The Sonic Costume
By Eunacis
Part 5
The Costume

I was Espio.  Damn, I can't believe I'm saying this.  Oh, I guess I was lax (or mum, again for our friends across the pond) on certain points with the exposition during our first meeting.  I would tell you, but I don't want to spoil the fun.  Besides, you'd think I'm making it up.  But no, I can't make this stuff up, it's real.  Oh yeah, back to story.
I walked up to the mirror to see myself.  I wasn't dissapointed, the ads were true (as if the thousands of Shadows weren't enough).  I was, completely, Espio the Chameleon.
"My name is Espio," I monologued to myself, "Espio the Chameleon, I am a ninja trained in the art of stealth and deception."
I continued my sililoquy.  No.  Espio's sililoquy.  But, I was Espio, or so I thought.
"I am not, have never been, and never will be, a human."  With those words my brain got a wake up call from reality.  I immediately slaped myself in the face to bring myself to terms.
"Earth to Seth!  Your name is Seth!  Not Espio!  You are a <i>human being</i> in a <i>costume</i> of Espio!  You are not... a..."
I looked back at the mirror, my head was starting to feel light.  Was it the costume that was doing this?  If so, wouldn't it have just come alive while I was putting it on like it always does in fanfiction?
"But this isn't fanfiction," I thought out loud.  "This is real, not DeviantART."
My eyes were starting to play tricks on me because for a moment I thought I saw my-No, <i>Espio's</i> tail move.  But slowly in due time, I realized that I was, in fact, able to control it.
My jaw droped in realization.  All of this was shocking me so much I was out of breath.  I needed fresh air.  Yeah, I'll just go outside.
Things had just gone from kickass, to weirdass.