A Sonic Christmas
Disclaimers: All Sonic X and other characters are owned by SEGA and are copied without permission. I do not own any of the characters I will mention. I have made this story for fun and not profit.
Writer's Note: This is very first Sonic story so don't judge me badly on how it's written. I am also not that great with character roles so they may be out of character in a lot of parts of the story. This story takes place when Sonic and them are still in their own world and takes place around the holidays. This story is a bit epic and can get emotional. So if you're not into that kind of stuff or you get upset easily, do not continue reading this story. But those who aren't may continue. (Rated PG 13 for drama.)
Part One
The day was dark and misty. A single snowflake slowly made its way through the foggy sky. Soon, more of them began to accompany the first; churning within the soft gusts of wind began to blow. Before long, they came into the distant town of Mobious where everything was covered with sheets of freshly fallen snow. As the snow continued to fall, a young hedgehog with blue fur and emerald green eyes made his way down one of the snow-covered streets. His name was Sonic the Hedgehog. He was dressed in a red winter jacket. Sonic's matching winter boots crunched softly in the snow as he walked down the street; careful not to slip on the ice hidden beneath the white. Very few of the other citizens were seen making their way through town; heading to their own personal destinations. Sonic continued on; clutching bags of groceries in his white-gloved hands. As he continued his walk, he glanced around; keeping an eye out for any sign of a battleship or anything unusual. Before long, he made it out of the city. After doing so, he began taking a dash toward the forest in the distance. Sonic soon began to maneuver through the dense snowy woods, careful to not drop the bags in his hands as he swerved and dodged to avoid low limbs and fallen trees. Before long, the trees slowly came to an end and a clearing with a well-sized red oak cabin reached his vision. Sonic stopped for a moment, gazing up at it. A good three inches of snow covered its top. Icicles of many sizes hung from numerous places of the roof.
"It's good to be back." He said to himself. "I thought I'd never get back since the snow and ice had to ruin my fun."
As he was saying this, Sonic soon made his way up the snowy-white steps leading up to the covered porch. Sonic looked down at the wooden deck. Snow about an inch buried the chocolaty color of the wood with its sheets of white. Shifting one of the bags to the other hand, Sonic soon reached for the door; opening it slowly. After kicking off the snow on his boots, Sonic soon made his way inside.