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Chapter 2: Wide Awake
Yeah, I was in the dark; I was falling hard. With an open heart, I'm wide awake

She-who-shall-not-be-named-until-she-introduces-he rself POV

I didn't open my eyes immediately when I woke up. That was habit. I felt the grou- no wait. This isn't ground. I felt the soft fabric beneath my fingertips. A bed. I'm in a bed. That's a first. I kept my eyes closed and just savored the fact I was in one of these beds I had heard so much about. Finally I opened my eyes, that was the only way I would know if I really was in a bed or not. My mind loved to play tricks on me. Illusions. Both a sweet escape and bitter prank.

To my surprise I was in a real bed. Then I remembered what had happened and I mentally slapped myself. You really didn't think you escape plan through did you? No you did not. Once again idiocy gets the better of you. Bravo, bravo I thought bitterly and sat up. Though I guess it was okay, I mean I'm not in the Fungeon so clearly I did something right. In fact I'm not in the Fungeon at all I thought as I looked around, I must've been in a guest room. I slid off of the bed and looked around again. I turned around and grinned to ear. A window! A huge window!

I just about ran to the window. I opened it up and stuck my head out of it.
"Oh my gosh! It's a real. There's a breeze and look at the scenery!" I exclaimed and stared at the landscapes around me. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply.

"Y'know you're supposed to be a secret. You yelling at the top of your lungs out a window isn't helping with that" I whirled around and saw the raven-haired girl I accidently hit standing there. I grimaced.
"Sorry" I murmured.
"You were just yelling out the window, it's no biggie" She responded and I shook my head.
"No not that! I mean I am sorry about that but I mean sorry for almost knocking you out …yesterday? Has day passed? I don't know" I said hurriedly. She raised an eyebrow at me.
"Yeah it's been a day. And thanks for apologizing about it, but why the heck did you do that in the first place?!" She said angrily. I shrunk back. Uh oh, I made her mad I thought and gulped.
"I thought you were Turbo" I squeaked out, feeling very small under the raven haired girl's glare. Her face only softened a fraction of an inch but I take that as a good sign.
"Turbo? Why would you think I was Turbo? He's dead" She said as though it was common knowledge, which it probably was.
"Turbo's dead?" I said and without meaning to a smile traced my lips.
"Yeah, you didn't know that?" She said and looked at me quizzically.
"No, not until now" I answered honestly, I looked out the window again "Who's the king or queen now?"
"Me" The raven haired girl answered. My attention snapped back to her. I bowed down before her.
"Your majesty" I said keeping my head bowed.
"Get up ya goof ball. I'm the President, y'know like a constitutional democracy?" She said and I grimaced. Actually I don't know what a constitutional democracy is I thought but stood up.
"Sorry Ms. President" I apologized and she shook her head.
"Who are you?" Ms. President asked and I gazed out the window again.
"I'm Turbo-Tessa" I answered quietly. The silence that followed that statement was deafening. So I just stared out the window waiting for Ms. President to do something.

"What?" She said after what seemed like an eternity.
"I'm the 'daughter' of Turbo so to speak" I answered. Again it was a long time before Ms. President spoke again.
"What? H-how?" She sputtered out.
"It's complicated" I said and shuffled my feet uncomfortably.
"That doesn't matter. What matters is how the heck do you exist?!" She just about yelled at me. I inwardly winced and shrunk back. I didn't need to look at Ms. President to know she was glaring daggers at me.
"He created me. Using his code and other codes in the code room. He made me. Only because I was made here in Sugar Rush turned out more like a Sugar Rush character than a TurboTime character. So he locked me up and-" I stopped speaking and rubbed my arm. That was a nervous habit.
"And?" Ms. President said expectantly. I looked down and leaned against the wall. I closed my eyes tightly.
"Turbo-Tessa? Are you okay?" Ms. President asked.
"No I'm in a daze" I said and collapsed to the floor. I didn't pass out, just collapsed.
"What's wrong?!" Ms. President exclaimed and knelt down beside me.
"I've never been outside of my cell" I said breathlessly. I chanced a look at Ms. President's face. It was contorted with rage and I was afraid it was directed at me. But she looked away from and I realized it was directed at something else.

"Ms. President, what now?" I asked her. She looked at me surprised.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"What happens to me now?" I asked.
"You stay here, in the castle" Ms. President answered and I nodded.
"Okay" I said and looked down at the floor "Thank you Ms. President, for everything"
"You're welcome- I think. Oh and my name isn't Ms. President, it's Vanellope" She said and I nodded.
"Vanellope" I broke out into a grin "So you were that glitch my dad was constantly complaining about"
"So you've heard of me" She said.
"From what little my dad said" I answered and shrugged "But eh, anyone who gave him hell was A-Okay in my book"
"Then I think we'll get along" Vanellope said and I smiled.
"I think we will" I confirmed and looked at Vanellope nodding "I think we will"