I just hope she's aware that if she does try and jump ship... being about 15,000 ft in the air won't do her any wonders... He walked out after her.
"I found love where it wasn't supposed to be" (private)
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She didn't, but she was running around the ship so fast it almost looked like a little brown sonic was on board.
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"Well, she's keeping herself busy..."
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After an hour, sticks had finally calmed herself down, and she leaned against the railing, panting heavily.
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"You calmed down now, lass?"
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"Yeah," she panted, wiping her forehead.
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"Good to know" he smiled.
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Sticks leaned over and watched the ground below them pass, ears twitching. "So, what do you guys even do up here?"
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"We patrol the skies for the doctor, makin' sure nothing goes wrong and act as a delivery service. If the price is right, the freedom fighters can also hire us, but it will cost them a lot..."
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"Yeah, well, we disbanded a while ago," Sticks said with a shrug. "We'll come together if there's an emergency, but we don't group together anymore."
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"Ar, I see..." He looked up at the clouds "The doctor hasn't really called on us lately... so we just be floating about with nothin' better to do"
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Sticks looked up at him. "Hey, can I ask you somethin'?"
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"Ay Lass, go right ahead"
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"You seem like a nice guy. Why are you workin' for a jerk like the doc?" She asked, an ear flicking forward.
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"He built me, he is essentially my father... the only parental figure I have ever looked up to. If I didn't work for him, what other purpose would I have to fill?"
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"He's evil, though," sticks frowned. "Doesn't that bother you?"
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"Yes, it does... but, what can I do about it?"
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"You don't have to serve him, ya know. You're your own person! You can think for yourself, you should use that. Not all of Eggman's robots get that privilege," sticks said, clenching a first and grinning up at him.
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"......" He looked down at her, a small smile on his face "You know... you have a point..."
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Sticks nodded and folded her arms. "Just cuz Eggman's evil doesn't mean you have to be. You can still be thankful for him without serving him hand and foot."