The plane was going awfully slow.
"I know, i know, this thing doesn't have much fuel, but, could you hurry up, Rote?"
"Sonic, calm down. I'm going as fast as I can... unless you want me to keep our fuel and go slower."
"No!" Sonic shrieked, nearly bumping into Tails, whose candy bar fell off the plane.
Tails held back tears, "Candy bar! You owe me a new one when we get back, Sonic!" the little fox kit shook a fist.
Sonic sighed.
"Sure, sure, just don't whine about it now. I'll get you TWO candy bars if you stop whining."
Sally broke the conversation with an unusually un-girly voice,
"It's not his fault, Sonic. he's only six."
Bunnie examined her robot arm, which, along with her robot legs, had been short-circuited since that incident.
"...ey...perhaps...?"
"Perhaps what?" Asked Rotor, not turning around.
"Maybe.. maybe it's a bad idea to let me go out and fight."
Rotor sighed,
"You won't be fightin' hon. you'll be with us because of Antoine."
Bunnie blushed.
Tails elbowed her, whispering, "You like Antwan, don't ya?"
the rabbot straightened her ears and tried her best to hide her tomato-red face.
"We're just friends, nothing more."
"So says the red queen." Tails giggled at the older female.
Antoine didn't stop shrieking like a banshee who lost her favorite toy.
What remained of his arm, the pain, oh, the pain. It was unbearable. It made walking on molten lava while hot iron nails jabbed under your already-bruised soles of feet seem like petting a tiny, soft kitten.
exhausted from the ear-shattering screech of pain, Antoine laid his head on the rock, staring at his bloody, crushed appendage.
he had to do something...but what? the sabre was still overhanging in the bag, and the poor coyote was too fatigued to reach for it.
slowly giving up to wallow in his tears, Antoine closed his eyes shut, hoping it was all just a bad dream, just a nightmare...but it all felt too real...
