I've been searching around for different candies and other sugary stuff for Turbo to use to catch prey. Holy crud, I never realized how many weird candies were in the world!

…I feel so sheltered now…

…I also now want to try Candy Barf, which will be featured in this story as one of my favorite ways to have Turbo catch food. It's not what you think, either. Silly readers!

Should I do all the canon racers first before bringing in OCs? Or do you guys not care?

Victim 5: Pit of Candy Barf

The next person I followed was…

Okay, correction! The next people I followed were three of the recolor racers. Nougetsia Brumblestain, Adorabeezle Winterpop's pink recolor, and Minty Zaki's two recolor racers—Sticky Wipplesnit, the turquoise recolor, and Torvald Batterbutter, the orange recolor.

It wasn't uncommon to find the recolor racers hanging out together. Nougetsia and Sticky usually hung out…whenever Sticky wasn't off with Swizzle. Torvald hung around Nougetsia just as often out of sheer boredom. Citrusella Flugpucker, the purple recolor of Jubileena Bing-Bing, was usually found in Nougetsia and Sticky's company whenever Torvald wasn't present. With the exception of Sticky, the recolor racers seemed to keep their distance from the others, especially the ones they are a recolor of.

Anyhow, back to my survival guide making!

It wasn't shocking to find three of the recolor racers together. Even panicking, they stuck together like melted sugar. You were safer in a group, after all.

…Or you would be, if the monster cybrid hunting you didn't mind downing a few racers at a time…

.o.o.o.o.

"Oh, I hope Swizzle's okay," Sticky whimpered.

"How could this have happened? Didn't Turbo die in Diet Cola Mountain?" Torvald demanded, glaring and kicking at the ground.

"I don't know," Nougetsia admitted, looking around nervously. "Look, we have to be careful. Keep your eyes peeled. We don't want him sneaking up on us, after all."

"Well, duh! If we let him do that, we'll be eaten for sure!" Torvald deadpanned, glaring at the pink recolor. "Just like our glorious president!"

"Torvald, that's enough! We don't need your attitude right now!" Nougetsia said warningly.

"Well, why don't you make me stop?" Torvald challenged, coming to a stop with arms folded over her chest.

"Torvald, don't do this. We don't have time," Nougetsia reminded through grit teeth, trying not to get angry.

"Vanellope couldn't escape from him! What makes you think we can? Huh?" Torvald barked.

"We're gonna die!" Sticky wailed, beginning to bawl.

"Knock it off, Torvald! You're making everything worse!" Nougetsia ordered, kneeling down beside the crying turquoise recolor. "It's okay, Sticky. We'll find Swizzle and get out of here—all of us—together."

"Hard to do that when Vanellope's already dead," Torvald reminded.

Nougetsia glared at her, hugging the bawling Sticky close. "You're not helping," she growled.

"Well, maybe I don't want to help! I told you this dare was stupid!" Torvald shouted, stomping her foot. "We could've picked our own lollipops! But noooooooo! You wanted to race for free ones!"

"I wanted to be part of the group, Torvald. So did you, apparently. Why else would you be here?" Nougetsia questioned harshly.

"Because it was either join this stupid dare or sit around at home and wait for you to get back!" Torvald snapped, glaring angrily at the pink recolor.

"Well, maybe we didn't want you here anywa—"

A loud crack of candy cane branches breaking caused them both to fall silent. Nougetsia pulled herself to her feet, dragging a sobbing Sticky with her. Torvald scampered closer to them, looking around fearfully.

There was nothing there…

"I hate this game," Torvald declared, shivering. "Let's get out of here, okay? I want to go home!"

"We will," Nougetsia promised, grabbing the orange recolor's hand.

Torvald practically crushed her hand with her grip alone. Their hands were sweaty, proof of their fear. As one, the trio began to back up…

Hot air gushed against Nougetsia's back, easily penetrating through her thick pink jacket and fluffy earflap winter hat. Sticky whimpered, feeling the hot air as well. Torvald's bow was nearly blown off by the rush of air, crinkling loudly. All three racers froze, terrified.

"…Boo."

Torvald took off like a shot, screaming as she ran into the candy cane trees. Nougetsia followed quickly afterward, half-dragging and half-carrying Sticky with her. Torvald, realizing why the pink recolor couldn't keep up, slowed down and flung Sticky's other arm over her shoulder to speed them up. The trio bolted through the sugary thicket, just barely staying ahead of the crashing behind them as Turbo broke branches and even whole candy cane trees to catch up with them.

Then it was over. The crashing ended. Turbo was gone…

"Where did he go?" Torvald yelped, dropping Sticky's arm and looking around wildly. "He almost had us! Why did he stop?"

"Maybe he found easier prey?" Nougetsia suggested, gasping for breath.

"Swizzle! Where are you?" Sticky whined, sobbing loudly against Nougetsia's jacket.

"Shut up, Sticky! That bug will hear you!" Torvald hissed, glaring at the turquoise recolor.

There was nothing to see or hear. Turbo was nowhere to be found. That was good…but also bad.

"Let's keep moving," Nougetsia said, pulling Sticky upright. "Turbo might be gone now, but let's not test fate by waiting around to see if he comes back."

"Good idea," Torvald muttered, backing up toward the other two. "I'm not all that interested in saying 'hi' to him again."

"You and me both," Nougetsia nodded, pulling Sticky along. "Sticky, can you please walk on your own two fe—EEEEEEEEKKKKK!"

Torvald whipped around in time to see the ground cave in beneath Nougetsia and Sticky, sending them plunging into the darkness below. No, wait! It didn't cave in. The ground…tore?

Is that…cotton candy on the ground? Torvald wondered.

"Torvald! What happened?" Nougetsia called from the pit.

The orange recolor hesitantly edged toward the tear, feeling her way along to ensure she was still on solid ground. Yep, this whole pathway was covered in cotton candy to cover up the pit. Torvald had never heard of such things being in the candy cane forest.

Did Turbo dig this himself? Torvald thought. "You guys fell in a pit! The ground was covered in cotton candy to cover it up. I guess it tore when you and Sticky walked on it."

"Don't get too close! You'll fall in, too!" Nougetsia warned. "…Ugh! Is this melted sugar? I can't move my feet!"

"Swizzle! Help us!" Sticky wailed. "I don't wanna die yet!"

"Shut up, Sticky!" Torvald shouted, fear and anger getting the better of her. "I… Look! I'll find some licorice rope and bring it back here. Maybe I can pull you out!"

"Forget it! This melted sugar is like concrete!" Nougetsia argued, looking up at the pit's top to see Torvald looking down at her. "Just go, okay? Get out of here before Turbo comes back!"

"No way! I'm not leaving you!" Torvald yelled. "I'll get you out! Just you wa—"

She was interrupted by a dark laugh. A huge burst of hot air hit her from behind, nearly throwing Torvald straight into the pit. Nougetsia froze, staring up at her in terror. Sticky ceased crying, too scared to make a peep. Torvald realized who was behind her.

Turbo was back.

"Awww! Look at that! Looks like my pitfall trap worked," the cybrid chuckled, rearing back up from his previously crouched position. "Turbo-tastic! Less running around for me to do. Not that I couldn't use the exercise, what with all the sugar I'm eating lately."

"Torvald! Run!" Nougetsia cried.

Torvald darted left, only for a huge hand to block her way. She headed right, only to encounter his other hand. Turbo lowered his head, boxing the orange recolor in. Claws on her left and right, a toothy mouth in front of her, and a pit of sugar behind her. Not many options to pick from…

She turned, hoping she could somehow jump the pit and get to safety. A pair of claws caught the collar of her jacket mid-leap, though. Torvald yelped, struggling instantly as she was held up over Turbo's face.

"I think I'm in the mood for butterscotch caramel candy right about now," Turbo commented. "Those might help wash down the taste of lollipops."

"SWIZZLE!" Sticky screamed, realizing what the cybrid had done.

Turbo leaned over the pit, looking surprised. "Well, look at that! I have two more snacks to choose from!" he said. "Let's see… Butterscotch caramel? Frozen fruit yogurt? Or more taffy?"

"No!" Nougetsia cried, hands over her mouth in shock. He already got Taffyta?!

"Hmmmm… So many choices!" Turbo complained lightly. "But…I think I'll stick with butterscotch caramel. I already had taffy and frozen fruit yogurt seems like it should be one of the last things I eat. I guess you two are lucky. Stick around, okay?"

"Not like we have a choice!" Nougetsia growled, clawing uselessly at the melted sugar that managed to encase her feet.

"You always have a choice! You could've chosen not to betray me. Or chosen not to come here," Turbo corrected, wagging a finger playfully. "But you made those choices and all choices have consequences. This is the consequence for those two choices. Honestly, I'm amazed I managed to trap all of you brats in here!"

"Please don't eat me! I taste awful!" Torvald pleaded.

"Oh, but on the contrary—" Turbo proceeded to lick the orange recolor, resulting in a loud cry of disgust from said racer. "—I find butterscotch caramel candy to be delicious!"

"Is there any candy you won't eat?" Nougetsia demanded, glaring up at him from the pit.

"Huh?" Turbo looked down at her. "Uh… Not that I can come up with. Ask me again later when I've eaten more racers and I might have a proper answer for you. Now then…"

He dangled Torvald over his mouth, giving the uppity brat another lick for good measure. She kept crying out in disgust. He couldn't help but enjoy that. Sadly, his fun had to end.

He had more hunting to do, after all.

Torvald got no warning before the claws released her jacket collar. The orange recolor screamed as she plunged into his cavernous jaws. Turbo made sure to stay within view of the pit so that Nougetsia and Sticky got a front-row seat to their eventual fate.

Sticky began to bawl again, crying Swizzle's name. Nougetsia hugged her as best she could, glaring up at the cybrid. Turbo swallowed, licking his lips in satisfaction before sending a grin down at the pair.

"I'll be back to snack on you two at a later time," he said, plucking cotton candy from nearby bushes to cover up the tear. "So be good and stick around, yeah? Invite a few friends down to visit, if you can. The more, the merrier. Right?"

All Nougetsia did was glare at him.

Once the hole was repaired, Turbo headed back through the forest. The heavy scent of sugar was in his nose and he had already picked out his next target. Now to find it and catch it…

.o.o.o.o.

I feel kind of bad for Nougetsia and Sticky, stuck down in that pit of Candy Barf. In case you don't know what that it, it's melted sugar covered in lots and lots of gummy food items, smarties, candy rocks, gummy blocks covered in powdered sugar, chocolate chunks, and an assortment of other sugary things.

Looks like Nougetsia and Sticky will be added to the menu later…

At least I know about that pit now. Hopefully there aren't more scattered about. At least I've got another easy rule to follow.

Rules of Survival #4: Cotton candy on the ground means there's a Candy Barf pit in the area. Exercise extreme caution.

We'll likely see Nougetsia and Sticky later. Unless Turbo forgets about them. Which he might do since there are so many of us running around.

I wonder how many of us it'll take before he's full…

This is Pepper Swirlminta, signing off!