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*Chapter 199*

Blue : Hey, mom. I have a question.

Berri bit her lip, allowed her fingers to tap on her phone in soft, unassuming tenderness and let her eyes broaden to the scene before her. A lot later in the evening, a storm had quickly brewed in Sugar Rush's warm, stirring summer air and thunder clapped the sky. Turbo cutely rummaged through a huge pile of messy sheet music in Berri's bedroom, they were both dressed down for the night. Although prepared to potentially sift through her heart and allow it to lead into sweet guitar picking that would lull into a likely stir of lovemaking the two didn't want to verbally touch on, just yet, Berri allowed her curious gaze to get lost in the golden glow of Turbo's eyes, honed tight to the sheet music he patiently read. Berri smiled in soft nostaglia and felt whole, though her brain shifted in agitation at the sheer sight she had been presented with, this morning, the many haunting gazes Turbo was now capable of, she bit her lip and eagerly peered back down to her phone as her and Tessa began to softly volley into a string of texts.

QueenB : Yes, babe, anything. You alright?

Blue : Yeah, I guess... Just a question about coding.

QueenB : Hit me.

Blue : Mom, when you and dad first swapped codes, did you like... Download any of his grief or past trauma?

The conversation fell silent for a moment, though Berri's ears prickled with the sound of Turbo's sweet, tender, deep laughter.

"Aw, babe, your writing is so cute," Turbo eased in lovely, gentlemanly warmth as he grinned and continued to nose through a pile that Berri had warily allowed him to nose through.

"So juvenile, that pile is really old," Berri mumbled bashfully, her phone buzzed.

QueenB : Oh entirely. And what made matters worse is, our first swap included my pregnancy with Ace. We didn't have time to really dive into it all until long after Ace was born, as traumatic of a birth THAT was. But yes, we definitely adopted each other's problems.

QueenB : My love, I am so thrilled you and Turbo finally caved to that union, but good lord, I worry about you both. Turbo has a whole thirty years of very real trauma, and I'm positive your fast-paced life, thusfar, has thrown him a few curveballs. Is everything okay?

Blue : Yeah, he just unfortunately relived the time I nearly died on that train cab, via nightmare, last night. His eyes were glowing turquoise.

QueenB : Whoa turquoise? Has that ever happened?

Blue : I have no clue, he was so terrified, his pupils were all huge and dilate, it was really scary. I felt awful... And, it's gotten easier, but man, the guy has a LOT of stuff going on in his mind. His coding information just NEVER ends. I promise I will never run out of stuff to think about.

QueenB : Oh I believe it lol

"Aw, this one's about Chester as a puppy!" Turbo cutely chimed as he turned over a few pages, "'Orange and blue, orange and blue. Orion City's as big as you.' User, these are adorable."

"You're the only one to think so," Berri mumbled with a shy smile as she typed away at her's and her mother's conversation.

Blue : Mom, is there any way to like... Predict when this crap is gunna happen? Or let it all even out? Turbo's really helped me, as much as he can, and I have for him, but I don't want us to keep being blindsided, like such. He was REALLY shaken up, like tears and everything. It was so sad.

QueenB : Maybe you should try and get a different angle, from someone who has their coding. Like his brothers, have you asked Lash? Or even Wren?

Blue : Yeah, I asked Lash, but... He's just sort of hard to really sit still and express feelings, freely. He got a little uncomfortable and kept cracking jokes. Maybe one day. I asked Wren, I asked Throttle... I have yet to ask uncle Nox or aunt Koko.

QueenB : Babe, I hate to say it, but you're forgetting someone. This someone probably has more information than any of Turbo's brothers or their swap mates.

Blue : Wait, who? Dad?

QueenB : Libby.

"Oh, this one is like... Destroyed, you hated this one, clearly, lookit the mess you made, here," Turbo blurt with a hard chuckle as he held up the messy sheet music, he tossed his happy, carefree, boyish gaze over his shoulder with a wide smile, though it sagged the second he saw Berri's now contemplative, brooding disposition peering down into her phone with a look of cold dread, "Oh, are... Are you okay babe?"

"I'm... Fine, I just..." Berri eased her hand into her bangs, scrunched her shoulders and finally sagged through a hard sigh as she peered to Turbo in nervous sorrow, "I just... This morning has really had me on edge."

"Yeah?" Turbo pressed warily, he tenderly set the sheet music down and honed his whole attention to her, who was across her dimly lit bedroom sat in the middle of her bed. Turbo inhaled a shaky breath, furrowed his brow and shook his head in impending readiness, "What do you need of me? How can I help, here?"

"I... I think we need to go talk to my mom, about this," Berri pressed, to which Turbo nodded in agreeing and long-blinked in the poised, frozen switch up.

"Yes, ma'am, we were going to invite Wren and Throttle, and such? D-Did you want to go now?" Turbo wondered in a rise of soft concern, though Berri shook her head and peered down to her phone, she typed her mother a quick response.

Blue : She's like... The LAST person I want to talk to, about this, but I also just... Want to get it over with, I guess. Is there any way you can maybe mediate, or something? I was going to suggest a small like... Meeting, for this kind of thing, which included Turbo's brothers, but... idk mom idk what to do right now.

QueenB : Okay, well, I'll take the lead here. Why don't you and Turbo meet Libby and I in our home in the next fifteen minutes. It's a comfortable, neutral setting for you three, and I really believe this private of a matter should be better kept in a much smaller group. Would you be okay with this?

"Baby?" Turbo pressed, to which Berri flinched in hot surprise the second she realized Turbo had gotten to his feet and crossed her bedroom without her even realizing. She huffed a shaky breath and bobbed a nervous nod.

"Y-Yeah, my... Mom said to meet her and Libby at her house in fifteen minutes," Berri mumbled warily, "I-Is that okay?"

"...L-Libby? Why Libby?" Turbo wondered in a slump of hot confusion, "Am I in trouble, or something?"

"No, not at all, my mom just... Here," Berri staggered her words and easily handed Turbo her phone, so he could read the conversation Berri and her mother were melted into, and after a few moments of tender scanning, Turbo exhaled a hot sigh through his nose and bobbed a wary nod of agreeing.

"Yeah, I... Guess she's not wrong," Turbo mumbled, "I keep forgetting that Libby has all those intimiate memories of the old version of me. She dealt with this, first hand. Maybe not to the degree YOU are, but... She was there for me, when Turbotime got unplugged. She WOULD be able to give good insight. I didn't even consider, cause... She's my ex, and it just..."

"Feels awkward," Berri mumbled shyly, she hugged herself in the weirdness, she shook her head and gave Turbo a wary frown, "I get... Oddly jealous. I don't like thinking about it."

"I don't blame you at all," Turbo eased innocently, he shrugged and looked off, "If it helps, just remember that Kaji simply only has the MEMORIES of us. She's not genuinely Libby. She's just Libby's structure, but with such a different upbringing, soul, personality. She's married with two children. I know you're not worried about her having feelings for me, right?"

"No, I guess you're right, I just... Is it weird that I'm becoming protective and jealous? I don't like it," Berri muttered darkly as Turbo cautiously handed back her phone.

"It's not weird, that's natural. Quite frankly, I'm flattered, but... I know Libby will have valuable insight," Turbo grimaced and looked off, as if to cutely scold himself, "Damn, I didn't even THINK of that. She just HAS all these memories of how she dealt with this problem."

"Yeah, I'm... Super excited," Berri muttered as Turbo began to help her to a stand, so they could prepare to head to Tessa and Zed's home; Turbo slumped his shoulders and gave Berri an almost stern, annoyed look.

"Babe, c'mon," Turbo pressed as softly as he could, to which Berri sagged in defeat and shook her head. Turbo choked a small laugh and firmly sagged his hands into hers, his golden eyes hooked tight to hers in loving assurance, "I'm with YOU. I swapped codes with YOU. I want to marry YOU. You. Okay?"

"I know, I'm... I'm sorry," Berri mumbled in soft clarity, she bobbed a nod and gave Turbo an almost sweet, innocent look of pleading sorrow, "Just... Please be patient with me, this isn't going to be easy for me."

"Y'got me through thick and thin," Turbo assured lovingly, "C'mon. You know and love Kaji. She's not going to do anything to make you feel poorly, I promise. And, if she does, you're my priority. I'm sure Tessa would put a halt to any negative notions, before I could, anyhow. Trust the group being provided, love, they'll be gathering to help US get to the root of our problem. Don't you worry."

"... Okay," Berri sighed, she bobbed a nod and squeezed Turbo's hands in a draw of nervousness.

"C'mon... The quicker we get to the source of all of this, the quicker we can come back home and feel resolved, once and for all," Turbo stated through a smiling sigh, he raveled his arms about Berri's body, leaned in and began to lovingly smooch her cheek in firm draws of warm, breathy cuteness. She finally beamed a small smile and sagged into his love, "And I can continue nosing through your writing. It's all so cute."

"Thank you," Berri mumbled warmly, and though her heart fluttered with their new, overflowing show of love, she felt a mild sense of dread come over her as the clock ticked down to their impromptu meeting.

As Sugar Rush's early summer storm began to rage on into the night, Turbo and Berri so quietly cued to Tessa's and Zed's teleportation pad, inside the security of Berri's tower. Hovered in wait, for Tessa to unlock their teleport pad, Turbo and Berri quietly whisked away in a mess of rosey gold coding and securely plopped into their homey, lovely foyer. Although still grand and beautiful, Tessa's and Zed's home was a humble abode cutely tame in size. Though still fit for a King and Queen, it boasted their exuberance in decor and architecture as opposed to size. The home Berri was raised in, it was perfect for a three-person to eventual two-person unit. Although they weren't greet by Tessa, Zed or Libby, Tessa kindly called down the open-aired foyer and wide corridor that lead to the main structure of their house.

"C'mon in, guys we're in the living room," Tessa warmly called, Zed's gentle laughter could be heard as a quiet bout of chatter was brought on, and though Turbo could sense that Berri was now entirely on edge, he rubbed her lower back and kindly guided her to the main part of Tessa's and Zed's lovely, warmly lit home.

"Hey, guys," Tessa eased again, a loving tone of cuteness as she waved Turbo and Berri over; her and Libby were cutely sat in the downslope of their pristine living room, crowned with white, billowy, down-like furniture to surely mock the most perfect looking clouds. Amidst birch flooring and clean, colorful pops of aesthetic about the house, their large flat screen tv eased in colorful display of a commercial on mute.

"Hey," Turbo chimed warmly, his eyes broadened to the kitchen where he saw Zed buried in a few last minute code room displays, and though Turbo knew his attention was set for Tessa and Libby, he slowly moseyed to where Zed was and was thrilled to have his kind, fatherly attention.

"Hey, bud," Zed cued in a gentle loft of love as Turbo moseyed over; both men firmly shook hands as Turbo finally gave Zed's shoulder a firm pat.

"Hey," Turbo chirped cutely with a nod, he furrowed his brow and peered to the mess of work Zed had on display, though he wrinkled a wide smile and choked a small laugh, "Solitaire?"

"Yeah, it helps me focus, I don't know what it is," Zed muttered, the tiniest little box, off in the corner, displayed a well loved game of cards Zed sneakily kept open. Zed shot Turbo a cheeky smile and shook his head, "Put out fires, make a match or two... Approve a few things, watch the cards bounce around."

"Whatever works," Turbo and Zed very softly fell into cute, causal conversing, a lighthearted little visit that Berri knew wasn't Turbo's focus, though she took this opportunity to finally brave her mother's and Libby's tender, quiet conversing. Turbo's cute voice pressed on as him and Zed fell into their typical routines of sweet, familial conversing, "Mine's Mahjong. I have no clue why."

"Equally as addicting," Zed mumbled as they shared a laugh, and though Turbo quietly began to inquire about something code room related, Berri sagged into Libby's and Tessa's bubble with a bashful smile.

"C'mere, baby," Tessa eased warmly as she pat the large chair she was sagged into, she scoot over and was thrilled Berri quickly sat down with her. Tessa beamed a happy smile, wrapped her arms about Berri's shoulders and gave the side of her head a few firm smooches, "C'mon Ms. Pouty. What's wrong."

"Nothing, I just..." Berri lulled her eyes closed, shook her head and allowed her mother to love on her for a few moments longer, though once Tessa finally released her, Berri carefully stood and picked the free, singular chair to her mother's right. Amidst the main living room, the three girls hovered in a lovely sitting area off to the side, near the massive, unlit fireplace just behind Berri. She heaved a shaky sigh, looked down to her light grey t-shirt, straightened it in soft, nervous agitation and shook her head in further contemplation, "I have a lot on my mind. A lot."

"I truly believe it," Libby eased in cute understanding. She bobbed a nod, lulled her gaze up to the ceiling, crowned a wide smile of whole knowing and was thrilled to have Berri's soft, unarmed eye contact, "You bridged a gap of thirty years condensed into ONE year. I'm shocked you haven't been spontaneously falling asleep, through the day."

"... I HAVE taken two naps, today," Berri mumbled, a gentle smile finally graced her mature, womanly face as she heaved a shaky breath and looked back to her lap in nervousness, "It's unlike me."

"Well, mom told me you and Turbo are having a bit of a hard time navigating certain emotions, being blindsided by past experiences," Libby so gently prod, Berri eyed her and assessed her demeanor in quick succession, once and for all. Dressed in a soft, dark brown kurta and an equally as comfortable pair of leggings underneath, her beautiful long white hair was sleekly braided down her back. The peek of her beautiful tattoo, on her right arm, showed through the collar of her shirt, her vivid blue eyes hooked tight into Berri's in a full swathe of love and understanding, something that had Berri feeling a bit more at ease, "I know I'm... Probably the last person you want to chit chat with, but... I hope you know that I'm here to help, I'm an open book, and I'm happy to give insight, here."

"I know you are," Berri eased in a mumble of defeat, something Tessa now nervously cued to.

"Bear, you're seemingly acting as if you've lost a battle, here, or something," Tess instructed tenderly, she narrowed her gaze and shook her head, "Whatsamatter?"

"I'm just..." Berri inhaled a shaky breath and felt a rush of very real, nervous emotion suddenly swell inside of her. An easy, sticky swathe of jealousy now clouded every last shred of her thoughts, the pure beauty that Libby was, sat before her, Berri's mind began to prickle at the raw idea of her and Turbo once being swap mates. She sharply furrowed her eyebrows in agitation and, although desperate to control it, she could see her cheeks and the bridge of her nose begin to push a gentle, lovely green glow of now proven jealousy from the flecks in her irises, something Tessa and Libby froze to.

"Bear, your... Y-Your eyes," Tessa huffed in amazement, though as Berri heaved a shaky breath and now peered her curious gaze tight to Tessa's, it was here did both women take firm note that Berri's once blue irises now glowed a very faint, emerald green, the little speckles of color that adhered to being chameleon-like. Said stir of cute, nervous curiosity immediately cued Turbo's attention, and as he politely peeled from Zed's conversation and made his way over to the three women in the dimmer sitting area, Zed wretched his neck in hot curiosity as well.

"Whoa, you got... You got Turbo's mood ring eyes," Libby gasped in genuine, adoring amazement, though as Berri's glowing eyes now hooked tight to Turbo's in a healthy gloss of drowning jealousy, Turbo choked a nervous laugh and now politely pressed into the group.

"This is... Really hard for me," Berri struggled to get out, and it was here did Turbo know to quickly step in and quell her overflow of worry, right at the quick.

"Hey, easy, it's alright," Turbo pressed sweetly, he sat down on the firm slab of a bench that hugged the unlit fireplace, he scoot close to Berri's sunken positioning inside one of the lovely, cushiony chairs that Berri had picked. He quickly peered tight into her eyes and scooped her hand into his with a squeeze, "C'mon, what's with the jealous eyes all of the sudden?"

"I-I don't know, I'm just overwhelmed," Berri held her forehead and now nervously peered about to her mother, Libby and her father across the way, the room seemingly bevelled, though she flinched in shocked surprise the second Turbo gently cued their lovely coding and flood Berri's figure with his love via an exterior swap.

"Just relax, you don't need to say more, you're not obliged to uphold an image, here," Turbo so gently cooed in steadiness, Berri hooked her eyes tight to Turbo's and sagged in his immediate love, and although they were both proudly on display in front of three of a few of the most important people on the palace lot, Berri felt the universe darken about the two, as if it was just them in the room. Turbo eased a soft laugh and shook his head with a sweet smile, "Just breathe... These incredible women, here, are set up to help us. This isn't an attack, this isn't a boast-fest of mine and Libby's past, this is about us. Here and now."

Berri sagged as her eyes honed tight to the golden, confident glow of Turbo's lovely gaze, she heaved a shaky sigh as the mean, green glow in her eyes very slowly began to finally fade, and with such, Tessa sagged back in her chair with pride and shot Libby a cute, knowing smile of understood relief.

"Okay, it's a rocky start, but lookit your guys' future King, here," Libby cooed to Tessa in the sweet, lilting sing-song of her adorable accent, and as Berri and Turbo shyly dart their curious eyes to Tessa's and Libby's knowing, adoring smiles, Libby inhaled a deep breath, sat on the edge of her chair, cupped her hands together towards Berri and gave her a sweet smile, "Bear, I... I need you really look at Turbo and understand just how much literal gold you have struck."

Berri peered her humbled gaze to Turbo and finally let a cute little smile grace her blushing cheeks. She scoffed a small, silent laugh and looked down to her lap the second their eye contact became a bit too bashful to continue holding.

"Before I say anything, I just need you to KNOW that yes, Turbo and I have a past, both as a couple and as swap mates, but PLEASE hear me when I say..." Libby trailed off for emphasis, though she grappled the words and opened her mouth, Turbo murmured a cute interjection.

"It's OVER," Turbo quietly choked, to which Libby and Tessa suddenly blurt into hard laughter; this caused a wide, shy smile to sprawl Berri's face as she humbly peered down to her lap.

"It's over," Libby repeated with an annoyed giggle as she eyed Turbo, "I, personally, have never been with Turbo, in this life, as I am now. I merely have the memory of it all, when my coding was previously Libby. It's just memories. Sure, I can revisit, and it's actually comical, to be honest, but..."

"What?" Turbo blurt in playful irritation, Tessa covered her face and eased a soft laugh as Libby raised her eyebrows in cute, piqued curiosity as Turbo began to playfully show insult, "Comical!"

"Comical!" Libby repeated confidently, to which Berri grinned and now curiously watched the two, "The things you've done and said, I remember your's and Libby's relationship well. Truly. It was a nightmare. It was immature, it was wild, it was toxic..."

"Ugh, put me on blast, it's fine," Turbo hissed in smiling irritation as him and Berri cutely caught gazes, though Libby shook her head and gave Berri a sweet smile.

"Babe, this man has come a very... VERY long way to be here with you, to now confidently have secured your coding out of pure love," Libby warmly assured, "In our past, it was within two days and we had swapped codes. We were young and stupid, the Arcade was insanely new, there was little to nothing holding us back, no risks... It all happened so fast, and by the time I realized I was hit with Turbo's trauma of Turbotime being unplugged, it was far too late for us."

"... Too late?" Berri now inquired, she finally began to open up a little, something Libby kindly cued too.

"Turbo hardly had any time to digest just the trauma he was sat in, by the time it all spilled over to me and I was smacked with all of it, I became resentful. I was living my best life, I hadn't had a single trouble in the world, then comes along this awesome guy that I became whisked away with, and... Little did I know, he came with a world of baggage that I hadn't a single clue of because... Well..." Libby trailed off, gestured her hand and choked a nervous, smiling laugh, "It was DAY TWO."

"Yeah, I knew like four things about you," Turbo muttered, Tessa blurt a laugh and eagerly watched the show, "I knew your whole name, your favorite color, your biggest pet peeve annnnd... Yep."

"Turbo, before you swapped with Berri, could you confidently say you knew more than four things about her?" Libby pressed in cute, girly sarcasm, to which Turbo wildly furrowed his eyebrows and peered hard to Berri with a wide grin.

"Oh, I knew nearly EVERYTHING-" Turbo halted all of his words, dart his eyes to Tessa and then to Zed's figure, across the way; Zed urgently cleared his throat and continued to type away at his work.

"I have EARS," Zed's grumbly, fatherly voice warned, to which Libby and Tessa loudly howled with laughter; Berri grinned and covered her face in a wild show of bashful cuteness.

"I-I likely knew too much," Turbo mumbled cutely, a brave notion that he knew he could get away with now, simply due to the fact that him and Berri had sealed their love. Turbo warmly gave his attention to Berri and bobbed a soft nod, "Libby's right. This is far different. Though, this has been a sore spot for you since you found out about Libby and I."

"It's... Your ex, who is ALSO my brother's wife, it's weird," Berri urged nervously, to which Libby bobbed a nod.

"Very valid," Libby cued warmly, "Just... Rest assured, your's and Turbo's relationship, friendship, fresh, impending marriage, EVERYTHING in between, Berri, it's all so incredibly grand, and our previous escapades doesn't hold a CANDLE to what you two have now. Just... Please know that, moving forward."

Berri bobbed a final, conclusory nod and heaved a shaky breath as Turbo continued to grip her hand in firm love. He gave her an understanding smile and long-blinked in soft cuteness as he opened his mouth to cautiously press on.

"Libby probably has fresher, more recent memories of me, and of her and I together, than I do," Turbo tenderly explained, "We need deeper insight into all of these little blips of issues, our coding has been having."

"So wait, tell me exactly what the problem is, then?" Libby kindly chimed, she sat up a little straighter and peered her innocent, helpful gazes tight to Turbo's and Berri's still dewy, fresh naive souls.

"Well, Berri has adopted my mood ring eyes, but far more intense... More emotion has been stirred, Berri was previously all bogged down with a TON of issues I hadn't really settled within myself, yet," Turbo tenderly explained, to which Libby bobbed a soft nod.

"Well, if you don't remember, you had a whole spectrum of color you boasted, on the daily," Libby pressed in seriousness, though Turbo furrowed his eyebrows in silent concern, as if this was now news to him, "You Turbotime boys have just learned to dull your senses, I'm sure... ESPECIALLY you and Lash, but I remember a time where I couldn't keep up."

"It's probably why I feel that way about myself," Berri mumbled, she glanced to Turbo and shrugged, "I feel emotion so much easier than I used to. I mean... It hits me like a train."

"Yeah, that was a huge point of contention between us, Turbo, because you'd be rocketed into these swings," Libby patiently described, "I remember, after we swapped, I was dealing with a great deal of your adopted grief... It was far easier for me to feel all that sorrow, where as you were in the beginning stages of stuffing said sorrow and just replacing it with numb, greyness. You and Lash would hold competitions to see who could be without color for the longest."

"I don't remember ANY of this," Turbo hissed in confused, sorrowful, bittersweet nostaglia as Berri eagerly now honed in tight to Libby's experience, here.

"Oh yeah, it drove us girls mad, cause we were so used to you boys being easy to read, and then... Suddenly, just grey, and you were good at it too," Libby pressed in smiling irritation, "Eventually, gold just held true, that was your resting state anyhow... I was grateful I never got to see red much, after that, guh that was... Not easy to look at."

"No, THAT is terrifying, I've only seen that once and I don't ever want to see it again," Berri muttered nervously, to which Turbo lulled his eyes closed and huffed a shaky chuckle. She raised her eyebrows and peered to Libby in softness, "Turbo was scared awake by a nightmare, this morning, and..."

"Turquoise?" Libby pressed with a cheeky, curious smile, to which Berri and Turbo nodded in eager surprise. Libby snapped her fingers and grinned, "Yep. Got that green you were just sporting, Berri, for jealousy. Turquoise, or closer to bright greenish blue was fear, a dark, sullen blue was sorrow, purple was a mixture of anger and sadness, you have orange for just irritation, peach for shyness or sexual desire, silver for competitiveness, or... Maybe too much testosterone? I don't remember."

"Silver," Berri cued in smiling discovering, Turbo shook his head and shrugged.

"I only ever deal with gold and grey, on the daily," He mumbed cutely, to which Libby waggled her finger towards him.

"Cause you trained yourself to mute all other feelings," Libby pressed in soft conclusion, "The reason Berri is being overloaded with all of this, and YOU'RE being blindsided by other emotions is because you have just trained yourself to numb to it all. You and Lash hulled away inside Sugar Rush and basically went into fight or flight mode..."

"... And stayed there," Tessa mumbled in gentle, interjecting agreeing.

"My advice to you is, well... Going to probably not be something Tessa or Zeddy want to hear," Libby blurt in cute cheek as she glanced to Tessa, though Tessa sharply furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"What?" Tessa mumbled in gentle nervousness, though Libby shrugged and gave Berri and Turbo a cute smile.

"My advice is to swap codes, literally, as much as you can," Libby pressed with a laugh, to which Tessa joined in her laughter and covered her face in agitation; Zed groaned a noise of teasing, disgruntled dread and covered his ears.

"La-la-laaaaaa," Zed cooed out to the kitchen in sing-song; Turbo, Berri, Libby and Tessa were rocketed into kind laughter.

"I'm serious, c'mon mom, you can agree," Libby wheezed a soft giggle and gave Tessa a kind, understanding smile.

"Libby's right, as awkward as it is to talk about," Tessa sighed through their laughter and bobbed a nod, "Technically, the refresh of coding is good. Zed and I didn't really deal with Turbo's level of trauma, but for you two, with such a stark difference, it's easy to swap once and then feel EXTREMELY overwhelmed. I'm going to take a wild guess and say that your first swap was the only swap you guys have endured, thus far, huh."

Berri bashfully nodded and now apprehensively gave Turbo a kind, naive look, as if to feel guilty, here.

"It also helps to talk about it all, I'm sure you guys have, but... Really dig deep, Turbo," Libby pleaded gently as Turbo hooked his golden eyes tight to her, "Stuff is resurfacing, and it's maybe causing some upset, blindsiding the both of you into this weird sink of submitting to a looming problem, but... It doesn't have to be a problem. Acknowledge the grief that comes about, talk about it, sort it out in a code swap, and let the healing continue. Now that everything's been refreshed into new bodies, past problems have wider facets to now easily pour from."

"And, though it'd seem easy to maybe, I don't know... Strike a nugget of maybe negative information, about Turbo, and confront him with an equal amount of negativity, none of that will help," Tessa instructed gently, "Turbo, you took a very huge risk doing all of this, all over again. And although this time around, with Berri, is entirely different and entirely more thought out and cared for, it's still huge of you to give over your coding, once more, after what had happened to you."

"I agree," Libby chimed in sweet pride, towards Turbo, "And, Berri, to receive such thing? You're going to be Turbo's WIFE. That's... HUGE."

"I-I still haven't been able to wrap my head around it," Berri mumbled cutely as Turbo warmly rested his hand to her knee and gave her a soft, loving few pats.

"He picked you, that's... Incredibly special, like SO much so," Libby urged in tender, girly sweetness, her contagious smile eased to the two in full support as she shook her head, "After everything he has been through, I mean... I remember a conversation I had with him, before you were born, Bear. He PROMISED me he'd never find love again."

"Dude, you were ADAMANT about it," Zed finally strolled over to the conversation and lovingly pat Libby's little shoulder as he stood next to her chair. He bobbed Turbo a kind nod and eased him a knowing smile, "You swore, up and down, like... NO. I refuse!"

"And... Look at you now," Tessa eased a laugh as Turbo narrowed his gaze and caught eyes with Berri's cute, sneaky side-eye of teasing delight.

"Marinating in domestic bliss," Zed's deep voice erupted into soft laughter that had everyone grinning towards the two.

"You guys will be fine. This is normal," Libby sweetly pressed, "Maybe a bit more heightened, due to the sheer amount of an age gap, but... It's not unusual. Just spread the love around, and don't let any issue, that resurfaces, be bigger than you two, as a single unit... Because I am NOT reversing your coding again, buddy. You're keeping this one."

"Oh, no danger, there," Turbo huffed romantically, he gave Berri a gentlemanly smile and gripped her hand as she reached for it.

"Thanks, you guys, I'm... Sorry I got... Upset, there," Berri shyly pressed as she frowned and aimlessly glossed her eyes to the ground.

"That's totally normal, it's not an easy thing having THIS kind of a discussion with your future husband's ex girlfriend," Libby mumbled with a knowing nod, "We had our shindig, it was literally eons ago, and we both now are much happier in our permanent situations. We've settled into greater things. Was Turbo good for Libby? No, was Libby good for Turbo? No... We sucked for each other. Sure, we had a world of fun, and we were stupid and young and what have you, but..."

"You both now have a chance to really let stuff sift to the surface, and dig deeper into your love, something that has already been given a very real amount of blood, sweat and tears," Zed instructed lovingly, he bobbed the two a conclusory nod and squinted in a narrow of sweet, knowing assurance, "You two are going to be... JUST fine."

"And if you find yourselves in a situation where you're NOT just fine, well," Tessa gently gestured to the crew about her, "You're one text away from all of these coding masters, all dug in to their own different branches of expertise."

"Even Ralph, Vanellope, Nox, Oliver, Throttle, WREN," Zed firmly listed, "EVERYONE with a coded swap mate has such valuable advice. There's no shame in reaching out. No matter how big or small the problem is."

"But first... Try and resolve within," Libby waggled her finger, "Lots of swapping. I'm not trying to be weird, I'm just being serious."

"She is right, it solves a LOT," Zed bobbed a nod and glanced to Tessa, "Physically, emotionally, mentally, everything. Don't underestimate it."

"Welp... Guess we'll, uh... Go home and..." Berri trailed off and heaved a soft, bashful laugh as Turbo lulled his eyes closed and scrunched his face in hot embarrassment.

"GAH-we don't want your to-do list, just... Git," Zed waggled his hand in hard irritation and began to urgently walk away, "Love you guys, I'm heading to bed, for User's sake."

"Night," Libby called with a giggle as Tessa sent her teasing, grinning expression after Zed's disappearing figure. Libby cocked an eyebrow and bobbed a nod, "But for real. That's your homework for the week."

"Yeah, especially being brand new swap mates, y'gotta establish that solid foundation," Tessa rubbed her face in sleepiness and was due to following Zed, for the night as well. She heaved a long, hard yawn and continued through the trails of her sighing yawn, "You two get... Studying, then, us seasoned folks are gunna go to sleep."

"Is it weird being more seasoned, in life, than all of us combined and simultaneously NOT being a 'seasoned folk'?" Libby cheekily pressed to Turbo, who bugged his eyes in humble, dewy nervousness and bobbed a nod amidst a wary smile.

"Deer in headlights, here," Turbo mumbled cutely.