THUNDEROUS

    You flinch at the nickname BOOB. There’s a new one. You never knew that a singular human shame globe could be used as an insult, and such a brutal one. Ouch. Animals were never this cruel to you (but it’s probably because most of them were under your PSYCHIC CONTROL). You hope that this creature won’t bite you. You get injured enough.

     Earth? Where was that? The rodent didn’t recognize the name Alternia either, but the point got across, at the very least. An alien, then? If only she could capture him and bring him to the doctor... surely he’d be intrigued, right?

☠ warning: high voltage.

     She had noticed her own general electricity output had been low, ever since coming here. And it disturbed her. But, of course, there were ways for her to boost her energy. Surely ‘borrowing’ a little energy from elsewhere wouldn’t hurt, right? ... Unfortunately, even as she attempted to siphon some electricity from one of Sector 2′s many power plants, the output was still far too low.

“You would be surprised at how much a ‘small’ person as I can do when I’m in command of my forces, you... tsk.”

    You freeze. So this being could speak HUMAN LANGUAGE as well. You do not understand anything. You wish that you could have been given the ability to understand things rather than the ability to commune with animals who you cannot even comprehend. Or maybe, the bestower of blessings assumed that you would develop COMMON SENSE as a placeholder. You shrink at the shouts of the other. It’s as if you’re back in your FOUR WHEEL DEVICE.

     The chinchilla squints angrily at the other.

“Tell me about it!”

     What an utterly bizarre person. Upon closer inspection, he clearly wasn’t human-- much like she wasn’t. A bull of some kind? ... Wait, no, his name was ‘Big Bull’ apparently. Of course he was. His sincerity was enough to make her regard her own words with some thought, at any rate-- not having expected such a reply from the other.

    You enjoy the abundance of animals in the city, but not really the ANTHROPOMORPHIC ones of GRAY AREAS. Even if one of your friends is of the same nature, you cannot help but find them slightly scary. Are they animals? Are they humans? You don’t know. Everything is ALIEN to you. You do not even try to commune with them.

     Thunderbolt had been receiving quite a few stairs. A few ‘adorable’ comments sprinkled here and there, amid various others with her being called a rat, among other things. ... Really, by now, the chinchilla was getting worn out by how much yelling she had spouted off as such imbeciles.

The faint smell of ozone and burnt air hit Big Bull’s snout, causing it to crinkle and twitch, he recalled the smell from all the lightning based attacks he braved himself through back home. The weather showed no sign of an impending thunderstorm, so it had to be coming from another source of electricity. The smell was faint, even for his nose, but Big Bull felt tempted to follow it to its source. He marched forward at a brisk jog, sniffing the air every so often to keep on its trail. Soon enough he found its source: a small, stout, rodent-like creature. Big Bull smiled and bent down to tap their shoulder.

     With a crackle, Thunderbolt flinched-- turning towards the other with a clearly meek expression to her. However, just as quickly as the other had approached her, the chinchilla’s expression changed.

Egg Boss Thunderbolt from the Archie Sonic the Hedgehog comics reporting here!