A/N: Well, I'm finally continuing this fanfiction that's postponed for almost eternity .. First off, I'm changing a few assets of the character Poppy, whom is supposedly a four year old girl. Hm, I suppose at the age of four they should speak some common English.
Anyway, there also must be a reason why the ghosts are mean to Poppy… right? How could people be cruel to children without a reason? Shitty or not? Well, the shitty reason is because of the female ghost, supposedly. The ghosts aren't too cruel (unlike how I shittly made in the old story.)… hm, maybe not at all, just a bunch of jerky brothers, you know? And think of Poppy as the character child Agnes from Despicable Me, and then it'll become more understandable with the character's personality. Besides, they both are identical :) appearance and personality wise :D
Another thing to mention, the ghosts might have actual names that'll be addressed within the chapter- things will be added and removed to help character development.
So, I announce a new chapter, though, I have to review Sonic Unleashed (man, I haven't played that game in ages!) and try to see where the story will lead. Enjoy your reading!
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Poppy and Sonic's Adventure
Chapter One: Life as It Is
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''Can I have a cookie?''
''No.''
''Please?''
''No.''
''Pleeeeease? Please?'' ''Poppy I said no, and no means no!'' The young girl instinctively shrunk inside her wooden chair with a frown smeared across her face. Folded arms, back hunched she kicked the table leg, ''why not…?'' she pouted. Across the extravagant decorated table was her sister, Luna, who was busying analyzing multiple photos of scared humans sprawled practically everywhere. Her head tilted upwards with a brief annoyance that flashed through her blue eyes, ''because you just had a lollipop, and if you're not careful then you're going to get sick.'' She scolded.
''But I can't get sick!'' Poppy retorted as she sniffled lightly. Short hair swayed when Poppy turned her head in an upset manner and Luna sighed. Why her sissy so mean? All she wanted was another cookie, but noo… she's going to get sick she says. ''Yes, you can… you're not entirely like me, remember?'' ''I only had five pieces of candy! It wasn't many!''
''It's one too many.''
''…mm…'' Luna sighed in frustration and tried to block out the whimpers echoing from her little sister. Why did she have to carry the burden for this annoying child? She's not even fully dead, well, not yet. ''I wanna coookiee…'' Poppy whined, tears threatened to spill from her brown eyes.
Ignore it, ignore her whining and you'll be okay.
Luna tried to remain focus on the pictures in front of her, though, things were becoming a tad bit difficult with all the sniffling and hiccupping. Hissing quietly Luna snaps up to meet Poppy's tearful gaze. A burning brown meet fiery blue. ''Fine, you can have a cookie if you only be quiet! I'm trying to study.'' The little girl didn't exactly look like any of them, she was more of her own person- yet, she have some form of an ability just like them. The red that was forming on Poppy's pale cheeks dispersed instantly, replaced with a giddy pink blush when she grinned. ''Yay!'' Both of her fists pumped up in the air, but because of a long black sleeve shirt it hidden her hands, overlapping over her whole arms.
Unlike Luna, Poppy didn't appear transparent, nor was she floating. What's identical?
Poppy pushed herself away from the table, and then paused looking at her sister. ''Where's the cookie?'' She asked, dusting specks off her gigantic black shirt that covered her knees, leaving her small knees and bare little feet. Luna groaned loudly and placed the pictures back onto the table… ''…c'mon, I'll show you.'' She floated out of her princess chair and hovered across the floor, her hand reaching out the child. Poppy reached for Luna's hand and with a gentle grip, she held onto her eldest sister's hand.
This lately have been frequent notions, especially since it's coming around Halloween month. Building tantrums, crying spells over petty things, and the constant begging of attention. Luna isn't sure why, but it's have been bothersome for her and her buddy's- they can't even concentrate taking pictures properly with Poppy whining all the time. Though, for four years giving her sister the care and attention she needs, in all truths, Luna was getting tired of it. However, she'll never utter a word about this issue.
Only two, two things Poppy are that's matched with Luna's blood. A tiny, pink heart marked against the right of her cheek, and she only has one ability that's understandable to the ghosts. Overall, Poppy and her are nothing alike.
''La la lala… lalala!'' Creating a happy tune, Poppy skipped, holding hands with Luna who guided her out of the room and towards the dark kitchen. For someone who so cheerful, Poppy can drain the cheerfulness out of Luna. ''Alright, after you have your cookie you're going to play inside your room, okay?'' Tensing immediately, the girl halted as she gasped, staring at Luna fearfully, ''b-but I don' like to be in there…'' she mumbled, ''it's dark an' scary…'' Luna released Poppy's hand and placed both on her hips.
This again. ''Listen, I'm busy right now and I really don't have time to be bothered. If you don't want to be in your room then go play with your brothers.'' ''But they are mean to me!'' Poppy stomped her foot, offended, and shook her head. ''Well then tell them I said stop being mean.''
''I did! And they pushed me into my room!''
''Then go play with your toys.'' This had been the fifth argument this year Luna had been faced with… and it's getting annoying. ''But I wanna play with someone…!'' ''Then go play with your rag doll! I'm busying and don't have time! Now do you want a cookie or not?!'' Poppy sniffed looking away as she rubbed her eyes and nodded. Luna huffed, flying towards to the top cabinet, gripped the handle and swung one side open to find a large, blue jar. Both hands placed on each side, Luna floated down to Poppy's level and opened the jar, ''yay! Cookie!'' She squealed and clapped her hands in excitement. Luna rolled her eyes, ''pick only one.'' The little girl already dug her hand inside the jar, and whipped out with an oatmeal raisin. The ghost girl closed the jar with its lid and placed it on top of the dusty counter.
''Okay, you have your cookie, now go play.''
''Thank you sissy!'' Pitter-patters of feet came from the girl as she ran through the darkened wall. A white flash appeared rather quick- its aura lingering behind Poppy before the white faded, leaving nothing behind. Luna clicked her teeth, folding her arms and raised her eyebrow. How stupid could Luna be? When she promised mother she would sacrifice herself for Poppy? Now she'll have to take care of the kid for… she don't know, eternity? ''Why me?'' She mumbled. However, Poppy isn't an entire nuisance… she's actually a genuine sweetie when she's not crying. Luna smiled, ''she can make someone smile if she wants.'' A laugh escaped from her lips, the ghost girl flew out of the kitchen through the walls. Hm, she must remember tell the other two to start being nice to Poppy.
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Rain poured again the window, creating a soothing lullaby with the moon shining through the dark clouds. Sitting at the table were her friends waiting for tea and cookies. The moonlight bloomed through the window, creating light- only dimly for long curtains swayed lazily at the window. ''Would you like some more tea Mr. Yum Yum? Of course Mary, you'll receive some tea in a moment.'' A raggedly bunny sat in small stool, a doll in a chair and a large bear sat on the floor in the center. Poppy grabbed the glass pitcher and slowly tilted the edge in her bunny's direction, ''uh huh, uh huh… wow! I didn't know you went to rainieland! Did you catch the culprits that stole the diamond?'' She waited for the bunny to reply.
She gasped with hands on her cheeks. ''That's terrible! Did you hear that Mary? They got away! And you almost had em' too. Well, I got a cookie to make you feel better.'' Poppy clasped her hands together and grinned.
The bunny fell over.
''Oh no! Yum-Yum, you hurt yourself!'' Panic had settled when Poppy rushed towards Yum-Yum, fearing possibly the worst for the bunny. Instantly she sat on her knees and scooped the bunny into her arms, ''Yum-Yum, please be okay…'' The girl whispered as tears prickled her eyes. She held the bunny tightly until… ''that's okay! I'm fine, still tough an' strong!'' Imitating a deep voice and held the stuff toy at her face, Poppy grunted a few words from the toy. The girl blinked in surprise and beamed, ''Yum-Yum! You're okay! Everyone was scared you hurt yourself!''
''No need to worry about me everyone! Now where's the cookie?'' Towards the dingy tea table, Poppy plopped the toy back into its seat while she began break the cookie into small pieces. ''Oh I'm so excited to eat your famous cookie!'' Poppy squealed higher to match genuine expressions of the redhead doll. ''Oh Dolly, I'm happy that you like my cookies so much.'' Hand waved in flattery as the girl giggled, continuing to break parts of the cookie. Broken crumbs laid everywhere at the table, but that didn't matter, what was important is that she and her friends were enjoying eachothers company. Passing the plates to each toy until all received a portion Poppy finally rested in her pink, Disney Princess chair and held her wine glass (which she borrowed) filled with apple juice high. Poppy never felt so proud before… she's actually going to make a toast!
''I want to thank each and every one of you guys that came to tea time…'' A long pause ensued afterward. Hm… well, what is her toast going to be about? Poppy mused briefly, ''You are my favorite friends in the whole wide world! A-and I could never ask for any better…'' Though, throughout this year… it… it made the child yearn for something.
Something. She wasn't sure what though, ''You made me happy when I'm down, made smile when I frown… and… uh… yeah! You guys are my bestest of best friends! And so with me being nice I decided to celebrate a new year of good friendship with cookie and juice! Cheers!'' The motionlessness of inanimate objects bothered her slightly.
…
''Aren't you guys going to drink your juice?'' In all truths, she knew deep down they weren't going to reply, but she constantly hoped that maybe, maybe they could speak up for once. The wine glass left alone the child grabbed Dolly's hand, ''o-oh… of course Ms. Poppy! I was just… thinking! T-that's all.'' ''oh really…?'' Something was very fishy going on here. Narrowing brown eyes gazed at the red doll's direction, ''are you lying to me? Is the reason why you didn't drink your juice because you think it's poisoned?'' Dolly has been drinking juice multiple times! What's the difference here?
''N-nothing! Honestly, I promise!'' Anger flared through her veins, creating a red hue upon her face as black hairs on her neck stood tall. How could Dolly lie to her like that? Actually, how could all of them lie to her? She hates it when they lie to her! Pushing the doll away and turned her head to avoid Dolly's stare. ''You are lying.'' Poppy stated and stomped her feet in an angry fit, ''you never drink anything I give you and nor do you eat anything I give you.''
''B-but the ghosts don't eat anything!'' Voice reach it's highest brim- it cracked, and so as well Poppy. ''That's a big fat lie! Because I get hungry and eat and I'm ghosty too! Why can't you just eat my food? I…'' A stifle sob bubbled from Poppy's throat. So much for her friends making her happy when she's about to cry… ''I just… want…'' What does she want? Poppy doesn't know but she do craves attention most of the time… and wants playtime… and…
''I just want… to talk…'' She shoves her face in her sleeves- covering her shame and tears. Ever since last year, something felt missing, empty that Poppy desperately tried to fill the void with… but nothing seemed to fulfilling, whatever she tried, nothing seemed to cope with the unlikeable feeling of loneliness. Her family is her life, her everything, something that she can't live without, though, with all the old time movies Poppy watched with fascination… sometimes… sometimes her family don't really act like a family at all. They're weird, and she never had a mother or father… just a big sister and two brothers- yet, why do her brothers like getting kisses from her big sister? She doesn't remember from Disney movies that the princesses would kiss their siblings.
As a toddler, Luna took care of her along side of Lenny and Finny- but the brothers never liked it. Poppy remembered that Luna loved having her in the ghost's arms… loved playing with her too. What changed? Now Luna gives more admiration to pictures of those weird, funny looking people than Poppy, and then Lenny and Finny started being mean to her. And then began ordering her in this dark room with stuff animals as her comfort. The child's hiccups were echoing throughout the room, the sleeves useless and damp from her fat tears. Weakly, the young girl shuffled over to her dull bed, climbing on top and plunked her body on the bed. She sniffed and bit her lip.
Poppy was becoming tired of the same old thing; same old toys that would never respond to her, same ghosts that won't participate in tea time and Luna always being uncaring. Wrapping arms around herself, the girl whimpered. It's okay, I'm going to be okay… I'll find something to do. The dark always scared the little girl senseless, and with her friends living as objects… it creeps her out sometimes.
FLASH! BOOM!
A burst of lightening cracked against her window along with a deafening sound a thunder earned a shrill scream from the girl. Immediately the covers torn from the bed and Poppy shoved herself underneath the blanket, curling into a small ball. Soon, a soft wail aroused. She was also afraid of thunder; just something about it frightened her deeply… ''I just wanna be okay… I'm okay… '' All she wants is her brothers to spend some time with her, and her sister to express the love that she once had and wish that the darkness could just go away. Shivering in fear Poppy held the blanket even tighter in hopes of dwindling her fear-
CRACK! FLASH!
The girl whimpered and coughed. It's seems like it'll be a while before the thunder clamors.
The door creaked open eerily and Poppy sensed someone was near. ''Eh, little squeak?'' Oh… it's Lenny.
''What?'' Her voiced was muffled underneath the covers, ''Luna told me to check up on you… and I heard you squeal so… are you fine?'' ''Mmph.'' Poppy wasn't interested in talking, it's better hiding from the cruel strikes of thunder. The blanket she held tightly to ripped away from her, leaving Poppy completely vulnerable. ''H-hey! Gimmie'!'' She cried with her hand outreached for her missing blanket.
What appeared in front is her brother Lenny. Pretty white and transparent, slender and smooth with a pointy nose that matched his slender deadpan amber eyes, ''seriously, how snottiest can you be?'' Eyes rolled and tossed the dark pink blanket at the child. ''Anyway, you look fine… but are you alright? If you are then I can leave.'' Lenny flicks the end of his red scarf over his neck, staring lazily at the girl. Poppy pouted at Lenny, ''that's mean.'' She mumbled.
''I think I heard that over twenty times… yeah I don't think that's anything new.'' Poppy could never understand why he have to use sly comments and rude remarks just to get his point across, ''w-where Finny?'' Her brother was busy looking at his thin fingers to notice her and when he finally did Lenny's arrogant face darkened. ''That asshole is getting smooched by my Luna.''
''Oh.'' It was a simple thought.
''Yeah, whatever. Anyway, I'll be leavi-''
''Wait!'' This could possibly be her chance! Her only chance to have some time with her brother. The ghost halted, head slightly turned, ''what?Can't you see that I'm busy?'' He said rudely, Poppy smiled faintly, ''c-c-can you stay with me?'' She asked.
''…'' One eyebrow widely arched, lips churned and face contorted in a are you freaking serious? Way. ''Not really.'' Reply quick and easy, yet wasn't so simple for the young girl.
''Why nooooooooot?'' Poppy whined, curling her hands into fists. The ghost shrugged, ''not interested.''
''Stay!''
''No.''
''Staaaaaay…!'' Poppy used this tactic all the time and it usually works. Poppy whined and pounded her fists on the bed, ''please please please please please please-'' ''ALRIGHT!'' Lenny bellowed, a hand pressed against his forehead. He glared at her before snorting, ''you better owe me.'' he muttered and pushed Poppy lightly onto the bed, ''move aside.'' He ordered and Poppy obediently did so. The girl felt a wave of excitement rushing through her body, giggles erupting from her lips. This is a rarest moments when her brothers actually care about her! Just thinking about it gives her tingles in her stomach,
She snuggled under the blanket as she watched Lenny slide himself next beside her. ''Yay.'' She murmured and tried to nestle close to Lenny- only to be push away, ''don't touch me.'' She frowned.
''Why not?''
''Because I don't like getting near anyone.'' Poppy knew that it wasn't true.
''I'm not fat.'' Such an innocent statement earned a chuckle from her brother, ''yeah, yeah, sure. Just sleep.''
…
''Lenny?''
''What?''
Poppy moved closer to the inhumane, faint being. ''Did you really want to check up on me?'' ''No, but I didn't want to see Luna lips plastered all over my goddamn brother, so I decided to pick the odds.'' She didn't exactly understand, but nodded regardless. Another flash of lightening and Poppy squeaked and quickly grabbed her covers, shoving herself underneath them. ''Hey! You're taking most of the blanket.'' With a harsh yank, Lenny ripped the covers away from the girl.
''Hey! I want some too!'' The chilling air made the child shiver.
''Well tough luck, you asked me to stay and this is a price.'' Poppy huffed and folded her arms. ''Meanie.''
''Yeah, I get it… now go to sleep, it's been a long day.'' Doing absolutely nothing except playing with her toys and annoying her sister.
''…Lenny?''
''What?''
''Can you tell me a bedtime story?''
''NO.''
Silence.
…
…
…
''…Lenny?''
''What is it now?'' ''I'm cold… '' A grunt, she felt the ghost shift with a famine part of the blanket- which she happily accepted. The girl felt perfectly comfortable now with her blanket and brother beside her.
…
''Lenny?'' She heard a low, soft growl, and then instantly Lenny's annoyed, hard face was met with Poppy's happy, curious one. ''What. Is. It? Seriously, I'm starting to regret being here with you.'' He hissed- and then frozen at the soft peck of the child's lips on his cheek. ''I love you big brother.''
''…Whatever, just go to sleep.'' He requested softly.
''Okay. You love me too?''
''…Sure.''
''Yes?''
''If I say yes then will you please just shut the hell up?'' Poppy nodded. Lenny huffed, turning his back towards her… ''then yes…'' That was good enough for Poppy.
A/N: Well, hope you guys are happy. It's honestly been a very long time since I've written this fanfiction, I mean, seriously I barely know the Sonic Unleashed plotline anymore :\ and that's pretty embarrassing to admit. Also, I've changed up the character's personalities because I thought it would be more adorable and less ''pity my sob story'' like I did… few years ago… *Ahem* Sonic and Chip will be entering the story in about… I don't know, next three chapters? I'm trying to giving my OC and the background characters more insight for better development and to create empathy for Poppy. Overall, tell me how the story is! Love to read your opinion and view.