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Chapter 2

A freezing cold liquid dripping onto Lemona's face awoke her the next morning. Feeling groggy and slow, she sat up and blinked, clearing the sleep from her lime peel green eyes. She still felt cold, and the reason why came like a slap in the face.

Scrambling onto her feet, her breathing accelerated as she looked around her bleak surroundings. Though she was standing on a sponge cake bed, she was no longer inside of her cozy workshop. Instead, she was in a dark cave that looked to be made out of black liquorice, the food she had lived in for weeks before she'd met Vanellope and the very thing that allowed her to get control of her body back when people touched her. A number of tunnels that most likely led deeper into the cavern seemed to stare at her, their openings looking like mouths that wanted to devour her whole. More rock candy stalactites hung from the ceiling dripping cool liquid to the ground just like the one that had awoken her did.

Terrified that she had somehow sleepwalked her way into this unknown place, she spied the cave's opening and ran towards it, knowing that if she didn't get back soon, the others would find her workshop empty and wonder where she was. But just as she made it to the entrance, she crashed into what felt like a brick wall, even though it looked like there was nothing there. Flying backwards, she landed with her bottom in a puddle. "Oof!"

Now feeling terrified for another very different reason, Lemona tried to keep herself calm by checking herself over to make sure her collision with the invisible wall hadn't caused any really bad damage. Starting with her head, she began feeling every part of her body. "Alright Lemona, you're going to be alright. Your nose isn't broken, and your neck's alright. Your shoulders are a little sore, but that's probably because you're stiff. Your chest…Huh?"

A sharp pain filled her body as she gripped her chest, and as she tilted her head down to investigate, she realized it was because of the two protrusions she was grabbing. Those definitely had not been there yesterday, but they weren't rocks from the cave digging into her skin. As she gripped them a little tighter, she realized to her horror, that they were a part of her! And they were in the exact same spot as two things that Sergeant Calhoun had. Things that Calhoun had told her that only teenagers and older women had. But there was no way that Lemona was a woman; her programming had been clearly constructed so that she would stay a child for her entire life, just like the rest of the Sugar Rush citizens. Unless…the Toxic Waste!

Scrambling out of the puddle she'd landed in, Lemona peered down into it, almost afraid at what she would see. The face that peered back that was both foreign and recognizable confirmed her suspicions. Even though she should have been expecting it, she couldn't stop herself from squealing and backing away from the puddle, now beginning to hyperventilate. Somehow the Toxic Waste had managed to get into her system and mutate her code, causing her to age until she was a woman!

"How am I going to explain this to Vanellope?" she muttered, standing up and dashing over to the cave's entrance again. Beginning to bang on the unseen force field again, she allowed a little bit of frustration to seep out of her, thinking that it was better than staying scared. Her fists began to ache and bleed as the skin got a little bit more scraped away every time she beat on the wall, and her body started to glitch repeatedly, but she kept at it. She didn't want to spend another second wherever she was. "Come on, come on! Oh sour lemonade, let me OUT!"

"Hoo hoo! You're not planning on doing that all day, are you my little lemon cake?"

Hearing the voice made Lemona freeze in mid pound, her fists raised up above her head, just like Wreck It Ralph before he started wrecking buildings. Her green eyes widened, and though her brain began to scream that it wasn't true, that the voice she was hearing was just a figment of her imagination, three words tumbled out of her mouth like vomit: "Oh my gosh."

The sound of the chuckles that haunted her every night then began. They were just as loud and clear as they were in her imagination, but there was a certain air to them now that made Lemona realize that she was not imagining them this time. They were just as real as the person who was creating their sound, and soon that person's voice was back. "Well? Aren't you going to turn around so you can thee me?"

No. Lemona didn't want to turn around. She didn't want to see who was behind her. She wasn't even supposed to be anywhere near him. But much to her dismay, she felt the spoken words take over her body and she turned to face the one person she both wanted and didn't want to see.

Standing in front of her with a sick smirk of pleasure was Turbo, and seeing him once again made Lemona's glitching occur even more rapidly, disfiguring her features. Not even trying to mask her emotions, she managed to choke out, "W-w-what are you d-d-doing out of t-the f-fungeon-n-n?"

Her greeting was not exactly what Turbo had been expecting, and he showed it by placing his cold hands overtop of his even colder heart and putting on a fake show of hurt. "What, not even a 'hello' for your good friend Turbo? You're going to hurt my feelings!"

His feelings were not the only thing Lemona felt like hurting, but she found herself still unable to move, not quite over the shock of what was taking place. She opened her mouth to ask her question again, but as she did her glitching stopped and Turbo got the chance to see her new form. His jaw dropped open and his code flickered red once before he was able to speak. "Milk my duds! Lemona, my darling, what happened to you? You're all…grown up. What's happened to your code?"

For some reason, even though Lemona had spent her nights wishing she could see Turbo, now that he was in front of her and the shock was beginning to die down, anger was the only thing she could feel. Who did he think he was breaking into her home and terrifying her by bringing her to some unknown cave that she couldn't even leave? He knew just as well as she did that it was not a good idea for her to be around him; she could feel her sour feelings boiling up inside of her already. This anger was what forced her to shoot a glare his way as she straightened her nightgown, flicked a bunch of stray hair over her shoulder, and responded. "That's not what's important right now. What the Hot Tamales is going on? You'd better get rid of whatever's blocking this exit, because I want to go home NOW."

Though her tone made it abundantly clear that she was serious, Turbo laughed in response and began to tsk as he walked closer to her. Cupping her face in his hands in a way that prevented her from shrugging out of his grip, he brought his face terribly close to hers and cooed out his next words like he was talking to a child, which, technically speaking, he was. "Now my dear, sweet little lollipop, I'm afraid I can't do that. I didn't spend weeks inside that fungeon cell plotting for nothing you know. I still have plans to take over this game and rule as the king again with you as my princess. Though…" here he hesitated, his growing wicked smirk making Lemona feel a little nervous and uncomfortable. "Now that you're all grown up, it'd probably be even better if you ruled as my queen."

Revulsion overpowered Lemona, and before she had even thought about it, she'd spat in his face. Though she had aged she was still the same height as him and so it was a direct hit. The sudden attack caused the rosy pink faced man to release her face and back away coughing and sputtering. A glitch attacked Lemona's body, but this time it was not brought on by fear. Once it was over she spat again, though this time it was words, not saliva that spewed from her mouth. She was so livid that she couldn't even feel the usual pain that came after the glitching. "You're disgusting."

At this point Turbo had recovered and was smiling again. "Oh Lemona, you beautiful candied jewel," he sighed, adjusting the collar around his neck as he spoke. His eyes were directed right at her, though they sometimes strayed to the rest of her newly shaped body. "Surely it wouldn't be that bad being my queen. After all, you and I already share a connection."

"We share nothing," Lemona hissed, folding her arms self-consciously across her chest so that she could protect certain things from his burning gaze. This was just as bad as the time she'd had a horrific scar on her neck for the world to see, maybe even worse because now she felt vulnerable. Now she couldn't even remember why she had missed Turbo so much; he was nothing but a greedy dirt bag. "And we never will. I want to go home."

Now Turbo's face darkened; he had clearly grown tired of her treatment towards him. A glitch went through his body, causing him to revert to his other, more horrifying avatar quickly. Luckily it didn't last long and before Lemona could get too overcome with fear he was back in his goofy, candy-themed get-up. "Well, you'd better get used to wanting that then," he snarled, even more intimidating then Lemona had tried to be. "Because you aren't leaving anytime soon." And with that being said, he turned on his heel and marched off down one of the cave's tunnels to another part of his lair.

Finally alone again, Lemona sank to the floor and tucked in her legs so that she could wrap her arms around them. Then, with her back pressed against the force field, she hung her head and allowed the tears to come. For weeks she had been thinking about him and how much she'd wanted to see him, and this reunion was nothing like she'd wanted at all. In fact, it was an absolute nightmare. A nightmare that she wasn't able to escape, no matter how hard she pinched herself.

I'm not sure when I'll have the time to get Chapter Three up, but I hope that you enjoyed this one! I know I've said this a million times, but please leave me a review so that I know. Thank you very much, and now I and Lemona Lime both bid you adieu!