100 Smashin' Ways
by AAR
Ordinary
Of no special quality or interest; unexceptional
Tails frowned at the ordinary looking box sitting in front of him, just itching to be taken apart. It was such a sad looking thing. The box was a simple cube with spider-web cracks and crudely screwed in bolts to hold the object within. But it was so more than that, Tails figured out quickly. The two-tailed fox began to looking more carefully at the cracks and saw that they were actually runes.
"And so the box isn't quite a box," sighed Tails, blue eyes looking apprehensive while he stared at the box Knuckles, of all people, gave to him.
I have no sarcastic comments today. :(