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"Dios mio, I still can't believe you're alive!" exclaimed Una.
Once she and Dos recovered from the shock of seeing Tres alive (and Cuatro had stopped fainting), they all glomped their not-lost-anymore brother and refused to let go, yelling, cheering, crying...
And while he gruffly told them to cut it out, to stop bawling, Tres happily returned the glomp and was bawling as much.
Finally, the glomp broke, and the trio looked at their recovered fourth member.
Tres apparently hadn't changed much. Just like Cuatro was the fat one, he was the bulky one, with an impressive (for an hedgehog) upper build.
And his words during the glomp showed that his personality didn't change much either: a gruff tough guy, sometimes looking harsh, but with a gold heart behind.
"But where you were all this time?! The last time we saw you, you..."
Cuatro didn't end his phrase, but they all knew what he was talking about.
That cursed day, years ago, when Tres, in trying to forage for food, fell in a trap.
He barely could yell to his siblings to run away when a human took the cage.
And said siblings could only watch, powerless, as the human threw the cage in a truck and drove away, taking their brother away...
"They took me in a sort of human fake burrow, all white, cold and hard," answered Tres. "They spent all this time shoving pointy things in me and through them, put all sorts of liquids or gels in me. I often was horribly sick because of it, I thought more than once that I was gonna die..."
Una, Dos and Cuatro gasped in horror.
"It... changed me. I'm stronger, for instance. Much stronger than I look."
He demonstrated by lifting a bigger than him rock with one hand, effortlessly.
"It also did something to my quills."
He plucked some of them, at the horror of the others.
Horror that turned to shock when the quills regrew almost instantly.
"How did you escape and find us?" finally asked Dos.
Tres smirked.
"Look there."
He pointed at the road a bit up a hill, where a truck was in the ditch, and two humans were clumsily trying to get out of it.
"After all this time, they finally got me out of the fake burrow to this truck, my cage and loads of various stuffs. As it went, I decided that it was now or never to escape, it was the first time I wasn't observed. So I used a quill to pick my cage's lock and get out of it. For the truck, I saw how the mechanisms to open or close its door worked, I managed to use them with this new strength. But when I opened the door, it was going too fast. Jumping was too risky. But I could see the truck's wheels, and I threw some quills to blow them up, sending them in the ditch."
He sniggered, savoring a bit the schadenfreude. Who could blame him, after all this time being a guinea pig?
"I then jumped and ran away. I saw that house, and decided to go there, steal some food and try to find you. I really didn't expect to find you there!"
"Neither did we!" exclaimed happily Cuatro.
Laughs filled the air for a few moments.
"And you? What happened to you?"
"Well, we just meandered from place to place until we found a place called a Casa Del Toro..."
While Una, Dos and Cuatro told their brother the crazy adventure they had with Ferdinand, the bull and the other five were resting next to a pond they frequently went to drink or swim a bit.
But this time, when Ferdinand and Valiente drank from it, they found it had an unusual, weird, not very enjoyable taste, and thus the other four didn't drink.
"I hope we won't have nausea tonight," sighed Ferdinand.
"Why, afraid to not dream tonight?" teased Valiente.
Ferdinand rolled his eyes.
He once had told the others he often dreamt of being a humanoid bull, and living like a human.
And that he was a florist in this dream.
And they didn't let him live it down.
"I told you, after living all this time with Juan and Nina, it's normal I have dreams like that!"
"Whatever, flower boy."
"Pff, you'll have dreams like that too one day, mark my words!"
"Yeah, right!"
As the playful bickering went on, all six had noticed the truck, that his occupants finally managed to get out of the ditch, change the tires, and leave.
But no one, human, bull or hedgehog, had noticed that a canister had been thrown out from the truck and had landed in the pond, releasing its contents in it...
Art by
caseyljones
Original here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/26396408/
Ferdinand © Blue Sky Studios
"Dios mio, I still can't believe you're alive!" exclaimed Una.
Once she and Dos recovered from the shock of seeing Tres alive (and Cuatro had stopped fainting), they all glomped their not-lost-anymore brother and refused to let go, yelling, cheering, crying...
And while he gruffly told them to cut it out, to stop bawling, Tres happily returned the glomp and was bawling as much.
Finally, the glomp broke, and the trio looked at their recovered fourth member.
Tres apparently hadn't changed much. Just like Cuatro was the fat one, he was the bulky one, with an impressive (for an hedgehog) upper build.
And his words during the glomp showed that his personality didn't change much either: a gruff tough guy, sometimes looking harsh, but with a gold heart behind.
"But where you were all this time?! The last time we saw you, you..."
Cuatro didn't end his phrase, but they all knew what he was talking about.
That cursed day, years ago, when Tres, in trying to forage for food, fell in a trap.
He barely could yell to his siblings to run away when a human took the cage.
And said siblings could only watch, powerless, as the human threw the cage in a truck and drove away, taking their brother away...
"They took me in a sort of human fake burrow, all white, cold and hard," answered Tres. "They spent all this time shoving pointy things in me and through them, put all sorts of liquids or gels in me. I often was horribly sick because of it, I thought more than once that I was gonna die..."
Una, Dos and Cuatro gasped in horror.
"It... changed me. I'm stronger, for instance. Much stronger than I look."
He demonstrated by lifting a bigger than him rock with one hand, effortlessly.
"It also did something to my quills."
He plucked some of them, at the horror of the others.
Horror that turned to shock when the quills regrew almost instantly.
"How did you escape and find us?" finally asked Dos.
Tres smirked.
"Look there."
He pointed at the road a bit up a hill, where a truck was in the ditch, and two humans were clumsily trying to get out of it.
"After all this time, they finally got me out of the fake burrow to this truck, my cage and loads of various stuffs. As it went, I decided that it was now or never to escape, it was the first time I wasn't observed. So I used a quill to pick my cage's lock and get out of it. For the truck, I saw how the mechanisms to open or close its door worked, I managed to use them with this new strength. But when I opened the door, it was going too fast. Jumping was too risky. But I could see the truck's wheels, and I threw some quills to blow them up, sending them in the ditch."
He sniggered, savoring a bit the schadenfreude. Who could blame him, after all this time being a guinea pig?
"I then jumped and ran away. I saw that house, and decided to go there, steal some food and try to find you. I really didn't expect to find you there!"
"Neither did we!" exclaimed happily Cuatro.
Laughs filled the air for a few moments.
"And you? What happened to you?"
"Well, we just meandered from place to place until we found a place called a Casa Del Toro..."
While Una, Dos and Cuatro told their brother the crazy adventure they had with Ferdinand, the bull and the other five were resting next to a pond they frequently went to drink or swim a bit.
But this time, when Ferdinand and Valiente drank from it, they found it had an unusual, weird, not very enjoyable taste, and thus the other four didn't drink.
"I hope we won't have nausea tonight," sighed Ferdinand.
"Why, afraid to not dream tonight?" teased Valiente.
Ferdinand rolled his eyes.
He once had told the others he often dreamt of being a humanoid bull, and living like a human.
And that he was a florist in this dream.
And they didn't let him live it down.
"I told you, after living all this time with Juan and Nina, it's normal I have dreams like that!"
"Whatever, flower boy."
"Pff, you'll have dreams like that too one day, mark my words!"
"Yeah, right!"
As the playful bickering went on, all six had noticed the truck, that his occupants finally managed to get out of the ditch, change the tires, and leave.
But no one, human, bull or hedgehog, had noticed that a canister had been thrown out from the truck and had landed in the pond, releasing its contents in it...
Art by
caseyljonesOriginal here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/26396408/
Ferdinand © Blue Sky Studios
Category Artwork (Digital) / Muscle
Species Bovine (Other)
Size 1613 x 2284px
File Size 347.2 kB
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