Reviews :

Burgie : Aww wow, thank you so much! That means a lot to me.

faolan1230 : True. He's got Taffyta's coding, after all xD

Nikki Firesong : He's definitely taking the slow and steady role seriously, something that eventually drives Berri nuts, but for now, they're both sort of just feeling it out slowly. As if I haven't prolonged the two for long enough haha. Thank you for your kind words!

Snake557 : Yep! :) Thank you!


Song Listened To :

Luma Pools by Gareth Coker


*Chapter 157*

"Tell me, friend," Wren's deep, cute voice pressed with a lilt of warm knowing. Both him and Turbo pressed on through the golden grass, out of earshot of Berri, Theo and Chester. As both men fell into step with each other, Turbo bashfully raised his eyebrows, kept his head down and softly peered to Wren out of the corner of his eye. The smile Wren donned, the bob of knowing, Turbo was well aware they both were secretively on the same page. Although Turbo felt confident this would now be a smooth, quick conversation, he almost wanted to warp the two into a frozen bubble of time stood still, to relish in this sweet moment. A brotherly friendship the both began to comfortably sag into, Turbo was well aware Wren was due to becoming a very solid figure in his life. However slow and steady it was, Turbo hovered in Wren's sunny, loving, sassy aura as he cutely pressed on, "You call the King of Sugar Rush your father and zip us right to the base of Ralph and Vanellope's romantic cross-striped tree..."

"All signs point North," Turbo's grumbly voice teased, they kept their conversation quiet and were thrilled to hear Berri, Theo and Chester loudly laugh and bicker, far ahead of them.

"You've clearly covered your bases when it comes to approval and rings," Wren started tenderly, "From Knight to Prince to King... It's clear who you're appointing as Queen."

"Blue," Turbo eased in cute knowing with a nod, his golden eyes pierced the golden plain and landed on Berri's beautiful blue hair, a gem of a bride he was hoping would one day come to fruition.

"Y'got a lot of colors to choose from, for the people who would ultimately surround you... White, grey, green," Wren started with a small chuckle and a shrug, and although Turbo furrowed his eyebrows in tender confusion, both boys caught eyes in sweetness as Wren carried on with as much humility as possible, "...Do I qualify some sort of formal interview for the position of your right hand man?"

Turbo raised his eyebrows and now quickly gathered what this was suddenly all about. Wren's dewy, though fierce gaze gently peered into Turbo's soul in tender question. They pressed on through the grass with locked eyes of brotherly understanding, though Turbo finally scoffed a small, incredulous laugh and looked down to his feet. Stunned that he even was now in this position, where he'd be honored a group of men and women to be his team, to be at his hands, Turbo bugged his eyes, bobbed a nod and inhaled a deep, shaky breath of full realization. He quickly had to remove the fact that not only would he be gaining Berri as a bride, as an eventual queen, though also a dozen other people underneath him and at the ready. Turbo quickly scanned potential men to be his right hand men, though the one that Turbo would put at the very tippy top of that list was fortunately the man hovered a foot from him, in rhythm with his footsteps, in total sync with the path Turbo was paving. Turbo finally long-blinked in understanding and gave Wren a sweet, humble smile, full of gratitude.

"Of course you do," Turbo's deep voice pressed, and although he had stature over Wren, as one of Sugar Rush's Knights, he raised his eyebrows, alongside a smug, closed-mouth smile and gave Wren a sneaky side eye, his dominant air now playfully hovered over Wren even further, "We can even so much as start the interview process right now. Why don't you tell me a bit about why you think you'd be qualified to be at my right hand, once I'm eventually King?"

"Well, first off, I'd like to make clear that no proposal planning should happen without my consultant," Wren smartly listed, he so easily reversed the air of dominance so that it hovered in his favor, though he was well aware it'd probably only be temporary, "I'm sure you were going to talk with me about it, anyhow? You're not only marrying my little cousin, but she's my best friend... I consider her a sister."

"I was due to having a really important talk with Ralph and Zed, this coming Sunday," Turbo mumbled down to his feet with a smile, he finally shot Wren a teasing glower, though his grin remained, "You were next on the list, dude. I'm sorry, but I think Berri's father and grandfather should get my attention first and foremost. As well as Ace."

"Okay, you're off the hook for that," Wren muttered with a bashful smile as he looked off, though his smile only broadened as Turbo blurt a boyish laugh and nudged Wren's shoulder, "I'd be qualified to be at your right hand because... Although I don't talk much about it, I've had a wonderful example, my whole life... Just what it takes to be a, well... Guardian angel, for lack of better words."

"Rancis is a good man," Turbo's deep voice softly assured, he looked forward and was thrilled to see that Berri, Theo and Chester continued to keep a far distance, they joked and laughed as they pressed on, "He's done well for Sugar Rush, and for Ralph, when he was King. I share that honor with him, now, but I know he could easily do it all singlehandedly. I'm sure you'd definitely follow in his footsteps."

"Not only that, but, in case it's not clear," Wren started as he laid his hand ot his broad chest, he gave Turbo a cheeky grin and waggled his eyebrows, "I have all of Throttle's timeless wisdom."

"Ho boy," Turbo huffed, both boys loudly laughed as Turbo scrunched his eyes shut and shook his head, "I guess you're not wrong!"

"I'm never wrong," Wren chimed as he pointed, "You can ask Throttle, he'd agree."

"I bet he would," Turbo mumbled in the trail of their laughter, he shook his head and sagged in Wren's loving, palpable presence.

"I'd keep your feet on the ground, I'm purebred Sugar Rush," Wren started smartly as he gave Turbo a confident, sweet smile, "I have roots in the hierarchy, and although I may not be royalty... I'd still do whatever I could to make you proud."

Turbo raised his eyebrows and softened his gaze into Wren's eyes, their boyish conversation gently waved in and out of seriousness, though as Turbo hovered in Wren's sweetness, he could see Wren's cheeky statement, about Throttle's coding, come to fruition, right before his eyes. Somehow crowned with a halo of infinite knowledge, Turbo could see Throttle's own soul somehow emanating from Wren's becoming-intuitive gaze. Turbo knew, full well, he'd be stupid not to have someone as sharp and dedicated, as Wren, by his side, and although he hadn't yet thought about these tiny details, outside of the woman he'd want to end up with, he heaved a shaky breath and was well aware this now encompassed a larger team of dedicated individuals. Turbo finally huffed a soft, quiet breath of a laugh through his nose and long blinked in understanding, his golden eyes glossed aimlessly across Wren's broad chest and clavicles, and just as he was due to opening his mouth and lofting Wren the position, hands down, Wren pointed in cheekiness and beamed a cute smile.

"I also know how to sword fight, believe it or not," Wren rushed, to which Turbo faltered and furrowed his eyebrows.

"You do?" Turbo choked a laugh, Wren bobbed a nod, rolled his eyes and looked off.

"I don't like talking about it," Wren mumbled, "It's... Also been a long time since I've practiced, but... Yeah. My dad taught Penny and I everything we know."

"That's right," Turbo sighed and looked ahead with a nod, he wrinkled his nose and gave Wren a snarky side-eye, "Your new telekinetic powers probably replaced sword fighting, though, huh."

"Ehh... It could, but I'm sure my dad would be really sad if I ever stopped practicing with him, whenever I can," Wren rushed meekly with a shrug, "I like it, anyhow. Good way to get out any anger or frustrations."

"I'd be willing to bet," Turbo's deep voice warmly concluded, and with a gentle bout of silence between both boys, he was well aware Wren was hovered in cute wait. Turbo finally peered back to Wren's shivering, curious eyes and peaked Wren a toothy smile, "So... How soon can you start?"

Wren raised his eyebrows and firmly stabbed his bewildered gaze into Turbo's, and as they held eyes, Turbo finally beamed a wider smile and blurt a laugh as Wren's facial expression sloped from incredulous disbelief to almost smiling annoyance.

"As soon as you're crowned King, my dude, you just say the word," Wren choked a small, happy laugh and looked up to Sugar Rush's wild blue, he looked as light as a feather.

"... I don't need a crown in order to need a right hand man," Turbo mumbled cutely, he eyed Wren and narrowed his gaze, "I clearly need as much help as I can get, I'm a wreck."

"Ho, you will be," Wren grunted with a wide smile he couldn't stifle to save his life.

"Can you start today?" Turbo cheesed, he shrugged and looked about before giving Wren a cute, knowing smile, "A position just opened up."

"I can start right now," Wren chimed in a sassy tone of polite sweetness as he bobbed his head.

"Good deal," Turbo chuckled as he held out his hand, for a handshake, though as Wren eagerly gripped and both men firmly shook, their footwork tenderly slowed.

Although they shook twice, Turbo reached his other hand out and gave Wren a pat on the backside of his shoulder, both boys leaned in to a boyish, quick side hug, though in the hover of their handshake still firmly clenched, Turbo softened and peered down into Wren's eyes with an overflow of brotherly love. With the same fervor dealt from Wren, they both quickly sagged back into each other's tight gravity and welcomed a full, firm embrace. Turbo heaved a small chuckle over the top of Wren's shoulder and squeezed him tight, and with the gentle tug of their strong arms amidst a rather vulnerable show of love and affection, Turbo allowed his eyes to gloss the glorious palace beyond them, an incredible strong hold that would one day be his to care for. He firmly pat Wren's upper back and mumbled him a sweet notion of quiet, bashful secrecy.

"Love you, man," Turbo's deep voice pressed, and with one last squeeze and a few firm pats to each other's upper backs, they slowly sagged out of each other's warm embrace.

"Love you too," Wren mumbled bashfully, and though they both eased away entirely, Wren grunted a startled laugh once Turbo pat his upper arm and gave him a playful shove.

"Now get away from me," Turbo muttered with a playful smile, to which Wren sharply furrowed his eyebrows and nearly gaped with a laugh.

"You GUYS," Berri drawled in teasing, girly delight, "Aw, when's the wedding? I was waiting for you boys to kiss!"

"Very funny," Wren barked as Berri, Theo and Chester finally had turned heel and was due to closing the gap between the two groups, though they had begun doing this the second Wren and Turbo were preoccupied amidst their handshakes and hug.

"What's going on?" Theo wondered with an equally as confused laugh.

"Oh, Wren was just saying how he's with Throttle but really I'm the TurboTime guy he's after," Turbo stated in funny nonchalance; Wren cocked an eyebrow and shot Turbo a teasing look of whole offense.

"Wren, he's mine, back off," Berri teasingly snapped as she crossed her arms, though Turbo threw up his hands and began to walk away from the group.

"You jerk," Wren choked with a wide, playful grin, though Turbo looked over his shoulder and gave Wren a sweet smile of understanding as everyone began to press towards the palace, once more.

"Okay, but what was that really about?" Berri finally mumbled to Turbo as him and Chester began to lead the way; Wren and Theo loudly began to bicker amongst themselves.

"He just wanted dating advice," Turbo eased quietly, him, Berri and Chester were now successfully out of earshot of Theo's and Wren's now louder chattering.

"Day four and you're already handing out dating advice?" Berri sneered as she gave Turbo a sarcastically impressed look, though Turbo opened his mouth to retort, Chester huffed a hard noise of a laugh and successfully nudged the side of his whole skull into Turbo's side, which caused him to falter on his words in a wobble of attempting to catch his footing, "Guess you, well... Did have a relationship before me. Foot in mouth."

"I-it's all good," Turbo chuckled as he finally steadied himself and firmly wrapped his arm and hand about the underside of Chester's jaw as they walked side by side. He firmly cupped his hand around and about the top of Chester's snout, gave the side of Chester's broad, dark nose a few firm smooches and allowed the two to cozy up whilst they walked, "I wouldn't be so quick to be confident about it all, just yet, but considering Throttle's my brother..."

"I was gunna say," Berri included with a shrug, and as the two walked, they eagerly peered to the palace they began to slowly and finally approach. Although they could've easily teleported to it, Berri quite enjoyed the small walk in the sunshine. With the gorgeous spires that glinted against the sun, the lovely palace flags that slowly brisked in the breeze with pride, Berri inhaled a deep breath and silently appreciated her lovely home. In the gentle draw, Turbo gave his adoring gaze to Berri, from the beautiful palace she continued to ogle. He sneakily admired her and smiled a cute, lovestruck little grin of delight, he hung on Berri's every impending word as she inhaled a readied breath and so softly pressed on, "You're really getting good, with those powers, babe. I mean, really good."

"Y'think so?" Turbo pressed with warm humility, he softened and soaked in all of her admiration.

"I know so," Berri chimed as her vivid, near-turquoise eyes pierced his with love and confidence, she bobbed a nod and finally began to sag into his side a little. With the almost seductive draw of her hand into his, they warmly fell into rhythm with each other and intertwined their fingers in a slow sink of desire. She gave him a cute, innocent smile and shrugged her sun-kissed bare shoulders, "I'd like to see how far back you can eventually go, I guess that is until we... Well..."

"... Until we what?" Turbo wondered cutely, he squeezed her hand as the three continued to walk, though Berri shook her head and looked off, her cheeks began to turn red, cueing Turbo into believing she potentially almost got ahead of herself. He raised his eyebrows in now dire, nervous curiosity and gave her a mildly exagerated look of anticipatory wait, "Oh, c'mon, don't leave me hanging, like that, what were you going to say?"

"No, it was... Really forward, just forget it," Berri mumbled with a nervous, reserved smile, and though Turbo huffed a shaky noise of playful annoyance, Chester perked his ears, bared his incredible, scary fangs in a wide smile and uttered a deep notion of no return.

"Until you guys swap codes and have to relearn everything," Chester smoothly grumbled, his deep voice pressed on with confidence, though some vowels and consonants he easily flubbed in a cute, uneducated way.

"That... Yeah," Berri cutely chirped as she tucked her hair behind her left ear and eagerly looked off, though Turbo eyed her in cute delight and tried his hardest to reserve the widest, most playfully annoyed smile.

"You're really cute when you're nervous," Turbo dared sweetly, his deep voice coat her heart like a cloak of comfort, though Chester finally huffed a hard grunt of a noise, lifted his head in irritation, lightly sprawled his wings, raised his hackles and finally did what he could to trot forward and away from the two.

"No more mushiness!" Chester yelled teasingly, to which Turbo and Berri jolted with his reaction and blurt out laughing.

"Bo, what do you mean by that?" Berri giggled nervously as Turbo unravelled their fingers and swung his arm across Berri's little shoulders, he lovingly pulled her into a side hug as the two continued walking.

"It's different, you're usually so upfront with words," Turbo mumbled into the top of her head as he finally eased a small kiss, or two, into her beautiful blue hair. Berri bashfully smiled into the side of Turbo's chest as she wrapped her arm about his thicker body and strong back, she bit her lower lip and watched as Chester continued to aimlessly trot away, in which Turbo pressed on in secretive warmth, "It's sweet to see a different side of you."

"Careful what you wish for," Berri meekly uttered through a bashful smile as she lulled her eyes shut and continued on her pace, next to Turbo, with his guidance, "I'll stop talking altogether."

"Bo, where to next?!" Theo suddenly called from two dozen feet back, to which Turbo stood up a little straighter and eased out of his and Berri's romantic little bubble.

"Sugarbucks?" Turbo suggested with a wide grin, to which Theo loudly agreed.

"You really wanna add caffeine to all this nonsense, Turbo?" Wren called in authoritative snarkiness, to which Turbo shrugged and shot both boys a daring smile.

"Well, sure, why not?" Turbo braved, his grin remained, unabated, "It's not every day we get to faff around and do whatever we want, now, is it?"