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Binx did feel a shred of remorse for Shadow, given their conversation last night. So she had somewhat forgiven his behavior--though that didn't mean she was going to stand idly by if anyone were to call out her robotic friend again! She just hoped that everyone was at peace for now. "Lets hope...

"No problem!" Binx went ahead and grabbed herself a plate, piling some berries on. She figured she would help clean later after grabbing a bite. Knuckles was doing the same, grabbing a few pancakes and pouring syrup. He had not the faintest idea what Shadow and Jazz were out there talking about...

Binx blinked over at Hope sympathetically. Although she didn't quite relate to her in that aspect, she did understand what it was like to feel outcasted. "Hey, the grass always seems greener on the other side. I wouldn't let it bog you down! There are plenty of super cool things you can do that...

Binx smiled and offered a little explanation. "A pancake is made with flour, egg, milk, and baking powder as the main ingredients." She counted on her fingers with each item, waving her other hand and appendages in unison. The spider very much encapsulated that one anime character that gets...

"We got pancakes, vegan bacon, and eggs." Knuckles went ahead and piled a big ol plate and set it in front of the excited doggo. Listen, he could tell the guy had an appetite as big as his and that Knuckles would surely put to the test. He then turned and tapped his spatula on the food sprawled...

Sonic was left alone, dumbfounded by the whole encounter. Sure, it wasn't uncommon for the little rage-filled mech to approach him out of the blue; however, what was strange, relatively unheard of, was Metal holding back his fury. Usually, the bot was a feisty thing, especially when Sonic made...

"Humph! Says you. Would it kill ya to do some yoga every once in a while? Might let you vent some of those frustrations you've got there, pal." "W3 4R3 N0T P4LS." Metal practically spit out the words. His claws raked across a tree as he sped toward his adversary. Thus it began. The two became...

Sonic placed his hands on his hips, drumming his foot. Everything that could have gone wrong the past few days had somehow come to fruition. It was like some dark deity was looming over them, pointing fingers and suggesting only the worst outcomes in their reality. Though, at the very least...

The robot regretted not being able to stay longer--though as dim-witted as the doctor was; he wasn't completely and utterly stupid. If he delayed his return any longer there would be a chance he'd be questioned. Metal slowly let go of Hope. "1t w0uld be in y0ur b3st 1nter3st to r3turn t0 y0ur...

Metal was quiet as his mind brewed. Was he truly finished seeking Eggman's approval? Deep down in his processers, he still craved for validation from his creator. If he had that he'd truly be able to let go of his obsessive need to be better than Sonic because it wouldn't matter anymore. Having...

Gears whizzed at her response. "H4ppy..?" Metal knew the definition of happy but he'd never really stopped to think about his emotions before--at least not his positive ones. "Wh4t y0u are s4ying is th4t th1s makes y0u f3el..c0ntent?" If only Eggman could see his creation now. The once...

Metal was almost in a state of panic there for a second! He'd never let anyone close enough to really touch him--aside from the hand-holding that just happened like two minutes ago! And now H0P3 was wrapping her arms around him. It made his circuits short for a second. The best he could do to...

Metal's eyes blinked on and off in confusion. A hug? What was that?? "Alr1ght, 1 am r4ther 1nt3rest3d t0 und3rstand th1s 'hug' y0u sp3ak so h1ghly of..1s th3re an 1mport4nt t3chni1que?" He had surely witnessed hugs on occasions where Sonic and friends just happened to hug whilst observing them...

Metal seemed to shrink back from his growing ..fear? Was it? How odd. The mech had hardly ever felt any sort of fear before; except for the fear of being useless or unfulfilling in his made-purpose. "V3ry well.." His mechanical gears whizzed. "Y0u m4y sh4re w1th m3 y0ur knowl3dge 0f th1s...

Metal's head spun to her laughter. For some reason he found it a very pleasant sound! However, Hope's sudden touch made the dark blue robot stall up completely. The red lights he had for eyes blinking on and off all on their own. "Wh4t--wh4t ab1lity is th1s?" He had no idea the rabbit could...

Metal nodded his head in confirmation to her question. "1 4m n0t sur3 h0w t0 g0 ab0ut appreh3nd1ng the d0ctor y3t--th0ugh 1 h4ve c0me up w1th s3ver4l s0lut1ons." The mechanical gears clicked in his head, the constant quiet sound almost like a rhythmic hum. It was absolutely strange how...

"P3rh4ps s0meth1ng c4n be d0ne ab0ut y0ur w0rld.." Metal Sonic's visor blinked at her plainly. "1 w0uld gl4dly h3lp in th3 m1ssion t0 destr0y th3 doct0r of y0ur world. A f1tting r3venge for all the w4ste he h4s la1d up0n y0ur pl4net." He nodded in firm conviction, as if he held all the sense of...

"1 se3." Metal was surprisingly quiet through the 'slideshow' of imagery. It could have been out of respect for his fellow robot or the fact that his sensors were too busy taking in every detail of the visuals. He was quiet even after the images had settled within his memory. "Wh4t a bl3ak...

"Ph0togr4phy.." Metal's visor blinked right in front of her. He wasn't really sure how to feel about this 'photography.' Eggman had something similar to what Hope had; though it was mainly holographs or pictures of Sonic and his friends which he used to write long strains of data on them. Data...

"H0bb1es. Hm..." What were these hobbies? What could one do for a hobby? He was sure whatever they were he was going to master them all! "D0 y0u part4ke in 4ny 0f th3se 'h0bb1es'?" Metal was juuust about to inquire whether or not Sonic took part in hobbies--and which of those he did. Not for any...