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[gonnawreckit]

[Wreck-It Ralph gets up to another daily routine he's settled into, living on the first floor of Community House 7. He makes sure the kid's awake and okay, then he heads over to the community kitchen to down an entire gallon of milk. And eventually, he manages to split off from Vanellope long enough to find somewhere quiet to address the journals.

He'd been avoiding using the journals too much since he arrived. After all, anyone could recognize him as the bad guy or have sore feelings from the wreckage he caused when he first arrived here in Luceti. But he'd have to face them sooner or later, with that whole Christmas thing coming up. First, there was that Secret Santa thing to worry about. He was assigned someone named "Harry Dresden". And he had no idea who that was. And secondly? There was something he needed to do for the kid for Christmas, too. He'd need all the help he could with that one.

But first? He'd have to face the music. And that meant showing his face on the journals.]

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Uh, hey... everybody. All you... Luceti guys. A lot of you may recognize me from that, uh, wrecking I did a few weeks back. Or you might recognize me from that video game, Fix-It Felix Junior. [A small frown; he hasn't met anyone familiar with the game yet here.] Either way, I wanna apologize for, y'know... getting off on the wrong foot with you all. I was in kind of a dark place, and really confused... but long story short, I'm feeling a lot better now! Things are going really good. You don't have to worry about me wrecking things and being "the bad guy" anymore. [He says that complete with finger quotes.] Unless you need one, in which case I guess I could try fitting it into my schedule? My name's Ralph by the way. Wreck-It Ralph. [A pause. He tries waving with one of his giant hands, but his brow furrows with confusion.] Do any of you know my game?

[Filtered from Vanellope van Schweetz and Harry Dresden]

I got two unrelated questions for you guys. Now, this doesn't have anything to do with Christmas or anything. But... first of all, is there anyone here who's an expect at this Battle Dome stuff? I need someone who can help me put together a really, super specific simulation for - uh, for a thing. If you know a lot about go-karts, that's a plus.

Oh! And my second question. Who the heck's Harry Dresden?

Comments

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[breezing]

"Fun", you mean!

No, I'm just being POLITE.

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[gonnawreckit]

Hm... Let me think... Nope, nope. Pretty sure I'm good with "annoying".

Fine by me! But you're never gonna get what you want by being polite, kid.

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[breezing]

Annoying's better than rude!!

Yeah, I will! My grandparents say so.

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[gonnawreckit]

It is?

That doesn't make it true, sister.

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[breezing]

It is!

And yes it does! They wouldn't lie to me ever!

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[gonnawreckit]

So you'll settle for annoying, huh?

Yeah, keep thinking that, kid.

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[breezing]

Yep!

And it's TRUE. They love me and they tell me things that are hard to hear sometimes even because that's what family DOES.

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[gonnawreckit]

Fine then, see how many people you get to your little artsy fartsy club that way.

That's - that's good for you. [Something about that kid's sincerity just stings.]

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[breezing]

I've got loooooooooots of people into it! Go to a meeting and SEE.

It is!! [ Look, she's very, very family-oriented, Ralph. It's something you have to understand. ] And I don't lie to people, either.

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[gonnawreckit]

How about no?

You could always be lying about not lying.

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[breezing]

ONE meeting won't KILL you!!!

That would be stupid, though. Why would I bother to do that???

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[gonnawreckit]

It could irritate me to no end, which you could say is worse.

I don't know. Why do most brats bother to do any of the things they do?!

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[breezing]

COULD doesn't mean WILL ABSOLUTELY! You have to give things a try before saying they're IMPOSSIBLE or HORRIBLE. Otherwise you're just being a KID, and I'm SEVEN.

Woooooooow, you're a grump, mister.

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[gonnawreckit]

So that makes you the expert?

I'm not a grump!

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[breezing]

Hahaha, maybe!

And you are sooooooo! Has anyone ever told you that you should smile more?

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[gonnawreckit]

Of course.

Not really. It's not exactly people's priority. [Sure, Vanellope once mentioned she hadn't seen his teeth before when he smiled. But that's a minor thing.]

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[breezing]

Well you should! My mommy says that if you frown too much your face'll stick like that!

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[gonnawreckit]

And what if I like it like this?

[And he exaggerates the frown.]

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[breezing]

Well, then you're just PROVING that you're a grump, right? LOGIC.

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[gonnawreckit]

Well I've had enough of your logic.

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[breezing]

But you're still talkin' to me!

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[gonnawreckit]

I must be a glutton for punishment.

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[breezing]

Does it taste like strawberries?

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[gonnawreckit]

More like asparagus.

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[breezing]

I like asparagus!!