"It's my fault Vanellope got dragged into this."
Ralph was wracked with guilt. "Let's do what you said. I'll charge in through the front, and you go rescue them. I'm furious right now. I really want to break something."
"Show them what the King of Destruction can do."
Andrew smiled, and Ralph nodded firmly. Then, remembering something, he took the medal off his neck and hurled it far away.
He had already made too many mistakes for that stupid medal. He couldn't keep going like this.
So what if he had to be the bad guy? He had been one for thirty years anyway. He was used to it.
Seeing this, Andrew smiled. "Ralph, playing a bad guy for a living doesn't mean you actually have to be one. Once we rescue Ash, you can have an honest talk with him. He'll accept you."
Not only would Ash accept him, but the other residents would too, because they were afraid Ralph might disappear again.
Of course, that reasoning was somewhat self-serving, but the world was self-serving to begin with. Even the Arcade World was no exception.
"Can I really do that?"
Ralph's eyes lit up. Given a choice, he certainly didn't want to keep living in a garbage dump.
"Of course. Nothing is impossible if you put your mind to it."
Andrew casually fed Ralph a dose of inspiration. Soon, the three of them arrived near the Royal Palace.
Andrew and Qbert hid while Ralph charged toward the palace gates in a fury.
"Oreo, Oreo..."
Seeing him, the Oreo guards holding spears immediately chanted their slogan and pointed their weapons at Ralph. He grabbed the spears and flung all the guards away.
Then Ralph smashed the wafer gates open with a punch and roared, "Sugar King, get out here!"
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