AN: Hello fellow readers/writers! My name is Candy. You can call me C.V.S. (NOT the drugstore, lol). Anyways, welcome to my first fic ever! I hope my writing is to your liking and if not, please leave suggestions. I will admit that I can make many grammatical errors while typing because I type so quickly, so if you spot anything I'd be glad if you would note that. :)
Anyways, I'm not sure if I want pairings or not, so I'll leave a poll on my profile for you to select a choice. And I would also be grateful if you help me name my OFC for this fic. :)
Have a Turbotastic time!
-C.V.S.
Mr. Litwak was beginning to nod off when his wristwatch shrieked at him like a frightened animal, the shrill beeping noise emitting from it causing his ears to ring and his eyes to snap open. 'Eight o'clock,' the middle-aged man thought. 'Closing time.' He stretched in his leather chair, adjusting the frames of his glasses and smoothing his hair over, then opened his office door and stepped out to find a few remaining children out of the great horde that comes in every day(Except Sunday, when the arcade was closed) trying to squeeze in a few more plays before the end of the day, well aware of the time. Mr. Litwak rubbed his weary eyes. "Closing time! Last game!" One boy in his teens 'awwed' in disappointment before hurrying to finish his Pac-Man session.
After about ten minutes, the last kid exited the building, and Mr. Litwak sighed tiredly as he went around and picked up a few scraps of garbage strewn about on the floor and counted the money in the change machines before examining the games to make sure none were in disrepair, then retrieved his plaid duffle coat from his office and flicked the light switch off, exiting the arcade and locking the glass doors, whistling an off-key version of the Mario tune while twirling his key-chain.
Silence permeated the room until the roaring of Mr. Litwak's Sedan's engine faded away.
Suddenly a female voice called out, seemingly from nowhere, "Okay, everyone! The arcade is closed!" Yuni, the dancer in DDR: Supernova 2 cupped her hands around her mouth as she announced the official closing for all games, accidentally stepping on the right dance arrow and causing it to light up. She proceeded to walk off screen. "Let's head over to Tapper's," said Blinky, the red ghost from Pac Man to Pinky.
Left of the Whack-A-Mole was a colorful, singsongy, happy game with a cheery Japanese tune with rainbow lighting shooting over the edges of the machine over and over again. On the side was pink text that read, "Sugar Rush." The characters could be seen on the screen conversing and doing other things that game characters weren't supposed to be able to do.
If only Mr. Litwak knew that behind the screens and pixels, there were huge worlds with living characters that had personalities and free will, that there was an entire virtual universe existing within his own arcade.
But he didn't.
Hey! Thanks for reading! If you have any questions, I will anwser them. Plus, I've still got a little more explaining to do, because this is not going to be just a novelized version of the movie, hoo hoo, no. It's much different. Again, thanks for reading and reviewing, all that good stuff.
See you in the next chapter!
-C.V.S.
