Post by MysticDreamer543 on Jun 4, 2006 18:17:59 GMT -5
A five-year-old light purple hedgehog stood in the back of a classroom, staring down at something. The light above her didn't work, so she was almost completely in the shadows. Only her face was illuminated by the reflection of the light from the sword. Yes, a sword. Now, how did such a little 'hog end up with something as dangerous as a sword? She stole it from her sister, of course!
A small gloved hand reached out to touch the sword as the young girl bent down. "So shiny... So pwetty... Yet, so shawp..." Her finger ran across the hilt, stopping at the purple Chaos Emerald embedded into it. She stood up once more to admire it. Her large brown eyes seemed to have an insane glint in them. That, along with the large grin on her face and the way her face was lit, she looked like a madwoman.
Looking over at the door, she sighed. "What if someone comes and twies to take my swowd away?! I don't want that to happen!" She took a step out into the light. She had light blue hair that was pulled up into a high ponytail. She also had a golden circlet on her head, which fell when she bent over to pick up the sword.
"Awgh! Dawn thing!" She screamed, kicking it across the floor out of frustration. She fan after it, her blue and purple hover shoes clanging on the wooden floor as she ran. She was almost within reach of the circlet when she fell out of one of her shoes. "AHH!" She cried, hitting the ground. "DAWN BIG SHOES!" She screamed, throwing the shoe across the room. She crawled to the thing she gave chase to and grabbed it, putting it back onto her head. She sat down and pulled up a dark blue pants leg, revealing a large scar, which looked like it hurt. There was a small trickle of silver blood coming out of it.
"Owww!" She said, sniffing. "That huwt!" She held back tears as she stood up, brushing invisible dirt her blue T-shirt. She limped over to her shoe and then over to her sword, trying to pick it up. "It's... So... Heavy!" She said. After a moment or two of struggling, she was finally able to pick it up, but fell over from it's weight. "Owie!" She stood up and tried again, succeeding in picking it up and putting it away. She looked down at her right leg, the leg that had the scar on it, and frowned. The pants leg was damp with the silvery blood. She sighed and took off one of her gloves and reached down to the hurt leg. The ungloved hand began to glow a silvery color, as wall as her leg. A moment later, she stood up straight and put her glove back on. "All bettew!"
She walked over to the door and looked around. "Heylo? Is thewe anyone else coming..?"
A small gloved hand reached out to touch the sword as the young girl bent down. "So shiny... So pwetty... Yet, so shawp..." Her finger ran across the hilt, stopping at the purple Chaos Emerald embedded into it. She stood up once more to admire it. Her large brown eyes seemed to have an insane glint in them. That, along with the large grin on her face and the way her face was lit, she looked like a madwoman.
Looking over at the door, she sighed. "What if someone comes and twies to take my swowd away?! I don't want that to happen!" She took a step out into the light. She had light blue hair that was pulled up into a high ponytail. She also had a golden circlet on her head, which fell when she bent over to pick up the sword.
"Awgh! Dawn thing!" She screamed, kicking it across the floor out of frustration. She fan after it, her blue and purple hover shoes clanging on the wooden floor as she ran. She was almost within reach of the circlet when she fell out of one of her shoes. "AHH!" She cried, hitting the ground. "DAWN BIG SHOES!" She screamed, throwing the shoe across the room. She crawled to the thing she gave chase to and grabbed it, putting it back onto her head. She sat down and pulled up a dark blue pants leg, revealing a large scar, which looked like it hurt. There was a small trickle of silver blood coming out of it.
"Owww!" She said, sniffing. "That huwt!" She held back tears as she stood up, brushing invisible dirt her blue T-shirt. She limped over to her shoe and then over to her sword, trying to pick it up. "It's... So... Heavy!" She said. After a moment or two of struggling, she was finally able to pick it up, but fell over from it's weight. "Owie!" She stood up and tried again, succeeding in picking it up and putting it away. She looked down at her right leg, the leg that had the scar on it, and frowned. The pants leg was damp with the silvery blood. She sighed and took off one of her gloves and reached down to the hurt leg. The ungloved hand began to glow a silvery color, as wall as her leg. A moment later, she stood up straight and put her glove back on. "All bettew!"
She walked over to the door and looked around. "Heylo? Is thewe anyone else coming..?"