Episode I

Silver walked through the halls of the museum, stalking the tiled floors of boredom and annoyance. He was bored. There was nothing to do.

Absently, he lifted a lollipop with his psychic powers and unwrapped it. He let it fall by deactivating his powers and caught the paper-wrapped stick in his hand and put it in his mouth, huffing. Was there honestly nothing better for a gifted child like himself to use his powers for?

Obviously not. Silver continued to stare at the floor. Everyday it was the same old thing. He'd come to know these paintings like old friends, but they could never talk back to him. "You guys are great," he said aloud in passing. "Beautiful, all of you, but I need something…more."

He paused and looked up to find a sign. Little did he know that this very sign was the answer to his plea. Silver squinted at the strange calligraphy and deciphered this message:

"Brand new "A Day in the Past" exhibit under construction," he read. "Expected to be up this November. Hmmm." Silver peered behind the sign into the room behind it. There was plastic overtop pretty much everything and black arrows paraded on the floor like some crazy theme park ride. "Well, it is under construction." He sighed deeply and then stepped over the ropes restraining him from going in.

He didn't really care if he got caught, because that would only make his day more interesting. And he'd kill for an interesting day, even if that meant getting kicked out of the museum. Hey, they couldn't keep him out forever.

As if he'd set off a trigger, the room turned black and was suddenly relit by a black light, like a nightclub. He looked down at himself, his body now a bright mixture of neon blues, oranges, greens, and pinks, and listened to the voiceovers.

"Welcome to "A Day in the Past"," Announced a kindly robotic version of a woman's voice. "Please follow the glowing arrows-" right on cue, the arrows on the floor lit up, their lights dancing like miniature disco balls. "-to start your journey."

Silver made a face. He didn't feel like walking through an unfinished exhibit. But, maybe this attraction would make so much noise, it would alert a guard.

Silver jogged through the exhibit, passing by all of the unfinished models of his dear planet's past, and too soon came upon the end. The lights clicked on again and Silver blinked as his pupils met the harsh lighting. What he found, though, made his day slightly more enjoyable.

A blue creature was trapped within an off-white and pale blue ice coffin. His body was stretched out in a strange and painful-looking position, his eyebrows furrowed over his closed eyelids. It appeared as if he was in pain, his mouth slightly ajar as if he'd been shouting or speaking.

Silver was instantly intrigued by this handsome creature frozen in ice, and suddenly had much pity for it. "Poor thing," he cooed, a pout crossing his face. He read the caption. "Blue hedgehog found encased in ice." Wow. Even the scientists didn't know much about it! Silver examined the tan-and-blue-furred hedgehog thoroughly before deciding to take it home with him.

Stretching his hand out towards the ice coffin, he tested to see if there was a kind of force field around it, protecting the artifact from his capable powers. There wasn't. "Well," Silver chuckled. "They did say it was under construction." And so, concentrating very hard on his newly-acquired trophy, Silver concentrated on carrying the coffin home and releasing the hedgehog within.