Alright, I will need you to sit down then. Careful now.
[After some time of looking up stitching methods and remembering what the "source material" looked like, the work began. Silver the "real deal" was kind of a grouch, but it wasn't clear if giving certain expression would change the plush's demeanor, so it was decided to give it a smile.]
[The plushy buddy has gained a small side smirk akin to Sonic's.]
Not knowing what sit down meant, it flops to the floor, almost like a ragdoll. It sees how Cobalt is positioned as they watched TV, then sat up accordingly.
It is still as you went to work.
Once you were done, it felt around its muzzle until it found its new mouth. It doesn't know what to think as it can't see your handiwork.












