This one's really short, sorry.

One Turbo-Tastic Day at a Time

It was a dark and stormy night.

Ha, I always wanted to write that.

Anways, no seriously, it was a dark and stormy night. The wind was howling, the trees were bending over, and leaves were flying all over the parking lot outside the apartment complex. I managed to finally beat his majesty to the bathroom before he used up my hot water again and got my nice relaxing shower in. He was currently sitting in front of the television watching some more "Speed Racer" and I could just barely hear it with the shower on, so that meant he had the volume way up. How does he not go deaf?

I had just finished drying off and throwing my pajamas on plus my house robe when-

CRACK-A-BOOM!

-the lights went out. Everything instantly went dead quiet and I'll admit I got a little spooked at first, as it was unexpected. I blindly dug around in my bathroom drawers for an emergency flashlight and that's when I heard Turbo screaming for me.

Yeah, he was screaming, not like he was angry either, he sounded really freaked out. And this is Turbo we're talking about, he doesn't get scared at all. So when I heard this, naturally I panicked thinking that something really bad must have happened to get him to start hollering for me like that.

In my hurry, I accidentally rammed my face in the bathroom door and was pretty sure I was going to have a bruise on my nose later. I tripped and stumbled around to make my way through my bedroom (which the bathroom was located in) with my dinky little flashlight as a guide. The only thing I could see in the pitch dark was Turbo's glowing eyes and...dang he looked really freaked out.

Surely, he's not scared of the dark, is he?

"Turbs, what's the matter?" I asked in alarm, bolting to the couch as fast as I could and sat by him.

He was nearly on the verge of hyperventilation and he sort of blinked at me as if confused and looked around him where my flashlight had illuminated some of the living room.

"I didn't die?"

What? I cocked a brow and gave him a funny look. "No..."

He sighed harshly and put a hand to his heart as if to calm it down. "Holy mother of Walt, I thought I died there for a minute!"

What in the Sam Hill...

"Uh...you're going to have to explain that one," I said slowly, still looking at him like he was crazy.

My ignorance to his supposed dire situation seemed to irritate him since he gave me a glare from the side but he didn't argue with me about it.

"Remember in the movie how I explained when the game gets unplugged and you're still in it, you die?" he asked of me, referring to the "what if?" scene about Vanellope being trapped in the game with her glitch status and dying with it.

I nodded slowly, not sure where this was going. "Yeah?"

"Same thing happens if the power goes out for long periods of time," he explained, startling some when another crash of thunder sounded. "At least, so I've been told. It's only for our specific world though, if it had happened in the movie or in the supposed sequel, that is."

I perked up and got excited hearing that. "Wait, there's a sequel coming?"

"Hey, I'm in distress here!" he snapped at me.

"Oh, sorry. Um...you okay now? I mean, since you're not dead and all?"

"Of course, I'm fine!" he growled, grabbing the flashlight from me. "I'm not a baby!"

"I never said you were," I assured him calmly. "I just wanted to make sure you were fine. You scared the crap outta me screaming like that."

Turbo was busy shining the light at various corners of the room, almost as if he'd never played with a flashlight before. Maybe he hadn't, I don't know. The rain was coming down harder than before and I could feel a slight chill in the room thanks to the heater being off now.

"Sorry," he muttered barely where I could hear him.

Wow, did he apologize? Consider me blown away.

"Thanks for checking on me," he added in a strained voice, like he felt stupid saying it.

"You're welcome," I smiled warmly. It was kind of nice having him act normal. Maybe I'm a good influence after all.

I saw him flash a grin and then he shined the light right in my face, forcing me to throw my hands in front of me and turn my head.

"Ow! Don't blind me!"

"Hehe."

Well, that didn't last long.