Reviews :

Nikki Firesong : That's true. Aw, I'm glad you feel that way. Thank you so much! Turbo just doesn't want to mess up his chance so he's doing anything and everything to make sure she's satisfied lol

faolan1230 : Aww wow, that's an OLD call back. I definitely wasn't referring to that, but it definitely could be applicable here haha. Thank you!

Burgie : I'm glad you feel that way! Turbo's walking on eggshells hahaha


Song Listened To :

Remember You by Conro

A Yearning for the Sky by Gareth Coker (first half of the song)


*Chapter 155*

"Please, explain this to me again, I'm DESPERATELY trying to be open minded, here," Lash grunted as he finally pushed himself to a proper sit. He flinched as Turbo's figure brushed past him, both boys were situated in Turbo's sunny bedroom, and although it was a casual Monday, Turbo almost nervously began to tidy his bedroom. He ruffled his dusty hair in a nearby mirror and took a second to attempt to tidy any mild imperfections on the skin of his face, all in erratic nervousness. Lash scoffed a laugh, waggled his hand and urgently shook his head, "Damn, man, it's a CASUAL HANGOUT. You look fine, I doubt Berri will be suddenly scrutinizing your every single move, man. Lay off."

"I don't know what's come over me," Turbo mumbled in the dregs of a long, hot sigh, his deep voice reverberated against the glass of the mirror he was close up on, though he finally rolled his gold eyes, stepped away and straightened his casual tank top; a white, lazy shirt with a thick red stripe down the middle, his infamous design, "It's like a spell. I'm warning you, don't ever fall in love. You'll start doing shit you had no clue was inside you."

"You didn't have any of these feelings with Libby all that time ago?" Lash wondered curiously, to which Turbo avoided eye contact and vanished into his bathroom, around the bend, though his voice was still heard as he shyly pressed on to his little brother.

"I did, it just... Was all so quick, I didn't have time to swallow it all," Turbo muttered, though at a volume that could still be heard. Lash raised his eyebrows in a curious press, leaned forward a little and stared down the gape of his opened bathroom door, "We only knew each other for one night before our codes were one. After all that nonsense, there's not many surprises left. Not that that's a bad thing, it just... I don't know..."

"How long have you known Berri now?" Lash wondered, and though there was a small gap of silence, Lash finally rolled his eyes the second he heard the toilet flush. Upon waiting for Turbo to finish his business, the bathroom's sink faucet finally cut and Turbo emerged with a hand towel idly drying his grey hands. He heaved a long, hard sigh, looked down, and finally hooked his nervous, shy eyes to Lash's.

"It's awkward, but since she was a baby," Turbo muttered, "I only ever really saw her maybe once or twice in the year of her childhood. As an adult? I've known her maybe a month before her first birthday."

"Yikes, man," Lash grit his teeth and blurt a hard laugh, and though Turbo was previously phased, he shrugged Lash's comment off his shoulder, folded the hand towel he used and turned his bathroom light off.

"I don't really care about it any longer," Turbo mumbled with a small smile, "We're both adults. She's an incredible woman and I'm honored to even so much as KNOW her."

"Bizarre you haven't swapped codes with her yet, due to your track record," Lash muttered, though he jolted to a stand the second Turbo looked as if he was prepared to leave his bedroom and ease into the main rooms of his home. Just like he thought, Lash quickly tailed after Turbo once his figure hurried out of his bedroom. Lash choked a small laugh and tried to keep up with Turbo's anxious figure, "Don't you like... WANT to swap codes with Berri? What's the hold up? Well, rather... What's the desire, there? I've never understood."

"I can't explain it to someone whose never experienced it, man," Turbo muttered, he knew exactly where this conversation was going.

"Well... Pretend you're talking to Berri," Lash shrugged as both men eased into the kitchen, and although Turbo looked as if he was en route to busying himself with another cleaning chore, he cocked an eyebrow, slowed his roll, shot his little brother a cheeky grin and hovered amidst their now becoming fragile conversation. Lash shrugged and halted his footwork as both men finally faced each other, though he cupped his hands to his chin and began to bat his eyelashes, as if to pretend to be incredibly girly, "Pretend I'm... Sugar Rush's cute, innocent, virgin princess. Explain to me how this works Turbo-senpai!"

"You done?" Turbo quipped, he held fast to a dull, annoyed smile.

"TEACH ME!" Lash thrusted his hands to his chest and finally blurt a loud, hearty laugh, one of which Turbo couldn't resist joining in on any longer.

"I don't know, man, explaining that to Berri would be a lot easier than explaining it to YOU," Turbo choked in still smiling irritation.

"Why, cause it would eventually LEAD to something?" Lash muttered, Turbo shrugged and bobbed a nod.

"Who knows, hopefully?" Turbo left it open ended, he desperately did what he could to remain nonchalant all while fervently protecting Berri's character, "It's a mix of thought stream, of coding, of... SELF. Everything that person knows, suddenly you know. You gain their gamer powers and vice versa. You literally become one unit of coding. A magical experience. Hopefully, one day, you'll understand."

"Ehh, I'm... Cool with the idea of sex, but swapping codes?" Lash wrinkled his nose and shook his head, "I'll stick with the code blocking technique."

"Ho, dude, good luck, then," Turbo raised his eyebrows and heaved a hard laugh, "Your balls will hate you."

"Wait, what?" Lash furrowed his brow in hard, uneducated confusion, though Turbo raised his hands in sheepish delight, as if to playfully wash his hands clean of this conversation.

"I know nothing," Turbo smiled innocently, though both men flinched in gentle surprise the second Turbo's massive wall of a front door slid open. The first being to eagerly welcome themselves inside was none other than Chester's bumbling figure.

"TURBO," Chester's deep voice barked in boyish delight, Turbo perked up and beamed a wide, neverending smile as Chester's fumbling paws did what they could to grip to his matte grey tiles, "I missed you!"

"Hey, bud, I missed you too," Turbo stated with a great deal of warmth, and as Berri, Wren and Theo slowly came filing in after Chester's heavy, fast tirade of excitement, Lash jolted in surprise and urgently gestured out to the group.

"Sh-she literally HAS A KEY... TO YOUR HOUSE!" Lash uttered in a high pitch whine of smiling confusion, though Turbo choked a laugh as Chester did his usual show of affection, face and snout shoved firmly into Turbo's front and center. Turbo urgently pet and ruffled the top of Chester's furry head and ears while Chester did everything he could to shower his favorite TurboTime guy with love. Turbo finally cocked an eyebrow and shot Lash a confused look of smiling glee, to which Berri, Wren and Theo finally eased up with slow footwork, casual demeanors and easy smiles.

"Uh yeah? She's my girlfriend," Turbo defended gently, "She's actually had a key for a LONG time, now."

"It's been since New Years, I believe," Berri eased with a smile as she crossed her arms, "What're you boys up to?"

"Oh, we're just talking about you and Turbo swapping codes," Lash stated plainly, and although Turbo felt his heart jolt in whole entire surprise, he almost shot Berri a dull look of casual annoyance, as if this hot topic didn't have to be so scary, nor did it have to be anything that anyone else had control of.

"Ah yeah?" Berri chimed in authoritative delight as she tilted her head up, narrowed her gaze and peered to Lash down the bridge of her nose, "Why don't you tell me why you think that's any of your business?"

"I-I... I guess it's not, we just-"

"I know, full well, Turbo didn't initiate that conversation, and whatever was said was likely you attempting to pour gasoline on the fire whilst poor Turbo tried to stamp it out," Berri eased in energetic, cute delight; she shrugged her bare shoulders, and it was here did everyone hone their attention to their future Queen as she slowly began to press closer to Lash in deathly, awakened delight. Turbo raised his eyebrows in cute surprise and eyed her in warmth, she wore a casual, dark grey tank top and a comfortable pair of white sweat pants that cuffed at her ankles. With a thick, dark blue racing stripe down her thighs, she looked ready for an easy going day of potential, lazy adventures wherever her group would take her to. She gently tucked her long, glorious blue hair behind her ears and began to press into Lash's bubble with a show of almost sisterly dominance, the blue fire in her eyes raged with smiling, Queenly delight, "If you really want to get an idea of what a code swap is like, then all you have to do is ask."

Before Lash could question her, Berri gently reached out, cued her glorious silver coding and grappled Lash's lower arm. In a jolt of searing, uncooperative electricity, Berri's and Lash's coding buzzed in a glitching show of rose-gold honeycombs and grid lines, something that nearly shocked the pants right off of Lash. Just as soon as she initiated the spark, she gently eased her hand away and ceased activity. Lash urgently panted through his nose and now looked entirely humbled as he peered into Berri's eyes, in whole shock. Purely speechless, the golden glow in his eyes dimmed to that of reserved shyness, to which Turbo, Wren and Theo eagerly looked on in unadulterated shock. Turbo's warm house lights flickered with the small bout of chaos, though the second everything reverted to normal, Berri shrugged and looked entirely unfazed. She shook her head and long-blinked in anticipatory wait.

"Well? Everything you ever thought it'd be? Got a shred of useful information lobbed into your brain, there?" Berri chimed with an unwavering smile and demeanor; Turbo crossed his masculine arms and beamed a smug, proud smile as Berri hovered over Lash's now shivering existence.

"I-I f-feel... Exposed," Lash's voice crackled in smiling nervousness as he nearly shrunk into himself, though it was here did Berri lean in close and huff a conclusion to the grey skin on his face.

"Oh do you?" Berri nearly whispered, everyone held their breath to continue to hear Berri's scheming, sisterly demands in Lash's shaking presence, "Now how about you imagine how Turbo and I feel, right now."

Frozen, Lash only dart his eyes to Turbo's in a shred of curious nervousness. Everyone remained still in contemplation, though Lash flinched and brought his nervous gaze back to Berri's as she so softly and sweetly carried on.

"Why don't you leave the swapping to the code experts, my love," Berri tenderly laid Lash in his grave, to which he somehow felt weird complying to.

"That stuff's personal," Chester's deep voice mumbled, though Lash largely flinched as Chester had made his way around Turbo's kitchen island and to Lash's backside. The brunt of Chester's wet dog nose gently nudged into the back of Lash's elbow; although Chester was typically wary of strangers, Berri knew to take Chester's opinion to heart. The fact that Chester's easy demeanor was light and happy, around Lash, assured her that she didn't have too much to worry about; a mild bout of wrangling this lost and chaotic soul desperately needed.

"Yeah, didn't you and Throttle get into it because of this topic?" Wren wondered cheekily, he side-eyed Lash with a smile and waggled his fingers, "You understand that you and I are technically code-related, now, right?"

"Yeah, I'm still trying to figure that one out," Lash muttered in humbled curiosity, his face washed clear of any teasing, mean-spirited antics, "I just have a lot of questions."

"Well, why don't I sit you down later tonight and we can have THE TALK," Turbo muttered in a deep, fatherly tone as he waggled his finger in Lash's direction; everyone eased into knowing laughter, Berri finally eased out of Lash's bubble and relaxed her hip against Turbo's dark marbled kitchen island.

"For User's SAKE I know how it WORKS," Lash argued in now rising fervor, he choked an embarrassed laugh as the group began to relax. Lash finally began to ruffle his hand to the top of Chester's head, which was gently bowed and awaiting further pets, "Just the whole... Code swapping nonsense, it's just... Guh."

"Something to come to terms with," Wren shrugged, "You'll understand when you're older."

"Alright, dude, gotta bubble you," Turbo mumbled with a smile as everyone finally eased out of laughter, though Lash perked up in sorrowful dread and peered to Turbo in urgent confusion.

"WHAT? C'mon, man, y'can't just let your girlfriend come at me like that and then abandon me," Lash playfully argued as he gestured to Berri, though Turbo inhaled a deep breath and tried to curb his annoyance.

"Okay, one, I don't control her. Two, she has a name, and three," Turbo held up his fingers, he froze in suspense and eased a cheeky, boyish smile as everyone hovered in wait, "Yes I can."

"Damn," Theo choked a laugh and looked down, Berri eased a smug smile and looked off to Turbo's tidy, sunny living room, as well as the glorious, familiar view out his windows.

"You REALLY can't bring me along? This sucks," Lash genuinely complained, and it was here did Berri soften and peer to Lash in a rise of sorrow. Although she wasn't going to switch up her game and potentially insist he come with the five on their adventures, outside of the safety of Turbo's loft, she long-blinked in the feelings of a softened heart and put a pin in the idea. The desperation in Lash's eyes, the desire to at least attempt to be welcomed to the public, once more, Lash finally peered to Berri in mild desperation, causing Berri's idle gaze to sharpen, "Where are you guys even going?"

"We're going to spend the day practicing my powers," Turbo mumbled innocently, "I've... Been practicing, otherwise, I just want to show the gang my progress, and practice my powers with a larger group. We're going to be all about the area, I don't think... Zed would appreciate... Well..."

"Whatever, it's fine," Lash mumbled, and although his nervous eyes dragged about the tight-knit friend and family group before him, he wondered if he would ever fit back in. They all peered back at him with a shred of feeling potentially stumped, as if they were conflicted on just what to do. Although this gave Lash hope, he was well aware Zed's ultimate word would win out, and having Lash given the ability to roam free with the gang would likely not go over well. Lash heaved a hot sigh through his nose and tried to seem as if he wasn't pressed, he raised his hand, shook his head and lulled his eyes closed, "I guess... Tell me all about it once you guys come home."

"We always do," Berri mumbled gently, although a twinge of annoyance coat her voice, she still gave Lash an apologetic look and shrugged, "It won't be forever."

"Y'sure?" Lash retort softly, almost seriously, though as Turbo pulled up the remote access to the code room, via his phone, he cocked an eyebrow and gave Lash a wide, cheeky smile.

"That's exactly what I always told you when I told you we'd find Libby again. I said this wouldn't be forever," Turbo quickly retort, immediately thwarting any form of argument Lash could think about forming. Lash looked down and bobbed a soft nod of defeated humility, "And, here we are... Berri's right. It won't be forever."

"Alright, go on, at least I can call y'all and annoy the piss outta yah," Lash barked in smiling irritation as he waggled his hand.

"Got that right," Berri choked a laugh, and as everyone else joined in laughter, Turbo diligently pressed the finalized button to bubble Lash; his red honeycombs suddenly swarmed his tangible body and flickered in a show of light until he was sealed away and vanished for good.

"HOKAY, that wasn't awkward at all," Turbo stated in a refreshed voice of pitched sarcasm, he raised his eyebrows and gave Theo, Berri, Wren and Chester a kind, renewed smile, to which he almost apologetically sagged to cute embarrassment, "Sorry, for... Well..."

"He's not good with social cues," Wren chimed, he crossed his arms, "As much as I'd love to be besties with my other future brother in law, maybe, uh... He'll be last on the list, for now."

"'Till he gets his act together," Theo mumbled as he eyed Berri with a knowing smile.

"Y'know, the isolation wasn't good to either of us," Turbo held his hands out and chuckled, "We both, well... Handled it very differently. While I took time to center myself and attempt to not go bat-shit insane with trapped, swapped coding, he, well... Pretended to be King of the world and now doesn't know how to censor himself."

"God love him," Berri shrugged, everyone eased into soft laughter.

"Maybe one day we can all kumbaya but, for now," Wren shrugged, though everyone expectantly and excitedly peered to Turbo in a cute, pin-prickled way of understanding, "We're yours, for the day."

Turbo sagged his shoulders and eased the group a smile. The sunny glow about everyone, as well as his home, Turbo softened and relished this moment. For the first time in months, he had his four best friends right before him, available, free for the whole day, not a single responsibility to drag them away from him. He almost felt bittersweet tears form in his eyes, the wave of remembrance he had from previous 'no responsibility' hangouts they used to have. How desperately he missed these days, and as his golden eyes softly sagged from one person to the next, he took note of how sharp, aged and mature each person, before him, had gotten. Dewy, intelligent gazes now so full of life experience and wisdom, the previous image he had of these three youngsters before him held much heavier, naive expressions, nervous eyes, ruffled unkept hair, Turbo lulled his eyes closed finally and relished in the weight of this tight circle of family he had commandeered. The image before him now of proud members of society, beautiful features, sharp intuition, Turbo felt honored to be in their presence. He sagged his hands into his jean's front pockets, heaved a conclusory sigh and smiled down to his feet.

"It feels so good to hear you say that," Turbo mumbled sorrowfully, to which Berri, Wren and Theo now almost sadly peered to each other in warm understanding.

"Bo," Berri cooed softly, to which Wren inhaled a deep breath and shook his head.

"This touring nonsense really has robbed us of proper hang out time," Wren eased in knowing, he caught eyes with Turbo and gave him an apologetic smile, "But... Where we can make time, it becomes all the more special, y'know?"

"And, as you just said... It won't be forever," Theo cutely eased with great intellect, he eyed Turbo with soft knowing and relished in the way everyone fell silent and absorbed every single word being uttered, here and now.

"Thanks, guys," Turbo sighed, he shook his head and nervously glanced in Berri's direction, "One day it won't be so hard."

"One day, when?" Berri muttered in brewing irritation, to which Theo and Wren were well aware this could quickly turn into a feud.

"Alright, no fighting today, just fun," Wren flagged his hand as Turbo shot Berri an almost sad look of nervous understanding.

"I'm not fighting," Berri defended in a high pitch tone of innocence, she raised her hands and only just barely got away with said notion due to cutting said impending argument right here, at the quick.

"You two kiss and make up, no tension today, c'mon," Theo urged as he gently nudged Berri's shoulder, though both Berri and Turbo caught eyes in shy cuteness.

"Because you guys are so adamant about Turbo and I somehow physically proving to you two that we're dating, I'm going to make it harder on you and BET you that neither of you will ever see Turbo and I kiss," Berri rushed with girly delight, right on the coattails of her Queenly dominant stance with Lash, not minutes prior. Wren, Theo and Turbo urgently peered to her, though each guy held a different aura of tension, "I don't like PDA anyways, so... The most you'll get out of Turbo and I is a high five and a hug. Kapiche?"

Turbo gently raised his hand for a high five, to which Berri firmly adhered to in the form of a loud slap of their hands. Turbo choked a laugh, shook his head and smiled to Wren and Theo with apology.

"You heard the lady," Turbo mumbled, and although he wasn't too opposed to public displays of affection, he almost felt relieved, as if this took a weight off of their friend group and held healthy boundaries.

"Will you at least tell us how long you two have been in cahoots? Cause we KNOW it hasn't only been THREE DAYS," Wren argued with a laugh as everyone eased up.

"Try three months," Chester's deep, bellowing, unfamiliar voice mumbled; everyone easily shot him looks of incredulous disbelief and blurt out into laughter.

"We had our first kiss awhile ago and that's ALL I'm going to reveal, now can we DROP it?" Berri laughed, she tidied her hair in a flustered way and peered to Turbo in urgency, as if to ask for help, "It's not the world's business, sheesh, everyone is so nosey."

"You're a celebrity, get used to it," Wren muttered in retort, though he eyed Berri and knew, full well, in the secrecy of their intimate, girly talks that surely Wren could privately ease more information out of her, "Fine then, tell us, Turbo what you have in store for us today."

"Business, as usual," Turbo's becoming confident, powerful, masculine voice eased over the group in a solitary cloak of goodness, something Berri nearly fluttered her eyelashes to in girly desire. Turbo gently began to press out of the loose group, inside of his kitchen, and to the more open, ambiguous area of his grey, matte tiles. An area that was sprawling, in between his kitchen, dining area and the steps down to his carpeted living space. He turned about, faced everyone with a smile and met eyes with each curious creature that tailed him like submissive wolves to a pack leader. Turbo held out his arms and inhaled a deep breath, "Though, you guys wouldn't know that. I'm never with you."

"Come off of it, already," Wren barked with a hard laugh as he was first to approach Turbo; he gave him a brotherly nudge of a swat on his upper arm and, although both boys wobbled slightly, they came to correction in a show of cute smiles, the air was filled with sunny banter, something Theo, Berri and Chester sagged deeper into.

"For the past few tours you guys have been on, I've been here, diligently practicing my own core powers," Turbo smiled, he held out his palms for instruction, though everyone hovered in cute, anticipatory wait, "I'm getting good... With ease, I can back track a whole day. I mean, a few months ago, I couldn't even go back fifteen minutes."

"So... You PHYSICALLY time travel, but the world around you just keeps on," Theo wondered as he gestured his hand a little, though he nervously glanced down to Turbo's open palm, just what powers lay underneath his beautiful grey skin, no one knew entirely.

"Right... Something I've been working on is including everyone in my bubble, as well," Turbo braved, and as he gestured for everyone to come in close, they nervously and quickly did so.

Berri curiously peered to Turbo with a proud, incredulous gaze, she watched as everyone, including Chester, came in tight. Turbo lulled his golden, glowing eyes shut, inhaled a deep breath through his nose, expanded his broad chest and skillfully cued his incredible powers. Berri flinched as the wind suddenly whisked about them, and with a great amount of grace and agility, Turbo was successful in getting his entire little group teleported to the roof of his tower, the outdoor abode where only Turbo, Berri and Chester had gone. Berri flinched as the near-summer sun smiled down on them, her pupils tightened in a draw as she peered about and felt her heart surge. She quickly recalled the last time her and Turbo were up here, they endured the tower's first rain storm, as well as their very first kiss. Berri flinched once more the second Wren and Theo now boyishly began to loudly whoop with excitement, they peered to Turbo in unadulterated surprise.

"Holy CRAP let's go again!" Theo urged as he grappled Turbos upper arm, jostled him and finally looked about Turbo's glorious tower top.

"I don't think I've ever been up here," Wren hissed in bewildered delight as him and Theo now began to slowly make their way to the very edge, the higher railing of the tower's incredible sixty-four floor drop.

Berri raised her eyebrows in windswept delight and watched as Turbo proudly joined them, alongside Chester. As her beautiful blue hair whipped about, she watched Turbo move through the sunlight that kissed his matte grey skin, the muted yellow of his eyes scanned his territory, the whole of Orion City. A beautiful, sprawling, eclectic city full of sweet and sour delight, she shone underneath the morning sun. The five softly pressed to the railing, though Berri fixated her gaze to the Kingly individual next to her. A being of incredible purpose and strength, yet an immovable force of unending softness and love, she felt her heart swell with a swirl of regret and relief. How fervently she continued to kick herself for not falling into Turbo's grasp sooner, though how relieved she was now to finally be at this rare individual's side. His fierce, protective gaze sprawled upon his domain far below, a sense of overflowing pride and ownership he was very obviously confident in, Berri only finally noticed she had been idly clutching her heart in an overflow of girly desire. She finally huffed a breath, cleared her throat and straightened her shirt. She flinched as Turbo's deep voice pierced the rushing wind, something Sugar Rush could hardly even begin to try to contain.

"I'm nervous to try this whole endeavor with a whole group, like such, but... I have to start somewhere," Turbo stated to the group with a small, knowing smile, "Hope you guys are up for the ride."

"Hell yeah," Theo urged with a very adamant sting of adventurous excitement, something that very easily remained glued to the group of best friends.

"Just so long as I don't get lost in some weird time warp, or something crazy," Wren choked in bewildered nervousness as him and Turbo shared a laugh.

"I've even been trying to get Chester comfortable with the idea of flying," Turbo braved as he looked over his shoulder, his eyes glossed Berri with sweetness and finally hooked to Chester's figure.

"I'll open my wings," Chester barked in cute, nervous irritation, though with his statement, he ironically tucked his beautiful, tightly wound wings more snug to his fluffy, lithe body. His incredible orange and blue colors popped underneath Sugar Rush's beautiful sunshine, "Nothing more!"

"Wow, Chessy, progress," Berri muttered in smiling sarcasm, to which Chester chuffed a hard breath out his snout and flattened his ears in boyish defiance. Berri opened her mouth to continue talking, though she double-took in surprise as to just what she saw beyond Chester's figure. She dropped her teasing notions and gestured out to the rest of the sprawling tower top, one that Turbo had successfully made homey, in a strange way, "Hey, wait a second... I didn't know you had a POOL up here?"

"Oh, yeah," Turbo chirped in excitement, he gestured over to a very massive, rectangular divide in the tower. Although his pool was all set up, it was tightly sealed over the top. Surrounding it was a comfortable lounge area, and further down the straight of the sealed off pool looked to be a smaller, covered, romantic-looking nook, possibly meant to have a waterfall curtain for added privacy, though everything was turned off. Turbo rested his hand to his broad chest and smiled to his friends, "I figured, hey... Summer is upon us. I know there's always the possibility of being able to swim at the palace, but, I figured I'd make a second getaway for those that want to escape palace grounds."

"Uh, YEAH, count me in," Berri raised her hand in girlish excitement, though she cocked an eyebrow and peered to Turbo in sweet, scheming curiosity; she opened her mouth to kindly test Turbo, here, though Theo cut her off.

"I second that," Theo barked.

"Third," Wren chimed as he crossed his arms and eyed Turbo in grateful excitement.

"What other surprises do you have up your sleeve?" Berri wondered in sassy, girly authority as she put her hands on her hips and shook her head, though Turbo shrugged, held out his hands, once more, and looked about his group of friends.

Turbo chuckled and trailed his confident aura with a quip of boyish warmth, "Why don't we find out?"