“Yeah! Sonic! That pesky little guy. It’s really nuts how much destruction can come from a rodent only as big as that.”

If you think Sonic’s bad, you should meet Stitch, Scratch. Probably still only half the size and many many times more destructive. Entire cities!

“Wait, really? But how? I doubt I’ve seen you around before. Maybe I have and I just don’t remember… Oh, oh, do you like, wipe people’s memories of you after you’ve met or something? Those kinda guys give me the creeps.”

The mechanical bird shivered slightly.

“I’ve seen worse,” the Repairman said, thinking about Sonic’s Fourth Wall breaking (his main frame of reference for folks he hasn’t met), “but he can be an issue.”

The inkblot realized he shouldn’t have said anything as he listened to the chicken’s confusion. Though he did have a quiet chuckle at the “memory erasing” theory. First time he heard of that…or was it?

“You…” he ventured, trying to think of how to say this, “probably haven’t seen me. I only ever passed by, really, but I’ve seen you here and there.”