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Notes: This one is based off a prompt from tumblr. As always requests are open.
Speaking of which, I am working on the requests I did get. So no worries. Requests included, in the future look for some
Turbo/Hayaku
'Didn't you learn anything from the Hayaku incident?' 'Yes,' Turbo shot back. 'I learned how to drift, it was awesome. Although I don't actually.
Turbo/Hardcase/Hayaku
One sided Fusion/Hardcase
And more Turbo/Hardcase.
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Smoove Move lived up to his name normally. He certainly was good at being suave and there was no argument to be made about his moves. And Skidmark never complained about their relationship. Still there were moments that weren't as smooth.
Even though he knew Skidmark, perhaps more than any of the other crew members, there were still times when he didn't quite get Skidmark. He was a mystery for sure. One of the things Smoove loved about him. But it made getting things for Skidmark hard sometimes.
Like the time he had gotten Skidmark a moon rock. The site he had ordered it from claimed they were moon rocks anyways. Either way Smoove had thought the gift would be well accepted by Skid. Instead Skidmark had freaked out about possible moon men virus and spent weeks studying it to make sure it was safe. Not only did that kill any romantic moments for that time span but he felt horrible that he had put Skidmark through that panic.
For this next date Smoove was planning on making something that hopefully wouldn't cause such a reaction like the moon rocks. Music was safer and something Smoove knew well. So this shouldn't be a problem.
Shouldn't was the key word.
He had spent a whole day now trying to figure out the perfect song to play for the date. No matter what genre he shifted through, what obscure song he listened to, he couldn't find the ones that described Skidmark and how much he meant to him.
Time was running out. The date in a day and he still had nothing. Sighing Smoove laid his head against the screen of the smartphone, not caring about any streaks or smudges he might leave.
'This shouldn't be this hard.' Skidmark grumbled to himself. 'All I need is a song that would describe my every feeling for Skid.'
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It seemed like the perfect song didn't exist. And for just a second Smoove was going to try and think of something else. Then something occurred to him. Just because the perfect song didn't exist now didn't mean it couldn't.
In moments Smoove got to work.
Skidmark slid over to outside the track that night, looking for Smoove Move. They had agreed to meet at the track. Not unusual. What was unusual was that Smoove Move was late. Thoughts of what could be keeping Smoove ranged from ninja yeti attacks to the old standby that were aliens.
Suddenly Smoove slid up to Skidmark.
'Sorry Skid baby. Time got away from me, you know.' Smoove said
'Just glad the aliens didn't get you. So ready for our date?' Skidmark asked.
'Yeah baby. Though I want to share some unique rhythms first. And I mean unique. As in I made it myself.' Smoove Move smiled at Skidmark. 'I made it for you.'
Activating his speakers the song he had created started to play. It had a fairly slow beat for something Smoove worked on. But there was something signature Smoove about it. The song had no lyrics. And the song didn't need it. There were influences in the song that Skidmark picked up on. A bit from the soundtrack of the first movie he and Smoove had watched on their first date. Some of it from the theme of one of Skids favorite television shows. Soundtrack of happy things associated with Skidmark, brought together in a way that sounded wonderful.
The song ended and Skidmark was silent for what Smoove felt was too long. Worry began to dig at Smoove. It was possible that he had miscalculated again. He was about to open his mouth to apologize before Skidmark spoke.
'You really made that for me?' Skidmark asked in a tender tone.
'Of course. It wasn't really that hard with you as an inspiration.'
Skidmark grinned and leaned in to kiss Smoove.
'I love it. Could you… play it again before we go?'
There was no hesitation as the song started up again, and the two snails leaned against each other. They ended up playing the song two more times before heading to dinner.
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