Guess who's not dead?

Yes, it's me. Your (probable) favorite derpy seahorse. I'm trying to get into the swing of this again. Some events in my personal life have made me realize that I missed doing this. Granted, I wasn't the most popular writer out there, and my old stories make me cringe when I look at them, but hey, that's what you get when you have three more years of experience.

So, warning about this: It's more or less crack, basically. This was originally a weird rp me and a friend did a while back. Since then we've expanded upon it. We like to call it an abridged version because of this.

Happy Halloween Internet.


"Silver?"

"Yeah?"

"When I said I wanted blood for decorations, I didn't mean actual blood."

If there was one thing Sonic didn't like about Silver all that much, it's how he took things too literal. Him and the others were planning on having a haunted house this Halloween. As such, they needed creepy decorations. Sonic, despite knowing he shouldn't, asked Silver to help make blood splatters on the wall. In hindsight he shouldn't have asked, but Tails kept asking if he could make holograms even though he said no, because they really didn't need to send anyone to a psyche ward. Not after last year.

It was honestly a surprise the people that rented out the place did so.

The two hedgehogs were staring at the wall. Blood dripped down from the ceiling to the floor. Other walls simply had splatters, and the floor was no exception to it either. The only reason Sonic even knew it was real was because Silver had a spot of red on his chest fluff. Said person shrugged nonchalantly. "You said you wanted blood. Besides, it came from packaged meet. I didn't kill anyone this time."

"That's not the-never mind." Sonic sighed. "Just...go put your costume on. It's almost show time."

"Roger!"

Silver left, leaving Sonic behind to contemplate on how they were going to fix this particular mess.

"The hell is this?!"

...on second thought, perhaps his attention lied elsewhere.


Like I said, I'm trying to get into the swing of things again. It's short, it's sweet, and if people want more then I'll deliver.

Until next time!