Reviews :
marinetanker97 : Thank you so much! You're definitely right, it is pretty dramatic haha. And you know me, nothing dramatic ever really ends in a small explosion - it's usually catastrophic ;)
Romantic sapp : Yes, definitely. I'm actually really excited to introduce Sama to you guys, she's a pretty detrimental character to the love triangle going on. Super excited you guys are pumped, thank you for everything!
Jay Sketchin : Aww, for sure. Those boys are love. Really any men that are of Ralph's kin are super gooey and loveable. Theo is very similar to Oliver, and although Berri is a bit more fiery and girly than Tessa, she still is her daughter and has her personality, there. It's a fun throw back and I'm glad you guys enjoy! :D
A/N : Hey guys! REAL quick - I've uploaded the rest of chapter 46's comic to my deviantART, and it is FINISHED! It's only 9 pages long, can you believe it?
The winning chapter, for my next comic, is the infamous chapter 71, where Berri runs into the deleter on the train - and, to add to the fun, I'll be adding chapter 72 to it as well, so you guys get some more, fun TurboxBerri interaction! I hope you guys enjoyed this past comic challenge. I'm fairly certain Berri's and Turbo's first kiss chapter will win out the next challenge, unless another certain chapter I have in mind comes before 150... We'll see! :D Hope you guys enjoy, thank you for everything!
Song Listened To :
Keeping it in the Dark by Daya
*Chapter 112*
"I should really take you with me, next time," Turbo mumbled with his mouth full of french fries; a delightful mess of returning home, from a brave adventure into Orion City, and throwing his pj's back onto his body. A comfortable black t-shirt and his favorite red sweats, him and Chester lounged amidst a splay of comfortable pillows and blankets. Chester mumbled a noise and held his blind, puppy-dog eyes to Turbo, politely begging for some french fries. Turbo rolled his eyes and gently held a few long fries in front of Chester's snout. With the sniffles of Chester's large, wet snoot, he opened his fangs and delicately welcomed the fries in his mouth. Turbo blurt a chuckle and glossed his golden eyes to the splay of holograms he had to his left side, "It's a good thing I got two large things of fries, bud. I can guarantee Berri's not gunna be happy I'm feeding you these, but... Whatever. Enjoy. You deserve it."
Chester moaned a noise as he smacked his lips and messily lapped his long, turquoise tongue on his nose, and with such, Turbo turned back to his chore before him. Although both boys lazily snuggled with each other, the tv droned on in murmuring commercials, Turbo was still hard at work in attempts to get Chester's vocal chords to work. With his own guitar pick necklace tenderly hovering inside of one of the holographic ports, the very pick that Berri had a copy of, an adorable reminder of their strong bond, alongside the very scales off of Orion's back. Tied to his roots, Turbo wanted to make sure Chester had his own voice, though still carried on his family's traits. He cocked an eyebrow and was successful in pairing Orion's DNA to Chester's, and with such, he turned a small dial and motioned to Chester.
"Alright Chester, sayyy... Turbo," Turbo pressed patiently, and with such, Chester opened his mouth and uttered a hard noise that more sounded like 'whoa'. Turbo blurt an excited chuckle, sat up a little straighter and began to tinker with a few things, "Okay, so... We have the noise down, obviously air is passing through your vocal chords correctly. We just gotta get you up to speed on speech. Maybe try again? Turrrrrbohhh. Turbo."
"Boh boh," Chester blurt in almost incoherent nonsense, to which Turbo further perked up in riled, boyish excitement.
"Holy User, here... Y'get a bite of my burger, you're doing awesome, dude," Turbo choked a laugh and eagerly unraveled his delicious, mouthwatering bacon cheeseburger, though as he hovered the edge of it near Chester's mouth, he jolted in a jarring shove of surprise as Chester took his chances and snatched his entire burger. Turbo gaped and hollered a deep noise of whole entire irritation as he watched his entire lunch vanish between Chester's fangs, "... CHESTER!?"
"Boh boh boh BOH," Chester barked with his mouth full, Turbo could swear Chester was grinning with the utmost amount of mischief, though Turbo sagged his shoulders and gave Chester an ultimate dirty look, full of playful intentions.
"You're an asshole," Turbo muttered as Chester happily finished his bite, the whole of Turbo's lunch, and perked his ears high, as if to wonder if Turbo had any more goodies for him.
Just as Turbo was due to relaxing in his position and maybe wondering if he could muster the courage to go back into the city, all by himself, his phone tenderly lit up with his phone's default message chime. With furrowed, dark grey eyebrows, he munched his french fries and grappled for his phone, which was nearly lost in the mess of blankets Turbo relaxed in, though as he brought his phone to his line of sight, he felt his stomach clench with whole entire confusion. Although the first sight he had was that of a strange, unmarked phone number texting him, as he reread the message preview on his screen, he felt his insides clench in a rising firework of anger at the name that kept appearing.
MasterKo : Hey Turbo, this is Gunner. Berri gave me your number a few days ago, I've been meaning to reach out to you. I wanted to thank you for making the deleter protection for us. We just tested it inside the arena of our first show, in EZ Living, and it works like a charm. I'm sure it's not easy stepping back out into normal, every day life but I appreciate you wanting to keep us safe. So, thanks again, man. We should grab coffee sometime.
Turbo froze and felt as if he was in an alternate universe. He furrowed his eyebrows in whole entire confusion and was certain he was having an out of body experience. As he reread Gunner's message for the millionth time, he held in poised confusion and wondered how the hell he'd even respond. He looked off and huffed a sarcastic breath of a chuckle, the choice words he had for a man he had never met, and was certain he never wanted to meet, though his thumbs began to nervously hover over the keyboard. In the minute it took to even begin to process just what to say, he suddenly flinched as the message screen went away and his phone tenderly lit up with Berri's caller ID; the picture of her sweet face and the dainty little tune that played, Turbo shook his head in further confusion and wondered just when he'd be off of this sudden roller coaster.
"Oh, thank User you're calling me, Berri, I had no clue how to respond to that," Turbo muttered before he answered Berri's call, and with a deep breath, he finally picked up her call and hovered his phone to his ear, a boyish, delighted smile sprawled his face, "Yourrr highness, Joe's crab shack."
"... Okay, don't call me that," Berri started with a hard laugh, the background behind her sounded noisy and congested as she grunted a little and eased small 'hello's to people potentially passing by, "Hang on, I'm trying to get somewhere more quiet and private."
"Shoulda done that before you hit the call button, hun," Turbo muttered, clearly cute, playful banter they both knew well.
"I mean, I can just hang up on you," Berri blurt with a laugh, Turbo beamed and gingerly allowed his grey fingers to find Chester's velvety snout.
"Please don't, I'm actually really glad you called me," Turbo eased in warm normality, though the two hovered in tender silence as Berri continued to push through a small noise of people. After about a minute, Berri heaved a hard sigh into the phone, he could hear her smile from a million miles away.
"Okay, I can talk now," Berri stated through a grinning sigh of warmth, relief Turbo could practically feel, he equally grinned and sagged deeper into the cushions of his couch, he was thrilled Berri continued on, her angelic, soothing voice so lovingly eased into his soul like honey, "I'm not bothering you, am I?"
"No, never," Turbo's deep voice concluded, he lulled his eyes closed and relaxed for good, "Everything okay?"
"Yeah, I'm okay, I just wanted to call you really quick because..." Berri trailed off and huffed a nervous giggle, "I saw Gunner constructing a text message to you and I just wanted to call to, well..."
"... Put out fires?" Turbo blurt warmly, the two were rocketed into a fit of laughter, though Berri grit her teeth and mumbled a noise of nervous agreeing as Turbo pressed on, "It's fine Bear... I-I was super confused at first, but... I'm really glad the deleter protection is working."
"He's really grateful, all of us are... I know it wasn't easy to pull off, and... I really appreciate you, okay?" Berri assured warmly, the softness of her voice assured to Turbo that she was concealing their tender conversation and was likely due to having to leave shortly.
"Anything for you, your highness," Turbo's deep, polite tone oozed all the softness in the world, and it was in these little fleeting moments of ultimate warmth did he find he could sneak by calling Berri 'your highness'; as if the ultimate amount of politeness overrode the fact that she wasn't keen to said title.
"Bo, I... I have something I have to tell you, and I'm nervous to tell you," Berri mumbled, it was here did Turbo feel the sorrow ooze through the phone; he wondered if maybe, just maybe, he could lighten whatever load Berri had by continuing the uplift of jokes and positivity.
"...You're breaking up with me, aren't you," Turbo mumbled in teasing sorrow, and with great success, Berri blurt a hard laugh and began to mutter soft notions of annoyance to Turbo, though he pressed on with a wide smile, "It's fine, it's fine. I'M FINE. I get it. It's my hair, I know..."
"Yeah, your hair is too chaotic for me, I just can't do it anymore, wow," Berri rolled with it, a giggling mess, it was clear she needed this conversation. Turbo huffed a soft laugh and relaxed, he cocked an eyebrow and nodded once as he adjusted the phone against his ear.
"Don't be nervous, babe, you can tell me everything. We're adults here," Turbo's deep, comforting, intoxicating voice reverberated through Berri's skull, a skill she was certain was doomed to kill her with adoration.
"W-Well, we... We got signed to go on tour," Berri staggered nervously, she shook her head and tucked her silky, straight blue hair behind her ears, "I-I WAS going to maybe sit you down and break it to you tonight, but we just had a huge interview with the news and-"
"Y-You WHAT? Berri that's AWESOME!" Turbo barked as he stiffened his spine and sat up in riled, whole entire excitement, "You're going to tour around Arcade?!"
"... Y-Yeah! I-I... Was ENTIRELY certain you'd take this negatively," Berri choked a nervous laugh and was beside herself in surprise.
"What? Why would this be a bad thing? That's AWESOME news!" Turbo hurried to encourage, he gestured his hand out and shook his head in bewildered excitement, "It's everything you've wanted, Bear, how many shows are you signed for?"
"Thirteen," Berri grit her teeth, she huffed a hard giggle and shook her head, "O-Our last show is in Arcadia Station... Can you believe it?"
"Holy shit, that's so awesome," Turbo huffed honestly, he shook his head and aimlessly peered out his huge bay windows, "Why did you think I'd take that poorly, Bear? This is the best news ever."
Berri sagged her shoulders and felt an incredible switch up, a strange sense of maybe letting her worries get away from her, and with such a warm reception from Turbo, she felt her sorrows immediately sag to the wayside. The rush to be the best she could ever be assured her that Turbo was entirely on her team, whether it benefited him or not. She smiled down to her feet and tucked her phone a little tighter to her ear, a weird, giddy switch up she wasn't prepared for.
"I-It... Just means long spans of time we'd be apart, I guess," Berri nearly whispered, she bashfully peered about the empty conference room she had slipped away to, inside the arena's tiers of office areas their first show would be in.
"Well... Sure," Turbo mumbled in understanding, he shrugged and continued to let his fingers stroke Chester's velvety snout and bridge of his long, wolf-like nose, "I mean... You'll come back periodically, won't you?"
"Yeah, there will be some shows that are in Game Central, so I'll be around," Berri assured with a shrug, though she heaved a shaky breath and felt tears sting her eyes, "I'm... Really going to miss you."
"...I'll miss you too, believe me," Turbo mumbled bashfully, he felt a grin sprawl his face in secretive scheming, "Y'think... You maybe can sneak away, sometimes? Come... Stay with me? I won't tell anyone you're in Sugar Rush."
Berri bit the edge of her pointer finger in mind-numbing contemplation, the fact that she was actually considering it all, she heaved a shaky giggle and shrugged.
"You know I can't say no to that, Bo," Berri staggered a small laugh and shook her head, she held her hand to her forehead and messily pressed her fingers through her lovely blue hair, "Turbo, I... I can't possibly sneak away, people would know where I was going."
"Oh, you mean fans would notice you?" Turbo wondered, Berri huffed a small noise of agreeing, though Turbo heaved a soft sigh and looked off in contemplation, "Well... You could very easily create an alter-ego. You can ask your dad all about that one."
"... Wait, what?" Berri huffed a confused giggle and almost didn't believe Turbo, here.
"Yeah, he used to hide his identity when him and your mother were first dating," Turbo nonchalantly continued on, information he garnered in much, much darker times, "He switched his hair color to black and went by 'Zane'. You could easily do the same thing... We could even hang out in the city, no one would know it's you."
Berri long blinked in confusion, as if she was just struck by lightning, an atom bomb went off in her brain. After about ten seconds of silence, Turbo huffed a shaky chuckle and adjusted the phone on his ear, for clarity.
"Come back to Arcade, Bear," Turbo staggered a hard laugh, to which Berri huffed a shaky giggle and hugged her arm about her middle in wistful delight, how badly she wanted to do a twirl, a romantic gesture she was certain was due to the swarm of butterflies that lined her stomach.
"W-We could totally do that," Berri whispered with a bashful, excited giggle.
"Why don't you pick a day to come over to my house, before you go on this tour of yours," Turbo daringly grinned as he sagged back into his couch, once more, "I'll set you up with a disguise... Whenever you need to escape, you have your out, you have my number, and... You know where my front door is."
Berri grinned and lulled her eyes closed, she could swear her heart was about to explode, and with everything she was feeling, she was entirely certain that every negative thought she had, about telling Turbo about touring, was now something she never had to worry about ever again. A weight lifted, she was certain she could fly to the moon. She bit her lip and hugged herself in giddy delight, she scoured her brain for the next time she could meet up with Turbo.
"I'll text you," Berri quietly assured, they both were all smiles, "You're... The best."
"That title goes to you, doll," Turbo's velvety voice soaked her soul in goodness, she clutched her heart and heaved a shaky breath of wistful, adoring delight.
As the two hung up the call, Turbo grinned in almost devious joy and eyed Chester, he waggled his eyebrows in cheesy, cocky cuteness and shrugged his masculine shoulders.
"The princess may be in another castle, but no one said she was trapped there," Turbo mumbled in delight, and it was with this bout of cockiness did he eagerly thumb to his and Gunner's brand new text box, he knew to keep this roll of dominance going, no matter what; a challenge he was certain Gunner wasn't even prepared for.
Black : You're welcome. I've sworn to protect Sugar Rush's royalty. If one blue hair on my princess is so much as bent, I have no problem going Turbo, once more. Good luck.
