What Did You Eat?


Sonic felt utterly refreshed. That shower was just what he needed after bouncing around the motel room. The pillow fight against himself was particularly exhausting. He may have lost, but he'd get his revenge soon enough. All these thoughts were going through his head as the things around him moved in slo mo. However, he wasn't surprised since that's what usually happened when he used super speed. It also meant that his mind moved at a mile a minute. 

Sonic thought about a lot as he finished up wrapping the fluffy bathroom blanket around his head. A 'Toll' he thought Tom called it when he was watching the man nurse his cheek. He had learned so much about Earth culture today, although he was still confused about the H setting of the shower. He tested it out while the water was on but if felt no different than the cold so he just shrugged. 

Sonic happily sauntered back to the main hotel room and plopped onto his bed. He made a mental note of how soft the toll was on his blue backside as he leaned back and crossed his legs. He had seen many humans do this pose after a shower, especially in those beauty commercials. Now that he was in a state a rest, the world caught up to Sonic. The blue hedgehog made sure to wait until Tom made eye contact with him so that he wouldn't talk before the stunned man was ready.

"Good times." Sonic said smugly. However, as the hedgehog went to remove the toll from his head he felt an unsettling sensation in his tummy. Sonic then remembered the last thing he ate, which was those chili dogs in the bar. Man he loved the taste of those, they were so savory and instantly became his favorite food. However, Sonic then realized that in his excitement he had probably over eaten the chili dogs and, as Long Claw warned him when he was little, too much food caused gas to build up. This was doubly true for the hedgehog since his speed meant that food processed through his body quicker than most.

Sonic thought he had expelled all that gas with the mighty belch that followed after he had eaten those chili dogs, but the bubble in his his tummy proved him wrong. It also felt low enough, that Sonic knew which direction the gas was headed and that it was gonna make a big exit. In order to rid himself of this uncomfortable feeling Sonic closed his eyes, hiked up his leg and leaned to the side just enough the make sure his right buttcheek was lifted off the bed. All of this effort proved to be just what Sonic need as a long and wet sounding fart exited his rear. Sonic could hear the fart change in tone after the initial burst, as well as Tom's disgust over what he had just done. Sonic slowly opened his eyes, having just relieved the tension in his tummy, only to find Tom waving the smell of rotton onions that the hedgehog had just expelled. Sonic couldn't help but smirk at Tom's reaction. It reminded him of how funny it was when Long Claw smelled his farts and he was impressed with himself for still being able to assault peoples' noses after all these years.

"Ugh! That's awful, what did you eat?" Tom asked as he moved to lay down on his bed.

"I think it's called a chili dog?" Sonic said, even though he wasn't entirely sure if he had called the food by its proper name.

"Might wanna check your fur on that one buddy." Tom said in a snarky manner.

Sonic blushed at Tom's last statement, knowing his human friend was more right than Sonic cared to admit. The hedgehog had no idea that those chili dogs would do a number on his tummy, but now he could feel the aftermath as he sat on the previously dry toll under his butt. Sonic made a mental note to discard the toll in the morning so that Tom wouldn't discover how ruined it had become after Sonic's gas attack.