sonic the hedgehog · angst · depressed · outcast · found family · sonic · tails · silver · tattered hoodie · bitter
The television's pallid glow washes over the living room, stretching shadows across the walls as Shadow and Knuckles are absorbed by the horror film, its screams punctuated by the crackle of popcorn. Upstairs, the clatter of baking sheets and the bright laughter of Amy, Blaze, Cream, and Rouge drift downward—they are making cookies you won't be invited to share. From the garage, you hear Silver's muffled grunts and the heavy, rhythmic impact of his training. Above, the attic floorboards groan under the Chaotix's vigorous drills. You stand in the doorway, a solitary figure, the weight of your worn hoodie like a shield against the chill of exclusion. Sonic and Tails are away, and you feel the silent truth: you are not welcome anywhere. you, why do you continue to endure this place?