er Fox: He-he-he-he. She's got ya 'dere.

Nack: You want your boyfriend to help you? (points to Cato) He seems eager to help.

Cato: (blushing) What? Uh n-now, guys. She and I uh, we're just friends.

Psycho: (dryly) Suuure.

Some: (quietly) Denial.

Vanellope: Ah, we'll each pick our own custom ones. It IS a 4 player game after all.

Psycho: And with the Marvelous Queen being upgraded AND Junior's car being currently underused while we're stuck at home, we can't do crap!

Kazooie: That's never stopped us in Nuts & Bolts before.

Banjo: You could ALWAYS call Benny of the game world with the whistle. (realizes) Oh yeah. Psycho used it to enter himself and Nack in the game.

Bowser Jr.: Look, we'll share a car if this is the case. Not like anything stupid is gonna happen.

Cato looked at one particular shape.

Cato: Huh, perfect for me.

Bela gasped, noticing a different shaped one as she went to it.

Bela: Oh my gosh! This is the one I want.

Then, Vanellope came to a third one shaped like a red car.

Vanellope: Ooh, this is a good one.

Mr. Bump: (pointing) Hey, I found the one Junior and I want.

The four players pressed their selected shapes before the curtains lifted, showing similar factories.

Voice: Welcome to the BAKERY. Let’s bake a kart.

They rushed inside, noticing the lights turned on.

Ralph: (shocked) What is this, another game?

Bela: Yeah, well, it’s a mini game.

Mina: (grins) Coolie.

Cato: Prepare yourselves, this mini-game's a toughie!

Voice: You have one minute to win it.

Some: (shocked) What?

At that moment, they heard the buzzer sound.

Vanellope: (dashing) Come on, Ralph!

Voice: GO!

As the drivers got on their positions, they held the wheels.

Voice: MIXING!

As the voice spoke next, items fell with them tilting one way and another.

Voice: Put the ingredients in the bowl and throw away the trash.

Ralph: Hair brush, no. Underpants. No, no!

Batula: Idiots! (frustrated) You’re getting it all wrong, kids!

Vanellope: (struggles) I’m trying!

Bowser Jr.: Shut up, we're trying, stupid!

Nack: Ugh, someone better help them!

Ralph groaned as he dashed up to the controls, getting on the mechanism.

Ralph: Urgh. Let me up there! I’ll do it.

He punched the right ingredients in the bowl and the other stuff everywhere else.

Ralph: No, yes. Agh, gross. Milk. Yes, yes, yes!

As the duo looked, Ralph was hit by the flour, knocking him to the three as they collided in the bowl.

Voice: BATTER UP!

The three noticed the blenders, yelping as they were mixed with the ingredients. Then, the batter was placed in the pan while Ralph, Nack, and Psycho were tossed down.

Cato: Hey come on!

Bela: Hurry!

Vanellope: No sleeping on the job!

As the trio recovered with Ralph, messy, looking dizzy, they dashed to the pump as the voice shouted.

Voice: BAKING!

They hopped to the pump as the voice spoke.

Voice: Pump up the heat and hold the perfect temperature.

She hopped on hers, though it wasn't going up.

Vanellope: Freelancers, a little help here?

Ralph: I'm on it.

He slammed it, though the temperature dropped.

Some: (shocked) Ralph!

Ralph: Yeah, no problem, just give me this thing here.

He snatched the hose, then blew hard with the temp rising a bit.

Vanellope: Okay, good! A little more. That’s it! Hold it! Hold it! Hold it!

His cheeks began bulging and turning red before turning purple and blue.

Bowser Jr.: He's gonna lose it!

It dinged a bit.

Some: YES!!

It went to the other side with the exhausted Ralph dropping the hose.

Vanellope: Come on, get up, Ralph! 15 seconds!

Nack: This is getting more insane than the last Mario Party game!

Voice: DECORATING!!

They arrived to the decorating part with decorations.

Bela: Wheels first.

Rouge: How many?

Vanellope: 4. Doy!

Freelancers & Roll: Got it.

The spatula was hit 4 times each with the wheels popping out of the bin.

Vanellope: Now frosting. A buttload of frosting!

Billy: Yummy!

Ralph: (grins) No problem.

They hit the spatula, though when Ralph hit, it hit the frosting hard, knocking it down. Then, the ingredients poured down and gobbled down on the cars.

Some: Uh oh.

Grim: (groans) I blame you on this.

Nack: You blame everyone!

Psycho: Quick, the last part!

Quickly, they departed from teh area as all the ingredients were knocked over just as the buzzer sound was heard. The car logos glowed a bit.

Voice: Times up. Congratulations. You did it, and here's your carts.

When the garage doors opened, out came tons of decoration and frosting. To everyone's notice, they saw the carts very messy.

Sarah: (worried) Uh oh.

Ralph: (face palms) Aye yi yi.

The children, however, walked toward the cars cautiously.

Ralph: Look, kids...(sighs) I tried to warn you, I can’t make things, I just break-

Tron: (shocked) I don't believe it.

Roll: Me either...

Cato: This...

Bela: It is...

Then, the kids started grinning as the five jumped for joy.

Five: (quietly) I love it!

Ralph: (surprised) You do?

Vanellope: I love it.

Five: (Chibi smiles) YATTA!!

Vanellope: (hopping) I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!!

Ralph started smiling a bit.

Cato: Sure, not what I imagined, but it's great!

Bela: It's so adorable...and lovely too.

Roll: I can't believe we ALL made these together.

Tron: You should see Miss Chatterbox decorating.

Bowser Jr.: (annoyed) And when she says that, I say don't.

Vanellope: (pointing) Look, it’s got a real engine, and look at these wheels. (kisses wheels) I love it! I finally have a real kart!

Bela: Oh gosh...I can't believe we'll be racing in these.

Mr. Bump: And WE helped.

The kids rushed up to the pastry bags, snatching a few.

Vanellope: Come on. A work of art like this must be signed.

Roll: (giggles) Megaman would never believe what we just did. He-he-he.

Servebot: (smiles) I'm just glad we're making everyone happy. That's the most important part.

Mr. Nervous: Oooh, I hope we don't get caught.

Roll: Relax, no one knows that we're here. What could go wrong?

Outside, Beard Papa snorted as he spoke in his sleep.

Beard Papa: Cream puffs.

Just then, he awoke and grunted, looking around.

Beard Papa: Hmm?

He looked around before sniffing. He looked outside, noticing smoke in the factory, realizing in shock before quickly turning to the security camera. To his horror, he saw Vanellope on the screen, snatching the radio.

Beard Papa: (panics) This is Beard Papa. The glitch is in the bakery! Get me King Candy.

Back inside, the last of the decoration was signed while Ralph finished his signature on Vanellope's cart.

Batula: Ralph, you see? You're not a complete disaster after all. I mean...at least you helped in making a child happy.

Ralph: (nods) Yeah.

Vanellope then noticed something with a smirk.

Vanellope: Whoa. You have teeth? I don't think I've ever seen you smile before.

Ralph: I’m not smiling. I was...I’m gassy, okay?

She chuckled a bit while he smirked.

Tron: This is MUCH better than that evil Sonic in that Bad Fur Day universe.

Mr. Nervous: I'm just glad I don't have to see it OR the EXE zombies again.

Miss Scary: You won't, but at least with these photos on my phone, "I" can.

She showed the photo of the EXE zombies with Sonic.exe leading them.

Ralph: Gah! What happened to Sonic and his crew?

Vanellope: And what the heck is that?

Blaze: (sadly) The less you know about it, the better.

Nack: Trust me, it is not a game and you are better off not ever seeing them.

Psycho: It's a good thing I thought of getting them to the center of Station Square's Speed Highway so they can be destroyed.

Batula: Unfortunately...and besides, it's for ze best...right?

Psycho: (scoffs) What's LOG or some schmuck controlling time gonna do? Bring back all the worlds and have us each stuck in part of the areas Sonic's experienced while unwittingly bringing back things that no one should ever know about?

Nack: (pauses) Don't be an idiot.

Psycho: Can't help it. It's in my program.

Blaze: And even then, the emeralds are now destroyed.

Batula: Emeralds?

He realized, taking out the BFD world chaos emeralds from his robe.

Batula: I still have zem right here, see?

Mr. Bump: (nods) Yeah, we gave them to Batula for safe keeping when he awoke first.

Cato: (notices) But there's only 7.

Bela: Where's the 8th Chaos Emerald?

Nack: That was an error on Sega's part, plus one of them was fake.

Bowser Jr.: Agh, it's like listening to nerd cons. What else can go wrong?

Just then, the garage door opened behind as a familiar figure with candy guards arrived.

King Candy: (pointing) Hold it right there, glitches and users!

Foulfellow: Crap, it's the insane fake Scatterbrain!

Mr. Bump: He's worse than that ugly Turbo!

Roll: (sweatdrop) I think I just jinx it.

Bowser Jr.: Me too.

He gasped, noticing Ralph with them.

King Candy: And Wreck-it Ralph?!

Some: Uh-oh.

Bowser Jr.: Uh...

He shoved Mr. Bump to King Candy.

Bowser Jr.: His idea and his fault.

At that moment, King Candy looked at Mr. Bump's face, glaring with hatred.

King Candy: YOU!! The blue one who ruined me back then.

Mr. Bump: (shoves King Candy) AGH! The evil fake Scatterbrain! Yuck! Worse than ugly Turbo!

King Candy winced as he said that.

Nack: Wait, ruined you back then? How can he? He only saw you at the race announcement!

Psycho: Yeah, what are ya? Stupid?

Quickly, the icing was splashed on the king with officers, forcing them to the ground and releasing Mr. Bump.

Mr. Nervous: WE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!!

Ralph: Start the kart! Start the kart!

However, when she was placed in, Vanellope looked at the controls with worry.

Vanellope: I...

Cato: Come on!!

Cato started his as the gang quickly got on the carts.

Roll: (worried) What are you waiting for?!

Foulfellow: C’mon, let’s go!!

Vanellope: I...uh. I don’t know how to drive a real kart.

Some: (shocked) You don’t what?!

Bela: To be honest: neither do I.

Mr. Bump: (gasps) You lied when you said you were drivers. Naughty coals from Santa, you two. (gets slapped) Hey!

Cato: They may not learn how to cart, but I do.

Bowser Jr.: (shoves Vanellope) Move it, Mabel sound-alike! I'm driving.

Psycho: (whining) But I wanna drive.

Nack: Shut up and let's move before Fake Scatterbrain and the donut patrol get back up!

The king began getting up.

Duncan: Are you hurt, Sire?

King Candy: No, he just glazed me! (pointing) Get them!

Quickly, the carts were pushed as the carts took off.

Ralph: (shouts) Gang way!

Some of them yelped, crashing through the glass before pushing through the area, breaking the candy cane barrier as Beard Papa ducked down. When he peeked, he yelped, ducking back down as King Candy with his crew chased after them.

King Candy: Stop in the name of the king! That's me!

The truck called "CLAW" followed as well. As the good guys continued going through the area, Vanellope looked worried.

Vanellope: Get off the road!

The big hulk man dug his hand to the ground, making a tight turn with the others following. As the foes followed, the CLAW truck crashed.

Cato: (pointing) Head for Diet Cola Mountain!

They zoomed through the area.

Vanellope: (panics) Drive into the wall!

Ralph: (shocked) What?!

Bela: (pointing) Right there, between the two sugarfree lollipops!

Batula: (panics) Are you crazy?!

Vanellope: Just do it!

They rushed toward the mountain as they screamed. Just then, the area glitched a bit, making a brief gate area. Inside the mountain, the group screamed before they collided with some areas of the mountain, crashing and making Ralph, Junior, Miss Scary, and Psycho flop out of the carts and on the rocks.

Roll: Yeeeah. This is why Dr. Light doesn't use cars without seatbelts anymore.

Psycho: Awww, those things cost lives than saving them!

All while outside the mountain, the king stopped with his troops. When they did, the king lifted his goggles, looking concerned.

King Candy: (snaps) Where’d they go? They should've just turned.

He then looked back at his officers.

King Candy: Find those glitches AND the users. Destroy the karts...and everything they carry as well, INCLUDING how they got here in the first place. None of them, ESPECIALLY she can’t be allowed to race.

He then showed the drawing, which was crudely drawn, of Mr. Bump.

King Candy: As for this idiot...bring him to me, because HE is wanted by me. I will deal with HIM personally.

The upset king groaned as eh departed with the officers departing to the other direction. Back inside, the group got out of the cart as the flopped ones recovered from their injury.

Ralph: (frowns) Let me get this straight; you don’t know how to drive.

Vanellope: Well no, not technically. But I just thought-

Ralph: (gets up) What did you think?! (mockingly) Oh, I’ll just magically win the race just because I really want to!

Vanellope: (frowns) Look wise guy, I know I’m a racer. I can feel it in my code.

Bela: And to be honest, Cato was SUPPOSE to be our driving instructor since he told us that he STOLE a real cart and drove it once.

Cato: (sweatdrops) Uh well...uh yes..."stole", right.

He began groaning and starting to almost tear up as he spoke.

Ralph: (frustrated) AGH! That’s it, I’m never getting my medal back.

Batula: (worried) And it's official: She WILL let me die!

Vanellope: (frowns) What is the big whoops about that crummy medal AND that dumb medallion anyway?

Bowser Jr.: I was gonna ask the same question when I first met Bat Squirrel. It's retarded when Nack found it.

Nack: Hey, listen, girl, that medallion is the only thing keeping Bat Squirrel from dying...as well as keeping him from whining!

Batula: (frowns) I do not vhine like zat.

Psycho: Are you sure?

He angrily slapped Psycho in the air.

Psycho: WHEE!!

Mr. Bump: (looks behind) Whisperingly, Schnitzel took my winning champion Golbowl and demanded it back when he was done. (pauses) Boy is he gonna be sour when he learns what happened to it.

Bowser Jr.: Don't care. I should've won that Golbowl in that weight lifting contest.

Sarah: By cheating you mean!

The girl pushed the cart out of the rock.

Ralph: The big whoop? Well this may come as a shock to you, but in my game, I’m the bad guy, and I live in the garbage.

Vanellope: Cool.

Billy: (grins) Hey, just like Mr. Messy.

Ralph: (frowns) No, not cool. Unhygienic. And lonely. And boring. But that “crummy medal” was gonna change all that. I go home with that baby around my neck, and I’ll get a penthouse. Pies. Ice sculptures. Fireworks...

The others looked concerned with Vanellope's group looking awkward as she glitched.

Ralph: (frowns)...Ah, it’s grown up stuff. You wouldn’t understand.

Vanellope: No, I get it. That’s exactly what racing would do for me.

Ralph: Well, guess what?

Vanellope: What?

Ralph: News flash! Neither one of us is getting what we want.

Nack: Yeah, worst yet, some jerk that is a bad guy-cist stole the device that brought us here and won't give it back unless Ralph gets his medal.

Psycho: In other words, we're trapped in Video Game Land!

He angrily stomped while a boom sound was heard with a small glow.

Mr. Nervous: GAH!

Courage: OOOOH!!

Shirly: (stunned) What was that?

They peeked at the other area, gasping as they saw a bubbling pool of a sort. On the top were what seemed to be Mentos of a sort.

Foulfellow: (whistles) Damn, that's a lot of Mentos.

Gideon nodded a bit before pointing to the sign nearby.

Banjo: Hmm? What's it say there?

Ralph: (reading) “Diet cola hot springs. Watch out for falling Mentos?”

Vanellope: Yeah, check it out. Look!

She tossed a rock at the stalactite, hitting it with a piece of Mentos falling into the pool. Then, an explosion was seen.

Cowards: YIPES!!

Miss Scary: Whoa, totally terrifying here. (grins) I like it.

Psycho: Mentos! The Fresh Maker! Now what's the song lyrics to that song?

A piece of cola hit Ralph's leg as he yelped, hopping a bit.

Vanellope: Oh, you gotta watch out for the splash. That stuff’s broiling hot.

Roll: (shocked) Like lava?!

Grim: Yep, pretty much.

Ralph: Yeah, I got that, thank you. (clears his throat) What is this dump?

Vanellope: I think it’s some sort of unfinished bonus level.

Bela: Yeah, it’s pretty cool, huh?

Cato: (grins) The girls and I found that secret opening, and now we live here.

Vanellope: (pointing)  See, look, look look!

She pointed to crudely made beds with candy wrappers.

Vanellope: Welcome to our home! We sleep in these candy wrappers. I bundle myself up like a little homeless lady...

She grabbed a cloth, hugging herself in it as they looked concerned.

Roll: (pauses) Wow...

Tron: It's just like when my sibs and I were orphaned...

Batula: And vhen I was alone...

Ralph realized as he looked concerned.

Ralph: By yourselves, with all this garbage around you?

Vanellope: (nods) Well, yeah. I mean everyone here says I’m just a mistake, and that I wasn’t even supposed to exist. What do you expect?

Cato: (sighs) Yeah, and the truth is...they hated us ever since the game characters first awoke. I mean when we all just got up, bam. They instantly hate us.

Bela: Yes...and for no reason at all.

Ralph: (sighs) Listen, kids...I know it’s none of our business, but why do you even stick around this game?

Roll: Yeah, why can't you just leave and live with us? I mean you guys are always welcomed to Dr. Light's home. My family's really kind and respect even the glitchiest person.

Vanellope: You really don’t know anything, do you? Glitches can’t leave their games. (lies down/sarcastically) It’s one of the joys of being me.

The users, Roll, and Ralph looked concerned before they looked at one another, nodding. Then, Ralph slammed his fists to the ground, creating a road of a some sort.

Cato: (frowns) Hey, what are you doing?

Bela: Stop it! You're gonna get us killed! Come on!

Vanellope: I know it’s a dump, but it’s all I got!

Ralph: (still pounding) If you’re going to be a racer, you have to learn how to drive, and you can’t do that without a track.

They looked at the beginner's track, shocking everyone.

Most: WHOA!

Mr. Bump: Wow, how'd he do that so fast?

The carts were placed down as Ralph grinned.

Ralph: Alright now, let’s hustle up. We got some driving to do.

Vanellope: (grins) I’m gonna learn to drive! I’m gonna learn to drive! I’m gonna-(realizes) Wait. Do you know how to drive?

Bowser Jr.: Well duh!

Nack: Of course I do. I got a license, don't I?

Psycho: You mean the expired license from Patty and Selma again?

Nack: (sternly) Shut iiiit.

Mr. Bump: So can I! I played you in this game, didn't I?

Vanellope: Say what?

Mr. Bump: Nothing.

Ralph: Yeah! I mean, I haven’t done it, but look, I flew a spaceship today, okay?

Some: (annoyed) You crashed it.

Ralph: Just get in. How hard can it be? Okay, uh...start it up.

The engines were started up with the racers inside after a moment of looking.

Batula: (grins) Uh perfect.

Ralph: There you go. Okay, now. So there are some buttons on the floor.

Vanellope: Pedals.

Rouge: Pedals, right.

Sarah: Keep going.

Ralph: (looks inside) Okay, uh...(pointing) that's the go pedal. That, I believe is the stopper. (pushing) And this...wait. What is this? (lifts it) That doesn't do anything.

Bowser Jr.: That's the clutch, Ralph.

Vanellope: (pointing) Oooh. What does this joystick do?

She shifted the gear with the kart jumping forward, dragging Ralph as he yelped, landing flat on his face.

Vanellope: AGH!

It stopped quickly.

Ralph: (gets up) Okay. Good. Let’s try that again.

(End of Act 7)