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[wildcatofgreen-blog]

She could learn from this hedgehog. She could learn quite a bit from him. “See, even the best of us need help sometimes!” She smirked, crossing her arms. Honestly, she couldn’t help but feel relieved by his statement. Even if he is a child, he still needed his fair share of help… At least, she chooses to believe he needed it, ignoring his last statement. Just so she could keep her ego intact.

However, she raised a brow at his fist, not understanding what he wanted. Does he want to punch her? She’s literally never seen this befo–Wait, no, that’s a lie. She just forgot about it. A fist bump! How could she forget something so common? Realizing what it is, she put on a smile again, making a fist with her right hand and pounding it against the gloved hand of her small comrade. “Maybe we could save the world together one day!” She was just saying that to say it. Honestly, saving the world might just get her killed, if it turns out anything like it did last time.

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     "Ya never know what the bad guy’s gonna throw at’cha.       You can handle all the water-based traps, I’m fine with       everythin’ else.”

     It seemed his mind was set, no matter what. He’d considered      her a nuisance to begin with, but talking with her had mellowed      that attitude out considerably.

     The hedgehog couldn’t help but snicker at her confusion to his      fist, but got the intended effect. He pulled back after, winking and      pointing with thumb arced back for maximum coolness ( or so      he told himself. )

     “Sure, ain’t no problem if you can keep up with me. They don’t       call me SONIC for nuthin’, Midoriiro. I wouldn’t want to keep        stopping every five minutes.”

[wildcatofgreen-blog]

The cat stood in slight shock, just taken aback by the fact that he could actually say that saving the world got boring. One of the worst times of her life, is boring to a child. This Sonic guy would have no trouble saving Avalice! Why not just put him there whenever Brevon comes back? It’d save me the near death experiences… “Y-Yeah, lame,” she commented, a slight stutter in her voice.

Then she snapped out of it, listening to his words. “Well, it’s not like I didn’t actually do it. I just… had some help, is all.” Carol didn’t like talking about the fact that she didn’t save her world by herself, it made her ego falter. Plus she wants everybody to think that she’s some sort of super-cat or something, and not just a normal thief that just accidentally got wrapped up in a really big thing.

[sokuudo-blog]

–  ★ ☆ ✰

The hog leaned forward, grinning ear to ear as it seemed he had gotten the upper hand in whatever game he thought they were playing. As far as he was concerned, he won the ‘cool’ battle.

        “Ya alright there, kiddy-cat? Or just stunned at how awesome           I am?”

Modest, the hedgehog was not.

        “Eh. Guess I was in the same boat at some point. I did it          alone ‘couple times, then my bro Tails helped with the          other times. Not that I NEED the help.”

He seemed far less reluctant to admit that last part, as it wasn’t entirely true. More than enough times had the fox’s ability to fly or his mechanical genius saved his butt. 

        “--but, hey, from one world saving animal to the other!”

Sonic curled his fingers into a fist, holding it out and staring expectantly at Carol.

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- A slight tilt of the boy’s head with the reply that he’d received. He was a little suspicious, unable to determine the vibe the sentence was giving off. Did the stranger meant it in a sarcastic way or did he really meant it? Either way, the child wasn’t gonna just point fingers and claim he’s Sonic the Hedgehog. That would be a little childish to do to a person you just met. Then again, the blue hedgehog did look a lot like the hero everyone knew so much. 

“ Ah, I see. 

 I ask that because ever since he started showing up, fans of his started dressing up as him pretending to be heroes and stuff like that. But, I never really like participating in that kind of stuff anyway.”

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–  ★ ☆ ✰

He couldn’t stop the cheeky grin that was on his face, although his ears did fall flat at what the boy said. He knew all about the more... eccentric fans. Really, he didn’t mind the attention (when he wasn’t lazying about) but imitation was a form of flattery he could do without.

           “Tell me ‘bout it! I mean, I just HAPPEN to have that same             sweet shade of blue, be just as cool and fast as him, but             I know that Sonic guy really don’t like that sort of thing.” 

Still, he ended up shrugging. The more people that tried to act like heroes and care about the forest animals being turned to robots, the less he had to do.

            “Say! You ever wanted to meet SONIC? I could totally get              him to meet you, and I think he’d be swell with it.”

The boy was nice enough. And he didn’t strike him as a crazy fan.

[wildcatofgreen-blog]

“Your job is saving the world?” She couldn’t help but be flabbergasted by that notion. She knows what it’s like to save the world, but… Holy crap, how can he do that as a job? Her face was full of simple shock, as she thought about all those… near death experiences. Not fun, not fun, no. While sure, it was fun exploring and beating little robots up, it was also terrifying facing that d-word everyday during that adventure. And the fact that Lilac–

“I tried saving the world once,” she tries to put on a cool looking face after her shocked expression, also trying to repress any memories of death that she might’ve faced, “It was cool, I guess. Wasn’t really my style, though.” She can’t help but smile and copy the hedgehog’s previous actions, rubbing the tip of her nose with her right’s index finger. “I like to explore and adventure more than save, if I wanna be truthful.” Plus she hasn’t had a chance to save in over a year, so there’s definitely that.

[sokuudo-blog]

–  ★ ☆ ✰

His quills all but ruffled and a look of pride streaked across his face at managing to shock her. He played off saving the world much as she did, seeing it more of a chore than a heroic feet and lazily regarding it.

               “Yeah, pretty sweet job if I say so myself. Pretty boring                 after a while, ‘specially with Robuttnik always sending                 the same old tricks. LAME!”

He sized her up, tsking and unable to stop a grin on his face. Sonic thought he could see right through her cool facade, laughing lightly.

                 “Ah, get outta town! There’s a difference ‘tween tryin’,                   and doing.”

He paused as she copied his little habit, his ears rotating and falling slightly. The blue hedgehog huffed, trying not to look even mildly embarrassed.

                 “That sounds more like it, Midoriiro. Savin’ the world                    is a tough thing, I just make it look easy.”

Yes, he did just give her a nickname.

[wildcatofgreen-blog]

“Cat-hog, more like,” she blurted out, smirking, “Green is a much better color. It’s with all the best holidays, ain’t it?” Yet the only holiday worth noting that had green as a color was Christmas, and even then it wasn’t really the color someone would think of when asked what color they associate with Christmas. Even Carol would most likely say red or even white to answer that question. She spends most Christmases in what she refers to as Battle Glacier, possibly the snowiest part in all of Avalice. It barely snows anywhere else, including her treehouse.

But that’s irrelevant. Christmas may be soon, but it’s not like she’s gonna start talking Christmas with this brat, maybe later, if she feels like it. Her smugness disappears, however, curiosity filling in. “Weeell, I was wondering,” she starts, her hands behind her back, innocently looking down at the hedgehog, “Do you have a job? Like, you said you’re on your day off, so, what are you taking a dayoff from?”

[sokuudo-blog]

–  ★ ☆ ✰

He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth in a tsk, scrunching up his face even further if it was possible before suddenly grinning shrugging and rubbing his nose. 

            “-- Cat-hog sounds kinda WILD. I like it!             Who cares what the holiday is with? Blue is already on the             COOLEST thing ever.”

He stopped the motion at her next question, blinking slowly before surprisingly, snickers humourlessly at it. The hedgehog concluded that the green cat was harmless, and in his opinion, a bit of a doofus.

           “Of course I do. It’s called SAVING THE WORLD. I’m takin’             a day off from badnik busting to get some chili-dogs and a             well deserved vacation!”

He’ll give her props for one thing -- she sure got him talking. Only a few really managed that, so he had to hand it to her. 

[stufflovingcube-deactivated2019]

                 Yikes-! Slow your roll kid-! Here he was, minding his own business, trying to net a few flickies, and along comes the blue blur himself-!

                              >>     “ ‘ey! Watch where yer goin’, buster!                                                       You coulda dented me up real good!                                                             I don’t know if ya’–” 

                 Wait a minute. Sonic seemed awfully small, and last time Cubot checked, mobian grew larger with age– not shrink down. Cubot’s head tilted, trying to process this small blue mobian. Perhaps Sonic had cloned himself! And his clone turned out very small. Yeah.

                 … No, only boss tended to clone things for fun. Sonic didn’t seem the type. The word ‘badnik’ was vaguely familiar too. 

                              >>     “Well, geez. This is awful confusin’. Here, hold                                                       my net while I do some serious thinkin’.“ 

[sokuudo-blog]

–  ★ ☆ ✰

         The hedgehog scratched at his ear, trying to process the          ‘strange badnik’ as much as Cubot was trying to figure him          out. None of the ones he’d came in contact with actually spoke,          as for what he said, he didn’t expect him to actually answer.

         “Well, you’re in the way! It’s not my fault.”

         Maybe he was like Silver Sonic or Metal Sonic -- a far more          ADVANCED robot?

         He blinked a few times, mutely taking a hold of his net, and          watching the flickies fly off gratefully. Putting two and two          together, Sonic scowled.

        “-- You better not be doin’ what I think you’re doin’, badnik,          cause those flickies and the animals of the forest are under          Sonic protection!”

         He pointed the net accusingly at Cubot, wielding it like a weapon.          It didn’t help it was larger than he was and it wasn’t exactly threatening.

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     “ Cool! (but not cooler than me, y’know?) “

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[sokuudo-blog]

give me all you got, don’t hold nothin’ back                   promise you YOU’RE gonna need it                                    take your best shot, i’ll just give it back                                                     i’m on the winning side, we won’t be defeated

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        “ Villain. As for ya’ weird two badniks, confusing. “

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[ovalorbandother-deactivated2018]

Eggman grimaced at the insulting nickname as he sat aboard his Egg Mobile. He loathed when anyone made mockery of his family name. “I’ve told you already, noone calls me Robotnik anymore! My name is Eggman! Don’t forget my name! You cocky blue spineball!” he bellowed down.

“Hmph, and my best shot huh? Fine, wiping you out will get rid of the older you as well!” he remarked as he spun the Egg Mobile around and locked it into place of his newest mech. 

The mech itself was largely similar to the normal Egg Mobile, except for the large drill attachment placed at the front. Additionally, attached to the back was a container akin to a dumpster.

“Behold, the Egg Driller! Try to not die too fast~ Ha ha ha ha!” He then launched himself straight at his spiky foe!

[sokuudo-blog]

–  ★ ☆ ✰

     Riling up his arch nemesis was always a favoured past time, and      he mouthed along to Eggman’s words, his hand flapping from      fingers to thumb, not paying much attention to what he was saying      at all.

     “Whatever you say, Eggface. It’s more of a royal blue, actually.” 

    What was interesting was the fancy new mech. He took one look of it,     and rolled his eyes in great exaggeration.

    “A drill, really? C’mon, surely you got more than tha-- WHOA!”

    His silliness stopped immediately when he let himself get a bit too     arrogant, quickly dashing to the side to avoid the oncoming strike.

    “Maybe you should be callin’ it the Scrambled Egg when I’m through!”

     The hedgehog didn’t have any of his older self’s fancy moves, so he’d      have to rely on what he knew best when dealing with robots and Eggman.      Grinning, the hero picked up some speed before jumping towards      him, curling up in a ball at the last second in an attempt to land a      hit.

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[sokuudo-blog]

–  ★ ☆ ✰

     Alright! Now this was something he was more familiar with.

      The hedgehog stretched, lazily touching his nose as he       grinned at the other. New threads or not, Robotnik was       Robotnik, right?

      “ -- ‘nd here I thought you couldn’t get any UGLIER,         Robuttnik. So go ahead, hit me with you’re best shot,         if you can hit me at all!”

       It was obvious the blue hedgehog was taunting him, but        hey, he was having some fun and hadn’t threw down a        fight in a while.

@ovalorbandother​

[sokuudo-blog]

–  ★ ☆ ✰ 

         -- Wasn’t that one of his friends that his older self meets?

          He didn’t know. It was all confusing to the poor kid.           Everything was far simpler when Robotnik’s plans           consisted of a ball and chain rather than all this           time business. 

          He felt like a fish out of water, which is why he remained           stonily silent, one finger rubbing his nose as he shuffled           up to the silver hedgehog. All he had to do was say ‘hello’,           comment at how cool his shoes were and if he could snag           a pair, and ask about what was up.

          Instead he did none of those things, and waved awkwardly.           If TAILS could see him now, he’d never let him live it down.

@thefutureissilver,

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