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Just A Little Something... [Open]
After finally getting around that annoying creature, Sonic decided to put his priorities in order: if he was going to hang around on that ship any longer, he was going to need supplies. HIS kind of supplies.
Which is probably why, at the moment, one could see Sonic leading a few people with what looks like a big fridge and enough chili, hot dogs and hot dog buns to feed an army.
"It's about time we had some quality food on this ship. Well, quality for me, at least." Sonic said. "It's been ages since I had a decent chili dog. That wasn't faked."
Which is probably why, at the moment, one could see Sonic leading a few people with what looks like a big fridge and enough chili, hot dogs and hot dog buns to feed an army.
"It's about time we had some quality food on this ship. Well, quality for me, at least." Sonic said. "It's been ages since I had a decent chili dog. That wasn't faked."
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And man, were his senses going off.
Stopping as he watched the glorious procession of cholesterol go by, he started following along beside them. "Hey, there enough there to share?" he inquired, begging-est grin on display.
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A beat. "Well, if everyone doesn't hog it all!"
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"Chilidogs, huh? You have good taste. Stocked up myself, though I also had to blow some cash on parts," he sighed. Not that he regretted those purchases, though- he was glad to have new parts to tinker with.
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"Hey, so you planning on having a party or something?"
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He totally didn't have any ulterior motives for this, or anything. Totally.