Notes: First off I want to thank everyone who have faved or reviewed these drabbles. Glad they are being enjoyed.
Second, a reminder that I am open to prompts.
1. Movies- Burn loved her action films. She loved the explosions and fights. Chet however did not quite care for action films. The rules of safety were completely thrown out the window in such movies, and the loud explosion noises made him nervous.
Yet, he would watch every action film ever if he got to watch them with Burn for the rest of his life.
2. Jacket: (human au verse)
Hardcase's jacket was far too big for Turbo. The sleeves went over his hands so he had to grip the inside of the jacket to keep it from slipping off. Even so Turbo loved wearing the green, canvas jacket. And Hardcase found the look endearing. So much so that he couldn't help but wrap his arms around Turbo when he wore it.
3. Drink:
"Who's fool idea was it to let Turbo try an energy drink?" Whiplash asked.
White Shadow slowly raised an eye stalk, a guilty look on his face.
"I didn't think it be a bad thing. He said he felt a little tired today and I thought-" White Shadow tried to explain.
"I know what you thought. And as well meaning as it was you should and stopped to think what a snail that's already naturally moving around all the time would react to an energy drink." Whiplash said.
"But Chet said he use to drink them all the time." White Shadow said.
"Yeah. Before the incident that gave him his speed. So because this is your fault, you're going to help me to get him to calm down."
There was no complaint from White Shadow.
"Okay garden snail." Whiplash said as he slid over to Turbo. "Maybe some racing will get the drink out of your system."
Turbo was shaking in place, his eye stalks darting in different directions.
"That sounds great! Boy I could really go for a race. I could race all the way to Austria. Want to race to Austria?" Turbo rattled off at a speed where he could hardly be understood.
"How about we keep it to the track?" Whiplash replied.
"We can practice jumps." White Shadow offered helpfully.
Turbo grinned at the idea and revved up a couple of times.
"Sounds great! Oh, how about we make the jumps bigger? Make it a challenge." Turbo said.
"Sure!" White Shadow replied and they headed to the track.
Whiplash followed of course to keep a stalk on the two. Luckily after two hours of racing around the track and then attempting to make the worlds biggest sand dune the drinks energy wore out.
The passing out from the energy crash was another matter to deal with. As was the odd hangover as if he had been drunk, Turbo had the next morning.