I post Wachowski bro stuff, and sometimes the Tails Squad.
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Not much of a snowball fight kinda guy. I'm just going to make fresh snowballs and pass them off to teams on both sides like I did when I was five and the older boys in the neighborhood were going at it like you do.
thank you @darinaethelaianprophet, but sadly, no Winter in East Asia and thus I'm Ammo-les
The thought of a giant green dragon throwing a Snowball at me in the first ever Sunny day for weeks is so fukin amusing to me, so I just HAVE to draw it
but in the spirit of December !!
@ourasriel @connorwing @star-pup01 @zenoflee @a-flawed-apparatus @dotterelly @treesters
Sonic Wachowski raised himself in the wilderness. In doing so, he’s developed natural instincts that are like the Earth's regular hedgehogs.
Finding these little habits has been a fun journey for Tom and Maddie. It’s the cutest shit they’ve ever seen.
The first winter they had Sonic under their roof, he exhibited some worrying symptoms: namely slowing down a lot and eating a lot. There were moments where they’d catch him bringing many blankets into his closet and tunneling into them. When they asked him about it, he said this happens every winter, except he has blankets now and not dirt, leaves, and whatever else he can scavenge.
That’s how they learn that hedgehogs are one of the only animals to actually hibernate. After learning that, they make sure their little boy is well fed whenever he’s up and moving. Thankfully he’s not out as long as his tiny Earth counterparts, but his lack of presence makes it feel that way. Sonic just shows those symptoms more severely because he is by nature a very fast living being. His body is always at a fast pace, so in order to achieve hibernation, he would need to slow down a LOT and maintain that to even get a shot at it.
When Knuckles and Tails joined the family, their knowledge on this little habit was minimal. Tails is aware of the hibernation period, but the hedgies on Mobius do it much less due to normally not living outdoors on their own.
Knux knows it’s a thing certain animals do when it gets cold to preserve energy or whatever, but that’s really where his knowledge ends.
Sonic is now preparing for another winter of hibernation, happy that he now has much better options than caves or empty burrows. He’s eating more and slowing down… and Knuckles is the only one who’s truly concerned about this.
Brother is convinced his little bro has contracted some bug that’s taken a metal bat to the poor hedgehogs carefully crafted obnoxiousness. Sonic didn’t make fun of him one morning, and that was enough for Knux to call a family meeting.
“My dear family, our hedgehog has fallen ill, and you do not seem to be concerned about the dangerousness of our situation,” Knuckles says, standing on a stool in the middle of the living room so he makes sure his voice is heard, “Sonic did not harass me, so I’d say it’s blatantly obvious that he is to be taken to the Healers.”
Knuckles prefers to call doctors ‘Healers’ even though he knows what the occupation is called. He thinks it’s cooler this way.
His parents and littlest brother give him confused looks.
Tom tells him “he’s not sick, he’s just getting ready to hibernate, bud.”
“What does that have to do with the state of him?”
Tom looks to his wife who he assumes knows the topic better, and lucky him, he’s right this time! Only because she studied up on it when she learned Sonic hibernates.
Maddie explains to her eldest that “Sonic’s body needs to slow down a lot in order to hibernate. He’s gonna be laying motionless for days at a time, and for him that’s a lot to ask.”
“I see.” Knuckles clenches his fist, “then I will ensure my brother has the best hibernation! So that he may wake up ready to face the battles of spring!”
“Actually he’s not going to sleep, or staying out until spring. He says he just sorta… exists, but not really. Last year he was out for 3 weeks, just to get through the coldest part of winter.”
“I did not know the hedgehog could predict troublesome weather ahead!”
Knuckles is kinda right on that. If Sonic had been here for this discussion, he would agree.
Speaking of Sonic, Tails leaves the livingroom to look for him. He quietly scuttled around the house and checks every comfortable hiding spot that could be used as a good hibernation spot just in case Sonic decided to pack his burrow and move locations, which he had already done a few times before circling back to his closet.
Lo and behold, Sonic is finishing his little blanket burrow. He’s stolen a couple shirts from Tom and Maddie since they make him feel safe and comfortable. Their scents shall aid him!
The state of the hedgehog makes Tails sad. He’s really not used to Sonic acting this way, and can definitely see why Knuckles was concerned.
“Sonic?”
Sonic’s ear twitches and he lifts his head up to look around for the source of the familiar voice. He doesn’t seem to spot Tails right away, but when he does, his face softens into a fond expression. That’s his lil baby bro right there. Look at that fluffy creature. Adorable. “Hey, bud.. what’s up?”
Tails opens his mouth to speak but is interrupted by the sound of Ozzy coming up the steps, missing one, but recovering quickly enough to finish his journey up into the attic.
Sonic is on the floor, so obviously this means that he is here to play, so Ozzy gives him some slobbery puppy kisses and picks up a random sock with his tail wagging like mad.
After finding his train of thought again, Tails asks “are you ok? Are you all prepared, n stuff?”
Sonic holds one end of the sock while Ozzy is enthusiastically pulling the other end. “Think so.. just need to eat some more, I think.”
“Mom and Dad are turning down the furnace, right?”
“Mm..” Sonic can’t remember. The attic gets a little chilly these days as it is already, but “I dunno.”
The little fox kit suddenly lights up in remembrance. He trots off into the corner he uses to store his inventions and pulls out a small yellow extra mini mini fridge and silent microwave combo. “Dad said you almost fell down the stairs last year when you got up to eat, so I’m bringing the snacks to you!”
As far as Sonic is concerned, this kid has just handed him the holy grail. “Yo.. that..s cool as shit, bro..”
Tails holds back his giggles as his poor brother gets progressively more physically and mentally prepared to check out.
Knuckles has now arrived! He comes baring gifts! It’s food. So much for one hedgehog.. but Sonic consumes it all. Bro doesn’t really know when he’s gonna get back up, so he’s getting all the grub he can. Plus! Knuckles offered him some of his precious grapes. He can’t let this moment in history go to waste!
As he’s finishing his feast, Tom and Maddie pull up to let them know they’ve turned down the furnace a little.
Maddie just. She looks at her little boy. Oh how her middle boy tugs her heartstrings. Poor kid is ready to check out.
Now, Sonic isn’t a very touchy person. He prefers words over physical affection. His family has come to understand that they either ask, or let him come to them.
Maddie sits on the floor and opens her arms and her heart screams and cries as her blue alien hedgehog son crawls into her lap for some final snuggles. “Oh, my baby…” she kisses his lil head between his ears. He’s so special. That’s her baby! This is how you know for sure Sonic is out of energy: laying in his mothers lap and not changing his position ever 3 seconds. He’s just chilling getting all the pats from his parents, purring more than they’ve ever heard him purr from affection.
OH BUT DONT FORGET TOM! Tommy boy gets his Sonic snuggles in! He’s whispering to his son about all the snow forts they’ll build once he’s up. His son is pumped! But in the lowest low key way. Bro probably didn’t even understand what he was being told.
His brothers?
Knuckles says “farewell, dear brother. May your hibernation be prosperous.” and he gives him a solid two pats on the head.
Tails hugs him and says “imma miss you! Stay comfy cozy!”
Ozzy doesn’t understand, but he’s getting pats, so he doesn’t mind not knowing.
Blue boy crawls into his blanket burrow, kneads the blankets, then curls into a tight ball. Hibernation time!
It has been an hour, and the household already feels less lively. Even if Sonic had not been active at all for a couple days, his presence still held its comforting and energetic aura. His mischievous spirit. His Sonic-ness. It’s not something that can be replicated. Even if he is only upstairs, his absence is noticeable.
Tom and Maddie check on him often to make sure he’s ok. They do something they’ve named the ‘Annual Poke’ where every few hours they’d poke Sonic to make sure he’s alive, and he is, evident by his quills rippling. He ain’t moving besides that.
Ozzy is near him more often than not. He prefers to keep him company while he’s in a vulnerable state, and protect his valuable pack member, just as he knows Sonic would do for him.
Knuckles is also standing guard, ensuring no threat shall dare interrupt his baby brother’s hibernation. He does not move from his post unless it is because he is needed by his parents or babiest brother. He makes sure his little fridge is well stocked with fresh goods.
Tails studies up on hibernation, and he’s fascinated! His brothers body just does that for survival? That’s metal af.
The kit is set on making this the best hibernation station to ever exist. The fridge is always working, there’s now a water dispenser, and he carefully adds some cushioning inside the burrow so the blankets don’t collapse when Sonic comes out for a snack or drink. He’s also made some motion sensing lights that are very dim, and will work to aid in guiding Sonic if it’s dark and his eyes aren’t too great yet.
With Knuckles’ help, it’s the best Hibernation Station. The bestest best. Have I mentioned best? Hi this is me writing days later. Yes it is the best.
After 3 nights, Tails and Knuckles wake to some soft shuffling. They look towards the sound, and it’s coming from the hibernation station. Sonic has slugged his way out to get to his little fridge for the first time since he’s gone into hibernation. They don’t want to interrupt nature, as much as they wanna go chat with him. All they can do is make sure he’s able to get his water and plenty fruits (it’s all he seems to choose from the fridge for some reason) and make sure he gets back into his burrow safely.
Tails is so glad he made sure the light in the mini fridge was super dim. He would’ve felt so bad if his poor brother got flashbanged just for wanting to eat.
In the morning, the two run down to tell their parents who have barely woken up that Sonic got up during the night to eat.
“He ate all the fruits we had in there!” Tails explains, “his mind is geared to choose the most nutritious option when given it.. isn’t that cool??” lil bro wants to know more about this and can’t wait for Sonic to wake up completely so he can give him a first hand account.
Knuckles notes “he was still in his sluggish state. That was pure survival.”
Tom and Maddie, now awake, find their sons interest in this interesting. They must not know many hedgehogs. “Don’t you boys know other hedgehogs?” Maddie asks them.
The boys look at each other. Knuckles says “they are uncommon and tend to keep to themselves. Not many are as social as Sonic.”
Tails tells him that “I haven’t seen many besides Sonic and Shadow. They didn’t really live in my area, and even so, they didn’t have to develop this survival instinct because it was normal to have the resources to stay warm during the winter. Sonic didn’t for most of his life.”
Interesting. And sad for Sonic.
Anyway, more weeks pass, more food occasionally disappearing from the fridge every few nights.
Then it is time.
Sonic slowly begins gaining his consciousness back. It’ll take less time since his body is accustomed to gaining speed asap. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t wake up very weird and confused.
He looks around his room from where he’s sitting in his burrow and nobody is here. He doesn’t know the day, year, time, but he sees it’s daylight.
This solves nothing for him. Clearly there are 2 solutions here: finish whatever is in the fridge, and take a nap.
He’s doing both.
He doesn’t curl up in a ball for this nap, he lies kinda on his side, kinda on his front. Comfy hedgehog moment right here.
The nap lasts a solid hour, then he’s feeling ok enough to leave his little area. He’s able to check the time, and it says 2:32, and despise it being bright outside, and the absence of his brothers from their beds, his sleepy mind can’t figure out if it’s am or pm.
He tries to lift the attic hatch, and his body hasn’t caught up enough to lift it up and over, so he ends up trying to squeeze his way to the stairs.
Stairs are a no, legs feel like jelly.
So he looks outside. There’s snow out there. He can see snowmen, snow angels, and the foundations of snow forts.
Looks like fun.
He wants to build stuff too. It’s one of his favourite winter activities!
Now time for stairs, he slides his way under the attic hatch, and slowly crawls backwards down the steps on all fours.
He has made it to the 2nd floor. Hell yeah.
He hears click clacks approaching. OZZY!! OZZY BOY!!
Ozzy enthusiastically greets him with full body wags, kisses, and whining. He brings a slipper over because he just cannot contain his excitement. Sonic is giving him all the pats. “Hi, Ozzy..!” He says in a very raspy voice. “Oouh, damn, my voice..” he chuckles in shock that he sounds the way he does.
Nothing well hydration and more yapping can’t fix!
Slowly he makes his way downstairs, and nobody is here.
Obviously Sonic has left his own reality, and now exists in one where he and Ozzy are the only occupants.
He heads to the kitchen and gets some water. He’s craving a smoothie, but he doesn’t trust his coordination in cutting up fruits just yet. In fact he can’t even remember how he got up onto this stool in this first place. How is he gonna get down??
Sonic is trapped. Body recover fast. Mind go fast, but not fast enough.
Using Ozzy as leverage, he slowly makes his way down the stepstool, then the front door opens and he falls flat on his face because Ozzy abandoned him to greet Knuckles and Tails. “Oww.. Ozzyyyy..”
Meanwhile at the front door, Tails’ big ol ears perk up. He hears his brother! He trots into the kitchen and finds this poor dude laying face down on the floor. “Sonic?! Are you ok?!” He asks rolling him onto his back. His fearful tone summons their oldest brother who helps this blue dude to his feet.
Knuckles helps Sonic to the couch so he can chill while he makes him a smoothie because he makes the best! Delicious and packed with nutrients! The smoothie of a warrior!
Sonic confirms he’s ok, and he’s now in a cuddle puddle being warmed up by his brothers and puppy dog. This is what he needed! This and a good stretch. He’s feeling better by the second, and he’s nearly ready to resume chaos and run around the continent like an absolute lunatic.
The parents are informed that Sonic is up, and they both show up at the exact same time by pure coincidence. Tom says it’s because they share a mind.
Anyway, they’re all over him now, and Sonic, who is still rebooting, has no idea how to handle this. Everyone checking on him and talking to him is overwhelming since he’s been in peace and quiet for a few weeks. It doesn’t help that he’s still learning how to say that and not feel bad. Lucky him, his puffy quills and airplane ears do it for him, so they back off.
To help him out, they keep a warm blanket on him and give him snacks.
Mostly he just naps off the crummy discomfort of a cloudy head and stiff joints.
After that? Bro is gone. He left the building. He left the state. He is having his grand tour around warmer areas. He even stops in Florida to chat up some random lizards. Universally, animals love the guy. The lil lizards saw this blue thing and went “hell yeah”
When he gets home, he FEASTS. Dinner time. Chili dogs for his occasion.
Do you think the Tails Squad would make thier own comic?
Yes. Yes they would. It’s about Sonic and their adventures. It’s beautiful.
Mind you, they can’t draw people, only planes and machinery, so the quality is outstanding. It’s like putting an ms paint drawing next to an image from google.
Every Sonic is their #1 fan. They make bootleg merch. Their own hue hue hue. Just for their baby bros. Only the best.
Y’all I just had a wacky dream bout the third movie.
Everyone was super?? First weird thing, but then Shadow lost his super and started falling. Thankfully they weren’t in space.
Sonic fumbled with chaos emeralds that lost their power, making him not super anymore. Still he rushes to catch Shadow, and manages to cushion his fall. He hugs this dude close, Shadow’s head comfortably nuzzled into Sonic’s chest. Comfy boy.
Then Shadow starts to shake. Sonic is concerned.
Shadow stands up.
Sonic looks on in horror and disturbed.
Without chaos, Shadow has become Ugly Shadow. Specifically the Ugly Shadow equivalent to Ugly Sonic from the Chip & Dale movie.
Sonic stutters out “dude.. I’m so sorry.”
In a voice that sounded like Nendo’s (the disastrous life of Saiki k) English va but spoken more from the gut, Shadow says “Nah, it’s fine. But.. why would you do that, man?”
And then I thankfully woke up. I can’t believe my brain lured me into a false Sonadow pillow then forced me to look at ugly shadow WHO WAS WEARING A BEAT UP LEATHER JACKET BY THE WAY
I need a moment. I need like 1666 hours to recover from this.
