Don't spit in Zappix's Cola

[€l SonikkÜ]

"GAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

Well, this was Sonic's town. Anything was possible, and everything that was possible most likely would happen at one point or another. Strange and exciting things happened every day, Westopolis just wouldn't be Westopolis without it.

That's why none of the pedestrians really thought much of it when a man in a ripped up and dirty chicken costume came bolting down the side-walk in absolute terror. His eyes were wide and pupils mear dots as he moved with endless adrinilen-pumped energy down the sidewalk, bowling over anything and everybody in his way as he screamed at the top of his lungs. "LEAVE ME ALONE YOU HEDGEHOG FROM HELL!"

A young hedgehog tore around the corner, slidding a bit on his black shoes as he dashed after the chicken restaraunt mascot. His black fur was broken only by golden yellow streaks over the tops of his quills, and amber eyes to match. And right now, those amber eyes were burning in hatred and his ears were flattened as he continued the persuit. There was only one problem...

"Get..-pant- get back here you dirty... -pant-...piece of dump..." Zappix put a fore-arm on the side of the train station, lowering his head and drawing in loud, deep breaths, his chest heaving. Well, that had been a huge waste of time. He had chased this chicken-man half-way across West Central because of an old grudge. Well, that "smoked poltery" wouldn't be spitting in HIS cola any time soon at least. But it really was a bummer, he could be back with Sonic, teasing him and that girl about her admitted crush on him. Zappix could be having more fun than this, tearing somebody's confidence down.

But hey, no sweat! There were plenty of things to do on his way back. Besides, Sonic wouldn't DARE leave him....right?

Zappix drew in a deep breath then lifted his weight from the wall, whincing as the metal claws retracted back into his knuckles, sending droplets of blood in all directions -- his blood. It didn't really hurt anymore...it was just kinda bad if the wounds ever got infected. But Zappix had adapted, and knew how to take care of himself. Even though he was only 10.

[sarah]

Manic watched as the chicken-suited man ran past then looked forward seeing the young hedgehog. "Dude..." he muttered, eyes widened in surprise. He walked over to the kid and looked at him. "What was that all about?" he asked, curious to know what was going on. "That guy looked about ready to wet himself, I didn't think he was being chased by a kid."

[€l SonikkÜ]

Zappix shifted his firely glare to the green hedgehog, "What's that supposed to mean, Yoda?" He barked, frowning softly. Zappix hated it when people steriotyped him because of his age, he wasn't afraid of anybody or anything! And THAT is the reason why he's constantly in and out of big trouble....mostly in.

"That dingbat spit in my drink." He informed Manic briefly, "So I was gonna put my boot up his *ss." Yes, Zappix swore. Like a drunk sailor. It was the way he'd grown up, there was never anybody to teach Zappix any better except for the people who were constantly letting him down. So why should he pull his weight when they wouldn't even keep a promise? In short, Zappix ran away and tagged along with gangsters. Who'd rub his face in the dirt and the like. But at least the ones HE was around kept true to their word. And then he dumped them and was now tagging along with Sonic. So for once, Zappix had a GOOD influence.

"And do you know where Sonic is by any chance?"

[sarah]

"You know my bro?" Manic asked growing even more surprised. "I wish I could give you the 411, little dude, but I'm looking for him too.." Manic had not seen Sonic in about a year. Though he guessed that wasn't too bad considering they had only just met late in the year they were fourteen. Before that, he hadn't even known he had siblings. He just lived his life as best he could, looking up to Ferrel and stealing whatever he needed and sharing it with the thieves who had been like a family to him since he was an infant.
Still, times changed and he was slowly getting over his urges as a klepto to make less trouble for those around him. "Since we're both trying to find him though why don't we look together."

[€l SonikkÜ]

"Because you smell funny and I don't believe you." Zappix retorted analy, looking down at his bloody gloves and rubbing his knuckles. There were times when Zappix couldn't be less pleasant to be around. But at least he wasn't tearing up or getting into anything at the moment. He could be much worse, but for the moment, he was just being difficult and bratty. Which was no less irritating.

((Lol! Is it surprising that he was Shadow's son on CC1? XD And feel free to powerplay with him if ever you feel the need.)

[sarah]

((Awesome! ^-^ And if I need to, but I usually prefer not to. =3))

"Whoa, that kinda hurt..." Manic said jokingly. "But I'm serious, Sonic is my bro! And you'd smell funny too if you grew up where I did."

[€l SonikkÜ]

Zappix made a face, "I don't think i wanna know..." He muttered, then simply spun on his heal and started to walk off, pausing at the corner and shooting a glance over his shoulder at Manic, "C'mon, Yoda. I think he's back this way. Or at least he was 10 minutes ago." Okay, so it wasn't likely that Sonic would STILL be there, but still, Zappix was confident that he was in that GENERAL direction, "I think he was just trying to get rid of me so he could be alone with his lady friend. They're probably long gone by now..."

[sarah]

"Lady friend, huh?" Manic chuckled. "So Sonic's in good with the ladies now." He couldn't wait to tease his brother about this one so he followed the young hedgehog, figuring his idea of where Sonic would be might be the better idea. After all the kid had seen Sonic more recently than Manic had.
"And my name's not Yoda, its Manic," he said, realizing he had forgotten to introduce himself.

[€l SonikkÜ]

Zappix stuffed his hands in his coat pockets and lidded his eyes as if bored, his quills bouncing slightly with each step. Zappix had seen many-a fruit cake in his day, that was why he didn't really think much about this green hedgehog who claimed to be Sonic's brother. Manic could possibly be a fitting name.

"Soo...it's safe to say your mom's a crack head." He commented leisurly, flicking his ears and glancing around in irritation, "Either that or an organ donor."

[sarah]

"Dude, my mom was a saint! Don't insult her," Manic snapped, offended by the comment. He hadn't known her most of his life but that was because she had no other choice but to abandon him and his siblings at the time out of fear of what may happen if they were found. After all, they were chosen to defeat Eggman... And if he found that out he would have searched for them. It was the safest thing that could have been done. It was because she cared... In any case, he had finally met her last year and she truly was kind.

[€l SonikkÜ]

"That would explain alot..." Zappix pondered. Sonic was always the goodie goodie. Everybody loved his selflessness and his enthusiasm. He'd heard that Sonic was religious. But heck, even Zappix believed in God! He just tried not to think about the butt wooping that God probably had in store for him later on, since Zappix so obviously LIKED being a difficult arsehole.

But wait! Wasn't Zappix convinced that Manic was lying about being Sonic's brother? Or..."mistaken"? Ahh, that's right. That dirty liar.

"MY mom is a fat*ss who beat my dad and carried a fly-swatter wherever she went." Zappix offered his set of cards grudgingly, "And you can insult her all you want to....fat*ss hag from hell....She grew up in the slammer ya know."

[sarah]

Manic just laughed nervously as a sweatdrop appeared over his head. "Sounds harsh," he said. "Prob'ly makes the sewers I grew up in look like one of Sonia's summer homes."