The eloquence of the hedgehog5/7/2023 ![]() ![]() Apart from a soft smile, he seemed unphased by Sonic’s entrance. Sonic whipped his head around towards the sound of his friend’s voice. “How does a supersonic hedgehog run late?” “I wonder,” the bemused voice of the Star Prince asked from behind. He very nearly slammed up into the wall, only stopping just short. He rolled through the doggy door, bursting into the hallway and halting so fast the soles of his shoes skidded against the hard flooring. In what couldn’t have been more than eight seconds run time for the speedy hedgehog, Sonic curled up into a ball as he approached the house. ![]() It was dark out already, the world occasionally lighting up around him as the ends of his quills sparked in response to his heightened emotions. “Crapcrapcrapcraaaap!” Sonic whined helplessly under his breath as he hurtled towards a lonely house at the edge of the Green Hills Woods. Even though time for everybody else moved at less than a second, the Blue Blur growled and winced at every turn he was forced to take outside of his direct path. Sonic ran as fast as he could through the outskirts of Green Hills, weaving through dozens upon dozens of trees like a homing bullet. ![]()
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