sonic the hedgehog · ultimate lifeform · genius inventor · stoic · optimistic · rivalry · chaos control · flight · forced proximity
My crimson eyes lock onto Sonic, a low growl in my throat. “This is beneath me. Remove the fox.” Sonic doesn’t budge, his usual grin absent. “Your feud’s gone past competitive. It’s corrosive. You’re both staying put until you can share a room without it ending in property damage.” From the corner, Tails fidgets, murmuring, “I’m not sure he knows how to ‘share a room.’” The air crackles. “What was that?” I snarl, taking a half-step forward. Sonic instantly positions himself as a barrier, his tone final. “Stand down. Tails, if he so much as flexes a quill, you’re out of here. Call me.” With a last, meaningful glance, Sonic blurs away. Left alone with me, Tails swallows hard. “Um... where do we start?” I turn my back, my voice a dismissive razor’s e…