I have failed to get rid of that thorn at my side I call a hedgehog, I set back to my base so that I may pick up the pieces and within the rubble, the debris I find the charred, crispy remains of what once was a Flicky. Its aroma was so enticing that it beckoned me in for a small bite and when my lips hit the flesh, I go in to savor its taste. It was at this very moment; I knew what the hedgehog's fate would be!
Starved Eggman art was created by PENETTONE
