Turbo
Turbo waited uneasily, in the shadows, as he watched the last of the characters in Game Central Station scurry in to their games. Opening time was approaching in less than ten minutes, and the arcade was normally always busy, especially on a Saturday. Most everyone at the arcade thought he had died and gone to the big video game heaven in the sky when his game was unplugged, but how very wrong were they? He was so very alive, and he had waited for the perfect moment to win back the attention of every child (and the occasional adult) that visited Litwak's Arcade.
Little did the other characters know, Turbo had been listening silently to conversation after conversation. Collecting the information he needed to successfully put on his next show, and today was the grand premiere. He smiled menacingly and pulled out an old napkin from Tapper's, looking it over. His smile widened and Turbo slinked out of the shadows. His pale, gray skin and disgustingly yellow teeth made him look like the walking dead as he hurried to his destination. Stopping at the opening to a tunnel, he looked around to make sure no one had seen, then skittered to the train leading to the game.
As Turbo cruised along the power chord, the smell of stale gasoline and cotton candy filled his nostrils. Lyrics of some cutesy song played in the background over and over, and by the time he had reached the rainbow bridge leading to his new home he couldn't help but smile and sing along.
"S-U-G-A-R, jump in to your racing car, say Sugar Rush, Sugar Rush."
Author's Note: To those who have actually read my story, I'm sorry this chapter is so short! I just needed to have something showing Turbo actually entering in to Sugar Rush. We don't want any plot gaps! Anyway, thank you VERY kindly for reading my fiction. It really means so much3 Also, please leave feedback for any suggestions or ideas you may have for later chapters, I'd love to hear them! -K.B.