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𝑀𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑙

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𝟟 & 𝟠. 𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗗𝗼𝗼𝗺𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆–𝗘𝗴𝗴𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀

   𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝗺 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗸, a slam and slam and slam... You've been tired from many things that's happening. 

   You've been tired from fighting Eggman, visiting the elders to check on them—who're stubborn as heck, and then we got you trying to figure out something to make yourself useful to the team.

   Whenever Eggman attacks all you ever do is cower behind your friends, yes you do use your training from your father but then the next day your arms and legs get sore easily. You groan as you dig your fingers through your fur/hair. 

   Looking down at the amount of books you've read to help you learn more medicine and medical stuff—sent from your mom. 

   Your tired/droopy eyes stare down with nothing but haziness with tiredness. You sighed as you shut your last book and put it on top of the other towers. You got up from your chair to go to your kitchen to get a snack.

   Before you walked further more you paused looking at your book shelf, feeling something in your gut trying to tell you something, that your answer is in the shelf...

   Looking through all your titles again by countless covers your eyes stop at this one title called "Gas and poisons". With interest you pick it out to look at it.

   You decided to sit down again without getting a snack.

   𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦, to read and learn about the book and the techniques. You read through stuff to look for supplies to make the gasses and even walk into Tails's workshop. 

    You've wondered where the yellow fox boy was at when you walked in. But with a  shrug you took what you need and left a note saying—-

'I took some things, I need them for something. I'll bring them back tomorrow

:) —Y/n '

   After a few mixes and all, you've made your first bomb. Your tail wags a bit as you walk outside your house, with a small grip on it, it—

BOOM!

   Exploded... 

   Your poor face was covered in black smoke and your fur was puffed up, small pieces of fur stick out making you groan. You shake your whole body like a wet dog as your fur and the black smoke gets off of you.

"Take,... Two..."

   𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝟮𝟳 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗺𝗯𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗺𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝗺𝗯𝘀, you've finally SUCCESSFULLY MADE ONE!!

   You hesitated to throw the bomb, trying not to grip it so hard nor too hard, you throw the bomb across to the rock,....

BOOM!!

   You jump by the loud explosion, looking at the destruction your made bomb made... Your small excitement turns big like that explosion, feeling successful with your tail ruffling up.

"YESSSS I DID IT!!"

   You did small jumps with excitement, as your excitement slowly calms down you go through your notebook and check off the chemicals and ingredients you've used to make the bomb that successfully made it.

   Mumbling to yourself of the chemicals and the measurements you've used and made. You perk up hearing something in the forest by you, looking to the side with a small tilt of the sound,..... Nothing.

   You shrug that off as you walk away with your notebook. 

   𝗧𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝘃𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀, walking out with small humming tune. Your sack settled on your shoulder with the treatments and medicine, feeling a bit hungry you thought of the market place to eat.

That's when a turtle mailman comes up behind you. 

"Mail for you sir."

"Oh thanks."

   You smiled softly, taking the mail from his hands to see you've gotten a couple of them, you look through them as you walk towards the stand, the stand of where a girl smirks seeing you.

"My isn't it my younger brother!"

"Only 5 seconds younger than you."

   You sternly say as you walk towards your sister—Honey, your twin sister. She smirks before coming out behind the stand, to give you a big hug.

   You hug back with a small puff through your nose, feeling the warmth of your sister once again. It's been a while but you've guys have been sending each other messages through birds! Ahah, how you miss her and your other siblings.

"Honey how are you?"

"Eh good you know running the stand while mom talks to friends for a very, VERY long time."

"How's Bingo and Cinnamon?"

"Both are doing well, Cinnamon is at home going gardening. Bingo, well he and dad went out for some training trip."

   You frown a bit hearing about your brother. She saw that frown and pats your shoulder in comfort.

"Don't worry he's fine. Stop feeling guilty it's been like, 3 years I think??"

"Yeah.... How's mother and..., Father?"

   You were hesitant about mentioning your father, Honey saw that again. Her being your twin, she can always tell how you're feeling, what you're hiding, she always saw it, like how you saw her feelings. Placing her hands on her hips she exhale a bit.

"Let's seeee,.... Mom's doing good, she's taking to friends around the village and as for dad... I heard he wants to write a letter to you, but he's so shy and scared hehe."

"Why would he be scared?"

"Maybe because you're his son who he hasn't talk to in a while and thinks you probably hate him."

"No never! I never hated him, I just feared him sometimes,.... He's a great father when he's not all about training."

   You smiled weakly thinking about your moments and memories with your dad. When he was so kind and happy, how he treated you, how he protected you, you know he still loves you but now you're old enough,... He just changed.

   After a long talk with Honey, you took some fruit from your stand, the left saying goodbye and being able to see your mother before you left.

   She smothered your with kisses on cheeks and happiness. Patting your cheeks before you left back home.

   𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴, ready to open your door you stop hearing a couple of groans and footsteps.

   You turn around to see your friends drowsy like zombies? 

"What happened! Are you guys feeling well?"

   You walk over with small panic. Sonic rubs his head with a small grin.

"Uhm, while you were busy with whatever you're doing Eggman—I'll explain it inside."

   You nodded and helped your friends in your house. Being a good friend and wife material you cooked them a small meal, sitting beside Sonic as Amy lays on your tail tiredly, Sonic explains their moods and what happened.

"—Soooo, yeah I fed them their own fur? Hair? I don't know but I fed them that in a cookie form. Which is why they feel sick."

"Ew."

   Sonic chuckles at your reaction. You giggled though at your friends moods, leaning on your couch you flinched when Sonic did the same.

"Today is tiring aye?"

"Yeah, it is."

"Y'know what this exact moment reminds me of?"

   With a small curious glance to see Sonic looking at Tails who's eating your food. He smiles.

"When we were kids and always had dinner meals together."

"Hmm. Good times."

   You smiled at the memory. The memory of you sitting by Sonic eating your dinner his mom provided for you guys as you all watched TV, how you all laughed and giggled at the TV gave you a warm feeling in your heart. 

   You didn't notice Sonic look at the coffee table to see mail with one name that caught his eye.

'Mighty'

'Who's Mighty?'

   He thought. He for reason felt small bitterness towards that name, feeling his eyes stare at this letter as if he's trying to burn it with powers. He looks up at you to see you're nudging Amy to get up because your tail was getting cramps.

   Glancing at the letter again. He wanted to growl or grumble at the name but he just pushed those feelings away. Thinking of them as—-

Friend jealousy.

Because there's no way he likes his best friend? His best friend since they were kids?......

Right?

OMFG YALL I POSTED IM ALIVE AND GOT MOTIVATED TO DO MY SONIC BOOM BOOK AGAIN!!

Okay so this book may have slow updates just a warning! :)

JELOUS SONIC AND Y/N (YOU) DOODLES!!