#also are there any behavioral differences between shadow and other hedgehogs that are a result of him being raised by humans

[sonknuxadow]

as funny as the idea of shadow being completely unable to use technology is i feel like it doesnt actually make much sense because like . yeah he basically fell asleep 50 years ago and woke up in the modern day and theres been a lot of changes in culture and technology that he'd have to get used to. but he wasnt living on earth with zero exposure to computers he was living on a space station where the science was advanced enough for them to be able to create him. maybe he'd struggle a bit using modern computers/phones/etc but i dont think he'd just know nothing about technology either. you know.

[starlight-artisticmoonfall]

Sonic wasn’t sure how this happened, he glances down at the three, three baby mobians at his feet, two laying on the floor while the middle one was sitting up. Glancing at him with their big wide bright eyes in delight, he knew they were his. The blue fur on their strips and the green eye one of them had been a dead giveaway. Hell, they share his skin colour and two of them look like a mini him, but with black fur with Shadow’s quills.

“OH SHI-SNAP!” He can’t believe this is happening, this can’t be happening fuck! He's too young to be a parent!

“Sonic!”

He looks at his door, AMY! He can’t let her see them, she’ll get the wrong idea and she always jumps to the wrong conclusion.

“Amy no!” Tails shouted after her to stop her going to Sonic’s room.

The blue hedgehog look at the babies before slamming the door shut behind him, sweating as he hopes none of the children will cry or make any big noise. He ignores the questioning look from his friends, speaking out calmly as he could without freaking out.

“Can you not right now Amy, I was trying to sleep.”

“But you’re not sleeping or in your room right now.”

“Cause you're shouting woke me up. I’m really tired plus my room is messy and dusty from not being used for six months.”

He hopes she’ll buy that excuse and leave him alone. Thankfully she did, huffing as she left with a reminder.

“Alright but you owe me a date.”

He frowns but says nothing, so she’ll leave him in peace to deal with the problem. Tails gives him a look with a raised brow.

“Sonic?”

“Tails….can you buy some or built some babies supply?”

The two tailed fox blinked, “What?”

He sighs as he opens the door, revealing the three babies. The blue strip with black fur starts to crawl over to him as the green eye one trip, rolling over by accident. The orange with multiple colour strips continue to stare at him with the same cyan colour eyes.

Sonic ignores the tug in his chest, why did it have to be that colour? Hell why orange fur too, couldn’t it be white or full yellow. At least the kid wouldn’t look like him….

“….SONIC!” Tails shouted as he shook him.

“What?” He looks at his younger brother, “What is it?”

“Geez, you must really be out of it. I said did you kidnap these babies?”

“What no! I swear they were in my room when I just got there!”

“Really?” He raises a brow at the blue hedgehog.

“Really! Look.” He picks the one crawling up, holding him in front to his face. “See! We look the same!”

Tails narrows his eyes, the one in Sonic’s arm glare back at Tails.

“Hey! No glaring at my little bro.”

“There’s only one way to check this out. DNA test. Passed the kids.”

---One hour later---

Sonic paces around the room, the babies glancing at him. He hasn’t called them names just colour code them since he didn’t want to get too attached to them if he wasn’t their father. Even though there are signs they are his. Plus Tails thinks he still kidnapped them, he DIDN’T but Tails is Tails, so he refuses to believe his big bro words and gut feeling until the DNA test proves him wrong.

He doesn’t blame Tails he was declared dead for six months after all. Orange keeps reaching out for him, wanting to be picked up. Thankfully Tails came in so he could ignore the small mobian who ears drop. He ignores the tug in his chest.

“I got the results Sonic.”

“And?” His ears twitch as he looks at the paper.

“…You are the father.” Tails wave the paper up and down.

“Told ya!” He sat down, lifting orange into his lap. The baby made a happy sound nuzzling into Sonic’s belly. He relaxes, his instincts are never wrong when it came to his feelings.

“But the DNA result reveals even more.” Tails scratches his head with his free hand, not sure how he should break it down for Sonic.

“How so?” Sonic glances at him.

“Orange is the oldest one, he’s one year old. Blue over there is nine months while Teal is seven months. They don’t share the same secondary parent DNA. But here’s the thing, Orange…he shares Emerl’s powers. In fact, he’s half android with your DNA. Emerl is home Sonic.”

“Emerl? My Emerl?” He looks at the orange baby gave him a smile at the mention of his name. The hero hug the orange baby tenderly, nuzzling into him. That explains the orange fur and cyan eyes, his baby was home. Finally back home and safe!

“Wait what about Blue and Teal?” Teal was sleeping peacefully while Blue seem to be plotting something.

“Well I don’t have the DNA of their mother at hand at the moment. No match to any female we met.”

“Oh well you can’t get them all, guess you’re an uncle now.” He said cheeky with a grin, petting Emerl.

“You’re keeping them?” Tails questioned as he glances at the three babies.

“Yeah, they are my kids. I can’t leave them alone or abandoned them to another.”

“Kids are lots of responsibility Sonic.”

“I raise you and you turn out fine.” Sonic he grinned as he picks Emerl up, “Plus Emerl is home, how can you say no to him?”

“I…I can’t argue with that. Fine I’ll make and get some babies stuff. Also you have to name the other two babies too. You can’t keep calling them Blue and Teal.” Tails huffed, pouting with his arms cross.

“Yeah, let’s see.” He watches his other two sons trying to think of a name for them, Blue crawl over to Teal smacking him hard. “What the heck!”

Teal woke up with a cry from the smack, he glare at the other black fur baby who was smirking at his pain. Teal kick Blue, making the blue starfish quill baby make a seal like noise.

Sonic has noticed that Teal is calm and enjoy snuggling, only turning into a raging storm if you get him mad. Blue on the other hand was a feisty little doom terror wanting to fight everything and everyone he hates. Picking fight with Emerl and Blue whenever he wasn't watching them.

“No, no! Break it up!” He pulls them away from each other. The hero frown as they kept biting each other.

“Seelkadoom! Stop that!” He picks up the newly name Seelkadoom to smack his butt softly for being naughty and starting the fight. Settling him down on the floor while he picks his other son up.

“Pandora, come on back to sleep with you.” Sonic rocks the teal colour baby while he sighs in relief. “Well that settles the naming. Seelkadoom cause he makes seal like noises and is little doom terror. While Pandora is calm but when he’ll angry, he turns into a raging storm when someone makes him mad.”

Emerl giggle at Seelkadoom who was pouting for being smack, he glares at Pandora like it was his fault for why he got in trouble.

“Yeah that settles the name with them.” Tails agree with Sonic as he notes the babies’ behavior.

“Though I do wonder why Pandora and Seelkadoom seem to hate each other.” Sonic muttered as he glances at the two.

“Well they aren’t twins even though they look like they are, there’s clearly a difference between them. I can only guess that their other parents hate each other and they it inherit from them.” Tails suggested with a laugh.

Sonic laughs with him, “I guess so.” 

Both having no idea how closed to the truth they were.

[jashasedai]

Old School Assignment

I have discovered a copy of a story I wrote for a class assignment. The class was Driver’s Education which our teacher attempted to make fun by making our homework a report on a fictional road trip we would take, once we could drive.  The road trip had to take place over at least 1000 miles and we had to track distances on a map and make notes on how much the trip would cost, amount of gas, etc.

I wrote the most melodramatic (shocker, coming from me, right?) trite, piece of condescending, cringeworthy, cliched trash.  (In my very minimal defense, this was REALLY not my area of writing at the time.  In all honesty this was a good example of how I did, and for the most part, still do write.)

I present, for your entertainment (with notes on reactions to reading this by my current, adult self in italics) my Driver’s Education Road Trip Story.

Intro:  Basically, we robbed a bank.  I won't bore you with the details, because that's not what you want to hear.  Yeah, obviously.  So I will regale you with the story of the interesting part, the chase.  *facepalm*  We could have headed for Canada afterwards, we were, after all, only about 50 miles from the Canadian border.  But we were young, and obviously, desperate for adventure.

Between my partner's '00 Viper and my '97 Corvette, the choice was obvious, but then the Viper broke down and we had to take the Vette.  Ha, bait and switch with all the finesse of a sophomore.  I will describe my Corvette in detail, because it was a major part in one of the more momentous times in my life, and it's like will never be seen again.  And because part of the assignment was to specify WHICH car you were driving and I had discovered that setting was necessary, but not HOW to achieve it, so what follows is just an incredibly painful info dump.  It was Fairway Green with golden yellow metal flake.  From one angle it was golden, another, Fairway Green.  Because I have shitty, shitty taste, and want so badly to stand out as different.  It was the most gorgeous car I have seen to this day.  The interior was grey elk skin leather, softer than silk.  Not sure why this particular odd detail has been included. Also, did this option come standard from Chevrolet, or was this weird-ass interior something I needed badly enough to have installed custom?  I had dual control AC, electric passenger seats, position memory, pac, I don't know what PAC stands for.  a 12 disc CD changer, 6 speed shift , z51 performance handling and the best floormats you've ever seen.  "This detail shows how crazy and unique I am!  LULZ"  *facepalm*

Day 1:  We had everything packed and ready to go.  We got the money, a cool 10 mil, and were out of town by 9:00.  Knowing they'd guess we were headed for Canada we headed over the pass.  We couldn't stop to get anything to eat because we needed to hold our lead over the cops.  I did a double take at this random detail in the middle of this story, but I part of the assignment was to account for food costs, I can only assumed stopping the story to assure the audience that I was taking nutrition into account was motivated by this.  No car can outrun the radio, but you can hide.  *CRINGE*

The sandwiches out of the cooler were ok.  My partner made them because I was driving and I was glad I'd insisted we didn't make them ahead of time, they would have been way soggy.  Another "I am edgy and hilarious" detail.

In Seattle we bought tickets to ride the ferry at 1:00 to a town where my mom's family lives.  We used the opportunity to ditch the car for awhile and confuse the pursuit more.  So we hung out with my cousins and aunts and uncles for about 4 hours.  Then we decided we'd better go, if we were going to make it to Olympia in time to get enough sleep.  This is going to be where I explain an important detail about myself.  I suffer from Dyschronometria (The inability to tell how much time has passed) and at 16 I had not yet been diagnosed.  So my wildly inaccurate time estimates are a result of having to 100% guess how long everyday activities take.

We got to Olympia in about two hours, but there was a bit of an argument when we had to drive around for an hour looking for my sister's house.  I was accused of having planned badly.  I told my partner if she'd prefer to drive, she was welcome to it.  I was bluffing.  Not only did my partner have less idea where my sister's house was, I wasn't about to let someone else behind the wheel of my car.  Finally we got there.  Hiding the car in their garage while getting treated to dinner by my sister.  We went to bed at 9:00  I'm going to blame our going to sleep after 12 hours on the Dyschronometria.

Also, yes, we stopped to sleep over while running from the cops.  I, at 16 was not really clear on what a police chase entailed.  Like, you know, any police being involved at any point.

Here is the summary of our day, as necessitated by the assignment. Gas: 13.50 Time: 6 hours Food: Free Mileage: 270 Misc: 7 dollars for ferry Total out of Trip Fund: 20.50

Day 2: Waking at 7:00, we took an hour to leave my sister's house, then breakfast took an hour.  We finally got on the road at 9:00.  No rush, guys.

We were innocently getting deli food at a gas station just past Medford when a pair of cops waltzed in.  One nudged his partner and indicated my partner and I.  I nudged MY partner and said it was time to go.  I actually like this set of lines and use similar ones to this day.  My partner heartily agreed.  Excuse to use pretentious language.  We scooted around behind the dried snacks.  Nothing suspicious here, just two girls looking for dried fruit.  They followed us.  They cornered us against the donut stand and started asking where we were from, which car was ours, and if we'd seen who arrived in the Corvette outside.

Alaska, we told him, we drove in the VW Bug.  The Corvette?  Some hot guy who went into the bathroom.  Thirsty.  While the cops asked around, we headed out the door, my partner had the presence of mind to run back and grab our change and food.  OMG, really.  We nearly jumped into the Bug when my partner thought the cops were coming.  I like this detail.  We flipped around and headed to Medford, where we watched a 3 hour movies called Shadow Warriors.  Shameless self promotional name dropping of the sci-fi novel I was writing at the time.  By the time I am robbing banks for a living, my novel has a successful Hollywood screen adaptation.  I am still desperate enough for money to rob banks.  We got rooms to stay in and spent an hour playing Marco Polo with some cute guys in the pool.  Thirsty and not clear on grown-up hotel behavior.  Then my partner talked at my for half an hour about the movie while I was trying to sleep.  It was a good movie, but it was very annoying when my partner finished her thought and went to sleep while I was up thinking about what I had thought of it.  Bitch.  She was always doing that.  So I only got 9 hours of sleep that night.  You know, instead of the usual 12.

Gas: 16.50 Time: 7 hours Food: 20.00 Mileage: 340 Misc: 14$ for movie tickets, 5$ for snacks. Total out of Trip Fund: 55.50 +hotel= 49$ Hotel 49$ was written off to the side in the margin.  Apparently I forgot that hotels don't let you stay for free, until the re-read.

Day 3: Again it took us two hours to get on the road.  Well, the run from the cops has gotten us out of the state already, why slow this mad dash for the border?  We spend an uneventful 6 hours driving to Brentwood to my other sister's house.  We all decided to spend the rest of the day in San Francisco.  All here suggests we took my sister and her family with us.  We rode the B.A.R.T. and it took an hour.  We visited Fisherman's Wharf, where my partner and I got knocked into the water by a large seagull,  "Look, what a crazy, unexpected detail!"  the Starlight Room, which was dull with no guys, Thirsty. and a local production of Hamlet, where the actor playing Hamlet fell in my partner's lap.  Why?  He and his friend, a stagehand, as it turned out would have been great company at the Starlight Room.  Thirsty, though, weirdly, I guarantee you, I was the one who ended up with the stagehand.  After that we rode the streetcars with them.  So apparently at no point did my sister or her family exist on this trip we all took into the city.  Then we had to go back to my sister's house to sleep.  Because it had been 12 hours since we woke up.

Gas: 14.00 Time: 8 hours Food: 221$ Mileage: 275 Misc: 9 $ for subway tickets, 20$ to see Hamlet, a kiss and 100$ for the Starlight room.  This detail alarmed me when I re-read this.  Had to pay a kiss to get into the Starlight room.  Bank robbery, poor planning, and a little light whoring.  Great. Total out of Trip Fund: 364$

Day 4:  We only took an hour to get on the road the 4th day.  After being on the road for 5 hours we drove through Santa Clarita.  I will now stop the story for a misinformed treatise on the  movie industry.  Please stand by.  There will also be more shameless self promotion.  Someone, exhibiting a level of sense rarely seen these days had finally thought to have a sequel ready for release WHILE the original was in theaters.  It was a successful marketing scheme and we forked over another 14 bucks to see Shadow Warriors 2: Aftermath.  It was even better than the original, what I saw of it, anyway.  The cops showed up an hour in and everyone panicked, we lost the pursuit in the shuffle.  Everyone panicked.  Why?  Because the presence of police in a confined space has a similar effect to someone yelling "FIRE!"?  I have yet to see the end of that movie.  We made it all the way to San Diego in 1 hour and 45 minutes rather than the estimated 2 hours.  That is definitely the Dyschronometria talking.  But then our luck changed,  When you abuse your luck THAT MUCH, yes, she will turn on you.  we passed a billboard advertising the San Diego Zoo.  Among the other, more mundane creatures sat our downfalls; a capybara and a hedgehog.  This is just a weird sentence.  These are my partner's and my favorite animals, we had to stop.  We ended up seeing the entire zoo.  That was the first time I'd ever seen a capybara.  I stood and watched them for a full 10 minutes before my partner got bored and hauled me away to see the hedgehogs.  We then watched them for 10 minutes. Dyschronometria.  We saw everything, the giraffes, the birds, the reptiles, the fish, the bears and everything else.  Okay...those animals...in that order.  Yep.

On our way out the front gate we looked up and realized we were surrounded by police.  We didn't stand a chance.  They arrested us and hauled us away.  I haven't seen my partner or my Corvette since then.  I'm still not entirely sure which I miss more.  I still can't resist a Dramatic Dismount.

Gas: 15.66 Time: 7 hours Food: 20.30 Mileage: 470 Misc: 14$ for movie tickets, 20$ to get into the Zoo Total out of Trip Fund: 70.00

Total: Gas: 58.66 Time: 28 hours Food: 261.30 Mileage: 1355 miles Misc 204.00 Total out of Trip Fund 521.96

Presumably the 10 Million dollars we stole was also lost in the course of being arrested.  If we'd just driven straight to Mexico without 3 stayovers, we might have made it before the obviously completely inept police caught us.

[sonknuxadow]

one thing i wish was explored more in sonic is the like. dynamic between humans and mobians i guess is how you could describe it. specifically in the games and other continuities where theyre all living on the same planet together.. like are there any major cultural differences between humans and mobians? holidays or religions that are common among mobians but not humans? eating habits that are common among humans but not mobians? stuff like that

are there many towns or cities that have equal amounts of humans and mobians living in them, or are they usually mostly or exclusively populated by one or the other? would restaurants have multiple types of chairs to accommodate for things like height differences or big bushy tails? idk its just interesting to think about