Last chapter, everyone! I miss writing this story already.

Chapter 6: It Was Never a Pleasure

A large crowd of video game characters became visible at the portal to Sugar Rush as Turbo and Sour Bill got closer to docking at the station.

"I'm not sure this is a good idea…" Sour Bill muttered doubtfully.

"Screw the rules, I have money!" Turbo's attention was diverted as he scanned the characters who had gathered. Aside from the many NPCs, popular ones like Sonic, Eggman, Zangeif, and Bowser showed up. Mario appeared to be late, as usual. The racer also noticed Fix-It Felix Jr. in the back accompanied by a couple of Nicelanders, while Wreck-It Ralph was absent. All of them looked eager to see what the new game was about.

The train started to slow down as it neared the station. When it came to a stop, Sour Bill hopped out of the car with a large folded up cookie box and quickly assembled it into a platform in front of the crowd. He unrolled a red Fruit Roll-up carpet that led from the boxcar to the platform and grumbled, "All bow before the rightful ruler of Sugar Rush, King Candy."

Turbo leapt out of the boxcar and strutted across the carpet. "Hello, everybody! Thank you all for coming to the grand opening of Sugar Rush!" he greeted, stepping on top of the platform so that he was higher than the crowd. "Have some candy!" He tossed out sweets to everyone, some who reacted happily and some who looked confused. "Like my assistant Sour Bill said, I am the king of this game. Yup, no other royals."

Before anyone could inquire about that, Turbo gestured with enthusiasm as he went on, "Sugar Rush is a colourful world made of every type of candy you can think of. Its inhabitants are equally sweet, but only the racers are inedible. Everyone is so happy and nice to each other because we all share a love for racing. It's just the cutest, most amazing game ever! Why, you could get diabetes just walking into it!" He paused with a slightly stern expression. "Seriously though, there are sugar particles in the air." Turbo cleared his throat and concluded, "But still, this game is very awesome, and I am so proud to be the true ruler of it all!"

The crowd went wild with wonder and anticipation. Turbo reveled in the glory for a moment. "King Candy? Your plan?" whispered Sour Bill.

"Oh, right!" Turbo waved his hands to calm the crowd and spoke up, "Now, this may be disappointing, but you know that with a place this high quality, there can only be a league of superstars that deserve to visit! So let's see who's ready to enter, hmm?" He gazed at the crowd, searching determinedly.

But the truth was that Turbo was getting one last good look at his former video game friends before abandoning them for the last time. "Oh, this is shocking," said Turbo, faking dejection. "I'm afraid none of you are worthy of this game."

"WHAAAAT?" gasped the crowd in unison.

"It's nothing personal, it's just that we're better than you." Turbo quickly hopped into the train with Sour Bill. "So long, Arcadians! It hasn't been a pleasure!" He tapped the train and it started going down the wire tunnel, leaving behind a complaining mob.

"Oh, if I had his head between thighs…" growled Zangief, flexing his muscles.

Guile shook his fists up and down and yelled in rage, "NOOOOOOOO!"

Sonic looked in disappointment at the display and spat, "That's no good." Then he zoomed off.

Tiny the T-Rex from Fatal Assault roared and tried in vain to stick his head into the tunnel.

"Why aren't you grabbing the King?" demanded Gene.

Tiny pulled back his head and mumbled sheepishly, which when translated meant, "I have a big head, and little arms!"

Just then, Mario approached the group. "Sorry I'm-a late. What did I-a miss?"

Back on the train, Sour Bill stared at Turbo and sighed, "Now everyone else thinks you're a selfish troll, which is not good publicity."

"At least they don't have to suffer from the glitch…" said Turbo. "Which reminds me, I need to make sure none of them are encouraged to come into my game. When this train stops, I want you to bring it to my castle."

"Why?" asked Sour Bill, even though he already had an idea of what the answer was.

"So I can eat it! Sheesh!"

Sour Bill drooped his eyes. He was actually expecting him to dismantle it at most.

Many hours later, Sour Bill finally managed to get the train into the kitchen, after breaking it into much smaller pieces. Perhaps the train could be consumed over time. Sour Bill, exhausted from all the motion he had to do that day, decided to check if there was something in the fridge to energize himself. "Hmm… we seem to be missing a few eggs…"

Meanwhile, Turbo had woken up from his first night's sleep in his new bedroom. It was so rewarding to finally be able to sleep in a comfortable bed again, even though he had gotten used to his nest of wires over a decade.

But now he was a king, and he was finally going to be played with. He couldn't wait to see the kids lining up to choose him, their faces filled with adoration. Bubbling with excitement, Turbo skipped off to the kitchen.

Sour Bill had just poured a cup of hot liquid when the king marched through the door. "Good morning, sire," he greeted, without sounding as if it was a good morning at all.

"And a good morning to you too, Sour Bill!" Turbo happily swiped the cup from the green candy's hands. "Thanks for pouring me a fresh cup of—wait a second, this isn't coffee." He stared at the frothy brown drink as a sweet aroma wafted from it.

Sour Bill gave him a confused look. "Of course it isn't; we don't have coffee. It's hot chocolate."

Turbo raised an eyebrow. "Hot…chocolate?" He glanced uncertainly at the cup. All his life (well, minus the years when he was homeless) he'd always had coffee in the morning before work. But he'd never tried hot chocolate before. That was a kid's drink, right? Turbo shrugged. First time for everything, he thought before taking a sip.

His eyes widened. A smile crept on his face as he realized he actually liked it. "Why, it's delicious!" he exclaimed. "From now on, I want a fresh cup of hot chocolate every morning! And in the evening, right before I go to bed."

"Chocolate before bedtime can give you weird dreams," cautioned Sour Bill.

"Wonderful!" Turbo chugged the rest of his drink and gave the empty mug to his servant. "Ahh. Well, time to get ready!" He started to exit the kitchen. Now that he was feeling refreshed, there was something he needed to do before going to work.

The racer wandered around the castle until he found a garage loaded with candy tools and kart pieces. And in the center of the room was his Turbomobile, now restored to its former glory (well, at least as much as candy parts could restore it).

For a moment, Turbo just gazed at it with his mouth hanging open in disbelief. It looked as if it had never been driven! He walked up to his car and brushed the side with his fingers. It was as sleek and smooth as it had been when his game was first plugged in. You could barely even tell that some of it was candy. He never thought he would see it like this again. He felt his eyes welling up and he finally threw his arms over the hood in an awkward-looking hug. "Oh baby! My beautiful Turbomobile! Oh, how I missed you so much!"

After a moment of petting his vehicle, Turbo pushed the Turbomobile all the way to his room and into a corner. He glanced around, then silently hopped into the car. He started it up, and heard the engine come to life, emitting a puff of candy dust from the tailpipes. "Well, if that's what a candy engine has to do…" Turbo gently pushed on the gas pedal and drove slowly around the bedroom. "Ah, good old automatic…" he sighed blissfully as he slightly sped up. Even though he wasn't at top speed, Turbo still felt like he was back in Turbo Time, back with the twins going around an oval track. "Turbo-tastic!" he piped as he made more maneuvers.

"Excuse me, King Candy?"

Turbo quickly slammed on the brakes, stopping right in front of the entrance where Sour Bill was.

The green candy just stared at the car that he had never seen before. "…I won't judge you," he finally sighed. "Anyway, the arcade is going to open in an hour. You should get ready for avatar selection."

"Of course!" said Turbo as he turned off the Turbomobile and pushed it back in the corner behind a curtain, just for protection. As he left the bedroom, Turbo couldn't help but feel proud of the new position he stole. Yes, he had a glitch to keep under control, and yes, he was stuck looking after a bunch of little kids in a girl's game. But everyone believed what he said about Vanellope, and he might've found an ally in Taffyta. As long as he focused on his dream of being the most popular racer in the arcade, it was all worth it.

He might even get used to the ugly pink castle walls.

In Game Central Station, some of the video game characters were getting ready to enter their own games. A few passed Sugar Rush and remembered how King Candy shunned them.

Dr. Eggman glared at the portal and said, "I know they say 'the more the merrier', but that was too much!"

Fix-it Felix Jr. gazed at the cold welcoming pie in his hands and sighed, "It's such a shame that we weren't allowed in. We could've been great friends!"

Gene sneered, "Well if they don't want to be friendly, then we won't either!" He snootily stepped away from the entrance without looking back.

The Surge Protector, who was making sure everyone made it to their game safely, glanced thoughtfully at Sugar Rush and mused to himself, This gives me an idea for new graffiti…

As Bowser and Satine made their way to their respective games, they could see Sugar Rush's avatar selection screen through a large window, where King Candy's enthusiastic pose was featured prominently in the middle box.

Satine turned to Bowser and commented, "Now that king was plain cruel, even by demon standards!"

Bowser nodded and replied, "Yep. Just like Turbo."

The End

Thank you for reading my version of Turbo's takeover. A lot of research was put into making this seem plausible and lots of virtual cars were trashed in the process. Please review and let me know what you liked best or didn't like, as I am always looking for ways to improve. And special thanks to all of you who have reviewed; I can't tell you how much I appreciate it. I hope you found this story to be…Turbo-tastic! 8D