The Story Takes Place During 'Ralph Breaks the Internet', After Vanellope Meets The Disney Princess In The Oh My Disney Scene.

'Vanellope von Schweetz was no stranger to mischief, but what she found in the "Oh My Disney" section of the internet was unlike anything she'd ever encountered. Having just met the Disney Princesses, she was still buzzing with excitement as she wandered the bustling virtual hub. Amid the chaos of trivia quizzes, cosplay meet-ups, and fanart galleries, her curiosity led her to an intriguing corner: a demo for a game based on the classic movie WALL-E.


"Oooh, shiny," she murmured, her eyes sparkling as she approached the holographic display. The demo was an immersive environment showcasing the Axiom spaceship, complete with robotic cleaners, towering trash piles, and sleek escape pods. Her pixelated heart raced with curiosity. She couldn’t resist exploring.


Vanellope skipped toward the row of shiny capsules. They glowed faintly, invitingly, and one of them had its hatch slightly ajar. "Well, don’t mind if I do!" she said, stepping inside. The interior was compact but fascinating, with glowing buttons and screens blinking with simulated life. She plopped herself onto one of the cushioned seats, her legs swinging in the air. "Whoa, this is comfier than the throne!"


Suddenly, with a mechanical whir, shoulder bars descended over her, locking her snugly into place. Vanellope’s eyes widened. She squirmed against the bars. "Hey, what gives? Lemme outta here!" The escape pod’s interface lit up, and a robotic voice announced, "Emergency launch sequence initiated."


"What? No, no, no! I didn’t sign up for this ride!" Vanellope yelled, pushing against the restraints with all her glitchy might. But before she could free herself, the pod’s engines roared to life, and with a burst of energy, it jettisoned from the virtual Axiom.


The pod hurtled through cyberspace, tumbling into other game demos like a rogue hyperlink gone haywire. First, it smashed into a Tron light-cycle arena, its glowing trails leaving streaks of neon blue across the pod’s surface. Next, it careened into a lush jungle environment, narrowly avoiding a stampede of digital animals from a Jungle Book game.


Inside the pod, Vanellope was bouncing in her seat, clutching tightly to her shoulder bars, her wild hair static with frustration. "I didn’t sign up for a rollercoaster! Somebody hit the brakes!"


The pod wasn’t listening. It zipped into a Pirates of the Caribbean demo, dodging cannonballs as pirate ships fired upon one another. Vanellope ducked instinctively as a virtual cannonball clipped the pod’s hull. "Oh, c'mon! I’m a racer, not a pirate!"


But the pod wasn’t done yet. Its final destination was a Star Wars demo. Vanellope’s jaw dropped as she found herself amidst a massive X-wing and TIE fighter battle. Lasers zipped past her, and the pod spun wildly to evade the crossfire. Inside the pod, alarms blared. "Structural integrity at 67%." The voice droned with unnerving calmness.


"Oh, great! What’s next? Stormtroopers throwing me a tea party?" Vanellope snapped. She squirmed again in the seat, trying to think. Then she remembered something. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a small enamel pin shaped like a wrench, a keepsake Ralph had given her for luck. "Okay, big guy, let’s see if your good luck mojo works."


With precision born of countless arcade shenanigans, Vanellope threw the pin at the pod’s controls. Sparks flew, and the pod’s trajectory shifted abruptly. It shot past the X-wings and out of the game demo.


The escape pod burst through the edge of the "Oh My Disney" site and crash-landed in a dark alleyway within the vast expanse of the internet. The pod skidded to a stop, its exterior smoking. Inside, Vanellope groaned. "Ugh, remind me never to trust shiny buttons again," she muttered.


The shoulder bars finally lifted with a hiss, freeing her. She scrambled out of the pod just as it began to beep ominously. "Self-destruct sequence activated," the robotic voice announced. "Oh, for the love of—"


Vanellope bolted, her tiny legs carrying her as fast as they could. Behind her, the pod exploded in a harmless shower of digital confetti. She paused at the end of the alley, catching her breath. Her candy-coated hair was askew, and her hoodie was smudged with pixelated soot. "Well, that’s one way to explore the internet," she said, brushing herself off. She glanced back at the remnants of the pod and smirked. "Guess I’ll stick to racing."


With that, she skipped back toward the main hub of "Oh My Disney," ready to rejoin Ralph and continue her adventure—with one heck of a story to tell.'


Story By Amand77, Image by The-JR,
Vanellope Von Schweetz © Disney