Reviews :

Burgie : Yesh! All the little babies are super cute.

Jay Sketchin : Hoo Lickity gets love, alright xD And, it's no problem! That's the nature of this site, I've been here for 13 years now, so I understand. Typically at the very end of November and the very end of April is when reviews start to drastically dwindle, due to finals. I was surprised my first chapter got as many reviews as it did, due to being so close to finals. So, it's no biggie, I'm prepared for it every year, and I'll understand one day when I'm finally in school :P Thank you for your continued support, friend! I hope you're well!

Snake557 : As for Arcade birthdays, they celebrate them every year like normal :) It's just not as heavily celebrated as it would be in humans. Cause they're infinite beings. Although they don't technically physically age, past 1 year, faux-codes eventually do start to show a small amount of age due to their 'non-User made' coding. Tessa starts to get grey hairs, in the 5th story, which opens up a whole 'nother section of them trying to further understand coding. Thanks friend! Stay tuned!

Theoriginalon3 : *my response to your review contains mild spoilers, for the first 3 stories, just an FYI* Hi! I appreciate your concern, and I think it's actually very sweet. It shows you care! So, Wrecking Limits was heavily centered around Ralph and Vanellope. Defying Code and Rectifying Origin, although are not heavily centered around Ralph and Vanellope, both stories still have romantic scenes and a decent amount of 'screen time' for the both of them. I've stemmed into other family branches, and heavily focus on certain couples, but Ralph and Vanellope are in all 4 (eventually 5) stories. Hell, the 5th story is strictly about Ralph and Vanellope raising their 4th born. Yes, parts of the story do seem to 'go all to hell' but, that's story writing. And like you said, conflict, cause and effect is key. The previous chapter of Out Of The Blue, Chapter 5, INCLUDING this chapter, have heavy exposition and character dialog from Vanellope. I don't ever get rid of the main characters, because I love them so much. RO has a few game overs, but none of the main characters. I hope that you rest easy with that, but if you don't carry on with the rest of the saga, I understand, and it doesn't hurt my feelings. To each their own! Out of the Blue builds up to eventually have Turbo as a main character. For now, it's just Tessa and crew, which includes Ralph, Vanellope, Rancis, Taffyta and the other SR racers. Hope this helps!

Pubgspot123 (ladykiller) :

Aww hey! Yes I remember you :) Thank you so much for reaching out. Hope you're well! And thank you for the words of encouragement, it means a lot to me!


Song Listened To :

Cold Summer by C148 (first half)

Certitudes by C148 (second half)


*Chapter 6*

With a gentle scuff of his thick boots, Turbo gingerly stepped off of the code room's much larger teleport pad. He wore a dark grey zip up underneath a worn leather jacket, alongside a proper pair of motorcycle jeans. He looked like the quintessential bad boy, though with the way his warm, shy and tender demeanor crossed the gaping, hollow code room's gap, the irony about him was something sweet and delightful, palpable in the most endearing way possible. He sagged his nervous hands into his jacket's side pockets, eased closer to Tessa and Vanellope and finally glossed his eyes above the lot of them, to the dome of the glass that so massively encompassed Tessa's incredible code room. Turbo marveled at her work, and as Tessa's and Vanellope's quiet conversing finally broadened to Turbo's, as he neared, he bobbed a gentle nod of approval and finally beamed a cute, little smirk.

"She's incredible," Turbo's raspy deep voice eased in reference to the hundreds, if not thousands, of incredible, twinkling, silver code boxes over head, all powerfully surging with white hot electricity through the web of coding.

"Why, thank you," Tessa's voice soothed as Turbo finally eased to a stop, Tessa gingerly raised her hand, allowed her silver coding to swarm her palm, and cued for her code box to come down from the safety of the code room's tangled, glowing web, "How have you been, lately, Turbo?"

"Ah, been okay, same 'ol," Turbo shrugged in gentle nonchalance, though Vanellope cocked an eyebrow and gave him a kind, curious smile.

"Not too keen on palace life, eh?" Vanellope wondered gently, Turbo quickly began to show signs of crawling back into his shell, after Tessa's smooth transitional demeanor in hopes of easing him out, even more so.

"Uh, well... I-I just really enjoy the loft Tessa has graciously gifted me," Turbo skillfully maneuvered, he peered up to Tessa's code box as it began to hover down to the three, and once Tessa's larger hand diligently tapped said blip of coding, the box expanded to multitudinous splays of menus, contexts of game-wide cues and options. Turbo cocked an eyebrow in gentle awe and watched as Tessa skillfully eased her way through Sugar Rush's coding, in hopes of temporarily handing off half of the code room's responsibilities to both Turbo's and Rancis's coding.

"Y'enjoying the city life?" Vanellope kindly wondered, Tessa softly glanced up to her mother and was cued to the fact that Vanellope was now in full-on scope mode, as if she was prepared to potentially try and dissect Turbo's entire personality, right here and now, "Surely that loft is a hot spot for new friends, yeah?"

"Friends? No, no... Just... Me, myself and I," Turbo scoffed a nervous laugh and finally gave Vanellope a cheeky look, "Sometimes Nox and Throttle come over, but... For the most part, no visitors. I'm okay with it."

"I don't blame you," Tessa pressed, she gently nudged her mother, out of Turbo's view, as if to politely tell her to take it easy on the prodding.

"Guess it makes focusing on your work, a little easier, huh?" Vanellope eyed Tessa in a string of naive confusion, though she quickly got the hint and crossed her arms, to hopefully appear easy going, "Orion City is beautiful. I'm sure you have an incredible view of it, no?"

"Oh yes, it's breathtaking," Turbo bobbed a nod and finally began to ease up, though it was immediately thwarted, once more, the second Vanellope furrowed her brow and inhaled a few sharp sniffles in Turbo's direction.

"... Cinnamon sugar tobacco?" Vanellope wondered tenderly, though she immediately tried to come across as non-abrasive the second Turbo's gaze grew incredibly nervous, "Sm-smells good. I didn't know you smoked."

"I-I, well... Y-Yeah, I just..." Turbo struggled to get words out, though Tessa took this painful opportunity to interject.

"I'm not a smoker, but I've heard that it's definitely supposed to calm your nerves," Tessa bobbed a gentle nod of agreeing, "Likely not the best thing for your lungs or throat, but... Good to see you at least taking steps towards trying to relax and find your center."

"I-I'll... I'll ween off of it eventually, I'm sure," Turbo sighed, "For now, I'm just trying to come off of the thirty years of hell I've put everyone through, including myself."

"Well, rest easy," Tessa's warm voice soothed, and in a few pushes of certain options, the code room chimed a tender noise of agreeing, which caused the coding underneath Turbo's feet to glow for a moment, as if to code Turbo's authority to a different section of Sugar Rush's incredible coding, "She's all yours, dude. Please take care of her while we're away."

"Oh wow, that easy, huh," Turbo choked a small laugh and gave Tessa and Vanellope a playful look, "Had I known it'd be this easy, all along, I would've... Well..."

"Too soon," Vanellope only teased, Tessa blurt a laugh, though Turbo looked off in discontentment, as if to begin berating himself.

"Knew it," Turbo hissed through the grit of his teeth in whole embarrassment, though he heaved a gentle noise of attempted revival and gave Tessa a look of apologetic, kind plea, "Sugar Rush is safe with Rancis and I."

"Don't I know it," Tessa bobbed a nod and gently gestured, though she grimaced the second Berri began to squirm against her chest, all snuggled in her sling, "Alright, I... I gotta go feed Berri and put her down, for the night. I'll check in with you tomorrow, before we leave, okay?"

"Yes, your majesty," Turbo's deep, polite voice reverberated, and with such, Tessa eased him a grateful smile.

"You staying on the lot tonight, friend?" Tessa wondered as she began to head towards the teleport pad in the middle of the domed, glass code room.

"No, but Throttle has offered me his spare bedroom while you guys are away... So, I'll be staying on palace grounds, starting tomorrow night," Turbo warmly pressed, to which Tessa nodded in relieved conclusion.

"Good, you and Rancis will have your work cut out for you," Tessa stood on the teleport pad and gave Turbo a warm, loving smile, "But you don't need me to tell you that."

"Appreciate the heads up, anyways," Turbo volleyed in politeness, and as Tessa's incredible silver coding was zipped away in an airborne fleet of glitch-lines, Turbo felt his pupils begin to shrink at the sheer fact of who he was left alone with; Vanellope Von Schweetz.

"Y'gunna be okay, there, big guy?" Vanellope prod in cute, teasing kindness, though Turbo began to grow nervous.

"Rancis and I will manage," Turbo retort, Vanellope's shoes began to scuff closer to the teleport pad, as if to insinuate that she, too, was going to be leaving; her dallying demeanor made it clear, however, that she enjoyed this intimate, in depth, fleeting moment of solitude with someone so previously greatly feared.

"It'll be nice to have you on the lot, though. You definitely have been missing out on all these Saturday party nights we hold in the rec. hall," Vanellope bobbed a nod of encouragement and tried her hardest to emulate Tessa's more tender and warm approach to Turbo.

"I... I really don't think it's wise for me to mingle with Sugar Rush's other racers," Turbo grit his teeth in nervousness and held his glowing, golden eyes tight to Vanellope's, across their ten foot gap, "I'm glad I'll have Rancis to fall back on, and Throttle's home to temporarily reside in, but... I likely won't be around, much."

"Well, why not? Certainly you'll want to experience life on palace grounds, a little, no?" Vanellope tried her hardest not to be forward, though she somehow hoped Turbo would at least phase her, here.

"I guess I wouldn't mind a tour, or something," Turbo shrugged, he knew exactly what Vanellope was fishing for; to somehow hope that mingling with the Sugar Rush racers, and everyone else, tensions would ease, though Turbo knew full well that the rest of the group still didn't totally appreciate his presence, even after everything Turbo had done to help save this very game.

Vanellope slowed her movements, crossed her arms a little and eyed Turbo in a gentle glower of curious contemplation. She bit her lip and tried her hardest to see into Turbo's soul, beyond those incredible, glowing golden eyes. She furrowed her brow in a rise of stubbornness that crawled over her, the fact that Turbo's gentle, authoritative gaze was not backing down, and with such, she inhaled a deep breath and tried to steady her thoughts. She knew to just let Turbo be, he'd take great care of the game, alongside Rancis, while Tessa and Zed were gone, he'd lurk in the shadows and quietly reign the code without so much as a peep, though Vanellope somehow wanted to play doctor, on the situation. How badly she wanted to just overexpose her other racers to Turbo's good side and pray that somehow, the burnt bridge would be rebuilt.

"Can I offer to make you coffee tomorrow evening? Maybe we can just sit and chat, after dinner, in the main kitchen?" Vanellope pressed warmly, she shrugged and tried so very hard not to be cumbersome and pushy in her invitation, though how badly she wanted to prove to everyone on the lot that Turbo was, indeed, a changed man, was overriding anything in her brain, in this instance.

"... Just us?" Turbo wondered as he narrowed his gaze, a proper show of wanting to cautiously take the bait.

"Ralph may join, but yeah, for the most part," Vanellope shrugged, "Maybe bring Throttle or Nox along? I can make some dessert, or something. It's been a month since everything has been said and done... I'd say that we should reconvene, don't you think?"

Turbo held his eyes tight to Vanellope's and somehow wondered if this was a trick. He knew the main palace's castle was the hub for all of Sugar Rush's racers, he was well aware there'd likely be other people coming and going, though somehow, he wondered if being tight in Ralph and Vanellope's presence would take the edge off, them being previous King and Queen of Sugar Rush. Turbo exhaled a shaky breath, he knew he was already a little stressed about properly running the game, alongside Rancis, though throwing in socializing alongside it had his insides clenching in a whole amount of rising discomfort. Nonetheless, he bobbed a final nod and gave her a look of nervous plea, as if to beg her to stick to her word of strictly inviting Ralph and Turbo's brothers.

"I think I can afford that," Turbo's deep voice nearly grumbled, to which Vanellope softly gestured.

"We can even pop a window and let you have a smoke, if that will help," Vanellope shrugged as she began to ease closer to the teleport pad.

"It would," Turbo shrugged as well, alongside a nod; he knew it wasn't totally necessary, though somehow the thought of Vanellope at least attempting to cater to him was what was winning him over, in the end.

"I'll text you tomorrow, then, yeah?" Vanellope pointed a little and questioned with a loving, girly smile; Turbo bobbed a nod and heaved a final sigh of agreeing.

"Tomorrow," Turbo concluded, and with one last smile of gratitude, Vanellope's electric purple coding splayed into glitch-lines and zipped off in a bolt of teleportation, from the pad in which her feet previously stood.

Turbo finally sagged his shoulders, lulled his eyes closed in a rise of dread and began to rub his forehead in agitation. He felt as if the headache in his eyes was already beginning to form, strictly from the thought of his new plans tomorrow evening. He pried his golden eyes open, dragged them up the entirety of the code room and sagged his hands into his pant's pockets. He let his gaze softly get lost in all of Tessa's incredible glowing code boxes, a mass of intelligent coding that kept Sugar Rush alive, and it was in this raw instance did Turbo feel a mass of gratefulness sweep over him. He felt whole knowing that Sugar Rush's Queen now entrusted him with the entirety of her code room, an honor he had only dreamed of, something he was astounded came about so quick, trust so diligently handed to him without question. He smiled and finally looked down to his feet in a rise of pride; he knew one little get together with familiar faces wouldn't kill him.


The next morning came, Sugar Rush's lovely, exotic, sweet song birds coat the cold, winter morning in a crisp of tender renewal. Although the game was slowly cruising its way through January, Sugar Rush held tight onto Winter, as if to promise that the snow likely wouldn't melt until the end of March. With the flyer's enclosure's canopy delicate shroud in snow, the faux-jungle floor was the only thing not coat in powder. With the delicacy of Dead Zed's jungle trees, now learning to thrive in Sugar Rush's cold, Zed made sure to keep a tight eye on said foliage, upping it's resilience to the bitter cold, strictly so all four flyers, soon to be five, could live comfortably in the warm encompass of the jungle's familiarity. Although the snow had a hard time making it's way to the jungle floor, on palace grounds, Ace and Libby's tender footsteps made their way along the lightly snow-kissed path that lead straight to Tessa's and Zed's tower, a long, winding sneak-way off of the side of the recreational hall's sprawling terrace.

"Your energy is so palpable, right now, Ace," Libby eased, her tender, sing-song, Teltokuan accent fogged the cold air before them and coat Ace's nervous, trembling figure in a proverbial embrace of love. Libby's piercing blue eyes shifted from the lovely, winding stone path straight to her boyfriend's gentle gaze, "You haven't said two words to me, on the entire walk here... Are you okay?"

"Yes, just... Please promise me something," Ace rushed, as if he had been panicking about this notion for awhile now. He peered his pleading hazel eyes down to his mate, her beautiful short white hair ruffled in the cold breeze, and although her simple, cute, womanly gaze was enough to stop his heart at any given moment, he could feel that rise of anxiousness try it's best to override any lovestruck feelings, "Please don't leave me alone with Berri, I don't think I'm prepared for it."

"Aw, babe," Libby sagged her shoulders and huffed a bit of a chuckle, "You know Emery and I have that ice cream date, tomorrow night."

"C-Can't you bring the ice cream to the house?" Ace gestured out to his mother's and father's glorious, humble little tower, one of which they now were approaching; Ace was excited to be given the opportunity to stay in Tessa's and Zed's comfortable abode, for the time they're in Dead Zed, on their honeymoon, though he grew even more anxious at the thought of being left entirely alone with an infant.

"We had a small outing planned, in Orion City, Bub," Libby pressed, though she shook her head and beamed Ace a nearly annoyed smile, "You will be JUST fine. You can always invite Oliver over, to help you out, or something, while Emery and I are gone?"

"Uncle Oliver will have his hands full with Theo," Ace complained, he set himself in a dead end rut, thus any outside advice went in one ear and out the other strictly due to the sheer amount of anxiety he was crippled with.

"Well, babe, you're resourceful.. And Berri is a good baby, I'm positive you can hold down the fort for an hour or two," Libby encouraged, and before Ace could argue her, the two softly approached the main door to the small common room, the ground floor and pre-entrance to Tessa's and Zed's home on the Sugar Rush palace lot. Once inside, they didn't waste time ogling the gorgeous interior to the small common room; they knew they'd have the next three or four days to relax in the King and Queen's love nest. Once their feet hit the dimmed teleport pad, a few holographic cues came within Ace's eye level as a gentle prompt, Libby patiently continued and eyed what option Ace's larger finger pressed, "There will be instances were Beaux AND Mara will be left with you, alone... You understand this, right?"

"Dad said it's different with your own children," Ace began to lightly complain, he gently hit the option 'ring doorbell', a gentle cue that was sent straight up to Zed's and Tessa's home. After a few moments of waiting, Tessa allowed the two inside their home via teleporting their coding from the common room to their main home; said high perch above the tree's canopies. Once Ace and Libby's coding came into recollection in Tessa's and Zed's lovely foyer, Ace continued on loudly as him and Libby came face to face with Tessa, herself, a way of now including his mother in on their tender conversation, "This is someone else's baby. One of which I haven't helped raise or nurse or change diapers or anything, for that matter."

"... Ace, she's your little sister," Tessa cocked an eyebrow and gave Ace a now stern look of entire, playful annoyance. Tessa gently eased into Libby's gravity and gave her a loving hug. She directed her whole attention to Libby and kindly waggled her fingers a little, as if to silently ask Libby a certain question, "How are the babies?"

"Oh, good, I'm craving absolutely everything," Libby rushed with a small giggle as she finally took her thick, fur-lined hood off. With such, she unglued her hands from the depths of her coat's warm pockets and allowed her bare hands to come in contact with Tessa's now live-wired, silver coded hand. Libby and Tessa became warmly connected in a platonic exterior swap, and with such, Tessa narrowed her gaze and began to read Libby's coding, which included the twin's fragile coding as well. Libby exhaled a long sigh and wistfully shook her head, "Less than two months, now..."

"It'll go by," Tessa warmly cooed, with such, Ace patiently awaited to see just what his mother had to say about Libby's code reading, and once the two girls softly pulled apart, Tessa shrugged a little and squeezed Libby's shoulder, "Everything checks out. Happy, healthy babies. Weird gestation period, but happy coding, nonetheless."

"Phew," Ace huffed as he rubbed the back of his head, though as he peered down the short corridor, of his mother's and father's home, he spot his father quickly walk by, from the living quarters and into the kitchen; both men caught eyes, only briefly, alongside a cue of welcoming smiles. Ace perked up, pushed down the corridor and rounded into Tessa's and Zed's lovely little kitchen, "Hey, dad. You guys almost out?"

"Yep, this little nugget is ready to be handed off, as well," Zed chimed cutely down to Berri, who babbled a few noises and squirmed her arms. Zed gently began to move Berri a little bit closer to Ace, to physically hand Berri off, like suggested, "Every single parent, on palace grounds, is fully aware that you and Libby may be reaching out for questions or concerns, while we're gone, so don't hesitate to contact, say, your great aunt Taffyta, either your grandmother or grandfather... Honestly, I'd reach out to Ralph, first. He's King of doting on Berri, and will be offended if you choose anyone over him."

"Reaching out to Ralph first, got it," Ace grunted with a nod, though he felt his skin begin to crawl in terror, once more, the second Zed softly eased Berri into Ace's more than capable hands. Ace grew rigid and cradled Berri, in his arms, as best as he could; it was clear she was on the verge of becoming fussy, due to said positioning.

"Here, hold her upright," Zed carefully instructed, to which Ace bashfully peered to his father in a whole slew of uncertainty. Zed choked a small laugh and began to lift Berri, so to have her sitting upright with her back against Ace's broad chest, "She's getting better at holding her own head up, so you don't really have to cradle her like an infant, any longer. She likes to look around, now... Keeps her eyes busy," Zed softly narrowed his gaze tight to Berri's cute face and softly kissed the broad of her adorable nose and cheeks as he continued on, "Big, strong muscles, huh, Bear."

"I only just learned how to do that," Libby only teased as she strolled up, both her and Zed quietly began to dote on Berri, who was being carefully held by Ace; almost too carefully, "Babe, you look like you're holding a cherry bomb."

"He practically is," Tessa rubbed her forehead in agitation, "Hope you guys don't value your clothes, cause she's about to spit up on everything you love."

"We stocked up on laundry detergent, for you guys," Zed uttered in a whole show of exhaustion, and with such, he perked up said exhaustion by only just a notch of energy and expectantly peered to Tessa, "Ready to head out?"

"More than ever... Lickity's going to meet us in the Great Hall, as well as Uncle Rancis," Tessa grunted as she put her hood over her head. Her and Zed stood by, for just a few moments longer, to begin briefing Libby and Ace, "Now... The Hull has instructions laid out for you, downstairs, you know where that is."

"Under no conditions are you two allowed to leave Sugar Rush WITH Berri," Zed firmly instructed, both Ace's and Libby's eyes held tight to their King and Queen in a rile of now impending nervousness, "If there's a dire emergency, you can contact Finn, who has been told to keep in tight contact with us while we're away."

"Any non-emergency inquiries can be referenced in The Hull, though I'm positive you guys won't need it," Tessa rattled off, to which Zed bobbed a nonchalant nod.

"She's weird around Nox and Throttle, we think it's because of their square pupils," Zed shrugged as Berri began to lightly babble; Libby cutely began to wrinkle her pointer finger into Berri's little chest, alongside some cooing notions of sweet nothings to the adorable baby in Ace's embrace, "If you guys have Nox over, or what have you, just make sure they don't make eye contact for too long."

"Nox got right in her face, the other night, and she screamed for a good thirty minutes straight," Tessa stated through the grit of her teeth.

"Eat anything you want, sheets on the bed are washed, do what you please, just leave our home the way you found it," Zed eased in warmth as he glossed his eyes about their beautiful, clean, humble little abode.

"Code room is under Turbo's and Rancis's control, for the days we're gone... I've referred them to mom and dad, as well as you and Libby, in case of an emergency," Tessa instructed.

"All the flyers, excluding Lickity, will be going to Honeydew Ridge for the week," Zed pointed softly, to which Ace furrowed his eyebrows and tried to keep up with his mother's and father's quick remarks.

"What about Lickity?" Ace pressed gently, to which Tessa inhaled a deep breath and looked off. Ace grit his teeth and grimaced, "Oh, right... Uh... I forgot to talk to Royal about a potential male suitor returning to Sugar Rush."

"W-we'll cross that bridge when we come to it," Tessa rolled her eyes and felt as if she couldn't even begin thinking about that, in this instance.

"You guys have fun, we'll miss you Bear," Zed cooed kindly down to his daughter as he bent over, once more, and kissed Berri's adorable little nose, once more; Tessa eagerly joined in on the nonsense, and before Ace could loudly make fun of the two, before him, he flinched and watched Libby join in on the mess.

"Alright, alright, for User's sakes," Ace barked with a hard laugh as the three finally stood up straight and began to saunter away. Ace jostled Berri a little, a gentle notion of potentially forcing confidence and proving to everyone that he had this in the bag, "The three days will go by before you know it, you'll be back with Berri before you can blink."

"You gunna be okay, bud?" Tessa pressed warmly as she eyed Ace, though Libby firmly pat his upper arm and gave Tessa a look of whole confidence.

"Honorary Teltokuan birth coach and baby sitter, here, mom," Libby assured with a full, confident smile, something Ace envied in this instance, "You can count on us!"

"You guys are the best, thank you for everything," Zed gestured with a loving smile as the four exchanged hugs and kisses, "Don't forget to read the instructions, in The Hull downstairs, y'guys."

"We will," Ace and Libby both chimed at the same time, and with a few more goodbye notions and waves, both Tessa and Zed stood on their teleport pad, silver glitch lines evaporated them into thin air, and they were whisked away for good.

"I'm already exhausted," Ace huffed nervously as he held Berri to his chest, though Libby whirled around and gave Berri a wide, excited smile. Libby's little hands gently took Berri's much littler hands in her own and jostled them around.

"We're going to have so much fun, little blueberry, huh!" Libby cooed in a high pitch noise, and it was in this instance did Ace cock an eyebrow and feel his heart swell from cold, hardened irritation, to a gentle melt of remembrance; the sheer fact that he was getting a proper glimpse into Libby's cute and tender version of motherhood, and before Ace could allow his anxiety to cloud every positive thing that could come from this little adventure, he sagged his shoulders and allowed warmth to coat him as Libby continued on, "C'mon... Let's go check out those instructions, in The Hull, and we can go from there."

"I'm assuming she's already fed and changed," Ace wrinkled his nose in a rise of apprehension, "I-I've never changed a diaper, before..."

"Well, looks like you'll be getting a hands-on experience, here, babe," Libby giggled, she motioned to Berri and gave her a cute look, her and Ace began to lightly stroll out of the kitchen and towards the small, tucked away staircase that lead down one floor, to Tessa's and Zed's bedroom, alongside The Hull, "Berri will be the guinea pig!"

"I feel like I'M the one who is the guinea pig," Ace choked.