Snow

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in this story.

Character(s): Sonic


It wasn't so much that Sonic hated snow . . . he just definitely could live without it.

Being born in the tropical climate zone of South Island, he never grew up with snow, and after experiencing the rest of the world's harsher winter weather, he can't say that he missed it all those years either. He could admit it was nice to look at, if it hasn't been trampled on by cars, people, and animals alike; but, actually being in it, feeling it, touching it, being submerged up to your torso in it, is not so nice. Especially for someone like him.

With snow comes not only a much-colder temperature, but also a multitude of other pains he now had to deal with when running. His flow was disrupted, his movements uncoordinated as they became more sluggish and awkward with each stride. Subzero breezes constantly opposed him, challenging him with each powerful gust, serving to only slow him down and deplete his internal body heat till it matched the outside's temperature. And the cold impaled his throat and pierced right through both his lungs till he couldn't breathe.

Which is why whenever snowfall approaches, Sonic escapes to warmer climates where not a single snowflake is to be seen in order to get his usual workout; when he eventually returns back home, he promptly retreats to Tails' guest room, which Sonic had unintentionally taken over as his own. From that point, he buries himself in the bed in order to relieve his undeniable urge to sleep, another part of his life that's affected.

To be fair, his sleep schedule never really had been all that spectacular (considering he prefers many short power-naps throughout the day as opposed to your usual one long sleep session), but the seasonal change and climate just induced this unnatural desire onto him that forced his body to sleep for so much longer than what should be considered normal. And what is to blame? The snow, of course.

However, when Sonic is not preoccupied with his running routine or sleep hygiene, the snow is not so bad, or that's what his friends try to convince him of at least; they absolutely adore the snow and all the activities one can't do without it. For instance, Cream enjoys practically every winter activity you can name: sledding, making snowmen and snow angels, etc. Tails also shares this same enthusiasm, though – like the rest of the gang – he vastly favors a snowball fight over pretty much everything else. And once it snows, he always makes sure to drag Sonic outside with him – whether said hedgehog wants to or not – to have a nice, clean (read: no holds barred) match.

This is the side of snow Sonic doesn't really mind; doesn't mean he likes it either, but his friends do, so there's not much he can really do. Besides, he could never really say no to a challenge.


Smokestep: I have nothing much to say, except for the fact that a lot (maybe about half or a little less than) of these chapters are Sonic-centric. The other characters do have their chance to shine, but there is quite an abundance of Sonic; but he is my favorite character, and I have the most experience writing for him and Tails, so what can you expect?

Anyhow, hope you enjoyed this first chapter! If you have any critique or praise for me, you know where to leave it (and I truly do appreciate it).