"Doctor Genius"

Here I will post ART, character LORE and MORE!

so called wife.

playing around w her hair styles and such to make it match what i have irl

Grounder immediately perked up

“Ooh, sometimes I take Birdie on picnics! I prepare all the food myself, and then we go on a hike!” He puffed up proudly. “Usually I can store it all in my trusty storage compartment until we find a comfy spot to settle down and eat after our nice, long walk!”

“Of course I can! I remember it like it was yesterday~. Birdie swooned.

“We actually got married twice. Once where he wore the tux, and I wore the dress, and then again where I got to wear the tux and he got to wear the dress! He was the most beautiful groom in all of Mobius, both times!” She gushed “We actually had it all planned out ahead of time!”

“Sure, it wasn’t the most extravagant… but it was enough for what we needed it to be. We decided to skip the drama with Scratch and had Coconuts be our official witness instead. I’m just glad that Scratch didn’t attempt to steal the spotlight for once, but I think he knows I would’ve had his beak crushed into a million pieces if he even dared to try anything on his brother and I’s special day.”

“Our sweet baby, Mole, was our ring bearer, Breezie was my maid of honour, Scratch somehow got himself promoted to best man and even Robotnik himself took on a couple of roles in the wedding. The old man would never admit it, but he does have a bit of a soft spot.”

“My sweet Grounder had such a hard time getting ready, he was practically sweating bullets, poor guy. He kept fudging up his tie. I was called in from the dressing room to come in and help him out because those other two imbeciles couldn’t figure out how to work it either. I got him all sorted out though, and even took a flower from my bouquet and made a quick little boutonnière out of it for him. We were so cute that day.”

“As you can probably imagine, Breezie wasn’t too happy with the boys. She’s a bit of a traditionalist that way. She argued that Grounder wasn’t supposed to see me until the ceremony, but I was pretty unbothered. If anything, I just wanted to kiss the anxious look off his face, but we weren’t allowed to do that until the ceremony either.” She rolled her eyes.

“I still remember our vows, and how both of us had to resist the urge to bawl like babies. At first we hugged, not just as partners or as husband and wife, but as longtime teammates. And then we kissed…”

“The preparation was the most chaotic part, as most things in Robotnik’s Base are, but the reception was absolutely gorgeous. We had a lovely time, even if I did end up having sore feet after Grounder had repeatedly ran them over during our first dance together.” She chuckled warmly “Coconuts kept having things to say at the podium, and we just let him talk. Grounder and I couldn’t care less, we were married finally, that’s all that mattered to us in the long run.”

“The night had blurred into early morning hours when Grounder and I had finally managed to make our escape, heading to the roof for a shared bottle of wine and a conversation. The stars were beautiful that night, shining just for us. I’ll never forget what he said to me.”

“This is the best fate that a Badnik could have”

“Technically?” Birdie rubbed the base of her neck awkwardly, “that would’ve been Scratch! But hear me out first… it happened a couple months after I had just started working under Robotnik’s wing as his newest employee.

“Things were going smoothly. I was adjusting to my new role fabulously, and I made for quite the effective addition to the team. I stayed in my lane, they stayed in theirs… for the most part.” Birdie sighed wistfully, running a wing through her hair. “Oh, if only it weren’t for Grounder, the ever punctual Grounder, stumbling in as he usually does. Dropping everything in the process. You’ve got to hand it to him, he’s got the ‘dramatic entrance’ thing down-pact. I, of course, ran over to help him. I remember the scene going something like this:”

“Ugh, you’re too kind to that bozo! He’ll never learn how to take care of himself if you keep babying him by picking up after him every time he falls!” Scratch sneered.

Birdie just rolled her eyes at him. “There’s a difference between ‘babying’ someone and helping out your partner.” She scoffed, hoisting Grounder up off the floor before setting him back down on his own two treads, ensuring he was stable before letting go.

Scratch narrowed his eyes incredulously. He immediately noticed how Birdie’s wing seemed to linger on Grounder’s back. And the use of the word partner? Oh, that’s rich. He decided to tease her a little bit, just to have some fun with the ‘new recruit’: “Ohoho, I see what’s going on here. Partner, eh? You? The dainty, delicate swan lady? Shacking up with that incompetent bolts for brains? Please.” He snorted. “That’d be the day…”

Grounder frowned, not understanding his brother’s harsh words. “Hey, what’s that supposed’ta mean? You got a problem with that?”

Birdie immediately tensed up, her feathers ruffling. She blinked once, then again. “Pardon me? I mean… what told you we’re ‘shacking up’? Grounder and I?”She said nervously, trying to play it cool despite her internal temperature rising a degree.

“Ohh, new girl’s blushing! HA! You should see the look on your face! You totally like her too, don’t you, Grounder?! Just admit it! You and the new girl!” Scratch erupted into laughter, undoubtedly amused by the mere thought of them as a couple.

“Like her?” Grounder glanced between Scratch and Birdie. “I don’t just ‘like’ her, Scratch. I like her. She’s nice to me. Something you wouldn’t understand!” He jabbed a finger at his brother accusingly.

Birdie choked on air, briefly stunned by his abrupt confession. They had been flirtatious, yes, but this… this was something else entirely. Confessing. To each other. In front of him? She thought she’d drop dead for sure!

Scratch wheezed. “I wouldn’t understand?! What do you mean ‘I wouldn’t understand’?! Like you would be any the wiser, I doubt you even know how to properly court a lady, numbskull!”

Grounder puffed up, his brother’s mockery only fuelling his determination “Well- I can learn! Then I’ll show you! Right, Birdie?!” He looked at her expectantly, reaching for her hand

“Oh, ah— that’s right! Yup!” Birdie’s cheeks blazed a pretty red hue. She wrapped her wing around Grounder’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, gazing down at him with unmistakable adoration.

“I’ll court you properly like he says, and you can keep calling me your partner. I like it when you do that.”