Well. This was embarrassing. But it wasn't like I wasn't used to this treatment.
I'd been used to being shoved into capsules for a while. S'not like the jerk I see regularly hasn't tried that before. But this time, none of my friends were here to bail me out.
My quills were jammed against the glass. It didn't really hurt, but it didn't feel great, either.
I groaned as my captor threw me around everywhere like some sort of doll out of money. That was the only reason he captured me anyway. He didn't try to hide it, either. Before I knew it I was thrown into a chair, still in the glass container. I groaned again. I was being "registered" by a lady with red hair who looked like she really didn't have time for this.
"Rejected." She spoke. I sent my hyperactive captor a glare.
"Told'ja! I'm pretty well known around here!"
"WHAAAT?! BUT… QT DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THIS GUY! NEITHER DID MY SHIP'S COMPUTER!" The kidnapper shouted at me. He moved around in a really over the top fashion, using his hands and… in a way, his entire body to point at me. His face was all distorted like he just ate somethin' awful, too.
"Sorry, Dandy~ But this little guy here is Sonic. As for his classification, it's… a little confusing."
"Just call me Sonic the Hedgehog!" I spoke to the staffer who was just trying to get this crazy guy outta here, and maybe get me free, "Saves you a lotta time, trust me!"
I looked over at Dandy, and he was speechless in shock. No matter how much he needed the money, I really wasn't happy about being kidnapped on my day out with Amy. She asked, and now I'll get a hammer to the face if she didn't see this Elvis wannabe take me away. Uugghhh.
"I—… I… I…" He turned around, clutching a fist and mumbling something he didn't want us and the registration girl hearing. "When I get my hands on that damn lying, freeloader of a feline, I swear…!"
We heard it anyway.
"Feline…?" I asked. Was he talkin' about that cat-eyed string cheese crew member he had? This guy was seriously crazy….