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blackhakumen · 1 year ago

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Mini Fanfic #1153: See Him Again (Sonic)

12:12 p.m. at the Crocodile Residence's Kitchen...........

Espio: (Grabs his Chin While Examining Directly at the Turkey in Front of Him) Hmmm.............

Vanilla: (Nervously Grabs Onto her Knuckle Placed on her Chest) Give it to me straight, Espio. ('Gulp') I-I can handle it........

Espio: Well...The color and texture of the skin is rich brown......The seasonings are in place.....(Sticks the Needle Point of the Meat Thermometer onto the Middle of the Turkey as He Watches the Device Calculate it's Temperature) And from the looks of it, the temperature is very close to actual heat temperature. (Takes the Thermometer Out of the Turkey, Forming a Proud Smile on his Face) With that being said, I am happy to announce that our turkey this year is in near perfection.

Vanilla: (Gasps Before Happily Clapping her Hands Rapidly) It's even better than last year!~

Espio: (Happily Nodded in Agreement) Indeed. You went all out this year around and it definitely shows- (Immediately Gets Pulled into a Tight, Loving Hug)

Vanilla: (Happily Hugging Espio) WE went all out this year alone!~ Our Thanksgiving dinner wouldn't nearly be as spectacular as it is now if it weren't to your help and guidance!~ Thank you!!~

Espio: (Winces in a Bit of Pain) Don't....mention it.....Happy to help, Mother!......

Vanilla: Oh. (Lets Go of Espio with a Sheepish Smile on her Face) S-Sorry about that, dear~ The excitement got the better of me again....

Espio: That's alright, mother. (Picks up the Lit and Place it Over the Newly Cooked Turkey) Master would get ecstatic too if he was here to see all of this.

Vanilla: I've been meaning to ask you about him. Was he the one who taught you how to cook in the first place?

Espio: Somewhat. His favorite meal growing up would always be any bowl ramen you could think of. So when I was younger and with the help from a few of his peers, I was able to learn how make one for ourselves to enjoy on many occasions. (Smiles Fondly at the Past) And every time, he would always put on a delightful smile on his face, praising me for a job well done.

Vanilla: (Giggles Softly) Can't say I blame him. Your ramen are worth the praise and admiration~

Espio: (Happily Bows at Vanilla) Thank you. I'm glad you guys like them. But anyways, it wasn't until I grew up and left out of the dojo on my own a few years later that I've gradually started to learn how to cook various other meals from every cookbooks I could get my hands on at the time. It always makes me wonder what master would think if ever tries them out for himself. (Slowly Starts to Frown a Bit) If.....he's okay that is......

Vanilla: (Frowns a Bit as Well) You still haven't heard back from him yet?

Espio: ('Sigh') I can't say that I have unfortunately...... I know it takes time for a letter to reach it's destination in a long distance, but it's been so long since either of us seen each other face to face. I couldn't help but to worry about him.....

Vanilla: (Gives Espio a Reassuring Smile on her Face) Have more faith in him, dear. I'm sure you two will see one another one day.

Espio: (Simply Nodded) I hope so. (Smiles Softly at Vanilla) I have yet to introduce him to wonderful folks i considered my family.

Vanilla's heart starts to melt in pure happiness by Espio's comment. It makes her happy to know Espio and Charmy see her as their mother, let alone have them and Vector apart of her family to begin with.

Cream: (In the Other Room) ESPIOOOO!~ A LETTER HAS ARRIVED FOR YOUUUU!~

Cheese: (In the Other Room as Well) CHAO CHAO!!~

Confused and curious, Espio and Vanilla decides to head into living room to find out.

Vanilla: (Walks into the Living Room Along with Espio) The mall man came by our house on Thanksgiving Day?

Vector: Nah, it was a while Flicky that flew by

Charmy: With this really cool looking scar on the right side of his eyes.

Cream: It must've so hard for that poor little thing to see properly.....

Espio: A scar on his.....(Eyes Suddenly Begins to Widened at the Realization) Wait....That Flicky....It doesn't happen to belong to Master, does it?

Vector: Only one way to find out.

Espio catches the scroll Vector tossed to him before giving a silent nod,, opens it up, and, begins to read it out loud for everyone to hear.

Dear Espio,

Hello! Its been so long since I heard from you these days. I apologize greatly for not being able to write a letter back sooner. I have been a lot busy training with newest recruits nowadays that I don't quite have much freetime on my hands as I used to in the old days. And before you start to worry, yes, I am doing fairly well these days. I might have gotten older, but my guidance and unyielding spirit has not died out just yet.

On a brighter note, I have read each letter you have given thus far, and while it pains me that you are not with us these days, it also makes me incredibly happy to hear that you not only found a profession that tests your skills and intelligence flawlessly, but you also found those whom you formed an unbreakable bonds with. Those you considered as your very own family.

You've grown a lot since then and as such, words cannot describe just how proud I truly am of you and your progress thus. I still hope for the day we cross paths once more soon, even meeting the love ones you've talked so much about, but until that day comes, all I can do now is to wish you the best of luck to what life has in store for you next and pray that one day, you will strive to become a better man than I could ever hope of being.

Until we meet again, take care, my prized student.

Love,

Hoshimaru Hasashi

Tears begins to flow down from Espio's eyes as the melting feeling of his heart starts occur within him. It's been a long time since he feels the need to cry. But as emotional as he is now, he's extremely happy to know that one and master is not only alive and well, but that he's proud of him. Proud of the young man he spent all these years training and raising worked his way up to becoming what is now: a Chaotix Detective and a full-fledged shinobi.

Cream: (Starts Getting Worried) Espio? Are you okay?

Espio: Yeah.....('Sniff') (Uses the Back of his Knuckle to Wipe the Tears Away) Everything is fine.......

Vanilla: Do you wanna group hug by an chance?

Espio: Yeah....('Sniff') (Turns to Everyone with a Teary Smile on his Face) A hug....would be nice about now.......

Vanilla: Oh baby!~ (Rushes Over to Give Espio Another Loving Hug) It's okay.

Cream: (Joins in on the Hug Fest as Well) There's no need to cry~

Cheese: (Joins in) Chao Chao Chao.

Charmy: (Joins in) Yeah, It's okay.

Vector: (Joins in on the Group Hug) We got you, man. We stick together no matter what.

Espio: (Hugs His Family Back) ('Sniff') I know.....('Sniff') I love you all so much.....

Cheese suddenly notices a folded up piece if paper on the ground before floating himself over there, picks it up, and unfolds it for himself.

It didn't take long fornthe young Chao's eyes to widened at what he saw before rushing back to the family.

Cheese: (Starts Tapping on Charmy's Shoulder) ('Psst') Chao. Chaochao Chao Chao.

Charmy: (Turns to Cheese) Hm? What's up, Cheese?

Cheese: (Shows Charmy the Picture) Chao!

Charmy: (Eyes Widened at What he is Seeing Right Now) NO WAHAYAYAYYYY! (Starts Bursting Out Laughing)

Vanilla: (Quickly Turns to the Bee Along with Everyone Else) Charmy?

Vector: What gotten you more noisy than usual?

Charmy: (Flailing his Hands amd Feet Around Before Taking the Picture From an Already Snickering Cheese's Hand) Guys, guys, you gotta see this! Chese found one of Espio's baby picture sitting on the floor!

Espio: (Eyes Widened as He Turns Directly at Charmy) Who's baby picture?

Charmy: (Points at Espio) Yours! (Forms a Teasing Smirk on his Face) Apparently Master Hisashi's Prized Student just so happens to be a famous Lil' Ninja Star~ See? (Shows Everyone a Picture of a Baby Espio Happily Holding up Kunais Up in the Air with the Captions 'BABY NINJA STAR' Written Below the Picture Itself)

Espio: (Eyes and Mouth Widened in Complete Shock and Silence)

Cream/Vanilla: ('Gasps') Oh my gosh!~

Vector: (Starts Laughing as Well)

Vanilla: (Clasps Her Hands Together as They Begin to Gush About thr Picture in Question) He's looks so adorable!!~

Cream: AWWWWWW!~

Espio: N-N-No!.....(Starts Blushing) D-Don't tell me.....

Vector: Hey, Ninja Star! Your master wrote a note for you behind the photo. Says he hope we could savor your cuteness for generations to come!~ (Continues Laughing with Charmy and Cheese)

Espio: (Crunches Up the Letter in Complete Anger) Damn you.....Master Hisahi!!

Cream: (Gently Grabs Hold of Espio's Other Hand) Espio, are you okay now?

Espio: (Takes a Very Deep Breath Before Looking Down at Cream) Well, other than my immense embarrassment, I say I'll do just fine for now.......

Cream: (Smiles Softly) That's good. (Hugs Espio) Please don't be mad. We only laugh because we care.

Espio: ('Sighs Heavily') I just hope no one else sees th-

?????: ESPIO!~

Espio's eyes starts to widened yet again as he turns to see his girlfriend abd boyfriend, Blaze and Silver, joining in on the sightseeing crowd.

Blaze: (Smiles Brightly) You didn't tell us you had an precious baby photo lying around here~

Silver: (Clasps his Hands Together as He Starts Gushing) You look so cute and squishy, I could just pinch your cheeks just thinking about them!~

Espio: (Squats Down on the Ground and Lowers his Head onto his Knees) My life is officially over.....

Cream: No, your life is still continuing. (Hugs Espio Yet Again) And we're here to see it through the very end. (Gives Espio a Kiss on the Head)

Espio: ('Sigh') I know.

Happy Late Thanksgiving, Everyone!!

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#sonic series #espio the chameleon #vanilla the rabbit #vector the crocodile #cream the rabbit #charmy bee #cheese the chao #blaze the cat #silver the hedgehog #master hisahi #letter from home #emotional read #sweet family moment #lots of fluff #humor #thanksgiving #edited #chaotix family

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inkskinned · 22 days ago

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you know, you know. no gods, no masters, no kings on pedestals. everyone is fallible. death of the author. you know! you are balanced about your intake of media - you allow the wiggle room, the grace, the gratitude, the skepticism. nobody above criticism.

but still. a weird gut-punch feeling, something akin to betrayal. you read the article. surprise! an author you love is actually: a serial fucking predator.

well, shit. what now. no, you knew he was a person (all people are), but now you're wondering - what have i overlooked by accident? what messages have i internalized that are strange and cruel? and also, like, what the fuck?

his actions lay a thick glaze on top of everything. like each place is now ruined, opaque in a new way. but okay, fine, you've done this before. you knew better, right? you've been betrayed by many a cherished childhood author.

still, this stickiness. fuck. can you pick up that book again. will you read it to your children. you've recommended it to others - will you ever do that again? and of course, of course, no parasocial relationships. you were theoretically above this kind of sentiment. but the artist informs the art, right.

so it's not something as clear-cut as feeling he owed you, specifically (a stranger) better behavior - just that you kind of, in a distant and odd way... sort of trusted him to do better. it's not like a real trust or something speakable, just the faint hope that the product (good books) was a thin representation of the soul. now it feels like the product (good? books?) was a mask. in some small or insignificant way, your previous support of this person lent them power. your money and your time and your laughter.

and the thing is - you have this terrible, echoing sensation. how many times will this happen? over and over. you find out that the singer you love is actually a predator. you learn over drinks that your favorite high school english teacher is in jail for what he did to her. you listen to the news idly and suddenly discover that a woman you used to idolize has been abusing her kids for an actual eon.

what can you touch without the static melting off. you can't even really complain about it too much (you were supposed to know better, and besides, you don't want the same re-split "it's not your fault, love what you love" basic advice), but now it's here. somehow, it feels like - you let him into your life.

it's not that things need to be pure or an artist has to be like, endlessly perfect, mindful. demure. it's more just this terrible truth that has been replayed through your veins so often it feels criminally vain. power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely. did you want any one person to be worth that power?

it's just that he wrote books where he seemed to understand that. he seemed to know about hierarchies and unfair systems and bigotry and privilege. you thought they were books about what it means to struggle. you thought they were about having power and still using it for good rather than for control. he spooned you a narrative of being a good guy, a kind soul. you fucking bought what that fucking monster sold.

maybe that's why they were fantasies, after all.

#spilled ink #warm up #oh im .... sick to my stomach.#i talked to him. like ....... we talked. that man interacted with my poetry and writing.#that article.... gutwrenching. i am so sorry to everyone he's ever even been in the room with.#i feel.... like... unbearably. sick.#he acted like he was cool and friends with me!! we were cool internet writers together!!!!!#i feel sick for even having been polite to him.#i ...... am experiencing something so fucking complicated.#i wonder how many of u are feeling that too. like ''oh i sent him an ask and he was funny and sweet''#THATS HOW THEY GET U. ..... and YES I KNOW!!!#i am so fucking well-read about parasocial relationships. it would just be nice to like. trust that someone ISNT #hiding a huge fucking background of BEING A COMPLETE MONSTER. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK.#by the way i am not part of a fandom. this is “what the fuck i accidentally supported a rapist” not #“but my showww”. like i care far more about like. the human cost.#but also like... people are people. idk i saw a take on here about how nobody should mourn the books #and idk. people almost always reply to any scenario with their personal experience first -#''i knew him'' or ''wow i was just at that store'' or ''i grew up there'' or whatever. because that is how we establish connection &#emotional weight. that's just... a person thing. and there is a difference between 'oh this guy is a monster'' & the feeling of:#he's been a monster and i SUPPORTED THAT. i CELEBRATED him. i !!! a fucking victim myself!!!!!!!!! SUPPORTED . HIM.#i am sick. i feel so much pain for her and everyone he's ever hurt. saying ''the books are ruined'' is i think ... like how people say #they're shocked and disgusted by him. (obviously there's nuance here. im sure there's some creep doin it wrong. but u know. in general)#idk..... im an author. i understand my work is in your life in whatever small way. i understand that connection. it's real.

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