Vanillatastic

The last thing that Turbo remembered in his waking life was pain, burning, searing, pain. Death and pain were not foreign to him, as he had been in many crashes throughout his career. Most were quick, however, and the pain was gone as suddenly as it had come. He saw the other car coming, felt it slam into his, felt the pain of metal searing through his body, and then nothing. This was different, it was lingering. He had opened his mouth to take a breath but found his lungs to be filled with boiling soda, frying them instantly. He could feel the hot liquid pouring into every pixel in his body, searing them apart. He was being erased, bit by bi

Beer bottle in hand, ice cold, the man wiped sweat forming on his brow. The garage, shop door, was all the way open which let in a comforting breeze. He cleaned off more of the grease on his tanned fingers onto his work shirt giving a less than satisfied sigh to commemorate his handiwork. “Only a half hour more,” he breathed. Thomas stood up gingerly and stretched to the blue, cloudless sky and overheard the grinding and cracking of bones. Another groan and a small grin showed. “Better.” Karts suddenly whizzed by the driveway and a gaggle of excited children and tweens ran far behind— “Go! Go!” &

Chapter 1: Sneak Attack and Strange Clues (Vanellope's pov) It had been two whole months since I discovered that Turbo had survived the beacon we created 15 years ago. I still can't believe that he actually had fallen for me over that past time and I fell for him but hey, who am I to judge? I've had to keep our relationship a secret from Ralph, Felix, Calhoun, the other racers and pretty much everyone in the arcade for that matter. I didn't want to tell them because knowing Stinkbrain he'll probably try to smash Turbo into a million pieces but I wouldn't let him do that, Calhoun would definitely try to blast him and Felix…I really do

---------- This usually didn’t happen. The king poked his head through the carefully opened door before letting himself in. He saw a silhouette of the girl shaking, trembling.   Her arms acted on her as if in self-embrace, self-assurance that everything was going to be okay. Just a nightmare. It would never happen. Admittedly, this notorious racer did check up on her sleeping soundly as many nights as he could.   It was the only chance he had to express affection without being suspected of anything or being ridiculed and criticized for it. The affection being the simple ruffle of her candy-coated hair and perhaps a light caress on t

A Wreck it Ralph fanfiction. SUMMARY: Things are going great for Vanellope! She has good friends, a surrogate family, and the title of Greatest Racer Ever! So when an old enemy shows up out of nowhere, can she keep the calm by keeping him hidden? How hard can it be to hide someone who loves the spotlight? This is a Vanellope/Turbo story. Don't judge. Ch 1 - We've all got problems! Vanellope Von Schweetz! If you asked anyone in all of Sugar Rush to describe the girl who was deemed with such a name, they would tell you with a sneer on their face, that Vanellope Von Schweetz was just a glitch! And a mistake! And an annoying, intrusive, messy-