#I wanna do the bat prank with dave

[sluggggish]

if i were a girl on jackass ♱˚₊‧⁺⋆

inspired by these girlies <3

[isthisthingeven0n]

me time: d.d

been a hot minute since I posted, oops. got a few ideas coming up. probably looking to do cute short pieces currently so you guys get more a week as opposed to just one long one :)

 Walking into the house I hear laughter coming from the living room and cautiously head towards it. “Babe?” I call out and hear silence respond. My feet take me to the door where I peek inside, worried what sight I’ll be met with today. “What the fuck?” I laugh as Y/n turns her head, well her head that is now painted entirely green.

“David!” She yells as she moves her head, revealing Jenna sat next to her with an entirely green face too. “We’re having quality me time.” She states and allows Jenna to continue painting her face green.

I remain still, slightly unsure what to make of the sight. But, at this point, I’ve learnt to just go along with it. I mean, she puts up with my pranks and having a flamethrower in our house. “Can I join me time?” I ask hesitantly.

Y/n’s face lights up at the idea and her green face creases. She stands up and walks towards me, a green sheet covering her body making her look slightly terrifying. “Jenna do you have another bald cap?” She asks and Jenna rummages through her bag.

“I should do, Julien might’ve used one on Peach the other night.” She states and glances up to my confused expression. “Halloween season, dogs gotta have an outfit too.”

Jenna pulls out a bald cap and Y/n motions for me to sit down between the two of them. “Okay, all you gotta do is sit still.” Y/n tells me and I close my eyes, waiting for this madness to commence.

*

Y/n:

Of course, he fidgets. All I asked was for him to sit still for the bald cap application at least. “Dave I don’t wanna scalp you accidentally,” I state as I gel his hair back, making him look like an early 2000’s lad. He reaches up to touch it but I bat his hand away. “Not yet!” I tell him and he sulks quietly.

Looking over to Jenna she pulls a shocked face, which is hard to take seriously considering she too is completely green. “Okay I thought me and Julien suffered with Virgo and Aries energy but you two compete on a whole other level.” She jokes and David looks up at me, batting his eyelashes sweetly.

“Stay still and I will go easy on the paint.” I negotiate with him and he half-heartedly nods. “It’ll be worth it, just you wait and see.”

*

“Oh my god.” I feel my stomach aching as I see what we’ve become on the green screen. David keeps putting me on his face, and I can’t stop laughing as Jenna speaks whilst I mouth. “Hey, guys welcome back to the vlog, today I am going to literally kill one of my friends with a flamethrower. Not click bait.”

We all laugh and hear the door creak open. Turning our heads we see Julien stood there expressionless. “At this point, I’m past asking what you’re doing Jenna.” He states and she smiles brightly to him. “But you guys, really?” I look to David and realise we actually look insane.

Julien sits down and gets up an image of me and David at Coachella. He positions our faces onto each other’s and I listen as David mimicks me. “Oh my god, it is so hard being this hot like I think I lost my thong about half an hour ago up my ass. And David so farted but won't admit it, again.”

I roll my eyes at him as I clear my throat. “Wow, aren’t I so lucky to be here, thanks to SeatGeek. If you guys didn’t know SeatGeek is a service that helps you get seats in-“

“Okay, we get the jist, babe. This isn’t sponsored.” He nudges me lightly and somehow I’ve gotten past the fact that he is covered in green and is wearing a bald cap. “We should do me time more often.” He states and I nod my head in agreement.

“Jenna how does this shit come off?” I ask her and watch as her eyes go wide. “Jenna....” My voice trails off as I spot the paint on the floor that she used on us. “JENNA! YOU USED DYE INSTEAD OF FACE PAINT.” I yell and she looks straight into the camera.

“Oh shiiiit.”

[isroselalondebisexual]

What do you think Rose Egbert would be like? :0 And Dave Harley, John Lalonde, and Jade Strider

Rose Egbert, raised in a supportive, loving home environment, would probably still be fighty and punchy because I don’t think there’s a single parent in existence that could ever change that about her, but she’s also very likely going to be more inclined to wait until being PROMPTED before she lets loose her floods of salt and snark. So like, a pretty regular girl on first impressions, definitely deeply entrenched in her Hot Topic mall goth phase, wears chokers from Spencers and whatnot, but pretty friendly at face value and in all the advanced literature courses, has been in every psychology class the public education system offers. On the debate team. And so you’re like, cool, she’s on debate, that should be fun, she’s pretty well composed as a person I bet she has some good thoughts. And then you attend one of the debate matches. And you see a side of Rose Egbert you never knew existed and holy hot DAMN you’re not sure if you’re terrified or in love with her. Possibly both. Probably both. She’s quick witted alright, devastatingly intelligent and in this to WIN. Dad Egbert has all of her debate trophies (medals? I wasn’t in debate idk how these things work) displayed as proudly as he displayed his clown statues in the canon timeline. Her role as a Seer of Breath is to best free the timeline and her friendgroup from the clutches of the Literally-A-Demon Lord of Time, who seeks to enslave them, their timeline, and the universe to his whims, to become his playthings. Her role is to forsee the best route, not in terms of luck, but as a specific, pointed fuck you to Doc Scratch, Lord English, and everything associated with them. That part in canon where Rose is talking to Doc and he’s like “do you even still have that emotion?” or whatever and she’s like “Why, yes, it seems it’s all been mysteriously relocated to my middle finger. The dark magics are at it again.” Like that but times a thousand she is SMART she has FORESIGHT and she is going to FREE THEIR TIMELINE, BITCH.

Dave Harley grew up alone on an island with a magic dog and some weird chess folk, so first of all he doesn’t know what a gender is so jot that down, second of all what do you mean boys don’t like boys? Obviously boys like boys, he likes boys, u r foolish, u silly human culture you. So uh, you know how Dave is like, this huge massive attention whore in canon and he starts out “I’m so cool are you noticing me being cool and not caring over here”? Yeah no, immediately bypasses that, this boy wants ATTENTION so TALK TO HIM DAMMIT. His only real guide for physical touch has been a dog and some people who are not human so Personal Space Whomst? Dave is here, he is in your personal space, you are paying attention to him bitches. His collection of weird dead shit is even weirder, given that it is a Harley tradition to taxidermy weird shit and also he lives out on an island now. Probably takes the PRETTIEST photos of like, the island views and stuff, which he naturally posts online and gets a lot of likes and reblogs for which, good, give him that sweet sweet validation. His selfies are everywhere. Go like them. His role as the Knight of Space would be a pretty important one, he’s upholding the balance of the universe and breeding the new one and stuff, which basically just means he’s the weird frog dad now. You see all those frogs? Those are his babies. He loves them. Smorch. Dave ew don’t kiss frogs that’s gross. Dave does not care, Dave is gonna smooch those frogs bc he loves them and all their mutant little paradox offspring. Dave the frog whisperer. Whenever Karkat’s getting screechy he just like. Takes one out of his sylladex or his hood or pocket or SOMEWHERE and sets it delicately down in front of Karkat when he’s not looking and Karkat proceeds to screech and flip out and Dave laughs at him. This Dave is likely a lot more carefree, but doesn’t have a good grasp of concepts like “responsibility” or “giving people space.” A good and goofy kid, with some nice tasty abandonment issues probably thrown into the mix there somewhere. He doesn’t wanna be alone again.

John Lalonde very likely has a very bad grasp of what consequences are. If he breaks shit, they can just buy a new one, if he pranks someone a little too mean or says something that goes a little too far, his mom is easy to forgive him. My dear sweet ADHD child probably didn’t do too good in school and did a lot of class clowning tomfoolery but Mom Lalonde didn’t discipline him for it at home so threats of “I will call your mother if you don’t settle down” didn’t have much of an effect on him. He’s a good kid! Friendly and loving and affectionate, but if he fucks up he doesn’t take responsibility for it and pulls the “it was just a joke!” card way too frequently and doesn’t know how to actually apologize or fix his mistakes. But even though he’s very outwardly childish, he’s also surprisingly mature for his age, by way of like, opinions and stuff? Like he’ll say stuff and it’ll seem totally left field for him cause John you’re like, the funny dude of our group, but he’s also the one who knows how to disinfect wounds and the RIDICULOUS importance of making sure your older sibling knows who their DD is when they’re off drinking with their friends and while he doesn’t have an emotional reaction to traumatic events right off the bat (like in canon) he does do a VERY good job of responding pragmatically to them, and that’s kind of a result of yeah, his mom’s his buddy, and yeah, she lets him get away with anything, but no, John doesn’t really get the chance to be a kid ALL the time, and in part he acts out like this because he’s frustrated that he CAN’T fully be a kid, so he’s overcompensating. His role as the Heir of Light would be as somebody who embodies luck and intellect, which he doesn’t really feel like he can do. He’s not smart, right? He’s never done well in school. But he has really high emotional intelligence, and he’s got street smarts no 13 year old has any business having, and he eventually comes to realize that he is lucky. He’s very lucky. He’s got good friends who love him and who he loves, a strong team who can conquer the world, the universe, even a demon with the strength of a green sun, and when John comes to appreciate consequences and ramifications of their actions, he would be better able to understand how to use his powers to become the luckiest little shit in the universe, and could look death in the face with confidence because he understands, now, he’s realized some things, some the easy way and some lessons were painfully hard, but he’s confident in what he’s doing and he’s got his friends at his back.

Jade Strider, I hate to say it, but I think she would end up a very meek individual. Very, very hypervigilant, aware of everyone’s mood around her and this HUGE people pleaser, because as far as she’s concerned “not actively pleased” might as well be utterly synonymous to “actively displeased.” Life is uncertain to her, she’s very diligent about reading the moods of others and making them happy. Everyone loves her and think she’s just absolutely the best, she’s always ready to listen, always eager to cheer her friends up when they’re feeling down, doesn’t say jack SHIT about herself. If people ask she straight up lies. She does NOT talk about her own problems, even worse than in canon. She is happy go lucky and pleasant to be around, see? She’s doing great. Don’t worry about her! Oh do you need to talk about something? She’s got hair-trigger reflexes and does NOT react well to sudden loud noises or jumpscares. She’s very forgiving, because it’s only natural that sometimes her friends will hurt her feelings, right? That’s what love looks like. Some things just can’t be prevented, so why bother. Lotta learned helplessness kinda shit going down. Very reactive to positive feedback and physical affection (as long as she sees it coming) but has no idea how to go about asking for it. She’s very popular at her school for being pretty and cool and badass and friendly all tied up into one but her friendships are very shallow with her school friends, because if she cannot open up about herself, what room is there for emotional intimacy? As a Witch of Time, her main thing that needs to happen is she needs to get fed up. She needs to get pissed off. She doesn’t deserve this shit! She’s thirteen! She doesn’t deserve a parent who didn’t love her, she doesn’t deserve to have the weight of the timeline on her shoulders, she doesn’t deserve to see her own corpse over and over and fucking OVER again! This isn’t fair, this isn’t right, she doesn’t FUCKING want this, fuck her Bro fuck the Game fuck keeping quiet she’s a KID and she’s HURTING and she will be fucking UPSET about it! And then she’s gotta let John, and Rose, and Dave hold her and tell her she’s right, she’s so right, she is absolutely entitled to her anger, she’s allowed to feel angry about this, she’s gonna be okay though, they’re there, they love her and they’re not gonna let anyone hurt her ever again, she’s allowed to feel hellfire down deep to her bones but then, most importantly, she needs to let her friends help her, she needs to trust them, and learn how trusting works, learn what love looks like and how all her little broken pieces fit back together. And no, she’s never gonna fully recover from that. She knows she’s gonna be a compulsive liar down to her dying day and she’s never going to be able to trust openly like some people do, but she’s got people who love her and who she loves dearly, and she’s going to be okay, and every day it gets a little easier. Some days are bad, yeah, some days she’s angry over stuff she thought she got over years ago, but at the end of the Game, after all has been ripped asunder and they’ve moved into their new lives on Earth C, she is allowed to recover and to rest and sure it’s not always easy, but she’s always trying, and things are better now.

[ticklish-sprout]

The Visit - JohnDave

A/N: Hey everyone, it’s me! And I have some good/bad news! I am in one of the most infamous fandoms ever, Homestuck! I haven’t been reading it for too long, so I’m sorry if the characters are a little OOC. But anyways, I really hope you like it!

Here’s the picture this fic was based off of!

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"D-Dave!" John threw the door open, a toothy grin spreading across his face. "I...it's you!"

"Sup." Dave Strider stood in front of him, in the flesh. "I assume you're John Egderp."

"It's Egbert." Normally the sixteen-year-old would be irritated, but he was too happy at the fact that his online friend was really there in person to care.

"Same thing." He walked in without asking for permission. "Got any apple juice?"

"Well, of course!" John came back inside, only to be beaten to the fridge.

"Ah." Dave scooped up the small bottle and chugged it so fast it made John's head spin. "Hmm." He crushed the empty bottle against his head, then held it out. "Thanks, Egderp."

"No...problem?" He took it from him slowly, tossing it over his shoulder. "Um, my dad is out, so that just leaves us. Probably getting more Betty Crocker, or maybe clowns," he scoffed. "Sorry, harlequins."

"I feel your pain." Dave looked around the harlequin-covered room. "Like I've said, Bro has way too many Smuppets."

"For irony?" John tilted his head.

"For irony," he nodded.

"You wanna go to my room?" He pointed upstairs.

"Sure." Dave went first, then opened the ajar door.

Then a bucket of water splashed over his head.

"AH!" He let out a totally un-cool shriek and fell flat on his stomach.

"Pfft-hahahaha!" John kneeled down, covering his mouth. "The look on your face!"

"Oh, real funny." Dave took off his shades to dry them on his shirt, keeping his eyes shut. Once he put them back on, he glared in his direction. "Bad move, Egbert."

"At least you have my name right." He squeaked as he was tackled onto his bed. "Dude, come on! It was just a prank!"

"And now I'm all wet thanks to it." He sat up, shaking his head. "You and your stupid pranks."

"They're not stupid," John pouted.

"Yeah, and I'm Nicolas Cage." Dave pulled him up. "Go into a rant about Con Air and I'll kill you."

"Jerk," he huffed.

"What did you say to me?" He grabbed him by the chin, looking him in the eye. "Nobody calls a Strider a jerk. Well, nobody calls a Strider a jerk and lives." He let go, jabbing him in the ribs. "And-"

"Eep!" John immediately clamped a hand over his mouth, turning a dark red color.

"Hmm?" Dave tilted his head. "What was that?"

"What was what?" He fiddled with his hands nervously. "I-I don't know what you mean."

"Really?" He gently brushed his fingers over his ribs, watching him carefully. "You hurt?"

"No!" John pushed his hand away, a smile on his face. "S-sorry, I'm a bit ticklish."

"A bit?" Dave smirked, eyes gleaming behind his shades.

"Ah...yeah, a bit." He didn't like the look he was (probably) giving him.

"You sure, Egbert?" He moved in until their noses were almost touching. "D-Dave?" John squeaked. "Wha-what are you doing?"

"Testing something." Dave suddenly tickled his highest ribs, a concentrated look on his face.

"Dahahave!" he giggled, grabbing his hand. "Cut it ohohout!"

"Stop moving, you're throwing me off." His second hand moved under his chin.

"Oh! Ahahaha!" John shivered, nose scrunching up. "St-stohohohop, it tihihihihickles!"

Oh my god, so cute.

"Does it?" Dave smirked again. "Breathe, dude, breathe. You're turning blue." He nodded to his blue shirt.

"Noooo!" he whined, then fell onto his back. "Haha...ha..." He looked up at him, smiling. "What was that for?"

"Pranking me. And I'm not done." He slipped his hands under his shirt, tickling his bare stomach.

"DAHAHAHAHAVE!" John shouted, dropping his hands in defeat. "OKAY, OKAHAHAHAY! I GIVE!"

"So what if you give, it doesn't mean I'm just gonna stop." Dave growled as his shades were knocked off his face. "Oh, you've done it now."

"Dahahave?" He barely caught a glimpse of his eyes before the shades came back on, and the tickling resumed. "AH, SHIT! DAHAHAHAHAHAVE!"

"Let me show you something Bro used to do to me when I was a lot younger." A faint blush dusted across his cheeks from the memory. "Something tells me you'll like it."

"Wait, what?! Dave, no!" John shrieked as his shirt was lifted up. "Don't you dare! No! No rasp-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He pounded on the bed with his fists, laughing his head off. "FUHUHUHUCK, STOHOHOHOHOP!"

"Had enough?" Dave looked up from blowing raspberries.

"YES, PLEHEHEHEHEASE! I CAN'T BREATHE, DAHAHAHAVE!" He went limp, deciding there was nothing left he could do except take it.

"Just a little longer." He ALMOST smiled at the squeal that came from him as he poked his belly button. "You sound like you're dying."

"HEEHEEHEE, I AM!" John finally grabbed his hands, panting heavily. Tears were running down his cheeks, and his face was completely flushed. "I'm...I'm sorry about the bucket," he wheezed.

"I wasn't actually mad." Dave yelped as their positions were reversed.

"Give...give me a moment." After he caught his breath, he grinned down at him evilly. "Don't think I won't get you back."

"I'm not ticklish," he deadpanned.

"Liar."

"Am not. Ah, Johohon!!" Dave let out an un-manly scream as his hands slipped under his arms.

"Dude, I barely touched you." Then John attacked.

"Pfft- NONONONOHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He bucked his hips, pushing at his shoulders. "STOHOHOHOP, DAMMIT! I'LL KILL YOHOHOHOHOU!"

"Stop? Hmm...I remember me saying that, but you didn't. So I'm not going to." He gave him a short break, then leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Dave."

"Eee!" He scrunched his shoulders, cursing the fact that he even had ticklish ears.

"Tickle," John whispered softly, watching him squirm. "Tickle tickle."

"Johnnnn," Dave whined, trying to move his head.

"What's wrong? Are you ticklish? Are your little ears ticklish?" He took his ear between his teeth, nibbling gently. "How about now?"

"OH MY GAHAHAHAHAHAD!" He screamed in laughter, shaking his head. "THAHAHAHAHAT'S GAY, YOU KNOHOHOHOHOW!"

"I am NOT a homosexual," John pouted. "Oh, don't want to break these." He removed his shades as he dug his thumbs into his hips harshly. He was so cute and oh my god did he just snort?

"JESUS!" Dave's eyes flew open for a short moment, revealing bright red orbs. Then they squeezed shut again.

"Is that why you wear those dorky shades?" John asked. "To hide your pretty eyes?"

"NAHAHAHAHAHAT PRETTY!" he protested, laughter going silent after his hips and ears were attacked at the same time. "EGBERT!" he tried to shout, only producing a wheezing sound instead.

"Had enough?" he asked, moving away from his ears. The blonde nodded frantically. "Well...okay!" And he finally stopped for good.

Dave lay there, giggling slightly as he rubbed at his skin to get the residue tingly feelings to go away. "Oh-oh god." He wiped at his reddened face, which was streaked with tears. "Thahat was so bahahad."

"Come on, it wasn't THAT bad." John grinned cheekily.

"That-that's because yohohou probably like being tihihickled," he gasped.

"What?! I-I don't like it!" he protested. "You're just being stupid!"

"Could've...fought harder to get away from me," Dave pointed out.

"You're reading too much into it!" John exclaimed, then burst into giggles as his sides were rapidly pinched. "Okahahay, I admit it! I lihihike being tihihickled! It's fuhuhun!" He collapsed on top of him with a smile. "Happy now?"

"Very." He put his shades back on.

"Come on, man." He took them off and held them out of his reach. "I like your eyes, really. Why do you hide them?"

"They're weird," Dave mumbled.

"Come on, they're beautiful," John said without thinking. "U-um." He wracked his brain for a way to deflect his embarrassment. "You're wearing the shades I gave you."

"So?" He crossed his arms. "You said they might be more ironic."

"Do you...only wear these now? Why don't you wear the pointy ones anymore?" He set them down.

"Because these came from you," Dave grumbled.

"Dave..." John closed his eyes, thinking. "Dave," he said again. "I'm not gay, but..." He leaned forward and pressed his lips against his.

"Mmm." He wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. "John," he murmured as he pulled away.

"I love you," he squeaked. "I'm sorry."

"I know." Dave smiled, not in a cocky way. "Me too."

"But I'm not gay," John added.

"You're queer as a football bat." He poked him in the stomach, making him giggle. "Admit it."

"Maybe only for you." He snuggled against his chest. "I don't want you to leave."

"I don't want me to leave, either." Dave stroked his hair gently.

"Then stay here," John whispered.

"Wh-what?" He blinked. "Stay here with you?"

"No more Smuppets," he pointed out. "More time for irony. And you have me."

"I'll think about it," Dave sighed. "I love you."

"I love you too, ruby eyes." John fell asleep on top of him, his soft snores filling the air.

"Night, Egderp." He fell asleep too, tired out from everything that had happened earlier.

[sonic-nyoom]

Sorry if I'm bothering you; you don't have to answer this if you don't want to. But I was considering making a compilation video of Boom!Sonic being a dork, and I was wondering if you had any moments you'd like to suggest for it. (I figured you'd be the expert on this, hehe.)

Good Items for Compilation Videos™

Bless you for saying that I’d be the expert! ://D

Here’s all the ones I thought off the top of my head (listed in episode order):

(note: I’m only including the moments from Season 1 just in case you wanted to do a compilation for season 1 and then season 2 whenever that finishes)

- The Sidekick: Sonic going off about Burnbot’s name. Prime Dork Material!

- My Fair Sticksy: Sonic doing accents with Knuckles.

- Eggheads: Sonic fighting Tails’ machine with the line, “Back, back I say!”

- Cowbot: Sonic sneaking up to Eggman’s door. Bonus if you include him making a chili dog and him tapping Eggman’s arm to go get it later.

- Circus of Plunders: Sonic “greeting” Eggman’s robot. You might also want to include his cute reaction of “Wicked!” when he sees Barker’s Sphere of Fear.

- Unlucky Knuckles: Sonic swinging his golf ball like a bat. Optional inclusion is him sitting back with a coconut drink and/or reading his own biography.

- The Meteor: “Ha; first!”, Sonic’s policy on “dibs”, or potentially him in Eggman’s body saying, “NOBODY GET HURT, OR SOMEBODY’S GONNA GET HURT!!”

- Aim Low: Sonic dashing inside Sticks’ house saying, “I’ve got board games!”

- How to Succeed in Evil Without Really Trying: Sonic’s jam pun and/or Sonic responding to Eggman’s entrance with, “Gotta admit; that had pizazz.”

- Don’t Judge Me: “That mothbot is no match for my swat-a-pult!”, “Yes! Tainted victory is mine!”, and/or “The only thing I’m guilty of is being awesome!”

- Dr. Eggman’s Tomato Sauce: Sonic’s reaction after drinking Eggman’s tomato sauce. Bonus for him crying at Tails’ plane story.

- Sole Power: Sonic dancing, winning epicly at volleyball, and opening his mouth for Eggman to toss popcorn in. Bonus for “Sonic’s gonna go for a run.” What a dweeb.

- Sleeping Giant: “When life gives you lemons… make lemonade!” and “Sleep my large rocky friend, and dream of large gravel-y girl monsters.”

- The Curse of the Buddy Buddy Temple: Sonic debating with Eggman on the “nature direction of the fight” and Sonic calling Eggman “Eggs Benedict Arnold”.

- Let’s Play Musical Friends: “Uh, that reminds me; I gotta chop my arm off!” and Sonic checking his notebook to look at his schedule.

- Late Fees: “Because you were part of the team that helped me track it down and I wanted you to share in the glory of this victory… and I didn’t think of that.”

- Eggman Unplugged: Sonic giggling as he’s pranking Knuckles.

- Chez Amy: Sonic’s pun on Amy’s burger and Sonic passing the ball to himself.

- Curse of the Cross Eyed Moose: “Sonic, what’s up with you?” “Just hangin’ out.”

- Chili Dog Day Afternoon: Sonic correctly guessing all of Dave’s chili dog ingredients. Bonus if you include Sonic’s cute smile even while everyone’s upset because he has zero clue what’s going on.

- Closed Door Policy: Sonic hitting the coconuts around to music and Sonic putting all the stuff together just to pull out a chili dog and say, “Time to take in the trash!”

- Eggman the Auteur: “I’m an actor; I was being dramatic!”

- Two Good to Be True: Sonic “saving” his chili dog and exclaiming, “Got it! That was almost the worst disaster imaginable!”

- Beyond the Valley of Cubots: Sonic’s “under where” joke.

- Next Top Villain: Cropped shot of Sonic dancing and/or petting the bunny.

- New Year’s Retribution: Optionally, Sonic’s dancing.

- Battle of the Boy Bands: “It’s fun to bring people a long way to finish a sentence, isn’t it?”

- Fire in a Crowded Workshop: Sonic’s fantasy, specifically when he introduced himself to Perci. Possibly include, “No matter. I’ll heroically repair this bike with only my bare hands… and a welding laser!”

- It Wasn’t Me, It Was the One-Armed Hedgehog: Any clip of Sonic with his glasses and bandana.

- Robot Battle Royale: Sonic being excited over chili dogs rather than the battle royale.

- No Robots Allowed: “Everyone okay?” “Yeah…” “Everyone wanna do that again???” or “Incoming! …Outgoing?”

- Role Models: “We shouldn’t be horsin’ around in here; we should be horsin’ around out here!” and “Being a role model is overrated. I’d much rather be… hilariously edgy.”

- Cabin Fever: Sonic grinning at his little sandcastle. Optionally, just about any clip of Sonic trying to act regally during the game of pretend; bonus if it’s Sonic’s comment when Knuckles insults television.

- It Takes a Village to Defeat a Hedgehog: “Tails, so help me; if you’ve been confusing L-brackets and T-brackets this whole time…!! D: