[Narration and/or Action Log]
Bean coulda sworn he was green his entire life, but for some reason, he must've gotten it wrong. Obviously, he was and has always been
blue.
But that wasn't the worst of it. His bombs were talking to him. Each bomb had its own personality. They carried on the most lively conversations. In fact, Bean felt left out.
If anyone sees him in his dorm or walking around campus, two lit bombs in hand, complaining to them about how they're being meany-pantses, uh... feel free to ignore him, give him a weird look, or ask him what in the hell is going on.
Also... something about being bluer than Sonic. Bean's already loopy. Now he's just weird.