Pete's Expert Summary
My human has brought a box of brightly colored, dangerously sharp plastic shrapnel into my domain. They call it "LEGO," and it apparently involves a tedious ritual of clicking these pieces together to form trinkets. This particular set seems to assemble into a dark, brooding hedgehog creature on some sort of wheeled contraption, a containment cell, and a few other small figures. While the lengthy construction process is an appalling waste of time that could be devoted to my worship, the final products hold some promise. The smaller figures appear to be of an optimal weight and size for being batted under heavy furniture, and the motorcycle is practically begging to be subjected to a gravity experiment from the top of the bookshelf. A risky venture, but one with potential for satisfying clatter.
Key Features
- Sonic toy for gamers – The perfect gift for 8 year old gamers and up. This Shadow the Hedgehog Escape motorcycle set will let kids create stories with their favorite Sonic action figures
- Shadow motorcycle – The set features a motorcycle for Shadow, plus a buildable lab section, and video game characters including a Clucky and the Badnik, RhinoBot
- Toy for kids – This buildable gift for kids enhances boys' and girls' storytelling play with functions, including an opening stasis chamber and a closing barrier
- Gift for gamers – The brick-built lab and motorcycle inspires kids with action and adventures and makes this set a great gift for gamer fans. Build the adventure, play with friends, and put it on display
- LEGO Sonic toys – This building set lets Sonic fans expand their play in endless ways by adding it to other LEGO sets and LEGO Sonic the Hedgehog playsets (each sold separately) in the series
- Creative LEGO toys – All LEGO Sonic the Hedgehog playsets will introduce kids to fast action fun and imaginative play with different characters, Sonic action figures, and story possibilities
- Video game toy – This 196-piece toy set includes a buildable lab section that measures over 4 in. (10 cm) high, 5.5 in. (14 cm) wide and 2.5 in. (6 cm) deep
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The human had been hunched over the coffee table for what felt like an eternity, ignoring my pointed stares and dramatic sighs. The air was filled with the irritating clicking of plastic on plastic. When the ritual was finally complete, they placed the finished diorama on the rug and looked at me expectantly. I saw a chaotic little scene. A small, dark creature on a noisy-looking motorcycle. A clumsy-looking rhino-bot. A tiny, terrified-looking chicken. But my eyes, sharp and discerning, locked onto the true prize: a transparent chamber. A crystal casket. A display case built for true perfection. They had finally built a worthy pedestal for me. With the unhurried grace befitting my station, I glided across the floor, my pristine white paws making no sound. The insolence of it all! They had placed the little hedgehog figurine *inside* my display case. A pretender to the throne. This would not stand. A single, perfectly executed flick of my paw sent the spiky usurper flying. It skidded silently under the entertainment center, banished to the dust-bunny dimension where it belonged. The rhino-bot and chicken were dispatched with similar, contemptuous ease. My pedestal was clear. I lowered my magnificent head, preparing to insert myself into the stasis chamber and assume my rightful place as the centerpiece of this new shrine. This, I thought, is what I deserve. A clear case to protect my glorious fur from stray breezes while still allowing the humans to gaze upon my perfection. But as I tried to fit my head inside, I was met with a harsh reality. It was… small. In fact, it was absurdly small. I could barely get my nose in, let alone my entire, regal form. The sheer lack of foresight was staggering. Had they not measured me? I withdrew, profoundly disappointed. The entire construction was a failure of engineering and imagination. They had built a throne for an insect, not a king. I gave the now-empty chamber a final, dismissive pat, knocking it over. It was a hollow, cheap-feeling thing after all. Still, as I turned away in disgust, I spied the little hedgehog figure peeking out from under the cabinet. I crouched, my tail giving a slow, menacing twitch. The throne may have been a bust, but at least the architects had provided me with a few new, perfectly skittery peasants to hunt. A partial victory, I suppose.
