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I just want to say I love your writing so much it's amazing

Daddy Nightwatch - Special Thank You 2

Pairing: Sonic x Reader; Shadow x Reader; Silver x Reader; Scourge x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Rating: G (General Audience)

Warnings: None

A/N: Well, once again, I think there's no better way to thank everyone for all the love they've given me than with another fic. I've been thinking about this scenario for a while, so I decided to write it as a thank you. So, thank you so much. I hope I can always exceed everyone's expectations with my writing, and feel free to give feedback if you don't like something or think I need to improve on something on my fics! I hope you enjoy it!

Sonic

The hedgehog’s green eyes suddenly opened at the sound of the faint crying in the room next door. Yawning, he rubbed his hands over his face as he sat up in bed. His eyes shifted to the side, checking the time, four thirty in the morning.

Turning his face to the other side of the bed, he saw you, deep in heavy sleep, probably from the exhaustion of the day. And really, Sonic hadn’t expected it, but taking care of a child at home caused a kind of exhaustion he couldn’t quite understand.

Sighing, he got up from bed, wanting you to sleep a little longer. You had already done so much for your daughter during the day, now it was his turn to give you a hand.

Stopping at the doorway of the little one’s room, he turned on the light, spotting the small ball of fluffy blue fur in the crib. Sonic approached with a little smile.

“Hey, little one... Awake already this early?” He leaned his hands on the crib rails, watching her move around. As soon as she saw her father, the little hedgehog immediately stopped crying, her tiny green eyes fixing on the older hedgehog.

She stretched her arms toward Sonic. He got the message, picking her up carefully into his arms and holding her against his chest.

“Come on now, don’t you wanna go back to sleep? Daddy needs to rest too...” The little one only snuggled into his fur in response, looking curiously around the room.

Sonic’s ears drooped to the side, realizing there was only one way to make her sleep again. He had discovered it not long ago, just trying it out out of curiosity, but in the end she had actually fallen asleep in his arms after he did it. Since then, whenever she needed to sleep, he always used the same strategy, even though it left him pretty worn out too.

“All right, let’s do this then... if that’s what you need to sleep...” Turning around, he left the room, stopping in the hallway. He gave a few small jumps to warm up, then started running at a controlled speed, almost like a gallop.

The hedgehog passed through every room and corridor in the house at that pace, holding his daughter firmly against his chest, rocking her gently. The only way to make his own daughter sleep was to run around with her in his arms.

Despite the unusual exhaustion he would feel afterwards, it really filled him with fatherly pride, knowing that the little one already had so much in common with him, even at such a young age.

--*--

Stretching early in the morning, you woke up with a soft groan, feeling completely recharged for the day, finally having a full night’s sleep. Rubbing your face, you looked to the side, noticing Sonic wasn’t there.

But soon you heard his footsteps and saw the figure of the blue hedgehog passing down the hallway, making you smile as you realized what he was doing.

Getting up and walking slowly out of the bedroom, you stopped in the hallway.

“Sonic... You can stop now...” you called softly. In seconds, the hedgehog was back in the corridor. Beneath his fur, the dark circles under his eyes were very visible.

In his arms, the little one was fast asleep, still clinging to her father’s fur.

“Hey, babe... I got her to sleep... took a while, but I managed...” he said with a proud smile.

“I can see that...” You came closer, taking the little one into your arms, holding her protectively. “Thank you...” Leaning in, you gave him a tender kiss on the lips, making the hedgehog let out a nasal chuckle.

“No need to thank me... I’m always glad to do this...” He let out a long yawn. “Even if it wears me out...” Stretching his arms.

“Why don’t you try to get some sleep now? I’ll make breakfast for when you wake up.”

“Hmm, you’re the best...” He brushed his muzzle against your cheek, giving you a kiss. “Well, this hedgehog needs to crash back on the mattress. Take care of the little one, she’ll probably nap for quite a while still.”

“I’m sure she will... Go on, get some rest...” You smiled at Sonic, watching him walk back slowly to the bedroom, ready to rest.

And in that moment, you were sure you had made the right choice in deciding to build a family with the blue hedgehog.

Shadow

The night was calm, with only the sounds of grass and leaves rustling as the soft breeze brushed against them. Outside the house, the black hedgehog stood with his arms crossed, just observing the quiet of the place, breathing in the pure night air.

It had become a habit of his to spend long hours at night patrolling and watching over the house, when he wasn’t away on a mission. For Shadow, the night was always well spent.

His ears flicked back, catching the familiar sound of his little one’s cries. Shadow narrowed his eyes, not wasting a single second before disappearing in a flash of light.

He reappeared in his daughter’s room, next to her crib. He gazed at her with his ruby eyes, trying to understand the reason for her restlessness during the night.

“Hey... your mother’s asleep...” Reaching out, he picked her up, bringing her to his chest. She immediately stopped crying, pressing her tiny hands into his soft white fur, staring intently at her father. “What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you’re sleepless at night too?”

The little one only cooed in response, curiously looking around the room.

Sighing, Shadow walked over to the armchair nearby, sitting down, holding her firmly against him.

Then, he had an idea, he took out his Chaos Emerald, extending the gem in front of her. Her little eyes immediately lit up at the sight of it, her tiny hands reaching to grab it.

“Hmph... I’ll never understand why you like this so much...” He let her hold the gem. She wrapped her little arms around it, resting her head on the Chaos Emerald, closing her eyes to fall back asleep.

It had been weeks ago when he first discovered this quirk of hers, she simply adored the Chaos Emerald. Ever since she first saw it in his hands, and when Shadow let her touch the Yellow Emerald for the first time, she had fallen asleep in minutes. The same thing happened every time after that.

So, for him, the way to make his daughter go back to sleep was to let her hold the powerful object.

“In the end, I guess you inherited a lot from me...” he murmured, holding her closer.

--*--

Early in the morning, you got up stretching, finally having one of the few full nights of sleep. Rubbing your eyes, you walked down the hall to your daughter’s room, entering quietly, immediately spotting your two black hedgehogs in the armchair.

Shadow was still holding her, his eyes closed as he seemed to be resting. In his arms, against his chest, your daughter slept peacefully, her tiny hands still clutching the Chaos Emerald.

You couldn’t hold back a soft laugh, walking closer to the two of them. They were so alike in so many ways, it warmed your heart with affection for the two hedgehogs you loved most in your life.

Leaning down, you kissed the top of your daughter’s head.

“Thank you for taking care of her, Shadow...” You leaned in, giving him a kiss on the forehead.

“...It’s my duty...” he murmured softly.

“You’re awake?” you asked, raising a brow as he opened his eyes.

“I never sleep while I’m watching over my daughter... I couldn’t protect her that way...” he said, holding her even closer.

“Hmm, you deserve the award for Most Dedicated Dad of the Year.” You laughed, leaning in again to give him a kiss on the lips, which he immediately returned.

He closed his eyes again, letting out a low “hmph.”

“I’ll make breakfast... I’ll call you when it’s ready...” You stepped back a little, preparing to leave the room. “And Shadow, try to get some sleep afterwards...” you added gently, leaving the room.

“Right... Thank you...” the hedgehog murmured, gazing at the little one in his arms, filled with fatherly pride for her, and an unshakable love for having you by his side always.

Silver

His ears twitched quickly toward the sound, the golden eyes of the hedgehog slowly opening as he processed where it was coming from. That’s when he realized it was his daughter’s soft crying, coming from the next room.

Quickly, he slipped away from your waist, which he had been holding affectionately, and got up from the bed almost in a jump, walking briskly to the little one’s room.

He stopped in front of the crib, seeing the little white hedgehog pouting as she cried.

“Hey, daddy’s girl... Why are you crying?” He reached out a hand to her, brushing his thumb across her cheek. The little one immediately grabbed his hand tightly, almost as if not wanting him to leave.

Silver chuckled softly, bringing his other hand up to lift her, picking her up and holding her safely against his chest. The little one quickly clung to the soft fur on his chest, unwilling to let go.

“Your mom’s really tired... how about you sleep a little longer?” he said sweetly, making the little one stare at him closely with her yellow eyes.

He rocked her a little in his arms, but then remembered something.

“You’re only gonna be able to fall asleep now if I do that, huh?” he asked rhetorically to his daughter. She just tilted her head to the side, looking curious. “All right, let’s give it a try.”

Slowly, putting in a bit of effort for her to release his fur, Silver placed the little one back in the crib, raising his palms up, the cyan blue aura surrounding his hands and soon enveloping the little hedgehog.

Within seconds, she began to levitate with her father’s powers. The little one laughed happily, waving her tiny arms and having fun.

Silver had tried this a while back, at first just to keep her from falling as she crawled for the first time. But when she started giggling, he realized it was a way to calm her down.

Somehow, his psychokinesis made her peaceful and allowed her to fall asleep quickly.

“How can you like this so much, huh?” Silver whispered softly to himself, watching the little one yawn, curl up, and gradually drift off to sleep, even while levitating in the air with Silver’s powers. “Sweet dreams...” he murmured quietly, making an effort to keep his psychokinesis active.

--*--

Early in the morning, with the first rays of sunlight, you woke up, yawning and stretching your arms, immediately noticing the absence of the white hedgehog’s arms around you. But since you had finally managed a peaceful night’s sleep, you could guess where he was again.

Walking down the hallway, you went toward your daughter’s room, stopping and leaning against the doorframe. You saw the white hedgehog sitting on the chair next to the crib, the little one floating in the air, sleeping deeply.

Approaching, you placed a hand on Silver’s shoulder, noticing how his hands trembled from holding the same position for so long.

“Hey... Let me take over from here...” you whispered, making the hedgehog look in your direction. His eyes seemed exhausted, and he nodded slightly.

Getting closer to your daughter, you took the little one in your arms, making Silver stop using his powers. He sighed, almost relieved, finally able to rest a little.

“By Gaia, she really likes it when you use your powers like that,” you observed.

“Right? She’s really my little girl...” Silver said proudly, his voice a little dragged from sleep as he stood up, stopping next to you.

Turning to him, you stepped closer, giving a soft kiss on his lips. Silver placed a hand on your cheek affectionately, kissing you back before separating with a loving look.

“Go get some sleep, you need it. I’ll make something for you to eat when you wake up...” you said, watching him nod slowly, walking off yawning toward your bedroom, making you smile widely at how dedicated he was to the family.

Scourge

It was late at night. The green hedgehog was sprawled on the couch, focused on the action movie playing on the screen. He usually went to bed a little later than you, staying up watching or playing on his console until it was time to sleep.

The hedgehog stretched, waiting for the movie to end before going to bed. That’s when his ears twitched, catching the sound of crying from upstairs.

Quickly getting up from the couch, Scourge made his way up the stairs, wanting to take care of his daughter for a bit so you could sleep.

He entered the little one’s room, stopping next to her crib.

“Hey, lil’ rascal… tryin’ to wake up the whole neighborhood?” he said playfully, extending a hand and running a finger through her soft quills. The little one immediately stopped crying when she saw her father, focusing on him with her bright blue eyes.

She reached out her tiny hands, grabbing her father’s arm, making Scourge smirk slightly.

“C’mere…” Extending his other hand, he held her and lifted her up, hugging the little one against his fur and chest scars. She clumsily clung to his fur, pressing herself against her father. “Since ya awake, we’re gonna do a movie marathon…” he said with a smug smile, leaving the room and heading downstairs.

Back in the living room, he lay on the couch, holding the little one securely against his chest, grabbing the TV remote and unpausing the movie.

The sounds of explosions and gunfire from the action movie filled the room again, making the little one stare at the big screen with wide eyes, causing Scourge to chuckle softly at how much she enjoyed these movies as much as he did.

He had discovered this some time ago. One day, the three of you were in the living room watching a movie of this kind, and when the action scenes began, the little one paid attention like an adult, never taking her eyes off the screen. Soon, Scourge realized that somehow, these movies not only captured her attention but also helped her fall asleep at record speed.

He began rocking her in his arms, watching her bright blue eyes intently follow the fast and clever scenes of the movie. She subtly opened her tiny mouth, looking impressed.

Scourge smoothed her quills, filled with fatherly pride for being able to share something so simple as a movie. Gradually, he noticed her eyelids drooping as she leaned against his chest to go back to sleep.

He yawned loudly himself, his eyelids growing heavy as he too fell asleep.

--*--

In the morning, along with the birdsong, you could clearly hear the TV in the living room already on. Stretching, you quickly got up and headed downstairs, yawning.

When you arrived in the living room, you stopped in your tracks, smiling slightly at the scene.

Scourge was sprawled on the couch, snoring softly as he slept deeply, his arms around his daughter, keeping her secure against his chest.

The little one, for her part, had her mouth open, sleeping peacefully, drooling on her father’s fur and chest scars.

Approaching, you couldn’t help a quiet giggle, crouching near them on the couch, giving a little kiss on the hedgehog’s cheek, making him grunt softly and lean into your touch.

“Time to wake up...” Placing a hand on his shoulder, you gently shook him, making Scourge’s blue eyes slowly open.

“Mornin’, babe…” he said, his voice groggy from sleep, yawning.

“Good morning... thanks for taking care of her...” you smiled sweetly at him.

“Anytime… and the lil’ rascal’s funny too, she likes the same movies as me, so it’s fun hangin’ out with her…” he said, hugging the little one more tightly.

“Let me take her now... go take a shower and come down for breakfast...” Approaching him, you gave him a quick kiss on the lips, which he promptly returned, while you took the little one from his arms, holding her protectively.

Scourge sat on the couch, stretching before standing up and heading upstairs, scratching his back.

You could only watch in admiration, noticing the visible change that fatherhood had brought him. And you couldn’t help but feel a deep love for the two green hedgehogs who were now part of your life.

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triple s with human!reader and the size difference making them embarrassed

Embarassing your Hedgie

Check Out: Embarassing your Green Hedgie

Pairing: Sonic x Human!Reader; Shadow x Human!Reader; Silver x Human!Reader

Genre: Fluff, light comedy

Rating: G (General Audience)

Warnings: None

A/N: Thanks for the request! I tried to make some situations really cute while also seeming funny, I hope you like it!

Sonic

It was early afternoon, the spring weather pleasant to feel, your steps softly pressed against the grass as you walked. Beside you, a very cheerful blue hedgehog followed closely, Sonic’s hands resting behind his head while a small smirk played on his muzzle, making it clear to anyone that he was thoroughly enjoying the walk.

That day the park wasn’t too crowded, a few couples strolling through nature, a small group of children playing in the distance, people walking their dogs, an ordinary scene for a place like that.

Sonic raised his arms high, stretching.

“The day’s pretty warm… How about some ice cream?” the hedgehog said happily, his green eyes fixed on you.

“Ice cream, huh?” you repeated, thinking for a moment. “Sounds like a good idea, do you know somewhere close?” You stopped walking, fully turning to him. Sonic brought a hand to his chin, scratching it as he tried to recall any ice cream stand nearby.

“I got it!” He snapped his fingers. “There should be one at the park entrance, let’s go!” He hurried off, walking quickly but still trying to keep his pace matched with yours so as not to leave you behind, doing his best to be a gentleman.

--*--

In just a few minutes, you both reached the park entrance, spotting the ice cream stand. After each getting your cone, you walked back along the same path, intending to continue your stroll. The sweet cold treat was a nice addition to the moment.

Walking beside you, Sonic licked slowly at his triple-scoop ice cream, though his attention was completely fixed on your presence by his side, on the way you subtly smiled as you enjoyed your own treat.

With an idea, the hedgehog cleared his throat, catching your attention. Curious, you glanced at him.

“Hey, wanna try some of mine? It’s chocolate.” He asked with a sly grin, stopping to turn toward you.

“How kind, I’ll let you try some of my pistachio ice cream.” you said, hearing Sonic’s muffled laugh.

“Well, if you insist, I can’t refuse that offer…” He shrugged playfully. “Let’s sit on that bench.” Sonic pointed to an empty bench in the square, guiding you there.

You sat while the hedgehog stayed standing in front of you. He held out his ice cream to you, gladly taking yours in exchange. The chocolate flavor he had picked was indeed delicious, not overly sweet, but just right.

Sonic, on the other hand, seemed lost in the exotic flavor of pistachio.

“I’ve never tried anything like this before… I never imagined it would taste like this.” He said, squinting at the green scoops.

“Well, I think it’s a great flavor for ice cream.” you replied with a laugh.

For a moment, Sonic pulled his gaze away from the ice cream and focused on your face, then a mischievous grin spread across his muzzle.

“Hey… you got a little something here…” He pointed at the corner of his own mouth to indicate. You raised an eyebrow, brushing your hand there but not feeling anything. “Let me get that for you…” he said in a rougher tone, leaning closer and closer.

Sensing his approach, you smiled faintly, closing your eyes slowly, expecting to feel the gentle touch of his lips.

Instead, breaking your expectations, what you felt was an awkward kiss against your chin, making your eyes snap open in confusion.

“Sonic?” You scanned his face, seeing the heavy blush across his muzzle.

The hedgehog opened his eyes slowly, pulling away as a sheepish grin crossed his lips.

“Yeah… about that…” he muttered.

“For Gaia’s sake, you couldn’t even reach me to kiss.” Your hand shot up to your mouth, trying to contain the laughter bubbling out.

Sonic’s ears drooped to the sides, his blush deepening further.

“I-it’s not funny…” he stammered, trying to keep his composure though it was obvious how embarrassed he was. “That never happened before…”

“You’re right, it must be this bench’s fault, it’s too high…” You chuckled softly, teasing him a bit. “Maybe if I stood up, you’d manage to reach me…”

“Alright, alright, enough already… But you could shrink, I dunno… about 40 centimeters, that would help me out.” Sonic put one hand on his hip, licking the pistachio ice cream. “Or you could’ve just bent down a little to help me…” He shrugged.

“Relax, I’ll just carry a little stool around, so whenever you need to kiss me, you can climb on it.” You gave him a playful punch on the shoulder, making Sonic grin, rolling his eyes amusedly.

“Very funny… Let’s see who’s laughing when I do this…” Unexpectedly, he took advantage of your distraction, leaning toward you again in another attempt to capture your lips, making you let out a surprised yelp.

But this time, instead of too low, he went too high, landing between your nose and lips with another miscalculated kiss.

Again, you stared at him, his muzzle glowing crimson, almost purple.

“So?” You whispered, smirking teasingly.

“Don’t even comment, just wait till we get home…” he muttered, turning his face to hide how red he was.

“That was really adorable…”

“No it wasn’t, I was trying to be romantic!” He turned back to you, handing your ice cream back and taking his own.

“Well, in a way you succeeded, I had a lot of fun watching you try to reach my lips.” Sonic softened with a sweet smile at your words.

“Glad it at least makes you laugh…” He chuckled nasally, hopping onto the bench next to you. Leaning to the side, he finally got the height to give you a quick peck on the lips.

“Finally…” you teased.

“You love mocking me, don’t you?” He laughed.

“Of course, how else would I show love to my boyfriend?” With a grateful look, he leaned in again, this time capturing your lips in a longer, passionate kiss, showing in every way how important you were to his life, despite all the differences between you.

Shadow

His slow steps through the apartment echoed down the hallway. The black hedgehog stopped at the kitchen door, scanning the place carefully. His red eyes searched for something specific. In his hand, an empty jar.

Tightening his grip on it, he stepped inside, starting to open the lower cupboards in search of what he wanted, a bag of coffee beans.

Finding nothing, Shadow crossed his arms with a huff. Then his gaze shifted upward, to the glass-front cabinet above, through which he could clearly see the contents inside.

Finally, his eyes locked on the longed-for bag of coffee beans. Approaching, he set the jar on the counter, bracing against the lower cupboard door to give himself some lift toward the upper cabinet.

No success. Shadow huffed again, glaring defiantly at the suspended cupboard.

The hedgehog turned back, eyeing the kitchen, spotting a chair. Without wasting time, he pulled it over, placing it near his target, climbing up to try to reach the height he needed.

His hand was almost there, just a little further and he would open it. He leaned forward more, setting one foot on the counter.

At that exact moment, his ears twitched back at the sound of approaching footsteps. They drooped when his red eyes saw you standing by the kitchen doorway.

“Shadow, what are you up to?” you asked with a small grin. Quickly, the hedgehog climbed back down, standing stiffly beside the chair.

Crossing his arms, he shut his eyes.

“I was just trying to get something…” he muttered.

You looked at him, then at the cupboard, immediately spotting what he had been after, the bag of coffee beans.

“Ah, I see… Well, let me give you a hand…” You approached.

Shadow refused to open his eyes, waiting for you to grab the bag.

But unexpectedly, he felt your hands wrap around his waist. In an instant, you lifted him, giving him barely enough time to let out a startled squeak.

“Hey… What do you think you’re doing?” He growled, grabbing your wrists and gritting his teeth, hating how his face instantly warmed, no doubt glowing as red as a tomato once he realized your intention.

“Giving you a little help... go on, grab your pack...” Shadow felt his dignity melting away, and he was certain he couldn’t stand it if anyone else saw that scene.

Shadow found himself being lifted like a big sulking plushie, his eyes glaring indignantly in your direction before he let out an exasperated sigh, turning back to face forward.

At least now, he had the perfect height and distance to grab the coffee beans without any problem.

“You’re just lucky to be that tall...” he said hoarsely, grabbing the pack and waiting for you to set him back down.

“Nah, you’re just way too short.” Placing him back on the ground, you watched him put the pack back on the counter.

“Don’t ever do that again, it was humiliating. I could’ve gotten it myself...” Shadow muttered, shaking his head.

“Come on... You’re really gonna say you don’t like contact with your girlfriend?”

“Not when she tries to turn me into a stuffed toy.” Turning toward you, the hedgehog crossed his arms, tilting his head upward as he stared straight into your eyes.

Taking advantage of the moment, you quickly leaned forward, lowering yourself, your lips brushing against his in a stolen kiss, making the hedgehog blush even more than he already was.

Without thinking twice, you laughed playfully, running out of the kitchen, already expecting that he’d try to chase after you.

Shadow froze for a few seconds at the surprise kiss, but soon shook his head, clenched his fists and ground his teeth, quickly stomping firmly after you.

“Get back here now... I may not have the height to do the same, but you’ll see what I’m capable of...” he said threateningly, though there was a subtle smirk tugging at the corner of his muzzle.

Silver

The place was busy, filled with the chatter of people all around. In front of you, the white hedgehog walked happily through the mall, looking with fascination at all the shops.

A small smile spread across your lips as you noticed him having so much fun, even in such a simple outing.

Suddenly, Silver stopped in his tracks, looking back at you.

“Hey, we’ve been walking for a while, do you want to stop and grab something to eat?” he asked, a hopeful look on his face.

“Hm? Yeah, sounds good, I’m starting to get a little hungry myself.” At your words, Silver’s expression lit up, and he grabbed your hand, excitedly leading you toward the food court.

--*--

After placing your order, you both approached an empty table. Pulling out the chair, you sat down comfortably. Beside you, the hedgehog had to subtly climb onto his chair to sit as well.

Silver rested his elbows on the table, his eyes focused on you affectionately. However, it was obvious that he wasn’t completely comfortable in his seat—after all, compared to the chair, the table was too high for him, forcing him to stretch just to rest his elbows on it.

“S-so, are you enjoying the outing so far?” the hedgehog asked, scratching the back of his neck.

“Of course, it’s been really nice, thanks for inviting me out today.” Silver beamed with a wide smile.

“I’m glad...” He leaned back from the table, placing his hands on his knees, glancing to the side as he spotted your order number on the big screen. “Well, looks like the food’s ready... I’ll go grab it!” Excited, Silver practically hopped out of his chair, walking over to the fast-food counter.

Stopping in front of the counter, the hedgehog spotted the tray with everything you ordered. But then he froze, analyzing the height of the counter—it was high even for a human, let alone him.

His golden eyes darted back to you, noticing you were distracted with your phone. Turning back to the counter, he made an attempt, standing on tiptoe and stretching as much as he could. Still, he only managed to brush the edge of the tray with his fingertips. And seeing the cups of soda, he didn’t want to risk spilling everything.

Taking a few steps back, he put a hand to his chin, analyzing the counter carefully. He could use his powers, but that would alarm everyone in the mall and probably wouldn’t help much—he’d likely spill the soda anyway.

Biting his lower lip, he started thinking of how he could carry the tray, stepping forward again.

Suddenly, he noticed a taller shadow approaching from behind him. Turning quickly, his eyes widened when he saw you standing there with a small smirk on your face.

“Having trouble?” you asked softly.

“N-no! I just... okay, maybe I couldn’t quite reach the counter...” he admitted quietly, holding his forearm and averting his gaze.

“Poor Silver...” You shook your head, grabbing the tray easily and holding it out toward him. “Here... shall we head back to the table?”

The hedgehog froze in place, his eyes wide and his face burning red. He kept glancing between you and the tray.

“...Geez, you’re making me feel embarrassed...” He rubbed his neck, letting out a timid laugh before finally accepting the tray and gripping it firmly.

“Hey, it’s fine. Whenever you need help like this, don’t hesitate to ask me, okay?” You placed a hand on his cheek, making Silver close his eyes for a moment, savoring the touch.

“Alright... I’ll ask for your help.” He smiled sweetly. “Shall we go back to the table?”

“Of course.” You followed him slowly back to your seats.

--*--

Leaving the mall, the two of you walked calmly side by side. The hedgehog glanced at you attentively as you wore a wide smile.

“I hope you enjoyed yourself...” he said.

“Of course I did, Silver. It was really fun, especially when you couldn’t reach the counter—I thought it was adorable...” You let out a snort-like laugh, making the white hedgehog blush furiously under his fur, looking away.

“Ah, y-yeah...” He chuckled too, remembering the moment, still trying to hide the blush.

“Thanks for today...” You suddenly stopped walking, turning toward him, leaning in slightly. Silver, realizing this, quickly raised both palms to stop you.

“Wait, you don’t need to bend down...” he said quickly, taking a deep breath. Then, he wrapped himself in his cyan-blue aura, starting to levitate with his psychokinesis.

In no time, he was at your height, staring into your eyes with a bit of shyness. Then, he leaned closer, pressing his muzzle against yours, capturing your lips in a slow but heartfelt kiss.

After a few seconds, he broke the kiss, returning to the ground, his muzzle completely flushed.

“Look... I liked that, you could do it more often...” you teased with a soft laugh, crossing your arms.

“Well, at least I found a way to get around our height difference, huh?” he rubbed the back of his neck.

“For sure...” Extending your hand, you held his, and the two of you walked peacefully through the streets with the sunset behind you, ready to head home.

[whitecompri]

Embarassing your Green Hedgie

Check Out: Embarassing your Hedgie

Pairing: Scourge x Human!Reader

Genre: Fluff, light comedy

Rating: G (General Audience)

Warnings: None

A/N: As always, I can't help but make a version for the dear green hedgehog.

--*--

The cold wind gave you shivers that late afternoon, as a distant thunder rumbled across the sky, darkened by the rainy day. Sighing, you pulled your coat tighter, gripping the umbrella firmly to shield yourself from the drizzle.

Looking to the side, you saw the green hedgehog keeping pace with you, walking calmly, his hands in the pockets of his jacket, his sunglasses pushed up on his forehead. He was almost at the edge of the umbrella, raindrops wetting the tips of his quills.

Noticing you staring, Scourge turned his face toward you, raising an eyebrow.

“What is it, babe?” he asked.

“Don’t you want to come a little closer under the umbrella? You’re getting soaked.”

“Nah, I’m fine jus’ like this...” He shrugged, continuing to walk, though subtly edging closer to your body. His arm tentatively reached out, wrapping around your waist, but his height didn’t help much—he had to hunch almost completely toward you, making his stride awkward.

“I know you want to show everyone I’m yours and all... but honestly, I don’t think that’s gonna work... You’re pretty short...”

“Forget my height... I just wanna hold ya...” the hedgehog muttered stubbornly, trying to keep up with his arm wrapped around you.

But when he realized it was really messing with his pace, he let go, clicking his tongue in frustration and shoving his hands back into his pockets, walking silently as he waited to finally get home.

Reaching a street crossing, you spotted a huge muddy puddle—easy for you to cross without issue, but looking at the green hedgehog beside you, you were certain he was going to end up getting filthy.

Noticing that the drizzle had stopped, you folded the umbrella, closed it, and handed it to Scourge.

“Hold this for me...” you said, making him raise a brow.

“Wha’?” he questioned, but before he even had time to process it, your arms had wrapped around his waist, lifting Scourge a few inches off the ground as you carefully began crossing the puddle.

“There we go... now you won’t get wet.”

“H-hey! Put me down... I don’t need folks thinkin’ I’m some pathetic guy who can’t even cross a damn puddle!” he barked, but without success in stopping you. His face flushed completely, visible even under his fur.

“Scourge, there’s no one around, and this is just so you won’t get wet!”

“I don’t give a damn ’bout gettin’ wet, long as I keep my dignity...” he squirmed, but soon stopped when you set him down slowly on the safety of the sidewalk on the other side. “Tsk, that ain’t fair...” he grumbled, starting to walk back home.

“You’re not even gonna thank me?”

“For what? For makin’ me look like a fool?” he huffed, continuing to walk.

You only sighed, watching his quills bristle as he made his way back home.

--*--

Stretching, you curled up under the warm blankets, turning to the side and picking up your book to continue reading.

While you were distracted, you heard slow footsteps entering the room, then the mattress behind you sank, and a few seconds later, a pair of arms wrapped around your body, pulling you closer to his.

Scourge stayed silent as he hugged you, his muzzle buried against your back while he kept his body pressed to yours. Deciding to tease him a little, you subtly turned your head.

“Hey, Scourge... Feels like I’m wearing a backpack in bed, it’d be easier if you grew a little taller...”

“So ya wanna keep bustin’ my chops, huh? Best quit while ya still can...” he warned, but you only let out a muffled laugh.

“And what are you gonna do? Massage my feet? That’s the only place you can reach anyway...” you heard him click his tongue, obviously frustrated and definitely blushing again.

After a few seconds of his silence, you placed the book back on the bedside table, then began turning your body to face him.

Turning completely, you caught the surprised look on the hedgehog’s face, his eyes fixed on you, watching your every move.

Chuckling softly, your arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer, hugging Scourge like he was a giant plush toy. He grumbled, but didn’t hesitate to return the embrace.

“See? This is how it’s supposed to be, I’ve gotta hug you like this, not the other way around.” you whispered to him, then rested your chin on top of his head.

“Man, what a damn injustice...” he muttered quietly, but made no effort to pull away from you. “But just this once I’ll allow it... only ’cause I’m in a good mood today...”

“Sure, definitely not because you like being hugged like this...” you laughed huskily, holding him tighter, making him gasp and dig his claws into you just enough to cling onto you.

“I’m just gonna act like I didn’t hear that... and hit the sack...” he hid his muzzle against your collarbone, closing his eyes, though the small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips was still obvious.

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I'm curious what your upload schedule like?

Well, I don't really have a very strict schedule to follow. But I do enjoy releasing fics on weekends, since that’s when I have more free time to review and polish everything. I especially like posting on Sunday nights. But I might consider creating a more detailed schedule in the future and posting it somewhere, so people who are curious can check it out more easily.

[whitecompri]

the dadhogs r so soft and cute it makes me sick in the BEST way possible i love them so much

your writing is elite (AND scourge content in the year 2025? we’re being so fed thank you)

Daddy's Gardening - Special Thank You

Pairing: Sonic x Reader; Shadow x Reader; Silver x Reader; Scourge x Reader

Genre: Fluff, light comedy

Rating: T (Teen)

Warnings: Light swearing

A/N: I simply don't have the words to thank you enough for all the love everyone gives me for my stories. When I started writing, I never thought I'd reach this level. But I'm grateful for it. And what better way to say thank you? With a special story! I hope you enjoy it, and if you want, you can send requests for more Scourge! After all, I know he's been a bit forgotten lately, but I don't want to abandon him so soon, so feel free to request more Scourge as much as you want!

Sonic

The blue hedgehog was relaxed against the couch that late afternoon, the console controller in his hand while his green eyes focused on the television and the colorful pixels passing on the screen. He yawned, pausing the game and getting up, heading to the kitchen for a drink.

On the way, his ears twitched to the sides, catching the sound of the front door opening and the quick footsteps of his daughter crossing the hallway, it was about time she got home from school anyway.

Grabbing a soda can, the hedgehog popped it open, taking a long sip with a content sigh. Then, with the can in hand, he walked back toward the living room.

However, when he reached the room, he noticed the coffee table in front of the couch where he had been sitting, and something different caught his attention.

A cactus. The twisted, odd-looking plant with long spines was placed right in the center table, where just moments ago there had been nothing.

“Daughter... you’re the one who brought this mistake of nature here?” Sonic called to the little one. She quickly appeared at the end of the hallway, walking back into the living room.

“Dad... it’s not a mistake of nature... I got the cactus, a lady at school gave it to me and told me to take good care of it...” she said affectionately, approaching the cactus, looking at the horrid plant with tenderness.

“Looks more like she wanted to get rid of it than give it away... But anyway, at least it won’t die if you forget to water it.” Placing the can back on the coffee table, Sonic threw himself back into his spot, picking up the controller to resume his game.

“Be careful with it, Dad... its spines are painful,” the little one warned before leaving to return to her room.

Minutes passed, and Sonic promptly forgot about the cactus on the coffee table as he got distracted in an especially difficult level of the game. He stuck his tongue out, frowning in concentration.

Then, just as he finally managed to beat the boss of the level, his hand reached for the soda can.

But what he felt against his palm was not the cold metal of the can, but a piercing pain that made him jump up with a loud yelp.

“Ouch! Augh...” He hopped around, shaking his injured hand, seeing the long cactus spines stuck in his skin. “Damn, damn...” he muttered under his breath, running toward your bedroom.

Stopping at the doorframe, he gritted his teeth, hissing in pain. His desperate look met yours as you lay on the bed, reading a book.

“My love... can you help me out?” he said in a pained tone, showing the hand that now had more spines than his whole body usually did.

“Sonic, what happened?” you said in disbelief, tossing your book aside and quickly getting up to go to his side, seeing the situation he was in.

“A cactus defeated me...” he said, holding his hand out to you.

Frowning, you examined the spines, your fingers reaching for one to try and pull it, but it only made Sonic yelp again.

“Ow, ow... easy there, darling...”

“The spines are really stuck in here... I should have some tweezers somewhere...” Turning away, you went to look through the drawers.

The little blue hedgehog passed through the hallway at that moment, stopping to look at her father.

“You forgot the cactus was there, didn’t you?... I told you to be careful.” She shook her head in disbelief.

“That cactus shouldn’t have even entered this house...” Sonic shot back, narrowing his eyes at her.

“The cactus is part of the family now...” the little one said stubbornly, crossing her arms.

You returned to Sonic’s side with tweezers in hand.

“Darling... how about putting the cactus somewhere far from Daddy? That way he won’t hurt himself anymore,” you suggested, using the tweezers to pull out one of the spines.

The little one nodded at your proposal, skipping off toward the living room.

“I’ll give that cactus to Eggman when she’s not looking... Ow...” Sonic started to say, but immediately let out another yelp as you pulled another spine from his palm.

“Sonic... leave the cactus alone...” you said softly, holding another spine with the tweezers to pull from his hand. The hedgehog flinched a little, realizing it was going to be long, painful minutes to get them all out.

--*--

Sonic walked back to the kitchen, his hand now ungloved and bandaged. He sighed, scratching his neck, opening the cabinets to look for something to eat.

Finding nothing, the hedgehog sighed again, turning and heading toward the fruit bowl. He looked out the kitchen window, appreciating the late afternoon with a little smile on his face. Despite the pain of having cactus spines stuck in his hand, he admitted it had been a rather funny situation, one that probably would never happen again.

Then, he reached his hand to grab an apple, but instead of feeling the soft skin of the fruit against his good hand, he felt once again that same piercing, throbbing pain shoot through his body. Sonic jumped back again, shaking his hand and letting out another yelp.

“You son of a...” he said, tears forming in his eyes from the pain. Looking up, right next to the fruit bowl, almost hidden, was that deformed cactus.

You stepped into the kitchen, drawn by the sound of his yelp.

“What is it now? Don’t tell me you got pricked by the cactus again?” Crossing your arms, you observed Sonic, seeing the hand that had been fine just moments ago now also full of spines. “Yeah... you got pricked again...” you let out a muffled laugh at the situation.

Your daughter approached, peeking into the kitchen.

“This isn’t funny... And you, I thought your mother told you to put the cactus somewhere far from me...” Sonic said, stepping closer, still with his hand throbbing in pain.

“I did... you never touch the fruit bowl...” she said, crossing her arms.

“Darling... I think we already have enough spiky things in this house, don’t you agree? Better give the cactus to someone else, your dad just doesn’t mix well with dangerous plants...” you said softly to her, placing your hand on her shoulder.

“Fine... I wasn’t really going to keep it anyway, it would’ve died of thirst... I’d forget to water it...” she said with a shrug, walking to pick up the problematic plant.

Sonic walked up to you with the same puppy-dog face.

“What’s with that poor thing look?” you laughed. “Relax, my love... these wounds heal fast, you’ll be fine.” Placing your hand on his cheek, you turned, leading him back to the bedroom to once again go through the long process of pulling spines out of the hedgehog’s hand.

“I never want to see a cactus again in my life...” he said irritably, making you laugh once more at that unexpected situation.

Shadow

The black hedgehog was focused on the task at hand: sweeping the house. He carefully moved the broom, making sure to clear all the dust and dirt off the floor, leaving the house spotless.

The front door opened at that moment, making Shadow look curiously, spotting the little black hedgehog girl walking in, carrying a plant pot with a small shrub a bit bigger than she was.

“Hey, Dad...” she greeted, passing by him.

“Where did you find that?” he questioned, leaning the broom against the wall.

“I got it at school... It’s pretty, right?” she said proudly, showing off the plant.

“Looks like just weeds... But if you like it...” Shadow crossed his arms. “Put it on the table and we’ll water it later... And be careful not to spill dirt on the floor, I just swept...”

“Leave it to me...” she said, struggling a bit to place the pot on the table.

The shrub looked quite harmless from the outside — no spines, nothing scary, nothing that could hurt. It was really just a green bush.

Sighing, Shadow went back to cleaning the house diligently.

--*--

The next morning, Shadow slowly entered the kitchen, yawning, his quills messy, showing he had just woken up. His eyes landed on the plant at the center of the table, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Reaching for the cabinet, he opened it, grabbing the bag of coffee beans and a little container to use.

However, as he looked closer at the container, his eyes widened completely — something greenish and furry-looking was crawling inside the pot.

The hedgehog’s ears dropped to the sides, his nose scrunching in disgust as he placed the pot on the counter, examining the little creature more closely. He grabbed a folded paper and poked it, making the thing curl up into a spiral.

Shadow raised an eyebrow.

“What the—?” He leaned closer to observe, but suddenly flinched at the sound of a small thud on the counter nearby, jumping back as his red eyes scanned the area, spotting another one of those things, apparently fallen from the cabinet above.

Frowning, Shadow opened the cabinet, eyes widening as he saw at least five more of those crawling things all over the dishes.

You entered the kitchen slowly, yawning.

“Good morning, love...” You said, but froze in place when you saw the look of terror in his eyes as the hedgehog turned to you.

“Don’t take another step... This kitchen has an infestation.”

“What do you mean?” But before you could get an answer, the hedgehog dashed toward you, grabbing your wrist and pulling you out of the kitchen, stopping at the doorway, staring inside. “Shadow... what’s in our kitchen?” You asked, starting to get worried.

Then, he pointed, showing you the several green and brown terrifying-looking things crawling inside the cabinet. You squinted, trying to figure out what they were.

“What are you two doing just standing here?” Both of you jumped at the sudden words of your daughter, who was now standing behind you.

“Our kitchen is infested with... grotesque larvae...” Shadow’s voice faltered a bit as he crossed his arms, staring impassively at the kitchen, probably remembering something he had seen before.

“Larvae?” The little one asked, looking inside the kitchen, stepping in.

“Wait...” Shadow tried to warn.

“It’s okay, dad, I know you’re just trying to protect us, but nothing will happen.” The little girl reassured, getting closer to the counter.

Her eyes scanned the creatures, meticulously analyzing the really grotesque appearance of those things, then she turned, stopping in front of you.

“Can I borrow your phone, mom...” You hesitated, then handed her the phone, curious to see what she would do.

The little one went back to the counter, aimed the camera, and snapped a photo, then began to research.

“Aha! I know what this is...” She said proudly, bouncing back to you. “Dad... it’s not a larva... This thing’s scientific name is Lonomia obliqua... or Brazilian Fire Caterpillar...”

“So it’s just a damn caterpillar? And here I thought it was harmful?” Shadow shook his head in disbelief, blushing slightly at how his protective instincts had gotten the better of him at that moment.

“Actually... it’s very venomous and has even killed people... It’s the most venomous caterpillar in the world, those tiny hairs inject the venom...” The little one noted naturally, making Shadow’s eyes widen.

He immediately grabbed both your wrists, pulling you even further away from the kitchen.

“How did they get in here?” He asked rhetorically.

“Probably came with my shrub... Funny, yesterday I hadn’t seen any, and now they’ve infested the kitchen...” The little girl scratched her chin, handing your phone back.

“We’re going to have to burn down the kitchen...” Shadow muttered with a dark look.

“Shadow! We’re not burning down the kitchen!” You argued.

“Those things are infesting everything... it’s dangerous!” He retorted.

“Let’s just sweep them into a bucket and then we’ll see what we do...”

“Set the bucket on fire... I won’t let venomous things stay near my family...”

“For Gaia’s sake, we’re not burning caterpillars!”

--*--

The black hedgehog still had a scowl as he quickly swept the floor, brushing the remaining dirt and the last caterpillars into a dustpan, dumping them inside a bucket.

Shadow sighed.

“That must’ve been the last one... Now what?” He turned to you.

“Well, caterpillars will eventually turn into moths... There must be a place that can take care of them until then...” You crossed your arms, looking at the bucket full of creatures.

“I’ll find such a place...” He said quietly, putting the lid on the bucket.

“Dad, are you taking the shrub too?” The little one ran up to him, holding the pot in her hands. Shadow’s gaze softened.

“No, dear... Just the larva... I mean, caterpillars...” He placed his hand on top of her head.

“But dad... I like the plant, but this is the caterpillars’ home... I’d feel bad leaving them without a house...” The little girl looked down at the floor.

Shadow gave a small smile, suddenly feeling a paternal pride swell inside him at his daughter’s attitude.

“Alright... I’ll take it along then... I bet Eggman would love a new plant at his doorstep.” Shadow flashed a rare amused smile, giving you a mischievous look.

“I don’t even recognize you...” You laughed.

“I’m just kidding... I wouldn’t want him to kill the caterpillars after all the work I had to sweep them up...” He said, picking up the pot.

“You’re worried about the caterpillars now? And not about him?” You laughed more.

Shadow only let out a ‘hmph’, turning to head out the door.

Silver

The white hedgehog walked slowly across the backyard lawn, carrying the watering can in his hands, humming softly to himself. Stopping near a faucet, he crouched down, filling the can until it reached what he considered a good amount.

Sighing, Silver walked back to the corner where he kept his little crops. But then, he spotted the white fur of a small hedgehog crouched among the plants. Smiling to himself, he approached his daughter.

“Hey, sweetheart... what are you doing there?” Getting closer, he stopped at her side, seeing what she was up to.

The little one was carefully planting a small seedling into the soil, it was already quite big, with some green fruits ready to ripen.

“I’m planting... I got it at school...” She said softly, focusing on the task.

“What a beautiful plant...” Setting the watering can aside, Silver knelt beside her. “What is it?” He asked curiously.

“Pepper...” Silver’s ears drooped slightly to the sides before returning to normal. He wasn’t a fan of peppers. In fact, he couldn’t understand how anyone could like something like that to eat. For him, just thinking about the spiciness was enough to make him shudder.

“P-pepper... ah, nice, honey... Do you know what kind of pepper?” He asked, hoping it was a milder type, like the Sweety Drop pepper.

“It’s a Carolina Reaper.” The white hedgehog’s eyes widened at his daughter’s words, his jaw dropping slightly as he stared at the seedling in disbelief.

“Carolina Reaper?” He repeated, trying to confirm if that’s what she really said.

“Yes, Carolina Reaper...”

“Sweetheart... do you know the reputation of that pepper?” He asked, a bit hesitant.

“Yeah, I know, it’s the strongest pepper in the world.” She said with a little grin. “Cool, right, dad? We can grow it and then sell it to people who like it.” Standing up, the little one crossed her arms, admiring the little plant.

“Yes, yes... I guess we can do that...” A bead of sweat ran down Silver’s forehead, he knew very well his own limits with peppers, but he was willing to let it slide this time, especially since it was his daughter who had chosen to plant that pepper.

--*--

Stretching, Silver yawned as he stepped out the back door of the house. As days went by, he had learned to live with and even grow fond of the new plant in his garden. After all, in the end, it hadn’t done him any harm, and his daughter liked taking care of it, watering it almost every day.

That morning, as part of his routine, he went outside to water his little vegetable patch and garden, wanting everything to bloom and stay green.

But suddenly, as soon as he got closer to the small crops, a strong, painful odor hit his nostrils, making Silver freeze right where he stood.

He knew that smell well, and he didn’t like it one bit.

Growling softly, his hand rubbed at his throat, feeling it burn and sting, his eyes starting to water from the odor.

The hedgehog turned around, running back inside the house, heading straight to the kitchen, opening the fridge, startling you as you looked at him.

Silver grabbed a carton of milk, opened it, poured it into a glass, and downed it all at once, letting out a relieved sigh.

“Silver? Is something wrong?” You asked, confused.

The hedgehog panted, his expression almost one of despair.

“The pepper...” He pointed outside, to the garden.

“Pepper?” You raised an eyebrow. “Did you eat a pepper?”

“N-no... I smelled it...” He looked at the milk carton, looking terrified. And for you, who knew him well, his reaction was actually understandable. The hedgehog really was more sensitive than normal to foods like that.

“But where did a pepper come from in your garden?” You asked, stepping closer to check if he was alright.

“I planted it, mom...” Your daughter said, standing at the kitchen door. “I got the seedling from school... Then I decided to put it with dad’s plants.” She said innocently.

“Sweetheart... Your dad has an aversion to peppers... He gets sick just from smelling them.” You said, moving closer to her and placing your hand on her head.

“Oh… I didn’t know… otherwise I wouldn’t have planted it…”

Her little eyes shifted into an almost regretful look as she turned her gaze to Silver.

“It’s okay, sweetheart… I didn’t want you to worry about me… It’s just that… today specifically the smell is worse than usual…” he said with his still-hoarse voice, pulling himself back together.

“It’s fine, Dad… I’ll take the pepper and put it in a pot, I think I can sell it to someone.” the little one said, running outside the house to look for a pot.

Silver sighed in relief, following her. You went after them, grabbing a cloth, handing it to Silver so he could press it against his nose to try to ease the strong odor.

Minutes passed until, finally, the little white hedgehog appeared from the middle of the plantation, carrying the plant in a pot in her arms, her shirt lifted over her nose while her eyes watered as well.

The little one stopped in front of Silver.

“T-the smell really is very strong…” she said in a nasal voice.

“Sweetheart, looks like you even took after your dad in that, huh?” Shaking your head in disbelief, you took the plant from her hands. “Take care of her, okay? I’ll try to keep the plant far from you two…” you said, walking away to place the plant somewhere safe from them.

Silver and his daughter stayed there, sniffling, watching as you left the backyard.

“I didn’t know peppers were that aggressive to my nose…” she said, sniffling and coughing softly from her burning throat.

“At least it’s good to know I’m not the only one…” Silver tried to laugh, but started coughing too. “Come on, daughter… Usually a glass of milk helps relieve it…” He held her hand, leading her back inside the house.

--*--

You were lying in bed, the blanket already pulled over you, holding a book in your hands, reading and slowly flipping through the pages, focused on the story.

Silver slid under the covers, a little tissue in his hands as he kept pressing it against his nose from the earlier exposure to the strongest pepper in the world.

Sighing tiredly, he practically collapsed onto the mattress, dragging himself closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he tried to snuggle against your arm.

But at that moment, that familiar burning odor once again infiltrated his nostrils, making Silver jolt back, pressing the tissue against his nose.

“Silver? What’s wrong?” you asked, worried, putting the book aside.

“Pepper…” he said nasally. Your eyes widened, lifting your arm, you sniffed, realizing the predominant smell of the powerful pepper, even making your own nose sting.

“Damn… I’m sorry… I’ll wash my arm…” you said with a guilty look, getting out of bed, leaving the hedgehog there with teary eyes.

When you returned, he had recovered a little, and you lay back down in your place.

“This sensitivity of yours to peppers is terrible, huh?” you laughed.

“You have no idea…” he said, sniffling, snuggling into you again to sleep. “I don’t want to see those terrible red things in front of me for a long time…” he muttered.

“Don’t worry… no peppers are coming into this house again…” you said with a smile, wrapping your arms around him to sleep.

Scourge

The green hedgehog was sitting on a little stool outside the house, facing the wooden fence, a few nails between his teeth while he frowned, focused on fixing the broken fence.

He hammered the nails quickly into the wood, securing them properly to keep everything in place. He stopped for a second, wiping the excess sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, then went back to concentrating.

But at that moment, his muzzle twisted as he caught a strange odor. He quickly turned, looking for the source of that unpleasant smell, but found nothing.

Still, his sensitive nostrils weren’t going to leave him in peace until he got rid of that source of agony.

Snorting, he walked inside, pinching his nose while struggling to breathe only through his mouth.

Scourge entered the house, the odor clearly growing stronger.

That’s when his eyes spotted his daughter, in one corner of the living room, placing a potted plant on the floor. Next to her, her younger sister approached, starting to observe as well.

“Ey… what the hell is that?” Scourge asked, narrowing his eyes at the huge red plant, with a hole in the middle and several white spots.

“Dad… it’s a flower, isn’t it pretty?” the older daughter asked proudly.

“It stinks…” he said irritably. “Really stinks… almost makin’ me toss up my lunch.”

“Don’t be dramatic… The way it beautifies the room is worth more than its smell…” the little one said, discreetly pretending she wasn’t also bothered by the plant’s odor.

“I don’t want my house smellin’ like sewage… ya better take this thing outta here, ‘fore I do it myself…” Clenching his fists, he waited for the little ones to take the pestilent plant away.

“I got this plant, Dad, I’m not taking it out…” the older one insisted. The younger, beside her, put her hand on her nose, trying to block the smell. The older one took her sister’s hand away, trying to make it look like it wasn’t as terrible as it was.

“Well then… I’ll leave you two locked up in this house, me an’ ya mom’ll head out… If ya can stand all day with this walkin’ sewer, then fine, keep it…”

“It’s not a walking sewer! Her name is rafflesia!”

“That ain’t the point here! And who even gave ya somethin’ like that? Couldn’t it have been, I dunno, a pot of lavender?” He crossed his arms, but quickly regretted taking his hand off his nose.

“What’s going on here? Why does the house smell like this?” Appearing at the doorway, hand over your nose as well, you saw the three hedgehogs standing in the living room, and next to your daughters, a huge red plant that was clearly releasing all that unpleasant odor.

“These brats dragged this disgustin’ thing into the house… and now they don’t wanna take it out!” Scourge said, nearly desperate.

“Okay… leave it to me…” you whispered to him, approaching the little ones. “Hey, darlings… I know you liked this flower… It really is pretty… But we also want the house to be livable too, right?” You placed your hand on their cheeks, the youngest nodding.

“Yeah… I guess that’s true…” the older one answered.

“Great… please let Daddy take care of the plant, and I promise I’ll get you a nicer-smelling flower… or even a fake rafflesia, so it won’t leave the house with this weird smell…”

The little ones nodded together.

“Okay… But Dad… you have to plant it somewhere it can grow, understood?” the little one pointed her finger at Scourge.

“Yeah yeah… I’ll do whatever I can…” He came closer, gathering the plant in his arms without hesitation, disappearing outside the house.

--*--

At night, you were finishing brushing your teeth in the bathroom. Scourge was leaning against the doorway, focused on his phone, waiting for you so you could go to bed together.

“You planted the rafflesia, right?” you asked, rinsing your mouth. He raised an eyebrow at you, a mischievous grin spreading on his face.

“Oh yeah… I planted it at the bottom of a rivar, ya know? That way it won’t be breathin’ out that rotten stink no more…” He chuckled.

“Scourge!” you scolded him.

“Ey, relax, I ain’t that bad… I dropped it off at a flowar shop, let ‘em deal with it… I ain’t wastin’ time plantin’ nasty flowers.” He stretched, walking with you to the bedroom.

“You really are hopeless.” Shaking your head in disbelief, you climbed into bed.

“Me?! And those brats who keep bringin’ this crap into the house?”

“They definitely take after you…” you laughed, making Scourge let out a low ‘tsk’, but settle beside you to sleep too, silently admitting that the girls had more in common with him than he could ever express.

[whitecompri]

I read the roboticize sonic one and i absolutely loved it can you please do a part 2 of roboticize sonic X yo-Kai reader so this takes place during the mountain mission and the evil yokai is orcanos because somehow the freedom fighter ended up in terror time and while sonic was explaining to them about what yokai are and about terror time the reader tells them to get to a safe distance of course sonic ask why but the reader just tells him to just do it and when sonic and the freedom fighter are a safe distance away the reader turns into her awoken form and this shocked sonic as even though the reader did tell him about her awoken form he never seen it before and the reader just one shot orcanos but after that she fell unconscious because it take a lot of energy to turn into her awoken form sonic of course catches the reader and after all of that when it was Valentine's Day sonic proposed to the reader and of course the reader say yes (this is the same person that ask the original one)

Beyond The Metal Heart Part 2

Check Out: Part 1

Pairing: Robian!Sonic x Yo-Kai!Reader

Genre: Adventure, Fantasy, Romance, Drama

Rating: T (Teen)

Warnings: Moderate violence, Supernatural elements

Disclaimer: This fanfic is a crossover between Sonic the Hedgehog (mostly based on the lore of Archie Comics) and Yo-Kai Watch, mixing elements from both universes. All characters belong to their respective franchises, and this story was created for entertainment purposes only.

A/N: Thanks for the request! I think this is definitely the biggest crossover I've written to date, and although the entire research and writing process took quite a while, I was really happy to learn about Yo-Kai Watch and discover more about this world, so in the end, I gained another universe that I really like. I hope you enjoy it!

--*--

The cold breeze collided against your skin, causing shivers to run through your body. Suddenly, you stopped in your tracks, your avid eyes scanning the thick fog that surrounded what once had been a pleasant forest.

Your hand tightened around your club.

“Noticed anything?” The Robian’s voice sounded by your side, pulling your focus toward him.

“Nothing much, just a strange breeze...” Turning forward again, you resumed walking, the twigs and dry leaves cracking beneath your feet. “These anomalies are getting more and more frequent in Mobius...” you observed, pausing to look at claw marks on a nearby tree. Instead of sap, a purple substance dripped endlessly.

“You’re right, at first it seemed normal, but it’s become excessive...” Sonic stopped beside you, gently crossing his metallic arms. “Is this evidence of yo-kais?” he asked.

“Yes... one passed by here not long ago, probably the same one we’ve been tracking for a while.” Watching some tracks on the ground, you continued walking slowly through the vegetation.

“I just hope Eggman isn’t trying to merge our worlds again...” the hedgehog muttered, soon following you, stopping a little ahead.

“If he tried, we’d have a real problem. Luckily, this all looks more like Yo-kai work than human...” Kneeling down, you examined a kind of footprint. “But there’s nothing to worry about, you’re already an expert at fighting yo-kais, and you’ve still got me on top of that.” Standing back up, you kept walking, following the tracks.

“Well, guess I’ll have to do my best to protect you then, promise to your dad.” Laughing, Sonic analyzed more marks on the trees, all oozing that purple substance.

“Wait...” you warned, crouching behind a berry bush, gesturing for him to quickly join you.

Without hesitation, Sonic moved as quietly as he could and crouched beside you behind the bush.

“See that? It’s the Yo-kai... I’m impressed it’s here. Looks like Eggman’s experiments really messed our worlds up completely.”

The Robian’s robotic eyes scanned the environment carefully, only spotting a huge red lucky cat statue standing in the middle of a clearing. Turning to you, Sonic gave you a confused look.

“It’s a statue...”

“Look closer... It only looks like a Maneki Neko statue... but it really isn’t.” You narrowed your eyes, rising slightly.

“If you say so...” Shrugging, Sonic stood and followed as you left the improvised hiding place, walking toward the enormous statue.

Stopping before the imposing red figure, you exchanged looks.

“Alright, now what?” the hedgehog asked, stepping forward.

“I’d advise not getting too close...” Smirking, you leaned on your club, resting it against the ground.

“You said it yourself, darling. I’m already an expert at handling yo-kais...” Sonic replied smugly, giving the statue a couple of punches.

For a moment, everything was silent. Then, suddenly, in the grim silence of the forest, a loud hiss echoed, making the Robian jump back from the source of the sound. The statue.

“Told you...” Shrugging, you grabbed your club, slinging it over your shoulder, ready for battle.

The statue’s once lifeless eyes suddenly lit up, feline pupils narrowing as the massive lucky cat figure closed its mouth, revealing its fangs.

“What’s this one...?” he asked, taking a battle stance.

“Red Paws... Better watch out for its paw... especially the claws.”

“My love, don’t underestimate me...” Chuckling, Sonic stretched, ready for combat.

“When we’re done here, I’ll want a long break back home...” You stretched too, a habit you’d picked up from Sonic.

“I’ll want the same—along with a chili dog, please.”

“You never change, do you?” Laughing, you lunged forward, preparing your club for an attack.

“For you, I’d even be willing to turn into scrap metal...” Laughing with you, Sonic curled into himself, charging a Spin Dash.

“Such cheesiness, we’re in the middle of a fight!” Using your powers, you ignited your club, flames bursting before you struck the yo-kai, pushing it back several feet.

“I’m just trying to be romantic!” the hedgehog shouted, spinning at high speed with his Spin Dash, striking Red Paws squarely at its base. With a loud hiss, it fell backward, motionless.

Sonic rolled back to you, standing up.

“Yo-kai neutralized?” he asked, brushing a hand over the metal plates of his arms.

“Yes, success, though it was... pretty easy, wasn’t it?” Nudging his side, you watched the fallen yo-kai dissolve into a purple cloud.

But just as the purple haze dissipated completely, a crackling in the vegetation behind you put you both on alert again.

“It’s not over yet...” Taking battle stance, you gripped your red club firmly with both hands, while the hedgehog positioned himself at your side, ready for whatever was coming.

“See anything?...” he whispered.

Before you could answer, the crackling grew louder. Your eyes widened instantly, your arm wrapping around Sonic’s waist, pulling him against you as you leapt aside, crashing into some bushes.

At that same moment, mere inches from you, a massive figure leapt from the dark forest behind—a beast resembling a mix between a dog and a lion, huge and white, snapping its jaws but missing thanks to your quick dodge.

“Great... and here I thought it’d be a piece of cake...” Sonic muttered, jumping up and pulling you to your feet.

“Careful with this one... It’s Swirlious Omai...”

“A Komainu?”

“Best not underestimate it... or it’ll freeze you alive...” With a sly grin, you dashed into the clearing, eager for the fight. The yo-kai snorted, a muffled laugh escaping as it prepared for another charge, determined to hit you. Then it began running.

It rushed toward you with great speed, giving you just enough time to defend with your club. The impact of the beast’s head against your weapon sent flames spraying outward, subtly spreading around you.

Your strength was enough to lessen the blow, but the creature wasn’t backing down so easily.

Before you could counterattack, the yo-kai opened its jaws right in front of you, about to bite down brutally, but before it could, you felt an arm wrap around your waist, pulling you away.

You rolled on the ground again but quickly recovered, standing up.

“You okay?” Sonic asked, also standing up.

“I’m fine... thanks for the save, we’re even now...” Gripping your club firmly, you ignited it once more, the blazing flames making the Komainu hesitate for a moment before growling in warning.

“If we defeat this one... the fog will surely disperse...” Sonic observed, clenching his fists, awaiting your command.

“Certainly... let’s give it our best.” Swinging the club back, you began charging a strike. The yo-kai raked the ground with its claws, leaving deep marks, then bolted at you again. “Sonic... be ready...”

“Don’tcha worry...” he grinned, stepping back.

In seconds, the yo-kai stopped in front of you, jaws wide open for another bite. At the same time, you swung your club, but the Komainu snapped its mouth shut, trapping your weapon between its teeth, breaking it in half.

Throwing aside the remnants, you jumped back, watching the incandescent material of the club take effect. The yo-kai spat the metal pieces, dazed for just a second.

“Now!”

“Right away!”

As if choreographed, you and Sonic charged the enemy together. In your hands, a flaming blade materialized.

Sonic leapt overhead, targeting a Homing Attack, striking the top of the yo-kai’s head hard, making it roar and rise onto its hind legs, exposing weak points.

Grunting, you rushed in, pulling your blade back before slashing. The flaming strike cut through the yo-kai, fire blazing up into the sky, lighting the forest.

With a loud roar, the Komainu toppled backward, also dissipating into this world as purple smoke.

Sighing, you dematerialized your blade, crossing your arms as you watched the anomaly fade away in that forest, the sound of birds returning and the warm sun shining once again.

“Well... I guess mission accomplished...” You chuckled softly, turning to see Sonic, who stood at your side, also watching the place with a small grin.

“...Well, that’s how I like to see Mobius, free from any kind of anomaly...” He said with pride in his voice, finally focusing on you. “I think we deserve a break, don’t you?”

“...Definitely... back home? My father must already be worried.”

“Of course, I’m looking forward to a long nap...” He stretched his arms, beginning to follow you, eager to reach the place he now called home.

--*--

Your hands pushed against the heavy palace doors, opening them with a loud creak that echoed through the hall. Right behind you, Sonic followed happily, relieved that you had finally arrived.

However, when your eyes focused on Lord Enma, standing with several sheets of paper in his hands, analyzing something, you knew at that very moment that rest would have to wait.

“Ah, you two!” Your father called, a little smile on his face. “Good to see you back, how was the anomaly hunt?” Enma approached, stopping right in front of you.

“It was a complete success. We had an unexpected twist, it turned out to be two yo-kais causing the anomaly, Red Paws and Swirlious Omai, but both have already been neutralized and removed from Mobius...” You crossed your arms, speaking respectfully.

“Excellent, excellent... Actually, you arrived just in time...” Your father’s expression quickly grew more serious as he placed a hand on his hip.

“Yes?”

“Another anomaly... But this one seems... a little more violent.”

“Violent? What do you mean?” Sonic stepped forward, confused.

“It means the power contained in this anomaly is equal to, if not greater than, the energy of Terror Time where you faced Gargaros.” He said gravely, scratching his chin. “It’s happening right now, in this mountain...” He turned the papers toward you, showing the location. Sonic nodded, recognizing the area immediately.

“How long ago did this anomaly begin?” You asked.

“Approximately an hour ago... But there’s still time to get there...”

“Alright... Let’s go, Sonic, we need to hurry...” Turning to run, the hedgehog dashed ahead, but you felt a hand on your shoulder holding you back. Looking behind, you saw Enma.

“Be careful, alright?”

“You don’t need to say that twice, for you and for Sonic...” You placed your hand over your father’s, making him smile. Suddenly, he enclosed your hand with both of his, giving you an object.

You looked curiously at what appeared to be a carved amulet, tied with a red cord.

“Father? This is what I think it is... I mean, will it really be necessary to use...?” You asked hesitantly.

“I hope it won’t be necessary... But it’s for precaution. I know your ability to use this... So keep it safe...” He said with confidence, releasing your hand and crossing his arms.

“Alright... thank you for the gift, father...” Nodding to him, you turned and ran out of the palace, following Sonic to eliminate yet another yo-kai anomaly in Mobius.

--*--

The beautiful Mobius mountain, a place well known to Sonic, where he had often come to wander. Now, however, the area was covered in thick mist, the sky distorted, the air heavy. The energy of the place was strong enough to subdue the two of you if you weren’t experienced enough to handle it.

“This place...” You said, panting a little.

“It’s even hard to breathe here...” Sonic muttered, his metallic footsteps echoing through the environment.

“Well, we can’t stop now... keep looking for the yo-kai, it must be very close...” Suddenly, right after your words, Sonic halted at your side, glancing around.

“I heard something...?”

“What?”

“Voices?” Without waiting for your answer, the hedgehog darted off in the blink of an eye.

“Sonic! Wait!” Running after him, you dodged some large rocks, leaping into a spot that looked like a mountain cave. Your eyes widened at the sight of the voices’ owners. “Who are these people?” Your voice came out more surprised than you intended.

In front of you, Sonic smiled with his arms crossed. In a defensive stance behind him stood a walrus, a rabbit, a squirrel, and a coyote. They were armed, equipped, and eyed you with suspicion.

“Hey... Let me do the introductions...” He cleared his throat. “[Y/N], these are some of my friends, they’re part of a group called the Freedom Fighters... And guys, this is [Y/N], she’s basically the princess of the yo-kai world...” He gestured between you, but even the introductions didn’t erase the mistrust in their eyes. “And she’s also my girlfriend, alright?” Sonic laughed, making them all widen their eyes in shock this time.

“Where have you been? It’s been so long since we last saw you... Tails mentioned something about you... moving to another world, but he didn’t go into details...” The squirrel stepped forward, crossing her arms.

“It’s a long story, trust me... But anyway... How did you end up right in the middle of a Terror Time?” Sonic asked, tapping his foot on the ground. The walrus stepped forward.

“We received a call to come here... Strange clouds had started circling the mountain’s sky... we evacuated everyone living nearby, but when we investigated further, we got sucked into this strange place...” He said, crossing his arms as well.

“Alright, we need to take you all somewhere safe...” Sonic gestured for them to follow.

“No way... we fight too... whatever the enemy may be...” The squirrel said with determination.

“Sally... please... the danger here doesn’t even compare to anything you’ve ever faced in your lives...” Sonic put a hand on his hip.

While they argued, you stepped out of the cave, deciding to observe the perimeter as Sonic tried to convince his friends to find better shelter.

You climbed higher, analyzing the land formations. Meanwhile, Sonic continued speaking with the Freedom Fighters.

“Listen... yo-kais are... well, creatures that don’t usually live in this world, at least not in a way we can see them... And they have their own world, where I’m living now with my girlfriend.” Sonic said confidently.

“A yo-kai world? But Sonic...” Sally began to argue, but Sonic gestured with his hand for her to stop.

“I’m happy there, I have a new life... I’m a Robian now, and I needed a big motivation... That world and [Y/N] were what helped me find meaning to exist again...” Everyone fell silent at his words, exchanging glances.

“Alright... I understand. If you’re happy with this life, then there’s nothing to argue about...” Sally said, sighing.

At that moment, you jumped back into the cave, your expression one of shock.

“Sonic... you need to get them out of here... fast!” You urged, making him look at you in confusion.

“Hey... what happened? Why the urgency?” He asked, curious.

“Just go... no time to explain right now...” You said, dashing out again, climbing up the steep rocks of the mountain.

Behind you, Sonic evacuated the Freedom Fighters from the area, just as you had asked.

In front of you, through the dense fog, a gigantic figure appeared, resembling a yo-kai you already knew, its heavy steps making the ground tremble.

Facing the figure, you narrowed your eyes. The energy that massive yo-kai radiated was truly terrifying. You yourself were almost paralyzed by its overwhelming presence. If you tried to fight, especially with your abilities not being at their peak, you knew you’d lose easily if you relied on luck in battle.

So, you turned to the only option available at that moment.

Reaching into your pocket, you quickly pulled out the small object, your eyes scanning the carvings of the amulet. Taking a deep breath, you held it firmly against your chest, beginning to walk toward the giant.

In a few steps, you stopped in the middle of a clearing on the mountain, waiting for your rival to approach.

From afar, Sonic watched everything, his eyes widening immediately at the massive shape of the yo-kai against the mist.

“Damn... I really hope you know what you’re doing...” Sonic muttered to himself, watching anxiously, wanting to intervene and help you, but still trying to honor your request to keep his distance from that battle.

Opening your eyes, you observed the figure standing just a few meters away, the mist now dissipating as he approached, first revealing his pair of twisted golden horns, then his red eyes and the black coloring of the oni, along with the white and red markings across his body, as if they were tattoos.

He carried a huge club on his shoulder, and as soon as he spotted you, he stopped in his tracks, staring directly at you.

“Orcanos... I figured it was you... But that doesn’t change anything...” Clutching the amulet, you stretched out your arm, raising the object above your head. “I’ve already defeated Gargaros... and many other dangerous yo-kai... You’re just another obstacle...”

The oni growled, raising the club, preparing to strike you with full force.

In that instant, the amulet lit up, radiating a white light that limited the vision of everyone witnessing the clash. You felt your body heat up as the power of Awakening flowed through your veins.

Your body throbbed with the intensity of the Awakening, and suddenly you felt lighter, as you began to levitate almost naturally, your hair turning white and becoming spikier, your clothes shifting in color to a dark blue mixed with purple.

White clouds appeared around you, starting to wrap around your arms and slowly swirl around you, and on your forehead, a third eye opened, marking the completion of your transformation.

You opened your eyes, gazing impassively at Orcanos as you floated at his exact height. The Oni, however, seemed unimpressed, only growling again, once more charging a strike with the club.

Extending your hand, your sword materialized against your palm, and with just a swing of your arm, you struck the air, the clouds and flames of the sword blending into a cutting attack through the skies, hitting the yo-kai squarely in the middle. He roared in pain, being hurled several meters back by the force of the impact, crashing loudly against some rocks.

Orcanos still tried to get up, grabbing the club, but his strength faded, and he too began to dissipate into a cloud of purple smoke.

Sighing, you looked at your enemy with disdain, but then, you began to feel the weakness of your Awakened form take over, the clouds dissipating along with the mist of the place, your appearance returning to normal as you felt heavy.

Sonic’s eyes widened in the distance.

“Oh no...” he said before dashing straight toward you.

Luckily, arriving just in time beneath where you had been levitating, he caught you in his arms, losing his balance for a moment, but quickly regaining it. He looked over your unconscious face, searching for injuries.

Your eyes slowly opened, focusing on him.

“Hey... you saved me again...” A faint smile crossed your face.

“Always... I’ll always save you... Promised your dad, otherwise he’d turn me into molten metal...” Sonic joked, sliding his finger across your cheek.

“Dummy...” you replied, closing your eyes again to try to relax in his arms.

“Was that your Awoken form?” he asked hesitantly. “I’d never seen it before...”

“Well... feel honored then, it was the first time I used it... but it already drained my strength...” You placed your hand on your forehead.

“I noticed, but if you’re this strong without control, imagine when you master it, just like Lord Enma...” Sonic sat down on the grass, still holding you in his arms.

“It’ll still take a while for that... But at least until then I’ll always have you by my side...” you said playfully.

“Who’s being sappy now, huh?” The Robian teased, chuckling softly.

Giving him a weak punch on the shoulder, you laughed as well.

“Let’s just go back home... I really need a break right now...” Agreeing with your idea, Sonic stood up, lifting you with him, preparing to return home and give you your well-deserved rest after the battle.

--*--

The soft morning breeze caressed your face, as you sat on your knees, keeping your posture while watching the Yo-kai World from the heights of the palace. The wind stirred the cherry blossom leaves around, making the morning scene pleasant and beautiful.

Your hands held your little cup of green tea, bringing it to your lips for a sip. It had already been a few days since you faced Orcanos. After receiving Lord Enma’s congratulations for your deed and your well-deserved break, things returned to your routine. The routine you had grown so fond of.

Behind you, the sliding door opened, followed by metallic footsteps so familiar to you.

“Found ya... You disappeared from the room so early, I didn’t know where you’d gone...” Sonic approached, his tone cheerful, but still with a nervous edge.

“I just wanted to enjoy some tea early in the morning, next time I’ll wake you up with me...” You said with a small smile.

“Better not, you wake up too early...” He laughed, stopping beside you. “This world’s got a pretty nice view...” he commented.

“Indeed...” Your eyes caught in your peripheral vision his foot tapping the ground nervously, making you raise an eyebrow. But before you could ask, his voice came.

“Hey... do you know what day it is today?” he asked, focusing on you.

“How could I forget... Valentine’s Day, right? Why? Did you come to give your girlfriend a gift?” You asked, smiling at him.

“Heh, actually...” He fully turned toward you, then suddenly, to your surprise, he dropped to one knee in front of you, his hand revealing a small purple velvet box.

Your eyes widened at the sight of the box, almost not believing what was happening.

“Sonic...” you whispered hopefully.

“I’m terrible at speeches... But... after all this time together, I think it’s time to take things to the next level...” He smiled with his metallic muzzle.

Your heart raced as you watched, while his other hand held the box’s lid, opening it to reveal a beautiful golden ring with kanji engravings and a shining diamond set in the middle.

“Will you marry me?” he asked, nearly breathless, which made you hold your breath for a moment, trying to compose yourself. “Your father already gave his blessing, don’t worry, okay?” Sonic quickly added, laughing, making you laugh along with him.

“You really are a fool... How could I possibly say no to this? Of course I’ll marry you, you silly hedgehog...” You laughed, suddenly feeling emotional.

Sonic scratched the back of his neck, laughing too, then quickly took the ring, setting the box aside, holding your hand reverently, sliding the ring carefully until it fit perfectly on your finger.

“There... My fiancée...” He gave a small smirk.

“You know there’s no turning back now, right?” you teased.

“And why would I ever want to turn back?...” His hand held your cheek, pulling you closer, he pressed his metallic muzzle against your face, you let out a muffled laugh, kissing the metal of his face in return.

In that perfect moment, you sealed forever the union of these two worlds that would never be left unprotected against threats—not with you and your future husband to protect peace, both in Mobius and in the Yo-kai World.

[whitecompri]

By way,did you update your list of progress yet?

Not yet, I'll be updating between today and tomorrow, as soon as I post the next requests that I've finished.

[whitecompri]

Love your Daddy Daycare anyway here’s my request

You know how there are kids that seem to be fine after pulling the dumbest stunt? Like trying to fly like Superman off the roof and being absolutely fine afterwards and ready to run around and play?

Can we get that with any of the dads seeing that with their kids?

Daddy's Concern

Pairing: Sonic x Reader; Shadow x Reader; Silver x Reader; Scourge x Reader

Genre: Fluff, light comedy

Rating: G (General Audience)

Warnings: None

A/N: Thanks for the request! It was a lot of fun thinking about each scenario here. I thought they turned out really interesting, and I hope you enjoy reading them and like the results.

Sonic

It was late afternoon, the last rays of sunlight coming through the window. The blue hedgehog was sitting quietly at the kitchen table. In front of him was a small bowl of onion rings, which he ate slowly, savoring them.

His green eyes were focused on his phone, his thumb scrolling through the feed, checking to see if there was anything interesting. His ears twitched to the sides, listening to his daughter’s laughter and the sound of her quick steps.

He had to admit, the kid really had energy. She was even more hyper than him. She had been playing and running around the house for hours. Sonic had stopped playing with her a while ago to take a break for a snack.

The girl, on the other hand, refused to eat, wanting only to keep playing.

So, Sonic now found himself enjoying a quiet moment and a pause from his parenting duties.

Hearing the quick little footsteps getting closer, his eyes shifted from his phone. He held an onion ring in his hand, slowly bringing it to his mouth while focusing his gaze on the kitchen entrance, waiting for the girl to run past.

And just as predicted, the little blue hedgehog dashed by, laughing. She quickly came running back.

However, the moment Sonic saw her the second time, his eyes widened—she wasn’t running on the floor, but along the walls of the house, zooming past.

At that moment, the blue hedgehog froze completely at the scene unfolding, his mouth half-open, the onion ring just short of his teeth.

As she ran along the wall, the little one probably lost her balance, slowed down, falling, and crashed right into an ornamental vase in the hallway.

The sharp sound of breaking ceramic echoed through the house, making Sonic flinch a little at the noise and drop his ears to the sides. His wide green eyes were still locked on the girl.

Sonic’s mind was instantly filled with worry, she had probably cut herself on the shards, and with the fall, she could’ve gotten hurt. But before he could even react, the little one jumped to her feet.

She ran a hand over her fur, shaking her body to get rid of the debris. Then she bolted off again, laughing, as if nothing had happened.

Sonic blinked once, then twice, not believing what he’d just seen.

“What the...?” he muttered to himself, hearing her footsteps again. The hedgehog put the onion ring back in the bowl and sighed. “At least she’s fine... unfortunately, the vase didn’t make it...” He chuckled to himself. “Great, how am I gonna explain this to [Y/N]?” He scratched the back of his neck.

Getting up, Sonic walked into the hallway to check the damage. The shards were scattered everywhere, turning the hallway into a chaotic scene.

“No sense of danger... she really takes after me...” With one hand on his hip, he looked over the mess with a small side smile. Shaking his head, the hedgehog turned to go find a dustpan and broom to clean it up before you got home.

--*--

Sonic was tapping his foot endlessly against the floor. He tried to look relaxed on the couch, but his green eyes never stopped following you as you moved around the house. He would tense up every time you walked past the hallway.

Suddenly, you stopped at the entrance to the living room, distracted by your phone. The hedgehog held his breath, hoping you wouldn’t turn around and notice the obvious empty space where the ornamental vase used to be.

Slowly, your eyes lifted from your phone and focused on Sonic on the couch. He widened his eyes and quickly looked away, making you raise an eyebrow in confusion, but you let it go for now. That’s when your peripheral vision caught the spot behind you in the hallway.

To Sonic’s horror, you slowly turned toward the hallway, looking closely at the area, seeing the mark on the wooden floor that clearly showed something had been there before.

“Didn’t we have a vase here?” you asked, scratching your head in confusion.

“I-I don’t think so, I don’t remember...” Sonic answered quickly, trying to keep his eyes only on the TV and on his daughter, who was sitting on the rug, focused on the screen.

“Sonic, are you sure?” you asked, narrowing your eyes as you turned toward him.

“Of course, my love. If I remembered, I’d tell you...” He gave a little side smile, trying to look as natural as possible.

Looking carefully at the floor, you crouched down and picked up something, a small piece of white porcelain. Examining it closely, you turned and walked over to the couch.

“So, what’s this?” you said, extending your hand to show him the shard.

A bead of sweat ran down his forehead.

“Mom, don’t be mad at Daddy, I’m the one who broke the vase...” the little one said, shifting her attention to you.

“What?” you asked in surprise.

“Yeah... I was practicing running against gravity... then I lost my balance and fell right onto the vase...” she said, scratching her arm.

“You what?” your eyes widened immediately.

“Hey, it’s fine, we’ll just buy another one...” Before he could finish, you were already kneeling beside your daughter, checking her fur for any injuries.

“To hell with the vase, did you get hurt?” your voice was full of concern as your eyes scanned her.

Sonic gave a small smile, leaving the couch to kneel beside you both.

“She’s fine. After she fell, she just got up and ran off like nothing happened.” Sonic shrugged, laughing, as you sighed in relief.

“Jeez... you two scared the life out of me... Well, at least now we know she’s as tough as you are...” You rubbed your fingers against your temple and let out a small laugh.

“Right? She’s amazing even at her age.” The hedgehog chuckled, hugging the little one.

“You two are gonna drive me crazy someday...” You leaned in and kissed both of them on the forehead.

“But you love us anyway...” Sonic whispered.

“And how could I not?”

Shadow

Since it was a pleasant afternoon, with clear skies and a calm day, the hedgehog figured it was a good time to enjoy the quiet neighborhood and clean his motorcycle in the backyard.

He was sitting on a small stool, with some tools and supplies scattered on the grass. Shadow slowly ran a cloth over the metal parts of the vehicle, trying to make it spotless. When it came to his bike, he always handled it with care, keeping it well-maintained.

Letting out a quiet sigh, he bent down to grab some polish, his hand reaching for the jar on the ground.

Then he heard a small rustle in the leaves of the nearby tree, his ears twitching toward the sound. Curious, he shifted his red eyes upward to the top of the tree, trying to figure out the noise.

But as soon as he saw what was up there, his eyes went wide.

A small black hedgehog girl was balancing on the branches, holding a dirty rock in her hand as she walked along.

Instinctively, Shadow stood up from the stool, tossing the jar of polish carelessly to the ground, his first thought being his daughter’s safety.

However, before he could act, the little one jumped with a huge smile on her face.

“Chaos Control!” she shouted, holding the rock with both hands. In the blink of an eye, the hedgehog girl hit the ground hard with a dull thud that kicked up dust.

Shadow froze in place, jaw hanging as he stared in disbelief. Clenching his fists, his ears dropped to the sides as worry filled him.

But before he could take a single step toward her, the little one stood up, brushed her quills with her hand, almost mimicking her father’s usual behavior, shook off the dirt, and then ran off again with the rock in her hand, not even noticing the small gap that had appeared between her teeth.

The hedgehog crossed his arms, watching her disappear into the house, still playing as if she hadn’t just fallen from a tree.

“That kid doesn’t bleed... She genuinely worries me...” he muttered to himself, glancing at the spot where she had landed. All that remained was the flattened grass, almost perfectly shaped like her body, and in the middle of it, the little white point of the canine tooth she’d lost in the fall. “A tooth?... Tsk, at least we won’t have to pull it later...” Letting out an exasperated sigh, Shadow walked back to the stool in front of the bike and sat down.

But he couldn’t focus—his protective instincts were burning inside. Even though his daughter was fine, darting back and forth through the kitchen with the rock still in hand, he couldn’t shake the feeling of needing to protect her.

“...When your mother finds out, she’s gonna kill me... At least you’re unharmed...” he whispered to himself, shaking his head in disbelief. Taking a deep breath, Shadow bent down again to grab the polish from the ground, only thinking about how to make sure that scene never happened again.

--*--

Shadow was leaning against the kitchen counter, a mug of coffee in his hand, taking small sips constantly, his red eyes focused on his daughter sitting at the table, a huge smile on her face as she distractedly colored some drawings on the paper.

Up to that moment, the hedgehog was truly impressed that she hadn't gotten any scratches on her body; she was completely unharmed, apart from the baby tooth that had ended up on the lawn.

His eyes shifted to the kitchen entrance, seeing you come in slowly, carrying the day's groceries.

“Hey, how was your morning?” Approaching the counter, you planted a quick kiss on Shadow's cheek, putting the groceries in their places.

“...It was... pretty calm, as far as ‘allowed’ goes, at least...” He closed his eyes, taking another sip. You raised an eyebrow at his answer but preferred not to bring it up for the moment, turning toward the table.

Pulling out a chair, you sat beside your daughter, watching her drawing, which you guessed was her holding a Chaos Emerald.

“What a nice drawing...” you said, kissing her forehead.

“It’s me using Chaos Control, and I’m going to draw daddy impressed over here...” She pointed at a blank spot on the page.

At the counter, the hedgehog just watched attentively, saying nothing and showing no expression.

“Oh yeah? I can’t wait then.” At that moment, the little girl turned to you, smiling, and that’s when you saw the small gap where her canine tooth had been; your eyes widened at the sight.

Immediately, you gently took her chin, holding her still to look.

“Shadow... her tooth fell out?” you asked the hedgehog, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. He just nodded slowly. Then you looked at your daughter again. “How did it fall out, sweetheart? Did you ask daddy to pull the loose tooth?”

The little girl shook her head no, laughing.

“No, mom, I fell from the tree, then the tooth fell out when I hit my face on the ground...” she said laughing, and you could hear Shadow choke on the coffee he was drinking when he heard her say that.

You froze in place immediately, looking at your daughter in disbelief, then turning your gaze to Shadow. He scratched the back of his neck, set the mug in the sink and stepped away from the counter to come closer.

“...I know it sounds bad... I made the same face at the time... But she’s fine, whole and unharmed...” the hedgehog said, stopping with his arms crossed beside you.

“No scratches?”

“No...”

“Did she cry at the time?”

“No, actually she got up and ran off to play again.” Shadow shrugged.

You kept staring at him with a surprised expression, trying to process the information.

“Shadow... you’re telling me... she fell from a tree and the only thing that happened was she lost a tooth?”

“Yes.” he said firmly.

“Mom, I’m okay... It would be embarrassing for me to get hurt by something so small...” she said stoically, going back to coloring happily.

“What is this talk now?” you raised an eyebrow at her.

“Hmph...” Shadow gave a small muffled laugh, looking at his daughter with a cornered smile.

“I don’t know whether to be happy or worried she takes after you so much...” you scratched your neck, shaking your head.

“No worries... I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again... although I think she’d still come out unhurt...” he said proudly.

“Yeah, I never imagined I’d bring Ultimate Lifeform Number 2 into the world... Anyway...” Approaching her, you softly kissed the top of her head, standing up and giving Shadow another kiss on the cheek.

“I’ll protect her when necessary...” the hedgehog said with a small smile at the corner of his muzzle.

“I know you will... That’s why I love you so much.”

Silver

The birds were chirping early in the morning; the day was warm already. In the backyard, the white hedgehog walked slowly among his crops, watering the plants carefully with a watering can in hand, attentive to every detail as he hummed softly.

His golden eyes fixed on some tomatoes, ripe and a pleasant red. Silver broke into a big smile admiring all he had planted, delicately running his fingers over the leaves.

Satisfied, he set the watering can down, crossing his arms to admire the work he had done.

His ears twitched backward as he heard his daughter's laughter. Immediately his expression softened, turning to see where the little one was. That’s when his eyes widened.

The little white hedgehog was riding her pink bicycle while levitating in the air with her powers, doing looping circuits in the air. She seemed to be having a lot of fun.

Silver looked worried, taking a few steps toward her, determined to teach her that such games, especially with her powers, could be dangerous, particularly since she did not yet have full control over them.

His golden eyes watched the little one speed by overhead, pedaling quickly and laughing.

Then suddenly, Silver looked terrified as the faint blue aura stopped enveloping the little girl. He froze in place, and before he could act she had plunged from the air right into a fresh puddle of mud left by the previous day’s rain.

The white hedgehog wasted no time running to his daughter’s side, he crouched, unsure if she had been injured.

She sprang up abruptly, shaking to remove the excess mud from her face. Then, quickly getting up, still covered in dirt and laughing, she ran to her little bike, climbed back on and started pedaling, taking off through the air again.

Silver watched the scene with his jaw dropped, trying to understand how a fall from that height hadn’t even given her a cut. Shaking his head, he folded his arms.

“Well... I guess gravity doesn’t work the same on this kid...” he chuckled to himself, approaching the puddle of mud. “I just hope [Y/N] doesn’t see you this dirty...” He shrank into himself, realizing the daughter was covered head to toe in mud.

Without thinking twice, he ran to the front of the house, looking for the little one to give her a bath as quickly as possible.

--*--

Walking slowly, you finally stopped in front of the house, immediately hearing your daughter’s laughter, which made you smile too. Walking slowly, you paused at the front door, listening to the little one in the back.

Before going straight inside, you decided to check what mischief she was up to. Walking slowly, you stopped abruptly, your eyes widening at the scene.

The little girl, completely covered in mud, and Silver, using a watering can to spray her and remove the mud. The young hedgehog appeared to be having a ton of fun, laughing, jumping, rubbing her quills to remove the dirt.

“What are you two doing...” At your words, Silver gave a small jump, yelping softly.

Quickly he turned his face, looking at you surprised.

“H-hey, love... I just... well, I was cleaning the dirt off her so she wouldn’t mess up the house you cleaned earlier today...” he said softly, glancing away quickly, shrinking a bit into himself.

“I see... you were playing in the dirt?” you stopped beside him, watching the little one, now with only traces of mud left from head to toe.

“Not exactly...” he crossed his arms, averting his eyes.

Raising an eyebrow, you looked curiously at Silver.

“What do you mean by that?” He just gave you an astute little smile, not answering immediately.

“Actually, I was playing alone...” the little girl said, approaching and stopping in front of you. “I was levitating and pedaling my bike in the air, then my power failed and I fell in the puddle...” she said, smiling as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

“You fell?”

“Yeah.”

“From about what height?” you asked, crouching down to be level with her.

“Hmmm...” She looked up, thinking. “Near that tree branch...” The little girl pointed naturally, making you widen your eyes.

“Did you get hurt?” your voice came out almost desperate.

“Nah... falls from that height don’t hurt me...” She put a hand on her hip and closed her eyes.

“For Gaia... you really are your father’s daughter...”

“Heh, she takes a lot of tumbles and still comes out unharmed and laughing...” Silver chuckled, crouching and messing with her little quills.

“I learned from you, daddy!” She hugged him, grabbing his fur.

“What matters is that she’s fine... Well, I trust you to keep looking after her while I’m away.”

“All right... I promise nothing will happen to her, I’ll keep an eye so she doesn’t plummet again...” Silver chuckled.

“Okay... shall we go in? Finish giving her a bath inside...” You stood up, accompanied by the white hedgehog.

“Sure, she really needs to finish getting all that mud out of her fur...” He held his daughter’s hand, following her into the house.

Scourge

It was night, outside the house you could only hear the crickets and the distant hum of city traffic. In the living room, sprawled on the couch, the green hedgehog was completely relaxed, a game controller in his hand, focused on the game on the screen. His sunglasses sat on his head, his jacket thrown carelessly on the coffee table.

His ears moved, following the noise from the upstairs, the two daughters running around their room, making a mess and playing. He decided to let them have fun a little longer, at least until dinner time.

Letting out a low “tsk” as he failed at the game, Scourge straightened in the upholstery, sat up properly, setting the controller aside as he stretched.

At that moment, his attention was drawn to noises upstairs moving toward the stairs.

But, looking up, his blue eyes widened. The older daughter had grabbed the banister and started sliding down at high speed. The younger tried to hang on too but couldn’t get enough height, lost balance, and tumbled down the stairs, rolling step by step, unable to stop.

She only stopped rolling when she reached the floor, lying face down, the older one still came down the banister at full speed, thrown to the floor, rolling until she hit the wall.

Scourge watched the scene with his jaw dropped, frozen, trying to process what had just happened.

Then he practically leapt off the couch, running to where they lay. Seeing both already getting up and laughing at each other, the hedgehog crossed his arms, frowning.

“Are ya two crazy? What were ya doin’?” he asked, grinding his teeth, his heart was racing, even though they clearly seemed okay.

“It was nothing, dad, we were just racing down the stairs... but my sister won, right?” The older one put a hand on the younger one’s shoulder.

“Yeah...” the little one said, crossing her arms.

“For Chaos’ sake... y’coulda gotten hurt, or even killed, y’know?” the green hedgehog said in an almost desperate tone.

“Dad, a fall like that wouldn’t even tickle us, you’ve gone through worse, right?” the older retorted, putting a hand on her hip.

“W-well… yeah… but that’s beside the point. You’re kids, okay? Fallin’ like that can be dangerous…” He stamped his foot impatiently.

“What’s going on?” Your voice came from the kitchen as you appeared in the hallway a few seconds later, seeing the three standing there arguing. Deciding to see what was happening, you approached.

“These crazies almost killed themselves fallin’ down the stairs…” he pointed at the little ones, making you widen your eyes.

Worried, you knelt in front of them.

“Are you hurt, darlings?” Your eyes examined them and saw they were physically fine.

“Of course not, quills cushion the fall, mom...” the little one said, running her fingers through her quills that were as messy as her father’s.

“Mine do too...” the other imitated, running a hand over her still-soft quills.

“Yours doesn’t count, sis, they aren’t that tough yet...” the older turned to inspect the younger’s small quills.

“I don’t wanna hear whether they cushion falls or not, both of you. I don’t wanna see you plungin’ down stairs ever again, ya hear?” Scourge said angrily, then closed his eyes.

“He’s like this cause he nearly had a heart attack watching us fall, Mom...”

“Yeah, I know, so... please keep your games a bit safer, okay?” You placed a hand on her cheek, making her nod slowly.

“Okay, I promise... Is dinner ready?” she asked casually.

“Of course... you’re not hurt... so let’s go...” Rising, you headed to the kitchen, waiting for the three to follow.

“You heard, old man, let’s eat.” The older one said challengingly to Scourge before taking her sister’s hand and walking out naturally.

“I’ll show ya kids who the old man really is…” He clenched his fists.

“Scourge, please... calm down a bit and come eat.” Your voice echoed from the kitchen.

Sighing, Scourge’s shoulders dropped. He clicked his tongue as he walked toward the kitchen.

“All right… but I’m still gonna show those two I ain’t no old man!”

[whitecompri]

Softer Edge Part 2 (NSFW)

Check Out: Part 1

Pairing: Movie!Shadow x Fem!Human!Reader

Genre: Romance, fluff, smut, light comedy

Rating: E (Explicit, 18+)

Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, suggestive language, strong language, Interspecies relationship, Embarrassing situations

Word Count: 9k

A/N: Well, as I mentioned before with a little preview, here it is, part two of Softer Edge. The idea was in my head for a while, until I finally decided to write and post it. And wow, I really liked the result. Of course, it's a story with explicit scenes, so that's why it's NSFW, but the main focus is on other parts of the text, so I hope readers truly enjoy this fic I put together with so much love!

--*--

The night was beginning to fall, the sunlight already disappearing over the horizon as the living room of your apartment sank into darkness, illuminated only by the TV screen ahead.

With slow steps, you entered the room, your eyes immediately focusing on the furry figure sprawled in one corner of the couch, leaning against the armrest. The low sound from the TV and the images playing revealed the hedgehog’s taste for Mexican soap operas, especially judging by his focused expression as he watched.

Getting closer, you sat beside him. Shadow shifted slightly, giving you more space to lie down.

“You really like this stuff, huh?” you said playfully.

“Hm…” he replied quietly, not taking his eyes off the TV.

And so the two of you remained for a while in that nearly complete silence, comforting and fresh even on that summer night, mostly thanks to the air conditioner in the corner of the wall that made that peaceful moment even more enjoyable.

“There’s some mail for you…” Shadow finally said, pointing to the pile of letters and papers on the coffee table. He leaned away from the arm of the couch, his red eyes watching you attentively, finally turning his attention away from the soap opera.

“Oh, right, thanks for the heads-up…” You reached out, picking up the letters, settling into the cushions as you began to flip through the mail.

Hesitantly, Shadow began to slowly move closer to you until he was finally pressed right up against your side. He allowed himself to rest the side of his face against your arm, crossing his arms as he enjoyed the physical contact. It took him time to get used to and learn to seek out this kind of affection. But once he finally did, he pretty much didn’t let go of you when you were around.

Your expression was impassive and disinterested as you looked at the letters—nothing seemed truly important, just the usual stuff. You skillfully flipped through the ones you’d already read, quickly moving them to the back of the pile as you began reading the next.

The hedgehog still watched you closely as you read through that pile of useless paper. Sighing, he looked down at the couch cushion, touching a faint stain that had stubbornly stayed there even after all this time. He traced circles on it with his fingertip, clearly remembering the night he had made that stain himself.

A small smirk appeared on his muzzle as he remembered the scene and everything that happened—and how he had become your boyfriend not long after that.

Then your eyes suddenly widened at a specific letter. Quickly, your hands opened the envelope, revealing a handwritten letter in a very familiar handwriting.

“Oh, great…” you muttered irritably, making Shadow’s ears swivel toward you. He tensed slightly, dropping his thoughts to focus on you and try to understand what had just happened.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, but for a few seconds received no answer as you continued reading the contents of the letter.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity to Shadow, you sighed exasperatedly, scratching your neck as you turned to him.

“Shadow, it’s a letter from my mom… She’s inviting us to spend a weekend at her house, to enjoy a bit of summer.” Almost immediately, Shadow’s eyes widened. Then, as he processed the information, they began to narrow.

He knew very well, even after the short time living with you, that your relationship with your mother—and the rest of your family—wasn’t something that could be called pleasant. He remembered the stories you had told, the arguments, the things she had done to you.

Inside, the hedgehog wasn’t comfortable at all with the idea, especially if it meant putting you in a tough position—especially considering the not-so-conventional relationship you two had. He didn’t want to see your family’s reaction upon discovering you were dating a space hedgehog who was just a little taller than your waist.

However, even though everything inside him screamed for him to refuse in every way possible, something stronger inside pushed him to say yes, to go with you and face whatever came.

“And… are you thinking of going?...” he murmured, looking at the floor.

“Not gonna lie, Shads, I don’t like the idea, but I don’t want to come off as rude—especially to my dad. I haven’t seen him in a while. Besides, I needed an excuse to introduce my boyfriend to them…” your voice carried a playful tone, a small smile appearing on the corner of your lips.

Shadow looked at you impassively, then slowly nodded.

“This weekend?...” he asked.

“Yeah, by car it shouldn’t take too long. We’ll leave at dawn to avoid traffic. My parents live in a rural area, just farms around, so it’s a quieter place too.” He nodded again.

“Well… I guess we better start packing then.” Shadow said quietly, making you beam and immediately pull him into a tight hug.

“Thanks, Shads… And if anything goes wrong, we grab our stuff and sneak away without anyone noticing.”

“Hmhum…” he murmured, slowly wrapping his arms around you as well, appreciating the warmth of your body.

--*--

His red eyes reflected on the car window as he attentively watched the landscapes. The day was already brighter, although it was still early in the morning. It had been a while since the surroundings had shifted from a metropolitan environment with houses and buildings to a peaceful, quiet road, with views of nature and barely any traffic.

You glanced to the side, watching the hedgehog. His ears twitched slowly side to side, eyes always alert to anything different he might see.

“Enjoying the ride?” you asked softly. He responded with a small ‘hmph’ at first.

“It ain’t bad… I don’t think I’ve ever been on a road trip like this.” He crossed his arms, settling on top of the cushions you had placed on the seat to give him enough height to see out the window.

“There’s a first time for everything. At least you’re enjoying it.”

“How much longer ‘til we get there?”

“About an hour.” You relaxed into your seat, just enjoying the quiet drive. “I packed some snacks in the glove compartment… You’re hungry, right?” You smiled, noticing the surprised look on his face even from your peripheral vision.

Without hesitation, Shadow’s hand reached for the glove compartment. He opened it and let out a low satisfied sound when he saw his beloved coffee beans inside a container.

“I love you too, Shadow,” you teased, flashing a smug smile.

“The feeling’s mutual.” He smirked, grabbing a bean and starting to chew. “Want one?”

“No thanks, I’m saving my appetite...”

--*--

Shadow stepped out of the car, his shoes crunching the grass beneath. His ever-curious eyes focused on the surroundings. It was a place that definitely piqued the hedgehog’s interest. The smells and sounds were completely different from anything he had experienced before.

“So? What do you think?” You came up beside him, looking out at your parents’ farm just ahead.

You had parked the car beneath a large, leafy tree to take advantage of the shade. From that slightly elevated spot, the massive size of the farm became obvious: the big farmhouse, the barn, the corral, the stable, the silo, the fields, and the pastures full of cattle and other animals.

You took a deep breath, inhaling that natural air that reminded you of your childhood days, when you were growing up there with your family. Now, it all felt distant—something that didn’t quite fit with the life you lived today. Still, a break from routine like this was welcome. A trip to a place like that could be refreshing.

“What’s that smell?...” Shadow sniffed the air, crossing his arms, frowning.

“Cow manure, you’ll get used to it.” You crouched slightly, grabbing his hand. “Come on, we’re lucky we got here before everyone else—there’ll be plenty of breakfast for us.” Shadow raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean? I thought it was just your parents...” He suddenly stopped, his quills bristling.

“Crap, sorry, I don’t think I explained…” You pinched your temple. “So, these summer gatherings usually include my aunts and uncles, and my cousins and all that… But don’t worry, it’s not that many people, and none of them will be surprised—everyone already knows I’m dating you.” You tried to reassure him, but the hedgehog’s suspicious look remained.

“I don’t want kids pulling my quills or people squeezing me…” he muttered.

“Don’t worry, I’ll look after you, and if anything happens, just use Chaos Control to get us out of there and let me know. I never want to put you in uncomfortable situations.” Shadow sighed in relief, his quills softening again.

“…Alright… I’ll make an effort… Shall we?” He gave your hand a gentle squeeze, making you smile.

“Of course, my love, let’s not waste another minute.”

And so, you took the first step into that strange summer weekend, ready to enjoy it to the fullest—and make sure Shadow would enjoy it too.

--*--

Your steps up the porch made the rustic wood creak, Shadow following close behind, your hands still intertwined.

Stopping in front of the door, you opened the screen door, knocking three times on the dark wood of the front door. The sound echoed inside the house, which seemed empty. But soon, the sound of quick footsteps filled the space.

Suddenly, the door was unlocked with a metallic click, and then thrown open, revealing the serious gaze of a well-dressed middle-aged woman.

“...Hi, Mom...” you said hesitantly, seeming to shrink into yourself when facing the older woman. Shadow noticed this and became slightly tense.

Her judgmental eyes dropped to where your hands were interlocked. She raised an eyebrow but soon forced a smile, looking at your face.

“Welcome, Daughter... You arrived earlier than I expected... But breakfast is already ready.” Her eyes focused on the hedgehog a bit behind you. “And this must be the... Shadow... he’s spikier than I imagined.” She clasped her own fingers in front of her, trying to maintain a firm posture.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you... Ma’am...” Shadow murmured. It was obvious from his tone that he was once again on the defensive, his quills starting to bristle. Your mother forced a wider smile, nodded, then stepped aside from the doorway.

“Come in... the table is already set... Your father is there having his coffee...” she said impassively, just watching the two of you as you entered.

The house was large, with several spacious rooms and the delicious smell of waffles coming from the kitchen. To reassure Shadow, you gave his hand a gentle squeeze. When his eyes met yours, you offered a warm smile, trying to help him feel more at ease. It worked, at least for the moment.

As you reached the entrance of the large kitchen, your eyes immediately focused on the older middle-aged man holding a white mug, slowly drinking his coffee.

When he saw you, his eyes immediately widened and a smile lit up his face.

“My girl! It's been so long! You got here early.” He put the mug back on the counter, almost running toward you, wrapping his arms around you in a bear hug.

“Good to see you too, Dad... I missed you.” you said, nearly breathless from the strength of the hug.

Shadow took a step back, unsure whether he should stay standing there or go sit down.

“You have no idea, girl! It's been years since you came around here...” He finally let go, allowing you to breathe. “Ah! And this must be Shadow, the Space Hedgehog you mentioned!” The old man approached, grabbing Shadow’s hand firmly and shaking it quickly.

The hedgehog froze for a moment, just watching the man greet him.

“You know, when she told me about you, I thought you’d be blue—like that hedgehog who showed up on TV. But those fur colors suit you, good to meet you, kid!” the man said cheerfully.

“Good to meet you too...” Shadow said softly, the man letting go of his hand and immediately placing a hand on his shoulder, guiding him to the table.

“Come on, you two, eat plenty before the rest of the folks show up and finish everything.” Pulling out a chair for you and one for Shadow, he sat next to the hedgehog, still with a wide smile on his face.

“Dad... don’t you think you should give my boyfriend some room to breathe?” You said with a stifled laugh. Unlike how he had acted when facing your mother, now Shadow was simply stunned, never having been received like that by anyone—he probably didn’t even know how to react.

“Ah, right, right. Sorry, son-in-law.” He raised his hands, chuckling softly.

Shadow looked at you and raised an eyebrow, a look of curiosity.

“Don’t worry, he’s like this with everyone, I think he likes you.” You smiled, picking up a plate and serving bacon, eggs, and some waffles, placing it in front of Shadow.

He quietly thanked you, picking up a fork, cutting a piece of waffle, and putting it in his mouth. The taste was wonderful—light, it melted in his mouth.

At that moment, your mother appeared at the kitchen entrance, walking over to one of the end chairs, sitting down with class.

“Daughter... I had prepared some fresh vegetables for his breakfast... I looked up what hedgehogs eat... But I wasn’t sure after you said he was an Alien Hedgehog...” she said with a certain disdain, staring at Shadow. He became uncomfortable, frowning slightly.

“Mom... he eats the same things we do, no need to worry.” you said with a touch of irritation.

“Oh come on, dear, don’t be rude to the boy... Just because he’s a hedgehog doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a human side...” the old man said, patting Shadow on the back. “Sometimes more human than a real human.”

“...That thing will never be human...” the old woman said, averting her gaze, picking up a teacup with elegance and taking a sip.

“Mom!” You said in a warning tone, making the woman just huff. Sighing, you turned to Shadow, whispering, “Calm down... she’s always like this.” Shadow slowly nodded, continuing to enjoy the food.

--*--

Despite the tense atmosphere that settled at the table, you and Shadow managed to eat peacefully without further issues. Until, a few minutes later, someone knocked at the front door.

Shadow’s ears twitched, picking up the sound of people talking—lots of voices. This immediately made him take a deep breath. Dealing with humans—other than a very specific few—was something he still didn’t enjoy. Even more so when it came to your family: uncles, aunts, siblings, nephews... and the idea that they might not like him made Shadow clench his fists.

After a few minutes, several people, both adults and children, entered through the kitchen door, all smiling happily, already enjoying the breakfast table.

They came up to greet you, then hesitated a bit before extending a hand to Shadow—but still did so, and the hedgehog returned the greetings, even though it was slowly starting to irritate him.

The atmosphere became livelier with lots of chatter. Meanwhile, Shadow remained silent beside you, simply observing and listening. You chatted with one of your older cousins, joyfully talking about women’s topics. The other adults exchanged shallow conversations that didn’t interest him. He even heard one of the children ask why you were allowed to bring stuffed animals for a summer weekend and they weren’t.

Those comments were quickly hushed by the adults and carefully explained to the little ones, who stared in awe at the hedgehog.

Suddenly, Shadow felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking curiously to the side, he saw only the welcoming gaze of your father-in-law.

“Hey, kid... I was about to go fishing at the lake on the property... Want to come?” he asked cheerfully.

Shadow looked at you, raising an eyebrow.

“Sounds great, Shadow. Why not give it a try? I don’t think you’ve ever been fishing.” You held his hand, gently squeezing it to calm him.

“Alright... I’ll go, then.” He turned to the man and agreed.

“That’s great, kid! Come on, I’ll grab my gear and fishing rods from my storage shed. If you can, help me carry the stuff!” The man got up excitedly, heading out in front.

Getting close to the hedgehog, you kissed his forehead.

“Have fun out there, alright? I’ll take our stuff to the room we’ll be staying in, and when you’re back from fishing, I’ll show you.” Nodding, Shadow got up, following your father out of the house, dodging the other humans who stared at him with a mix of wariness and even fear. But for now, Shadow chose not to care too much about that—after all, he had you by his side.

--*--

After descending a huge hill, taking care not to slip—especially while carrying the weight of all the fishing gear—Shadow’s ruby eyes landed on a beautiful scene: a wide lake surrounded by vibrant, well-kept grass, native forest trees lining the back of the lake, and right up front, a small wooden fishing cabin standing before a small dock.

The wind there was more constant, swaying the hedgehog’s quills. But the feeling that place gave off was peace and tranquility. The smell of the lake was almost addictive. A place truly made for relaxation.

“Well, we’re here! This is my private lake—I’ve been feeding the fish here for years, take great care of it, and sometimes bring company too!” The old man stretched his arms, loosening up, still with a wide smile on his face.

“I... I’ve never fished before...” Shadow crossed his arms, hugging himself.

“Relax, kid, I’ll teach you everything I know!” Stopping near the cabin by the lake’s edge, the man placed the gear, backpack, and cooler on the ground, grabbing a stylish fishing rod. He opened a little container, pulling out some bait—a strong-smelling paste that stung Shadow’s nose.

The man hooked the paste onto both hooks, handed one of the rods to Shadow, then took his own and positioned himself near the edge.

“For now, just watch—if you’ve got any questions, I’ll explain better later.”

The old man took his stance, perfected over years of practice, and then quickly cast the fishing rod forward, launching the bait far out. The line extended, sending the hook to the middle of the lake, hitting the water with a wet thud and sinking.

“See? That was a great cast. Why don’t you try too, Shadow?” He looked at the hedgehog, keeping a cheerful smile on his face. Shadow slowly nodded, holding the rod a bit clumsily.

"Alright..." Taking a few steps back, the hedgehog eyed the lake analytically. Taking a deep breath, he prepared his stance, still maintaining a certain clumsy air, but managing with mastery to cast the fishing line far ahead. The fishing rod’s line extended, going way beyond where his father-in-law had cast his own.

“Damn! That went far, for real! Congrats, you’re strong, Space Hedgehog,” the old man exclaimed, impressed, his eyes shining as he watched the spot where the hook had sunk into the water.

“Thank you... I guess...” Shadow said quietly, standing in place, watching the old man kneel to place his rod into a fixed support in the ground.

“Come, sit by my side. I’ve got a feeling this’ll be a great fishing day!” he said cheerfully, walking toward the front of the fishing cabin, grabbing two beach chairs and setting them up facing the river.

Shadow hesitated at first, but soon followed the suggestion, approaching and sitting in the beach chair next to his father-in-law.

“Here, you can place your fishing rod in this holder, that way there’s no risk of the fish stealing it from you when they bite.” Nodding, the hedgehog watched as the old man showed him the support. He leaned forward, placing the rod there, finally managing to relax a bit in the chair.

After several long minutes in silence, only the sounds of nature and the gentle movement of the lake’s water, both enjoying the quiet fishing, Shadow decided to break the ice.

“Hey... you didn’t invite anyone else to come fishing...” the hedgehog said softly, waiting for a response from his father-in-law.

“You mean my other sons-in-law and relatives? Nah, they don’t like fishing. These young folks these days don’t care much for it... But you, kid... even though my wife judges you so harshly... which I actually apologize for... You’re the only one who said yes.” The old man leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, watching the river’s smooth movement.

“Really?” Shadow looked curiously at his father-in-law, crossing his arms.

“Yeah... Well, that alone already shows your character and how much you care about my daughter...” He turned his face, looking at Shadow with a genuine smile. “You know, I’ve always thought fishing was the best way to bond with people.”

“...I’m glad to hear that... I’d never fished before in my life... But it really does feel like a unique moment where people can get to know each other.” The black hedgehog’s expression softened for a moment.

“You came from space, right? No lakes up there for fishing? Or did your dad never take you to see a river or something like that?” the old man asked curiously. Shadow let out a short chuckle.

“I don’t remember anything from back then... I arrived on Earth without any memories, not even sure if I had a family where I came from...” He scratched his arm, looking up at the blue sky, thoughtful for a moment. “But that doesn’t matter now... What matters is the life I have now and everything good I’ve found here...”

“I hope that someday you find out the truth about your past, kid... But it makes me happy that you enjoy your life with my daughter... Unlike what my wife thinks...” He looked around, making sure no one was listening, then leaned toward Shadow and whispered, “...I think you’re ten times better than most human men. You’re a good guy, and despite that grumpy face, you’ve got a good heart.”

Shadow looked attentively at the old man, falling silent and thoughtful, then smiled softly.

“Well... thank you... I’ll do everything I can to keep her happy.” The hedgehog replied, looking off to the side.

“Want a beer?” the father-in-law asked, turning to dig through the cooler on the ground.

“I appreciate it, but no...” Shadow declined, but even so, a blue can was tossed in his direction, which he caught with quick reflexes. “Hmm? Pepsi?”

“I came prepared in case you didn’t like beer!” the old man laughed, popping the tab on his own can. Shadow watched him curiously, then opened his soda.

“You know, this reminds me of when [Y/N] was a kid... She’d come fishing with me all the time... But she was hopeless, lost four rods in a week and almost knocked me into the lake one time we tried fishing from a boat.” Shadow couldn’t hold back a muffled laugh.

“That sounds just like her...” he said thoughtfully.

“Right? But still, I loved those moments, you know? But now I’ve found a good fishing partner. I’d love it if you came more often...”

“I... I can try...” Shadow said softly, raising the can to take a sip.

“Hey... man to man now...” The old man turned back to Shadow, his expression more serious. “Just out of curiosity, for my own peace of mind... Have you and my daughter already done you-know-what?”

Almost immediately after that question, Shadow’s eyes widened, and his breath hitched for a moment as he understood what the old man meant, causing the soda to choke him a bit. He coughed, his face blushing.

“Hey, hey, calm down, kid...” the old man patted the hedgehog’s back, helping him. “Well, I guess that was the answer I needed. Sorry if I was too invasive...” He scratched the back of his neck, suddenly feeling quite embarrassed for putting Shadow on the spot. “No more personal questions today, let’s get back to focusing on fishing, huh?”

“No, it’s fine...” Shadow cleared his throat. “If you’re worried about anything, you can relax. I’d never do anything to hurt her...” Shadow said with determination.

“I understand... Well, I trust you. I know she’s in good hands...”

At that moment, suddenly, interrupting their conversation, a loud splash caught their attention, making both turn toward the lake, where they saw Shadow’s fishing rod bending forward, being tugged forcefully.

“Look, kid, you got a bite!” The old man quickly got up, followed by Shadow. “Hold tight now, don’t let it slip and reel it in—tire the fella out and bring him in!” The father-in-law got excited, watching eagerly as Shadow followed the instructions, firmly holding the rod and reeling in the line.

“This fish feels strong...”

“Then it must be a big one! I’ll go grab the net—keep going like that!” The old man turned, running to the fishing cabin, grabbing the net, and hurrying back.

The fish was already visible near the shore. Extending the net slightly, the old man managed to catch the animal, bringing it onto the grass. Shadow set the rod aside and knelt next to the fish, observing.

“A fine catch! That’s a big trout, congrats, kid—you impressed me.” The man said, impressed, carefully removing the hook from the fish’s mouth. His hand gently stroked the fish’s scales.

“And now? Do you keep it to eat?” Shadow looked at his father-in-law, raising an eyebrow curiously.

“Oh no, no. Even though trout is delicious, my lake’s strictly for sport fishing, you see? So now we let it go—but not before taking a good picture, what do you say?” The old man looked at him cheerfully.

“Alright... we can do that...” Shadow nodded, standing up.

The man picked up the fish with some effort due to its size, placing it in the hedgehog’s arms. Then he rummaged through his bag on the ground, pulling out a camera. He stood up, ran in front of Shadow, knelt down, and positioned the camera for the best shot.

“Alright, say cheese!” With a quick flash, the picture was taken and soon came out of the camera. “Okay, you can put it back in the lake, your photo’ll be ready in a few seconds.” He held the photo, fanning it.

Shadow nodded again, walking to the edge of the lake with the animal in his arms. Kneeling by the shore, he gently placed the fish in the water. As soon as it was free, the trout darted off, disappearing into the depths of the lake.

Walking back toward his father-in-law, Shadow stopped in front of him. The old man extended the photo, handing it to the hedgehog, who looked at it curiously, unable to hold back a smile.

“That was a good catch, kid. I’m sure [Y/N] is gonna love seeing this photo...” He patted the hedgehog lightly on the back.

“Yeah... she’ll really like it...” Shadow looked at the man. “That was fun... thank you...”

“No need to thank me. I’ll do anything for my favorite son-in-law.” The old man winked at the hedgehog, walking to gather the fishing gear. “It’s almost lunchtime—we better get going. Still gotta shower off the fish smell so we don’t bother the guests.”

“Alright...” Shadow agreed, starting to help gather the fishing supplies. It had been an unusual morning for the hedgehog, but a well-spent one. He hoped he’d get the chance to do this again sometime with his father-in-law.

--*--

You held the photo carefully, admiring the image with wonder. Your eyes sparkled, and a small smile graced your face.

“It really turned out to be a beautiful picture. My dad must’ve been really happy with this...” you said softly to Shadow. The hedgehog simply watched your expression, intrigued.

“Yeah... I think he liked it a lot.” The hedgehog said, looking down, remembering the pleasant moments with your father by the lake. “Everything go alright?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah, of course, surprisingly everything went well. Of course, there were invasive questions, but I managed to dodge them pretty well—I’d rather keep those things just between us.” You gave him a gentle smile.

“Your dad asked me something like that too...” Shadow looked back at you, making you let out a nasal laugh.

“Seriously? Well, that sounds like him, but he’s more chill than the rest of the family, so I don’t think there’s anything to worry about.” You handed the photo back to the hedgehog, and he carefully held the object, glancing once more at the picture of himself.

Letting out a small sigh, you practically threw yourself backwards onto the mattress, exhaling softly.

“Wow, this is turning out to be a pretty unconventional Saturday, huh?”

“Indeed... But not all bad...” Shadow placed the photo on the bedside table, lying down on the mattress beside you, the two of you staring at the ceiling. “It’s already lunchtime... we should head downstairs, don’t you think?”

“Just a few more minutes, I’m not ready to face my mom and the rest of the family yet...”

“Hmm...” His ruby eyes focused on you, and then he slowly propped himself up on one elbow, never breaking eye contact. Gradually, he leaned his body toward you.

You smiled, already knowing what he was planning, and supporting yourself on your elbows, you leaned forward until your lips touched his soft muzzle, feeling his mouth capture yours in a slow, gentle kiss.

He settled in closer, turning towards you, one of his hands reaching for your waist, gripping it firmly and pulling you nearer.

Suddenly, you both flinched at the sound of loud, sharp knocks on the door, your kiss breaking as your startled eyes turned toward it.

“I hope you’re dressed... lunch is served. And don’t take too long... the flies are already swarming.” Your mother’s shrill and somewhat annoyed voice came from the other side, making both of you sigh exasperatedly as you listened to her footsteps walking away.

“Can’t we just lock the door and pretend we’re not here?...” Shadow suggested, already sitting up on the bed, getting ready for lunch.

“I wish... But I’m starving, and you probably are too... So let’s just pull ourselves together and sit at the table with everyone else like a proper couple...” Shadow nodded at your words, hopping off the bed, running a hand over the quills on the sides of his head to smooth them, and then followed you out of the room, trying to prepare himself for what was to come.

--*--

As expected, lunchtime was busy and noisy, the sound of cutlery against plates and conversation was nonstop.

Looking a bit uncomfortable, Shadow sat close to you, his ears tilted sideways in irritation as he tried his best to focus on his plate and the pleasant smell of the food.

The hedgehog looked to the side and noticed you weren’t all that happy either — you were visibly tense, which he picked up on from your stiff shoulders and the way you were eating slowly, your eyes darting around at everyone at the table.

Then he heard a particular conversation.

“You always liked exotic things, didn’t you, girl?” One of the men at the table, whom Shadow assumed was one of your uncles, commented with a mocking tone. The woman beside him laughed loudly, making Shadow cringe at the shrill laugh.

“I thought it was just a teenage phase... I told my sister she should’ve been stricter with her...” the woman said, going back to eating.

Shadow noticed how your hand reflexively gripped the fork tighter, your fingers turning white from the pressure, your brow furrowing.

“Was this even allowed anywhere? It’s as weird as dating a pet...” one of your cousins said, making a disgusted face.

“Come on, people, don’t be like that... Shadow’s a good guy, he might be different from what you’re used to, but he’s decent!” your dad said with his mouth full, trying to defend you both.

“Does the hedgehog have real quills? I’m scared he’ll throw them at us...” one of the younger children clung to their mother, shrinking back a little.

“Yeah, isn’t he dangerous? I’ve seen the kind of destruction those space creatures can cause, no wonder the government keeps them monitored...” one of the older uncles added in an irritated tone.

All of a sudden, the whole table went quiet. You slammed your fist hard against the wooden table, making a loud thud that got everyone’s attention, and they looked at you with shock and surprise as you stood up, your chair creaking.

Taking a deep breath, you controlled yourself not to say too much and come off as the family villain, and then you finally let out what you’d been thinking.

“That’s enough from all of you! I didn’t come here to be a joke! Shadow is my boyfriend, and he’s more of a man than a lot of humans at this table will ever be. You all talk about respect all the time, but you act like children. If you can’t treat him with the minimum amount of dignity, we’re not going to sit here and take it.” Your voice came out intense, full of emotion. From the corner of your eye, you saw your dad smiling at your attitude, nodding in agreement with what you said.

Taking another deep breath, you grabbed Shadow’s hand and pulled him. The hedgehog quickly got off his chair to follow you, his heavy shoes thudding on the floor as he walked briskly.

An awkward silence fell over the table, everyone going quiet, scratching their heads, thinking about the scene that had just played out.

Discreetly, your father got up from his seat, reached for your plates, added a bit more food, then picked up the utensils and headed out the front door, looking for the two of you.

He found you and Shadow sitting at a small wooden table under a tree, your hand gently holding his.

When you saw your dad, a soft smile appeared on your face. The old man placed the plates on the table in front of you.

“You two deserve to eat in peace... Don’t mind this bunch of petty folks, their minds are really narrow, you know?” the man said with a quiet laugh, crossing his arms.

“Dad... honestly, I don’t even know how to thank you, all your support has meant a lot... thank you for accepting Shadow and my relationship with him.” you said softly, almost getting emotional.

“Come on, sweetheart, he’s a good guy and you two love each other, that’s what matters...” He smiled, arms crossed, but then his expression softened. “And sweetie, I’m proud of you... you stood your ground, put everyone in their place, that’s the strong girl I raised — well done today...” He gave you a few comforting pats on the back.

“Thanks, dad... I learned from the best.” You both chuckled softly.

“All right... I’ll leave you two here... enjoy yourselves, I’ll see you later.” He waved and walked slowly back inside.

“... I like him...” Shadow murmured.

“I know... he likes you a lot too... That’s good... How about we get back to eating, we’ve got a long day ahead.” Nodding, Shadow picked his fork back up, getting ready to resume his meal — now in a much more peaceful and pleasant atmosphere.

--*--

The house grew darker as the hours passed and evening approached. At that moment, the sun was already setting on the horizon, casting its last rays of light through the window of your shared bedroom.

Your hands worked skillfully, folding clothes on the bed, organizing everything in the suitcases so nothing would be lost, and also to keep things in order in case you decided to make a quick getaway from your family.

But for now, the mood was calm. Shadow had stepped out for a moment to get some water in the kitchen, leaving you alone in the room.

Suddenly, footsteps approached and stopped at the door. They were lighter than Shadow’s, so, curious, you turned around. However, your curious expression was quickly replaced by one of displeasure when you saw your mother standing in the doorway with a look of disdain.

“Where’s the talking rat...?” she said, slowly entering and walking toward you, but you chose not to answer and didn’t want to get worked up that night.

“What do you want? Just say it already.” Your voice came out sharp.

“Just wanted to talk to my daughter, whom I haven’t seen in years... and maybe knock some sense into her...” Her voice had an impatient tone.

“Then you’d better give up...”

“You think this is a normal relationship? He’s a burden in your life! He’s only going to stop you from finding a good husband...” Your mother stopped beside you, grabbing your wrist to make you focus only on her.

“He’s not a burden... I don’t need a husband when I have him, got it?”

“That thing isn’t human! He won’t be able to give you a normal life... let alone give me grandchildren!” she raised her voice.

“So that’s what all this rage is about? Your selfish dream of having grandkids?!” You yanked your wrist free, making her let go, and stepped back a few paces to keep some distance from her.

“There’s a lot more involved, and you know that very well, girl! I’ve tried to give you a better life so many times... and what do you do? Move far away from me and come back dating an alien!” She clenched her fists at her sides.

“You tried to force me to marry an idiot when I was 17! Was that a better life?! Shadow treats me with respect. He listens to me. He truly loves me.”

“Hah, please... Keep this up and you’ll have freaks to call your children... This kind of relationship you have with him doesn’t exist and never should exist.” She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms.

“Well then, I’m the first one who wants a relationship like this. I saved him, I took care of him and fed him in my house, and that’s how things unfolded. I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else in my life!”

“He’s a dangerous alien creature with the power of a thermonuclear weapon... and you take him in like he’s some stray kitten... And on top of that, you fall in love with him like some teenage girl!”

“Listen, mom... I’d much rather live with him than with any of the so-called ‘good matches’ you’ve chosen for me in my life. Shadow is everything I want... and if you can’t accept that, that’s your problem.” You pointed an accusatory finger at her, making her scowl and huff in frustration.

Furious, your mother just shook her head, turning and walking out of the room with heavy, wide steps, clearly affected by the argument.

Once she was gone, you let out a sigh of relief for finally being at peace and in quiet.

But suddenly, your eyes widened.

“Shadow...?” you called, running to the door and looking down the hallway. He was supposed to be back in the room by now.

Scratching your neck, you closed the door behind you, stepping out to look for him.

--*--

After minutes of searching the house, your eyes spotted the figure of the hedgehog sitting on the pasture fence. He was almost still, only his quills moving slightly in the soft breeze.

“Hey...” you called, climbing the fence with a huff and sitting next to him. “You... heard, right?” your voice came out hesitant.

“I heard...”

“Shads... she can say whatever she wants... complain, throw a fit, but none of that will change how I feel about you, you know that, right?” Your eyes scanned his face, trying to read his expressions.

“I know that... but even so, I don’t feel welcome in your family... I don’t think they’ll ever accept me...” The hedgehog kept staring at the pasture, watching the horses slowly return to the stables as the last rays of sunlight vanished on the horizon.

“That’s not true... my dad already accepted you... the rest of them just need some time... and my mom has her own reasons... but it doesn’t matter... Just give them time...” Shadow nodded slowly, scratching his neck.

“Alright... I’ll be patient.” At that moment, you had an idea, nudging him.

“Come on... let’s take a walk to clear our heads...” You jumped back to the ground, followed closely by the hedgehog as you walked across the property.

“So you grew up here?” he asked, eyeing a nearby chicken coop, visible even in the night setting.

“Yeah, born and raised right here, on this farm... A lot has changed, you know, but growing up here taught me a lot of things that helped me survive in the big city...” Shadow looked at you with interest. “Oh, look here, I love this fig tree. I broke my arm for the first time climbing it... Spent months with a cast on and my mom nagging me along with my dad.”

“You really didn’t know how to take care of yourself, huh?” Shadow asked with a small smile on his face.

“I was a kid!... And over there,” you pointed. “I was playing tag with some cousins, they were older, and they accidentally pushed me into a mud puddle... My mom wouldn’t let me in the house until I was clean... And over there I tried to chase a duck, it ran to the lake and I ended up falling into the water. My dad laughed about that for a whole week.” You let out a nasal laugh, remembering the past.

“You had a lot of adventures around here...” Shadow observed, a content smile on his muzzle.

“...Someday I’ll tell you all the stories... Come on, it’s getting really late. How about we head back to the room?” You extended your hand, and Shadow promptly held it, following you back.

“...Yeah, I could really use some rest on a mattress...”

--*--

Looking back now, you didn’t know how you ended up in this situation. All that happened was that you and Shadow got to your room, closed the door, and turned off the lights to get ready for bed. But to your surprise, his hands began sliding over your body even before you reached the bed. The heat between you both started to rise, and now, you were just breathing rapidly in anticipation, watching the hedgehog lying on the bed, staring straight into your eyes with those vibrant red ones.

You were kneeling on the bed, near his bare feet. The room wasn’t completely swallowed by darkness thanks to the moonlight slipping through the blinds, illuminating both your body and the fur of the hedgehog you loved so much. His pupils were visibly dilated, and his hands were gripping the sheets beneath him, just bracing himself for you.

“You want this...?” Shadow asked hesitantly.

“Of course I do... I want this only with you...”

You smiled sweetly, your hand resting on his cheek, comforting the hedgehog. Then, the rest of your body leaned slowly forward, your entire figure coming into contact with his until your lips met his muzzle, capturing his lips in a kiss full of desire.

The hedgehog seemed to have a contained hunger, his tongue, warm and skilled, wasting no time exploring your depths, intertwining with your own. He let out a muffled breath during the kiss, his hands gripping your back, exploring every inch he could, making your whole body shiver.

Your hands slowly moved down to the buttons of your pants, carefully unfastening them and pulling the zipper down. Trying not to break the kiss or its intensity, you gripped the waistband and slowly slid your pants down, pushing the garment to the floor.

Almost immediately after getting rid of the pants, your body arched slightly. You placed your knees on either side of Shadow’s legs, trapping him there, your skin brushing against his warm fur. Breaking the kiss, you adjusted yourself better, lowering your hips closer. Your fingers reached for your panties, damp with anticipation, pushing them just enough to the side to reveal your most intimate part to the hedgehog’s gaze full of desire.

At the same moment, you felt the pressure of something hot and throbbing growing against your thigh, pressing firmly. You gave him a small smile, biting your lip.

“Someone missed me...” you teased.

“You have no idea...” his voice came out hoarse.

Your hand slid downward, naturally wrapping around his cock, feeling the heat and rigidity already so familiar to you. Holding it gently, you stroked softly, earning a gasp from Shadow and a slight twitch from his member.

Without wasting time, your hand guided him skillfully, pressing the thick, reddish tip against your entrance, rubbing to coat it in your arousal and ease the way in. With a gentle movement of your hips, you applied pressure, starting to take him inside your tight warmth. Every inch filled you firmly, making both of you tremble and close your eyes.

Finally, you had him buried deep, seated on the hedgehog’s lap. Shadow kept his eyes closed, his jaw clenched at the sensation.

Now deliciously seated, you began to move, rolling your hips, slowly lifting until almost losing contact, then sinking back down again, taking him in completely, keeping a rhythm that only heightened your connection.

Instinctively, Shadow’s hands slid up to your hips, pulling at your shirt. Understanding his intent, you removed the garment quickly, tossing it somewhere in the room. Your hands then skillfully reached behind to unclasp your bra, discarding it too.

Now with nothing in the way, the hedgehog’s hands enveloped your breasts, massaging and pressing gently, his claws making your breath catch. The contrast of his soft fur and the cold material of his Inhibitor Rings sent shivers down your spine.

He caressed your breasts with reverence, thumbs playing with your nipples as you moved in a controlled rhythm. The wet, muffled sound of friction mixed with heavy breaths and stifled moans. The hedgehog looked at you now, half-lidded eyes, pupils dilated.

Shadow stared at you, starting to pant.

“I’m...” he began but couldn’t finish, biting his lip to stifle a moan.

You only growled softly, leaning your body forward, arching your back to reach him. It hurt a little, but you were willing to endure the back strain just to make this moment unforgettable. Your breasts brushed against his chest, your mouth finding his again in a desperate kiss.

His cock throbbed inside you with every movement, as if the pleasure was on the verge of overwhelming him.

His thrusts from below began to match your rhythm — timid at first, then sharper, instinctual, just like he always did whenever you got more intimate.

Shadow let out a loud gasp, his body tensing beneath you, no longer able to hold back. He buried his fingers into your waist, pulling you down against him tightly as the orgasm exploded inside him.

The heat of his release filled you, thick, in waves, so intense you had to cover your mouth with your hand to keep from letting out a loud moan that would’ve woken the whole house.

But your body responded too, your walls contracting around him, pulling in everything he had to give. And then it was your turn — the climax overtook you in a violent shiver, a muffled moan against the top of his head, your hips trembling as your vision went white for a few seconds.

You stayed together, connected, trembling from moment to moment as his seed slowly dripped between your thighs, sliding down his hips and staining the sheets beneath with hot, wet trails.

Your hearts were still racing, gradually returning to normal as you remained in each other’s arms, not wanting to part anytime soon. Kissing his forehead softly, you lifted your hips, removing his softened member, followed by another generous stream of his release, dripping out of your entrance onto the bed.

Sighing, you collapsed beside him, pulling him into a hug, using your free hand to cover both of you with the blanket, choosing not to care about the mess for now.

“I don’t have words to describe this... just like every other time...” Shadow broke the silence, chuckling softly as he wrapped his arms around you.

“Same here... I love you so much...” you whispered, giving him a small kiss on the cheek, the hedgehog quickly returning it.

“I love you so much too...”

“I thought you were gonna say ‘The feeling is mutual’ again...” you teased, trying to mimic his voice. He couldn’t help but let out a little smile.

“Well... this time you deserve the full sentence... So, yeah... I really do love you, [Y/N]...”

“Rest now, Shadow... tomorrow’s gonna be a long day...” You amiled softly, closing your eyes to sleep.

--*--

The birds had just started chirping as the first rays of sunlight came through the window, illuminating the room through the blinds. Letting out a soft groan, you tried to snuggle closer to the soft fur pressed against your face, your hand unconsciously gripping the white fur in the chest of the hedgehog.

Slowly, your eyes opened, a smile forming on your face as you remembered the night before. Suddenly, Shadow’s hand reached your back, his claws gently gliding across your skin, sending a few shivers down your spine.

Your eyes searched for his, but even though he was already awake, the hedgehog kept his eyes closed, his expression soft, simply enjoying the closeness with you.

“...Good morning...” you mumbled, still half-asleep.

“Hmm...” His eyes slowly opened, focusing on your face.

“We better get up... we don’t want to miss breakfast time...” You tried to sit up, but he tightened his grip on you, wrapping his other arm around your waist.

“Not yet...” He leaned in closer, nuzzling his muzzle into your collarbone.

Chuckling softly, you wrapped your arms around him too, closing your eyes to try falling back asleep.

But suddenly, both of you opened your eyes wide, hearing footsteps approaching in the hallway. The steps were too close, and the shock of hearing them made you freeze.

“We locked the door, right?...” you asked quietly.

“I only remember the parts where we were in bed...” he whispered in reply.

“Damn it...”

The doorknob turned quickly, the door flying open in a blink, and there stood your mother, frowning. But the moment she saw the scene— you and Shadow, close together, tangled up under the covers, clothes clearly scattered on the bedroom floor, the strong and unmistakable scent in the air— her angry expression instantly turned to one of shock and then complete horror.

“For heaven’s sake...” was the last thing she said before her hand landed on her forehead, and suddenly, the woman collapsed backward with a thud, sprawled out in the hallway.

“What do we do?” Shadow asked hesitantly, you gripped the blanket and pulled it up closer to your collarbone as you sat up in bed, followed by the hedgehog.

“I wish I knew... Any ideas?” Your voice came out uncertain.

Before he could reply, the startled voices of the rest of your relatives echoed in the hallway. Several footsteps approached, and soon your family members were kneeling around your mother, looking worried and trying to wake her, fanning her face with paper.

Then, one by one, the relatives slowly turned toward the bedroom, eyes widening in shock. The women blushed deeply and looked away, whispering to one another.

“We’re so screwed...” you sighed, exasperated, rubbing your temples with your fingers.

Then your father appeared in the doorway holding a mug of coffee.

“What’s going on...?” he began to ask but didn’t even finish the sentence. His eyes widened at the scene inside the room— you pulled the blanket higher around yourself, Shadow remained still, his ears tilted awkwardly to the sides.

“Heh... Way to go, champ! That’s how it’s done!” the old man raised his hand in a thumbs-up to Shadow, receiving indignant looks from the relatives nearby.

“Dad!” you exclaimed, hiding your blushing face in your hands.

“Alright, folks, move along, stop poking into other people’s business—young people are like this, y’know.” He began shooing the relatives away like stubborn sheep, waving his hand.

A few kids peeked curiously through the door. One of the older ones turned to her mother.

“Hey, Mom, is she gonna have hedgehog puppies?” the child asked, pointing at you. In response, the woman just tried to cover the eyes of all the younger ones, pushing them away.

Once everyone had finally left, carrying your unconscious mother along, your father quickly shut the bedroom door, giving you and Shadow your privacy again.

“That was... I don’t even know how to put into words what just happened...” the hedgehog said, scratching the back of his neck.

“It’s done now... what a mess...” You were still hiding your face in your hands, until you felt Shadow’s comforting hand on your shoulder.

“Is your mom gonna be okay?” he asked, his voice sounding genuinely concerned.

“Relax... she just reacted badly, but she’ll be fine...” Rubbing your face with your hands, you finally stopped hiding it, lowering your hands. “Well, I think that’s enough for one weekend—grab your stuff, we’re leaving right now...” Tossing the blanket aside, you quickly stood up, picking your clothes up from the floor.

--*--

Sighing heavily, you shut the car trunk with a thud as Shadow finished placing a few bags in the back seat.

Hearing footsteps approaching, you turned to see your father walking quickly toward you, a big smile on his face.

“Hey, sweetheart... what a shame you’re leaving already...” He wrapped you in a strong hug, which you returned.

“Yeah, I kind of prefer leaving now rather than staying and being the cause of all the family arguments, you know?”

“I totally get that... But they’re all a bunch of hypocrites, acting like they don’t do the same thing.” Your father let out a hearty laugh, stepping back from the hug, then moved closer to Shadow. “And you, kid, take good care of my daughter—my favorite son-in-law!” he said cheerfully, kneeling and pulling Shadow into a hug too.

The hedgehog hesitated at first but then cautiously returned the hug.

“I’ll take care of her... I promise,” Shadow said quietly.

“That’s good... Drive safe, okay? And come visit soon...” He stepped back, arms crossed, still smiling wide.

“Of course... And please send a hug to Mom and the rest of the family for me.” You scratched the back of your neck, giving a small smile.

“Don’t worry, your mom is still... well, traumatized, but she’ll get over it eventually. I’ll give them your message.” Then he chuckled softly. “And don’t forget to tell me when the baby’s born, okay?” your father teased playfully.

“Dad!” Once again, your face heated up, and you turned away to hide it, only making him laugh even louder.

“Calm down, I’m just messing with you... Well, now for real—see you next time, sweetheart. Don’t forget to text me when you get home...” He waved as he watched you and Shadow get into the car.

“Don’t worry... I’ll send the message...”

And just like that, it was time to go back home—leave behind that peaceful place surrounded by nature and return to the daily routine.

--*--

The road was pretty quiet that morning, with no real issues, but you still had a furrowed brow, your mind stuck on everything that happened earlier that day, muttering mostly to yourself.

“Damn... I still can’t believe we forgot to lock the door... so embarrassing...” Sighing again, you looked to the side, seeing Shadow with his arms crossed, watching the scenery go by. His expression was soft, he didn't seem as affected as you.

“Hey... do you think we could go back there again sometime?” he asked softly. “Y’know, just to see your dad...” He turned his red eyes toward you.

“Well... sure, why not? Honestly, I think my dad’s more excited to see you again than to see me...” You let out a nasally laugh, hearing Shadow chuckle quietly too.

“Me and him get along well...” Shadow said with a small smirk.

And now more than ever, you knew there was no one else you’d ever want to share your life with but Shadow. Your life wouldn’t make sense without the hedgehog—never again.

[whitecompri]

Triple S x black forest cookie! Fem! Reader? 👀

(pls don't make the reader an actual cookie thx)

Dark Swetness

Pairing: Sonic x Black Forest Cookie!Fem!Reader; Shadow x Black Forest Cookie!Fem!Reader; Silver x Black Forest Cookie!Fem!Reader

Genre: Romance, fluff

Rating: G (General Audience)

Warnings: None

A/N: Thanks for the request! I confess I had a bit of creative difficulty writing, mainly because I know practically nothing about Cookie Run: Kingdom (it's not very popular in my country), and despite my research, I ended up feeling a bit lost. The information I found was limited, so I decided to do something more basic based on what I had found. So I created a small headcanon featuring an elegant, dark, and sharp-tongued Reader. I apologize if the result wasn't exactly what you expected. But I'd love your feedback! That way, I can try to bring something more in line with what you wanted if you make another request in the future. I hope you still like the result.

Sonic

When Sonic saw you for the first time, his first impression was that you seemed too complicated and elegant for his style, and that only served to spark his curiosity and interest in you—because of your different way of facing life;

Being around you pulls the blue hedgehog out of his comfort zone, makes him feel like he has to stay on his toes sometimes, since he can never seem to charm you with his usual charisma. In the end, all he wanted was to understand how you simply didn’t react to anything he did. He had no idea that this would end up bringing him so close to you;

Every time he tries to make a joke to make you laugh, he's met with your melancholic gaze and expressionless face. Every time, it makes him swallow hard. Sometimes, when you're in a good mood, you respond sarcastically with something like, “You’ve got a sharp tongue for jokes, for someone who just knows how to run fast…” He scratches the back of his neck and gives you a little chuckle;

He started feeling something different for you the day he accidentally saw you rescuing a wounded little animal. He simply finds it fascinating how you can be so cold on the outside yet so warm in your subtle gestures—revealing your heart of gold;

And the more mysterious you are in every aspect of your life, the more he wants to dig deeper to find out who you really are. He begins to notice more and more about you, every little detail. Even the way your glances linger longer than they used to;

After weeks of getting to know each other, he starts loving to visit you just to see your eyebrow arch when you see him. Or how you cross your arms, waiting for him to say something;

Over time, if someone asked what he thought of you, he'd simply look off into the distance, place a hand on his hip and sigh. “She’s… beautiful, dangerous… and impossible to ignore.”;

When he finally realized that his heart beat faster because of you, he began to court you in the only way he knew how—standing beside you, arms crossed, with that smug little smile, cracking jokes and tossing back sarcastic comments of his own;

And sooner or later, he started noticing how your words would die on your lips when you looked at him curiously. Or how you sometimes tried to hide your face from him—even if it didn’t work. He could clearly see the blush on your cheeks;

Anyone else might’ve said you were rejecting him. But not Sonic. He had gotten to know you well by now. He knew you just didn’t express your feelings very well.

“Hey... I know you’re always running from your feelings.” The blue hedgehog extended his hand toward you, a warm and genuine smile on his face. “How about you stop… just for today? I promise you won’t regret it.”

You looked at his outstretched hand, hesitating, but then you gave in, placing your hand in his—immediately enveloped in the hedgehog’s firm grip as he pulled you closer to him.

“Come on, let’s take a walk... I know a place you’re gonna like…” He gave you a cheeky little smile and winked.

For the first time in a long while, your melancholic expression melted away. A true smile graced your lips. Sonic’s eyes widened, his green orbs shining as he admired that perfect curve of a smile.

It was on that day that he realized he was truly lost. There was no way he could walk away from you so easily.

Shadow

When Shadow saw you for the first time, his first impression was that, in some ways, you were more like him than he’d care to admit. The way you locked your feelings away, even the way you used sarcasm like armor;

But unlike Sonic and Silver, Shadow is very skeptical and distrustful of you at first. He always watches you from the corner of his eye when you’re around. Analyzing your actions, trying to figure out what’s behind your melancholic image. He wants to find out at all costs whether or not he can trust you;

You two don’t talk much, but when you do, it’s always a sharp and intense exchange—full of smart remarks, sarcasm, and underlying tension. Secretly, Shadow likes it. He sees you as someone who can hold their own in a verbal duel;

But over time, you two begin to understand each other without even needing to speak. Your impassive glances are sometimes enough to convey what you want to say. The feeling that someone understands him deeply, yet still has so much to discover about yet, makes the black hedgehog’s heart race;

Now he starts watching you openly when you're nearby, noticing everything you do—from the cookie you gave a little Chao to the bird food you quietly place every day in the birdhouse. And he simply loves being the only one who knows that side of you. It feels intimate and special;

He doesn’t understand why at first, but he feels an overwhelming need to take care of you, to protect you from everything around you—even though he knows and can tell that you know how to defend yourself;

Shadow starts accompanying you more often, always in silence, just sharing space without needing anything more. He begins to notice that, despite your mysterious and melancholic aura, you have your own way of showing happiness. You put your hands behind your back, your steps become more confident, and although your expression says the opposite, it’s as if your whole body radiates joy. Especially when you're walking with him. And obviously, realizing that makes his stomach flip. He finds you incredibly cute in those little details;

And as his instincts would have it, he becomes extremely protective of you. You had only pricked your finger while trying to pick some roses—it was nothing serious. But still, he grabbed your hand firmly, examined the small wound, and started walking, pulling you along back into the house;

He disinfected it and gently put on a band-aid with a tenderness you didn’t expect from him;

Satisfied, he sighed and looked at you, seeing your expression softened now, free from that dark, closed-off air;

In that moment, you suddenly smiled gently. The hedgehog froze immediately, unable to believe his own eyes. He wasn’t used to smiling himself. But seeing you do it, he smiled back, a sweet smile of his own. He kept his posture, but his heart was racing, pounding, his stomach fluttering in that instant;

His hand gently touched your cheek, and your eyes immediately searched his, trying to understand what he was thinking at that moment. Then, Shadow sighed, opened his mouth to say something, hesitated—but finally managed to speak.

“You understand me so well… We have so much in common… And I don’t want to lose that…”

Your hand immediately covered his on your cheek. His expression was softer now, looking at you with admiration.

“It’s okay... I don’t want to lose you either...”

“That’s good…” He took your free hand, intertwining your fingers. “Then stay with me here… I’ll protect you from anything…” he said in a low, husky tone, already knowing he could never live a normal day without your constant presence in his life—because you brought him a sense of safety he couldn’t explain.

Silver

The first time Silver saw you, he was instantly fascinated. He immediately wondered how someone could look so sad and cold like that. Right away, the hedgehog started thinking about what could have made you that way—and also, how he could help you.

Out of all the hedgehogs, he’s the one who tries the hardest to get to the root of your behavior, trying to understand you emotionally, deciphering your actions. But he’s also the one who suffers the most doing that. At every moment, he gets frustrated, grits his teeth, but doesn’t lose hope—once again trying to think of something to get closer to you.

When you notice how insistent he is about getting to know the real you, you start calling him “Walking Hope.” Despite your comments and attempts to push him away, the hedgehog keeps trying to understand you no matter what, even if it has to be indirectly.

Silver starts dreaming of a future where you could smile every second—it quickly becomes his dream. A time when only happiness would fill your mind and he could hear your genuine laughter. He’ll do anything to build that.

Out of all the hedgehogs, he is, surprisingly, the most jealous. He can’t stand seeing you talk to anyone else. It instantly stirs up his protective instincts. Just the thought that maybe it wouldn’t be him making you smile already makes him grit his teeth. Still, he’s great at hiding and masking what he really feels—though he can’t keep it up for too long.

From the very beginning, the hedgehog was always gentle and sweet with you—and in a way, that left you unsettled. You weren’t prepared to deal with that kind of thing. Kindness and sweetness weren’t exactly common in your world.

The first few times he showed up all excited to talk to you, all you felt was irritation—mainly because you didn’t even know how to respond to that. But after many times, it started to become routine, and you secretly began to enjoy the short daily conversations you had with him.

But despite his persistence, he was always careful—approaching you slowly, getting to know you little by little, watching from a distance. Gently, as if he were slowly tending, day by day, to a bed of roses. Watering and nurturing it in hopes of one day picking the perfect flowers.

As time went on and his presence became a constant in your life, Silver also began putting the next steps into action—like trying to bring light into your life, even though you often insisted on “living” in the dark. He brought food, invited you to go out. Taking every care in the world so that you could enjoy each moment.

With all this time spent together, Silver finally admitted to himself that his heart truly beat hard in your presence. He felt nervous, with sweaty palms. But he never stopped—not for one minute—doing everything he could for you.

He realized how sweet and kind your actions were one day while you were in an open field feeding a horse—your hand gently stroking the animal, a soft expression on your face. Or the day you kindly helped an elderly lady cross the street, holding her arm and matching her pace with patience and care. That was exactly the kind of moral compass Silver had and loved.

Despite the contrast between the two of you—from his cheerful face to your unreadable expression—it was hard for Silver to hide how, little by little, he was falling more and more for your actions.

Without realizing it, he fell in love with you—and with the way you challenged him, made him want to keep trying, again and again, to give you a joyful future at any cost. And that became his greatest goal.

Until the day he was happily serving you homemade muffins. When he placed them on your plate, you thanked him, and for a second, his eyes drifted to your face. The hedgehog froze. He saw, for the first time, the subtle and soft curve of your smile—and it made his breath hitch, his whole body filled with excitement. That future he dreamed about every day finally made sense.

His hands held yours, and gently he intertwined your fingers, pulling one of your hands toward his muzzle, planting a light kiss on its back, showing all the affection he felt.

“I know you prefer silence and solitude...” His eyes locked onto yours, his voice heavy with emotion. “But... couldn’t I be part of your life?”

“...Silver...” you murmured.

“I just want to be here, by your side, for whatever you need...” he said with confidence, making your heart race. Nodding softly, you smiled sweetly again, gripping his hand a little tighter. You could hardly wait to see what your future with Silver would be like—and in how many other ways he’d try to keep you smiling and happy.

[whitecompri]

His New Home

Pairing: Infinite x Fem!Human!Reader

Genre: Romance, fluff

Rating: M (Mature, 16+)

Warnings: Insinuation of intimacy, Suggestive content.

A/N: Well, in short, I was a little inspired by the last request I made and decided to gift Infinite fans with more content with him. He's been on my mind for a while now since I started writing about him, he's definitely a character that deserves more attention.

--*--

You heard the apartment door creak, the sound of heavy footsteps, and finally the loud thud of the door being slammed shut — or more specifically, shut in anger.

Your eyes drifted for a moment from the TV screen, focusing on the hallway, waiting for the canid figure to appear.

You raised an eyebrow when he finally stopped at the doorframe; his brow was furrowed, fists clenched, gripping the grocery bags with unnecessary force. Infinite took a few steps into the living room, tossing the bags carelessly onto the coffee table.

“...That damn store... damn line...” he muttered between low growls, practically throwing himself onto the couch next to you, his hand immediately reaching for the badge lanyard around his neck, yanking it off and tossing it across the room.

You remained silent the entire time, simply observing the stressed-out jackal.

“Are you done?” you asked impassively. Infinite sighed heavily, nodding his head. “Good... grab your badge, don’t forget that you can’t be without it, not even inside the house...” you warned, and he just rolled his eyes.

“I don’t care... I’m not wearing that crap at home...” he crossed his arms.

“Well, it’s your choice. If you want to break the rules of the Rehabilitation Program, that’s your right. But don’t come crying when G.U.N. finally decides to take you away...” you shrugged, turning your attention back to the TV.

Infinite stood still for a few seconds, watching you. Then, he scratched the back of his neck, gripping the white fur of his bangs. Grunting, he got up from the couch and walked to the other side of the room, crouching down.

His hand picked up the badge, his thumb claw running over his photo — a terrible photo, if anyone asked him. Besides that, his essential data was written on it, along with the important seal of Reformed Citizen of Mobius, even though he hated that title with all his heart. He definitely preferred his old life. But it was also a life he wasn’t sure he really wanted to go back to, depending on how he looked at it.

For now, he had you, the small apartment, and a long road ahead to get used to society again and act like a normal Mobian, even if everything inside him screamed for destruction and ruin.

“Nite?” you called to him softly from the couch, using the affectionate nickname you had given him, seeing him standing still for a long time on the floor, staring at his badge.

Pulled from his thoughts, Infinite got up, putting the lanyard back around his neck, walking back to the couch and throwing himself back down beside you.

“You did the right thing... I’m proud of you...” you smiled at him, trying to encourage his good behavior.

“Don’t be... I felt like burning that entire store down today... I’ll never be normal like you think...” he felt your soft touch on his shoulder, his heterochromatic eyes quickly turning their attention to you.

“You felt like it... but you didn’t... that’s a start, you know? They wouldn’t have approved your release into this program if you were a complete lost cause... And besides... you have me... if you need help, I’m always here.”

The jackal’s expression softened almost immediately. He let out a quiet sigh, nodding his head.

“Only you could make me give up on destroying everything...”

“Well... I’m flattered.” You crossed your arms, settling more comfortably on the couch, still maintaining eye contact with the jackal. “But it’s always good to remember your current situation, handsome... learn to breathe before you end up exploding — remember your therapy.”

“Therapy... just hearing that word pisses me off...” he bared his teeth, growling.

“Just be careful... you don’t want to lose everything again, right?” You winked at him, making him raise an eyebrow.

“You’re right... I don’t want to lose the last thing I’ve got left...” he said in a hoarse tone, almost like a purr.

In a swift motion, he hovered over you on the couch. Despite his shorter stature compared to yours, he still carried a lot of strength in him. Infinite grabbed your forearms, pressing them to your sides, keeping you from moving.

His warm hands pressed firmly against your skin, the softness of his fur in contact with your body gave you chills. His claws brushed against your skin, but not in a painful way — he didn’t want to hurt you. Your heart raced at that moment, but you decided not to show it to him. Especially after seeing the way his pupils were dilated.

“Should I repay all the kindness you’ve shown me?” he smirked slightly, his heterochromatic eyes not breaking eye contact for a single second.

You sat up on the couch then, making the jackal’s eyes go wide with surprise, dropping back onto the sofa cushions behind him. He stared at you for a few seconds, confused.

“...I’d love for you to repay me... After you get up and put the groceries away... and then take a good shower. Come back as a renewed jackal, and we’ll talk.” You gave him a confident smile, and Infinite just stared at you in disbelief. “Or do you want me to join you in the shower?” you asked teasingly.

He cleared his throat, looking away.

“You already know the answer...” he crossed his arms, hugging himself.

“Yeah, I do... I’ll think about whether I’ll join you or not.” Smiling with feigned innocence, you turned your attention back to the TV.

Letting out a muffled laugh, the jackal slowly got up from the couch, grabbed all the grocery bags from the coffee table, and walked to the living room doorway. Before leaving, he stopped, placing a hand on the doorframe and turning slightly to look back.

“You drive me crazy, you know that?....” he said, sighing heavily afterward.

“That’s great... Better me driving you crazy than you going out destroying things.” You winked at him again, noticing how intensely he looked at you for several seconds before shaking his head and walking down the hallway toward the bathroom.

Infinite was one of the most fascinating challenges you’d ever faced in your life — and you definitely never wanted to change the life you had now.

--*--

The wet sounds of sweaty skin colliding had ceased just seconds ago, but even so, the heat in the room still lingered, leaving you nearly completely dizzy. Your mouth was slightly open, gasping, trying to pull in all the air the act had taken from you.

You could feel his weight still on top of you, completely covering you, his muscles tense from the moment’s intensity, the small spasms and slight tremors his body gave from the overwhelming sensation.

You could still feel his intimacy nestled inside yours, pulsing one last time, releasing everything he had been holding back for you.

Infinite breathed shakily against your ribcage. He had pressed his face there some time ago, and he was still there, eyes closed, simply regaining his breath. In that intimate moment, he seemed vulnerable — as if lowering the well-built walls around him just for you.

He still had a few involuntary tremors, residual from what had just happened. He gripped your waist tighter, giving one last weak thrust, releasing another bit of thick, hot liquid into your already full womb.

His knot was firmly lodged inside, swollen, not allowing a single drop to escape. Keeping you both connected, close — not just physically, but more than that. The sensation was electrifying every time, and even though the pleasure of having the knot inside bordered on painful, it was wonderful to feel that full.

His hands gradually released your hips, slowly resting on the bed below, gripping the damp sheets.

Little by little, his breathing calmed as well, leaving him breathing softly now, fully recovered.

Now, after the heat of the moment, you could notice the mess you had made — blankets and pillows scattered across the bed and floor, and the damp puddle beneath you.

Your trembling hand slowly rose, sliding through the white fur tufts on his head, feeling the sweat still dripping. Your fingers moved to the side, beginning to gently caress his ears.

Then, with a soft, wet pop, his knot gave way, making his soft intimacy slip out, and both of you let out a low gasp at the loss of contact. Even so, you stayed there — he on top of you, his face still buried in your ribcage, and your hand gently resting on his ear.

For a moment, silence filled the room — not even the ambient night sounds or traffic noise seemed to invade. It was just the sound of breathing and the calming beat of your hearts.

Letting out a soft grunt, the jackal firmly pressed against the mattress, lifting off you just enough to slide his body up, until he rested his head against your collarbone, his hand gliding gently along your neck.

Taking advantage of the position change, you slid your hand to his chest, feeling the soft fur, tracing the path of the hidden muscles only you knew. With each touch, he shivered, the fur subtly bristling, only to calm down again, relaxing, as if he didn’t know how to handle so much affection.

“You’re awfully quiet...” you whispered, resting your chin on the top of his head.

“It’s just that... only you can bring me this feeling,” he replied, voice hoarse and tired, but loaded with emotion. “This good thing that stays... I don’t know how to describe it... It’s something intense.”

You smiled softly, knowing that maybe he couldn’t express with words how he felt — but his actions said far more. The jackal shifted a bit, looking up, his heterochromatic eyes, filled with a certain vulnerability, searching for yours.

“Sometimes you leave me speechless... and a little scared too...” he murmured, staring intensely.

“Scared?”

“Yeah... scared of liking you this much...” He gave a small side smile, closing his eyes, sighing contentedly.

“Did you just say you love me?” You let out a hoarse laugh.

“Maybe...” he said, chuckling softly too. “But you know... I’ve been thinking about something for a while now...” He opened his eyes again.

“Usually when you say that, it's something dangerous...” You laughed, giving him a playful punch on the shoulder. The jackal laughed, shaking his head.

“I swear this time it’s something valid...” he said with a bit of seriousness. “It just... came to me the other day, in a moment kind of like this one...”

“Then tell me...”

“What if... I don’t know... I became a dad?” You widened your eyes almost immediately at his words, staring into his in confusion.

“Seriously? Like, pups?” you asked, a bit in disbelief.

“That’s right. One pup, maybe two... I don’t mean now, just... someday, you know?”

“That’s pretty... uncharacteristic of you... I guess rehab really is working, huh?” you said softly, caressing the fur on his cheek.

“Maybe that’s it... But it’s just that I always thought, I never had a real home that wasn’t the desert... Never had the chance to leave something of mine in the world that wasn’t destruction.” He closed his eyes, relaxing under your gentle touch.

“Nite... you’re already leaving something wonderful in the world... your new version is your gift, you know? You really are changing, and I can see it.” Your voice was comforting to his ears, the jackal let out a low grunt in acknowledgment.

“I know... but maybe I want to leave something in the world that runs around the house, makes a mess, a small version of me... and who knows, calls you mom...”

You let out a quiet laugh.

“Well, at least for now I’m not signing off on that... I need to take care of you first...”

“Exactly... You take such good care of me that sometimes I think you’re going to be the best mom in Mobius...” he murmured, yawning right after. “And I’d really love to see what the little ones would be like if they inherited your personality... I think I’d be doomed...” he laughed.

“...You’re being serious, huh...” you sighed, realizing he wasn’t joking — it was something he truly valued.

“Totally... But not now, take your time to think... Keep it with you and answer me when you’ve made your decision...” He kissed your chin gently.

“Have marriages between humans and Mobians been legalized yet?” you asked in a low voice.

“I don’t care if it has or hasn’t... I already follow enough rules to bother with that...” he said now with more firmness.

“I’ll think more about it...” you replied, somewhat hesitant, sighing. Then, you opened a little smile. “I just hope they don’t inherit your stubbornness and arrogance... I’d be screwed...” You joked, making Infinite smile too, but even though your tone was teasing, you knew there was a grain of truth in there — you knew he had definitely planted the idea in your mind, and now it was just up to you to decide.

--*--

His slow footsteps echoed through the house, the jackal stopped in front of the fridge, opened it, his heterochromatic eyes scanning the contents for a moment. Then, sighing, his hand reached for the jar with the last bit of juice, grabbing it.

With a smooth movement, he closed the fridge door with his foot, and immediately his eyes focused on the post-its you made and left there for him. The first thing he read was: “Remember, humans need boundaries — and so do jackals. Have a great day!”

Infinite couldn’t help but smile as he read the message. As much as he wouldn’t admit it directly, he liked those little details — they made him feel valued. Especially when those details came from you.

Pouring the last of the juice into a glass, he placed the jar on the sink, brought the glass to his lips, and drank the cold, sweet liquid down his throat. Sighing heavily, he left the glass on the sink as well and brought his hands to his ID badge cord, adjusting it in place.

Then he turned and left the kitchen, walking down the hallway until he reached the living room door. The jackal stopped for a minute, spotting you — your back resting on the sofa arm as you sprawled across it, a laptop on your lap while your fingers typed quickly.

Smirking, he entered the room, stopping by your side, arms crossed.

“Don’t you think you’ve given that laptop enough attention for today?” he said, tapping his foot on the floor, staring at you intensely.

You stopped typing, your eyes lifting to meet his.

“Nite... I’m working,” you said softly, then went back to typing.

“...Are you really going to ignore your boyfriend just to stay on the laptop?... I never thought you’d do something like that...” He clenched his fists and closed his eyes dramatically.

“At least the laptop doesn’t complain when I press its buttons... You should learn from it.” You teased, not looking away from the screen.

“Very funny of you...” He opened his eyes, looking at you impassively. “You know what else has buttons I can press?” Infinite gave a mischievous grin.

“If you turn off my Wi-Fi again, I swear I’ll leave you a whole week without dinner...” you threatened, even though a smile was on your face.

Letting out a low laugh, the jackal practically threw himself onto the sofa over your legs. He got comfortable, holding your waist while staying there, on top of you, in silence.

He stayed still for a few seconds until you felt his gloved hand softly touch your belly. Raising an eyebrow, your eyes moved from the screen to focus on him.

“...What are you doing?” you asked quietly.

“Just imagining....” He slid his index finger, stopping exactly above where your womb would be. “Like... here, you know?” He looked up into your eyes.

“Yeah... I think I know what you’re thinking...” You said softly, turning your focus back to your work.

“Exactly... maybe here will grow someone who’ll call you mom...”

“You’ve been quite the dreamer lately... I think that’s a good thing, right?”

“You have no idea...” He sighed deeply, pressing his palm to your belly. “I think it’s the thing I dream about most lately...”

“I hope they inherit your heterochromia...” you said, waiting for his reaction.

“Please, let’s not pass this curse to our child...” he said, looking away.

“Hey...” You softened your gaze, reaching out to hold his cheek. “We’ve talked about this — it’s not a curse... It’s one of the things that makes you unique and special, okay?” Infinite froze for a few seconds, then nodded hesitantly.

Then, he cleared his throat, the cocky look replacing the vulnerable one.

“But you know... jackals usually have litters of four to six pups...” Infinite said teasingly, and you froze immediately at his words, staring in disbelief.

“What?”

“You heard me... but I’m just saying... maybe one won’t satisfy me...” He shrugged, closing his eyes with a smirk on his muzzle.

Laughing, you finally closed the laptop, placing it on the coffee table. Then your arms wrapped around the jackal, pulling him closer to you. He let out a quiet gasp in surprise but allowed you to hold him.

“How about we focus on us for now? I know you’re excited about this... but let’s pump the brakes a bit, relax, Nite... With time we can process things.”

He listened carefully, his ears flexing backward, but he nodded, smiling at you.

“You’re right... more time for me to think of names at least...” he laughed, wrapping his arms around you too. “I can’t wait...”

You sighed exasperatedly, kissing the top of his head. Your hand slid along his back, gently petting the jackal.

“...But seriously... you’re not feeling any nausea? Drowsiness? Any weird cravings for foods that don’t go together?...” It was obvious he was teasing you — you could tell by his tone, and by the tail slowly swaying side to side.

“Infinite... I’m on the pill...” you answered with a muffled laugh.

The jackal made a dramatic face, pouting.

“Well... you can’t blame a dreamy jackal... One day...”

“You’ll have to do a lot of house chores to fully convince me...”

“Better start right away then...” Suddenly, he got up quickly from the sofa, walking out of the living room, disappearing through the apartment.

You let out a hoarse laugh. You could hardly wait to see where this life, which started with you just being responsible for his rehabilitation, would take you. And you really wanted to see the future that awaited you with him.

[whitecompri]

Infinite x tails older sister!reader nsfw with elements of femdom and pet play if that is alright with you?

My Little Puppy (NSFW)

Pairing: Infinite x Tails' Older Sister!Reader

Genre: Romance, Smut, Enemies to Lovers

Rating: E (Explicit, 18+)

Warnings: Vulgar language / intense sexual expressions, Light bondage, Dirty talk, Femdom, Light Pet Play

A/N: Thanks for the request! At first, I was really thinking about how to write this; after all, I don't think I've ever done anything like this. But in the end, I actually liked the result, and although I used more vulgar language, which I don't usually use, I tried to keep the pet play elements light. I hope you like it, and if you want, feel free to give me feedback later!

--*--

The light breeze of late afternoon gently brushed against the fur on your face, swaying softly. In the distance, your eyes focused on the sun setting behind the crimson mountains you had been investigating with your brother.

The current tranquility was a stark contrast to the war you had been in just weeks ago. It was almost strange to hear only the chirping of birds and the distant buzzing of cicadas.

It was nothing like the metallic sounds of badniks, the thuds of impacts, the cries of battle while trying to subdue Eggman’s Empire.

Your ears perked forward, catching the rustle of the vegetation. Tails stopped too, his ears also twitching. He held the device in his hand firmly.

“Hold on... I picked up something here...” he whispered. You waited a few seconds, but with no movement, you started to get impatient. So you took a few steps in his direction, small twigs on the ground snapping under your movement.

Stopping beside Tails, your sharp eyes scanned the woods meticulously.

“...What is it?” you asked, crossing your arms. You never had much patience for waiting or for analyzing data on a device. You were more action-oriented, wasting no time. If the enemy was really there, you wanted to act and take them down.

After all, you were much more pragmatic than your little brother. Tougher and forged in battle, you carried yourself with authority and composure.

“There’s some residual energy... from the Phantom Ruby... it’s coming from right here, just like the readings we saw at HQ...” the young fox began walking again, following the trail. “It must be around here...”

Suddenly, you heard the dry sound of some nearby stones rolling. Without thinking twice, you positioned yourself in front of your brother, your tail swaying in agitation. Tails shrank slightly behind you, sensing your protection.

“...Yeah, there’s definitely someone here...” you whispered to him. “Show yourself! We know you're hiding!” Speaking louder, you waited for a response, hearing only the rustling of nearby bushes.

Out of the darkness growing in the woods with the day’s end, you saw it. A metallic reflection, almost hidden by the shadows of the trees.

Growling softly, you clenched your fists.

“Come out already... or it’s going to be worse for you...” But the threat didn’t seem to have much effect. The figure remained still, unmoving, only the grass around it swaying. Losing patience, you took the first step toward the enemy.

You felt a hand grab your wrist almost the instant you moved. Looking back, Tails was staring at you with some concern.

“It’s him... Infinite... but... I don’t understand, how can he still be here?”

“Infinite? Great... I didn’t get to lay my hands on him during the war, but now’s a good time...” With a sly smile, you cracked your knuckles and resumed walking.

“Wait, Sis! We don’t know if he still has his powers, he might still be able to use them!” But Tails’s pleas fell flat—you were already pushing through the underbrush, approaching the metallic mask.

However, instead of finding a formidable opponent, the only thing your eyes managed to focus on was the jackal’s miserable state. Lying among the bushes, breathing slow, almost nonexistent, the mask cracked and broken in many places.

“...He’s pathetic...” you said, placing a hand on your hip, sighing in frustration.

Cautiously, Tails stepped up behind you, his eyes widening as he focused on Infinite, seeing the matted, filthy fur, the wounds and dried blood. Everything pointed to this opponent being unable to fight anytime soon.

“...You’re right... he’s in terrible shape, but he’s still breathing.” The fox shrank a bit into himself, placing a hand on his chin.

“...Well, even if he’s like this now, it’s not a reason to just leave him here...” Your brother’s gaze turned to you, determined. “I brought some handcuffs, we can restrain him and take him to G.U.N.” the fox suggested.

“They’ll probably put him into cryo-sleep too...”

“Highly likely... Infinite is still a threat, even like this...” Tails watched your thoughtful expression, growing a bit uneasy about what your decision would be. “Can we go, then? It’s a long walk to where I left the Tornado...”

“Nah...” you simply said out of nowhere.

“What?” Your brother looked at you in shock.

“I’m taking the jackal with me....”

Tails’ eyes widened.

“You’re joking, Sis? He tried to destroy the world and kill everyone!” he said, exasperated, gripping his device tighter.

A brief enigmatic smile formed on your muzzle, and then you approached the nearly incapacitated canine. Grabbing his forearm firmly, you noticed how thin and weak he was, unable to move a single muscle.

“...I still want a good fight... with the formidable opponent I expected to find... I’m not going to kill or imprison a half-dead mutt...”

“What are you getting at with this?...” Tails asked quietly, though he suspected he wouldn’t like the answer.

“I’m going to take care of him... until he recovers... Then I’ll defeat him... Then maybe I’ll think about what I’ll do after my victory...” You chuckled hoarsely, using your strength to throw the jackal over your shoulder. You stood up with a huff, holding the canine firmly as you carried him.

Your brother followed quickly behind, keeping a suspicious eye on the canine near you.

“This is a terrible idea... What if he gets too strong?!” Tails gestured, trying to argue.

“Him? Without the Phantom Ruby? Doubt it. He might be able to use physical strength, but he definitely doesn’t have anything left besides traces of the gem’s power...” you said bluntly, not stopping your stride. “Besides... I still owe him a lesson... for what he did to Sonic and to you...” A small grin spread across your muzzle as you walked briskly, eager to reach your destination.

Tails suddenly stopped, a worried look on his face. But the fox just sighed, shaking his head—he only hoped you had a plan for dealing with the villain later.

--*--

The heterochromatic eyes stared at the floor, at the soft carpet that lined it. His hands gripped his knees with the little strength his recovering body had. But at that moment, he wasn’t just bored—he was furious.

Growling quietly to himself, baring his sharp teeth, he dug his claws into his own legs. His pride was wounded. For Infinite, it wasn’t just humiliation—it was disrespect.

Being treated like a child irritated him, made his body burn with fury. But he understood well that he didn’t have the strength for anything more, even though his recovery over the past few weeks had shown results.

His fur had regained its original shine, the wounds had closed, and his body was nourished.

His ears twitched forward, picking up the soft creak of the bedroom door opening. Then, he narrowed his eyes, seeing you standing in the doorway with a tray of food in your hands.

Walking into the room, you closed the door with your foot.

“Hello... How’s my little jackal today?” you asked with a sly smile. He just huffed, scowling.

“I’m not yours...” The words came out harsh, almost as a growl. “And I don’t want anything more from you...” He crossed his arms, looking away.

Still holding the tray, you sat beside him on the bed.

“You still need to eat, you haven’t fully recovered your strength...” Despite your words, he kept his eyes turned away, not even wanting to see your face. “Bad boys don’t get dessert...” you murmured, making him immediately growl and bare his teeth, his ears drooping.

“I’m not eating anymore... I would’ve preferred to die in that filthy forest than go through this.” He reached out to slap the tray, but his movements were still slow—you easily caught his wrist, making him growl in frustration.

“Wanna act like a mad dog, huh?” A smirk formed on your muzzle. Infinite pulled his hand back. “Deep down... you’re grateful, for being alive, for getting another shot at destroying everything again, right?”

“Yeah, right...” he huffed, finally meeting your gaze with his mismatched eyes.

“Shame you’re so arrogant and proud... I was starting to enjoy our time here together...” you said, chuckling hoarsely.

“Enjoying keeping me prisoner, huh?” he said angrily.

“I saved you, you ungrateful jackal!” your voice rose, and you stood up quickly, standing in front of him. “You were going to die pathetically like a loser... I brought you here, I took care of you, gave you food and a roof over your head...”

“Thinking about killing me later, right?” he shot back harshly, standing up too, using the nightstand to support himself. For a second, you froze, breathing heavily.

“...Yeah... I saved you with the intent to defeat you later..., but I admit, I’m enjoying having a jackal around the house...” you said flatly, crossing your arms.

“I’m not yours to do whatever you want with! If you’re lonely, buy a plush toy!” Infinite yelled, growling.

“You want me to throw you out there, then? So you can get beat up again like a loser?”

Your words stoked his fury. Infinite growled loudly, turning away from you and walking toward the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?!” You followed after him, grabbing his forearm.

“I dunno, just... away from you...” He huffed, trying to pull his arm back, but your grip was firm.

“Let go of me...” he muttered.

“No...” You pulled him closer until his back was pressed against you.

To your surprise, he suddenly turned to face you, his eyes carrying an intensity that hadn’t been there before.

“You’re so annoying sometimes, girl...” his voice came out harsh.

“And you’re a very rude mutt...” With your words, he scoffed loudly, narrowing his eyes, slowly leaning his face closer to yours.

With a quick move, you grabbed his face, your fingers digging into his cheeks.

“What the...?” Infinite said, surprised, his eyes wide.

“You think it’s that easy? You’re rude to me... and now you wanna kiss me?” You gave a sly smirk, making him raise a brow. “You need a little punishment...” you purred at him, making the jackal’s whole body shiver.

Still, he tried to keep his cool, smirking back.

“What’re you gonna do, throw me a bone so I’ll fetch it for ya...?” He tried to provoke, but the words slowly died in his mouth as he noticed your pupils dilating and your fearless expression. At that moment, he froze entirely, feeling his tail wag slowly against his will, and he hated that your eyes immediately noticed that tiny detail, and the mischievous smile that spread across your face because of it.

The jackal already knew it was only a matter of time before things got completely out of his control, and he hated admitting to himself that he was enjoying every second.

“Lie down on the bed...” you said firmly. He simply raised an eyebrow.

“What now...? Are we playing Simon Says?” He tried grabbing your wrist to free his face from your grip.

But your free hand shot up and caught his wrist, making the jackal’s eyes go wide in shock. With slow steps, you began walking, forcing him to walk backward with you.

“Every second you spend teasing like this... adds another punishment for you... And I gotta say, I’m really good at training...” Infinite swallowed hard at your words. His legs bumped into the mattress behind him, and before he knew it, he was lying back on the soft sheets.

He let out a shaky breath, trying to process what had just happened, but he barely had time to think before your figure loomed over him on the bed. Infinite felt his fur stand on end, his whole body shivering. For a second, he forgot how to breathe as he stared into your hungry eyes.

“W-wait...” He hated how his voice came out broken and desperate.

“What? Not enjoying this...?” You whispered in his ear. The jackal tried to shrink into himself, squeezing his eyes shut.

“...That’s not it...” He slowly opened his heterochromatic eyes, his mouth slightly open, panting deeply. “I just thought I’d be the one on top...” He tried to smirk, shifting a bit beneath you to get more comfortable.

You let out a quiet laugh.

“As if I’d let that happen... Don’t you remember? I promised I’d beat you when you were better...” Your voice came out in a hypnotic murmur to him.

“I thought you meant beat me in a fight... not in bed...”

“I might’ve changed my mind along the way...” Your muzzle brushed softly against his throat, making him gasp from the contact.

“...You’re gonna be the death of me...” he said, exasperated.

“Hmmm... Maybe I will... But I’m gonna make you enjoy every second of it...” Infinite responded with a low growl.

His hands rose, gripping your waist with unexpected strength, claws digging into your fur. But almost instantly, your hands grabbed both his wrists, lifting them above his head with agility.

The jackal stared in shock, almost with a frightened look at your dominant gesture. He raised an eyebrow at you, one ear flopping slightly to the side in doubt.

“You don’t touch me without permission...” Your voice was hoarse and firm, making him tremble with anticipation as he lay nearly immobilized beneath you, his wrists held tight above his head.

“Hmm... More dumb rules? Too bad for you… I don’t follow rules...” he said through a growl, showing his fangs.

Suddenly, he lifted his legs, wrapping them around your waist to trap you in place. Using his strength, he tried to flip you both over, to take back control before it was too late.

But once again, your agility won. Before he could turn the tables, Infinite felt firm pressure against his muzzle as your mouth captured his in a strong, heated kiss he didn’t even dare resist.

Your hands let go of his wrists, sliding down to grip the jackal’s thighs. His arms slowly dropped from the dominant position, falling to the sides of the bed. Instinctively, he clutched the soft sheets with his claws.

Meanwhile, Infinite got lost in the kiss. The urge to grab and grope you was strong, but he didn’t want you to punish him or stop that delicious kiss because of it. So he settled for simply feeling your hands on his thighs and your mouth pressed against his.

The jackal gave a little jump, feeling a firm grip around his member, that was beginning to harden. Breaking the surprised kiss, he looked down, seeing your hand holding him firmly. To tease, your hand massaged his cock, sliding sensually, slowly, wanting to drive him insane. In response, you got a soft whimper from the canine beneath you, his eyes fixated on your hand working with skill to give him pleasure.

A satisfied smile spread across your muzzle when you felt him grow harder under your touch, his member swelling in size in your palm.

"Someone seems pretty happy getting some affection..."

"What can I say? It's not every day a girl does this with me..."

He tried to tease, but immediately went silent when you applied a little pressure with your hand.

"You better hold on, we’re just getting started..."

Releasing him slightly, you gave him space to breathe. Infinite closed his eyes, trying to pull himself together, taking a deep breath. However, even before opening his eyes again, his ears picked up the rustling of clothes, and he felt the pressure on the mattress from your body disappear. But he refused to open his eyes and look.

He already knew he was a goner just from your touch and words. He definitely didn’t want another scene to push him over the edge.

So, he only opened his eyes again when he heard the bed creak and felt your hands back on his thighs.

His heterochromatic eyes dilated with desire when he saw you, now without the clothes that had hidden you—your perfect breasts peeking through your fur, your defined body, your challenging gaze. It was enough to almost make him cum right there, and he thought it was a shame he couldn't just feel the softness of your breasts with his own hands.

Swallowing hard, he simply watched intently as you positioned yourself on top of him.

The jackal stifled a moan when the thick head of his cock made contact with your hot, addictive wetness. Wanting to tease him a bit, you began to grind your hips against his, his cock slipping between your smooth folds, becoming coated in your arousal.

Unexpectedly, Infinite felt his length enveloped by your tight heat, making his eyes widen and a cry escape him at the speed with which you had impaled yourself on him.

"...Fuck... You really know how to make a jackal lose control..."

He propped himself up on his elbows, trembling slightly when you swayed your hips gently.

"...I’m even better at making a jackal obey me while he’s losing control..."

Your firm hand pushed against his chest, pinning him back to the bed again. Infinite panted but said nothing more. He tried to thrust upwards, seeking the delicious friction he craved, but your body pinned him firmly against the bed, making it impossible.

And he hated to admit he was in love with every second of it.

It was even better than he imagined, and every time you moved your hips up and down was enough to take him out of this plane and lift him to something beyond comprehension.

Your movements were steady, controlled, not too fast or too slow. Infinite let out low sounds, grunts, whimpers, sometimes a moan, his tail swaying side to side, looking almost uncoordinated.

Suddenly, wanting to see his reaction, you forced your hips down hard, making his tip rub against your cervix. The jackal cursed softly, bucking his hips upward with force, as if trying to bury himself even deeper.

"You like that? Like when I do that?" You laughed huskily, grabbing the fur on his chest, feeling his cock begin to twitch. Growling, you suddenly stopped your movements, lifting your hips and pulling him out of your hot entrance, his throbbing member sliding out with a wet pop. "Not yet..."

Infinite gripped the sheets beneath him, growling and muttering inaudible complaints at the denied release.

"Are you complaining, huh?" A mischievous smile spread across your face, your tail swaying playfully. The jackal just shook his head quickly in refusal. "Good, that’s what I thought. Good boy..."

Leaning down, you pressed your muzzle to his, capturing his mouth with yours, your tongue invading his moist cave. He whined into the kiss, his body squirming, claws digging into the sheets as he restrained the urge to buck his hips or grab your body and pull you closer.

Placing your index finger on his belly, you began to slowly drag your claw downward, making the jackal shiver all over. You traced down his thigh until finally your journey reached its destination, your hand gripping his heavy balls firmly.

"You’re so full... you want to let it all out, don’t you?"

Your voice came out in a provocatively sensual tone. Infinite took a deep breath, holding in an embarrassing moan.

"...Yes..." he finally managed to say.

"And where do you want to let it all out?" Your hand caressed his warm skin, massaging.

"...I-inside..." he gritted his teeth, tearing the sheet slightly.

"I know... you want to fill me... put pups in me, right?" You nibbled on his ear, making him groan softly, his cock twitching and growing impossibly harder at your words, a drop of pre-cum forming at the tip, sliding down to where your hand continued massaging his balls.

"...By Gaia..." he managed to say through his foggy mind, praying to every entity he knew that you would lower your hips again and connect with him until he reached his peak.

"...Didn’t sound convincing... are you sure you want to finish this? Sounds like you want me to leave you here, like a pathetic mutt... hard and panting..." You teased, running a finger down his cock, feeling the bulging veins and how it twitched at the contact.

"Just let me finish..." He almost begged, his voice cracking under the intensity, his breathing so ragged he feared he might pass out from lack of air.

"Magic word? Trained boys say the magic word..." You purred against his neck, licking a wet line there, tasting the sweat in his fur.

"Please...." he said desperately.

"Hm? I didn’t hear you..." You let out a muffled laugh.

"Please, Mistress...!" he said louder this time, his voice echoing through the entire room.

"Good boy..."

Kissing his chin, your hips began to lower again, your hand firmly holding the base of his length, keeping it in place to ease the entry. His thick head once again met your most intimate spot, and with a delicious slide, he entered you again.

You lowered your hips slowly on purpose, taking him in inch by inch, trying your best to make him squirm in agony from how slow it was.

Infinite let out a deep sigh, throwing his head back, a guttural groan escaping him almost like a broken howl when you finally took him in to the hilt.

His swollen knot pressed against your entrance, ready to expand and tie you both together at his climax—just a little more to go.

Resuming your earlier rhythm, you began to roll your hips, lifting until only his tip remained inside before lowering again.

"...Fuck, fuck, fuck..." he chanted, gritting his teeth, feeling the pressure at the base of his spine become unbearable. "I... I’m..."

Infinite tried to speak, but you already knew what he meant. The way his eyes rolled back was enough to see he was at his limit, one step away from blissful release.

The jackal then let out a loud whine, biting his bottom lip to stifle the moan that followed.

But you were faster.

Before he could tie you both with his knot and release everything inside, you grabbed the fur on his belly, swiftly lifting your hips and pulling him out of you. At that exact moment, his hard cock twitched one last time and the first thick, white jet shot out, landing directly on his belly near your hand.

The hot liquid pooled there between his fur, starting to drip down the sides of his body, soaking the sheet below.

You trembled at your own climax from the sight, your vision turning white for a second and your walls clenching around nothing, as if begging you to put the jackal’s length back where it belonged.

But you resisted—for now. You closed your eyes tightly, took a deep breath until your body calmed down from the last tremors.

You slowly sat on his legs, watching his expression twist in a mixture of pleasure and frustration. Eyes closed, mouth open as he panted deeply. The body beneath you gave a strong shudder, his cock twitching one last time, releasing a small drop from the tip, sliding slowly down the now softening length.

"You were very good... You’ll get a reward later..." you whispered, catching your breath too.

Even though you managed to hold your posture, fatigue was slowly overtaking you too, but you still resisted, just for now, enjoying the sight of the jackal blissed out beneath you.

"...You’re cruel..." he finally managed to say, a weak smile on his face as he looked at you through half-lidded eyes.

"That’s what you deserved today... But who knows, if you keep being a good boy, maybe next time I’ll let you finish inside..." you sighed, lying next to him on the bed, placing your arms behind your head.

Slowly, the jackal’s body turned toward you, his weak arm wrapping around your waist in a hesitant hug.

Smiling softly, you reached out and pulled his body on top of yours, his head resting on the fur of your belly, his tail wagging slowly in contentment.

Infinite deeply inhaled your scent, exhaling with a satisfied sigh.

"...You’re a cunning fox..." he murmured softly.

"And you’re a well-trained jackal..." a smug smile spread across your face as you looked at his exhausted form.

"Sleep now, my mutt, regain your strength... After all, you might need it later..."

And even though he felt a thrilling anticipation run through his body, Infinite could only yawn as his heavy eyelids slowly closed and he let sleep take him this time—barely able to wait for the next opportunity to repeat all of this with you.

[whitecompri]

ohhhhh can you do a bit of the 4S (Son,Shad,Silv,Scour) as dad's but their daughters are teenagers, and they catch them sneaking out (to go to a party or meet a boy or something xD)

Daddy's Lockdown

Pairing: Sonic x Reader; Shadow x Reader; Silver x Reader; Scourge x Reader

Genre: Light comedy, Fluff

Rating: T (Teen)

Warnings: Mentions of smoking

A/N: Thanks for the request! It was really interesting to think about how each of the hedgehogs would react to this. And again, I really love creating these Hedgehog Dad scenarios; I think it was one of the best ideas I've ever had, and I'm so glad people liked it and want to see more. I hope you enjoy!

Sonic

In the dead of night, while the crickets chirped outside the house, soft footsteps echoed through the hallway. The young hedgehog girl tried her best to be stealthy as she walked, holding up her loose dress with her hands while tiptoeing across the wooden floor.

One of the floorboards creaked louder, making her frown and grunt softly. She suddenly stopped, staying still for a few seconds, her ears twitching to the sides as she analyzed the sounds, wondering if someone had heard her or not.

But when she realized the house was still quiet, she took a deep breath and stepped forward again. A small smile appeared on her face. After all, she was almost at the front door.

She had been planning this little escape for days. It was probably going to be the best party of the year—there was no way she could miss it. Her friends would be there, the cute boys... she just wanted to have fun, like any girl her age. And like any girl her age, she didn’t want to tell you or Sonic—she knew her parents would never let her go out in the middle of the night to an unknown party.

That’s exactly why she was now walking on eggshells, trying to sneak out.

Finally, after reaching the front door, she let out a breath she hadn’t even realized she was holding, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

Then, with a smile, her hand reached for the doorknob.

But before she could turn the knob and open the door, she heard the sound of fast footsteps, followed by a breeze hitting her back, rustling the blue quills on her head.

Almost immediately, her eyes widened and she froze in place, unsure of what to do. She knew exactly who it was.

“Good evening, sweetheart. Going somewhere all dressed up like that?” Sonic’s voice came out soft, almost playful.

The girl’s hand dropped from the doorknob, falling to her sides. She clenched her fists and turned abruptly to face her father.

“Nowhere important...” she said sharply, gritting her teeth.

“The moment you start sneaking out, it becomes important... Come on, tell me, where were you going?” He crossed his arms, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for her answer.

“I was going to a party, Dad!” she said louder than she meant to, getting a little irritated. “I... I’ve wanted to go to this party for months... but you guys would never let me!” She looked away, her heart pounding.

“Hey, hey... Sweetheart, I would never want to take away your freedom...” He held her shoulders firmly. “But come on, you’re my daughter... of course I worry about you.”

The young blue hedgehog kept staring at the floor, hugging herself, breathing quickly.

“If you wanted to go, you could’ve told me and I’d go with you... I’m not going to let you go to a place like that alone...” Sonic smiled at her gently, giving comforting pats on her shoulder.

Her green eyes met her father’s green eyes, her expression starting to soften. She reflected for a moment. After all, she loved you and Sonic very much—she didn’t want to put you two in a tough spot, let alone worry you. But she really wanted to go to that party too.

“I... I just wanted to have some fun with my friends at the party... They say it’s going to be the best one of the year... But... now that I think about it...” she said quietly, “...Sorry, Dad... it was a stupid idea, I don’t know what came over me...” She bit her lower lip.

Sonic smiled, letting out a light sigh, then pulled her into a hug. She gasped softly in surprise but soon relaxed in his arms, wrapping her own around him.

“You’re a really smart girl, you know that?” The hedgehog kissed the top of her head. “I’m proud of you.”

“...Can we... can we go for a night run? We’re already awake anyway... I don’t think Mom will be mad...” she asked hesitantly, scratching her neck between her quills. Sonic’s eyes lit up almost immediately.

“I’d love to, kiddo.” The hedgehog smiled at his daughter, stepping back from the hug. “I know a chili dog diner that’s open twenty-four hours a day. We can stop by and grab a few at the end. What do you say?” he asked proudly, placing his hand on his waist.

“I like the idea...” The girl smiled at her father, stretching her arms. “And Dad... I was actually really scared to go to that party... I think common sense was knocking at the door, and I just didn’t want to let it in...” she admitted.

“Well, it’s going to be great to ditch that party and go with your good old dad for some family fun. Way more exciting, don’t you think?” Sonic chuckled, crouching down to stretch as well. “Besides... I think you’re mature enough to make that kind of decision...” Sonic reached for the door handle, opening it and letting his daughter go out first.

“Thanks, Dad... I’m lucky to have you to look after me.” She smiled shyly, waiting for him to close the door.

“You got it, kid... Now let’s go, I’m starving!” the hedgehog said excitedly, smiling at his daughter. In the blink of an eye, the two dashed off, leaving behind only a blue trail.

--*--

The birds were already singing in the morning, and the first rays of sunlight streamed through the windows. Your footsteps were slow down the hallway—you had just woken up, yawning and rubbing your eyes.

As you headed toward the kitchen to prepare breakfast, a familiar spicy chili scent filled your nose, drawing you to the living room.

Your half-open eyes scanned the room, spotting the TV turned on with a paused game, the controllers tossed on the floor. In the center of the carpet, two blue hedgehogs slept deeply. Sonic had one arm behind his head and the back of his free hand over his eyes, a blanket thrown lazily over him. Beside him, your daughter was curled up into herself, holding onto another blanket.

You placed a hand on your hip, surveying the scene, noticing the countless chili dog wrappers scattered across the floor and soda cans.

Letting out a muffled laugh, you knelt beside them, grabbing the blankets and properly covering each one, leaving a kiss on their foreheads in the process.

“...You had a lot of fun, huh?” Your hand slid through your daughter’s quills, gently smoothing them. Then, contently sighing, you approached the wrappers, picking them up carefully so as not to make too much noise.

For a moment, you paused again, just to take in that comforting, familiar scene. You loved the life you had and would never change the way things were.

Shadow

Her red eyes stood out in the nighttime gloom that filled the house. The young hedgehog girl carefully analyzed the hallway, checking if by any chance you or Shadow were nearby and could hear her during the biggest plan she had ever come up with.

Letting out a heavy sigh, she concluded that the two of you were probably sound asleep by now. Then, she fully opened her bedroom door, trying her best not to make any loud noises.

She knew very well how sharp her father’s hearing was, so she was being extra cautious—especially knowing his sleep was very light.

She ran her hands through her quills, fixing them, then smoothed her dress. Feeling satisfied, she grabbed something from the little purse she was carrying at her side, pulling out a glowing yellow gem.

Smiling to herself, she raised the Chaos Emerald, quietly muttering:

“Chaos Control!” She tried to say it as softly as possible, soon being enveloped by a vibrant light. When she opened her eyes again, she was already outside the house, in the garden.

With a smile on her muzzle, the young black-furred hedgehog took her first step onto the grass, placing the Chaos Emerald back into her purse. But as soon as her foot touched the ground, she froze in place, sensing an unwavering presence behind her, along with an intense red gaze focused on her back.

She didn’t even need to turn around to know who it was.

“Going somewhere at this hour?..." The voice came out deep and almost hoarse. The young girl slowly turned her head, her red eyes locking with Shadow’s.

She gave a sly little smile, turning her body fully toward her father, taking a step back to put some distance between them.

“Dad... I...” she tried to say, but quickly looked away, trying to focus on something else.

“...Answer me.” he said firmly, crossing his arms.

“I was just going to a party...” she scratched the back of her neck.

“A party?... Then why are you sneaking around like a criminal?” Shadow raised an eyebrow at his daughter.

The young girl frowned, looking up at the taller hedgehog.

“Because you’d never let me go if I asked!” she clenched her fists.

“What’s so great about a party?” he asked, still keeping his posture.

“My friends...”

“The ones you said were fake last week?” Shadow began tapping one finger against his own arm nonstop.

“That’s not it... There’s also a boy I like...” She closed her eyes, crossing her arms as well.

“No boy is worth the price of your life. There's no reason to risk going out at night for that...” Shadow took a step forward, grabbing his daughter’s hand and squeezing it firmly. “Tell me... do you really want to go to this party? Or do you just want to be included in some group... to seem cool or something like that?” he asked the young girl.

Immediately after his words, her red eyes widened. She looked at Shadow in surprise, opened her mouth to respond, but no words came out.

“...Dad... it’s just that... I thought it would be cool to go... To show that I’m independent, you know?”

“And aren’t you already?”

“My friends... I mean, my classmates say you’re only independent when you go to your first party in the middle of the night...” She looked away, blushing a little under her fur.

“You believe that?”

“Well, yes...”

“That’s nonsense, my daughter... It makes no sense... You already take care of yourself very well... since you were little, I think you’re more independent by being yourself than by following advice from random girls...” Shadow gently ran his hand across her cheek. Her gaze softened, and a small smile appeared on her muzzle.

“I think... you’re right...” Suddenly, she threw herself against Shadow, wrapping her arms around him. “I don’t even like parties, Dad...” Hesitantly, Shadow wrapped his arms around the young girl too, resting his muzzle on the top of her head.

“I know... I don’t either...” Closing his eyes, he hugged her tighter, feeling proud that she had inherited so much from him, including his more reserved and antisocial personality.

“... I... I took this from your things, I’m sorry...” She stepped back from the hug, reaching into her purse and pulling out the vibrant yellow gem.

“My Chaos Emerald...” Shadow said softly, accepting the gem when she handed it to him. “When you were little... you gave me a hell of a time when you got your hands on this for the first time...” The hedgehog allowed a small smile to appear on his face.

“Mom told me about it...” The girl giggled. “By the way, what were you doing out here?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Night patrol... I do it every night before going back to sleep.” Shadow said seriously. “Sometimes I find a stray badnik to destroy... Want to come with me?”

“...I’d love to... sounds like a great father-daughter activity.” The hedgehog girl smiled.

“I agree...” Shadow turned, starting to walk again. “Come on, we can train a bit afterward...”

Without wasting any time, the young girl ran after her father, holding up her dress, ready to enjoy some good family time with him.

--*--

In the morning, you walked through the house yawning, raising your arms to stretch as you got ready to start a new day.

That’s when you picked up the sound of conversation coming from the yard. You stopped in your tracks, curious, trying to listen more closely. Then you realized it was Shadow and your daughter.

Pulling the curtain to the side, your eyes scanned through the living room window, spotting the two hedgehogs in the middle of the backyard, both in fighting stances. When your daughter charged forward, Shadow easily dodged, waiting for her to recover and attack again.

“I hope you two didn’t stay up all night...” you said, shaking your head, though still with a small smile at the corner of your mouth. After all, it always warmed your heart to see the two hedgehogs you loved most there, together, training and having fun. To you, there was nothing better than having a happy family like this.

Silver

It was already late at night. Outside the house, everything was silent—it was a calm moment. Silver’s golden eyes scanned his book with focus. He was sitting in the armchair in the living room, lit only by his lamp. He usually had trouble sleeping, so he stayed up reading or watching a movie.

Sighing, the white hedgehog gently closed the book and placed it on the coffee table. Jumping to his feet, he stretched his arms upward, grunting softly as he stretched.

That’s when he heard a noise upstairs. His ears twitched toward the creaking wood. It came from his daughter’s room, but she was supposed to be asleep by now.

Curious, he turned off the lamp and silently climbed the stairs. He paused for a moment at the door of the room he shared with you, seeing you still asleep on your side of the bed, confirming it wasn’t you checking on your daughter.

Then, he continued his quiet walk toward his daughter’s door.

He stopped right in front of it, lifting his hand to the doorknob, preparing to open the door slowly—when he heard the sliding noise of the window opening. His eyes widened. It couldn’t be what he was thinking.

In a quick motion, he threw the door open, seeing the window wide open, and a young white hedgehog girl in a dress, surrounded by a navy-blue aura, starting to float out through the window.

“Whoa, whoa! Hold on!” Without thinking twice, he extended his hands, his psychokinetic power surrounding his daughter. She gasped softly, feeling the stronger force pull her back.

Her golden eyes scanned Silver standing in the doorway.

“Dad...” she sighed, exasperated, being slowly placed back on the floor. The young hedgehog stood there, arms crossed, as her father crossed the room and stopped in front of her.

“You were... sneaking out?” He tried to choose his words carefully, unable to believe what his own eyes were seeing.

“It was... it was just a little walk, Dad...” the young girl looked away.

“A little walk? Do you have any idea how many dangers are out there? That ‘walk’ could’ve ended very badly for you, young lady...” Silver crossed his arms.

“Are you mad...? It was just a party...” she asked softly. Silver blinked once, then twice, then sighed heavily.

“No, sweetheart... I just... I worry. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you... By Gaia, just thinking about it gives me chills!” he said quietly. “But I can’t believe this... my own daughter... sneaking out to go to a party? I don’t even know where I went wrong for this to happen...” He pressed his fingers to his temple.

“Dad... it’s not your fault... it’s just...” She scratched her neck, unsure whether she should say it or not.

“Is there a boy involved in this?” he asked quietly.

“Maybe...”

“I knew it... Listen, sweetheart. Who invited you to this party?” He placed a hand on her shoulder.

“A friend of mine... she said it would be fun, that there’d be sweets and cake, and that the boy I like would be there...” Silver froze for a moment, taking a deep breath.

“Sweets and cake?” He raised an eyebrow, repeating it. Then he shook his head. Apparently, his daughter had inherited the same naïveté he once had. But now he knew enough about the present to understand that teenage parties didn’t only have that. “Sweetheart... you’ve never been to a party, have you?”

“No...” she replied, but she looked confused.

“At those parties... terrible things happen. There won’t be cake or sweets... there’ll be alcohol, bad people, and wrong things...” Silver said seriously. The young girl’s eyes widened, looking shocked and deeply surprised.

“W-what? They told me it was just a birthday party...” She hugged herself.

“...I don’t think there are any normal birthday parties that happen at one in the morning...” He held her arm, gently guiding her to sit on the bed.

“...I guess that makes sense... my friend told me to sneak out...” Silver clenched his teeth a little hearing that, feeling a protective instinct for his daughter pulse through his veins. Just thinking that someone wanted to lead his princess down that kind of path was enough to make him furious, even though that emotion wasn’t very common for him.

“...Well, now Daddy’s warned you about the teenage dangers out there...” Silver sighed, slightly relieved.

“Sorry... I promise I won’t hide anything from you again, Dad...” she said softly.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I know you won’t hide anything else from me...” He gave her a warm smile.

But at that moment, a notification popped up on the young hedgehog’s phone. Her golden eyes scanned the message, then she gasped softly, eyes widening.

“What is it?” Silver asked, raising an eyebrow. Slowly, she turned the phone to show him. Obviously, it was her friend’s contact. The friend had messaged asking why she was late, followed by a rather mean message saying she had missed her chance—attached was a selfie of the friend with the boy Silver’s daughter liked.

“...Dad... she...” The girl said softly, visibly shaken.

“Shhh, it’s okay, sweetheart... See? That’s why Daddy warns you about these things.” He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close.

Then the phone rang—a call from that same friend. The girl reached out to answer, but Silver was faster, picking up and putting it on speaker.

“Girl... why are you late? You have no idea what you’re missing... the good drinks are almost gone...” A female voice came from the other end. In the background, party music and loud conversations could be heard. Silver furrowed his brow, taking a deep breath.

“This is her father! Don’t mess with my daughter again, understood?” he said in a threatening tone, glaring at the phone. No more words came from the other side, and then, the call was suddenly ended.

Sighing contently, Silver turned to the side, seeing a surprised expression on the young girl’s face.

“What is it?” he asked, confused.

“Dad... I’ve never seen you that angry before...” she said, impressed, then a wide smile spread across her face.

“Heh... I’d do anything for you and your mom...” Silver gave a big smile too, but gasped when the girl suddenly hugged him tightly. He didn’t waste a second in returning the hug, chuckling softly.

Drawn by the loud voices coming from the nearby room, you had wrapped yourself in a blanket to protect from the cold night and walked over to your daughter’s room, stopping and leaning against the doorframe.

“Is everything okay?” you asked the two sleepily.

Both hedgehogs turned to you, and Silver smiled gently.

“Of course! We were just talking a little...”

“And Daddy just protected me from a mean girl...” your daughter giggled softly.

“Yeah... a little bit...” Silver scratched the back of his neck, still smiling.

“I’m glad you two are spending time together... Just don’t stay up too late, alright?” you rubbed your eyes, pushing off the doorframe and heading back to your own room.

Silver turned to his daughter.

“How about some tea? Then we can play a board game...” the white hedgehog said cheerfully.

“Sounds great, I’m not sleepy at all right now...” the daughter replied excitedly, already jumping off the bed.

From your room, you watched the two of them walk down the hallway, chatting happily as they headed down the stairs. You smiled, loving the bond Silver had with his daughter—it was certainly something very special.

As you settled in, you began to drift off to sleep again, knowing that you couldn’t ask for anything better than the family you had now.

Scourge

Her blue eyes carefully checked the time on her phone, and she huffed, turning her focus back to the mirror in front of her to finish touching up her eyeshadow. Satisfied with the result, the green hedgehog girl put her makeup boxes away and sighed, running her hand over her dress to straighten it.

Then she turned toward the bedroom door. Now came the trickiest part of the night: leaving without you or Scourge noticing. After all, she was heading to a party she had been invited to. A party she definitely wouldn’t be allowed to attend—especially not by her father.

Clenching her fists, she reached the door, hesitating as her hand touched the doorknob. But before opening it, she thought better. The door wasn’t the best route to sneak out. It would creak, draw attention from you two, and even if it didn’t, her footsteps would surely make the hallway floorboards creak.

So, with a huff, she pulled her hand back from the knob and scratched her chin, beginning to scan the room. She saw her younger sister sleeping peacefully in the bed beside hers. Then her eyes focused on the window—of course, the window. She just needed it to be low enough not to draw attention with the impact of her landing.

She ran over to it, peering through the glass at the outside of the house, trying to figure out how to make it work.

Slowly, she opened the window, taking great care not to make a sound. After sliding the glass all the way up, her blue eyes scanned the yard below, frowning at how high she was.

Looking straight ahead, she spotted a nearby tree branch. That would have to do. She was sure her jump could reach the branch, giving her an easy way down and a quiet escape. And if she was lucky, she could sneak back in hours later without alerting you or Scourge.

Holding up her dress for more mobility, she lifted one leg, placing her foot on the lower part of the window frame. Taking a deep breath, she prepared to leap.

With a burst of courage, she pushed off with her leg, jumping through the window and letting out a small grunt as the cold night air hit her muzzle.

The jump was quick, and she neared the branch. With a swift movement, she grabbed the wood tightly, digging in her claws for better grip and hanging there.

Looking down a bit nervously, the young hedgehog girl mustered her strength and gradually pulled herself up onto the branch until her full weight was supported by the tree.

She lost balance a little but managed to recover, doing her best not to make a sound. With quick steps, she reached the trunk and clung to it, carefully climbing down until she finally reached the ground.

With a small hop, she landed in the soft grass, making only a faint rustle without further noise. Sighing in relief, a huge confident smile spread across her face as she held her fancy dress and took her first step toward the party.

Suddenly, she stopped for a second, sensing a strong and strange smell in the air. She sniffed. Cigarette smoke—it made her muzzle scrunch at the unpleasant odor. Still, she just shook her head, choosing to ignore it as she continued walking across the lawn.

But just as she stepped out from behind the tree, on the other side of the same tree, a figure was leaning against it. A small cigarette was in his fingers, one foot resting on the trunk while his other hand was in his jacket pocket.

Upon seeing the figure standing there, she jumped back in fright with a small squeal. At the same time, the figure was startled too, losing his balance and almost falling over.

He threw the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it and grinding the sole of his shoe to put out the little smelly ember.

The girl's initial fright began to fade, and she started to recognize the green fur of the figure, the flame patterns on the jacket’s shoulders, and the red sunglasses. She narrowed her eyes, watching him frantically put out the cigarette on the ground.

“...Dad?!” she finally said, a surprised tone in her voice louder than she meant it to be.

“Kiddo?” Scourge looked back at her with the same shocked expression. His ears drooped to the sides. “Jeez, I thought ya were ya mom!" he said, exasperated.

“Dad... you were smoking?!” she took a step forward, fists clenched in irritation.

“...I...” he quickly looked away to the sides, then suddenly noticed something—his eyes widened. “Hold up a sec… what’re ya doin’ out here at this hour?" he pointed a finger at her, stepping forward, forcing the girl to look up to maintain eye contact with the taller hedgehog.

“...Don’t try to flip this on me! You’re out here secretly smoking?” she crossed her arms at him.

“It was just this once! I needed it, got it? And you? Gonna tell me why you’re all dolled up like that, sneakin’ out like some kinda thief in the night?!" he almost growled, baring his teeth at her. The young girl mirrored his expression, showing her own fangs.

“Not that it’s any of your business... But I’m going to a party, with my friends, to see a boy!” she snapped.

“Yeah, like I’m gonna let that happen."

“I’ll tell Mom you’ve been out here smoking!”

“Oh, go ahead. I’ll tell her what you were up to. Betcha she’s gonna roast you worse than me. Least I’m smokin’ in our own backyard. You? You’re sneakin’ off to God-knows-where, with who-knows-who, to meet some punk I’d prolly wanna punch!" He stepped closer to her, grabbing her shoulder.

“As if you’d even notice I left if you weren’t out here killing your lungs... Besides, there’s my younger sister—she needs more attention than I do.”

“Ain’t your lil’ sister tryin’ to sneak out in the dead’a night, ya spiky lil’ rebel." Scourge grabbed her forearm, walking her back toward the house. The girl tried to pull her arm free from his firm—though careful—grip, but without success.

“Dad! Let go! I promised Jeremy I’d meet him today...” She slipped from his grip, stepping back with a huff, turning around and starting to walk again. “I already said, why don’t you go take care of my sister? I’m old enough to take care of myself...”

She suddenly stopped in the middle of the path. In the blink of an eye, Scourge was standing right in front of her, fists clenched, brow furrowed in irritation.

“I’d rather keep both my girls safe at home, far from any trouble. Now turn it around, kid, march y’self right back to bed. Ain’t no guy out there worth sneakin’ out on your ol’ man…" He crossed his arms, grunting.

“You’re so annoying sometimes... it’s just a party...” she looked away, grinding her teeth. Suddenly, she gasped, feeling herself being lifted.

Scourge had picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder and beginning to walk back toward the house.

“I’d only let ya go... if I went with ya. But ya do know what I’d do to this ‘Jeremy’ fella, right? ‘Course ya do—you know your dad.." he chuckled darkly, opening the front door carefully, closing it behind him and locking it, then heading up the stairs.

“That’s exactly why I’ll never take you to any party I go to...”

“And I ain’t ever lettin’ you go to any party..." Scourge stopped in front of the girls’ bedroom door, turned the knob, entered, and placed the young hedgehog on the edge of the bed. “There we go. Safe an’ sound, far from all that wild teenage nonsense out there." He said proudly, crossing his arms.

The little hedgehog just crossed her arms and pouted, glaring at him.

Scourge sighed, then sat down beside her on the bed, gently holding her hand.

“I know ya mad, kiddo… but I’m doin’ this to keep ya safe from punks… trust me, I know their kinda trouble all too well…" he said softly, caressing the fur on the back of her hand.

Her expression gradually softened, until she closed her eyes and sighed deeply.

“...I... I guess I know that, Dad... I just wanted to... I don’t know, have fun with my friends...” She opened her eyes, focusing on the other side of the room, where her sister still slept soundly. “But I don’t know... I think you’re right... screw Jeremy...” her words made Scourge laugh softly.

“I got an idea… how ‘bout a hardcore horror flick marathon with your old man? Betcha it’s better than any lame teen party out there… He smirked, nudging her with his elbow.

“...I like that idea... And if Mom gets mad later for us watching those, I’ll totally blame you.”

“Ha! Sounds perfect, kid!" Scourge said excitedly, standing up, his daughter following suit. “Then let’s quit yappin’ and get to it!"

--*--

When the chilly morning arrived, you stretched slowly in bed, already noticing something was missing at your side. As you slowly opened your eyes, you looked around the room, realizing Scourge was nowhere to be seen.

Sighing, you sat up in bed, yawning, then got up and walked slowly toward the living room.

As you began to descend the stairs, you immediately noticed the sound of light snoring coming from the living room, catching your attention. Stopping at the foot of the stairs, your eyes scanned the area. Soda and energy drink cans, chips, popcorn, and candies were scattered across the coffee table and couch.

On the couch itself was a scene that warmed your heart: two green hedgehogs sleeping deeply. On one side, Scourge was passed out clutching a pillow, drooling all over it as he snored. On the opposite end of the couch, your daughter was curled up, wrapped in blankets, breathing softly in her sleep.

They had probably stayed up late watching movies again and eating everything they could find in the pantry and fridge, then dozed off like two little kids. Looking at your daughter now, you once again confirmed something you already knew: she truly was her father’s daughter, and the resemblance and friendship they shared was something to admire.

And you could hardly wait to see your daughters grow more and more each day.

[whitecompri]

just wanted to compliment your writing on your newest shadow x reader fic that was an absolute delight to read!

Thank you! ❤️ I'm so glad you enjoyed reading it. It's really satisfying to know that people appreciate my work. Even though it takes me a while to do the requests, I like to dedicate myself to deliver the best. I hope I can always write things that people like.

[whitecompri]

May I request fluff of Rouge playing matchmaker with Shadow and fem!hedgehog reader? She knows they have a thing for each other (with reader it's obvious Shadow tries to act like he doesn't but he doesn't) so she tries to set them up (maybe Sonic gets in on the hijinks idk)

Operation: Overlove

Pairing: Shadow x Fem!Hedgehog!Reader

Genre: Romance, light comedy, Fluff

Rating: T (Teen)

Warnings: Minor injuries

A/N: Thank you for the request! I admit that this time I may have gotten a little too excited to write this fic. The idea was really cool and I loved building the whole story around it. I hope you like it too!

--*--

The hot midday sun was already high in the sky. The HQ corridors were bustling due to the lunch hour, with sounds of conversations, laughter, and heavy footsteps from the agents filling the air.

You walked calmly, dodging the humans in your path, holding your quills close to avoid accidentally pricking someone as you tried to squeeze through the hallway.

You picked up the sound of light wings flapping, your ears twitching in the direction of the noise. Your face followed, and your eyes focused on the bat, who was slowly gliding just behind you.

"Easy for you... flying over the crowd," you muttered with a quiet huff, dodging yet another group of humans who probably hadn’t even noticed you.

"Oh, darling, I do have my advantages... But if you’d like, I can lend you a hand," she said smoothly.

"It’s fine... maybe next time..."

"Well, next time, wait for me at lunch... So eager to see him you can’t even wait five minutes for your friend."

Immediately after hearing her words, your cheeks flushed deeply under your fur, your face heating up.

"I-it’s not like that! I was j-just hungry!" your tone came out more desperate than you wanted to admit.

"Hey, hey... I was just teasing, girl..." Rouge giggled. You sighed, exasperated, not liking at all how your brain reacted every time the black hedgehog was mentioned.

Slowly opening the cafeteria door, your eager eyes scanned the place—every table, every seat, every familiar face—but there was no sign of what you were looking for. Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder, making your quills bristle and causing you to jump in surprise.

Your startled gaze turned to the side, only to be met with Rouge’s smug grin.

"Sorry, darling, I don’t look like a black hedgehog. My bad," she laughed, pushing the door fully open and pulling you inside. "Well, his absence isn’t a reason to skip lunch. Come on, you need to eat something." She grabbed your forearm, leading you to pick up a tray.

Your movements while getting food were almost robotic—your mind was far from there.

Slowly, you followed Rouge to a more isolated, empty table, sitting timidly to start your meal.

Your gaze lifted a bit, focusing on the bat again. She had her elbow resting on the table, one eyebrow raised, and a smirk on her face as she stared at you.

"W-what’s the problem?"

"Why don’t you just confess to him already?"

"I have nothing to confess..." Despite your words, your eyes shifted away from Rouge, suddenly very interested in the wall beside you.

"It’s obvious, little hedgehog... you’ve got something for him, don’t you?" Rouge’s voice was soft as she crossed her arms.

"Rouge... he... he doesn’t see me that way..." your voice came out almost like a whisper.

"Hmm..." Rouge murmured low, analyzing you closely.

Then, her gaze shifted to behind you, and the smirk returned. In that moment, you instinctively knew who it was, making your fur stand on end and your stomach drop.

You didn’t even need to look back—a tray was suddenly placed beside yours on the table, followed by the black-furred figure sitting down and sighing.

"...You came to lunch early today," he observed, not lifting his eyes from his tray.

"Oh yeah, let’s say [Y/N] here couldn’t wait to see something." Rouge teased, winking at you, making your face flush deeply again.

"Something?..." Shadow’s red eyes locked onto Rouge as he asked curiously.

"Yes, yes. Want me to describe this something for you? Let’s see, he’s kinda short..." She started counting on her fingers, beginning to describe, but didn’t get far.

"R-Rouge... Didn’t you say the commander had a mission for you?" you said quickly, hating how desperate your voice sounded.

The bat blinked once, then twice at you, realizing how embarrassed you were, and gave you a tender smile.

"True... Let’s see, where to start..." Rouge’s eyes discreetly focused on Shadow, noticing the confusion and a bit of curiosity in his expression. He quickly masked it, subtly shaking his head and grabbing a spoon to eat.

And for several long minutes of lunch, the mood remained the same—a slow, almost timid conversation between you and Rouge, while Shadow stayed silent, eyes on his food.

"You know... we could all go out together someday, right?" Rouge suggested softly, seeing your eyes widen at the idea.

"Depends on the place..." Shadow said quietly, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Relax, handsome, we’ll find a nice spot. What do you say?" She looked at you hopefully. Shadow also glanced at you, making you nervous. The intensity of his gaze made your heart race.

Suddenly, you stood from the chair, surprising them both.

"Sounds great... Let’s plan it sometime..." you said, but you didn’t look at either of them, quickly grabbing your tray and leaving, unable to stay without feeling like your heart would burst.

The bat observed you, carrying your tray. Then, her gaze focused on Shadow—his body subtly turned, crimson eyes following your every movement as you walked away. Rouge noticed when he clenched his own arm but quickly relaxed the grip, letting out a quiet "hmph" and looking back at her.

Shadow noticed Rouge staring at him and raised an eyebrow.

"What?" his voice was low, and if it weren’t for the constant noise of the cafeteria, Rouge could swear it cracked a little.

"Nothing, nothing... Well, I’m heading out too. See you around, Shadow." She got up, picked up her tray, and started walking the same path you had taken.

She placed her tray in the right spot, still watching Shadow from the corner of her eye, seeing how silent he was—arms crossed and eyes closed.

"Two blockheads with a mutual crush, huh? Sounds like a job for me..." she whispered to herself with a smirk. "Time to start Operation: Overlove."

--*--

Your gloved hands flipped through a book rhythmically, but even though your eyes scanned the words, none of it made sense. Your mind couldn’t form ideas or sentences from the pages.

Closing the book with a thud, you tossed it to the side of the mattress as your body curled slightly, turning inward.

Suddenly, your ears twitched toward the sound of soft static from your wrist communicator.

"Rouge to [Y/N], do you copy?" the bat’s voice came through the static.

"Copy. Go ahead," you lifted your arm, speaking close to your wrist where the communicator was.

"The Commander just gave us a new mission. I already gathered Shadow and Omega. Can you come to the office?"

Your eyes widened. The thought of going on another mission with Shadow already made you break into a cold sweat—afraid of messing everything up, of doing something wrong and making him angry.

But in the end, it was all just work, and you couldn’t refuse.

"Understood... I’m on my way." With a push from your legs, you sat up in bed, took a deep breath, and stood, getting ready to head to the office.

--*--

The office door creaked open, revealing your figure. You took a hesitant step inside, scanning the surroundings, not seeing anyone at first—though you could already hear muffled voices from the meeting room.

Letting out a quiet sigh, you did a few small hops, as if warming up.

"Alright... I got this, it’ll be fine..." After your self-motivation, you followed the sound of voices down the hall. From afar, you could see the meeting room door open. Swallowing hard, you stopped at the doorway, scanning the room.

The first thing your eyes focused on was the red stripe on his quills—Shadow was sitting with his back to the door. On the opposite side of the table, Rouge was relaxed in her chair, casually reapplying her lipstick. Behind her, Omega stood still.

When she saw you, Rouge broke into a wide smile, putting her makeup down on the table.

"Look who’s here... Right on time. Our little star—just missing you." At her words, the black hedgehog suddenly froze in place, not even seeming to breathe. He didn’t look at you—he just stayed still.

"...Sorry I’m late... I took a bit to prep my gear..." you gave a timid smile, tapping your belt pouch to show you were mission-ready.

"No problem, dear, take a seat—there’s a spot next to Shadow." She winked quickly at you, making you blush on the spot.

With slow steps, you walked over to his side, pulling out the chair to sit down, your hands resting timidly on your thighs.

"Everyone’s here, now I’ll go over the mission..." Her tone turned more serious. "The Commander received an important tip from our informants. It seems there’s a well-known wanted criminal staying at a hotel in Station Square..."

Your eyes widened at her first words about the mission.

"He’s a cunning wild boar Mobian... being cautious won’t be enough. If he even suspects he’s being followed or anything like that, it could ruin the mission and spell failure for us..."

"Get to the point..." Shadow said quietly.

"...We’ll have to use disguises," she said with a sly grin. Shadow simply raised his hand to his forehead, rubbing his temple.

"Is this serious?" you asked, already feeling a little insecure.

"Mhm, orders from the Commander. He asked for two agents in the rear and two undercover in the field, gathering information on the criminal and preparing to confront and arrest him." She gestured with her hands as she spoke.

"And what kind of disguises?" you asked, but instantly regretted it upon seeing Rouge’s mischievous expression.

"Honeymoon couple," she said naturally, chuckling softly.

Beside you, Shadow’s eyes widened, his breath catching for a second.

"You’ve got to be kidding..." you murmured. "This is a joke, right?" you said, indignant.

"Want to ask the Commander yourself?" the bat crossed her arms.

"No... Fine... I guess you and Shadow can go undercover, I’ll stay in the rear with Omega..." you averted your eyes.

"Sweetheart, no, no, I’m not the one going in disguise." Rouge giggled.

"But how come?" you raised an eyebrow, trying to control the nervousness and anxiety rising in your voice.

"Girl... There are plenty of reasons. First..." She started counting on her fingers. "I can fly—I can provide aerial support for you and step in if needed..." She raised another finger. "And you two are both hedgehogs. I’m sure a hedgehog couple looks far more convincing."

You swallowed hard, not knowing how to respond, feeling quite cornered but with a strange sense of anticipation for this mission.

"Shadow... What do you think?" Rouge turned to him.

For a moment, your stomach dropped again. He’d probably refuse. Shadow wasn’t the type of guy to accept this kind of thing, so there was no reason to expect...

"Sounds good." At his words, your eyes couldn’t help but widen, and your jaw dropped—Shadow had accepted, just like that.

"Great, handsome. I’ll add a feminine touch to the clothes you two will wear. How about you go grab a coffee while I prep everything?" Rouge said excitedly, clapping her hands and crossing her legs in her chair.

Nodding, the two of you stood up and silently walked out the door.

Rouge watched closely as you walked away. When she heard voices in the break room, she turned to Omega.

"Omega, our Operation has just begun... Your mission will be to ensure by all means that nothing external interferes with our success. Our success rate must be 100%."

The robot stepped forward.

"Mission assigned. Objective confirmed. 100% success required. I will ensure no external factor acts as an obstacle."

"Perfect, you’re a sweetheart. Let’s go—we’ve got some fancy clothes to organize." She jumped out of the chair, giving a few pats to Omega’s metal plates before walking down the hallway toward the closet.

--*--

You focused on your own reflection in the hot coffee inside the cup, your hands securely wrapped around the porcelain piece. Sighing, you looked at Shadow as he took a sip of his espresso.

"...I usually prefer coffee beans... but this one’s not bad at all," he commented in his raspy voice.

"You’re right... Rouge’s new coffee machine works miracles, huh?" You smiled at him, feeling uneasy. "Shadow... about this mission..." You gathered some courage and began to speak.

"Yes?" He waited for you to continue.

"I hope things don’t get weird between us." You scratched your neck. For a second, you thought you saw his expression soften, but then he started talking.

"Never... This is strictly professional. No need to worry."

"Good..." You looked away a bit, hating how nervous and lost you always felt talking to him.

Before any other word could be exchanged, heavy footsteps and the sound of wings flapping echoed in the hallway.

"There you are! My two favorite Agents!" Rouge appeared, accompanied by Omega, carrying boxes of clothes that were placed on the table. You and Shadow stepped closer to get a better look.

"So these are our disguises then..." You held up a dazzling dress that looked expensive. "They seem a bit... too fancy for disguises, don’t you think?"

"The more convincing, the better!" the bat laughed. "Get dressed and get ready—we’re starting the mission tonight. I’ll show you where the hotel is. The Commander already reserved the room—three nights, with breakfast, lunch, and dinner included. You got lucky." You chuckled softly at her words.

"Really, it all seems so fancy... But if it’s for the success of the mission, then I’ll go along with it..." You looked softly at Shadow. You both nodded at the idea and began sorting through the clothes.

"Omega, why don’t you help Shadow—use your best fashion protocols. I’ll accompany our dear [Y/N]." Rouge gave you a few pats on the back, already pulling you out of the break room and hurrying you toward the office’s women’s changing room.

--*--

You looked at your reflection in the mirror, your ears flat against your head as you sighed.

"Rouge... this one doesn’t look good, don’t you have another dress?"

"Darling... that’s the third one, and they all looked great on you." She scratched her chin, placing one hand on her hip, observing the fabric carefully.

"I don’t know... I feel like none of them suit me..."

"I know you want to look as pretty as possible for Shadow..." the bat laughed, shaking her head.

"That’s not it..." You hugged your own arm, averting your gaze.

"How about... this one..." Rouge turned around, digging through the pile of clothes and picking up a long black dress with red details.

Immediately, your eyes lit up at the style of the dress. No words were needed for Rouge to realize you liked it.

"Hmmm... So the idea of matching with him excites you, huh?" She laughed, tossing the dress to you. "Put it on—I’ve got the perfect pair of shoes for you."

Nodding, you began putting on the outfit, already anxious to see Shadow’s reaction.

--*--

The black hedgehog slowly spun in front of the mirror, observing his outfit. The dark black suit fit snugly. He adjusted the front of the blazer, fixing his tie.

"Omega... Fashion sensors..." His red eyes focused on the robot.

"Based on my analysis of current fashion trends, you look like a successful lawyer..." Omega said, taking a deliberate step forward.

"...Not the answer I was expecting, but it’ll do..." Shadow straightened the black gloves he’d put on, being careful with the Inhibitor Rings. The steps from his black-brown boots echoed as he walked.

"Vital signs appear to be accelerating suddenly. Should I activate emergency mode?" The robot scanned Shadow, declaring.

"That must be a sensor error..." the hedgehog replied gruffly, annoyed, brushing his hand over the suit to smooth out the wrinkles. "I have to admit... Rouge has some fine clothes. They even seem like they were made for me..."

"Origin of the clothes: inconclusive. Classified information," Omega stated.

"...Classified, huh?" Shadow raised an eyebrow. "Who assigned this mission to Rouge?"

"Mission delegated by Commander Abraham Towers... Further information is classified."

"I figured she’d be hiding something... Curious mission. I’ve never heard of a criminal lying low for days at a luxury hotel in a big city without getting arrested immediately..." Shadow’s eyes focused on Omega, suspicious.

"...True origin of mission classified… time remaining, and success margin dwindling. Necessary to proceed immediately." Omega extended his hands, beginning to push Shadow by the shoulders out of the room.

The hedgehog stumbled a little but followed the path back to the break room, even though he had more questions than answers.

--*--

He leaned against the break room counter, arms crossed, ears twitching slightly. His eyes focused on the small window overlooking the city and the orange sky of late afternoon.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard. He subtly turned his head to observe, seeing Rouge enter first, a smug little smile on her muzzle. Then, right after, Shadow felt his breath hitch when he saw you come in.

The black and red dress, which matched the color of his quills so well, made his eyes focus on you intently.

“She’s all ready, Shadow. You can start acting like the lovey-dovey couple now. I’ll take you two to the hotel—I bet you’ll ace this mission!” Rouge said excitedly, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pushing you toward Shadow.

The hedgehog’s expression remained impassive, arms crossed, rigid posture as he leaned against the counter.

“...Right... We’d better go soon, we don’t want to lose sight of the criminal...” he said quietly and hoarsely.

Your face was burning hot, and you quickly looked away, focusing timidly on the floor.

“You’re right, we better go... We can’t delay solving this...”

--*--

Behind some taller vegetation next to the hotel, you observed the luxurious entrance. Rich and famous people came and went constantly.

Swallowing hard, you stepped back a little, looking at your team.

“Well, are you two ready?” Rouge said cheerfully, seeing you and Shadow nod. “Great... but just so you know, you might not find the criminal today. Today is just for you two to get adapted and kick off the mission.” The bat explained.

“Alright, I guess we can go, then...” You turned and began walking alone.

“Hold it right there, missy!” Rouge called out. “Wanna ruin the plan before it even starts?” She walked up to you, grabbing your arm and pulling you back.

“W-what?”

She dragged you to Shadow’s side, then abruptly grabbed his arm too, pulling and intertwining your arms, bringing you very close together.

“Remember, you two are a couple! Act like it!” She said with her hands on her hips, watching your blushing face and wide eyes with amusement, while Shadow remained impassive.

“...Rouge is right... it’s part of the plan. Let’s go...” He gently pulled you along by the intertwined arm, starting to walk toward the entrance.

“Good luck to you both. If you need anything, you know the channel I’m on. And remember—room 230, don’t forget.” She said at last, turning to Omega. “Come with me, we need to find a good spot above the lobby to watch this.”

“Understood. Activating action mode for Operation: Overlove,” the robot said deeply, starting to follow Rouge with heavy steps.

--*--

Your steps were almost in sync. Shadow walked patiently by your side, your arms still linked. He kept his pace slow to match yours as you walked through the grand hotel lobby.

“...Keep an eye out for the suspect... let me know if you spot anyone suspicious...” He leaned down slightly to whisper in your ear, making your quills bristle.

“Y-yeah... I’ll let you know if I see anything,” you stammered, swallowing hard, continuing the path toward the hotel reception and stopping in front of the counter.

The human receptionist looked at the two of you with a sweet smile.

“Good evening, welcome to the Confort Hotel. How can I help you?”

“We have a reservation here...” Shadow said, his voice coming out softer. You looked at him curiously, trying to keep a confident posture despite feeling like you were about to faint from nervousness.

“What name is the reservation under?” She glanced at the monitor in front of her.

The hedgehog looked at you, confused. You shrugged, also not knowing what name it was under. Sighing, Shadow decided to try the most likely option.

“Shadow the Hedgehog...”

“Perfect, room 230...” She turned, grabbing a keycard and placing it on the counter. Shadow reached out, almost on tiptoes, to grab the card and turned around.

“Thank you...” he said quietly.

“Have a lovely honeymoon!” the receptionist said cheerfully, waving her hand. You and Shadow nodded softly. You smiled, even though your palms were starting to sweat excessively.

Above the lobby, sharp eyes were watching the scene closely, a feminine giggle echoing in the nearly empty upper floor.

Rouge raised her wrist and spoke into the communicator.

“You’re doing so well... Wow, Oscar-worthy performance, Shadow...” She laughed.

Static crackled through both your communicators just as you entered the elevator.

“...Rouge...” Shadow said with a sigh, closing his eyes. “I hope the room you picked is at least good...” he muttered.

“Don’t worry, it accommodates both of you perfectly. You’re going to love it. Rouge out.” She turned off the communicator, leaving the two of you dumbfounded, staring at your wrists in surprise.

“Should we be worried?” you asked him.

“...Not for now. If the room’s bad, we’ll deal with her later.” He crossed his arms.

--*--

The two of you stood frozen, eyes wide in disbelief at the interior of the room. In the center, a huge double bed occupied almost the entire space. There was no other bed in sight, only a couch that didn’t look remotely comfortable to sleep on.

“What do we do?” you asked Shadow, your voice nearly desperate.

Sighing, he raised his wrist, speaking into the communicator.

“Rouge? Do you read me? What the hell is this supposed to mean?” Static came through, but there was no response. “Rouge, answer me!” Shadow’s voice came out louder than he intended, now almost desperate too.

When no response came, the hedgehog just sighed.

“I’ll sleep on the couch. Make yourself comfortable in the bed.” He turned and headed for the couch. Your eyes followed him as he slowly removed his outfit, unbuttoning and loosening the tie.

For some reason, the scene made your heart race. Even though it was normal for Mobians to go around without clothes, something about this stirred you in an inexplicable way.

Taking a deep breath, you rushed over to him.

“Shadow, take the bed. I’m shorter than you—I’ll fit better on the couch,” you said, seeing his impassive expression as he removed the undershirt.

“...No way. I won’t let you sleep in such an uncomfortable place.” He folded the black shirt with skill, placing it on the side table. Then, with a soft huff, he lay down, grabbing a pillow to rest his head and adjusting his quills. “...Good night.”

Sighing, you nodded, going to the bed. You decided to keep the dress on, as long as it wouldn’t get too wrinkled by morning.

But not even a minute passed before you heard the intense rustling of fur and quills against the couch fabric, accompanied by frustrated grunts.

Opening one eye, you looked over. Shadow was restless, unable to find a comfortable position to sleep on that awful couch.

“...Shadow...” you called.

“...What?” he replied, his voice slightly muffled.

“The bed... it has plenty of space. I wouldn’t mind... I trust you...”

You got no immediate reply—only silence. You figured he had rejected the offer, so you just turned back to try to sleep.

Until you felt the mattress sink beside you. Your eyes flew open wide as you looked to the side, seeing Shadow slowly sliding under the covers.

“...Just for tonight... Rouge owes me big for this...”

You laughed.

“We’ll get back at her tomorrow.”

With a sigh at your words, Shadow turned to sleep, finally dozing off.

--*--

Humming softly, Rouge brought a spoonful of sundae to her mouth, savoring the sweet flavor. Her eyes focused on Omega.

“I think they’re gonna be pretty mad and embarrassed when they see the suite I picked for them.” She laughed.

“Mission progress at 40%. Next step pending.” The robot analyzed.

“Oh, the next step is arriving now...” she said with a sly grin.

At that very moment, a strong breeze swept through the area, followed by a cloud of dust, revealing a blue hedgehog with his arms crossed, tapping his foot impatiently.

“Did I get here too early?” he asked.

“The next step just arrived.” She laughed, turning to Sonic. “A bit early, Blue... I’ve got an important mission for you.”

“A mission, huh? What kind? Smash some badniks? Destroy one of Eggman’s evil plans? Fight something?” As he spoke, he started stretching.

“Even better than that... You’re going to be my cupid partner.”

“Cupid partner?” He suddenly stopped, looking confused.

“Exactly. There’s a certain hedgehog couple involved in an ultra-secret mission at that hotel...” Rouge pointed to the hotel entrance. “And I want you to play a very important part...”

“Shadow and [Y/N]? They still haven’t realized there’s something going on between them?” Sonic scratched his head. “Those two... Alright, what’s my part?”

“I think you’re going to love it...” Rouge laughed, a smug smile on her face.

--*--

When your consciousness returned in the morning, your eyes immediately focused on the clock beside the bed. It read 7:56 AM—luckily, it was still early, and you hadn't missed the free breakfast.

Getting up from the bed, you stretched, the dress you still wore rustling softly with your movements. Rubbing your eyes to wake up, you suddenly remembered the events of the day before, a blush spreading across your cheeks.

Looking to the side, you saw Shadow’s side of the bed empty. He had already gotten up and left, and wasn’t anywhere in the room.

Sighing, you got up, preparing yourself for the day and for a possible confrontation with the criminal you were after.

--*--

His red eyes scanned the hotel restaurant. From the large breakfast buffet table, Shadow had only chosen a piece of chocolate cake and a mug of cappuccino.

He grabbed the mug by the handle, taking a sip. Sighing afterwards as the events of that morning played on a loop in his mind.

When he had woken up, he was caught by surprise. At some point while unconscious in his sleep, he had wrapped an arm around your waist, seeking something warm to cling to during the night.

He thanked Gaia immensely that you hadn’t woken up with him, or it would’ve been an even more embarrassing scene than it already was for him.

From that moment on, he had put his suit back on and gone down to the lobby in search of caffeine to wake his mind up and make himself forget.

Suddenly, he felt a strong breeze hit him, rustling his quills, and in a blink of an eye and a blue blur, a very familiar hedgehog stood in front of him.

“Good morning, Shadow! Enjoying the cake? Bet it’s good!” Sonic said cheerfully, leaning on the table.

“What are you doing here?” Shadow muttered, not taking his eyes off the slice of cake.

“You know how it is, just walking around.” Sonic stepped away from the table, pulling out a chair. “Nice suit, attending a fancy event?”

“I’m on a mission, in case you didn’t notice... undercover...” Shadow clenched his fists.

“Undercover agent? Sounds cool. Are you alone?” Shadow froze for a moment, remembering you. He swallowed hard, and it didn’t go unnoticed by Sonic. But before he could say anything else, your voice rang near the table.

“Sonic?!” you said, surprised to see the hedgehog there. In truth, inside you felt a mix of relief and irritation—relief at having a friend to calm your nerves, and irritation at not being able to spend some alone time with Shadow. But you clung to the relief, glad to have someone to talk to and maybe vent a little.

“Hey, [Y/N], it’s been a while since I saw my favorite hedgehog girl!” He ran up to your side, wrapped you in his arms and lifted you, spinning you slowly in the air.

Shadow’s eyes widened, watching the scene with his mouth slightly open. Then his muzzle twisted subtly, showing just how irritated he was with that close contact—something that didn’t go unnoticed by Sonic either, who just continued with the plan.

He gently placed you down, holding your arms delicately.

“You look dazzling today... your quills are practically glowing...” Sonic said in a low, husky tone.

“Stop... you’re making me blush...” You laughed, giving him a friendly pat on the chest.

“If you weren’t on a mission right now, we could go out.” He winked at you with a sideways grin.

“It’s fine, you can have breakfast with me and Shadow,” you offered excitedly.

Before Sonic could reply, the sound of Shadow clearing his throat caught both of your attention.

“We’re working. This isn’t a vacation, Blue Hedgehog... Let her go...” Shadow said firmly, causing Sonic to raise an eyebrow while keeping the little smirk on his face.

“Aw, that’s a shame... well, I’ll be seeing you, then.” Sonic’s green eyes returned to you, making you blush. Suddenly, he started getting closer, eyes half-lidded and muzzle nearing yours.

“Sonic...?” you whispered. But before you could see how that moment would end, a heavy hand grabbed the blue hedgehog’s shoulder, pulling him back. He let out a soft gasp, and you were left stunned in place.

“I said we’re on a mission! Now give us some space.” Shadow crossed his arms at Sonic. The blue hedgehog shrugged, still smiling, before speeding off and leaving the two of you there.

Shadow sighed, shaking his head slightly, then walked back to his seat, once again focusing on the chocolate cake.

“What was that?” you finally managed to say something.

“He was interfering with our mission...” Shadow said, keeping his impassive demeanor. “You better eat—no telling when we might run into the criminal...”

And even though you found the black hedgehog’s behavior extremely confusing, you simply nodded, walking over to the breakfast table to choose what to eat.

--*--

The bat observed everything with a triumphant smile on her face. A strong breeze hit her back, revealing who had just arrived.

Turning around, Rouge found Sonic standing there, a wide smile on his muzzle.

“Nice work, Blue. You got Shadow almost exploding with jealousy.” Rouge gave a thumbs up.

“No problem!” Sonic laughed, stepping beside her, watching the hotel lobby. “Got any new plans?”

“Maybe... something for later. You’re free now, thanks for the help.” Her gaze returned to the lobby.

“Alright, I’ll wander around a bit more. Maybe I’ll see something interesting.” With a small chuckle, Sonic took off again, vanishing into the hotel.

--*--

With quick steps, Shadow scanned the hotel corridors attentively, searching for the supposed criminal he had yet to see any sign of, not even a rumor. Still, with his blind determination to complete the mission, he kept looking for the target.

However, the moment he turned a corner, he stopped, frozen in place, clenching his fists.

“You’re still here?” he said irritably, spotting Sonic leaning against a pillar.

“Hey, Shadow! Good to see you... I was just walking around.” Stepping away from the wall, Sonic approached him. “You got pretty riled up earlier, huh?”

“You were interfering with the mission...”

“The mission or your alone time at breakfast? I think you got mad because I was kind of a inconvenient earlier... For getting in your way with her. You like her, don’t you? No judgment.” Sonic shrugged, placing a hand on his hip.

“Stop talking... There’s nothing between me and her...” Shadow’s brow furrowed deeply.

“Listen... Let me give you a few tips. Go to her and say what you feel—don’t keep it to yourself. And be careful—if you don’t want to lose her, you better make a move...”

The blue hedgehog turned his back and started walking down the hallway. He paused for a moment, glancing back when he realized Shadow hadn’t said anything.

His green eyes focused on the black hedgehog, who stood paralyzed, staring at nothing in particular. Sonic’s words had struck a chord—he was truly lost in thought.

“I hate when you’re right, Sonic.” Shadow crossed his arms. “Not a word about this to her, got it?” he said with a harsh tone.

“It stays between us. But don’t waste time...” Sonic grinned subtly, then dashed off down the hotel corridor, vanishing from sight.

Shadow remained there, deep in thought. He needed to resolve this soon.

His communicator beeped at that moment. He raised his wrist.

“Shadow, do you read me?” Rouge’s voice came through.

“Yes... You finally answered this damn thing...” His tone was irritated.

“Oh, hush... Look, I need to discuss some mission details with you in private. Meet me at the restaurant at lunchtime. I reserved table 07—we’ll have a meeting...” she said through static.

“Will [Y/N] be there?” he asked softly. There were a few seconds of silence.

“It’s a private meeting. She’ll be waiting in the room.”

“Understood... I’m heading to the restaurant now.” Lowering his arm and sighing, Shadow turned around, beginning to walk back toward the lobby.

--*--

Your hands fidgeted nervously with your elegant bracelets, your gaze fixed on the glass of water on the table, then drifting to the number 07 at the center.

It had been about twenty minutes since Rouge contacted you, asking for a private meeting to discuss mission matters without Shadow. Since then, you had made your way to the table, now waiting for the bat to grace you with her presence.

Your hand reached for the glass, taking a sip to hydrate. Your mouth felt drier than usual.

Then, a commotion caught your attention. You focused your gaze on the hostess, seeing her talking to someone, and then, suddenly, she turned and started walking toward your table.

At first, you thought it was finally Rouge, but your heart nearly stopped when you saw the black and red quills behind the waitress. She stopped near the table, gesturing for Shadow to sit down. It was clear from his expression that he was also very curious about this.

He pulled out the chair and sat down in front of you, raising an eyebrow.

“I thought I was coming to have lunch with Rouge...” he said softly, placing his hand on the table and tapping his finger rhythmically on the tablecloth.

“I thought the same...” You scratched your neck, and to your own surprise, this time you held eye contact with his red eyes, giving the hedgehog a slight smile.

For a moment, the two of you remained in a long silence, simply staring at each other without saying a word.

A waiter stopped by the table, handing each of you a menu.

“Has the couple chosen their wine?” he asked kindly.

You almost opened your mouth to say that you weren’t a couple, but you remembered it was all part of the mission, so you just waited, looking at Shadow over the top of your menu. However, to your surprise, his expression was calm, showing no sign of discomfort at the waiter’s comment.

For a moment, the black hedgehog analyzed the options on the paper, then handed back the menu.

“Bring me your best wine...” he said impassively to the waiter, who nodded, taking the menu he had given to you and leaving.

“Best wine, huh?” You giggled.

“Only the best for today...” He gave a rare sideways smirk, before returning to his neutral expression. “About this mission...”

“What?” You looked at him curiously.

“Don’t you think it’s strange we haven’t seen this so-called criminal yet?...” he asked.

“Hmmm... I did think about that, but I decided to just go with it. Who knows, maybe he’s a dangerous guy.” You shrugged.

“I’ve never heard of any criminal matching the description we were given...”

“You’re right... everything is so suspicious, huh?” Your hand scratched your chin, thinking about how these past two days had been unlike anything you had ever experienced. To you, it seemed impossible to believe this was all part of Rouge’s plan.

“For now... let’s wait for the wine. I’m sure the truth will come out soon.” Shadow observed, watching the waiter approach with the wine.

--*--

Rouge’s eyes were fixed on the other side of the restaurant, watching the interaction between you and Shadow.

“Nice work, Blue.” She turned her head, focusing on Sonic beside her, who was enjoying some chili dogs.

“No problem... and the payment was worth it in the end, so it was all good.” He laughed, raising a chili dog.

Rouge chuckled too.

“The lovebirds are making progress...” At that moment, her communicator let out a soft crackle.

“Rouge, do you copy... Perimeter analysis identified imminent danger. Engaging in combat is highly recommended.” Omega’s robotic voice came through.

“Omega? No, no engaging yet, we don’t know what it is...” She stood up from her chair, catching Sonic’s curiosity. He quickly finished his last chili dog, licked his fingers, and got up to follow her.

“Horde of badniks identified. Potential risk to life. Evacuate civilians from the area immediately,” he said again through the communicator.

“Badniks? Right here, right now? This universe must be joking...” She barely finished speaking when suddenly the windows facing outside shattered, revealing several Grounders invading nonstop, making Rouge clench her fists.

“Rouge, get back!” Sonic called out, performing a Homing Attack on a Grounder that got too close to her.

“Thanks, Blue... Just what we needed today—this completely ruined our mission!”

--*--

When the glass shattered near you, the first thing you felt was a pair of strong arms wrapping around you and pulling you away. When you opened your eyes again, you were crouched behind a table with Shadow, his arms still around you, but his gaze was fixed on the horde of Grounders invading the place.

“Shadow?...” You called.

“Hm? Are you hurt?” He looked at you.

“N-no... But... what’s going on?”

“I’d like to know that too... A sudden horde of badniks like this... makes no sense.”

“Well... at least we’ll get to save something in this mission.” You gave him a small smile. “Let’s go. I can fight too.” He looked at you seriously before nodding.

“Let’s go, then...” But as soon as you stood up, the ground began to shake, and through the same shattered window, a Grounder twice the size of the others entered, scanned the area, and began to move inside.

“Our first target?” you said as you stretched.

“You bet.” Shadow cracked his knuckles, took a step forward, loosened his tie a bit, and rolled up the sleeves of his suit as much as he could.

“Distract him... I’ll handle the rest,” Shadow said in a rough voice.

“Got it!” With that, you dashed off, running as fast as you could, approaching the huge badnik. Along the way, you dodged smaller Grounders, jumping over them, avoiding the drills that threatened to hurt you.

Curling into yourself, you became a ball of quills, spinning at high speed toward the target, hitting one of its treads and destroying it. It screeched, bracing itself with its drills on the ground to avoid falling.

The badnik’s robotic eyes looked at you in fury. You stopped just behind it, standing up again.

“That’s it, come get me! You’re angry, right?” you taunted. But your eyes widened when it began dragging itself across the ground, digging in one drill at a time, quickly closing the distance between you.

In a swift move, you ran toward it, seeing Shadow flanking the badnik, preparing his Chaos Spears.

When you got in front of the Grounder, it raised a drill, swinging it down toward you, but you quickly rolled under the attack, stopping beside the badnik, hearing only the electrical noise and the screech of the Chaos Spears striking the robot, followed by the impact of a Homing Attack from the black hedgehog on top of the Grounder.

The badnik screeched, but even damaged, it lunged to the side, catching you off guard. One of its drills hit your arm squarely, launching you far, making you cry out in pain and then gasp as you crashed onto one of the tables, the wood shattering completely under the impact.

The Grounder then collapsed to the ground, defeated, and exploded. Shadow stood in front of the badnik, glaring at the machine with disdain. Only then did he spot your figure collapsed against what used to be a table. His eyes widened, and with a jolt, he ran to you.

“[Y/N]!” he shouted, kneeling by your side, carefully picking up your arm to examine the injury.

“Hey... it’s just a scratch... I’m fine, just a little tired.” You waved your hand dismissively.

“That doesn’t look like just a scratch...” He narrowed his eyes, noticing the blood between your fur.

“Shadow... relax, what matters is we beat it.” You looked around, seeing the smaller Grounders fleeing the hotel restaurant in a rush, exiting through the broken window.

The hedgehog growled, squeezing your arm a little more firmly.

“...Don’t scare me like that again. If something happens to you...” He clenched his teeth, his fangs visible, his expression showing clear irritation and desperation. You raised an eyebrow.

“You... you care that much?” Your question came out hesitant, but you needed to know.

“...Of course I do... I’ve always cared...” His red eyes locked onto yours, staring intensely.

He slowly ran a hand behind your neck, helping you sit up. His breathing had clearly quickened, as had his heartbeat. The moment felt otherworldly—you didn’t even feel the throbbing of your wound anymore.

Nearby, Rouge flew by and stopped suddenly, grabbing Sonic’s arm to make him stop as they headed toward the two of you.

“Just look at that...” she said, impressed, seeing Shadow so close to you.

"Looks like it worked out in the end." Sonic observed with a content smile, crossing his arms.

"Come on, Blue... let's see how Omega is doing out there with the badnik extermination." Rouge pulled the blue hedgehog, walking away from where the two of you were.

Shadow's hand gently moved to your cheek, his thumb tracing circles over your soft fur.

"Shadow..." you said softly, closing your eyes to enjoy the contact. Your good hand intertwined fingers with his.

"You are... someone I would protect with my life. And not just because you're my mission partner." He gave you a very sweet smile, his firm hand on your cheek slowly pulling you closer until his muzzle softly touched yours, your mouths meeting in a gentle kiss.

It didn’t last long, though. He soon pulled back, leaning in to place a light kiss on your forehead.

"Was that some kind of confession?" You teased, your hand gently caressing his.

"Maybe... interpret it however you like..." he said, also smiling slightly.

"In that case... I’d protect you with my life too, Shadow..." His eyes widened for a moment before he smiled again, his gaze drifting back to your lips. But before he could lean in again, a nearby crackling sound caught both your attention.

"Well, well, well... Who would've thought I’d find two lovebirds here... A genius like me can’t have a moment of peace—just when I try to take over a luxury hotel, hedgehogs start falling from the sky right in front of me... What were you two doing here, anyway?" Eggman's voice rang out. It took a moment for you to realize where it was coming from until your eyes focused on one of the pieces of the destroyed badnik—a kind of communicator with a blinking green light.

"We were on a mission..." Shadow said seriously.

"Oh yes, what a lovely mission, relaxing in a five-star hotel... You must be joking with me, huh? You oversized rodents are always messing w—" Sparking, the small communicator finally shorted out, falling silent.

"So, there was never a criminal, huh?" you said, laughing.

"No..."

"And this was all probably Rouge’s plan, right?"

"Absolutely..."

"And then we ended up saving a luxury hotel by coincidence..."

"Exactly..." Shadow shook his head, wrapping an arm around your waist to help you stand. "Quite the adventure... Let’s head back to HQ. We need a med kit for that injury."

Saying that, the black hedgehog began helping you walk, step by step.

--*--

The sounds of static and muffled dialogue over the communicator filled the room. You ran your hand over the bandages around your arm, testing how much it still hurt. Beside you on the infirmary bed, Shadow sat with his arms crossed, silently watching Rouge pace back and forth while talking on her communicator.

"Who is she talking to?" you asked quietly.

"The Commander..." Shadow said seriously, turning toward you and gently intertwining his fingers with your free hand.

Suddenly, Rouge stopped in front of the bed, her wrist communicator still active.

"The Commander wants to speak with you two..." she said, extending her arm so you both could listen.

"Shadow... [Y/N], do you copy? I only have one thing to say..." he said in a threatening tone. You and Shadow exchanged glances, expecting the worst—but what the Commander said next caught both of you off guard.

"I truly hope that mission was a complete success... I had to blow G.U.N.'s budget to make it happen... I followed every single item Rouge prepared. If I weren’t the Commander, I’d definitely be fired by now!" Abraham said irritably, though with a hopeful undertone in his voice.

"No worries, Commander... The mission was a tremendous success." You replied proudly, exchanging a look with Shadow.

"Ah, very well, thank you for letting me know... I’m happy for you, Shadow. Take good care of her... Towers out..."

Suddenly, the communicator shut off, leaving silence to settle over the room again.

"At least the Commander already approves of your relationship... Congrats!" Rouge clapped her hands once.

You laughed at Shadow, giving him a sweet smile. He returned the smile and leaned slightly toward you, capturing your lips in a kiss, trying to show through it that he was making a silent promise never to leave you.

He would just have to remember to thank Rouge later. After all, he’d never had a Cupid as good as her.

[whitecompri]

hiii ^^ quick question

Since you do metal Sonic do you also do neo metal Sonic?

Yes, I do stories with Neo Metal Sonic too, I have a request with him to be done and I have plans to write some non-requested stories too.

[whitecompri]

HEYHEY !! love your work sm, Keep it up!! (But also make sure to take time to yourself 🙏)

I have a request once your ready for it !!

Can I have sonic and shadow x reader !

Okay so IDK if you ever seen this movie but it's called "kubo and the two string" SUCH A GOOD MOVIE BTW IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT

but there is the main character who plays with a magical shamisen which is a Japanese instrument if I'm correct (sorry if I'm not!) but yk what if they saw y/n use it storytelling to cream? Since the two had to babysit her yk??

(also bonus points if y/n makes a little paper sonic)

Okay hope this is fun to write for !! Make sure to take care of yourself !! :D

Melody of The Heart

Pairing: Sonic and Shadow x Reader

Genre: Romance, light comedy

Rating: G (General Audience)

Warnings: Light romantic dispute, Slight hints of jealousy and rivalry

A/N: Thank you for the request! And yes, I did watch that movie. It's actually been a long time since I saw it, but I absolutely loved it when I saw it. About this story, I thought it was interesting to do it in this format with Sonic and Shadow in the same story instead of in separate stories, I think it suited the main dynamic well later. I hope you don't mind and I hope you like the result.

--*--

That cold morning seemed peaceful, the sound of birds in the trees, the soft breeze rustling the leaves and grass. Everything would’ve been perfect—if not for the incessant sound of an argument happening nearby, in a clearing, followed by the sharp noise of two extremely fast figures breaking through the silence.

The two figures spun between the trees, zigzagging, one chasing the other, until they stopped on opposite sides, a pair of green eyes locked with a pair of red ones.

The two hedgehogs growled in unison.

“This isn’t getting us anywhere! It’s better if you just give up and accept I’m superior, Blue Hedgehog...”

“Ha! Good one, Shadow. But I’m the one saying this isn’t getting us anywhere—everyone knows I’m faster than you. No need to even race.” He pointed to himself with his thumb, and Shadow just scoffed, crossing his arms.

“In that case... a race through the whole valley this time!” He barely gave Sonic time to register the words before taking off.

“Hey! That’s not fair—” Without wasting another second, the blue hedgehog took off after his rival.

Once again, the two were neck and neck in the race. Sonic turned to him, flashing a smug, challenging grin.

“Just reminding you, you’re the one who started all this...” he said with a laugh, speeding up just a bit.

Shadow narrowed his eyes, skating faster behind him.

“If you accepted the challenge, it’s because deep down you think you’ll lose...” the black hedgehog said, passing slightly ahead of Sonic.

Suddenly, both of them widened their eyes and came to an abrupt stop, kicking up a cloud of dust. They stood side by side, staring further ahead, down a small trail in the woods.

Then they looked at each other again, a new kind of determination settling on their faces.

On the trail, you were walking peacefully, carrying a long case in your left hand and holding the strap of a backpack with your right, distracted by the calm path.

Suddenly, you heard a loud and familiar sound—something speeding toward your direction. Jumping in surprise, you looked up and saw the two figures had stopped right in front of you.

“Ah—hi boys, what a surprise seeing you here...” you said, letting out a relieved sigh.

With a sly grin, Sonic ran up beside you, casually draping an arm over your shoulder.

“Hey... I guess I did owe you that walk through the woods, huh?” he winked. But before you could answer, a hand shoved his face aside, pushing him back, and was replaced by Shadow’s imposing presence.

“Don’t mind him...” the black hedgehog extended his hand toward you. “There’s a lavender field nearby I’ve been meaning to take you to for a while now,” he said intensely, his red eyes locked onto yours without blinking.

“Thanks for the offers, boys... but...” You couldn’t even finish. Suddenly, arms wrapped around your waist, lifting you just enough to be carried a bit further along the trail. You clutched your case tightly, keeping it from falling.

Turning in surprise, you realized Sonic was the culprit.

“There we go, leave that grumpy starfish behind...” he said in a low tone, placing a hand on your lower back to walk with you. “Where were we? Oh right, a nice little forest trail walk.” He chuckled.

But just a moment later, a strong gust of wind rustled your clothes and kicked up dust in front of you. As it settled, you saw Shadow standing with arms crossed right in your path.

“Trying to steal her from me?” he said in a threatening tone, his eyes beginning to glow a deeper red, his quills sparking with energy.

Sonic let go of you, stepping in front protectively, a more serious and determined posture taking over. He clenched his fists, his own quills starting to spark as well.

“Maybe I am... I mean, obviously she’d rather spend time with me. I’m not some grumpy old man...” Sonic said, smirking. Shadow clicked his tongue.

“She’d rather be with someone serious than a hyperactive delinquent like you...” Sonic scoffed at the comeback.

The two stepped forward, baring their teeth with a low growl.

Before they could go any further, you stepped between them, placing a hand on each of their shoulders, stopping them and breaking the tension.

“I appreciate it, boys... but I’m a little busy right now... alright? I don’t have much time.” You smiled at both of them. They relaxed, Sonic rubbing the back of his neck, Shadow crossing his arms with a low ‘hmph’.

With a sigh, you turned to continue walking down your path, but as you turned, you jumped again—seeing a figure just a few meters away. Your eyes focused on the rabbit, who held a bag in her arms and smiled kindly.

“Am I interrupting something?” she asked softly.

“Ah—Vanilla... No, don’t worry, sorry for being late...” You gripped your case tighter.

“It’s alright, dear, I had to step out, but Cream is still waiting for you at home with Gemerl.” You nodded at her words and started walking again.

“Alright, I won’t take long to get there, I’ll take good care of her today.” Smiling, you passed Vanilla and continued on the path.

“Hey... aren’t you forgetting something?” Vanilla asked with a small laugh.

Freezing mid-step, you already knew what she meant. Slowly turning your head, you focused on the two hedgehogs, still standing impassively, watching you eagerly.

“I-I bet they’ve got better things to do... right, boys?” you said, hoping they’d agree.

“Actually... I’m pretty free today,” Sonic said with a sly grin.

“I also have no tasks to attend to...” Shadow said, eyes closed, arms crossed.

“That’s great! I’m sure Cream will love having the three of you spend the day with her!” Vanilla clapped her hands in delight, turning to you. “Well, no need to worry, dear, these two strong hedgehogs will definitely be a big help!” she said happily, turning to leave again.

“Yeah... incredible help,” you sighed, already knowing full well the rivalry between the two when it came to your attention.

“Good luck, see you later!” she waved.

You stood there for a few seconds, watching the two. Sonic and Shadow exchanged glances, then walked over to you, passing by your side.

“What’re you waitin’ for? Cream needs her babysitters,” Sonic said cheerfully, wearing a smug little grin.

Shaking your head, you started walking after them.

--*--

You had barely knocked on the door when you suddenly heard the sound of small footsteps running and the door being flung open, revealing a little rabbit with a wide smile stretching across her face.

“Miss [Y/N]!” she said, practically throwing herself at you, hugging your waist, with both her Chao hugging you too.

“Hey, Cream, good to see you too.” You laughed, gently placing a hand on her head. Then she quickly looked past you and saw the two hedgehogs.

“And you brought Mr. Sonic and Mr. Shadow!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with joy.

“Yeah, yeah... They... they’re going to help take care of you today...” You scratched your neck.

“That’s right. I was thinking... how about we start with a little friendly competition, huh?” Sonic stepped forward, stretching his arms up.

“Nothing of the sort... Cream would rather have a quiet afternoon tea...” Shadow walked past you, taking Cream’s hand, entering the house, followed closely by Cheese and Chocola.

“Wait—let Cream choose what she wants to do first!” Sonic walked past you too, entering the house, the three of them disappearing inside.

You stood for a moment at the doorway, listening to their conversation. Then you turned your head, hearing heavy metallic footsteps.

“Situation analysis: psychological distress detected, increased heart rate,” Gemerl stated, staring at you. “Would you like me to eliminate the intruding hedgehogs?”

“There’s no need, Gemerl. I appreciate the concern, but I can handle them. Don’t worry.” You waved him off, closing the door behind you and stepping into the house. Gemerl followed closely behind.

“Structural damage to the house is likely,” he declared.

“I know... I’ll keep them under control.” You placed your fingers to your temples, already predicting it was going to be a long day.

--*--

You were silently drinking a glass of water while sitting on the couch, your eyes following the movements of the three around the house for some time now. Beside you, your case rested, still closed.

Behind the couch, Gemerl stood still, also analyzing everything meticulously.

In front of you, Sonic dashed by, laughing, with Shadow chasing after him. In the distance, you could hear Cream’s giggles.

Soon, she appeared from the hallway, running in your direction, her eyes gleaming with playful excitement. She crouched behind the couch, putting a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. You nodded, understanding the game.

A few seconds later, in the blink of an eye, Sonic stopped in the middle of the room, stomping his foot, then turned to you.

“Did you see Cream around here?” He took a step toward you.

“No... maybe she’s... in her room?” You shrugged. The hedgehog narrowed his eyes but nodded slowly, dashing off toward the room.

Cream popped out from her hiding spot, giggling softly. She tiptoed, trying to cross the living room toward the kitchen.

“Aha! I knew you were nearby!” Sonic’s voice echoed. He ran back into the room, picking Cream up in his arms, and she laughed joyfully. “Gotcha! You can’t escape the fastest thing alive!”

You couldn’t help but smile at the interaction between the two. Suddenly, there was a flash beside them, and Shadow appeared with his arms crossed.

He immediately noticed your faint smile, raising an eyebrow.

“Well... I think it’s clear who was the best babysitter for Cream today...” the black hedgehog said, locking eyes with Sonic.

“Me?” the blue hedgehog replied smugly.

“No... me.” Shadow pointed to himself. “I know how to take care of children in a careful way you’ll never understand.”

“And I know how to have fun and not sulk all the time at least...” Sonic said with a frown.

“Boys... stop it already... I don’t want you two fighting in here... Gemerl is on the verge of exterminating both of you if anything gets broken.” You warned them. Both turned their attention to the robot behind the couch, noticing his defensive stance and analytical gaze, just waiting.

The two looked at each other, preparing to open their mouths to say something else—probably something provocative about being stronger than Gemerl—but when you saw they were about to speak, you quickly got up from the couch, placing your glass of water on the coffee table.

“Alright... how about we get Cream ready for bed? It’s getting pretty late...” You picked up your case and walked toward the rabbit’s bedroom.

Sonic wasted no time following you, still carrying Cream, and Shadow followed behind him.

--*--

You gently tucked the little rabbit into bed. She hugged her Chao and settled in under the covers.

“All right, Cream... how about a bedtime story now?” You smiled softly at her, and her eyes lit up.

“I’d love that!”

Behind you, Sonic and Shadow sat in chairs, watching everything closely. Then, their expressions shifted to curiosity as you picked up the long case you’d been carrying all day. They exchanged surprised glances, realizing they still didn’t know what was inside.

Your fingers deftly unlocked the case. You opened it, revealing a unique instrument, resembling a kind of three-stringed lute.

“What’s that?” Sonic asked, staring at the object.

“Hm? Oh, it’s a shamisen, a Japanese musical instrument... You’ve never seen one?” You picked it up, starting to tune it gently.

“Since when do you play that?” the blue hedgehog asked in surprise.

“There’s a lot about me you two don’t know.” You smiled, grabbing the plectrum from the case and running it across the strings, producing a slightly off sound. You tuned it again. “Alright, Cream, what kind of story do you want to hear?”

The rabbit thought for a moment, bringing a hand to her chin.

“Could you tell a story about me?” Sonic said playfully.

“Why would she tell a story about you? There’s nothing interesting to tell about you...” Shadow said, staring at Sonic. “A story about me would make more sense...” He closed his eyes.

“Cream gets to choose. I’m telling a story to help her sleep, not to help you two sleep.” Cream giggled softly at your words.

“Well, Miss [Y/N]... could you tell a story about two knights who love a princess?” she said, hugging her Chao tighter.

Your eyes widened at her words—apparently, what was going on between the three of you was pretty obvious even to a child.

“Alright, let’s see...” You ran the plectrum over the strings again, now producing a pleasant and flowing sound. Then you began to play a slow rhythm.

Suddenly, from inside the case, a few colorful papers flew out as if carried by the wind, beginning to circle around you and Cream. Everyone’s eyes widened as they watched the magical sight with awe.

The papers fell to the floor, spreading themselves in order.

“Once in a land beyond moon’s gentle light,

Lived two bold knights who longed for the same sight.

One born of shadow, with sorrow and might,

The other from sunlight, swift, pure, and bright.”

Suddenly, a blue paper and a black one rose, quickly folding into very familiar shapes. Sonic chuckled, realizing it was an origami version of himself. Shadow gave a faint smile at the paper version of him. Both were clearly mesmerized by the magic.

“The first was forged on the moon’s silver stone,

Raised by cold silence, always alone.

The Knight of the Shadows, strong and controlled,

With crimson eyes and a spirit bold.

He had lost much, seen worlds torn apart,

Yet carried his battles deep in his heart.

Silent but fierce, he stood ever tall,

A warrior of dusk who would never fall.”

Your eyes drifted to the two hedgehogs, who watched intently, hardly blinking at the mini show performed by the papers. The little origami Shadow stood in a combat stance as more papers formed monster-like shapes. The origami leapt into the air, arms outstretched, launching small paper Chaos Spears at the monsters, destroying them.

“The second one raced with the wind in his hair,

A laugh on his lips, with never a care.

The Knight of the Light, with freedom his guide,

Humble and brave, with nothing to hide.

He danced through the day with speed and with grace,

A smile like sunshine lighting his face.

He feared no danger, he fled from no fight,

For love was the source of all of his might.”

More papers folded into small, colorful badniks. The origami Sonic turned into a little ball of paper, launching himself at the enemies and destroying them, then folding back into Sonic’s shape.

“But then came a princess, gentle and wise,

With songs on her lips and stars in her eyes.

The Princess of Melodies, soft and divine,

Whose shamisen glowed with a golden shine.

No sword did she wield, no armor to wear,

Yet magic flowed with each note in the air.

And when she sang, both knights took their chance,

Each hoping to win her heart with a glance.”

As the rhythm continued on the shamisen, one sheet flew up and formed into a small origami resembling you. It landed between the two knights, holding a tiny paper shamisen, mirroring your own movements as you played and told the story.

“One brought bright roses, fierce red and wild,

The other gave lilies, soft and beguiled.

They started to boast with silly delight,

Trying to prove who’d win her that night.

‘I beat a whole robot—blindfolded, too!’

‘I saved a small kitten while tied like a shoe!’

‘I caught a comet mid-fall and then grinned!’

‘I cooked a chili dog... and it barely got singed!’”

You heard Cream giggle softly beside you as the little origami Sonic and Shadow seemed to argue with one another. Then, two different flowers were formed from paper, falling into each of the origamis' hands. They both turned to the tiny version of you, knelt, and extended their hands with the flowers.

"At last, the two knights, both hearts full of bloom,

Knelt down and offered their flowers of gloom and of plume.

The princess looked on, her choice near the end..."

At that moment, you heard Cream’s sleeping breath, your fingers immediately stopping their movement on the shamisen. Your eyes turned to the side, seeing the little rabbit sleeping deeply with her Chao. Then, you lowered the instrument, walking back to the case, noticing the stunned looks from the two hedgehogs.

“H-h-hey... What about the end of the story? Which knight does the princess choose?” Sonic stood up, walking toward you, stepping over the now-still origamis on the floor.

“Cream’s already asleep, so there’s no reason for me to keep telling it...” You gave him a mischievous smile.

“That’s not fair... You should finish the story...” Shadow also stood from the chair, stopping by your side.

Suddenly, the creaking of the front door caught your attention, followed by Vanilla’s voice.

“Everyone, I’m home!” she called cheerfully.

“Come on, our babysitting shift is over...” You nudged Sonic with your elbow, then ran the pick across the shamisen strings. In the blink of an eye, all the sheets and origamis flew back into the case, organizing themselves. You put the instrument away, grabbed the case again, and left the room.

“Hey... That power of yours is amazing...” Sonic commented, walking alongside you. “We were seriously impressed...”

“I know, I could see it on your faces.”

The two hedgehogs nodded, following close behind you.

Vanilla was in the kitchen, handing a few grocery bags to Gemerl.

“Hello, I hope it was a peaceful day...” she said, turning to you all.

“Definitely, it was very peaceful, no worries at all.” You replied cheerfully, picking up your backpack from the table and slinging it over your shoulder.

“That’s great, Cream always falls asleep so fast when you come to tell her stories.” Vanilla noted, making you smile warmly.

“Whenever you need me, you can count on me... and the boys.”

The eyes of both hedgehogs widened at that, and you noticed they were slightly blushing under their fur.

“Well, shall we get going then?” You looked at the two of them, turning to leave the house, saying goodbye to Vanilla and Gemerl.

--*--

Your steps down the path were calm, even though it was nighttime—after all, you still had two strong hedgehogs following you closely.

“I know a diner that has the best chili dogs...” Sonic said beside you, his hands behind his head as he walked along.

“Nonsense... There’s a restaurant with proper meals nearby... A real dinner.” Shadow walked beside you on your right, glaring at Sonic on your left.

“I’ve got an idea... How about the three of us go eat somewhere together?” You suggested, without taking your eyes off the path ahead.

The two exchanged glances, then nodded briefly after a few seconds.

“Fine by me... as long as I can see your origami show again later.” Sonic shrugged, a small smirk on his face.

“I’m also interested in seeing your powers again.” Shadow said, also cracking a faint smile.

You let out a nasal laugh, not quite sure what you were going to do with those two you adored so much.