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"Oh, I've Been Good. Got My Sticky Little Fingers On All Kinds Of Shiny Things Lately~!" She Snickers,
"Oh, I've been good. Got my sticky little fingers on all kinds of shiny things lately~!" She snickers, "Having a grand time watching the law rage about not being able to catch me."
Monster smirked, “You sound like a certain bat I know~” His thoughts went to that last sentence as he mused on it a moment. “I wonder if I’d get in trouble for aiding a criminal.”
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Monster smiled and snickered at her suggestions. "Now there's a thought! Old Egghead would have a fit if his evil reputation was at stake."
"Oh, I've been good. Got my sticky little fingers on all kinds of shiny things lately~!" She snickers, "Having a grand time watching the law rage about not being able to catch me."
Monster smirked, “You sound like a certain bat I know~” His thoughts went to that last sentence as he mused on it a moment. “I wonder if I’d get in trouble for aiding a criminal.”
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For his size, Monster's hands were comically large, but they were still pretty small in comparison to Frank's mighty grip. "Well nice to meet you Frank- ..." The gears in the werehog's head were turning as he realize the implications of his name. Slowly he let out a couple small chuckles. "Eh heh. Heh. I get it. Like Frankenstein."
"Huh. Aren't you Sonic? Havin' a bad hair day or somethin'?"
Monster turned at the voice and was met with… knees. Large knees. Veeeery slowly his gaze went up, and up, and up, until finally he met Frank’s eyes. Noting the pale flesh and bolts in his throat, Monster swallowed dryly, but still waved smally and smiled nervously, trying to be nice. “Eh heh, yep, Sonic. That’s me…”
Despite being unnerved he pouted slightly at the bad hair day remark. “More like bad hair lifetime…” he mumbled.
Monster looked over at the setting sun. "Uh. Yeaaaah... about the not being feral thing..."
"But you are a fuzzy, are you not??…At least ya ain’t a feral one." Wheezes.