The way back to home was ridden in silence. Pep drove this time, and Minty was afraid to tell his sister more. When the two got to the little village, Pep took tight to her twin's hand and nearly dragged him to their house. Fortunately, he followed willingly. The few racers that weren't on the roster were surprised to see the twins here, but neither of them paid heed to any greeting they gave. When Pep and Minty got to their house, she took her brother and sat him on the bed.

"Okay, so let me get this straight," Pep said to him. "You had a vision of…" She was afraid to say the dreaded name, "Turbo, when the power went out." Minty took a minute to respond, but nodded.

"And I had a dream last night about his game," Minty added. "That's what I was trying to tell you." His sister turned away from him, and he heard a long-winded sigh from her. He got up and looked at her; she had her head buried in her hands, but he could see a visible cringe underneath all that. He let out a little sigh of his own. "I'm sorry, I dunno what's come over me recently…"

"It's not your fault." Pep lifted her face out of her hands and turned to her twin; she was still visibly upset. "You have no control over your dreams, and I forgive you for the incident during the roster race. You're my brother, and I love you no matter how forgetful and scatterbrained you are." Pep hugged Minty, and he soon hugged back.

"And don't worry," he reassured her, "you'll always be a sister to me too!" The two looked to each other, both smiling. But Pep noticed her twin's seemed a bit forced; he needed to get his mind off of things, she could tell. She went to her bed and picked up the monster book from underneath her pillow.

"Do you want to go monster hunting? We can chart down our finds in the book." Minty showed he wasn't interested by staring at her, then the book, and then simply shaking his head. She coaxed, "It'll get your mind off of Turbo."

"Oh, alright." He smiled sheepishly and opened the door for his sister. "But after this, you're doing some knitting with me." While Pep loved exploring and searching for monsters, Minty enjoyed being laid back and knitting. She gave a fake groan, then a real laugh, and soon, the twins were out the door, sprinting towards the CandyCaneForest.

It was a very neat and orderly wood, the racetrack right by and a few tracks over in the distance. If you climbed some of the trees to the very top, the view would be breathtaking, not to mention high-definition. Pep pointed to a tree and asked, "You want to race to the top?" Minty gave an eager nod, and was already making his way to the top. "Hey, no fair!" His sister put the book down and climbed up, making her way faster. It helped she had climbed these trees many times before. She passed by, and Minty was desperate to catch up. He grabbed a hold on another branch, only to find it was a double stripe.

"Wah!" he screeched, and Pep saw him fall down. Luckily, he landed on a nearby branch. His sister laughed, "And to think, I thought you would beat me." He started to climb back up as she finally reached the top branch. Pep yelled down, "Hey! Come up here! The view is great!" Minty hurried up to look at the same spectacular view. He could see for miles, and considering this was one of the tallest trees, there was barely nothing blocking it. He saw rolling racetracks to his left, which cut through frosty mountains and taffy swamps. To the right, there was a race on the main track going on. He watched as the karts leapt out of GumballPass, went through the road near the forest, and up and around Cakeway. Pep looked to the right and cheered the other racers from afar, but Minty was completely mesmerized.

"I wish I was out there…" he said breathlessly. He felt a tug on the sleeve of his sweater. He turned to see Pep.

"Well, I think you really need to get your mind off of racing," she explained her reasons for pulling him from the race. "Especially when you're starting to follow in the footsteps of the 'greatest racer ever.'" He gave a shudder at the thought; she had a good point. Pep started to climb down, and Minty followed her downwards. Once they were at the base of the tree, the twins walked further into the woods until they came to a split in the wood. Pep started to walk down the left path, but something stopped her. It was Minty, firmly putting a hand on her white vest.

"You shouldn't go down that path," he explained. "It's a trap that leads straight to the taffy swamps. You wouldn't know that 'til you've been down there."

"But you haven't been down there," she replied. "In fact, this is your first time out here since we've been plugged in." Curious, Pep headed down the road, and sure enough, it led to a deep swamp, Laffy Taffy vines above. Minty followed along, only to be astounded that his statement was correct! Pep looked to her brother and frowned. "Maybe we should just lay back and do some knitting, like you said."

When they went back to the tree they'd climbed, a forgetful Pep picked her book back up. Soon, the twins were home. Minty took out his knitting kit and began to sew up some new sweaters. It was his goal to make a sweater for each racer in Sugar Rush Unlimited. Right now, he was making one for Tartley. Pep continued to look through the book of monsters for any different video games' fearsome creatures. Through the windows of their house, they saw racers running by, going home for the day. It was then both twins decided to go to bed.

"Good night," Minty said as he threw a sheet over himself.

"Don't let the Turbugs bite," Pep laughed, but her brother didn't hear her; he was already asleep. She sighed, "Hopefully, it won't be a long night for you…" With two claps, the lights went out.

"It's been five years.

Five.

Stinkin'.

Years." Turbo took a pause through every word just to emphasize his point. The twins eyed him nervously. They had watched as he had slowly gone into a downward spiral of insanity and depression after they'd left their karts in the unplugged game. Sure, he had his happy moments, but they were few and far between. Still, they continued to listen to the racer's ranting.

"Peter should've plugged in a racing game by now. He loves those things, and that stupid Mario Kart doesn't even count! Oh, that guy's got a dozen spin-offs and no integrity! Why I'd-!"He felt something, a shock, go through his system. It was likely the twins and the Surge Protector felt it too. He didn't hesitate to turn around, because he knew what it meant; a new game had been plugged in.

He stood, mouth agape, at what he saw. He had heard stories of this game, but he thought it was just a rumor that it was going to be here. It was Sugar Rush Unlimited, a sequel to some game from the 90's. He gave a smirk, and felt one of the twins put a hand on his right shoulder.

"Yep, it looks like we're gonna get our karts back." The main racer looked back to them, only to find them mouthing "No" and shaking their heads. The hero gave a growl and started to make his way to the new game. "Well, fine then. I'll go on my own. I might even get unplugged with 'em and leave you two losers behind!" The twins staggered back, hurt by his words. The term "loser" in Turbo Time was a most grievous insult, but even if they lost a race, Turbo never used it on the twins directly before.

The way to Sugar Rush Unlimited was a walkway down, just like every other racing game he had been to. Well, Turbo Time, at least. Turbo stood took a look over the game for at least a minute, but it seemed like more. There was every color of the spectrum, it seemed in this game, from sugar-coated whites to licorice-made blacks. There were tracks almost in every direction, and one that went around most of the land. It was every racer's dream, and Turbo was about to live it.

But first, he'd have to get used to this very different land. As he descended down the Rainbow Bridge, and went through the various areas, he figured he shouldn't try to get spotted. Though he didn't know it, the racers were having their first Random Roster Race. He went through a small village that was being set up, through some lollipop fields, and then came to a beautiful forest of candy canes. Not far from it, he noticed some taffy swamps. After some wandering, he came to a split in the path. He went down the left road, and found it came to a deep swamp area, some sort of vines hanging above. He saw a thick log and walked across it.

Unfortunately, it was a double stripe, and without him knowing, it disappeared right from under his feet. Now, being stuck in taffy or a swamp is bad enough. It's even worse when you don't know how to swim. Turbo tried to keep himself up for as long as he could, crying, "Help! Help!" to no avail. He tried to jump up to the branches, but the taffy was so thick it was useless.

"Did someone call for help!?" a polite voice asked. The racer looked up to see a young girl sporting a ponytail and a short turquoise dress. He waved his arms, but his conflicting color scheme already made him noticeable.

"Y-yes!" he stammered. "P-please help me!" She quickly nodded and fearlessly grabbed a hold on a Laffy Taffy vine. It gave a giggle as it extended under her weight. She held out a hand, and he grabbed it up. She yanked the vine again, and it sent them back up to the top.

"Okay…" the girl muttered to herself, "just need to swing over…and we'll jump." Turbo nodded so she knew he agreed. She started to make the vine swing. "Okay, one…

The vine was gaining more energy. "Two…

They were very close to the other side. "Three!" Both of them jumped, and tumbled onto safe and solid ground. Turbo looked and turned to her. Closer to her, he noticed candy in her black hair. She was also wearing a tiara.

"Are you royalty?" She nodded, and after catching her breath, answered him.

"I am Princess Vanellope Von Shweetz."