Snow was dancing at the next point in time. The year had begun with those first couple of months of reaching back in hopes of recatching the jollier times. Now, the white stuff was just unwelcome.
Well… at least it made one hedgehog want to stay in the courthouse, which seems strange out of context.
In one room, said hedgehog was practically sweating rings. Or so it felt.
One moment, he thought he'd be running out his days on the wide open hills, cracking eggs and making them boil in their spots.
But at this present moment, he was grasping onto a manila folder as if it was the handle above a chasm of darkness.
He didn't even know why, but… there were certain shoes that even his bright red and buckled ones couldn't outmatch. He was even wearing a TIE, of all things.
But most importantly, he'd switch someone on death row with someone who actually had a sin on their back.
In another room, another hedgehog's lungs were practically chuckling already. It wasn't so much the snow that made this courthouse so comfy. He never thought he'd be here… and that made it even more of a pleasant surprise. A manila folder practically almost slipped from his fingers several times.
He never thought he'd be wearing a suit quite so warm in color, but hey. It was something once only seen in nightmares that would be donning him as he filled a certain pair of shoes.
Seeing somebody get what they deserved was something he had hoped wouldn't be such a constricting experience… but hey, this was somehow even more exciting.
Because he knew one thing for sure: brawn is sometimes the only answer, but brains can do everything and then some AND take someone's ego from them all in one sweeping moment.
A certain bright-eyed fox was already waiting on the podium. Never before had he felt so tall! He felt like the king of the world!
And he was still absorbing the last increments of the surprise that came washing toward him when he had first read the names of this case's defense attorney and prosecutor. He didn't see himself using the term "fate" too much, but OH boy, was it the epicenter now.
In this first case, it was to be discovered whether Chip was really the one who poisoned victim Ray the Flying Squirrel and sent him into a coma.
Of course, nobody really expected this trial to start with Sonic, attorney at law, shouting "SHADOW?!" at the top of his lungs.
Nobody expected Prosecutor Shadow to shout "SONIC?!" at the top of his own.
It was topped off with both of them looking up and shouting "TAILS?!"
One little story ties into another, one by one. The formalities could only last for those few seconds, though. They all had to get down to business.