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A/N : *WARNING*
The first like... 6k words of this chapter is a sex scene! I would apologize but I had a ton of fun writing it, and I hope you guys like it :D
The scene AFTER Turbo's and Berri's sex scene contains some further amount of nudity and romantic themes, but nothing overtly sexual. Anything after THAT pertains to Chester, so hopefully there's something for everyone, here xD Enjoy guys!
*Chapter 236*
"So, THEN I said, 'what the hell, Gunner, it's not like they did that on purpose, they're here to clean and nothing more'," Wren listed in grinning frustration.
Turbo bobbed a nod and grunted a noise of aimless understanding as Wren went on; the gang had been hanging around the pool area all night long, swimming, drinking, playing games and singing songs. Turbo, Wren, Nox and Theo were lazily sat at the pool's bar area, which was gorgeously placed in the middle of the shallow end of the massive, winding, crystal clear blue waters of the pool. Although usually splayed with bright lights, amidst the dryer inner workings of the bar, a step up and our of the water, said area was dim and quiet with the separate conversations going on underneath said gazebo. Although Wren carried on, he could tell Turbo was well on his way to checking out of the conversation almost entirely. Wren only had further proof of this the second he could see Turbo's eyes so slowly dip to that of a touch of peachy, stewing goodness, his gaze was lofted in an eagle-eyed direction across the gap of water. Wren's mumblings carried on, though he cleared his throat, cocked an eyebrow and just briefly glanced over his shoulder, as to just what Turbo was distracted by. Wren rolled his eyes, brought his gaze back to Turbo and knew he shouldn't be surprised at the full view of Berri he had across the way, standing with her arms raised, she cutely chit chat with Tatum as she slowly and meticulously put her hair into a ponytail, her wet bikini-clad body glistened under the moonlight.
"Yeah, that sounds awful," Turbo mumbled, his tone was convincing, and had Wren not been cued in to just what was going on in Turbo land, he'd be assured Turbo was fully paying attention.
"I know right? So, finally, I told Gunner to just... Put in the mother-load cheat, I mean, really... Those splines aren't going to antulate themselves," Wren urged in whole irritation, he played off his silly words as serious, he blurt a believing chuckle to boot, which caused Turbo to bob a nod and shrug in equally as scoffing, chuckling agreeing. Wren furrowed his brows in hot irritation and wondered how far he could push the envelope, "I figured it was time, then. I had been waiting all night to shove those Oreos up my ass anyways."
"Yeah, I don't blame you," Turbo mumbled, he dreamily ogled Berri's slippery body, only wearing one of her cute, olive-colored bikinis.
"That's something you probably have more experience with, though, I mean... Right?" Wren wondered in soft sincerity, he did everything not to erupt with laughter, "Don't you?"
"Experience with what again?" Turbo wondered gently, his deep voice was ladened in soft, genuine cuteness, though he cleared his throat and finally did what he could to tear his eyes away from Berri's figure, across the way. His dim, peachy colored gaze finally sagged to Wren's in dreamy delight he tried to get under control, though with the volley of sassy eye contact Wren had firmly deployed on Turbo's gooey disposition, Turbo stiffened and cocked an eyebrow in hot realization, "I-I didn't hear you, sorry, experience with what?"
"You, uh, GOOD?" Wren choked a laugh, though he now obviously lofted his gaze over his shoulder, caught another glance of Berri and brought his teasing, grinning expression back to Turbo's, "Is this the first time you've seen Berri in a bikini, or something? Did you hear a word I said?"
"No, not at all," Turbo huffed through a chuckle, the dregs of a dreamy, dorky, sighing smile, he sagged his chin in his hand and re-glued his eyes to his bride-to-be; he took note of Wren's huge eye-roll in his peripheral. He raised his eyebrows in a cute pique of delight as Berri bent over to grab her sandals on the ground, his eyes crawled all over her body, an itching delight that continued to drown him in seductive goodness. Turbo shook his head and hoped he could bounce back to Wren's good side, in this delightful situation, "Man, being with Gunner today made me appreciate Berri so much more, today. I can't believe that chick is all mine."
"Good things happen when you're brave, dude," Wren mumbled, he took a hearty swig of his drink and sighed in satisfaction as he brought his glass back to the counter he was sat across from Turbo at. He bobbed a nod and was glad Turbo now peeled his eyes from Berri, for good, and smiled in apologetic warmth, "I think, if you didn't exist, Berri and Gunner could've definitely made it work. They would've made a cool couple, but... That's in a world where Mr. Turbo doesn't exist. You're kind of impossible to compete with, dude, surely Gunner wasn't all puffed-chest and Mr. confident, whilst in your presence, no?"
"No, not really," Turbo shrugged, he stole another glance in Berri's direction and was very well aware she was due to getting it the second they were in the privacy of their own abode, "We actually came out of it friends, sort of... He offered to sit me down and help me better segue into concert-life."
"... Wait, sorry, WHAT?" Wren choked, though Turbo gave him a knowing look.
"You have Oreos in other places besides your ass?" Turbo barked, to which Wren stiffened in hot irritation; Turbo's deep, lovely voice climbed with boyish laughter, "I may not have been paying attention, but it doesn't mean I don't have ears and don't pick up on things."
"You only pay attention to the part where objects are being put in sensitive places?" Wren muttered in dull irritation, he shook his head and furrowed his brow, "Y'gunna let Berri peg you?"
"... UH, absolutely not," Turbo choked, he desperately tried to conceal a laugh, though failed.
"Yeah, oreos are really rigid," Wren nodded, as if this were a serious conversation, "Maybe Chips Ahoy?"
"Gunner and I have a weird... Coffee date next week," Turbo narrowed his gaze and gave Wren a look as if to explain he was out of sorts, Wren dropped his playful act and patiently let Turbo continue, "Weird that I'll be... Seeking advice from my swap-mate's ex-boyfriend."
"He's seriously not bitter about ANY of that?" Wren wondered in gawking disbelief, Turbo raised his hands, eyebrows and looked down in a bug-eyed look of entire uncertainty, as if his hands were entirely out of the situation.
"If he is, he didn't express it way too much... He seemed as if it was uncomfortable, and could be painful to discuss, but he didn't seem bitter or vengeful," Turbo expressed quickly with a shrug, "Especially after we reversed his code block. He looked as if a million tons of weight came off of his shoulders."
"I'll bet it felt like that," Wren muttered, though he could feel the pull of Turbo's gaze continue to revisit Berri's figure across the way, and with a cute swipe of frustration, Wren flagged his hand out to Turbo and heaved a hearty laugh, "DUDE, you're acting like you're a lovestruck first year at Academy, right now, for User's sake!"
"Ohh I don't even care," Turbo sagged his chin into his hand, once more, and eased his obvious, dreamy, peachy gaze in Berri's direction, "I just can't believe she's going to be my wife."
"Dude, I can't talk to you while your eyes are all peachy and stupid like that, User knows what's going on under the counter, just... Get out of here, take Berri and leave," Wren urged in hot irritation, though he grinned and was sure to make clear that he was of a playful nature.
"Don't have to tell me twice," Turbo muttered, he pat the bar between him and Wren and gave him a cute, boyish look, "Don't forget tomorrow morning, with Chester."
"You shouldn't be worried about ME forgetting," Wren barked with a laugh as Turbo sagged into the water and was prepared to cross the pool, so to close the gap between him and Berri. Wren called after him in irritation before Turbo's head went under the blue water, "YOU should be worried about you forgetting!"
"I forget nothing," Turbo mumbled in cheeky, daring delight as he sagged under the cool water, pushed off a nearby wall and made a streamline dart across the pool in total, unnoticed silence.
"Yeah, I mean, I tried with the waterproof mascara that Wren suggested, that one time?" Berri stated in perky delight, she laughed and gestured to her face as Tatum, Koko and Nox cutely peered up to her in curious anticipation as she carried on with her little story, "I swear to User, it stayed on my eyes for DAYS. DAYS!"
"Kiki's sells those like... Industrial makeup remover wipes," Koko started, Tatum snapped her fingers and bobbed an urgent nod with a grin, to which Koko shrugged and looked up at Berri in sweet surprise, "I mean, even THEN?"
"I swear I thought I'd have to just finally cheat and use the code room," Berri mumbled, "I'm glad I had those few days free."
"Why DIDN'T you use the code room?" Nox wondered with a dry laugh and a wide smile to boot, he shrugged and curiously glanced to Tatum and Koko.
"It'd mean leaving Dig Dug and going back to Sugar Rush, I just didn't want to go through the trouble," Berri mumbled as she flagged her hand, though before she could explain the rest of her story, the water, about a dozen feet behind Berri, suddenly popped with rose-gold coding, a bolt of a skillfull glitch hop, or two, resulted in the sudden collection of Turbo's buzzy pixels directly next to her, sopping wet. Berri clutched the center of her bare chest and took a startled step back as Tatum, Koko and Nox erupted into laughter, "Holy User, babe, WHY? Don't scare me like that!"
"Hey, can I talk to you real fast?" Turbo wondered cutely, he looked away, blew water off of his dripping-wet face, ruffled his equally as drenched, flattened hair and peered his cute, peachy eyes tight to Berri's, something she subconsciously cued to. Berri staggered on a confused falter of breaths, as if to wonder just what he could possibly have to say, and so urgently, though Turbo jostled his hands a little and began to look adorably impatient, "Like... Like now? Please?"
"What's this about?" Nox barked with a hefty laugh, to which Koko narrowed her eyes in delighted suspicion.
"What's with the peach-eyes, my guy?" Koko wondered in further, cheeky wonder, to which Turbo pointed his thumb back in the direction of his and Berri's abode.
"What's wrong?" Berri wondered in a spike of coded adrenaline Turbo had set upon the place, though Turbo shook his head and gave her a confident little smirk, he lovingly gripped her lower arm and shrugged.
"Nothing, I just HAVE to talk to you, real fast," Turbo mumbled with a nod, and although he knew he should likely give Berri a chance to answer yes or no, he whisked her away via their time-hopping abilities and cleared the air of their figures, leaving behind only a pop of rosy coded goodness behind, like a jolt of electricity sapped in water, only to dissipate in front of Tatum, Nox and Koko.
"... He had been eyeing her for literally twenty minutes straight, I could see his peachy eyes from all the way across the pool," Tatum finally mumbled with a cute grin, she raised her eyebrows in sweetness and gave Nox and Koko a knowing little smirk, "I may be new to the realm of swapping codes, but I was wondering when Turbo would finally have had enough of all the bending over Berri was doing."
"... She WAS fiddling with her sandals, quite a bit," Nox stabbed in hot knowing, to which Koko raised her eyebrows in a bob of realization.
"She knew exactly what she was doing," Koko huffed a giggle as her and Tatum caught smiling gazes, "Smart girl."
With a pop of heightened, frenzied rosy coding, her and Turbo came into the dim setting of their lovely abode's kitchen, the strange sensation of now not hearing the sound of splashing water, crashing ocean waves, just a still, homey setting now accompanied by the heavy panting Turbo emitted through his nose. Berri un-boggled her eyes and peered up to Turbo in hot surprise, his lovely, now much darker and sopping-wet hair was matted to his skull in dripping movement. Berri firmly gestured her hand out to their dim, warm, still and silent home and grinned in almost annoyed delight.
"Turbo, seriously, what is SO important that you couldn't have just pulled me aside in the pool area?" Berri blurt with a hard giggle, though she almost reeled in surprise the second Turbo's soaking wet body began to hover over her in continued movement, a push of budging firmly into her bubble, he shook his head and hooked his eyes tight to Berri's in seductive, crumpling, smiling delight.
"Because what I have to say is super inappropriate to say in public," Turbo rushed in a chuckling breath, his deep voice coat the bridge of Berri's nose, and in a swoop of burning, continued fervor, Berri bugged her eyes in blushing shock as Turbo firmly leaned down and tucked into the side of her throat.
"Turbo," Berri scoffed in sighing surprise, almost to be cutely offended, though she immediately knew there was absolutely no way to worm her way out of this scenario, the one that was now hitting her square between the eyes. Berri breathed a sharp giggle of surprise the second the wiggle of Turbo's wet arms firmly secured Berri's nearly-bare body in a tight, lifting embrace, she choked a further amount of shy, sighing giggling the second he nearly lifted her off of her feet and began to move her backwards. Berri didn't hesitate to drape her arms about Turbo's strong neck, her fingers met with the thick, wet strands of his lovely hair, she relished in the feel of his slippery skin against her jugular. She flinched in whole surprise the second Turbo's firm, innocent kisses turned into gaping nonsense that concluded with sharp suction, she sucked in a silent, surprised breath and fluttered her eyes, "Bo, what... Wh-what were you going to say?"
"I want you so badly," Turbo's deep, grumbly voice barely whispered in a huff of hot delight into her ear, a confident push of whispery goodness on her wet skin, she raised her eyebrows in delirious surprise and choked a small giggle the second Turbo prepared himself, bent down a little and yanked Berri's body up and onto him. She easily obliged by wrapping her bare legs about Turbo's hips, his strong arms easily held her up and kept her glued to him. In clumsy steps his currently wet feet did what they could to navigate the slippery tile underfoot, he firmly pushed into their nearby bathroom. Berri jostled in surprise, the sheer amount of desperation in the quick and uneducated movement from Turbo's figure, had her entirely convinced that the sweet, seductive desperation in his voice was very real. Turbo carried on in hushed agitation as he firmly pushed the two into the darkness of their large sprawl of a bathroom, his shaky, hushed tone, on Berri's ear, was rushed and clumsy as well, "I have to have you right now, I'm going to implode in on myself if I wait a single second longer."
"Aww whatsamatter? Poor baby didn't like all of my stretching?" Berri chimed in sneaky delight as she could feel her vision blur in a haze of sudden delight, though Turbo bumped into the dark bathroom and clumsily knocked his elbow into the nearby wall.
"I could tell you were TRYING to drive me mad," Turbo basically growled into her throat, his now angrily glowing, peachy gaze stabbed about the bathroom, over the top of Berri's bare shoulder, he doubled back due to missing the light-switch on the wall, though he carried on in a playfully, muttering, frustrated tone, "I was about to start climbing the fucking walls with all that reaching and bending you were doing."
Berri firmly swiped at said wall, in an attempt to turn on the glorious display of lights the bathroom had, though she missed. In the further amount of rushing and now the continued lack of lighting that Turbo had cued to, he firmly flung his arm out at said wall, knocked his wrist and palm about in a fit of groping, haphazard confidence and finally was able to nearly swipe the crap out of the touch screen on the wall. He was successful in catching Berri in a hot, whirlwind of a gaping, passionate kiss, though in his unintelligent swipes at the controls on the wall, he accidentally cued the shower heads, in the bathroom, to turn on instead of the entirety of the bathroom lights. Although they were left with a dim, romantic glow of a few warm lights illuminated, Turbo chuckled on Berri's surprised, returned kisses and felt as if there were still a hundred miles between the two.
"Well, then, what are you waiting for?" Berri huffed on Turbo's wet lips, the hot exchange of exhales on each other's mouths, Berri gripped her arms about Turbo's neck and bit her lower lip in pure seductive tease, in which Turbo now was entirely frustrated by even the small amount of clothes between the two.
"Certainly not an invitation, you subliminally gave me mine over half an hour ago," Turbo blurt quietly with a shaky laugh onto Berri's face as he continued to clumsily step into the dim bathroom.
He removed one hand from Berri's suspended figure, held upright against his body in a ravel of her legs and arms, he did whatever he could to firmly swipe and claw at the ties of his black swim trunks. With eyes that rapidly dart about the bathroom, he felt it a nice coincidence that Berri had accidentally turned on the showers. A gorgeous, dozen foot long walk in shower, clad with gorgeous white marbles and stone, a would-be sunny skylight and three shower heads that splayed hot water down from the ceiling, Turbo did what he could to quickly get his soaked swim trunks down his bare thighs. With success, he did whatever he could not to trip on his own shorts, all whilst simultaneously stepping up into the lip of the shower, and as he splayed into the warm water that poured from the ceiling, his long, wet eyelashes fluttered as he looked down to Berri's wet skin, the squeeze of her breasts still in her lovely, adorable swim suit, likely a size too small for her.
"Then, what?" Berri revisited with a giggle as her blue hair began to cutely splay the skin on her breasts and collar, she held the back of Turbo's head as they eased out of the first thick spray of water, and although his footsteps grew slower and more cautious now that they were in an even slipperier state, she could still feel the pulse on his jugular throb in heightened purpose, the stressor marks about his body surged in rapid fire rosy goodness.
"I was trying my damndest to control myself," Turbo whispered on the underside of her jaw as he caught her in another swoop of hungry kisses into her throat. She breathed a shaky, girly giggle of delight and fervently held the back of Turbo's skull and neck with both of her hands, her fingers dug into his wet hair in grappling need and want. He carefully sagged Berri's back to the warm tiles on the back wall of the shower, the spray above them only now splayed the whole of Turbo's backside and shoulder blades. He shook his head and, as easily as he could, he began to swipe a finger at the more hidden area of Berri's bikini bottom's, between her legs. He hotly carried on, his wet mouth firmly pressed into her ear, "But I can't, anymore, I can't. I have to have you, right now."
"Then come and get me," Berri firmly whispered back into Turbo's ear with a sneaky grin, she held her hands tight to the undersides of Turbo's skull, she cutely nibbled his earlobe and knew she had just opened the floodgates.
"I wanna hear what you have to say, on the matter," Turbo started in grumbling tenderness, a scheming little smile of devious delight was something Berri now nervously cued to, in her peripheral.
She sucked in a shocked little breath as Turbo grit his teeth, and with every last ounce of his trembling strength, the balancing act of holding Berri flush to the wall whilst doing what he could to ease their impending connection to where it needed to be, he finally began to sag into her hot, slippery body. Turbo huffed a trembling breath on her breasts and cocked an eyebrow in delirious surprise, he quickly took note of just how easily he slid into her body, due to all the water, and though he was used to a much tighter struggle, he shifted on his feet in surprise and accidentally plunged the entirety of his length and girth into Berri's unsuspecting little body. Turbo raised his eyebrows high in hot, almost apologetic surprise as her whole body went rigid, the grapple her legs and arms suddenly had on his body, he grit his teeth as the clench of his calves did whatever they could to keep their sticky situation upright against the shower wall. Berri suddenly stifled a hard noise out to the bathroom as she narrowed her eyes in pleasurable pain, she firmly pushed on Turbo's shoulders and grit her teeth amidst the pressured squeeze Turbo's wet, sculpted abdomen provided against hers.
"Bo, y-you... You-!" Berri started in a staggering, stifled mess of now glazed, enchanted terror, her glossed eyes peered up to the dim bathroom lights that seemingly bevelled into burning stars. Turbo peered tight to her face through the upward glance of his eyes, though his mouth hovered over her left shoulder. Although this wasn't anything new to the two, he could tell, within each time they made love, Berri would do what she could to not reach a point of being way too loud. He cocked an eyebrow and knew it was something he desperately wanted, something he had to drive out of her little body.
"Don't be shyyy," Turbo's voice lilted in cute, innocent, scheming contemplation, though the narrow of his romantic, peachy gaze soaked into hers with a whole swathe of determined understanding, the lovely grin that now began to sprawl across his handsome, wet face. He shifted on his feet, made sure the two were stable and now slowly arched his hips away, just barely. In the small amount of inches dragged out of their connection, his trembling breath whispered a sweet notion on her lightly gaping, wet mouth, "Tell me everything."
"T-Turbo, the bathroom door is... O-open," Berri squeaked out of her ribcage in a trembling, hot mess, though she stiffened upon the return of Turbo's lower abdomen to her own, and with the recoil of her wet body against the dry wall, her skull gently thud against the marble as her sharp exhale of surprise suddenly coat the echoey bathroom they had clumsily found themselves in.
"I don't care, let them hear," Turbo deep voice trembled amidst the nonsense, he sucked in a breath and urgently began to shove into her body, over and over, a quicker rhythm he feverishly fell into.
With the readjustment of his feet, he planted himself for good and got in a few firm, long and steady digs before Berri's rib cage finally had enough air to begin to expel vocal nonsense. Her hands haphazardly grappled the back of Turbo's head and wet hair, a climb up and down his bare chest, simply as if she had absolutely no idea what to do with the notion of her world suddenly being rocked. Turbo felt goosebumps plague his arms the second Berri called out Turbo's name in riled urgency, he immediately let a wide grin sprawl his face and he peered up to Berri's exasperated face, the angry glow of peachy goodness, from his eyes, caused her skin to shine in twinkly, slippery softness. Through said grin, he grit his teeth in riled challenge and continued to firmly dig into her trembling body, one of which he held tight to the wall he was nearly cementing her to. He freed his right hand from underneath Berri's left thigh and urgently began to fumble with the strings of her bikini, in the middle of her back. As he was successful in untying said strings, he cocked an eyebrow and glossed his hazy gaze down to her breasts as the wet material now loosely sagged amidst the bounce of her skin. He was delighted to see her reach up and behind her neck, so to untie the last of her bikini top and rid herself of it for good. Just as she sagged her grippy hands to his upper arms and desperately tried to keep her mind from turning into hot goo, she jolted in hot surprise the second Turbo leaned his head down and was successful in latching onto her bare, wet, left nipple in a firm suction of eye-fluttering delight.
"A-Are you... Trying to KILL ME?" Berri blurt through a loud, exhausted, sighing laugh of trembling delight, she nearly clawed the back of Turbo's head now as she could feel the smile of his mouth want to form on the tight suction he still deployed on her wet skin, though with a smack, he finally released her and began to push firm, eager kisses into the pillowy squish of her bare left breast, all the way to her collar bones.
"With love," Turbo stated in a boyish tone of subtle dorkiness as he grinned on Berri's shoulder, and with continued movement, he readjusted his stance and was able to deliver a bit more force, with said shift. Berri's wet body squirmed as she continued to yell out in nervous surprise, her hands messily draped down Turbo's wet, sculpted chest, she peered up into his eyes in narrowed, wheezing desperation as he continued to firmly rut against her forgiving sag of depleted defeat. He shook his head and cutely whispered a hot breath of a sneaky, innocent reveal onto her mouth as she firmly cupped his jaws in her trembling hands, "I-I'm not gunna last much longer..."
"Cause you sulked for a half an hour prior to this!" Berri cried through a hard laugh, though it trailed with a loud gasp of air she sucked in; Turbo continued to fervently dig into her as he raised his eyebrows, smiled in gaping cuteness and so eagerly anticipated the roll of his name that came loudly sagging out of her ribcage in the form of a begging exhale.
"It was worth it," Turbo grunted, his arms and legs trembled, equally bulged with tense veins, he exhaled a hard noise of sighing, pent up frustration and glossed his eyes down Berri's bare body, the bounce of her wet breasts, he shook his head in entire disbelief and continued to hopelessly thrust all of his strength into their throbbing connection. He grit his teeth and felt the pulse, in his jugular, nearly come shooting out his ears, his hot breath sagged through his teeth like a dragon about to breathe fire, he felt every single inch of his coded being want to crawl right out of his throat in pure, unadulterated desperation. The second Berri loudly began to beg for Turbo's all, the rush of his name off of her wet lips, he shook his head in impending doom and felt as if his spine was on an autopilot of firm, quick, digging movement. He rushed to hotly mutter her name, a cue she knew well, though he scrunched his eyes tight in the deliverance, "Berri, B-Berri, I'm...!"
Berri urgently huffed his name in return amidst the sudden, upped ante of his feverish digs, and as he shifted on his feet and stiffened their positioning to a bit more of an upright press against the shower wall, he clenched his teeth as the pot began to angrily boil over with molten coding. In a pop of surprise, Turbo choked a noise of gasping, groaning relief against the wall Berri was flush against, he helplessly dug as deep as he possibly could, into her writhing, wet body, and as his gaping, hot exhales urgently coat Berri's jaw and the underside of her little ear, he fluttered his eyes in the continued release of his coding into her willing, little mainframe. He heavily and loudly panted raspy, noisy, gasping breaths into Berri's neck and firmly dug into her throat in a needy, snuggly act of completion, and as his firm, angry digs turned into slow, now exhausted little shifts on his feet, he lulled his eyes closed for good and felt the heavy drag of release kiss his energy goodbye.
Berri dryly panted over the top of Turbo's wet head and hair, her hazed line of sight peered across the becoming-foggy bathroom as the hot water continued to soothingly splay about Turbo's strong, muscular back and shoulders. Berri's bare breasts heaved underneath Turbo's lazily gaped panting, she gently gripped his ears with her thumbs and pointer fingers in a messy, haphazard draw of having no clue what her coding wanted to do with her limbs. She eventually lulled her eyes closed in smiling delight, the feel of his familiar, hot coding being so diligently pumped into hers, she finally sagged with their conjoined relief and was glad to feel Turbo's exhausted limbs do what they could to turn the two around, so that Turbo's back was now to the wall. In a slide of his wet skin to the tiles Berri was just being shoved into, he cautiously brought the two down to a sit, easily leaving Berri widely straddling his lap amidst their still throbbing connection. Turbo allowed his whole body to go limp as he sat on his rear, for good, and though the water was now splaying all over Berri's long hair and back, she smiled in an overflow of romantic delight and was excited to dote on Turbo's now deflated, exhausted figure.
"So, th-the... Olive green bikini drives you the craziest, noted," Berri huffed through the dregs of her heavy breathing, and as Turbo lulled the side of his skull to the wall and kept his eyes closed, he, too, beamed a wide, fang-filled little smile through his urgent panting. His wet, handsome, sculpted chest heaved with his breathing as her loving hands found the little black hairs that lined his pecks. Berri cutely began to tidy the wet hair on Turbo's forehead, knowing it didn't matter, though she was eager to love and dote on him in a further show of sweet appreciation, "I think I've yet to see you so desperate for a code swap, until now."
"I was about to die," Turbo's raspy, deep voice grunted in irritated, smiling delight. He finally caught his breath and peered up into Berri's sweet eyes with a whole entire swathe of appreciation, "I thought Wren was gunna kill me."
"Why Wren?" Berri whispered, she leaned forward and warmly began to smooch Turbo's forehead and temples, Turbo's vivid, peachy eyes easily sagged to the show of her perky, soaked bare breasts that now hovered directly in his line of sight.
"H-He... He was trying to tell me a story and I couldn't concentrate on it to save my life," Turbo rushed in a single breath of whispery delight, his hands reanimated with purpose as he slid his masculine grip to Berri's wet, wide hips, up her smaller waist and to the cup of her beautiful breasts. Turbo shook his head as Berri continued to remain lightly hovered over him, in preparations to give his head and face a further supply of loving kisses. His dreamy gaze held to her beautiful body as his hands felt every inch of wet, squishy goodness only he had access to, "I love you so much... Holy crap I needed that."
"It's not like you're deprived," Berri blurt a giggle, she felt her face was now likely permanently stained a red blush as Turbo's strong hands so carefully felt her chest for a minute, though he finally sagged his wet grip about her middle and upper back, so to hold her in his lap in a loving cradle of care. Berri gave Turbo's forehead one last show of a few smooches before she sat back and peered into Turbo's lovely eyes, "This morning wasn't that long ago, y'know. I hope you don't take this as me complaining... I am NOT complaining."
"You're just so addicting, I can't believe you're all mine," Turbo sighed wistfully, still fully exhausted, him and Berri caught gazes in a warm string of eternal care, and as Berri cutely looked down to Turbo's chest, he cleared his throat, sat up a little straighter and was quick to catch Berri in a few smooches on the mouth. She breathed a giggle through her nose and wrapped her arms about Turbo's neck, though as he peeled from her kisses, he whispered a cute, daring notion onto her wet mouth, "Let's ditch the party... Let's just go all night long."
"A-All night? You'll have to answer to Wren, tomorrow morning," Berri seductively whispered on Turbo's mouth, ultimately agreeing to Turbo's cute, sweet notions of hulling away together forever, "He's been wanting this jam session for days now."
"So be it," Turbo returned their muted, whispery goodness only rivaled by the falling water about them, he shook his head and lulled his eyes closed in pure bliss as his embrace on Berri's wet body only enveloped her into a tighter cocoon of care, "Let's run away together."
"I'd follow you to the ends of the earth," Berri cutely and honestly assured, and as the two soaked into each other's deeper, more passionate draw of intimacy, a closer look at the further unfold of their blossoming relationship, Berri was well aware there was literally nowhere else she'd rather be right now, than tangled with Arcade's coolest baddy.
As sunlight glint down onto his closed lids, Turbo inhaled a deep, tired breath through his nose and scrunched his eyes closed a little tighter. With a gentle stir, his brain eagerly collected information sans eyesight, everything his body could feel, everything his ears could hear and beyond, he melted into each tier of information his fresh, buzzing coding cutely presented. Upon a sleepy stir, he was firmly reminded of the tangle of still, soft, intertwined bare limbs he was wrapped up in. With the gentle squish of his cheek to Berri's bare sternum, he did diligent work of assessing his surroundings further upon inhaling the sweet scent of Berri's warm skin. With a dreamy, tired little smile, he nuzzled his nose into the inner nook of Berri's bare breast, his arms crawled about her bare middle, and with a tighter grip of snuggling, his ears prickled with the grumbly little sound that emit from Berri's now expanding rib cage. Turbo barely flinched as Berri's fingers clumsily flopped to the back of Turbo's head and began to scratch his scalp, and as if he wasn't prepared to melt into further slumber, he hotly pushed a long, drawn out, silent groan of pure delight through his nose as Berri gave his scalp a lazy, clumsy little scratch of a massage, his dusty grey hair was cutely sprout in all sorts of directions; this was entirely due to their further love making, well into the night, with wet hair.
His heart soared, the sheer fact that this was his reality, he finally did what he could to un-stick his eyelids and glossed his golden, happy, narrowed gaze across their sunny vacation abode. With the flutter of their curtains, the way their high ceiling of their little upstairs loft eagerly gripped to the bounce of morning sunlight off of the marble tiles far below, he gently shifted his bare legs in a rub against Berri's also bare legs and did whatever he could to snuggle the two deeper into their pillowy downs of heavenly sheets and blankets, ones of which were quick to swallow them whole. With a quiet grunt, Turbo lofted the big, heavy down blanket over their bare figures, in their entirety, and smiled a sneaky smile into Berri's chest as she emit a quiet croak of a giggle. Eventually Turbo sat up a little on the prop of his elbow, he hovered his tired face over Berri's and, without words, he cutely caught her in a whirl of sleepy smooches, the stick of their lips afforded only slow peels of adoring pecks. Turbo breathed his hot breath onto her face, knowing, full well, they both marinated in each other's morning breath, though they went unflinching underneath their blanketed dome of sunny, morning love.
"Good morning," Berri meeped cutely through their slow little kisses.
"Good morning," Turbo tenderly returned, his already deep voice was lowered a few raspy octaves.
"Will you marry me?" Berri quietly asked above a croak of her voice doing what it could to find itself, Turbo huffed a chuckle through his nose and lulled his eyes closed in lovestruck delight.
"Every day," Turbo's deep, equally as croaky voice supplied her, an eternal amount of soft love they sought out whenever they could. Turbo glossed his becoming-peachy gaze to Berri's bare chest, down her bare body in a swoop of boyish, sleepy delight, and as he sagged his strong, warm hand to Berri's flat, lower belly, he finally brought his eyes back to hers in dreamy delight, "How'd you sleep?"
"Like a rock," Berri's voice only croaked in cute, girly delight. Her longing, softened gaze peered up into Turbo's with an equally as peachy glow of little flecks in her blue irises, she eased a sweet smile into his handsome eyes and reached her right hand up, so to run her fingers through Turbo's wildly messy, charcoal-colored hair, "How many times did we...?"
"Three," Turbo's deep, raspy voice concluded, he slowly dipped in for more kisses to her adorable, irresistible little face, the feel of her warm hand that cupped the back of his head kept him eagerly coming back for more. Their hushed whispering to each other hovered in dreamy, lovely delight, a bubble of divine, heavenly love neither were prepared to peel from, "Well... Three, on my end. Four for you."
"Yeah, that last time..." Berri trailed in grumbly, blushing remembrance, she lulled her eyes closed and endured the slow, cute, innocent smooches Turbo kept supplying her. She smiled on his warm kisses and knew she could lay here for the end of time, though she hissed him a warm, one-worded compliment that she knew would go far, she cupped the back of his head and allowed her shaky exhale to conclude her statement, "Wow..."
"That good?" Turbo's deep voice huffed a chuckle onto her cheeks, in which she grinned a sleepy little smile and bobbed a nod.
"C'mon, I'm hungry," Berri grunted as she slowly began to sit up and roll over, so to finally find her way out of the downs, though she faltered in her movement the second Turbo wrapped his strong arms about her middle and sagged his chest and face into Berri's bare back. She blurt a struggling grunt of a giggle as Turbo began to push his whole weight down onto Berri's body, she flagged her hand and blurt a bit of a louder laugh and struggled to try and sit up, though her face lightly smushed into her pillow, "Turbo... We HAVE to get out of bed eventually."
"No we don't," Turbo's voice mumbled into her bare back, between her little shoulder blades. Berri faltered in arguing Turbo the second he began to push firm, slow kisses into the soft skin down her spine, she visibly shuddered in delightful surprise as he just barely trailed them to her shoulder blades, the stubble on his jaw and face soft brushed her skin with his fervor. He huffed a small chuckle through his nose as she settled and eased a long hum of delight as he eased a whisper onto her skin, through his firm kisses, "I actually DO have a surprise for you."
"Turbo, it's a surprise every single time, I could swear your tampering with your own code room settings, or something," Berri rushed in a cheekily annoyed mumble, to which Turbo slowly sat up and beamed an incredulous smile down to her figure.
"I'm not talking about that," Turbo choked a sleepy laugh and lulled his eyes closed, though Berri sat up to normality and lazily began to put on a shirt in which she thought was hers, but ended up being Turbo's. Her little body was draped in his much bigger black t-shirt, her poofy blue hair was a delightful mess down her shoulders. The very idea of giving Berri the surprise of Chester's eyesight was now something he almost entirely forgot about, due to their full night of romance. He grunted, to reach for his phone on the nightstand, and though he had cozily sagged the covers over his lap, Berri did what she could to eye his handsome, sculpted bare figure in his reaching lean. She breathed a cute, silent giggle and felt her face get hot once he sat back to correction, "I genuinely COULD tamper with my own physical coding, but... From the sound of it, it seems like I don't need to."
"Stop it," Berri mumbled with a pursed smile as she aimlessly looked off, she heaved a shaky breath and tucked her hair behind her ears, though as Turbo thumbed through his phone, he began to look as if he was stalling. Berri furrowed her brow and shook her head, "What's the surprise? Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, everything's great, I just... Wow, why am I nervous right now?" Turbo wondered with a boyish grin of nervousness as he presented his grey hand to her, of which was lightly shaking. Berri's interest levels immediately rose as the two locked eyes. Turbo's laughing grew as he shook his head, "Holy User I'm so nervous to tell you this, I didn't... Realize how potentially huge and heavy this would feel."
"What? What is it? Now I'm getting scared," Berri blurt, her anxious eyes looked around before stabbing into Turbo's lovely, golden glowing eyes, though as he thumbed to just what he was looking for, he lulled his eyes closed in cute defeat and held his phone to his chest in secretive reveal.
"So, I've been working really hard to get this all finished, and... I think it's time your best friend could put a face to a voice," Turbo stated in cute conclusion, and though Berri's eyes confusedly dart about Turbo's face in rapid fire searching, the connection was finally met the second Berri's eyes lit up, she gaped in surprise and messily covered her mouth, though before she could hurry to inquire just what Turbo was talking about, he choked a shaky, becoming-emotional chuckle and gently held his phone out for Berri to see Chester's eye sight coding, all in tact and completed in one piece, "I finished Chester's eyesight coding... Surprise!"
"Turbo," Berri scoffed in unadulterated surprise as huge tears welled in her eyes, she grimaced a cute little cry of a giggle and desperately peered into his eyes, "Y-you...!"
"All I have to do is reset him and he's good to go," Turbo rushed with a wide grin, though he sagged his phone to his side the second Berri lifted from her sitting position and firmly sagged into Turbo's readied embrace with her arms tight about his neck. She cried his name in an ironic twist of grief-stricken delight and gripped him as tight as she could, in which his strong arms fastened about her middle. He grinned over her shoulder and securely tucked her tight into his body as she quietly cried, "We get to show him the island, we can teach him colors, he can officially meet everyone."
"He can fly on his own!" Berri cried as she pulled away from Turbo and sat on her knees in front of his lazy, cross-legged position in the middle of their bed. She wiped her eyes of tears and grinned into Turbo's lovely face with renewed energy, "Turbo, I-I can't believe you did this...! W-we have to go get Chester!"
"I have Wren on it," Turbo smiled, though he wrinkled his nose in hot remembrance and sagged his shoulders, "Which... I should probably meet up with him before we do anything and apologize... I kind of left him hanging."
"Holy User, where is Chester now?" Berri wondered, she desperately tried to collect herself, though she felt thwarted from the emotions hitting her head on.
"Heeeee's... With Mara," Turbo stated after he prod for Chester's waypoints, on the island, "Looks as if they're outside, probably playing code-ball catch."
"Okay, let's... Let's do this, I'm so freaking excited," Berri rushed as she began to get off of her's and Turbo's bed, "Does Chester know?"
"No, Tessa and Wren were gunna bring Royal and Balba here to surprise him, so he can see his parents for the first," Turbo explained, he began to feel further dread as he, too, got off of the bed. Although him and Berri were now fully, romantically involved, he could still feel the urge to cover his exposed body in a full swathe of shy newness. He quickly grappled for his sweatpants and did what he could to wriggle himself into his clothes before Berri could get a proper, standing eyeful, "And then... We should see if he guesses who you are, without any of us saying anything."
"He'd pick you out first, he has your scent down-pat," Berri giggled as she, too, began to get dressed for the day. She flashed Turbo a teary smile and shook her head in giddy excitement, "I'm so excited for this, I've been... DREAMING of this since I was a child."
"Today's the day," Turbo stated with great warmth, a happiness he radiated, and upon finally getting dressed, he straightened out his lazy white t-shirt and approached Berri with a rush of cute, playful warmth. She squealed a noise as he scooped her up into his arms, gave her a simple, lazy twirl and grinned at the amount of sweet giggling she casted over his broad shoulder. Upon sagging her feet back to the floor below, he sagged and softly trailed innocent kisses on her throat, and upon coming to her ear, he lulled his eyes closed and eased a whisper, "I can't wait to call you my wife..."
"You, sir, are full of all sorts of surprises," Berri stated in wistful, relieved nonchalance as the two just barely pulled their heads apart, though they remained in each other's arms. Berri's twinkling, bright blue eyes hooked tight to Turbo's, and in the stillness of their plot of coded realization, Berri took in the full view of Turbo's sweet, boyish, innocent disposition; Berri narrowed her eyes and knew, it wasn't way too long ago, that he was a grumpy, misunderstood outcast, "Y'ever consider the fact that you'd make the most awesome husband one day?"
"No, you wouldn't have even been able to pay me to make me believe those words," Turbo mumbled in disgruntled cuteness, he shook his head and inhaled a deep breath, and although he gave Berri a loving smile full of gratitude, he sagged to playful dread, "Too bad I won't make it to see that beautiful white dress you'll wear. Wren's gunna permanently kill me."
"He's not going to kill you, just... Give him a big hug and don't let him talk," Berri choked a laugh and shook her head, "Works for me. If he's grumpy, I just coral him into a huge hug and, although it takes him awhile to hug me back, he eventually succumbs and can't stay mad."
"... Not the soundest advice for a being that is a master at sword wielding, but I'll give it a shot," Turbo rubbed his chin in contemplation, and though he so desperately wanted to sag back into the romantic shroud of downs him and Berri had come crawling from, though the itch to gift Berri and Chester this incredible gift overrode said desires, for now.
With great hesitancy, he pulled out his phone, bit his lip and sourced everyone's waypoints. Seeing that everyone on the lot was awake, he took note that Wren was, indeed, back at the palace with Tessa, inside the King's and Queen's home. He casually shot Tessa a message asking if he could stop by, knowing barging in, via teleportation, wasn't wise. As him and Berri said their temporary goodbyes, as well as just where to meet up for Chester's eyesight reveal, Turbo made quick work of teleporting himself to Tessa's and Zed's indoor teleportation pad. As his rosy coding came to fruition in their lovely, sunny, homey corridor, Turbo froze and allowed his golden eyes to dar about his surroundings. Although still in warmth and quiet from a lazy Saturday morning, he listened closer and could hear Tessa's, Zed's and Wren's gentle conversing down inside their work den, a gorgeous greenhouse-like room that had a full view of the palace's blossoming nature; a peaceful, sunny place to get work done. Turbo silently made his way across the tiles, his bare feet finally sagged into the den and, upon curiously peering in, he felt his throat close as Wren was the first person to see him.
"... Well, well," Wren stabbed, his voice broadened beyond Tessa's and Zed's gentle conversing, so to signify he was speaking to someone further across the room. Him, Tessa and Zed were lazily stood about one of their work tables, and although there were a few holographic displays that hovered in readiness, their group read lazy nonchalance. Wren crossed his arms and stabbed a stewing, playfully irritated look Turbo's way, "Look who finally dragged himself out of bed."
Turbo bit his lip and felt his stomach clench at the predicament he had put himself in. He was well aware Berri's parents wanted nothing to do with conversation that had to deal with him swapping codes with Berri, he knew Wren was due to lighting the place ablaze with said topic, though as Turbo cautiously pressed closer to the group, he wondered if maybe it all wasn't such a huge deal, any longer. He was glad that Berri's parents genuinely loved him, and further knew everything that his and Berri's relationship entailed, he held his eyes to Wren and felt defeat hit his skin. Turbo knew that whatever fit of teasing Wren had to potentially deliver wouldn't be news to Tessa and Zed, and instead of loudly arguing Wren and begging him not to indulge on the more romantic aspect of the intimate relations their fragile princess fell into, he continued to press closer to Wren and wondered if just taking Berri's weird advice would somehow aid him in putting out fires.
Turbo could see Wren's facial expression begin to sag from riled, mean teasing to a slope of now irritated confusion, though the second Turbo was within Wren's gravity, he grappled his strong arms about Wren's shoulders and yanked him into a wobbling, glom of a hug, in which Turbo sagged his cheek to the top of Wren's head. Wren grunted a noise and unravelled his arms from their crossed position, over his broad chest, and though he obviously allowed said gesture from Turbo, he held limp in Turbo's grip and sagged his shoulders in defeated irritation. With his dull gaze that now peered to Tessa's and Zed's prickled, cheeky grins of confusion, Turbo easily lofted them a boyish look of sheepish, smiling uncertainty. With both boys' silent expressions speaking ten million different words, both Tessa and Zed finally erupted into a loud laughing fit at the strange debacle. Wren closed his eyes in now seething irritation and barked a notion of defiance out to the room, he knew it was his only weak defense against one of his favorite individuals on the whole planet.
"Yeah, you KNOW you done fucked up if you can't even VERBALLY apologize to me!" Wren shouted with a trail of a laugh he desperately tried to stifle, in which Turbo grinned in sheepish delight and closed his eyes in boyish dread. He squeezed Wren a bit tighter into his chest and committed to Berri's advice.
"What is going on?" Tessa urged through her laughter as Zed crossed his arms in grinning, curious wait.
"Go easy," Turbo muttered as Wren opened his mouth to begin, though he faltered a noise of flabbergasted shock and stiffened with reanimated purpose.
He flailed his arm and figured this was now when Turbo would let go, though both men wobbled as Turbo held fast to his grippy hug, a plea of forgiveness. Wren bugged his eyes in surprise and deflated the second he realized Turbo wasn't going to let go, though he gave Tessa and Zed a mean, excited grin and was eager to unload, "So, Mr. Prince-To-Be and I were having a VERY lovely conversation until I noticed his eyes started to go all peachy. Turns out, Berri was across the way wearing a bikini."
"Oh, no, I don't... Need this conversation right now," Zed huffed in further grinning irritation, he rubbed his temple and grimaced, though Tessa grinned wider and furrowed her eyebrows with the hidden drama, between both boys, that was ensuing.
"I LITERALLY talked about shoving Oreos up my butt and Turbo was just sitting there agreeing like a lovestruck IDIOT," Wren shouted with a grin, to which Turbo shyly grinned and now tucked his face into the top of Wren's head, as if to hide. Wren jostled a bit, due to trying to half-heartedly free himself from Turbo's grip, "I finally dismissed him because I couldn't carry a conversation on with him. I have a Turbotime guy as a swap mate. I KNOW what peach-eyes means, for User's sakes."
"What is the problem, here, then?" Tessa wondered with a confused giggle as she gestured her arm out.
"I didn't think he'd whisk Berri away and be gone for the ENTIRE night after that!" Wren screeched as he firmly flagged his hand out, "And NOW this jerk wants me to partake in Chester's eyesight coding reveal, like nothing happened. Get off of me!"
"I'm sorry, please forgive me," Turbo meeped, he kept his grip tight about Wren and was beginning to wonder if Berri's trick wouldn't work.
"You're sorry," Wren rolled his eyes and sagged in Turbo's grip, an unwavering hold of playfulness, though Wren lulled his eyes closed in defeat and heaved a long, raspy sigh against Turbo's strong upper arm. He finally pat Turbo's side and looked more than annoyed to be uttering said words, "It's... Fine, Turbo, I'm mostly just playing. I just... REALLY was excited for that jam session."
"Today, I promise," Turbo grunted, he finally peeled his eyes open and peered to Tessa and Zed, who patiently and sweetly watched their little argument settle.
"I wouldn't take you for someone so desperate to rush off and swap codes, I mean, you looked like you were going to have an aneurysm," Wren mumbled, though much to Turbo's whole entire surprise, Wren finally wrapped his arms about Turbo's middle and gave him a confirming squeeze of forgiveness; Turbo felt a hot lick of success hit his skin, he quietly reminded himself to thank Berri later, "If we don't start setting up the equipment and instruments after Chester's reveal, I'm serious, I will leave the vacation early. That hurt."
"I know it did, I'm truly sorry," Turbo mumbled as he finally unravelled his arms from Wren and peered into his eyes, once and for all, "I... Lost my mind, I really don't know what's going on with me. I feel different. I made a selfish decision and you were in the cross-fire. I'm really sorry."
"...It's okay, I get it, she's beautiful, yada yada," Wren rolled his eyes and flagged his hand, though he eyed Turbo with a small smile and sneakily gave him further forgiveness through said, warm eye contact.
"Are you feeling okay? What do you mean you feel different?" Tessa worried in prickled confusion, she shook her head and knew this topic was sensitive, though she glanced to Zed and was further surprised to find that he wasn't running for the hills.
"O-oh, I just..." Turbo furrowed his eyebrows and now realized just the words that came out of his mouth, the hot realization that both of Berri's parents were now curiously peering into his soul with rising concern. Turbo bashfully swung his gaze to Wren's in shrinking, boyish nervousness, to which the air in the room finally settled out of a teasing air, the potentially taboo topic warmed from something private and seamlessly sagged into matured concern from the people that cared deeply for the good of Turbo's and Berri's success. Turbo swallowed hard and felt a weird itch, on the underside of his brain, now fully molt into a chiming voice of concern, one of which he hadn't addressed until this moment. He rubbed his chest in aimless searching and allowed his eyes to look off in narrowed bewilderment, "... Yeah, what the heck has gotten into me."
"I know you two have wanted it for a long time now, but I figured those two weeks of two swaps a day would've, I don't know... Expedited the honeymoon phase," Wren mumbled in soft concern, and as Turbo lofted his gaze to every single adult in front of him, all masters inside their own realm of private swapping, he felt alien with the way everyone stared at him in curious nervousness. Wren's cautious, polite voice carried on, "I mean, I couldn't get you to focus on a single word I was saying, last night. It was bizarre. Unlike you."
"May I?" Tessa asked gently, she held her hand outwards and facing Turbo's upper arm, though it was void of coding, as if to assure to Turbo that there was no pressure to consent to an exterior swap. Although a kind notion, Turbo bobbed an urgent nod of rising nervousness and now almost was desperate for an outside perspective, the weird predicament that now hit him between the eyes, somthing that slowly began to boil over him. With Tessa's warm touch to his upper arm, and the easy merge of their exterior coding that quickly grew a brighter, more vivid rosy color, Tessa's eyes aimlessly glossed Turbo's chest in searching as she politely assessed his vitals and coding. Much to Turbo's dismay, she grimaced tightly in mulling concern and peered into Turbo's eyes, "Yeah, hun, your... Your coding is all off balance. It's kind of hovering in this fight or flight state, did something bad happen?"
"No, nothing at all," Turbo pleaded in further concern, the golden glow in his eyes began to mute to grey worry, he almost desperately hovered in Tessa's coding, that weird itch to not be alone now began to sag over him. He furrowed his brow as both him and Tessa peered to Zed in confusion, in which Turbo carried on, "W-we... Swapped a few times last night, but nothing bad happened, I mean I feel like Berri would've said something."
"Yeah, she would've," Zed bobbed a nod and crossed his arms, though he raised his eyebrows and didn't look as concerned as Tessa, "I'm wondering if you've fallen into a coded dependency. This could easily wreak havoc on the coding and chemistry in your brain. It's a good thing you're aware of how you're feeling now before it's too late."
"... What happens if it's 'too late'?" Wren stabbed in hot worry, to which Zed furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head.
"Well, for someone unlike Turbo, who is self aware and can take care of himself, some would think said downward spiral would turn you into a virus," Zed mumbled, in which Turbo began to feel dread sweep him, and in such an important morning for Chester, he nervously peered to Tessa and sagged hard into her motherly care, "You just go mad, make rash decisions, you start to not act like yourself... There's really no time limit. It could be tomorrow, it could be years from now."
"Coded dependency, meaning like... I-I mean I love Berri and all," Turbo staggered his words in faltered worry, he shook his head in confusion and shrugged, though Tessa smiled up into his eyes and rubbed his arm amidst their exterior swap.
"Bub, you went thirty years trapped with someone else's coding, with no refresh... You're probably just enduring a bit of PTSD from it all," Tessa assured, "Your coding is worried something is going to happen to the constant refill that Berri can supply, so your coding can't really relax."
"This isn't meant to be a jab at you, or anything, but... How did you not sense this within yourself, due to all your core coding knowledge?" Wren innocently asked, genuinely not trying to prod at an open wound, and though Turbo understood Wren's intentions, he still shrugged and almost pleadingly peered to Zed, as if to feel worried about his own self assessment, or lack thereof.
"Sometimes you need an outside perspective, from someone else, even though Turbo has all of this coded knowledge... Likely more than all of us combined, it doesn't mean that sometimes stuff can slip under the radar," Zed intelligently pressed as he rubbed his forehead and tidied his brilliant, short blue hair, "And, in the heat of code swapping, it's... Not something you think on first. And nor Berri, I doubt you guys are contemplating if your coding is balanced, or not. I mean, really."
"It's a common thing to overlook, but you're going to be just fine," Tessa assured as she released Turbo from their exterior swap, she could see Turbo visibly sag, as if to subconsciously show coded disappointment from said departure, "Just chat with Berri. Surely you two can correct it."
"... If not?" Turbo staggered in further, swallowing worry, in which Zed blurt a chuckle and lovingly pat Turbo's upper arm in firm, familial camaraderie.
"Then that's when you message me and Tess," Zed stated with a kind smile, "We won't let you suffer, like this. It can be settled. Just takes some, well... Code therapy, if you will."
"C'mon... This is an exciting day, don't worry about it too much right now," Tessa assured, she smiled to Wren and Zed, "Let's go get the flyers and head to Sugar Sun!"
"I'm actually excited, we're gunna stay to hang out on the beach," Zed bobbed a nod, in which Tessa eagerly grinned; it was here did Turbo feel a further flood of relief knowing that Tessa and Zed would be close by, just in case he ended up spiraling in worry.
"Will you be here for our jam session?" Wren asked, though he firmly eyed Turbo.
"Are you only inviting us to make sure Turbo doesn't run off again?" Zed wondered dryly, he shot Turbo a strictly playful, authoritative look, which finally got a small chuckle and a smile out of Turbo's worried disposition.
"Maybe," Wren muttered as he, too, peered to Turbo in hot annoyance.
"Enough, c'mon," Tessa waved her hand between all three boys, she perked up and stood on her tip toes in a little bounce of glee, "Let's go show Chester what he's been missing."
"Chessyyyy," Berri called, her vivid blue hair whipped about, she furrowed her eyebrows and stood in the middle of the massive grassy section only hugged by their resort's cul-de-sac, equally housed Turbo's three parked cars, untouched.
She could see Chester running about, in the sand, far beyond the resort houses, and though Mara kindly began to head over to her, from the far across stretch, she could see Chester run about in the sand and beg for Mara to throw the ball. Mara loudly told Chester that Berri was calling, though he playfully whined and begged, again, for the ball to be thrown. Berri sagged her shoulders and smiled at the sweet sight, and though she knew she could get louder and Chester would adhere to her urgency, she relaxed for a minute. Although in the sag of relaxing, her bare feet on the soft grass, she jolted in whole surprise the second the grid next to her buzzed in a frenzy of coding. Popping into fruition was Tessa, Zed, Turbo and Wren. They all blinked in discombobulation, looked about and erupted into soft chuckling the second they came face ot face with Berri's look of total surprise.
"OH, sorry," Turbo blurt a shaky chuckle and lovingly held his hand to Berri's lower arm, "Didn't mean to scare you. Where's Chester?"
"He's over there, playing catch with Mara," Berri gestured, she defeatedly smiled and looked off, though jolted again in surprise the second Zed successfully teleported Balba and Royal nearby. They stiffened, sniffed the new, ocean air in curiosity and hovered tight to each other in brewing curiosity. Berri beamed a wide smile and waved in excitement, "Royal, Balba!"
"Hey, guys," Royal's deep, reverberating voice pressed, the two flyers looked a huge mixture of excitement and nervousness, written all over their demeanors. Berri was well aware this was a big predicament, having your child see you for the very first time, they both looked beside themselves.
"He's stubborn," Mara called from across their fifty foot gap, she began to stroll over with grinning dread over the fact that she was unsuccessful in getting Chester to come closer.
"I'll get'm, cover your ears," Turbo tenderly warned, and as everyone nervously plugged their ears, Turbo's braod chest inhaled a huge, deep breath, and as he skillfully tucked his fingers into his mouth, his figure erupted with an ear-piercing whistle out to the atmosphere above. Like clockwork, Chester's thunderous paws could be heard storming in their direction, to which everyone sagged their surprised roll of eye contact to Sugar Rush's Prince-to-be. He sheepishly smiled and watched as Chester urgently began to gallop past the resort houses, an uneducated mess of puppy paws and the show of his vivid, turquoise tongue that dangled out of his mouth. Turbo bobbed a nod and grimaced, "Continue bracing yourself, he usually doesn't stop until he hits something."
"User, it's a good thing this will be a thing of the past," Zed grunted as everyone, excluding Turbo, began to cutely scramble out of their vicinity.
"Nah, I wouldn't count on it," Wren muttered wit a grin as Chester's sunny, loving, world of a personality fervently trot across the grass and approached Turbo as his voice lead him home.
"Bud, stop disobeying Berri," Turbo instructed firmly, though he grunted a hard laugh as Chester firmly nuzzled his snout into Turbo's center, causing him to wobble. Turbo freely laughed and rubbed the top of his head as Chester finally settled on all four paws, tucked his wings tight to himself and eased into Turbo's touch, "Bud, we... We got a bit of a surprise for you."
"Surprise?" Chester wondered happily, though he suddenly perked his ears, snapped his jaw shut, looked directly in Balba's and Royal's direction in blind searching. His snout wrinkled over and over, and in quick, puppy-dog like assessment, he bounced out of Turbo's presence and flapped his wings a little, "Mom! Dad!"
"Jesus, the snout on that guy," Tessa gawked, Royal and Balba were easily two dozen feet away. Chester bounced on his feet in excitement as Royal and Balba's much stiller dispositions collected with their son, and in a sweet show of familial camaraderie, Chester eagerly nuzzled his snout into Balba's, all three beings warmly loved on each other in the act of overlapped wings and bumped, nuzzled noses.
"Thanks for the surprise, guys," Chester stated, fully satisfied with just his parent's presence, and as everyone erupted into sweet laughter towards their bumbling ball of sunshine, Chester sagged as everyone began to gather closely. Mara finally caught up with Wren, Turbo, Zed, Tessa and Berri. Chester bobbed a nod and allowed his blind, shaky eyes to look about in what would be full confidence, his ears twitched as everyone's footsteps, on the grass, cued him to understanding just where everyone was standing. He inhaled a deep breath, the lovely pillow of cream fur on his chest whisked in the wind like velvet, "I definitely was getting a little homesick for my kind."
"Chess, c'mere, I... I have a much bigger surprise, for you," Turbo pressed warmly, and as Chester's heavy, sturdy paws confidently took a few steps closer to Turbo, he lovingly cupped Chester's furry chin in his hands and peered deep into Chester's glossed, blind eyes. A foggy show of what would be vivid, turquoise eyes, Turbo felt a breath catch int he back of his throat, this monumental day, he was floored that everyone now could show Chester a new world, to introduce him to things he'd only dreamed of. Turbo rubbed Chester's snout and kept his voice low, though everyone hovered near in quiet, excited anticipation, "Tell me... If you had to guess, what do you think your mom and dad LOOK like?"
"Like physically? Well... I've seen coded outlines of them," Chester assured with a nod, his deep, though boyish and adorably juvenile voice was ladened with all of the love in the world. His blind eyes looked in Balba's and Royal's direction, "I know my dad is a big, huge chameleon with grippy paws. My mom more looks like me, I believe. Right?"
"Yeah, that's right," Berri chimed warmly.
"... Wanna see them for real, bud?" Turbo wondered cutely, to which Chester's ears sagged in surprise, he furrowed his fuzzy brow and peered in Turbo's direction.
"You mean like... Lift my blindness? Yeah I'd love that," Chester guffawed, as if it were too good to be true, though with the way the group held in silence, Chester's demeanor became alive with hot surprise as he stood a little straighter, "Wait, what are you saying..."
"We've finished your eyesight coding, Chess... Your parents are here so they can be the first thing you see," Turbo stated with a happy smile, everyone eagerly glanced to each other in full excitement, as if this was one of the coolest things they could do.
"No, you're kidding," Chester stated in full shock, he bounced on his paws and shook his head, "I-I... I'll be able to SEE? I can see what everyone looks like?"
"Hooo my User I am not prepared for any of this," Berri murmured as she fanned her face, knowing full well she was going to likely be crying through all of this. Tessa giggled and cutely gathered Berri into a side hug as Berri's eyes welled with big tears of happiness.
"You've waited long enough, bud, why don't you face your parents and I'll reset you," Turbo instructed, his hands shook, he was so shocked he was able to actually gift Chester with this blessing that everyone took for granted.
Chester immediately faced his parents and stiffened his legs, as if to promise he would probably reanimate with excitement upon the arrival of his coding. His furry chest heaved as he panted in rising excitement, though as Chester held in suspended wait, Turbo hovered his finger over Chester's reset button and bit his lip in contemplation. He looked over his shoulder, to where Berri and Tessa were stood, and knew this was definitely a gift he was giving Berri, as well. In a lull of not thinking twice, he warmly reached over and handed Berri his phone, which had Chester's controls on full display. Berri raised her eyebrows and peered hard into Turbo's eyes, in which he hovered close to her and Tessa. He eased Berri a solidified notion of hushed sweetness.
"You should do the honors, your highness," Turbo concluded with a nod as Berri received Turbo's phone; Tessa grinned and rubbed Berri's upper arm firmly, as if to encourage her to go ahead and make Chester's reality colorful.
Berri inhaled a readied breath as everyone fixated their gaze to Chester, Balba and Royal, and with a gentle push, of Berri's doing, Chester's coding urgently blipped out of existence and immediately came back to the grid in a full reset, one of which now blessed him with full eye sight. The sun seemingly froze in the sky, the whole world was put on pause, everything inside this moment was more raw and real than anyone could ask for, and with the exhale of Chester's breath of unadulterated surprise, Balba and Royal grinned in teary excitement as their eyes locked with Chester's for the very first time. Chester stood still in prickled awe, as if he had absolutely no clue how to handle any of the brand new information rushing to his brain. He cautiously took a step forward and almost fumbled, as if the dimensions and depth of everything was now something he had to massively relearn, though he eased a wide grin and peered up to his mom and dad, all three a teary mess of grinning delight. As they all firmly came together in another reuniting show of overlapped wings, firm nuzzling, sweet nothings mumbled to each other, Chester took a few steps back and assessed them, yet again.
"This can't be how you guys actually live," Chester hissed in relieved, unadulterated delight as a wide grin crossed his face.
"It is, we're just... So sorry you only are just NOW able to live it with us," Royal's deep voice meeped, Balba shook her head and peered to him in softness.
"It was no one's fault, Roy," Balba assured as Chester firmly assessed them, everything the sunlight did to their fur, the wave of color that he couldn't even put names to, Chester huffed a shaky chuckle and felt gridlocked to this moment, that is, until, Turbo's voice brought him back to the planet.
"Guess the first color you should probably learn is the color blue," Turbo chimed cutely, to which Chester flattened his ears, honed in on Turbo's voice and knew, full well, that Berri's hair was the color blue, just because of conversation he'd heard over the span of his life.
Chester nervously swung his new, fresh eyes across the grass, turned around and now assessed the group of beings so patiently and excitedly waiting behind him. Chester firmly assessed each person in a drag of continued awe, and although he couldn't put names to any of them, he somehow caught with the teariest individual in the group, whom of which was being consoled by a shorter, more motherly individual. Chester held his brilliant, clear and glossy turquoise eyes tight to the person in which he swore was Berri, and as she finally released an unrelenting grin and took a few steps forward, Chester sagged his wings in further shock and allowed his eyesight to identify his best friend, once and for all.
"Berri," Chester huffed in a shaky press of disbelief, he eyed her hair, her pretty figure, her teary, adorable face, he sagged his wings and grinned in bittersweet surprise as she neared in firm, confident footsteps. Chester shook his head and longblinked in further surprise, "I-I... Wow, you're even prettier than Turbo led on."
Turbo beamed a shy smile and looked down to his feet, and although this was a cue to Chester in just who Turbo was, he missed it due to being locked on Berri's approaching figure. Berri resisted the urge to dive into one of Chester's furry, enveloping hugs and instead held his furry chin in her hands, so he could continue looking at her.
"I love you Chessy, how you like it?" Berri's voice meeped through the tears that streaked her cheeks, to which Chester scoffed a hearty laugh and finally peeled his eyes from Berri's figure and looked all about.
"... I-I can't even explain it," Chester whispered, and although he was itching to discover just who was who, so he could permanently begin learning just what everyone looked like, he shook his head and grinned, his eyes kept tight to Berri's, "I have a LOT to learn."
"L-Let's... Let's start with introductions, maybe," Berri rubbed her cheeks and eased a giggle, she gestured to herself and tried to stop herself from letting more happy tears trail her cheeks, "I'm Berri, clearly."
"You're hair is blue... So THIS is blue," Chester wondered cutely, though as he firmly assessed the small group about them, he caught eyes with Zed and bobbed a confident nod, "Okay, you're somehow related to this guy..."
"That guy is my dad," Berri blurt a hard chuckle, in which Zed grinned and erupted into laughter, as well.
"OH Zed! Wow, I thought you'd look much older," Chester assured with a shaky chuckle, in which Zed crossed his arms and eyed Tessa in cheeky cuteness. Chester firmly caught with the other blue haired individual, in the group, "So... Is THIS blue, too? It looks close to it."
"Don't say anything, your voice will give yourself away," Zed instructed cutely as Berri and Chester focused on Mara.
"Uhh... It's like a lighter blue, almost purple," Berri instructed, "This softer color is called pastel. And yes, I'm related to her."
"MARA!" Chester barked, he quickly noticed the ball in her hand, "Ohh I'm so excited for you to throw the ball and me actually be able to find it with my eyes."
"I'll throw it, but you still have people to meet," Mara cutely chimed as everyone glossed the group left to be introduced; Balba and Royal came about in a tighter bout of camaraderie, to witness this funny and cute reunion.
"Alright, let's see, colors I don't know..." Chester furrowed his brow and firmly assessed Wren, Tessa and Turbo, though as he deduced just how much Turbo stood out, Chester honed tight to Turbo's demeanor and sagged in cute, boyish relief, "Turbo...!"
"Dammit," Turbo grunted, the group erupted in laughter as Chester firmly nuzzled his snout into Turbo's center, "I was hoping that'd be difficult!"
"Nah, you don't have blue hair," Chester mumbled cutely, he finally peered his glorious eyes deep into Turbo's and gave him a wrinkle of a fang-fllled smile, "Y'also got that creepy gaze Berri was always telling me about."
"You STILL think it's creepy?" Wren barked in hot agitation, though he slapped his hands over his mouth and peered up into Chester's delighted gaze.
"Wren!" Chester barked in elated surprise as he bounced on his feet, in which Wren grinned in defeat and threw his hands up.
"NOT FAIR," Wren shouted as he began to playfully walk away.
"Leavinnnggg..." Chester eyed Tessa in sweetness and firmly dart his eyes back and forth between Berri and Tessa. As if to assess if they were related, Chester smiled with a nod and gave Berri a sweet smile, "You have your mother's eyes."
"Sans color," Zed's deep voice ushered in sweetness as he hugged his arm about Tessa's shoulders.
"So, you have blue down," Berri chimed warmly as she brought her hands back to Chester's chin, and as they peered deep into each other's eyes, for the first time, she sighed a breath of relief and concluded the first act of this brand new, exciting and sunny day to be had, "Now we got a whole world of color to teach yah."
A/N: Hey guys! Look, I know these chapters are MASSIVE and intimidating, but... I have a confession. I haven't felt this free in my writing since Wrecking Limits. For the first 60 chapters of Wrecking Limits, I was writing it all on my own and wasn't uploading it anywhere. It wasn't meant for anyone else, and I wrote just... Unabated. I've finally reached that point again. It's lost me viewers and readers, but I've come to terms with it. This saga is so far from its source, having spiraled into something I'm so entirely in love with, I can't keep catering to wanting views or readers. Because, how it all began, was just me myself and I. I'm sorry if you've lost interest and that frustrates you. This saga is my baby and I have to carry on where my heart leads. These long chapters let me relax and write how I desperately want, it helps me expand on dialog and character development in a way I haven't had in awhile. I finally feel free.
For those of you that are keeping up and enjoying, I'm eternally glad AND grateful. I AIM to have this 4th story finished before the turn of the year, but who knows. I'm just writing and not letting anything get in my way. This is a huge stress relief whilst I'm in school, where I just float away with my story on the weekends and forget the world for a little bit. I was rereading Wrecking Limits the other day and realized all the friends I've made, the people I used to chat with, are just gone. It's weird. I got really sad... But, I carried on, even though each story has less and less readers and less and less interest, I'm still grateful for the attention. Truly. But I get it if you've left due to intimidating chapter lengths. I'm sorry. Truly. Blame school. I literally cannot write during the weeks, due to Ringling's workload. I tried. It's not fun.
I just hope I made you guys happy while I could. The next chapter, or two, is the end of Sugar Sun Island, and will very quickly dip into a slippery slope of drama, so hopefully those of you that are still holding on, can look forward to that. I appreciate all of you more than you'll know. Thank you for everything.
-Tess
