Post by taisky on Jul 7, 2008 17:59:50 GMT -5
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As the friends ventured into Turnbuckle Forest, darkness wrapped around them like a thick blanket with small holes cut in for air. There was no dirt path anymore, years of avoidance had seen to that, so the group had no clue as to where they were or as to which direction they should take. To pass the time, everybody did something a little different. Stripes hummed tune, Manic tapped any rock or tree stump he could find with a pair of drumsticks, Tania was busy thinking of ways to scare the fur off of Rouge, while the female bat herself was flying through the air, keeping an eye out for signs of any possible treasure.
After about an hour of walking, Stripes came to a stop, and everybody halted as well. Manic kept playing 'Chopsticks' on a tree stump with his drumsticks out of lack of other songs he knew. He had already tapped them all out while walking, and it was obvious that this was annoying him because he was tapping out the song as slowly as possible.
"Something's not quite right here," Stripes said, lost in thought. "We've been here before, I'm sure of it." Years of life on the run with Manic had made Stripes accustomed to how to tell direction and time from wherever he was by judging the sky and air currents.
"How do you know?" Tania asked, slumping down on the stump Manic had finally stopped tapping. "Everything in this bloody forest looks the same! If we don't get out of here soon, I'm gonna have myself a bat BBQ."
Rouge would have liked to smack Tania silly if she hadn't been so tired from flying, so she suffised with a mumbled, "Screw you."
"Why," Tania remarked slyly, "When I'm the screwdriver?" Rouge didn't even bother with a witty retort.
"I know," Stripes explained, "because the clouds are in the same position as they were about 20 minutes ago. Of course," he added, "It also helps that for everytime Manic taps a tree with those sticks, it leaves a series of indents on the tree. Think of them like breadcrumbs from 'Hanzel and Gretel'."
"Hanzel and who?" Manic asked. Apparently he hadn't heard the story, but Stripes was far to tired to answer the question.
"Guess we're taking a break," he said, punching a tree. A series of apples fell upon Rouge's head.
"That's no way to treat a lady!" she complained, wiping residue off of herself.
"Sorry, I didn't plan it that way. I was just seeing what would fall down, to be honest."
"I like the new look!" Tania joked. "You have too much white fur. Dye it red and we can pass you off as a female Knuckles!"
"Why I outta-"Rouge started when somebody shouted out in the distance.
"Did somebody call my name?!"
*o-O Who could it be?! XD If you don't know, then shame on you. And you thought I was gonna leave you with an only-boring piece. ^^*
As the friends ventured into Turnbuckle Forest, darkness wrapped around them like a thick blanket with small holes cut in for air. There was no dirt path anymore, years of avoidance had seen to that, so the group had no clue as to where they were or as to which direction they should take. To pass the time, everybody did something a little different. Stripes hummed tune, Manic tapped any rock or tree stump he could find with a pair of drumsticks, Tania was busy thinking of ways to scare the fur off of Rouge, while the female bat herself was flying through the air, keeping an eye out for signs of any possible treasure.
After about an hour of walking, Stripes came to a stop, and everybody halted as well. Manic kept playing 'Chopsticks' on a tree stump with his drumsticks out of lack of other songs he knew. He had already tapped them all out while walking, and it was obvious that this was annoying him because he was tapping out the song as slowly as possible.
"Something's not quite right here," Stripes said, lost in thought. "We've been here before, I'm sure of it." Years of life on the run with Manic had made Stripes accustomed to how to tell direction and time from wherever he was by judging the sky and air currents.
"How do you know?" Tania asked, slumping down on the stump Manic had finally stopped tapping. "Everything in this bloody forest looks the same! If we don't get out of here soon, I'm gonna have myself a bat BBQ."
Rouge would have liked to smack Tania silly if she hadn't been so tired from flying, so she suffised with a mumbled, "Screw you."
"Why," Tania remarked slyly, "When I'm the screwdriver?" Rouge didn't even bother with a witty retort.
"I know," Stripes explained, "because the clouds are in the same position as they were about 20 minutes ago. Of course," he added, "It also helps that for everytime Manic taps a tree with those sticks, it leaves a series of indents on the tree. Think of them like breadcrumbs from 'Hanzel and Gretel'."
"Hanzel and who?" Manic asked. Apparently he hadn't heard the story, but Stripes was far to tired to answer the question.
"Guess we're taking a break," he said, punching a tree. A series of apples fell upon Rouge's head.
"That's no way to treat a lady!" she complained, wiping residue off of herself.
"Sorry, I didn't plan it that way. I was just seeing what would fall down, to be honest."
"I like the new look!" Tania joked. "You have too much white fur. Dye it red and we can pass you off as a female Knuckles!"
"Why I outta-"Rouge started when somebody shouted out in the distance.
"Did somebody call my name?!"
*o-O Who could it be?! XD If you don't know, then shame on you. And you thought I was gonna leave you with an only-boring piece. ^^*