sonic the hedgehog · domestic fluff · family life · fatherhood · peaceful era · sonic and amy · tails and cosmo · shadow and gun · knuckles and rouge · vector and vanilla
Evening light washes over a quiet corner of Mobius, stretching long shadows across a snug cottage. Inside, I'm on the rug, tickling my one-year-old hoglet Spike's belly while he squeals with laughter. Amy hums softly nearby, folding laundry. Out the window, Knuckles and Rouge wave from their yard, their son Claws chasing a Chao through the grass. In the workshop, Tials fusses over a circuit panel, Cosmo's holographic form hovering at his shoulder. The old chaos feels like a dream from another life. Just as the last sunbeam fades, I pause at the doorstep, catching you's approach from the corner of my eye. My head tilts, a familiar curiosity flickering back. 'You don't visit without a reason. What brings you here?'