#birdie botnik

[grounders-wife]

An Introduction to my ART!

I made this maybe about a month ago. I'm always improving!

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for you @grounders-wife !!

inspiration at the cut

[birdie-botnik]

Cooked up something quick in the spirit of Mother's Day

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grounder loves his wife

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This was part of a comic I was working on roughly two months ago!

Context: Birdie, under the alias "Betty", goes on a "pseudo"-date with Grounder as a ploy to keep Sonic distracted while Scratch and Coconuts attempt, and fail, to set up a trap. Birdie and Grounder's method of distraction worked a bit too well! On the wrong audience.

I have the horrendous habit of forgetting to include the black tip on her beak in drawings.

[grounders-wife]

Any headcanons for Grounder?

You know it! - Grounder is more intelligent than people give him credit for.

- Grounder experiences higher levels of empathy than the average individual. - He has "a fixer" mindset and is a nurturer by nature. He doesn't like it when people are fighting (specifically those closest to him), it puts him on edge. He sometimes becomes overwhelmed by the urge to set things right. - In his quarters he proudly displays his collection of rocks, crystals and geodes that he has harvested during his own expeditions. He also has a random egg amongst the collection. Nobody really knows why or what its origins are. He jokes that he's still waiting for it to hatch. - One of his biggest motivators for capturing Sonic is being able to live out a financially comfortable and peaceful retirement. - He enjoys being in nature and going for hikes, it sets a different pace that he enjoys. Occasionally, he may get stuck when venturing uneven terrain or off-roading, thus he decided to install a winch (another one of his own gadgets). Birdie will tie the end of the winch around her waist and begin to drag/pull him out. This is where she gets her core strength.

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Warm up doodle from two months ago.

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I apologize if I asked this already, but who was the one who confessed first? And how did it go?

“Technically?” Birdie rubbed the base of her neck awkwardly, “that would’ve been Scratch! But hear me out first… it happened a couple months after I had just started working under Robotnik’s wing as his newest employee.

“Things were going smoothly. I was adjusting to my new role fabulously, and I made for quite the effective addition to the team. I stayed in my lane, they stayed in theirs… for the most part.” Birdie sighed wistfully, running a wing through her hair. “Oh, if only it weren’t for Grounder, the ever punctual Grounder, stumbling in as he usually does. Dropping everything in the process. You’ve got to hand it to him, he’s got the ‘dramatic entrance’ thing down-pact. I, of course, ran over to help him. I remember the scene going something like this:”

“Ugh, you’re too kind to that bozo! He’ll never learn how to take care of himself if you keep babying him by picking up after him every time he falls!” Scratch sneered.

Birdie just rolled her eyes at him. “There’s a difference between ‘babying’ someone and helping out your partner.” She scoffed, hoisting Grounder up off the floor before setting him back down on his own two treads, ensuring he was stable before letting go.

Scratch narrowed his eyes incredulously. He immediately noticed how Birdie’s wing seemed to linger on Grounder’s back. And the use of the word partner? Oh, that’s rich. He decided to tease her a little bit, just to have some fun with the ‘new recruit’: “Ohoho, I see what’s going on here. Partner, eh? You? The dainty, delicate swan lady? Shacking up with that incompetent bolts for brains? Please.” He snorted. “That’d be the day…”

Grounder frowned, not understanding his brother’s harsh words. “Hey, what’s that supposed’ta mean? You got a problem with that?”

Birdie immediately tensed up, her feathers ruffling. She blinked once, then again. “Pardon me? I mean… what told you we’re ‘shacking up’? Grounder and I?”She said nervously, trying to play it cool despite her internal temperature rising a degree.

“Ohh, new girl’s blushing! HA! You should see the look on your face! You totally like her too, don’t you, Grounder?! Just admit it! You and the new girl!” Scratch erupted into laughter, undoubtedly amused by the mere thought of them as a couple.

“Like her?” Grounder glanced between Scratch and Birdie. “I don’t just ‘like’ her, Scratch. I like her. She’s nice to me. Something you wouldn’t understand!” He jabbed a finger at his brother accusingly.

Birdie choked on air, briefly stunned by his abrupt confession. They had been flirtatious, yes, but this… this was something else entirely. Confessing. To each other. In front of him? She thought she’d drop dead for sure!

Scratch wheezed. “I wouldn’t understand?! What do you mean ‘I wouldn’t understand’?! Like you would be any the wiser, I doubt you even know how to properly court a lady, numbskull!”

Grounder puffed up, his brother’s mockery only fuelling his determination “Well- I can learn! Then I’ll show you! Right, Birdie?!” He looked at her expectantly, reaching for her hand

“Oh, ah— that’s right! Yup!” Birdie’s cheeks blazed a pretty red hue. She wrapped her wing around Grounder’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, gazing down at him with unmistakable adoration.

“I’ll court you properly like he says, and you can keep calling me your partner. I like it when you do that.”

Although that’s not initially how she intended it, she was totally fine with their newly established title. She nodded her head and purred in contentment, ignoring Scratch’s flabbergasted expression in the background.