#hedgies have shorter

[hedgehog-detector]

Respectfully disagree. That looks like a birdcupine.

Hedgie still not detected.

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[onshrike]

all i ever do is slightly tweak the way i draw shadow and think about hedgehog/black arms hybridization

(transcript of my notes:)

Image 1: 4 color sketches

average hedgehog (sonic for example) sketch:

lots of subtle variations in individuals, but generally:

rounded triangular ears, short

round eyes, color of muzzle extends to around eyes. "eyeliner" coloring is uncommon

shorter pointed muzzle. fangs

soft/fuzzy chests/bellies. varies. same color as muzzle/inner-ear, typically

quills — style varies, much like hairstyles. natural growth differs between individuals

base color varies — using IRL hedgehog coloring, Mobian hedgehogs typically have solid coloring on quills (similar to IRL platinum hedgies), but "banded" coloring isn't unheard of!

minimum 2 back quills, extension of head quills

average tail length varies

(sketch of Terios as a normal hedgehog, no notes)

if shadow was a completely normal hedgehog (with banded quills):

natural way shadow's quills sit/grow (slightly "deflated" compared to canon)

black arms hedgehog hybrid (hedgehog-dominant):

pointed ears

"eyeliner" coloring, different eye shape

slightly shorter muzzle, double canines

primarily hedgehog DNA with black arms coloring, some "corruptions" of hedgehog traits

naturally shorter back spines, stiff

abnormal coloring (arm stripes)

stubby tail

(shadow's quills drawn similarly to canon) personal quill style

Image 2: fullbody color sketch of sonic without gloves or shoes/socks. he has pink paw pads on his fingertips and on his toes. the palms of his hands are furred

5 fingers

4 toes

blunt claws

paw pads; typically pink, black, or a mix (marbled)

Image 3: fullbody color sketch of shadow without gloves or shoes/socks. he has no paw pads and his claws are sharp. the palms of his hands are furred. his red arm/leg stripes end in his hands and feet being completely red

5 fingers

4 toes + black arms dew claw. functionally vestigial

lacks paw pads, paws (hands and feet) are covered by thick fur

Image 4: fullbody color sketch of a take on shadow as a hybrid with black arms dominant DNA

smooth fur, more like an otter. some spine-like growth, but a general absence of hedgehog quills

he has 4 fingers, 3 toes that are more lizard-like with a dew claw, a black muzzle, and his chest fur is drawn more frond-like and colored red. his claws are more talon-like. his eyes are large and cat-like. he has a crown of thorn-like growths on his head. his ears are very short and barely visible. his forearms/hands and shins/feet are dull red

[hedgiwithapen]

Hi hedgi! Not sure I'm allowed repeat prompts but:

For DHD: Big Hero 6 angst, somehow Tadashi knows/finds out that Hiro was willing to go Kill Mode on Callahan?

(following up my fic The Only Payoff) By mid October, the Bay Area's true summer warmth began to fade. It would have been an issue if they'd been working only in the garage, where early mornings could be chilly as the fog swept down, But SFIT had given the back the lab space that had once been Tadashi's. Most mornings, after helping Aunt Cass with the baking, saw tHiro and Tadashi riding on a newly purchased scooter to get work in. Neither of them were officially starting classes until the new year, but they liked to spend time near their friends.

Hiro had complained, once, about the early hours. Tadashi had made a single, almost offhand comment about the daylight being easier to work with than artificial lighting, and Hiro had not complained again. Tadashi had spent weeks in the dark-- Hiro could take an early-to-bed, early-to-rise routine for his older brother's sake. With the days getting shorter, it was getting easier in any case.

Hiro sat at a computer, fussing over the programing on Baymax's backup chip. He really needed an external back up, ideally something that could be synced often and automatically, so that they'd never lose Baymax again.

Tadashi hummed, screwdriver in hand, and reached for the memory card already in the port, designed to be where the heart would be on a human. It was a silly thing, but it mean a lot to him. The card was almost identical to the one he'd made, down to the translucent green plastic, but it wasn't quite right.

"What's this?" he asked, reaching in with two fingers to remove it. It wouldn't budge. He tugged a little harder, but there was no give.

"Huh?" Hiro looked over and almost spilled his hot chocolate. "Oh, no, don't--It doesn't come out."

Tadashi frowned. "What? Why not? It needs to be removable so it can be updated and--"

"No," Hiro said, so vehemently that Tadashi froze. "It has to stay in there. See, I--I made an extra slot so there's room for more chips. That one stays."

"Hiro?" Tadashi asked. "What's… going on?"

Hiro looked up at him, and Tadashi's internal Big Brother instinct /intuition /years of knowing Hiro Hamada started shouting that something was very wrong. Hiro fidgeted with the card in his hand. "I… I gave Baymax a fighting chip. With martial arts on it and stuff." he started.

Tadashi nodded. " Right. To rescue me."

"No," Hiro shook his head. " to--to avenge you. You were dead. And we--we thought, I thought--the man in the mask killed you. So we had to fight him, only…. only it was Professor Callaghan."

Tadashi nodded slowly.

"And he said you were dead. that it was your own fault you were dead, and I… I lost it." Hiro sniffed a little, clearly trying to keep his emotions in check. "I took out your chip. The one you made for him. The one that--that was him."

"Oh, Hiro…" Tadashi winced, realizing where this was going.

"I told him to kill Callaghan. I wanted him to. And he--he would have. If the others hadn't stopped him. And I-- I can't ever let that happen again. Ever. So that chip… it has to stay"

"Got it. It stays," Tadashi said. "You… never said…"

Hiro shrugged, scuffing a foot on the ground. He wouldn't look up. "I thought Honey would have tattled."

Tadashi knew why she hadn't. Hiro'd learned an important lesson, and she'd left it at that.

"Are you mad? That I did that to Baymax?" Hiro asked, suddenly.

Tadashi took a mental step back, and answered. "Was Baymax mad?"

"No," Hiro admitted. "But--I was just like him. He was going to kill Krei for Taking Abby, and I would have killed him for taking you…"

Tadashi lunged forward, hugging his brother tightly. "You're not like him, Hiro. You're not. He hurt innocent people."

"I used Baymax to hurt our friends."

"It's still not the same," Tadashi said, fierce. "It's not. Don't ever think that you're a bad person because of this. Ok? Promise me."

Hiro clung back, wordless.

"I mean it," Tadashi said. " You're a hero, Hiro. This proves it. Doesn't it?"

"I guess," Hiro said, wiping his eyes. "But…"

"Hiro. If it had been the other way around, I'd have done exactly the same thing." That at last seemed to Mollify Hiro, enough. They left the lab, heading to meet Fred for breakfast, but Tadashi still felt ill at ease.

It wasn't entirely true. He wouldn't have done exactly the same thing that Hiro had, if the situations had been reversed. If Callaghan had stood in front of him, mocking his baby brother's murder, Tadashi wouldn't have needed Baymax's help to kill him.

[juszt-a-liddol-guy]

my take on the silly hedgies………

once again i throw a lazy sketch at yall!! oops!

….anyways i guess i should write abt my headcanons here or smth (that would make sense)

in general,

hedgehogs assigned female at birth grow less fur. their tummies/chests are typically bare as well as their arms, but there’s still a thin layer of velvety fur that blends into the thicker fur around the shoulders and the rest of the body. for beauty reasons, some cis afab hedgies will choose to shave the thin fur so it appears neatly styled. afab hedgies also have naturally occurring downwards-pointed quills that are typically shorter than their amab counterparts, ending around the shoulders or upper back. these can be easily styled into upwards-pointed quills should they choose to.

amab hedgehogs grow more fur and have puffy white chests. their arms and tummies are covered in the same type of fur as the rest of their bodies. as for their quills, they are naturally pointed up and are usually long. if styled downwards, their quills can reach the amab hedgie’s lower back or behind.

taking testosterone can make thicker fur grow on the arms and tummy/chest, among many other side effects. similarly, taking estrogen can thin out coarse fur.

moving on!!

for sonic:

-early to mid 20’s

-goes by he/it pronouns, afab, takes testosterone & has had top surgery

-has autism+adhd, and thanks to trauma from years of fighting — probably riddled with depression or ptsd

-he’s a bit of a clown! sonic likes to make its friends smile, and is really good at cheering others up through humor

-honestly, personality wise, i think of him as being the more mature version we see in the IDW comics or in sonic frontiers. super confident in itself, even if it’s almost guaranteed to be defeated. it will just keep pushing through. this trait can come off as reckless and self-endangering however, and he definitely sits through lectures about this behavior from his loved ones. he is a super high-masking person, and once the mask is on for the day, he finds it very hard to take it back off.

-while it is afraid of being in deeper water, it’s fine taking baths or being in showers and even enjoys reading about fictional creatures that originate from the ocean such as mermaids and sea monsters

-chocolate is just too sweet for him most of the time, but he enjoys a nice pastry or cheesecake

-loves jazzy pop music, alternative rock, 80s music, gentle melodies, and super upbeat EDM. wakes up everyday with a song already playing in its head and thinks of its brain like a radio station that can flip between channels

for shadow,

-older than sonic by a year and a half (not counting the 50 year coma lmao)

-goes by he/they pronouns, afab, used to take T (recently stopped, feels like he doesn’t need it anymore) & has had top surgery

-has autism, dyslexia, generalized anxiety & depression.

-left-handed

-very closed-off individual who finds it very difficult to make new friends. he appears as being very intimidating to people who aren’t familiar with him, especially on days when the flat affect is strong. they’re a pretty serious and literal guy most of the time, but they have their silly goofy moments when around people they really trust and when they’re in the mood for it. they don’t remember much from their past besides the big important parts, and he overthinks about the future a lot, to the point that he can start to cry (in private).

-shadow’s friend group is extremely tight— only sonic, rouge, and omega have been allowed to see underneath the barriers. even despite this, he has trouble opening up to them because he’s afraid of pushing them away or thinks the content he enjoys is too embarrassing to share (even though sonic would go ballistic and enjoy it too, and he knows this, but shadow’s first reaction is still to hide it).

-absolutely adores coffee and sweet things. they have a lot of sensory issues when it comes to vegetables, and normally stick with a diet of primarily pasta, chicken, beef, or rice.

-loves hard rock music, metal, alternative rap, EDM, j- & k-pop / rock, & music that emo teens back in the 2000’s really enjoyed (lol)

[fbwzoo]

Okay so!! Ed first bc I have the biggest plans for him, since he's the newest and still needs more improvements. Unfortunately, his are also a bit longer term plans bc due to cost & logistics.

A brief pause to recommend Reptiles & Research's beardie care sheet as the most up to date info if you're looking!

The main thing is more space, for which I have a shorter term plan that I'm 90% sure we can do by end of year to give him at least little more room. Dubia website, which is where his viv is from, has released a 2x2x2 add-on enclosure that can be connected to a 4x2x2. It's around $200, which is fairly workable price-wise, and I'm pretty sure we should be able to make that work space-wise in the animal room!

But, a potential next step up would be the extension kit that links two 4x2x2 vivs together. We have the same viv for Clover hedgie, so in theory, could give both of those to Ed once we lose Clover. But that's hopefully gonna be a while yet, as she's around 4 years, but still healthy and grumpy and plotting Jack's torture for giving her baths & health checks every couple weeks.

However, I'm not sure we can make 8 feet long fit in the animal room, especially not without blocking off a door or some storage space. The back wall is all shelving, and the other 3 walls each have a door on them. I'm gonna measure in the room this week sometime to see what we have to work with. Frankly, I'm fine with blocking off the hallway door or removing the shelving on the wall in favor of animal enclosures, but I may be outvoted.

The longest term plan I have in mind for his space is getting a 6x2x4 viv from Animal Plastics! The snake, hamster, and tenrec vivs are all AP, and I love how sturdy they are. I've had them for at least 6 years & they've been moved once, and they're still great & easy to take apart & put back together. That would also give a lot more height for climbing room, which would be great. It's around $800 for the viv, plus shipping, so that'll take a while to get the money for though.

In the meantime, other smaller plans.... I want to get him switched to loose substrate, which is better for his joints and will let him dig. I'm looking at likely getting the Jurassic Australian sand substrate for that. I think I may start with a dig box in the next few weeks to see what he thinks! I'm out of money this month, so it has to wait on that anyway.

Once I have my tool & machine area cleaned back up, I'm also wanting to work on making some climber stuff for him, but I'm not in a huge rush on that bc he already has a good set up with his branches and such.

Oh, and I've also started looking at expanding his lighting, but major changes on that will likely wait for his forever viv tbh. I'm a bit intimidated by how complicated advanced lighting set ups are still, and I want to make sure I don't overheat his cage or the room. Though I do want to add another LED bar, at least, preferably a Jungle Dawn. Alas, money (they're over $100).

[lyrazehedgieboiii]

Legacy

Yo, hedgie squad! I’m back with another quick one shot that I found in my Ipad, and decided to post it here! So, what inspired me to write this is the word ‘Legacy.’ Hamilton constantly repeated the same word throughout the musical, and he defined it in such a unique way. And I quote “Legacy...what is a legacy? It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see... I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me,” - The World Was Wide Enough; Act Two

That made me think about Sonic. I try not to think of a Hamilton crossover with Sonic, because Hamilton ends up cheating on his wife, and I can’t imagine Eliza’s pain go to Amy. Although Amy definitely fits the part of Eliza, I just don’t want to feel their heartbreak, as that’s what fanfiction does to me. I thought:

“Sonic doesn’t seem like the type to settle down, but he would need his legacy to be passed on to the future, for any villains that may rise when Sonic passes. What if he asks the woman most dearest to his heart to bear the son of Sonic the Hedgehog?” That’s right, folks. The foreplay and aftermath of how his legacy passes on. There is no lemon in this, but rated M for mature themes. If you want the more ‘mature’ version, I’m currently making it, and it’ll be on my Wattpad.

It was a summer night, and a thunderstorm had just passed Amy’s humble little cottage in the meadow, the sun peaking out from the dark clouds above. A 26 year old Amy Rose had opened up her curtains, smiling at the sight in front of her. It was Sonic. The sun’s rays were shining above his head, creating a halo in her innocent jade eyes. After watching him slowly approach her door, she realized that he was coming to her house.

She opened it to reveal a royal blue hedgehog with long blue quills. He wore a scarf, Amy personally didn’t think it was appropriate for the weather they were in. He wasn’t the only one to have grown. She wore a mature dress, a little tight, but that’s what makes her look like a woman, Rouge told her once. She had also grown her quills out as well. She smiled genuinely, Sonic doing the same. He slowly walked in when Amy moved to the side for him. They stood there, beside the closed door, the windows showing that the sun had become even more brighter. She decided to speak up, seeing as the awkward tension was rising.

    “...Wow, it’s not everyday we see the hero of Mobius walk into the abode of his number one fan...” She had hesitated, but Sonic could clearly hear a faint joking tone.

    “I like to think of you as good friend, but if you wanna go along ‘number-one fan,’ I’m not stopping ya.” Sonic could see the miniature glint of sadness appear in her eyes upon being called his best friend, but she covered it up with her cheery demeanor.

     “Just tell me what you’re here for?” This time, he heard her mature voice, something age gives you along the path of life. She smirked as she said it, but Sonic was not here to joke. He sighed.

     “I’m here to ask you a very big favor. If you need time to think about it, I’ll let you do so. Please, just hear me out.” Amy’s smug smile had faltered, wondering what he would ask of her.

     “What is it?” She asked, leading him straight to her living room. They both sat down, side-by-side, eye contact never breaking. There was a different type of tension this time. It wasn’t awkward, it was the type that raised the mood and emotion within the two people to the point it started to show externally.

      “I’m growing old.” Sonic simply stated, wanting to give the message to her slowly, but also fast enough so she could decide what her answer would be. Amy laughed, the tension only staying within Sonic. He couldn’t help but smile, the sight of Amy laughing brought a fluttering feeling to his heart, a feeling that only she was able to access.

    “Is that all? Of course you’d be growing old, silly! It happens to everyone!” Amy chimed. She got up to get him something, before she was pulled back down gently by her waist, something that surprised Amy.

     “I mean...soon enough, later on, I might die. I could die any day, and no one would be able to pass what I worked so hard to build. What we worked so hard to build. A world where everyone is safe.” He looked up to find a confused Amy.

      “I...I’m afraid I don’t follow, Sonic. Are you dying?” Amy questioned him worriedly. Sonic shook his head in denial.

       “No, Amy. I meant...I need someone to continue to be a hero once I’m too old to do anything.” Amy stared at him, trying to understand.

        “Why don’t you ask Tails? He’ll continue being a hero!” Amy told him.

        “He’s 22, Ames. He’s not that far along.” The corner of his mouth turned upwards, but quickly went back to a straight line. He sighed again. “I mean...I need a heir. Someone with my blood to continue on, fighting any villains that come to his world. What if Eggman also has a descendant, but no one knows about it? I need a child, someone with my speed to continue on.” He explained. Amy understood, but wanted to hear the favor being asked directly from his lips.

      “What are you asking of me, Hedgehog?” She stood up, and put her hands on her hips. He stood up as well, stepping closer to her.

       “Be the mother to my child, Ames. It’s your dream, right? Well, it’ll come true! I want you to give birth to my descendant.” Sonic took her hands in his own and his eyes pleaded her. She could never get herself to say no to those eyes. Hell, she wouldn’t say no anyways.

      “Th-This isn’t a j-joke, right? You’re serious? If you’re kidding I’ll never forgive you!” Her eyes showed the same pleading look as his. He smiled, bringing her in to embrace.

      “I’d never play with your heart like this, Amy. I’m serious about every single word. I want you to be the one that gives that special motherly compassion to my kid.” He whispered in her ear, seeing she was shorter than him. He felt his chest become a bit wet, and he pulled away to find that she was crying.

With a smile.~

He smiled too, leaning down to wipe her tears away with his thumbs. Gently, he tilted his head and slowly brought his lips onto her glossy pink ones. A lot was spoken in that kiss, something along the lines of:

    “I love you...”

   “I love you too. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you earlier.”

    “I really do care for you...”

    “So do I, I want you to know that.”

     “Don’t run away this time, just tell me if you’re going to run.”

     “I won’t run away unexpectedly, I’ve fulfilled my boyhood fantasies.”

      They broke apart, absolutely no lust featured in those deep pools of green, one pair showed happiness to no end, the other showing slight satisfaction to how happy the jade pair was.

      “So, that’s a yes?” Sonic asked, one hand on her cheek, the other on the small of her back.

       “It was always a yes, Sonic. I’m surprised you even had to ask.” Amy giggled. He brought her in for another kiss, and another, and many more throughout that night.

The next morning Amy had found out that she was indeed pregnant with Sonic’s child. Or children, but they didn’t know that yet.

Sonic stayed by Amy the whole time while she was pregnant, and restricted her from even thinking about battling Eggman, although she had gotten away with it many times, resulting a strict lecture from him. She ordered sound proof ear plugs, put them in and Sonic wouldn’t notice that there was anything in her ear, while she closed her eyes and listened to his muffled voice.

He dealt with her mood swings, knowing that they were normal, but couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed when she gets all irritated when he tries to touch her, but also gets clingy and depressed when he just goes out for something like buying necessary groceries. On Amy’s second month, she allowed him to sleep with her, but she seemed to get up a lot to go to the bathroom, but Amy assured Sonic that it was completely normal.

On her sixth month, her pregnant stomach really started to show. Everyone could see that it was not fat, but a perfect circular bulge. It was obvious she was pregnant. She was forced to tell everyone about what Sonic and her did. They were all happy about it, and congratulated them. She had a baby shower that only their friends knew about. They received many gifts, most of them being unisex, some being gifts for girls, some for boys.

Amy knew that with her symptoms, she would have more than one baby, and was worried about Sonic. How would he react to that?! He showered her with love, and made her feel special, because she was. As Amy’s stomach grew, she started to feel self-conscious at how she looked, and how she did basically anything in front of Sonic. Sonic noticed her behavior changed to all nervous and stuttering when he was in the room, and was afraid that she was feeling stressed out. After all, stress was bad for the baby...well, babies. He rushed back to their house, quickly looking around for her. He found her in the bedroom, looking at herself in the mirror.

When she closed her eyes, Sonic quietly walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, taking in her scent and beauty. He didn’t understand what she was so conscious about. She was gorgeous in his eyes.

Wait.

Not gorgeous.

Perfect.

This woman has fought off and has become friends with countless amount of enemies.

This woman always wears a smile on her face, even when things are going absolutely terrible for her.

This woman knows how to make everyone happy, even if it means she has to sacrifice her own.

This woman happily agreed to birth the descendant of Sonic the Hedgehog.

Just by looking at his eyes, Amy could tell he was lovestruck. Completely, and utterly lovestruck. The sweet everythings he whispered in her ear at night were enough to get her content and energetic self back.

Next came her last month. Any day now, she would give birth to Sonic the Hedgehog’s children. They weren’t just his children, but her’s too. Her water broke just as she she was cooking something for lunch, she felt something wet. She screamed Sonic’s name, who was luckily in the dining room, chowing down on a chilidog. He ran her to the hospital immediately, and stood by her side as she gave birth to three healthy baby boys. Amy apologized to Sonic over and over again, but Sonic cut her off with a kiss.

     “What are you apologizing for?” He asks, as he holds his youngest in his arms, cradling him a bit.

     “This was more than one baby!” She exclaimed, but before she could open her mouth, Sonic’s mouth was on her’s again.

      “So? I may not be showing it, but I’m really happy that I have more than one kid. I’m a triplet too, you know.” Amy smiled. She looked the two bundles in her arms, kissing their foreheads. Sonic knew he had made the right decision. Of course, she wouldn’t let him name any of the kids “Sonic Jr.” They all looked like Sonic, although the oldest looked a little more indigo, and the middle child had a few royal purple highlights and Amy’s bangs. The youngest had Amy’s eyes, but otherwise, he looked exactly like Sonic.

They named them from oldest to youngest. Flash, Dash, and Blur.

They would carry on his legacy.

[spooky-pooka]

Would holly and griffin make spiky doggos or fluffy hedgehogs? Google doesn't answer my question.

Hehehe xD If they were to have kids they would have regular pups or regular lil hedgies! But they could have colors like each other. So you could get lil red and white hedgies or brown and cream colored puppies!

[bananabraiined]

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[disrepairhouse]

Chapter 29 - Deals Made

Itara looked around the pitch-black lab when she heard the door slide open due to the power outage, but wondered if she should even try to leave.  What she’d told Zero hadn’t been a lie: Her legs were too badly injured to move on her own and (since she had the time to focus on it) the rest of her body didn’t feel much better.  She honestly didn’t think she could go anywhere on her own, even if she wanted to.  The door was sitting wide open, the area was drowned in darkness, and Zero and Robotnik were both distracted by whatever intruder had showed up.  If ever there was a moment for an escape, this was it… and yet, she still couldn’t.

She scowled down at her still-glowing legs and the burns smoldering around them, only just then realizing the stasis tube had been lowering her temperature to deal with them; now that it was off, she could feel the prickle of the burn under her fur.  She’d been furious enough at the crystals before, a power she was familiar with and knew she could control once before.  This new power- this new curse- she knew nothing about.  It had only activated twice now and both times, both times, it had resulted in disaster.  She’d hurt Mira and Kelly before and she nearly killed herself this time.  She wanted nothing to do with these manifested flames.  She barely wanted anything to do with the crystals anymore and the flames could get dowsed for all she cared.

As the gravity of such a thought sunk in she took a moment to calm down and looked around the room, her eyes adjusting to the dark easily enough.  If ever there was a time to escape, this was it.  As much pain as it would likely cause her, she couldn’t waste the opportunity. She had to move.

With a final, deep breath in, she forced her legs over the edge of the tube.  The glass crackled threateningly when she moved over it, but she pushed forward. The burns were the least of her worries, she realized, as every inch of her body not covered in protective crystals cried out at the movement.  But it wasn’t until she put pressure on her arms in an attempt to push herself up, as one of them collapsed and caused a stabbing pain, that the break made itself distinctly apparent.  She yelped in a combination of shock and pain and quickly shifted her position to take the pressure off the broken arm, readjusting to wrap the other around it. It hadn’t been wrapped up or splinted in anyway so she hadn’t expected it to be quite so bad -and she suspected the stasis tube might have kept the worst of the pain minimized- but between everything shutting down and her movements, every injury she’d sustained in the crash came screaming to her attention.

Not that she was a stranger to pain.  She’d dealt with worse, which was likely why she was still trying to shift her way out of the stasis tube, but having nothing to wrap it with made movement noticeably more difficult.  When she finally managed to thump her way to the floor, the jolt caused another sharp stabbing in her throbbing arm and she nearly tore through her bottom lip to keep quiet.  Deep breath in and release.  She had to find some form of support for her arm if she was going to get anywhere. After a quick glance around only to not find anything of use in the lab, she looked down at her charred and torn uniform.  She’d lost her shoes at some point, the flames surrounding her legs burnt her socks away long ago and even the bottom of her skirt was bordered by a jet-black crispness. But her ribbon was still somehow intact.

She reached up with her good arm, pulled the necktie out from its hoops, tied the ends as best she could with one hand and her teeth, then slipped it over her head and maneuvered her broken arm into it.  It was short, far shorter than was needed, but it was the best she could do at the time.  It would have to work.  She just needed something to keep her arm from constantly moving as she pushed herself back up to her feet.  Okay. Progress.  She still had a way to go, considering she didn’t even know where to go, but progress was progress.  Her legs burned and the pressure from standing felt like thousands of needles were prickling all up and down them, but she could deal with that.

She hobbled forward from the tube behind her that she had been using as a support and nearly tumbled right back to the ground. If the chair Zero was sitting in hadn’t been in front of her, all her efforts to keep her arm from moving would have been wasted when she slammed it into the floor.  It rolled and nearly tripped her when she grabbed for it but she managed to keep herself on her feet.  Somehow.  A heavy sigh filled the quiet room as she pep-talked herself back into standing up straight again, keeping hold of the chair in the meantime.

As she mentally talked herself back to her feet, however, a brief glow of red flashed in the distance before disappearing again. Itara only barely caught it, being more distracted with talking herself down and had just assumed it to be one of Robontik’s bots roaming around to get the lights back on.  If anything, it prompted her to get moving again, knowing he would likely turn the power on soon and she needed to at least be out that door before he did.  However, as soon as she straightened up and moved to take as step away from the chair, the red glow appeared again, this time much closer and accompanied by bright, red and black swirling eyes filling her view.

A shriek echoed around the hall, followed by a shrill laughter, and the thud of the hedgehog falling back again, the chair toppling with her.  It took Itara several minutes to return to her senses, but as soon as she did, fury filled the gaze locked on the doll, “KIPPER!”

The doll materialized, his laughter continuing to fill the darkness, sending a shiver up even Itara’s spine, but he calmed before long and grinned down, “That never gets old.  Look at you, you’re in awful shape, little hedgie.  What’d ya do to yourself this time?”

Itara took a moment to calm her breathing but shook her head.  As mad as she wanted to be at Kipper for scaring her, more than anything she was just relieved to see him again.  Instead of yelling, like the doll expected, she reached up and wrapped him up in her good arm, hugging him tightly, “Kipper… I’m so happy to see you.”

“…Yeah, yeah, don’t get all sappy,” the doll winced, though didn’t bother to move away, as usual.  He’d gotten used to her clinging long ago.

“We don’t have time for this, though,” she frowned, releasing him again, “I need your help.  There’s no telling how soon the power will come back on, I need to get out of here before it does.”  Kipper looked the disheveled, broken hedgehog over with no shortage of skepticism, prompting her to continue, “Can you still-?”  However, before she could even finish the sentence, the base zapped and hummed, causing the hedgehog’s eyes to widen.  With a great clamor of noise, the base’s power zapped back to life, machines beeping, lights humming, doors slamming shut again.  Unfortunately, that included the door leading to Itara’s escape, dropping her head as she sighed heavily..

“You were saying?”

Itara shook her head, letting her eyes adjust to the too-well-lit room before looking up again, considerably more downtrodden than she had been a moment ago.  However, the doll’s grin never changed as he floated casually around the room, ‘examining’ the machinery and stopping at the computer’s console.  Itara watched him out of the corner of her eye, but said nothing.

“You know, this is a decent-sized base,” the doll grinned, resting on the computer desk across the room, little padded ‘hands’ pressing against the keyboard as he leaned back.  “Be a shame if Mama Bear got caught before he could find the right room.”

Itara’s flattened ears perked, whipping back to life as her eyes widened in shock again, “R-RK is here?!”

“Might be.”

“So… the intruder was…”

“That other robot sure looked like quite the foe, hope the two of them can handle him and Robotnik.”

“…Metal… too?”

Kipper said nothing more as Itara went into thought, furrowing her brows before looking up at the computer he was sitting on.  It was still in the reboot process but was almost started up again.  With a slight nod to herself, she pushed herself back to her feet, using the toppled chair and pulling it up, as well.  She hobbled herself and the chair back to the desk, climbed up as quickly as she could while avoiding melting the chair and pulled the keyboard over, shooing Kipper off it.  “If RK and Metal are here, then it’s likely Metal was the one to cause the power outage. But that means his systems will be vulnerable for a period afterwards, especially shorting a base this size.  He won’t be able to do it twice.”

Once the computer was started up, she pulled the base systems up, although she had to clear through a number of warnings first, but got access to the base layout and the camera feeds before long.  Luckily, she’d overheard Robotnik telling Zero where they were so she had no problem narrowing the search down, finding the hanger the four had met on easily enough.  But she didn’t like what she saw as soon as she did.  Robotnik and Zero were standing outside a large power cube, Robotnik yelling angrily about something or another while Zero stood in silence, studying the two figures inside.  She pulled the camera up full screen and turned the audio on, catching the tail-end of the apparent rant.

“…But I suppose I’ll find out soon enough… when I access your memory files and wipe them again.”

“Tch.  All this over a stupid comb,” Metal laughed harshly, though there was no real humor behind it.

“This goes beyond the comb, Metal Sonic!  You two have hidden from me long enough!  I ought to just decommission both of you, rebuild you from the ground up with stronger loyalty chips to make sure we don’t have a repeat.”

Itara gave small whimper, turning the sound back off again and pulling the base’s layout up again.  “Kipper, we have to help.  If we can get to the main power grid, I think I can shut it down completely.  But I’m going to need your help getting there.” She looked up at the doll floating idly beside her, the look of disinterest blatant on his face.

“And why should I?”

“Kipper, please. We can’t let Robotnik capture them again.  You can still possess my body, right?  I can’t get anywhere on my own, but you can get us there, can’t you?  I’ll give you control if you get me to the main power control.”

The doll glanced over, studying her blankly, before grinning, “And what’s in it for me?”

“Kipper, we don’t have time for this…”

“You’re right, you don’t have time, but I’m not helping unless I get something out of it.  So, if you wanna save your Mama Bear, you better come up with one real good reason for me to use up so much energy.  There aren’t exactly a lot of people dying this time around, after all, and unlike you Demi-Gods, my power gets low.”

Her brows furrowed, frustrated by the delay and trying to come up with something to offer him.  The threat of Robotnik knowing about his existence, as well as hers, through the robots’ memories was easy enough for him to ignore, he could vanish and leave.  Robotnik likely wouldn’t waste time tracking him with everything going on at the moment. The only thing she knew the doll was after was more power.  Something she… technically had plenty of.

Sighing, she eyed him sharply, “What if I gave you half of mine?”  The disinterested doll turned to fully face her, the wide, fanged grin spreading far across his face.  “It’s… not like I can even use mine effectively, anyway.  If you get me down to the power core… I’ll… give you half my power.”  Her expression went flat as she added, “it’s what you’ve been after the entire time, anyway, isn’t it?”

The look of amusement briefly dropped from the doll’s face before quickly returning to its usual calm grin, “You knew.”

“Of course I knew,” she sighed, turning back to the computer to pull up the feeds for the route they would need to take to reach the power core, “You just couldn’t without me knowing, and potentially upsetting Solaris was too big a risk, right?  You think there aren’t timelines out there where you tried, anyway?”  She turned back with a dead stare closely resembling the mouthless creature of a time long forgotten, “It goes exactly how you fear, by the way.”  Her expression lightened ever so slightly as she pointed to the map, “Get me here, and you can take half, no repercussions.  Unless Solaris, himself, decides to take them back, but that’ll be your problem by that point, not mine.”

The doll studied her carefully for a long minute, debating the offer and her promises, but the amused grin returned to his face before long, stretching further than she’d ever seen it as his little padded paw -long, sharp claws jutting out from it- reached out, “And here I thought you’d lost that amusing stare long ago.  You got yourself a deal, little shadow.”

Itara’s face twisted in disgust at the reminder of the black hedgehog, but reached her good hand out to take his paw.  She stopped short, however, and cast him a dark glare, “on one condition.”  Kipper frowned but prompted her to continue, “You can’t use it against us.  Me, RK, or Metal.  Your pranks are one thing, but don’t use that kind of power against any of us. Also, I can’t guarantee you’ll be able to control it, either.  If it destroys you, that’s your own fault.”  The doll only laughed, nodding in agreement as he took the hedgehog’s crystallized hand, claws wrapping around the tiny wrist before turning to a white mist and disappearing inside her.

The small hedgehog body jerked at the sudden clash of two souls inside it, the pupils disappearing and the whites turning to a deep magenta.  Crystals spread up through its spines and along its arms while the glow around its legs brightened and then simmered again.  When pupils appeared in its eyes again, they were jet black and swirling, looking up at the computer screen, studying the maps carefully before floating down off the chair, its legs never quite touching the ground.  After a short conversation between the two souls inside, the smoldering glow surrounding the body’s legs shifted and, with an obvious struggle by the controlling soul, swapped position with the crystals on the arms. It stretched the glowing, unbroken arm out, studied the now crystallized, strangely-shaped legs, and finally disappeared into a black mist in the floor.

 Metal scowled once his attempt to laser the floor beneath them to escape failed, looking between the grid and RK, figuring he was likely going through his own processes to find an exit.  Robotnik was watching them closely, grinning with amusement, but had sent the other robot off to do something else.  It was just the three of them, for the first time in years, but there was no comfort in the familiarity.  He knew the mission was risky, but he hadn’t expected to be tricked so easily.  More than anything, he hadn’t expected Robotnik to be prepared for their arrival. It suggested more than he cared to admit, though apparently RK came to the same conclusion as he looked up at the sneering Doctor.

“You knew we were coming.”  There was no question about it.

“I had a fair idea, yes,” Robotnik responded, leaning back and crossing his arms, the grin never leaving his face, “thanks to a strange anomaly that showed up in front of me.  I never would have guessed my rogue robots were in the hands of a small child.”

“What have you done with her?”

“Oh nothing… yet.  You should be asking what she did to me!  The crystals were one thing, but I never expected something so small to cause so much destruction.  Tell me, Robot Knuckles,” he leaned forward again, “Just how long have you been working for her?”

“We work for no one,” Metal growled, glaring up at Robotnik, though the claim seemed to interest him.

“Is that so?  Then why did you risk capture to come rescue a mobian?  You were built to destroy the mobians, not protect them.  Well, no matter now.  I’ll have you deactivated and reprogrammed soon enough, and with that anomaly’s extraordinary power in my hands not even Sonic will be able to stop me!”  Robotnik broke out into laughter while the robots returned to their escape plans, however it all came to a halting stop as the lights around the base flickered wildly again.  RK looked to Metal, who only shrugged, it wasn’t him this time, obviously, but Robotnik glared down at the consoles in his hovercraft.  “Oh, what now?!  Zero!  What’s happening?!”  A low buzz came from the comm unit, but no response from the other robot.  “Zero!”

Instead of a response, a loud screeching static screamed out from the comm, causing Robotnik to jump in place, scrambling to turn it off while the robots only looked on in confusion.  They were picking up a strange reading on their own radars but it wasn’t causing the same level of interference as it was on the hovercraft. The lights continued to flicker and buzz, but the grid around them remained solid and intact, much to their dismay.  Just as Robotnik finally got the static to shut off, an empty holographic screen popped up, displaying nothing but further static.

“This old junk.  This is why I never use old models,” Robotnik grumbled, hitting a number of buttons to try and shut it off, getting no response from his creation. RK, on the other hand, watched the static with a certain suspicion, questioning the likely cause.  He had a feeling it wasn’t just a malfunction.

As if to prove the point, as the lights zapped out entirely, a distorted orange and white face appeared against the static, eyes swirling black and red and a burning red gem glowing just above the torn, stained round ears.  Two long rows of blood-stained fangs spread out in a wild grin as its clawed arms moved up to reach out towards the screen. A high-pitched screech echoed out through the darkness, though whether it came from the screen or Robotnik, neither of the robots could actually tell. The robust man attempted to scramble away from the doll threatening to escape the screen, though only succeeded in knocking the hovercraft around, nearly throwing him from it.

RK, on the other hand, wasn’t sure whether he was relieved to see the doll or not, as he hadn’t since they left.  He had no idea Kipper was planning to come with them and, in fact, seemed to suggest otherwise with his flippant disregard for the travel plans. Then again, that was just how the doll seemed to work, he did as he pleased and RK often wondered if he even knew what he was doing until he did it.

The ghost doll let out a vicious laugh and settled back against the screen again, though his grin hardly changed as the video changed to a feed of a location in the base.  It was empty at first, only showing a power unit of some kind, before zooming in -on its own- on a small burgundy hedgehog hobbling towards the massive power grid.  Before Robotnik could calm down enough to realize what was happening, the doll spoke, his voice shrill and glitched, “Guess who!”  Robotnik only stared in terrified confusion, but the robots honed in on the display, studying it carefully until they recognized the lightly glowing figure.  “Run fast, Mama Bear.”

“What?  What’s happening?  What is that?!  Zero! Zero where are you?!”

The hedgehog on the screen, seeming to get a signal from something off screen, looked up at the camera with glowing green and magenta eyes and waved with her smoldering, unbroken arm.  She then reached over and pressed that hand against the outer layer of the power core, the thick iron turning white hot and melting rapidly around it.  The base snapped and crackled in response, giving Robotnik all the answers he needed, as the feed disappeared with the power failure, bringing the power grid around the bots down with it.  Robotnik panicked, still trying to raise Zero on the comm unit, though still got no response. Metal and RK grinned to one another, though before they took off turned their attention back to the panicking Doctor.

“N-Now, you… let’s just… can’t we talk about this?”

Metal scoffed but RK said nothing as he darted over, cleaving through the hovercraft and sending Robotnik rolling out as it crashed in a heap several feet away.  Metal’s arm sparked back up, moving threateningly towards Robotnik, but RK stopped him and motioned towards the doors.  Metal scowled at him resentfully for a moment, but followed soon enough as they pulled up a layout of the base to find the room Itara had been in.

They got as far as the lab she’d been in before Zero showed up again, sword in hand, ready to fight.  RK growled at the interruption, knowing the likelihood of the generators blowing with that kind of damage was all too likely, but calmed after a short conversation with Metal.  It didn’t take both of them to retrieve Itara and he doubted even Zero could catch Metal at full speed.  He just had to create an opening for him to get past that sword.  Stepping out in front, he pointed his claws out towards the other bot, “let’s finish that first fight, shall we?”

“Happily,” Zero grinned in response, both moving back into an attacking position.  Metal took a step back to give RK the space he needed in the narrow hallway, mapping out the fastest route to the tiny child as he waited for his opening. Neither RK or Zero wasted any time getting right to the point and as soon as RK had the other pinned down -brief as it was- Metal had his opening and was gone.  All he needed was half a second of the sword arm being out of commission and half a second was all he got.  As he raced down the hallways, the sounds of battle disappeared behind him.

Luckily there were few active robots in his path to slow him down, most relying on the now inactive power grid, and Metal reached the locked double doors to the core before long.  He questioned how the little girl even got through it in the first place, as he had to pry them open to get through, himself, but figured the doll likely had something to do with it.  However, as soon as he entered the smoldering room, he was glad he got there as quickly as he did.  Sending a quick update to RK about the state of the base, he called out for the tiny child, hearing her exhausted response before long.

Following her shockingly weak voice, he found her leaning up against a far wall struggling to stay awake.  “I have a long list of bones to pick with you, child,” he stated, walking over and kneeling beside her, looking over her as she shook herself awake. “But I suppose it should wait until we’re safe.  Come on.” He reached out to pick her up, but she shook her head.

“B-Be careful of my… arms,” she stammered, motioning towards the smoldering limbs lying to her sides.  “I don’t… I don’t wanna melt… you, too.”

“Hm.  Can you cross them, then?”

“M-Maybe.”  She reached over with the unbroken one to move the other against her stomach, cringing when it ate away at the remnants of her uniform that it touched.  But she got her arms against her stomach and kept a tight hold on the broken one, which had also burnt through her makeshift wrap.

Metal watched her carefully as she did so, waiting until he had her up in his arms and planning an escape route before asking, “what happened to your arms?”

“I don’t… know.  But one is b-broken,” she was struggling to stay awake but every time she nodded off and her arm slipped, it woke her right back up.  They needed to get out as quickly as possible for a number of reasons, and prompted Metal to hold the remainder of his questions for later. For now he adjusted her so she wouldn’t move much before taking off in a run again.  He informed RK that he had Itara and was headed for an exit, giving him a rendezvous point once he finished fighting Zero.  Once he got a response, Metal took off out of the base at the highest speed possible in the enclosed space.  If necessary, he would take Itara to a safe location and return to assist RK, but first was securing the small child.  Kipper, however, didn’t reappear.

[guardianaelita]

Hey, the OC thing!! I'd like Erin for C3, C4, D1, D4, J1, W1, W3, Y2, and Y5

Let’s get a roll on it then~! C3. What is their ideal comfort day? Erin is a very simple person. Her ideal form of comfort would probably involve taking care of the other people surrounding her in Humblewood and maybe at the end of it, spend a relaxing evening under the stars to hear the various songs the nightly bugs sing.  C4. What is their major comfort food? why? One of the first real foods she’s ever tasted before was rice. She always loved having that as a tiny little Hedge and tries to incorporate that somewhere in her meals whenever she cooks. Even though she can’t enjoy it seasoned, she’ll still include seasonings and ask her companion Leon to try some.  D1. How would they decorate a house if they had one under their name? For one, you’d have to ask how a hedgehog managed to disguise herself so well that she became a human. XD Two, a lot of starry imagery. I imagine the walls have to be painted a kind of nebula purple with the furniture having various small white star shapes painted onto it. The mattress of her bed, the couches, the carpet; everything is made of plush or memory foam for that soft feel. And as a consequence, all that stuff has various quills on there too for when she gets shedding.  D4. What type of clothes and accessories do they wear? The clothing that doesn’t get immediately shredded are robes that are loosely fitting on her. The robes themselves are mostly dark brown and light brown shapes to contrast with her light brown fur. She also tends to wear sandals a lot and often carries her cooking supplies in a pouch like bag that has been rummaged through at least once by a someone obsessed with cheeses.  J1. What makes them happy? This is going to sound painfully generic but the smiles of the community she helped out. She doesn’t fully understand what her purpose in this world is yet, but when Humblefolk and Birdfolk are happy with her delicious food and relaxed personality, then that happiness is infectious. It’s why she generally tries to help those around her the best she can.  W1. Do they drink enough water? As someone who represents the community, it’s your job to be a role model to look up to. So, if she doesn’t, the community will not. In short, yes she does.  W3. Do they like to swim? A bit of a headcanon that I’m giving her is that Erin has slightly shorter arms than most Hedges do. So while she doesn’t like to swim per say (because she can’t), she does like to float on her back and let the stream carry her. Although, this has gotten her lost a couple of times.  Y2. What inspired you to create them? Incoming Shameful Secret: Erin was actually based off of Miya who was a very old Sonic the Hedgehog OC I had created when I was about ten years old. Miya went through a lot of changes over the years; from a Mary Sue self insert, to a broody edgy hedgy with a crush on Shadow the Hedgehog because every self insert had one on him, to a distant hedgy with an unrequited crush for Amy Rose, to now savior of the universe thanks to Sonic Forces being a thing. I decided I could at least replicate some of Miya into Erin but still make Erin her own thing.  Y5. What’s your favorite thing about them? How kind of blank slate esque she is. The most fun for me in any DnD session is the character interactions, and while the battles are certainly a highlight too, it’s the characters bonding and interacting with each other that can truly breathe light into a party. Since Erin is kind of a background character at the moment, I’ll be excited to see how she develops as she interacts with these bands of misfits~

[misplacedprincess262]

21 Questions

I got tagged by @stars-and-their-treks Thank you!! 💕

Nickname: Ambi by certain family members, Pookabear by one of my older sisters, and more recently, “hedgie” by some coworkers after I agreed to be a mascot hedgehog for a book signing one time.

Zodiac: Cancer

Height: 5’4. I consider myself the shorter side of medium

Last movie I saw: Jab We Met, which is a really cute Bollywood movie currently on Netflix

Last thing I googled: Banqo/banquo’s ghost from Macbeth

Favorite musician: uhhh. I honestly don’t know? it usually depends on my mood? I really like Glen Miller (who I guess was a composer?) and I will eventually marry Emmet Cahill (of Celtic Thunder but also a soloist) but there are so many more I could list

Song stuck in my head: One Day More from Les Mis

Other blogs: nope I just throw everything I like into this one 

Do I get asks: not usually

Following: 134 right now

Amount of sleep: If my body is left to its own devices, I probably average about 7 1/2  but I have a bad habit of not going to sleep when I need to so realistically I usually get 5-6

Lucky number: don’t have one but I guess I’ve always liked the number 6

What I’m wearing: baggy sweatpants and an oversized t shirt from my undergrad university

Dream Job: I want to be a curator at a history museum! IDEALLY, I could be curator, exhibit design, and do some archaeology on the side, but the goal atm is curator. 

Dream trip: Ugh I’d like to go so many places. Currently if I somehow find the time and money, I’d like to do an Italy and Greece trip. Then maybe somewhere in East Asia. I’m also dying to go to Africa, to like Nambia or Kenya. 

Favorite food: Tri-colored rotini noodles are my fav comfort food and if I could just have that and Thai red veggie curry for the rest of my life I’d be so happy. Literally drooling rn

Play any instruments: I can play piano, kind of. I took classes for 8 years, and I can still read music and stuff but I don’t get to play super often now, so I’m a bit rusty.

Languages: Only fluent in English, tragically, but have some basic knowledge of Latin and Biblical Hebrew (because why learn spoken languages when you could learn dead ones) and am trying to teach myself French. 

Favorite songs: Ummmm I have a lot, but some top ones are Moonlight Serenade by Glenn Miller, Fly Me to the Moon as sung by Frank Sinatra, and currently obsessed with Roaring 20′s by P!ATD

Random fact: about me or in general? because if it’s about me then I am a terrible rapper but I CAN successfully do the “Guns and Ships” rap from Hamilton, even when I am very drunk.

In general, I like to tell people about a dude called Geraldus Cambrensus, or “Gerald of Wales,” who was a weirdo and kind of a dick from the 12th/13th century, but also hilarious because when he didn’t like someone he insulted their grammar, but because it was the 12th/13th century barely anyone was about to register or care about these insults. 

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: high-waisted jeans, red lipstick, lavender scented candles, quiet history museums, handwritten letters, coffee shops. 

Tagging: @exclusivegorgeousgeek @artemis-pendragon @doctorwhogirl616 @fairiesandhugs @kimmbbaaa

If anyone else wants to do it, too, please do! 

[zooophagous]

I've never heard of short-tailed opossums as pets before! What made you decide to get one, and do you have any resources about their care on hand (from my quick google search, they seem like decent pets and I'd love to learn more)?

I actually discovered them while doing research on hedgehogs when I was considering rescuing one. A site called April's Hedgie Herd had a page about them (I don't think she still keeps them tho?)Another more current site that seems decent is whitewolfrattery. Essentially, I chose this animal because I am a busy person, who often isn't home until late at night, so a self-entertaining nocturnal animal that still tolerates petting and handling is ideal. I knew I wanted something that could live singly (having dealt with too many sour introductions to new "friends" when one of my rats died and left the other a loner) something that was quiet, would tame easily, but also wouldn't become despondant if it didn't get a lot of playtime with me every day.After meeting an STO in person at a local pet expo, I felt they were the perfect fit. I actually wanted to adopt sugar gliders for a long time before discovering these guys, but found that I prefer the shorter lifespan, single lifestyle and ease of care (an STO can be fed a commercial insectivore chow, a sugar glider has to have freshly prepared fruit and veg every day)I won't be able to say much more until I've lived with one for a while. I'm in touch with the more experienced keeper I met at the expo though, so I have a helpful reference for if anything comes up.

[lovveecat]

rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people

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— what was your last…

1. drink:: juice

2. phone call:: my grandma

3. text message:: “did i send u that cover i found of aint it fun??”

4. song you listened to:: Bye Bye Bye - Further Seems Forever (cover)

5. time you cried:: 2 days ago? i think

— have you ever…

6. dated someone twice:: nope

7. kissed someone and regretted it:: hahaha no

8. been cheated on:: hAH no

9. lost someone special:: yep

10. been depressed:: ye

11. gotten drunk and thrown up:: HAH NO

— fave colours

12. pastel yellow

13. peach

14. pastel mint

— in the last year have you…

15. made new friends:: yep!

16. fallen out of love:: i mean idk if I was “in love” but yeah sure

17. laughed until you cried:: Y E S

18. found out someone was talking about you:: nope (maybe?? idk it might just be me being paranoid but I thought I heard something and it made me really hHh)

19. met someone who changed you:: i dont think so

20. found out who your friends are:: yeah ;-;

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list:: lmao who uses facebook ((imsorryijust))

— general

22. how many your facebook friends do you know irl:: sorry i’m not outdated,,,

23. do you have any pets:: YES AND I LOVE HIM

24. do you want to change your name:: no but I won’t present myself with my “real” name on the internet/youtube

25. what did you do for your last birthday:: escape room with some friendies

26. what time did you wake up today:: around 6:50? i think

27. what were you doing at midnight last night:: trying to sleep (but i cant but i cant when you all have,,, gUns for hAnds, Y E A)

28. what is something you can’t wait for:: FOB CONCERT AND LEAVING SCHOOL AND MEETING MY INTERNET FRENS AND THE NEXT TIME PALAYE COMES TO CANADA

29. what is your favourite animal:: foxes!!! and hedgies

30. what are you listening to right now:: buzzfeed unsolved

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom:: i don’t think so nah

32. something that’s getting on your nerves:: my school friends

33. most visited website:: google probably

34. hair colour:: dark dark brown

35. long or short hair:: i have long hair but it’s frizzy/curly so it’s kinda short-ish. I’m gonna cut it and straighten it tho so it has that kinda vinatge 1950s style

36. do you have a crush on someone:: crush?? crushcrushcrush??? the bop by paramore??? ((i dont think so but honestly feelings are too complicated so i kinda just ignore mine))

37. what do you like about yourself:: i’m a pretty good artist?

38. want any piercings:: maybe but probably nah

39. blood type:: idk(how)

40. nicknames:: nixotine, nix, idk if this counts but violette

41. relationship status:: s i n g l e ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

42. sign:: (i’m the new) cancer

43. pronouns:: she/her

44. fave tv show:: dirk gently!! asoue!! doctor who!! b99!!

45. tattoos:: dont have any but have LOTS of plans

46. right or left handed:: right handed!

47. ever had surgery:: nop

48. piercings:: ears but im p sure they’re closed now

49. sport:: i used to do gymnastics and ice skating. I still like to ice skate sometimes and i’m trying to learn to rollerskate

50. vacation:: i’ve always wanted to travel across europe!! and also go to japan!! and back to disney lol

51. trainers:: ??

— more general

52. eating:: quoi?

53. drinking:: qui?

54. i’m about watch:: probably gravity falls

55. waiting for:: my friend to say if we’re going to see panic! or nah

56. want:: to meet my favs (and give them so much love!!!)

57. get married:: idk if i want to but if i do i have ideas

58. career:: (concert) photographer or own a bakery or design merch

— which is better

59. hugs or kisses:: hugs (probably)

60. lips or eyes:: eyessss

61. taller or shorter:: taller? i don’t really care

62. older or younger:: idk? younger?

63. nice arms or stomach:: idc???

64. hookups or relationships:: relationships!!

65. troublemaker or hesitant:: troublemaker? but if they’re being an actual bad person then n a h

— have you ever

66. kissed a stranger:: nope

67. drank hard liquor:: nope

68. turned someone down:: no? i don’t believe so

69. sex on first date:: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA N O P E

70. broken someone’s heart:: hopefully not!

71. had your heart broken:: maybe?

72. been arrested:: nope

73. cried when someone died:: almost ((a book character))

74. fallen for a friend:: y e p

— do you believe in

75. yourself:: yea!

76. miracles:: it’s possible, but is it plausible?

77. love at first sight:: oR SHOULD I WALK BY AGAIN YOURE PHOTOGENICALLY DRESSED THE CONVERSATION BEGINS OH GO-

((no, you can find someone attractive as hell but maybe not actual love))

78. santa claus:: st nicholas? sure. santa who travels around the world? idk probably not

79. angels:: did you mean tyler joseph? did you mean josh dun? did you mean geoff wigington??????????

— misc

80. eye colour:: brownnn

81. best friend’s name:: awsten hater 2k18, hannah, gabrielle (kinda),

82. favourite movie:: LOVE, SIMON

83. favourite actor:: dont have one?

84. favourite cartoon:: GRAVITY FALLS, SU, CAMP CAMP

85. favourite teacher’s name:: iT starts with a K but i forgot how to spell it cuz it wasn’t commonnNnnsnsjajjzks

I tag: @hint--of--red @scolarin @hottopic @yalocaltransboi @existential-greenbeans @crankthatfrank @underscoregeoff @awwwsten @panicwithryan @howrydenprobablybrokeup @happypandaparade

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Should You Get a Chinchilla Or a Hedgehog?

Exotic pets are great fun. But which is better: a chinchilla or a hedgehog? And if one is better than the other, why?

Should you get a chinchilla or a hedgehog? Both chinchillas and hedgehogs make goood pets, so you can't go wrong with either. But we believe chinchillas make the better pets, because they live longer, have the softest fur of any pet, and are legal to keep almost everywhere (unlike pygmy hedgehogs). However, you might find hedgehogs cuter as they're smaller, or prefer that they are a more unusual exotic pet. Try to spend time with both pets to see which you prefer before getting either. We recommend adopting your new pet rather than buying one where possible.

Our guide looks at every way chinchillas and hedgehogs are different, so you can see which one you prefer. We'll also give guidelines on whether they can live together (hint: they can't) and how to decide between them if you aren't sure which you prefer.

Are Chinchillas Better Than Hedgehogs?

We believe chinchillas are the best pets of all, so it shouldn't surprise you that we think they're better than hedgehogs. However, what's also true is that different people want different things from the experience of owning a pet: fun, long-term companionship, novelty or something else entirely. As such, while chinchillas may be our favorite pets they may not be yours.

Below, we've looked at all the most important aspects of owning either chinchillas or hedgehogs: handling them, feeding them, spending time with them, how long they live, how likely they are to get sick, how much they cost and more. By the end of our guide, you should have an idea of which pet you prefer.

What's The Difference Between a Chinchilla And a Hedgehog?

Hedgehogs and chinchillas are separate species entirely. You can tell just from looking at them that they aren't particularly closely related.

The kind of chinchilla that's kept as a pet is the long-tailed chinchilla; the only other species is the short-tailed chinchilla. These both come from the Andes Mountains. They're in the same family (Chinchillidae) as the viscacha, an animal that looks like a cross between a chinchilla and a hare. Another rodent from South America, the guinea pig, is distantly related to the chinchilla too. Chinchillas have very thick, long fur to protect themselves from the cold of the Andes. They have large rounded ears and rodent-like faces.

There are lots of species of hedgehog, and they come from all over the world. The most common domesticated kind is the African pygmy hedgehog, also known as the four-toed hedgehog. Other domesticated species include the Egyptian long-eared hedgehog, the Indian long-eared hedgehog and the Algerian hedgehog. The guide below applies to all of these different domesticated species. The most distinctive feature of all these species is their spines, which aren't as sharp or as long as a porcupine, but can still hurt if they poke you.

Are Hedgehogs or Chinchillas Easier to Care For?

Hedgehogs and chinchillas require roughly the same amount of care, although the care you provide for one is different to the care you provide to the other. Things that both require include:

Food. Chinchillas need a diet of hay and hay pellets. Pygmy hedgehogs are omnivores, but they eat insects more than anything else; despite that, people mostly feed them dry cat biscuits.

Shelter. Chinchillas need to be kept in cages. People keep pygmy hedgehogs in aquarium-style tanks.

Vet care. When any pet gets sick, you have to take it to the vet. It doesn't matter if your pet is big or small.

Company. Chinchillas like the company of other chinchillas. Pygmy hedgehogs live alone, but your company stops them from becoming stressed and unhappy in their tanks.

Cleaning. Both pets go to the toilet and make a mess of their food on occasion, so you have to clean up after them. That means spot cleaning the cage every day, and deep cleaning it every few months.

While they're both small pets, and small pets are thought of as 'low maintenance', that's not the case for either of these exotics.

Which is better? Neither.

Are Chinchillas or Hedgehogs Cheaper to Keep?

Neither chinchillas nor hedgehogs cost significantly more than the other, despite their differing care needs. The initial purchase of a tank/cage, plus everything that goes in it, is expensive for both pets.

Ways in which the cost of each pet differs include:

Temperature regulation. Pygmy hedgehogs need to stay at between 21-25 degrees Centigrade/70-77 degrees Fahrenheit. This means you have to heat your hedgehog's tank, which is an ongoing cost. Chinchillas, on the other hand, should be kept at regular room temperature.

Food. Hay is cheaper than whatever you decide to feed your hedgehog, be it dried cat food, wet dog food, insects bought in bulk from pet stores, or anything else that's suitable for them.

Number of pets. Chinchillas thrive in pairs, while pygmy hedgehogs are solitary. It's possible to keep chinchillas alone, provided you spend lots of time with them, but most owners don't.

Lifespan. As we'll get to in a moment, chinchillas live longer than hedgies. You'll therefore be paying for your chinchilla (or chinchillas) longer than you'd be paying for a pet pygmy hedgehog.

If you have any reservations as to whether you can afford your pet, be it a hedgehog or a chinchilla, we don't recommend buying one. But hedgehogs are cheaper overall since they won't live as long.

Which is better? Over the course of their lifespans? Hedgehogs. On a day to day basis? Chinchillas.

Do Chinchillas or Hedgehogs Live Longer?

This is one way in which you might think either chinchillas or pygmy hedgehogs are the better pet.

Chinchillas have the longest lives of almost all the rodents. They live for ten years on average, although twenty years isn't unhear of among experienced owners. The oldest ever chinchilla lived to the ripe old age of 29, which made it older than most common pets, let alone rodents. Hedgehogs, on the other hand, have short lifespans. The average pet hedgehog lives to between 3-6 years.

Whether you prefer having a pet that could live for 20 years or one that's only likely to live to 4 or 5 years is up to you. If you want long-term companionship, you would do better to have a chinchilla, as your friend could be by your side for a significant portion of your life. But if you frequently have to move house, don't have or don't want a steady job, or aren't sure if you're ready for that kind of commitment, then a shorter-lived pet would be the better choice.

Which is better? It depends on what you want from your new pet.

Do Chinchillas or Hedgehogs Handle Better?

There are a few ways to address this question.

The first is, is it more pleasant to hand a chinchilla or a hedgehog? Well, hedgehogs aren't as spiky and spiny as you might think. Picking one up isn't like trying to pick up a cactus. You can hold a pet pygmy hedgehog without getting spiked, and they can learn to tolerate being held. Chinchillas, though, are definitely more pleasant to handle: they have the softest fur of any pet by far. While you shouldn't squeeze them and cuddle them close—they're too delicate, and you could break their ribs doing so—it's still lots of fun to stroke and pet them.

The other way you could interpret this question is as asking which pet tolerates handling better, and enjoys being around people more. In this regard, chinchillas and hedgehogs are roughly even. They're both skittish pets that aren't as fully domesticated as others like cats or dogs. As such, you need to very gradually teach them to get used to you: first sitting by their cages, getting them to sniff your hand, having them eat from your hand, and bit-by-bit teaching them that you aren't a predator.

Which is better? Chinchillas, as they have such soft, lovely fur.

Are Pygmy Hedgehogs Legal in The U.S.?

Another way in which chinchillas are better is that they're indisputably legal throughout the continental United States, while pygmy hedgehogs aren't. The only place you can't legally own a chinchilla is Hawaii, where it's illegal to import any non-native pets, both chinchillas and pygmy hedgehogs included.

Beyond Hawaii, though, there are a few states in the U.S. where you can't legally own a pygmy hedgehog without a permit. These include Pennsylvania, California, Georgia and Maine. You may still be able to get a permit for your hedgehog. But it'll take lots of applications, letters and time to get one.

There's also confusion over which hedgehogs are legal to own in certain places. Across Europe and the western world, certain species are illegal to own, while other species aren't. What's typically the case is that pygmy hedgehogs are legal to own, but European hedgehogs aren't. So:

Austria: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs (African Pygmy hedgehogs) may legally be kept as pets.

Australia: All hedgehogs are classified as exotic pets that are illegal to import.

Canada: In Quebec, European hedgehogs are illegal. Four-toed hedgehogs are legal. In Ontario, European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

Denmark: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

Finland: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

Germany: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

Italy: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

Latvia: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

Netherlands: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

Poland: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

Spain: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs are illegal and considered an exotic invasive species.

Sweden: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

United Kingdom: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

United States:

In Idaho and Oregon, European hedgehogs cannot be kept as pets. Four-toed hedgehogs may legally be kept as pets.

In New Jersey and Wyoming, a permit is required.

In Wisconsin, an import permit from the state department of agriculture is required to bring a hedgehog into the state.

In Fairfax County, Virginia, it became legal to keep hedgehogs as pets in 2019.

In Pennsylvania, hedgehogs may not be imported into the state, but hedgehogs in the state as of 1992 and their descendants are allowed

It is currently illegal to own a hedgehog in California, Georgia, Hawaii, New York City, and Washington, D.C.

Singapore: Hedgehogs of all kinds are illegal, along with other exotic pets such as iguanas, tarantulas, scorpions, and snakes.

Turkey: European hedgehogs are protected and cannot be kept as pets, and four-toed hedgehogs may also not legally be kept as pets.

And as is always the case with the law, it changes. So, your city or state may outlaw keeping hedgehogs as pets; or, it may repeal a law that bans them. As such, you have to be certain of the legal status of hedgehogs where you live before you buy one. There's no such issue with chinchillas.

Which is better? Chinchillas, since they pose no legal issue except in very few circumstances.

Which Is Better, Hedgehogs or Chinchillas?

We believe that chinchillas are by far the best pet there is, but you shouldn't take our word for it. What we like in a pet might not be what you like in a pet.

As such, you should endeavor to spend some time both with a chinchilla and with a pygmy hedgehog. Whether that's seeing them at a pet shop, spending time with a friend that has one or both of them, or talking with a breeder of either, you can only really get a feel for which you prefer by being with them both. If you can, ask if you can handle them. And besides, don't discount what makes each individual pet so special: there's always one that will win your heart, whether because it's particularly affectionate, particularly cute, or whatever else.

That doesn't stop us thinking chinchillas are better, though.

Extra Credit: Can a Chinchilla Live with a Hedgehog?

Chinchillas like to live in groups, and there's limited evidence that in the wild, they can even share burrows with other similar creatures like degus. So, can chinchillas live with hedgehogs in captivity?

Unfortunately, the answer is no. If you put them together, they will fight, and in the end it's likely that one will kill the other.

Why Can't Chinchillas Live with Hedgehogs?

Chinchillas can't live with hedgehogs because they've evolved to not like other animals using their resources. This is something that's common to almost all species. You'll even see chinchillas fighting other chinchillas over things like food, water and space—so it stands to reason that they wouldn't want to live with a hedgehog, either.

As for your pygmy hedgehog, it's a solitary creature. They live on their own in the wild, and live on their own in captivity, too. They are protective of their space and their things, so yours would hate to live with a chinchilla.

What you could do instead is keep your chinchilla and hedgehog in two separate cages. There's no problem with that, so long as the cages aren't so close together that the pair can see, hear and smell each other (otherwise the presence of the other could cause stress). As such, what you can do is keep your chinchilla's cage in one room and your hedgehog's cage in another. Just make sure to wash your hands after handling one and before handling another, as you could pass on viruses, bacteria or infestations.

Below, you can find our chinchilla quiz, new posts for further reading, and a signup for our Chinchilla Newsletter!

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Hey I saw you said hedgies can try to hibernate when the temperature drops, even if it’s in their range. I’m doing what I can to prevent that obvs, but what should/can I do if I catch my hedgie in an attempt?

A very good question!!

If you find a hedgehog in a hibernation attempt, you want to make sure you get them warmed up right away, but slowly. Never place a cool hedgehog in warm water to try & warm them up. Getting them wet can chill them and just make the situation worse. The best way to warm them up is with a heating pad set on low (never leave unattended), or with your body heat. I prefer just using my body heat & stick cool hedgehogs under my shirt, against my stomach/chest. IMO it’s easier to monitor and feel their progress in warming up that way, and there’s no way for my body heat to accidentally burn them.

Generally as they start to warm up, they will become more alert & try to move around a little more, so you can tell they’re improving. Make sure you keep them out & monitor until they’re completely warm again. Once they are, you can let them go back to sleep in their cage if they want. It’s not unusual for a post-hibernation-attempt hedgehog to eat & drink a little less that night, in my experience, but they should return to normal after that. 

Some things to watch for:

- If they do not warm up within an hour after finding them, get them to a vet ASAP. They may need warm fluids & other supportive care to get them completely out of it.

- Make sure you figure out the reason for the attempt & fix it. Causes of hibernation attempts can include temperatures being too low, temperatures dropping suddenly by several degrees or more, cold drafts, lack of sufficient light (12-14 hours is recommended so their body doesn’t interpret the shorter daylight hours as time to hibernate), or illness/old age. Some hedgehogs become more sensitive to temperature as they get older, so keep that in mind.

- Keep a close eye on them for the next couple weeks after an attempt. Sometimes they can have multiple attempts in a row after having one.

- Sometimes hibernation attempts can cause URIs. Keep an eye out for signs of one  - sneezing, runny or snotty nose, going off food. URIs require a vet visit for antibiotics, as left untreated they can develop into pneumonia, which can be deadly.

Hibernation attempts are scary (they still make my heart jump even after a fair amount of experience with them from my first hedgehog), and they can be dangerous, even deadly. But from what I’ve seen, death and other complications tend to be pretty rare, as most people catch their hedgehogs before it gets too far to intervene.

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I have an idea for sonic boom where sonamy boom 3 little kids travel to the past and you know like maybe accidentally used tails invention...when they are in past sonic freaks out at first but then he’s like at the end “am so gonna be the cool parent int the future” teases amy and btw i love ur stories 💗💗

Haha, of course! I swear, as soon as I got on Tumblr and saw your ask, I was like “OMG OMG OPEN A GOOGLE DOC START WRITING DROP EVERYTHING AHHHH”Sorry I’m a bit late, my laptop’s battery went dead and I was scared that the story wouldn’t save, but it did! But now here I am, hope you like it~ 

“What. The. Hell. Are. Those.” Sonic said, as his eyes grew wide at the little hedgehogs standing right in front of him.

“Hi, dad!” One of the little ones exclaimed. He sure did look a lot like Sonic himself.

 “Woah, Sonic, he called you dad! You didn’t tell me you had kids! But don’t you think Amy’s a little too young to have children?” Tails asked his big-brother figure.

  “T-Tails, seriously, they aren’t my kids! I’m not dating Amy or anything!” Sonic stuttered. The truth was that he was madly in love with Amy, he just didn’t want to admit it.

    “What do you mean, daddy? You always go to mommy everyday and kiss her, and tell her that you love her! You two leave us with Uncle Tails while you go on dates!” The youngest one said. He was an exact replica of Sonic.

     “Be quiet, Skid! Daddy tells us that he loves us too! Right, Blur?” The middle one said, looking over to her right, where a midnight blue hedgehog, possibly six, looked up.

    “Yeah.” He looked up to Tails. “Uncle Tails, did you make a shrink ray? ‘Cause you look shorter than usual!” Tails looked at himself. He looked completely the same.

   “How old are your parents?” Tails asked, hoping he could find out who their parents were. Their parents certainly couldn’t be Sonic and Amy. Amy was only 14, and Sonic was going to turn 18 soon. The oldest child looked about 6. Definitely not Amy’s child. 

    “Daddy is…” the youngest, who’s name is Skid and was about 3, stared off into space, trying to remember. “27!” Sonic looked surprised. He tugged at his scarf. That would’ve meant that Amy would have his kids at the age of 18...Was he really that much of a wimp?!

      “Do mommy and daddy have rings on their fingers?” Tails asked, as if he knew what Sonic was thinking.

    “Yes! Mommy has a diamond ring on her finger, along with some other rings.” So, they were engaged at the time?..

   “Are they married?” Sonic asked, interrupting Tails from asking the exact same question. All three of the children shook their heads.

    “Mommy said that you and her will get married soon, and she said I could be the flower girl!” the middle one giggled. She looked so much like Amy. She had jade eyes, with speckles of emerald in them. Sonic loved her immediately. 

  “Sonic, these kids must be from the future! How did you three get here?” Tails asked, hoping they would say through his invention. 

   “Well, you told us not to go near that,” the oldest one pointed to the machine that the kids came through.”

    “Fascinating. It must be a time machine.” Tails muttered, forgetting about the four hedgehogs in the room.

    “Oh boys! I brought the food you asked for!~” An angelic voice appeared, and the trio ran toward it. Amy was surprised by the sudden warmth on her legs, and found three little hedgies stuck to her, yelling “Mommy!” “You’re back!!” “WHERE WERE YOU?!” Amy wondered whose kids these were and why they were calling her ‘mommy.’  They looked like a mix of herself and Sonic.

   “Amy! Thank Chaos you’re here! These kids are from the future! They came through a time machine! They’re ours.” Amy widened her eyes. She looked back at the hugging hedgehogs.

   “This isn’t a prank, right? You’re telling the truth?” Amy said in a gentle, sensitive voice, which surprised Sonic, as he was used to hearing her coaching, cheering voice. “You know my feelings aren’t a toy you can just play with.” Yeesh, why was she so moody?

    “Ames, it’s not a prank, I swear, they’re our kids.” Amy’s cheeks went red. “No time to fantasize, our future selves are probably worried sick!” Amy shook out of her thoughts and all the questions she had.

    “I wasn’t fantasizing! I was just...wondering…” Amy took the kids in her arms, not worrying about their weight, because of the fact that she carries a humongous hammer. She walked over to Tails and put them down. “So, what are your names?” She asked, kneeling down. Sonic had a wave of pride splashing upon his heart. That was weird. It usually happened when Sonic defeated Eggman’s robots or when he saved his friends. The oldest one spoke up.

  “I’m Blur, that’s my sister, Ariana, and that,” he pointed to his little brother. “Is Skid.” Amy smiled. She couldn’t believe that these tiny little chubby potatoes were hers.

   “Has anyone told you guys how adorable you are?” Only Ariana giggled.

   “Yeah, you tell us that everyday, mom.” the oldest one and youngest one said simultaneously. “I see where you get your attitude from.” Amy looked up at Sonic, who was glaring at her.

  “Not only attitude, but also good looks~” Sonic posed, pretending to flex his non-existent muscles. Amy suddenly was caught in a daze. She had a lovey-dovey look on her face. 

   “Oh no, it’s happening again. Even young daddy makes young mommy all red-happy.” Red happy was the sonamy childrens’ way of saying that someone was blushing. They didn’t need an explanation, they understood.

   “I WAS RIGHT! IT WAS A TIME MACHIN- Oh sorry, I probably interrupted your little family moment.” Tails said, looking at the young family before him.

   “OHOHOHO, SONIC THE HEDGEHOG, PREPARE FOR YOUR DOOM!” A loud explosion was heard, and everyone quickly went outside to see Eggman in his Eggmobile, looking confident, as though he was going to win the battle.

   “Ames, stay with the kids, take them inside, and make sure Eggman doesn’t see them!” Tails ‘aww’ed at the sight of Sonic being a protective ‘dad’, but quickly regained focus, and went on the X-Tornado to fire missiles. Amy obeyed the order, and quickly grabbed all three of the munchkins and went inside. The kids were squirming, wanting to go outside and participate, but Amy blocked the only way out.

    “Mommy, why are you blocking the door? You always let us go Eggbutt’s robots!” Blur cried. Amy was horrified. Will she really be that irresponsible about the kids when she’s older?” 

   “No. Not today. It’s not safe, you could get hurt!” Amy said, holding the three in her arms. She heard their complaints, and felt their kicks, but held onto them anyway. She noticed Ariana scooted away from the cuddle-pile. Amy let go of the two in her arms, and walked over to the bubblegum hedgehog. 

“What’s wrong, Ariana?” Ariana started whimpering, and that got Amy scared. Did she do something wrong? Ariana jumped into Amy’s arms, getting cradled by her mother. The middle child pulled away.

   “I just distracted you so that Blur and Skid could go outside.” Ariana giggled, her laugh sounding a lot like Amy when she was four. Amy ran out the door, leaving Ariana in a puddle of laughter. She saw her targets, and almost fainted. They were battling, and helping Sonic! They were running around, beating the crab-bots and bee-bots with Sonic’s spin dash. With so many Sonic’s at once, the robots were all defeated within fifteen seconds. Sonic gathers his future offspring into his arms and threw them into the air. He caught them before Amy has a heart attack. She walks right up to them and starts to scold them.

   “You two should be ashamed of yourselves! Your father tells you to stay inside, I tell you to stay inside, but what do you do?! You have your sister distract me with emotion, and run outside and help your father! I just wanted you three to stay safe! You’re lucky your dad didn’t scold you!” Amy had a dark and scary aura behind her that scared Blur and Skid.

  “Mommy?” an innocent little voice melted the hearts’ of everyone that had heard her, except her brothers, you deal with this all the time. 

   “Yes, Princess?” Amy asked, but then looked at herself in shock. She was aware that this was her future child, and she was aware that she’d only just met them.

   “I’m sorry I tricked you.” Ariana said, her eyes full of tears. Yes, of course Amy would feel guilty, Sonic just narrowed his eyes at his future child.

   “Don’t get all regretful, Ames. I’ve seen this trick before.” Amy turned and looked at him. What trick? “You used to do this all the time. You’d guilt-trip anyone into getting what you want and making sure you were never blamed for something you clearly did.” Amy just glared at him, his words sinking in. Was she really a guilt-tripper? Well, at least she didn’t blackmail. Ariana made a pouting face at the younger version of her dad.

“Well, this was fun and all, but I think it’s time that the SonAmy children head home.” Sonic and Amy spun their heads to their two-tailed fox friend, who was just standing there with a smirk. Amy felt a bit sad, until Sonic held one of her hands. He smiled. Yes, you read right! He smiled at Amy. She felt happy, and took the kids back inside. Tails walked over to the time machine.

  “So, while you were hanging out as a family, I figured out how to work this thing!” Tails exclaimed.

   “Make sure ya don’t send them to the dinosaur times. Future me and Amy wouldn’t be very happy.” Sonic said, putting his arms behind his back. 

   “You know Sonic, I’m surprised how you’re this chill about having kids.” Tails replied, acting like he was fixing something in the machine. Sonic dropped out of his pose and glared at Tails. He glanced at Amy and saw her blush. Perfect opportunity.

   “Well, Tails, I sure hope we have more than three, cause it must’ve been fun makin’ those kids.” He humped the air as if he were doing that to Amy. Her face went redder than a tomato and she made a disgusted face at him.

   “There are children in our presence! Say something appropriate for once!” Amy yelled at him. He just chuckled, doing his signature rub-under-the-nose thing. Amy rolled her eyes.

   “What’re mommy and daddy talking about?” Skid asked his ‘uncle Tails.’ 

   “Grown up stuff.” Tails said, trying to avoid that question as much as possible, not wanting his future nieces and nephews getting scarred for life. They nodded. Tails turned to the flirting couple. “It’s time for you to say ‘bye,’” Tails said, while Ariana nuzzled into his leg. He smiled, feeling a tear slide down his cheek. He hugged the little ones, and pushed them to their past parents. They all hugged, Sonic tried to snuggle into Amy’s neck. They let go, and they lead the kids into the time machine.

  “Bye, mom and dad!” they all said. Amy felt like crying again. Sonic held onto her waist, making her hit his arm.

   “Yeesh, Ames. I was just trying to comfort you!” Sonic exclaimed, rubbing his arm.

    “Stop acting like a married couple! You two aren’t married yet here or in their time.” Tails yelled at them, pointing at their future kids. “Okay, ready guys?” Tails asked. They nodded. He pushed a button, causing them and the machine to go back to their time. “Future me is gonna get beat up by future them.” Tails muttered as he saw Sonic kiss Amy’s cheek and laugh at her reaction.

    “I’ll be such a cool dad~” Amy rolled her eyes.

     “We’ll see about that.”

                    Well, you never know what’s going to happen in the future.

  This was so much fun to write!!! By the way, I won’t be able to post until the weekend because of University stuff.