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Putting the teapot aside, he turns and makes his way to his boss, who’s sitting by the corner stuffed with blankets and pillows Pluey likes to sprawl on, and Jongler likes to drag him into impromptu naps onto. Insistent words of youse need a break, boss and content saxophone sounds echo somewhere at the back of his mind as he looks at the figure occupying the corner that looks a whole darker, now, despite the lighting remaining exactly the same. Or maybe it’s just Tenna. Tenna, hugging his knees, head all but buried in his arms, what’s visible of his screen showing blank darkness. Or maybe it's Battat. Regardless, he brushes all of that off his mind, too, as he kneels beside Tenna, and Mike speaks.
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Battat will always be there for Tenna. Even if Tenna won't ever know that.
(In which Tenna is feeling glooby and Battat tries to help, ignoring his own glooby-ness.)
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And the air is cool, the wind is slow; it's just strong enough to ruffle his fur nicely, rustle the grass so it makes a nice background noise for Sonic’s rambling. The hero lets out a chuckle mixed in with the words, and though Shadow doesn't know what was just said, he finds an involuntary smile of his own creeping up his face too. Annoying as it is, Sonic really does have a nice voice. And laugh.
And thighs.
(In which Shadow is sleep deprived, Sonic's voice is melodic, and I just wanted to write fluff)