**Warnings: None. They just play MarioKart. That's it. Enjoy.**

"Ro."

"Mm?"

"I bet I could beat your ass in MarioKart."

"Sure."

"Do you not believe me?"

"Of course I believe you, love."

"I bet I'm better at it than you."

"Keep telling yourself that."

"I'll prove it!"

     And that's how our couple finds themselves enthralled in a match of MarioKart: Link Edition of epic proportions. Roshan is always one to accept a challenge, and Tremaine's ambition clicked with that like a puzzle piece. Although they sat mext to each other on the couch in reality, through their NeuroLinks they saw a quickly moving racetrack made of neon colors and brass instruments. They soared along the road at 200cc down Music Park, with Roshan far in the lead and Tremaine...well, Tremaine trying his best.

     "So did you have a plan or something to beat me?" Roshan inquired as they crossed into the final lap.

     "You'll see," the older simply responded with a mischievous chuckle.

     Not long after, the finish line was in sight. Tremaine put his plan into action, and a small huff from Roshan told him that the blue shell had fired and hit. Before Roshan could get his bearings to start driving again, Tremaine leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. This distracted Roshan enough so that Tremaine could smoothly and easily pass him - and the finish line.

     With a shocked gasp, Roshan blinked into the real world and looked at Tremaine in disbelief. "That's not fair!" he protested.

     "It's fair to me," responded a proud, giggling Tremaine who had also blinked back to reality.

     Roshan sighed, a smile curving at his lips as he shook his head. "You're such a cheater."

     Tremaine laughed and rested his head on Roshan's shoulder. "But I'm also your boyfriend," he countered, "and that's way better."

     The smile on Roshan's face turned soft and loving. "Yeah," he said, kissing the top of Tremaine's head. "It is."