Wreck it Ralph: Wave"Ralph, we gotta go!"More Like This
Felix's words broke through his banter with the new president, waking up the alarm in his head telling him that the arcade would soon be open. He'd have to go. She gave him a smile, telling him that it was okay; she knew he'd be there for him no matter what now, and with a smile of his own he translated the same. The space door shut, Ralph cramped in the back, but he didn't care. He just looked out the candy coated window, small threads of pink glued onto its transparent surface, and waved goodbye to Vanellope.
She waved back.
Their first goodbye was one of many. But all of their goodbyes were silent. Teeth flashing, heels clicking, and always a wave.
Returning to the arcade was a bit of a shellshock. On one hand, he missed all the adventures he'd had, all the excitement, the movement and the everlasting buzz of adrenaline in his mind. On the other hand, he was finally accepted.
He'd have credited himself; he had been the one to jump after all. But he didn't, coul
Must Be SadVanellope had been told over and over again the exact same statement:More Like This
You must be sad.
It was a funny thing, how others looked at a situation and immediately guessed what emotions ran through your head. And the worst part was, they always thought they were right. Like now, for instance. She had been approached by so many characters, some familiar and others not, and all of them said the same thing more or less;
You must be sad.
And so she listened to all of them and she waited for that feeling, sadness, to come. But it didn't. It seemed to refuse to come, refused to enter her system and fill her coding. No matter how many times they said it to her -you must be sad- she simply wasn't.
She'd gone to the funeral. But halfway through she'd left. Walked calmly out of the doors, despite the looks, and just… left, tugging the hood of her sweatshirt up as she did. He'd always teased her about that dress, so she hadn't worn it
People said she'd left because she was too emotional, that she could
Wrecking Team FortressSo how does this game-jumping business work? Ralph had it hard enough getting in and out of his own game - after that kerfuffle getting out of Pac-Man, he didn't know if he wanted to risk getting into a game he really had no business in. Besides, wouldn't he stick out like a missingno? Turbo obviously didn't fit in with Roadblaster, so what chance did the cartoony hillbilly Ralph have sneaking into some futuristic shooter? And what other games gave out medals?More Like This
Ralph's thoughts were interrupted by a very loud conversation between two loudmouthed Bostonians.
"Hey hey, didja hear the news? Big patch came out last week - backpack's double-size now!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Now I got somewheres to throw all my hats 'n' bats!"
"Not to mention dat stupid name-tag you keep wearing. Nobody's gonna bow down to you just 'cause you started playing a few years back."
"Step off, ya crap! It ain't no Gentle Manne's Service Medal but I'll take what I can get!"
"Just keep tellin' yerself that, chucklenuts.