"Mister; Mister! Hey! Any electricity flowing through that code of yours?" Turbo had awakened to hear a bubbly, energetic voice. In fact, it sounded like the little brat's voice. He frowned at the thought of her. Adjusting his vision, he saw a young girl; nothing like the pint-sized racer; in his presence. He quickly backed away in fright. "hey, don't be so frightened, I'm not as bad as everyone thinks I am." His face showed pure confusement yet slight curiosity. Before him, he saw a 14-15 year-old girl with golden twin tails, ( which actually looked like licorice) pure gold eyes, a gold and brown outfit, white gloves and brown arm warmers, tanned skin, and dark-brown tights. "The name's Caramella Butterscotch and you can thank me when you're ready." her bright smile showing more radiance than the sun. I'm not thanking anyone!" Turbo spat. "And what are you staring at?" Caramella's attention was fixed on the ex-racer's eyes. "Your eyes; such a pretty color, and how they glow so luminously." Turbo could only stare at her with amazement. She was the first person to actually compliment his eyes. He; being the tough guy he thought he needed to live up to be, didn't admit this to her. In fact, now he was thinking "Does she even know who I am?"
At this point, Caramella had gone out to do some "work". Turbo didn't mind being left alone; he just went back to sleep. As Caramella was doing her so-called "work" she stumbled across some documents labeled "CLASSIFIED" on it. "You see, nosey waste of codes like you aren't suppose to be here_ you stupid ass virus!" an AVG uniform-colored man stated. He quickly picked her up by her hair and threw her on the ground so hard that a bruise formed on her neck and blood flowed from the gash on the back of her head. He started snickering. "Waste of codes like you are NOT supposed to be snooping though classified information." "Oh please, I'm not a virus; well' not a bad one anyways_so_ I'll be on my way!"
Caramella ran as fast as she could with the precious document in her hand. She had left the AVG code all over the floor; in just bits of 0s and 1s. (Like a derezzed character from TRON)
"I'm back." Turbo looked pretty upset from being woken up from his sleep. "So?" he hissed. "You don't know me; do you? - I was supposed to be your successor; should anything happen to you in Sugar Rush." Turbo's expression showed confusement once again, with the question of "Why would I do that?" on his mind.