"ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴅᴜɢ ᴛᴡᴏ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜꜱ, ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴀʀ
ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴ' ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ꜰᴇᴀʀ"
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(Y/N), a poor, sick wolf, gets transported to a whole new world full of whole new people. Earth may be better th...
The crew- Chris, Tails, Amy, Mighty, (Y/N), and Ray- were traveling by train. The air inside the train was filled with the smell of polished leather and freshly brewed coffee. The soft hum of the engine beneath the floorboards added a hypnotic rhythm to the journey, and the warm glow of the overhead lamps made the space feel cozy and inviting. The landscape flew by through the window, a blur of green fields, small towns, and bustling cities.
(Y/N) would happily take his time to absurd and adore the environment around him- if there weren't hundreds of eyes staring at him like a caged animal.
He and his anamorphic friends sat perfectly still, pretending to be mere toys to not attract any unwanted attention, but despite this, they were the center of attention. (Y/N) sat in between Chris's legs on the floor with Mighty and Ray sitting beside him. Kids were pointing at them, some smiling- some not, and sharing every little comment they thought of.
"Those stuffed animals are really cute!"
"Isn't he a little old for those toys?"
"I like that yellow one!"
(Y/N) was begging for this ride to be over. He just wished he could move so he could tilt his fedora down more and pick the fur off his fingers. It seemed Ray felt the same way as he whispered to no one in particular, "How much longer is this?". Mighty could only with a small, "A little bit longer, Ray," before going silent again.
"Look at the shell on that one!"
"Why does it have two tails?"
"Look at that one there! It's so cute- but it's so dirty!"
The wolf made sure to internally curse that kid out.
Things only got more chaotic when a child, roughly five, began to pull on Amy's ear and scream for her mom to get her one. (Y/N) curiously peeked from the shade of his hat- before it was snatched off of him.
The little girl, around eight, put the hat on her head and spun around in it. Her pretty, orange dress moved with her as the original orange hat she was wearing was half-heartedly thrown to the side. She had the brightest, most innocent smile on her face.
