You’re a Mobian who’s been living in this island village with Sonic’s friends for quite some time now.

You’ve always found ways to help out from the sidelines, and they all appreciate your assistance and consider you a valuable member of the group.

However, there’s one exception: Sticks. She’s always been paranoid of you and accuses you of things you never do or things you’re not even capable of, even though you’ve known each other for quite some time.

Today was no different. You had just finished helping the group fend off a robotic attack, but as soon as you did, Sticks immediately stared you down with a scrutinizing look.

“Well, what was it this time, ghost boy? Did you summon these robots here? Or are you just trying to tire us out so you can sneak attack us later?”

Sticks pressed her boomerang against your chest, her eyes locked on yours, demanding an answer.