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A/N : I literally stopped half way through writing this chapter to say... I was writing the word 'roof' towards the middle of this chapter, and... I accidentally spelled it wrong cause I was typing too fast, and when I hit backspace once, my computer autocorrected it to the word 'roflcopters' ... I have NEVER used that word in my entire life. Like not even in my weird emo 2005 Youtube days, not ONCE have I EVER typed that word. What the actual CRAP. I was dying laughing.

Anyways... okay, back to writing. WTF man.


*Chapter 89*

"Throttle, what's up?" Theo chimed in a spike of happiness, Wren and Berri were slowly in tow down their tower's cozy corridor.

Nighttime had come amidst a messy snow storm that caked the palace grounds. Although Turbo was the one who dropped Chester off at Berri's tower, it seemed as if maybe he had bumped into Throttle, and Throttle kindly offered to bring Chester back to said tower. As Wren, Theo and Throttle began to happily chatter away, they sagged into the comfortable sitting area of their main room. Their slanted wall of glass was caked in snow, only showing small peaks of the dark atmosphere outside. The wind howled outside, and as Chester harrumphed in a cute show of cranky sleepiness, he still moseyed over to Berri and joined her in the dimness of their lovely, warm kitchen, glinted with the gentle glow of the stove light and nothing more. The cookie jar, on the kitchen island, glistened as Berri sagged her thinner jacket onto the counter, and as she reached for the jar, she cocked an eyebrow and easily listened in on the boys' conversation.

"Yeah, Turbo seemed like he had a lot of work to catch up on. He wasn't sure when you guys would be back, so I offered to take Chester home. I just sort of... Made myself comfortable, I hope you guys don't mind," Throttle expanded on, he bashfuly eyed Wren in softness to which he cued to.

"N-No, it's great, you're always welcome here," Wren hurried, to which Theo shot him a sneaky smirk.

"Thank you," Throttle heaved a heavy sigh, bobbed a nod and gave Wren a smile of sweet gratitude. He raised his eyebrows in the gentle sway of the topic change and eyed the wall and ceiling of caked snow, in which they could see through the slanted glass, "Really comin' down, out there..."

"It's nuts, I don't remember the last time it snowed this hard," Theo grumbled as he finally sagged into his large, comfortable cushy chair, for good. He swung his left ankle over his right knee and tucked his arms behind his head in full relaxation, "I just can't wait for summer... Remember all those beaches that Uncle Zed took us to, in Dead Zed?"

"Dead Zed is gorgeous," Throttle encouraged; it was here did Berri turn her back to the group and continue to eavesdrop, though she got out her phone and pretended to busy herself as she munched on a cookie; it wasn't long until Chester's larger, puppy-dog snout wrinkled in a few huffs of sniffles towards the crumbly cookie in her hand. She stopped chewing in gentle realization and looked down to the ground in aimless sorrow as Throttle carried on, "I remember Nox and I doing whatever we could to discover new beaches there... Unlike anything EZ Living has to offer."

"Have you been to any other games that have beaches?" Theo prod curiously, "I know Nox used to live in EZ Living, right?"

"I'm so surprised you guys go around to other games... I'm so used to Turbo being so adamant about not leaving Sugar Rush that I just assume that you nor Nox like to leave, either," Wren rushed with a small laugh, to which Throttle bobbed a sorrowful nod and eased a bittersweet smile.

"Yeah, Bo is... Ah, the poor guy," Throttle sighed in soft defeat, this had Berri's eyebrows furrowing in a soft pang of defeat as her aimless gaze began to grow glossy with the small sting of tears, "I can tell he so desperately wants to explore the rest of Arcade, I mean... He knows nothing but Sugar Rush. It'd be so great to really get him out and about, really show him the new, great and wonderful things Arcade has to offer."

"He's just scared he'll be killed?" Theo wondered, and although the three boys knew Berri was within the vicinity, they carried on with confident, good intentions, "You, nor Nox ever run into issues with this, do you?"

"I occasionally will get stopped and asked if I'm from TurboTime, and when I tell them I am, they usually are either wary and walk away, or are really intrigued and ask me questions... Even sometimes asking if I knew Turbo," Throttle huffed a dry chuckle and looked down, "Because Turbo wants his whereabouts and his circumstances on the down-low, I just pretend that he's off somewhere doing community service inside Sugar Rush. No one bats a lash..."

"Poor guy just needs to jump in and do it," Wren stated in a mumble of defeat as Theo bobbed a nod of agreeing, "Ah, well... One step at a time. He seemed to act as if he'd eventually go to Sugarbucks, with us, once he garnered the courage."

"I think we should definitely keep on him, for that," Theo pressed warmly as he waggled his hand, "We need to build that guy's confidence."

"That's nice of you guys, I agree," Throttle stated with great relief, to which Wren and Theo nodded.

"What are friends for?" Theo wondered, "I just wish we could bring TurboTime back, or something... I'm positive that'd be better."

"Oh, that'd change absolutely everything," Throttle wistfully sighed and looked up to the snowy, glass ceiling directly above him, "He'd go cart wheeling into Game Central Station, I can tell you that much. I know he feels safe here, but... TurboTime is our original home. He'd have a proper place, in Arcade, once again. He'd have a game to win."

"What ever happened to TurboTime, anyways? Did it get taken away, or..." Wren trailed off in a mild sense of realization that donned upon the three boys, though with their gentle wonderings, Berri's glassy eyes dart to the appliances she faced, in the kitchen, in a spike of rising, determined curiosity. She silently eavesdropped on their little conversation with as much attention she could afford, "...Do you think maybe it just got stuffed into Litwak's back room, and it's maybe still in this Arcade?"

"User knows," Throttle sighed, "I mean... If anyone WERE to know the answer to that question, it'd be Tessa and Zed, I mean... They were physically there."

"Oh yeah, I keep forgetting they have access to Tron's portal, like that," Theo hissed in wonder, he shook his head and bugged his eyes, "Y'think they'd let us borrow their disc to go see for ourselves?"

"Oh yeah, Tessa and Zed are just going to let us TRAIPSE out of the whole entire Arcade, Teddy," Wren spat with a hard chuckle and a gesture of his hand, "After all their hard work to put this mess back together, they're going to encourage us to just go diving head first into chaos, again."

"I mean, if it mean, I don't know... Potentially getting TurboTime back," Theo shrugged, he side-eyed Wren and Throttle with a cheeky smile and shrugged, "I can just SEE the look on Turbo's face."

Berri felt her heart rate shoot through the roof, she panted through her nose and felt the weight of a million ideas hit her all at once, and as she peered into Chester's blind eyes, his ears were perked high on his head as he froze and held his disposition tight to hers in readiness, as if he could sense that something was going on. Berri held her breath and felt the cogs turn lightning quick, the raw idea put out right before her, the very shred of hope that Litwak could potentially still have TurboTime, she felt her circuits begin to freak out with purpose. She wondered just how dead she'd be if she took Tessa's and Zed's light disc, how much danger she'd be in if she stole away and sought out Tron. She knew it was likely an idea to be put on the back burner, though she felt desperation hit her. Anything to make Turbo happy, anything to repay him of all the incredible, selfless, unconditional things he had done for her. Berri sagged her shoulders and exhaled a shaky breath as she put her phone away, a weird sense of belonging came over her as the ideas kept crashing into her mainframe, like tidal waves that never ceased. She continued to listen to the three boys far behind her, her mind raced at the speed of light.

"It's really just a shot in the dark... What if you left and found that Litwak DIDN'T keep TurboTime?" Throttle shrugged, "If a newer version of TurboTime got plugged in, new versions of me, Turbo, Lash and Nox would be plugged in, as well."

"Guh, can you imagine?" Wren blurt a small laugh, to which Throttle shot him a sassy look.

"You'd be in absolute heaven if you had two of me, don't even try to deny it," Throttle successfully volleyed, rendering Wren speechless for once; Theo gaped.

"Damn, Tee, y'actually thwarted him dead in his seat," Theo choked into hard laughter, and it was here did all three boys begin to loudly laugh and tease one another; Berri quickly decided this should probably be her escape to her bedroom.

In a quick swipe through the darkness, with Chester tight in tow, both beings were quietly teleported to the highest floor of Berri's tower. The second Berri gently sagged into her bedroom, from the teleportation pad's alcove, was the second she huffed a loud, incredulous noise. She shook her head and was glad Chester still held his poised, curious attention tight to Sugar Rush's princess. Berri tucked her beautiful blue hair behind her ears, long blinked in incredulous curiosity and felt said wave of ideas continue to press into her. The urge to jump away and accomplish the impossible was something that made her blood hot, she was absolutely sure she could attribute this feeling to being the perfect mixture of her mother and father, the two beings that defied odds to begin with.

"Chester, if I could get my hands on that disc..." Berri prod as she side-eyed Chester, though much to her surprise, his raspy huff of a breath dribbled to that of an audible grumble, as if to suggest to Berri that the idea was rather far fetched. Berri shook her head and now paced in her room, in whole bewilderment, "I could leave and... I could GET TurboTime back, Chessy... He'd... Surely then he'd..."

Chester flattened his ears in a sag of impending, curious sorrow, though as Berri halted her train of thought and stabbed her attention to Chester, she knew she shouldn't complete her sentence. She knew she'd do it, for Turbo, out of entire selflessness, though the searing hot fact of potentially doing it to get him to officially leave the game and finally fall into a proper romance with her was loaded, in of itself. She heaved a hard sigh of defeat and knew that simply leaving the game had to be something Turbo manned up and did on his own, and no amount of babying him would be beneficial for his growth. She eased closer to her window and peered out of it; a gorgeous splay of snow coat the tops of the palace lot's trees, and although she was glad the flyers were indoors for this nasty snow storm, she was excited to eventually have the view of their gorgeous, new, domed enclosure. Moonlight glinted through the fast moving clouds, the cold feeling of confusion soaked over her, the desire to rush to Turbo's aid was huge, though she knew he needed to figure it all out on his own.

"I gotta stop trying to fight everyone's battles," Berri sighed in teary defeat as Chester's non-retractable claws very slowly clacked in a moseying saunter from behind, he cutely grumbled another audible noise and lovingly nuzzled his snout and face into the back of Berri's right arm and hand. Berri looked down to him and firmly began to pet and scratch the top of his head, "I just... Wish he had what Nox and Throttle had."

Chester lovingly flattened his ears, lulled his eyes closed and stood tall in Berri's still presence, although defeat coat her soul in the form of yet another, long sigh, she lulled her eyes closed and felt the weight of the new idea given to her. Something absurd, something entirely dangerous, something she only really now could dream of accomplishing, she gently put in on the back burner and vowed to never forget about it. With everything else going on in her life, she knew it wasn't something to worry about now, though as the seconds pressed on, she reopened her eyes and allowed her fingers to feel Chester's beautiful, soft fur, she desperately tried to ground herself in this moment. She knew she was absolutely kidding herself if she were to say the whereabouts of her mother's and father's light disc wasn't burning a hole through her brain. As dangerous as an idea as it was, her cold eyes peered out to the moonlit scenery with purpose as her heart continued to race.