Who Framed Wreck-It Ralph Part 9

Who Framed Wreck-It Ralph Part 9

Written by Eugene “The Good” Wario

Well this sucks. Thomas is pointing his Goo gun at Ralph, Ty and Ryan are pointing pistols behind my back, and the other patrons are averting their eyes.

“Well Ralph and Martin, it looks like that your numbers are up! But first, I have to say a few words” Thomas then clears his throat and starts to speak. “Ladies and Gentlemen, Ralph here is a perfect example of the danger that a game villain can cause. In this case, Ralph’s anger management issues resulted in him killing the director of his game...”

By Din’s Fire! He’s going to MONOLOGUE!?!?...at least it will give me time to think about how to get out of this mess. Thankfully, an idea came to me after a few minutes of mind numbing dialogue.

“Hey GLaDOS!” I shouted “I hate to interrupt your ‘inspiring speech’, but I think that Ralph deserves a drink.”

“Okay,” Thomas answered after some thought. “I’m a little thirsty myself. I’ll have a root beer”

“We’ll have root beers too” said either Ty or Ryan.

“What will you have Ralph?” I asked.

Ralph shrugged, “I dunno, a root beer I guess”

I walked to the bar and asked for a beer for ‘myself’ and 4 root beers. I went up to Ralph and gave him his drink.

“If you have to vomit, do it by the door” I told Ralph.

I distributed the libations to Thomas, Ty, and Ryan and then we all drank. Ralph had his beverage in one full gulp. After that, he started buzzing.

“What the...Did you put something in his drink?”  Thomas angrily asked.

I looked at my drink “Uh-Oh... I think I accidentally gave Ralph my beer...”

Ralph started glitching around the room and Ty and Ryan ran after him. Thomas aimed his goo gun, but was hesitant due to not wanting to hit any innocent people (Not like he cared anyway). I started running to the exit and waited. Ralph eventually ended up at the trash can I told him to stop at and he threw up in it. I then grabbed Ralph by the collar and we both left the club and got in to Ty and Ryan’s van to prepare for some GTA.

“GET US THE HACK OUT OF HERE!” Ralph screamed.

I searched the car and there was no key.

“Let me out of here you stinkbrains!” A young female voice shouted. Ralph and I exited the car and Ralph ripped off the back door. Inside was Vanellope von Schweetz, the little girl I met earlier, and her vehicle. She backed out her car from the van and we all got in her car. Ty and Ryan left the club as soon as we drove away.

“Where are we going?” Vanellope shouted at me.

“Away from those two!” Ralph responded. He then picked up a car and used it as a shield from the bullets.

“With all this weight, why are we not going any slower!?” I yelled.

“I dunno,” said Ralph “Video Game logic?”

We sped down the street while Vanellope drove, Ralph held the car and I thought about the logic in this situation. Just then, a thought occurred to me.

“Ralph! Throw the car!” I yelled.

Ralph tossed the car and Ty and Ryan’s van. Their car stopped and we drove away. We then drove to the local arcade to lay low for a while. Vanellope happened to be a good friend of the owner, Mr. Litwak. We relaxed in Mr. Litwak’s office to calm down. Vanellope was drawing in some coloring books and Ralph and I were talking about our next move.

“Why would Thomas need Vanellope?”

“I do not know,” I answered “maybe she knows something about him that will make him look bad. I have a feeling that she may not know about it.”

We both turned to Vanellope and I sighed. I then got up and got myself a glass of water.

“Hey Martin,” Ralph started “why did you vow to never take up another characters’ case again?”

I sat back down. This was going to take a moment to get out.

“A number of years ago, after the defeat of Turbo, my brother and I were doing a case involving a game character who had been running rackets with racing games. Many had accused Meta Knight, but he came to me and my brother for protection.”

I sighed; the next part was the hardest. “I eventually got information from an unknown informant that would identify the character. Unfortunately, the criminal had my brother and held him for ransom. The price was the unopened file. I went to the mountain at Ice Climber to make the deal. The character killed my brother once I gave him the info. That is why I will not work for a character again, nor will I return to Game Central.”

Ralph sighed; it was all he could do. Video game tunes rang through the room as Mr. Litwak entered.

“Guys, Mr. Empura sold the rights of Fix-It Felix Jr.! I heard it on the radio!” Mr. Litwak exclaimed. “The only problem is that the vice president is not allowed to. Only the president can!”

“How do you know this, and who received the rights?” I asked

“The president owns this arcade and he told me about the company processes. He sold the rights to King Candy, one of the racers in Vanellope’s game.”

“Mr. Litwak,” I spoke “I need to borrow your car so we can get to the studio”

Mr. Litwak gave me his keys and Vanellope got up from here place and gave me a small pouch. Inside was a candy whistle. “Blow in it if you need a ride. I wanted to give it to you earlier but I was busy.” she said.

I smiled as Ralph and I left the arcade.

To be continued