"Oh my mod. Oh my mod. What-what have I done!? I-I killed... I didn't mean..." I pace back and forth around the cave, mumbling to myself and trying to get it together. I was just so shocked that that just happened so suddenly!
I'm a killer, a murderer! I'm a horrible friend! I just pushed him-right into the lava. Maybe... Maybe he'll just respawn? He's apart of the game, right? ...oh who am I kidding, he's not coming back!
I stop pacing and sit on the bed, folding my hands together and trying to think. I slowly manage to calm myself down. I take a deep breath and stand up. I walk quickly to the exit, choosing to forget any of this even happened.
As I leave the cave, I hear the sound of static and screeching glitches. I pause midstep and peek back into the cave. A huge mass of red pixels was forming by the bed.
"What the...?"
The pixels began to morph and shape themselves. They soon take the basic form of cybrid-Turbo and start to refine themselves. Before I can fully take in what was happening, the pixels settle and a bug-eyed Turbo stares blankly at me.
"Oh, thank Mod your alive!" I breath a sigh of relief. "I'm so sorry-"
I scream and dive out the way as the huge cybrid comes barreling at me. He smacks into the wall, recoiling and looking quite dizzy. Something seemed off though-he wasn't making any pissed remarks or calling me names... He was just laughing. Not even laughing, I'd call this straight up cackling.
"Turbs' what's gotten into you?" I frown, looking him up and down.
His eyes... He's got those stupid cybug eyes! He only gets those when I mess with the Mentos too much... Could it be possible he's got a bug brain right now? If so... I'm in so much trouble. What was it Calhoun said cybug a thought? Eat, kill, reproduce?
He snaps out of his dizzy state and whirls around, whacking me with his tails. I go flying across the cavern and hit the ground, barely inches from the Cola Lava.
"You've been a very naughty meal, Jay-G!"
I scramble to my feet and out the way as he comes flying towards me again. I leave the cavern and run through the candy cane forest. I could hear Turbo closing in behind me. This can't be seriously happening, right? Someone's gonna see this and then we'll both be screwed!
I risk a glance behind me and see Turbo destroying everything in his path to reach me. I duck and roll as he tries to pounce on me again. I take a detour through the Laffy Taffy vines, swinging from tree to tree. I reach the other side of a crevice and stop to catch my breath.
Turbug nearly runs across the double-striped branch, but had enough sense left in him to stop. He snorts and looks down into the Nesquick-sand below. I laugh breathlessly and stick my tongue out. My laughter is cut short when his wings spring out. Oh yeah, I forgot about that.
"Shit!" I turn and take off, unknowingly going right to the main track... During a qualifying race.
Candy people scream and abandon their vehicles in a frantic hurry at the sight of Turbo. I run across the track, trying my best not to get hit by any remaining karts.
The candy people with nuts had began to go full blown crazy. I guess they had some pretty clear memories about Turbo. They scream and knock over the stands as they try to get away without being eaten.
Vanellope brings her kart to a screeching halt. She stares at Turbo with her mouth hanging open. Her gaze turns to me, Turbo's main prey at the moment. She throws her hands up in disbelief.
I wave sheepishly at her, not sure how I was going to explain this to her. What am i suppose to tell her? I made friends with her biggest enemy, accidentally killed him and led him out onto the track.
Out of nowhere a kart crashes into me, its brakes screaming in protest. It was too late to move out the way, so I just shield my head the best that I could. I cry out and get thrown to the ground from the large amount of force.
I groan and lay on the candy ground, in more pain than I had ever been before. Who knew getting hit by a go-kart could hurt so much?
As I laid there on the ground I thought about how fast my life had gone downhill. I've been kicked out my game, shunned from the rest of the station and made basically homeless. Maybe I shouldn't have come back... Maybe when my game was originally abandoned, I should've died with it. Then this all wouldn't be happening.
But if I had... I never would've met Turbo. Or Jet and Set. Or even Ms. Calhoun. And that monkey-butt Wild would've... And ruined everything! But now, it doesn't even matter. Because Turbo is probably going to eat me in the next few seconds.