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Litwak had just brought in a Marvel Super Heroes arcade machine. Great idea that was. The Hulk just couldn't stay in place. Anyone that tried playing with him would start reporting that the Hulk charged off-screen and never returned. Another reported this Hulk character game-jumping repeatedly, tearing apart Tapper's bar, decimating Sugar Rush raceway, knocking out everyone in Hero's Duty, ripping the Death Star vector after vector in Star Wars Arcade, and finally, turning to Fix-It Felix Jr.Â ------------- Things were going as usual in this one. They hadn't been played yet that day. Felix was enjoying some more fresh pie with his new wife, Calhoun, as her game was put out of order, Ralph was napping in his dump, as he had gotten too anxious over the mysterious events. Things got quiet again. Then they got their player. A coin went into their slot, and Felix, Ralph, and the Nicelanders quickly assumed their rightful positions. Ralph began punching holes through the building as usual, right after angrily shouting his trademark catchphrase. Felix started fixing. Eventually, the level was beaten. Felix got a medal, and Ralph was grabbed by the Nicelanders to be thrown off. He saw the Hulk figure leaping high into the air, but he was thrown off the building before he could warn everyone. As Ralph careened toward the puddle of mud that awaited him, his fall was broken when the Hulk threw a powerful mid-air jab that knocked him through the building and into the Dump. Calhoun ran out of the building and fired at the large, green creature, but the bullets, naturally, were ineffective against his regenerating green skin. He took Calhoun by the neck and gave her an angry glare, his wrinkled face, his squinted eyes, the veins on his face. A glare so angry that it could frighten even gods. The Hulk raised his arm to spike her into the ground, only to be stopped when he felt something hitting his left ankle. It was Felix with his golden hammer. "Lay your hands off my wife, you beast!!" he shouted, jabbing him with every ounce of strength in his small body. The Hulk gently dropped Calhoun, who, upon landing, struggled to catch her breath. Felix felt his giant, green hand quickly grab his small body as he gave him a similar look, but angrier. Such rage, Felix, gasping for air, felt like his insides were going to burst.Â "Who does little man think he is?!" cried the Hulk.Â Felix wished he could cover his ears, if only his arms weren't caught in the Hulk's grasp. "HULK SMASH PUNY HAT MAN!!" He bellowed as he spiked Felix into the ground, and began pounding away at him. "FELIX!!" cried Ralph as he darted and hammered Hulk across the jaw.Â Hulk toppled over and quickly got up. Felix was injured. How strange. Usually, he'd regenerate after an injury, as the world around him was his own, but perhaps the rules were differential if his attacker was not from his world. It would take him some more time. As Calhoun cradled poor Felix in her arms, her flashbacks of her programmed traumatic experience with her fiancÃ©e being devoured by a tremendous cybug, she began sobbing. It was blatantly obvious that he would regenerate himself, but she had never seen a man go through so much, just to protect her. She had seen a lot of men in her home game. Big men, and they never even had the courage that this little husband of hers had.Â As Ralph shed a tear from this emotional scene, he was rudely interrupted by the Hulk's fist in his face. Ralph was on the ground when another came, which this time, Ralph grabbed, and gripped it so fiercefully, the Hulk was screaming in pain. Ralph was livid. Sure, he had sounded angry in his own arcade game, but this time, he had a reason to be so furious. And a damned good one. Anyone who messed with his friends, messed with him, and those messed with him, would get wrecked. Ralph had developed a plan to finally put the Hulk away. He couldn't just capture the guy and put him back in his game. He had to wipe him out for good. He knew the only place where he could take him out the fastest. It had worked perfectly. Ralph had the Hulk pursue him through Game Central Station, and from there, the two brutes ran to the now decimated Sugar Rush, where they met at the top of Diet Cola Mountain. There, they darted at each other, swiftly, like great, galloping horses with the strength of a thousand wrecking balls. Who will stand proud? Who will fall to their death? The fate of two arcade games lies in the balance.