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*He’d underestimated this one, he really had. Watching him slow down like that, he honestly considered that he’d run himself out of energy, and was going to offer him some tips after the race about eating habits and keeping a pace, assuming that this one wasn’t neaaarly as used to running at the same measures as he was. A costly mistake. He’d even slowed down a little to keep from absolutely wiping out at the end — now he wouldn’t have another chance.

Genuine wonderment, pleasure, and even a little self-derision appeared on his face as he watched the other book it past him. Alright. Last few feet. It would be close. He pressed on quick and furious himself, delighted. Best! Best race ever!*

*And Sonic, ends up walking backward to the finish line’s edge as he waited for any sign of Turbo approaching on the horizon. After a couple of seconds, which was the least his patience could last, Sonic chuckled and turned back around, using the same speed from before to finish the loop and skid to a screeching halt across the finish line. He tapped his foot, hands on his sides upon stopping. 

Now all he’d have to do was wait out Turbo’s arrival, obviously the victor of this race.*

*Backward? That smarmy git. He stuck his tongue out in return, but even that was the act of losing disgracefully, of watching him slide smoothly across their invisible finish line and into heights of glory. Geh, and there was that trumped up ‘waiting’ motion.

If Sonic would act undignified, then he could at least finish with grace. He made sure the other was watching before he slowed down, taking the last few feet at a more natural, Mobian-looking run. He held his head high and the smile tacked on, but his eyes betrayed the defeat.*

“That was a beautiful race. I thought you were slower than that - it’s not a mistake I’ll make again.”

*He was… surprisingly gracious for someone who’d just been beaten. But then again, the hedgehog had a pair of legs on him the likes he’d never seen before. This would only be the first of many.*

“Ahhh… gracious.” *He stretched cramped muscles and then relaxed.* “What is there on this planet that you like to eat?”