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Ted's smile softens. "Sounds like a plan, sir."
"It's a date!" the buggy voices chirp in unison before bursting into a fit of giggles.
Ted rolls his eyes dramatically, giving the bag a few bumpy tugs as he heads into the terminal. "See ya, sir!"
"Byebye!" the little ones manage between laughs, their voices echoing as Ted whisks them away.
[Makes a big, melodramatic fake fuss about it.]
Ooooooooh, if you muuuuust!
I’ll have the tea set ready for ya~
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Ted smirks a bit more genuinely at that. He shifts his grip on the bag, swinging it round to his other shoulder. The little bugs inside make quiet excited noises before settling down again.
Ted breathes out a little huff, turning toward the terminal. ..."Would y'mind terribly if I came without the kids next time?"
[He’s not entirely convinced, but it’s pretty clear sassypants doesn’t want him to push the subject. Reluctantly, he lets it drop, but still crosses his arms at the racer.]
….ok.
But even so, you take care of yourself. Got it?
[He then gives a roll of his eyes. Or… rather, if he had pupils, he would have rolled them.] And pffft, please. This pitiful arcade holds no interest to your king anymore. He’s moved onto bigger and better things~
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Ted perks up, blinking. He looks mildly flustered for a moment, glancing aside with a grimace. "I'm fine, sir, don't you waste your worrying on me..." He smirks a little, although it's clear he's forcing it a bit.
"Good to hear you're doing better, though. Hope the arcade's not in imminent danger as a result or anything..." He made a little halfhearted chuckle and then seemed to lose his wind, frowning a little. The kids giggling in the bag had quieted down although they were still squirming around.
"I'm okay, sir," he says quietly. "I got my brothers."
[Looks panicked for a second, holding out his hands towards the bag as if Ted’s going to drop it.]
Be careful!!
[Forces himself to breathe deep and quickly gathers back his composure.]
…oh? Oh moi? Hoho, yes, I’m swell! As a matter of fact things have actually been goin’ pretty good for your king as of late~
[Takes a moment to knock on a nearby piece of wood, just in case. …but then he gives the racer a serious look, finally putting all joking aside, seeing as the kids are out of sight.]
You, on the other hand, mister, have got me worried. You got the biggest bags under you eyes, sassypants, and I swear you look thinner. You better be eatin’ well, or mod help me.
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"Alright, alright, fun's over." Ted grabs hold of the bag with both hands and hoists it up. The two inside give a startled yelp as they fall down into the bottom, a sound which is followed by a series of muffled giggles as the two wriggle about inside.
Ted turns his attention back on the king, tipping his head to one side. "You doing alright, sir?" he asks, finally getting round to conversation that didn't involve the kids. He hoists the bag over his shoulder as the giggling continues.
Well, technically I’m kiiiiinda related to your dad. I mean, I’m him from another dimension, so… well. That’s gotta count for something, right?
[Gives them a wave with a claw.]
So toodle-loo, my little gumdrops~!
Oh— WAIT.
[Suddenly whips out a camera and snaps a picture of the duo’s heads poking out from the bag.] Hohoho, almost forgot this time! [Giggles to himself as he looks at the photo, satisfied.] All righty then, all set~
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The two nod quickly and obediently. Ted steps over and leans down, giving them a once over as he considers if he can just pick the bag up with them inside.
"Why--" Kit began.
"--are you an uncle too?" Kat finishes.
Pfffft… who’s gonna get their caramel in a bunch over a bag?
[Rolls his head back to laugh, when he suddenly catches sight of the giant clock in the station.
Good mod, is it almost opening time already?!
He heart sinks, but he tries to hold it in, biting down on his quivering lip.]
Er… well. I g-guess you were right about the time, sassypants. [Oh how it burns him up to admit that.] You… b-better get goin’.
[To Kitkat with a smile.] Say hi to Princess and Sugar for your uncle Candy, will ya? Hehe.
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Ted frowns a bit at that, letting his hands slide back in his pockets. He was in no mood to discuss Gloria, and doubted if the King could sympathize so emphatically about her if he knew the source of her upset anyway. He held his tongue. The two little heads lifted up, blinking in perfect unison. "We can have it?" they asked together. "Are we allowed?" Their eyes shifted to Ted with uncertainty.
He cleared his throat a little awkwardly and nodded. "Yeah, sure...I can make up some story about where it came from."
"Gloria?" Haven’t met that one yet. [Looks over at Ted.] But I won’t stand for one of these tykes not bein’ happy! You better rectify that, bucko.
[Turns back to the duo.]
Whelp, anywaaaaay, it’s real swell to met you fellas~ And that bag’s yours to keep.
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Ted sighs loudly, more of a dramatic groan, as he glances back toward the terminal, wondering just how worried Turbug would have to get before he came crashing out here to retrieve his kidnapped children.
"We are Kit--"
"--and Kat," they introduce one at a time, before concluding together, "KitKat. Sugar and Princess are very good!"
The heads glance at one another with uncertainty and Kit continues with discomfort, "Gloria is, um...not happy."
[Lets out a whine of his own.]
Awww, but saaaaassy! I’ve barely gotten a chance to talk to ‘em! I haven’t even learned their names yet!
[Slides over to the bag on his knees, peering in at them.]
You’re such cuties, hoho! Just like your sisters~ Oooh, how are they, by the by? Do you scamps all get along? No tryin’ to eat each other, hoohoho!
[Drops down to his stomach, resting his chin on his hands and swinging his legs behind him like a teenage girl.]
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KitKat stare at him for a moment before lowering their head and resting their chins at the edge of the bag.
"...WELL, sir," Ted interjects, clearing his throat. "Can't stay out here too long without their dad getting wind of it..."
Both heads whine.
Huh.
Dang it, sassypants! If you’da told me that was their thing, I woulda brought them a fort or somethin’! Sheesh.
[Pulls himself up to his feet and dusts himself off, expression softening again.]
D’aww, but look at ‘em. [Gives a little coo.] Like little gummy worms curled up in there, hoohoo!
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The little two-headed bug burrows into the bag, pushing out every toy one by one until they had created a little pile on either side of the bag's entrance. They then promptly wriggle round to face outward again, settling down on their belly in the empty bag and looking out at the other two racers. "...well that figures," Ted mutters.
[His dazed head finally rises up from behind the sack, hand rubbing it as he winces. He shoots yet another glare over at the racer.
Or at least attempts to.
The sight of the two headed bug child instantly makes his expression soften, and soon he’s sitting there, hands clasped happily, observing their excitement with quiet glee, occasionally dabbing an eye with a tissue.]
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Ted pouts, hands still at his hips. "Sir, I was nice enough not to comment on how gracefully you just nosedived into the floor and this is the thanks I get?"
The little buggy twins, meanwhile, creep closer to the bag, giving it some experimental sniffs before they begin crawling inside of it, pushing toys out as they do so.
[A hand shoots up from behind the bag where the king’s form is still sprawled out on the floor, most unflatteringly so, and wags a finger in the racer’s direction.]
I don’t wanna hear one more word out of you, bucko!
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The two little grey-faced heads pop upward again at this, and after a moment's pause, the little bug skitters forward, paying little mind to the king as they inspect the toys that had spilled out.
"You're gonna spoil these kids, sir," Ted tuts with a scolding tone.
[Takes a shaky step back, hand clutching his chest, trying to fight off the sudden urge to faint dead away in his utter mortification.]
I-I swear sassypants…. it’s like you’re on a mission to kill me…!
[Topples backwards, tripping right over his forgotten sack of toys, causing several of the playthings to spill out.]
……ow.
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Ted put his hands on his hips, leaning forward. "That's not my fault, you were the one grabbing their heads!"
"We're not scared!" the two cried, huffing a little themselves.
Ted leaded back, looking down at them. "Now you know your mom and dad make passionate--albeit infrequent--love, don't you?" They nodded quickly, looking up at Ted then back at the king.
"See?" Ted said, tabbing a foot. "Y'don't need to be covering their ears, sir, they know what goes on."
[The king leaps to his feet, now half huffing with anger and half whimpering regretfully.]
Now look what you made me do, sassypants! You made me scare them.
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Ted blinks, somewhat baffled. "...sir, they ain't that innocent."
The two little heads squirm out of reach repeatedly, their necks snaking round one another. They whine a little before twisting free and bounding over to Ted's feet, weaving between his ankles.
[The king’s flustered face grows several shades paler as he places a hand on one of each child’s ears, rotating back in forth in his panic, clearly unable to cover two sets of ears with just two hands.]
What is WRONG with you?!
In front of the children?!
Sweet mod— think of their innocence, you ding dong!!
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"Greasy, lying what now?" Ted hummed, frowning.
The twins gave a little start and hunkered down, blinking rapidly. "...she laid our eggs!" they chirped together.
"Yes, sir," Ted continues, "one of your buggy female kinfolk laid herself a nest of eggs after a night of passionate romance with one of your buggy male kinfolk, and THIS--" He gestured dramatically toward KitKat, who blinked wonderingly. "--was the result."
Ho ho, I see.
First bit of advice I got for you two adorable little gumdrops: Do not grow up to be like your uncle Ted. He’s a greasy, lying—
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—W-W-WAIT, YOUR MOTHER IS A TURBO?!
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Ted looked momentarily embarrassed, grimacing off at nothing, then he smirked again and glanced back at him, sneering thru his blush. "Hundreds."
"You are the second one we have seen!" the little ones called in unison, seeming rather excited about it.
"After dad," Kit added.
"And mom," Kat finished.
[His smile drops, and now it’s his turn to shoot Ted a scowl, hands placing themselves on his hips. He taps a foot and gives a small huff.]
Oh ho. Just how many other Turbos have you been seein’ over the years, mister Turbo gigolo?
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Ted shifted his scowl to the king, poking his tongue out thru his teeth. Then he snorted and smirked lightly, stepping over closer to the trio (or quartet) and leaning over a bit to place a hand on the king's shoulder. "Y'see, kids, the king is an old friend of mine..." The two heads stared at Ted for a moment before looking back at the king with expressions of awed realization. "Ohhhh," they mused in unison.
Then Kit added, as though proud he'd understood, "Uncle Ted likes the Turbos."
Ted blushed immediately and straightened up, shoving the hand back in his pocket.
[The king couldn’t help the smirk forming on his face.]
Oooh, that’s just a little nickname I gave to the guy givin’ me the stink eye over there. Heheh.
Ain’t that right, sassypants?
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The twins lift up their heads with curious expressions as he comes near, their eyes opened somewhat since Turbug had come clean with them and they now recognized their father's alternates for what they were. "...sassy?" Kit murmured.
The other head spoke up in a voice that was a bit louder than need be, "Why did you call Uncle Ted that?"
Ted scowled, shifting his weight. 
[Skips up to them in a giddy fashion.]
Oh ho! You had me fooled there, sassy, I thought they were two different kids from far away!
[Drops to his knees and gives the conjoined duo a wave with a claw.]
Hellooo there, gumdrops. I’m your dear old uncle Candy, hoohoo!
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