I mean, I guess you can touch some of them. [Sonic hasn't checked it out himself yet, but if this other hedgehog wanted to go poke at the starfishes or stingrays or whatever, then he could tag along like a responsible, older kid that he was. For supervising purposes. Obviously. (Nevermind that he didn't know how to swim at all).]
No. Like, Green Hills, the small town in the middle of Montana. It's actually pretty quiet too, surrounded by mountains and forests and lakes.
[Some might find his adopted hometown boring, but to Sonic it was perfect. It had everything: space to run, woods to explore, and people who felt like family.]
Psycho-what?
[He paid close attention to what the other was doing, and gaped as he saw the plush starting to float. No way, that was almost like Jedi-level stuff. Like, full-on Force powers. And he was just admiring them, not being a tiny bit jealous.] Okay. That is awesome. And I don't say that often about floating stuffed animals.
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No. Like, Green Hills, the small town in the middle of Montana. It's actually pretty quiet too, surrounded by mountains and forests and lakes.
[Some might find his adopted hometown boring, but to Sonic it was perfect. It had everything: space to run, woods to explore, and people who felt like family.]
Psycho-what?
[He paid close attention to what the other was doing, and gaped as he saw the plush starting to float. No way, that was almost like Jedi-level stuff. Like, full-on Force powers. And he was just admiring them, not being a tiny bit jealous.] Okay. That is awesome. And I don't say that often about floating stuffed animals.