The Super Pickle's Third Story: The Pickle and the Careless Hedgehog
That day, while walking on the road, the pickle remembered the incident where a spider had hit him, and he became very angry. He really wanted to practice the iron head technique of the Shaolin monks. So, imitating the Shaolin monks, he started bumping his head against a tree by the roadside. However, he used too much force and immediately knocked himself unconscious. A hedgehog passing by found him lying there unconscious and decided to carry him to the hospital.
While still unconscious, the pickle suddenly felt a stabbing pain all over his body and woke up. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he was on the back of the hedgehog. He insisted on getting down and walking himself, but the hedgehog refused to agree. The hedgehog said his head was already injured and if he fell again, it would be even worse. So, he insisted on carrying him back home. The pickle couldn't refuse the hedgehog's kindness and endured the pain as the hedgehog carried him back to his house.
As soon as the hedgehog left, the pickle couldn't help but scream in pain from the pain all over his body. His mother, Mama Pancake, came over and carefully examined him. She exclaimed in surprise: "Pickle, how did you end up with so many thorns all over your body?" "These are not mine; they're the hedgehog's. Please help me remove them," the pickle begged. Mama Pancake took out a pair of tweezers and began pulling out the thorns. However, since the thorns were deeply embedded, every time she pulled one out, the pickle would cry out in pain and jump. Mama Pancake couldn't hold him down, and as a result, the process was very slow. By midnight, they hadn't finished yet. Mama Pancake was also tired and complained while pulling: "Look at this careless hedgehog. Is he helping us or hurting us?"
"Mom, how can you say that? The hedgehog was just trying to help. We should thank him tomorrow," the pickle said.
The next day, the pickle and Mama Pancake brought gifts to thank the hedgehog. When they entered the hedgehog's house, they found the hedgehog lying in bed looking more like a hedgehog than ever before. Why did they say that? Because the hedgehog's quills were either broken or bent, looking quite droopy. The pickle looked at the hedgehog and felt extremely sad. He knew that the hedgehog's quills had all broken off on his body, which led to this situation.
The hedgehog's mother brought over stools for the pickle and Mama Pancake to sit on. But as soon as the pickle bent over, he jumped up because his stomach was swollen, and bending over hurt when sitting on the stool. Seeing the pickle in such pain, the hedgehog's mother began scolding the hedgehog: "You careless hedgehog, knowing what you look like, you still weren't careful enough."
"Why did I have to carry younger brother Pickle? It's because we both look ugly and are looked down upon by others. That's why I didn't hesitate to break my own quills to carry him," the hedgehog explained.
By the way, Pickle, why did you faint on the road? The hedgehog's mother asked. He was practicing the iron head technique without any method and ended up knocking himself unconscious, the hedgehog replied.
My child, I thought you accidentally fell down? Our family is too poor; otherwise, no matter what, I would have sent you to learn martial arts. Mama Pancake wiped her tears and said.
I've already made up my mind. I'll buy a book and practice slowly after school on my own.
As long as you're happy, anything is fine, my child. Mama Pancake said.
Now, Pickle has become a superman who can fly in the sky, swim in the deep sea, walk on walls, see in the dark, and speaks many foreign languages. He can understand the language of all animals. After gaining the ability to fly and swim, Pickle was full of confidence and prepared to meet Rose. Before going, to get rid of his sauce-colored skin which hinted at his identity, he soaked himself in vinegar overnight to make his skin whiter. Then he sprinkled perfume, wore a cloak made of white clouds, and floated around like a great swordsman. Always well-intentioned, he often ends up causing trouble, hurting himself and others.