Y/n the fastest thing alive and local hero of Green Hill City lived a life of relaxation and easiness, which all came to an end when an evil maniac scientist threatened his home along with other villains. Will he prevail? Come and find out.
The loud hum of a school bus engine filled the air, accompanied by overlapping chatter and laughter from the students packed inside. Only to himself, Y/n tapped his foot to the rhythm of the song playing through his earbuds.
Y/n: Ooh baby, don't you know I suffer? Ooh baby, can you hear me moan? You caught me under false pretenses... how long before you let me go?
Just as he was about to reach his favorite part, two quick taps landed on his shoulder made him put a pause to his music.
Y/n: Hm?
He then slid one earbud out and glanced over the seat behind him. There Dib grinned back at him, barely able to contain himself.
Dib: Man, how lucky I am that you were assigned to my bus! Now those jerkwards won't even think about messing with me again!
He bounced in his seat excitedly. Y/n only chuckled as he casually caught a flying spitball between two fingers and flicked it back to its sender. A surpised yelp wchoed from somewhere behind them, bringing a grin to Y/n's face.
Y/n: So how's the new school? Made any friends yet?
Dib: Well, one so far. He's actually riding on this bus with us.
Y/n: He is? Then where is he?
Y/n asked, oblivious to the fact that his phone was being lifted right out of his jacket pocket by a dislocated transparent hand. Which brung out a little snicker from Dib.
Dib: Hey, Y/n.... look up!
Y/n: Huh?
Y/n raised a brow and followed his bros' gaze. His eyes then widened as he spotted the orange fist clutching his phone.
Y/n: Whoa! Who's doing that?
???: That'd be me!
The voice came from below. Y/n looked down to see another kid sitting beside Dib, smiling proudly.
Dib: Y/n. This is the guy I was telling you about.
???: It's nice to meet you!
The boy stood and offered his hand.
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Raz: Rasputin Aquato-but you can call me Raz for short.
Y/n: Nice to meet you, Raz. Any friend of Dib's is a friend of mine.
Y/n shook the boy's hand as his phone floated neatly back into his pocket.
