Newly Acquired Pet Hedgehog

by BerryBerrySplash

Summary:

Being the hero is too much for Sonic. He breaks. Eggman picks him up and puts him back together, though not in the way Sonic's friends would approve.

Sonic just want to rest, Eggman sees a potential pet. A silly yet dark story.

This is NOT EggmanXSonic, Eggman is just a weirdo who is obsessed with Sonic. There will be no sexual intent between them at all.

Notes:

So my first sonic fic, I haven't written in years. I hope you guys like this

Chapter 1: Breaking

Sonic was tired, it wasn't the normal sort of tiredness that came after a long battle. It was a bone deep ache, one that had been gradually building throughout the years. 

The battles, the fights, they just never seemed to end. He couldn't even take a break, it was his duty. Whenever something big happened, he was always expected to lead, to fight, to win. 

Whenever he messed up, people judged him harsher than others, because he was Sonic The Hedgehog. He was supposed to be better. He was better, he had to be. It wasn't fair.

Sonic exhaled, eyeing the barely there panel. The silvery metal blended in well with the show. He’d only noticed it through sheer luck, the sun had hit it at just the right angle during his run, allowing the faint shine to catch his attention.

Over the years, the Hedgehog had come to learn Eggman’s building styles. Tired eyes narrowed at the panel. It was definitely eggtech. There was a chance that Eggman was nearby.

It could just be an unknown, abandoned base. But that was unlikely. The metal looked newer and better maintained than an abandoned base. 

Sonic had been here for a while now, just staring, trying to muster up the energy to do something. He didn't want to fight, but wouldn't it be bad to do nothing?

He'd been here for so long that the sun was already starting to set. His short fur was no match against the winter’s chill. At least not while he was standing still.

Why couldn't he just move? 

“Why have you remained still?” Ears twitching at the familiar voice, Sonic turned. Sage had spotted him. 

Sonic opened his mouth, but then closed it, pausing. Why was he still here? He should have left by now. 

Sage studied Sonic, her form flickering off and on. She did not sense any urgency in the other. There were also no signs of Sonic's friends anywhere nearby. “My calculations state that you won't last much longer if you remain here” She reported. 

Swallowing, Sonic managed to find his words “I don't know why I'm here” He really didn't know what else he could say. He glanced once more at the panel, brushing some snow off it to reveal a latch “I'm just… Tired” He pulled the latch, opening the door just enough for someone his size to slip through. Sage doesn't stop him from stepping inside, nor does she lock the door. He has to manually close it himself.

“Father is in his lab” Sage informs him before leaving. From her experiences regarding Sonic, she could tell that he wasn't going to attack. A part of her actually liked the blue hedgehog, and even trusted him, to an extent. The data she has on him was clear, Sonic the Hedgehog wasn't deceptive or backstabbing. Her father wouldn't be harmed. 

Sonic frowned, now alone in the hallway. He had permission to be here now? He inwardly shrugged, if he got attacked, then he'd deal with it.

 

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The lab was easy to find, Sonic had destroyed so many Eggman bases that the layouts were easy to predict.

Why was he even in here? Sonic didn't even know, but he was here so seeing Eggman was something that he would do. He may as well greet the other to prevent Eggman from attacking him for being rude. Sure he could deal with being attacked, but he didn't want to have to deal with it.

“Sonic” Eggman, put down his screwdriver, turning around to eye the other. Sage had informed him of both Sonic’s arrival, and of his strange mood. “Why are you here?” The hedgehog looked fine, if not a bit chilled.

Sonic froze, ears flattening slightly. Why was he acting like this? “I'm tired” He offered the same response he'd given Sage. He swallowed, heart suddenly pounding in his ears “I'm so tired, I can't” Why was his vision spinning? Eggman was now closer, and he himself was now sitting on the ground.

Concern was in the scientist’s tone as he spoke “What happened?” Sonic looked so small like this. He took the disoriented hedgehog’s wrist, checking his pulse. It was as fast as it normally was.

“I don't know” Sonic shook his head. Why was he acting like this? Nothing bad happened in the last few days. Eyes burning with unshed tears, Sonic curled up a bit “I'm just so tired, I want it to stop” 

“What do you want to stop?” Eggman asked, tone soft. As much as he liked to deny it. He did care for Sonic in his own weird way.

Head spinning as he tried to think, Sonic shook his head “I don't know? Everything?” He grabbed at his ears, tugging then. It hurt but cleared his head a bit “I'm just too tired” Why was he acting like this?

A small stretch of silence passed between them before Eggman sighed “Sometimes it's hard to remember that you're still just a kid” A kid that has fought against God's, wars, and himself. A kid that never got to grow up.

 It was a small secret between the two of them, Sonic was a liar when it came to his age. He wasn't a short 15 year old, he was a tall 13 year old. Sonic had denied it, but Eggman had studied his DNA. He could have used it against him, having child services chase after Sonic for longer than they had, but he didn't.

Cautiously, and gently, Eggman removed Sonic's hands from his ears “I will admit, I am tired as well” But he also didn't want to stop his fights with Sonic. They'd been fighting for so long. Sonic was always there; it would be lonely without him around. 

Sonic looked so vulnerable and small, Eggman could easily tell that he was at his breaking point. Cautious of being pricked, Eggman began to gently scratch between Sonic’s ears like he would a cat. Startling when the hedgehog seemed to go limp at the simple touch. A thought suddenly hit Eggman. Maybe instead of destroying Sonic, he could keep him?

 

Chapter 2: Cleanse

Summary:

Eggman takes care of his new pet, Sonic would be mortified if he were conscious

Notes:

Another chapter, remember, this is not a sexual story.

Eggman stared down at the unconscious Hedgehog. Slightly awed that such a simple thing like petting has rendered Sonic into this state. It made some sense though, Sonic didn't have a caregiver, he was the caregiver. 

 

Sonic's quills were laid flat, completely harmless as he combed his fingers through the blue fur. Sonic’s fur was dry, his quills too. Eggman gently scooped Sonic up, marvelling at how small he was, how easily he fit in his arms. With the right diet and rest, he was sure Sonic’s fur would soften. 

 

“Father?” Sage had appeared, now looking at Sonic curiously. She has never seen the Hedgehog seem so small.

 

“Sage” Eggman acknowledged, still petting Sonic. “Could you set up a secure but comfortable room for Sonic?” He wanted to keep the hedgehog docile for now.

 

With a nod, the AI agreed “Yes father” She paused before speaking again “Will Sonic be a prisoner?” She was unsure if he meant ‘prisoner’ or ‘guest’ standards when he said comfortable. Not all prisoners were kept uncomfortably.

 

Eggman hummed, thinking over his wording “An inescapable room, but filled with soft comforts” Sonic was used to harshness, the comfort would throw him off. “I will have Sonic as a pet” He'd been thinking about giving in and getting a cat. But a normal pet would be at risk every raid. He put more pressure into scratching Sonic’s ear. The hedgehog was durable, a raid wouldn't hurt him.

 

“Should we sedate Sonic as I prepare his room?” Sage inquired, containing Sonic was a difficult task, especially if it was meant to be a comfortable containment.

 

“We probably should” Eggman agreed. He did not want to risk the change of Sonic getting away while he was so vulnerable. He wanted that vulnerability to last. “I will get Sonic ready while you get his room ready”

 

With that Sage left and Eggman headed towards the infirmary. It was easy to measure out the correct amount to sedate Sonic. It wouldn't keep him unconscious, but it would make him sluggish, disoriented. Eggman measured a handful of more doses and securely pocketed them. 

 

Now with Sonic secure and mostly sedated, Eggman started to head towards the washroom. Sonic was filthy, there was dried mud splattered throughout his fur and quills. If the blue hedgehog was to be his pet, he must be clean enough to not soil the furniture with his muck.

 

Testing the water with his fingers, Eggman places Sonic in the tub, propping him up as he fills it with warm water. He couldn't help but grimace as the water is quick to turn a murky brown. We're all mobians this dirty? Sonic hadn't looked nearly as dirty as the water suggested.

 

Sighing, Eggman took a fresh cloth and began gently scrubbing Sonic. He’d have to drain and refill the tub a few times for sure, but for now he could do an initial scrub.

 

Eggman paused when he took into account Sonic’s shoes and gloves. The hedgehog surely couldn't bathe in them right? That was unsanitary. He should have removed the articles before putting Sonic in the tub.

 

Well, what's done is done. Eggman gently removed Sonic's gloves. All he really knew about mobian hands was that they were sensitive. The information was strangely hard to obtain. 

 

Eggman hummed, eyeing but not directly touching Sonic’s paws. Because that's what they were. His paws were tan with adorable pink little toe beans. He also had tiny claws. Unable to help himself, Eggman gave in and flexed one of Sonic’s paws like he would a cat, curiosity sparking as the tiny claw unsheathed with pressure. It was adorable, he remembered doing the same thing with his neighbor's cat when he was a child. After a few more paw flexes, Eggman gave the paws a gentle scrub before leaving them alone. 

 

Removing Sonic’s shoes ended up being much harder than removing his gloves, the things had locks on them. But he eventually managed to pry them off. They were now damaged but that was better than having Sonic’s feet sit in wet shoes for possible hours. The stench that would cause… 

 

Sonic’s feet ended up being just as cute as his paws, maybe more so. They were bigger, with larger toe beans to match. Since he'd always checked out Sonic’s paws, he just washed his feet gently.

 

Eggman rinsed, filled the tub, and scrubbed Sonic three times before the water came back crystal clear. Now looking at Sonic, the scientist was a bit shocked. Sonic was an even brighter blue than he'd thought. That meant that the hedgehog had been perpetually filthy the entire time he'd known him. He would make sure Sonic remained this newly discovered shade of blue.

 

A soft fluffy towel was swiftly swiped from the rack. Eggman carefully dried off the hedgehog, carefully shifting both fur and quills to make Sonic as dry as possible. Sonic’s fur now felt softer than before, but not as soft as it could be.

 

Once Sonic was dry, Eggman gently began to run a comb though Sonic's quills, straightening them out. He absentmindedly poked the edge of a stray quill. Should he dull them? Maybe not right away. That would surely cause panic and distrust, but maybe later, once Sonic was more settled in. 

 

He wanted to ease Sonic in, he didn't want a fight. He would use kindness and care to bring Sonic to his side mentally. He glanced down at the Hedgehog, Sonic was already at his side physically.

 

With bathing done, Eggman poked Sonic with another weak sedative and called for Sage “Is the room ready yet?” He asked. It'd taken quite a while to get Sonic fully clean.

 

“I have just finished the arrangements father” Sage answered. Surprised but not commenting on how bright Sonic's fur was now. “Should I locate new gloves and shoes for Sonic?”

 

Eggman paused, he hadn't put the wet garments back onto the hedgehog “No…” The clothes weren't for modesty, and he wanted Sonic to be overwhelmed, vulnerable. “Pets don't wear clothes” 

 

Notes:

This was fun to write, poor Sonic how will he react once he's awake?

Chapter 3: Ease

Summary:

Sonic's relationship with Sage has always been better compared to his own with Eggman.

Sage comes in first to ease Sonic, keeping him docile.

Notes:

Another chapter~
This was fun to write, hope you enjoy

Sonic's head hurt, he felt so groggy and heavy. A small whine escaped him as he nuzzled into deep softness. It hurt, why couldn't he just go back to sleep? At least the blankets were nice, he was buried and it was lovely.

 

Blue ears suddenly perked up, his body doing the same. Though he had to fight against the sheer amount of blankets before he was finally free. 

 

Looking around, Sonic found himself in a strange room. The lighting was very dim but he could see that the entire room was filled with blankets and pillows. Well, there was a shelf to the left, but it just held lots of bottled water and a lamp.

 

Where was he? Sonic stood up, stumbling a bit. His legs felt weak but he managed to make his way towards the door. His hand hesitated over the doorknob, emeralds widening as he realized that his gloves were missing. A panicked glance down revealed that his feet were bare as well.

 

Ears flattening against his skull, Sonic grimaced as he turned the doorknob. It hurt. He was both a lazy and busy person, he always skipped the recommended sensory practice that practically all mobian did to prevent such extreme sensitivity.

 

The door opened with ease, but Sonic still hesitated. His room was filled with blankets, the ground outside his room was grated metal. Glancing back into the room, Sonic contemplated making a path of blankets. He shook his head, that would take too long. He'd just have to deal with walking on it. 

 

Sonic took a step and promptly fell forward. The metal digging into his feet was too much, it was scratchy, it hurt. It was digging into his hands now too after catching himself. Sonic’s head began to swim, he was used to pain, he got hurt all the time. This was just a type of pain he wasn't accustomed to 

 

He shook his head. No no, he wasn't in pain. It was just too much stimulation, that was it. The hedgehog took in a shaky breath. It was so much.

 

“Sonic, please return to your room” Sage allowed herself to be seen, having been watching the hedgehog intensely. The other’s pain was unanticipated. She had been instructed to leave the room unlocked, otherwise Sonic would have been trapped inside.

 

Sonic couldn't really understand much over the bombardment of sensations, but he vaguely felt cool hands gently nudge him. “Eggman upgraded you…” He breathed, allowing himself to fall back. He didn't make it into the room, but now neither his hands nor feet were in contact with the floor.

 

Sage titled her head “Yes, father wanted me to be able to experience more of the world” Seeing Sonic like this, she now really understood why her father didn't give Sonic his clothes back. There was a zero percent chance of Sonic being able to run like this.

 

Sonic just laid there, breathing, willing the phantom sensations to fade away already. “Why am I here? And where are my clothes?” 

 

“You said that you were tired, father has tidied you and and put you to rest” Sage motioned towards the room “Your clothing was filthy and disposed up”

 

Ears flat in alarm, Sonic sat up “I need those” He was careful to use his core body strength instead of his limbs.

 

Sage tilted her head “I apologize, but I can't retrieve any replacements for you” She eyed the grated floor “However I will look into making the floor more bearable” Flat metal should suffice. It didn't matter before, everyone wore shoes.

 

“Why would you need to change the floor for me?” Sonic asked, he wasn't going to be staying long.

 

The AI was silent for a moment as she calculated her response. “Father is also tired, he is willing to stop attacking if you remain here” If father kept attacking, Sonic’s friends would eventually locate Sonic. Her current duty was to placate the Hedgehog, Sonic was more amiable with her than with her father.

 

Sage appeared closer, startling Sonic a bit, making his hand graze the ground. She used the distraction to inject a weaker sedative into Sonic. Wanting to keep him off balance and weak. “The two of us both know that father is fond of you, he just shows it in more unique ways” 

 

Sonic huffed, not denying “That doesn't explain why he wants me to stay” He was tired, but he didn't feel like he was in any danger yet.

 

Expression softening, Sage put her hand on Sonic’s head, between his ears and rubbed like she’d seen her father do “Father wishes to take care of you” As a pet. “If he is busy with you, he won't have any time to take over the world” A mostly true statement.

 

His eyes closed as he gave in to the soft scratches. They were light, barely there, but it still felt good. Barely anyone ever touched him like this… Only Eggman and Sage.

 

The hedgehog reluctantly moved his head away from the pleasant sensation. Eggy not attacking people sounded good. It wouldn't last though, it never did. “You're trying to convince me to stay” He breathed, eyes still closed. His head was hurting again.

 

“I am” Sage admitted, coercion first, then if that didn't work, they would use gentle force. “I don't want father to accidentally die during a fight” She gently touched Sonic’s cheek “Father is obsessed with you” He will own Sonic soon enough.

 

Sonic opens his eyes, glancing back at the room. He was so tired, and his head hurt “I'll stay for a bit” Just until he feels better. He didn't think he'd be able to make it home.

 

Sage smiled “Good Sonic” She scratched the base of Sonic’s ear. She’d succeed in keeping Sonic docile. Once he was more comfortable and relaxed, her father could work on Sonic some more. “I will bring you your meal, you must eat it all to be healthy. Your quills are not healthy” She vanis

hed, leaving Sonic’s denials to the empty air.

 

 

Notes:

Sonic has been getting a lot of drugs put into him without his knowledge, poor guy

Chapter 4: Manipulative

Summary:

Sonic is so out of it, Eggman uses it to his advantage.

Notes:

This is so fun ^-^ I'm really hoping people are liking this

Sonic was back in the room, his poor feet feeling the relief of the soft blankets. Sage had kept her word, she had brought a variety of nuts, fruits, cheese, and meats. All of it was delicious, especially the chao fruit. He loved chao fruit but got scolded whenever he took even a small piece in someone else’s presence. It was precious and meant only for chaos.

 

His headache had worsened a bit after eating the food so he washed it all down with some bottled water. A grogginess coming over him. He was warm, comfortable, and fed. Sonic yawned, crawling over towards the biggest bundle of blankets, burrowing himself deep inside. He was out in a matter of seconds.

 

 

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Eggman was fiddling with his newest creation. It wasn't one of his more advanced or impressive creations, but it was a more personal one.

 

It was a small red collar. Sturdy enough to hold up against Sonic's quills, but thin enough that it wouldn't cause too much discomfort. It was a bit heavier than he'd wanted, and he'd have to refill the injection needle every few days.

 

The drugs were mild, meant to slightly weaken, disorientate and make Sonic more complacent. It was good that the hedgehog had already arrived unwell, that meant that he wouldn't suspect drugging. Everything Sonic consumed would also have slight sedatives.

 

Now, getting Sonic to actually wear the collar? That may be a bit difficult. Sneaking it on while he was asleep? Very possible, but he wanted Sonic to accept it. 

 

Eggman hummed, pocketing the collar as he headed towards Sonic’s room. The floor in front of it was now a flat metal instead of grates. They'd have to work on replacing all the grates eventually. 

 

He entered silently, laughing inwardly at the pile Sonic had buried himself in. Eggman made his way over, carefully unburying his pet. Sonic looked comfortable and well groomed. He sat down next to him, gently petting Sonic's ears and head, occasionally driving down his spine like he would a cat.

 

Sonic was so soft, yet at the same time, the hedgehog could shred his hand to bits if he wanted. Yes, he would definitely blunt Sonic’s quills in the future. Eggman just stayed there, sitting down and petting Sonic. It was just as calming as petting his neighbor's cat had been. The purring was just as good.

 

Eggman paused, a small smirk playing on his lips as he realized that Sonic was actually purring, he hadn't been imagining it. He gave a nice and hard scritching to Sonic's left ear, feeling the hedgehog shift, pushing into the touch as the purring rose in volume. 

 

He hadn't even realized that Sonic would be able to purr. He was just like a cat. It was wonderful. With how big he himself was, and how small Sonic was… Eggman gently lifted Sonic, putting the hedgehog in his lap. A normal cat would be too small, but Sonic was a perfectly sized pet. He continued to pet Sonic.

 

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Sonic grumbled, purr stuttering as he shifted awake. His head hurt so much, why wasn’t his headache going away? He was warm, comfortable, and someone was petting him. Sonic contemplated flexing his quills, but the gentle touches were soothing.

 

The hedgehog didn't even have to open his eyes to know that Eggman was the one petting him. It was weird, it felt good, he didn't have the energy to fight right now. Ever since Starfall Island, things between the two of them have been more tame. They still fought, but it was less vicious.

 

“Eggman” Sonic inwardly frowned at how he’d slurred “Why?” Forming full sentences was difficult, his head was so foggy. 

 

The scientist gave a nice hard scritch to Sonic’s ear “No need to talk, just be good” He scratched harder at the word ‘good’ “You're tired, I'm tired. Just let me take care of you”

 

Sonic’s purr deepened, the pressure on his ear feeling too good. It was so confusing, but it felt so good. His brain was telling him that he should probably run away but… He liked it, this gentle petting. He didn't have to worry about Eggman building something because Eggman was with him. Sonic jolted slightly, the scratching had gradually shifted from his head to under his chin. He melted.

 

Eggman felt so lucky, his pet was so touch-starved. “I could keep you, care for you” The Hedgehog’s gaze was glazed from the drugs, but he knew that Sonic could hear and understand him. He took the collar out of his pocket “I'll put this collar on you and you can become my pet, everyone would be safe” He increased the pressure of his petting “You'd just have to be good and let me take care of you” it was a bit risky bringing out the collar so soon… “You can just rest, let me take it from here”

 

The hedgehog blinked up at Eggman, feeling woozy and overwhelmed as the doctor started playing with his hand. It was too much “Rest…” Everything has been too much lately. Thinking hurt, his head hurt. Everything but his head felt wonderful. Would it really be wrong for him to just chase some affection? To let himself be taken care of? It would only be temporary, Eggman wasn't one to keep his word. “Fine” Sonic closed his eyes. It was just a dumb collar, if he couldn't get it off later, Tails could help him. The thought of guaranteed rest… it was too good to pass up.

 

Eggman’s mouth dropped in slight shock, he quickly recovered himself. “You're so good Sonic, my new and precious pet” He made sure to give extra good scratches at the word ‘good’ like he always did before gently tilting up Sonic’s neck and snapping the collar around his neck. “Tell me if it needs adjusting okay? You're so good” The tiny Eggman logo dogtag hung around Sonic’s neck made him feel so accomplished. The hedgehog was his.

 

Sonic grumbled a bit, the collar felt weird but not uncomfortable. It was a worthy price to pay if it meant that he'd be getting true rest.

 

Notes:

Please comment if you enjoyed, it's good motivation for writing more

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Chapter 5: Claws

Summary:

Eggman intentionally has Sonic make an uninformed decision

Notes:

So... I hadn't been planning on writing more today/yesterday but lovely comments got me excited.

Days passed, and they all blended in the same for Sonic. He would wake up in the comfortably dim room, be fed, and then get manhandled and pet for the rest of the day in between his eating and rest. His head was all foggy and often hurt, but it seemed to be slowly getting better. 

 

Sonic had rarely ever left his room, and when he did. Eggman was kind enough to carry him. Walking with his bare feet was still painful. So the trips to the washroom were mainly just floaty, letting Eggman do whatever as he just basked in the care. He didn't have to think, he could just relax and rest. There was no danger, no harm, just gentle softness and care.

 

Being bathed every day was a bit strange. He was used to just having a quick shower off and on. Sonic deeply regretted his past actions, his fur was a lot softer and brighter than it’d ever been. He often found himself nuzzling his cheek into his arm. The hedgehog couldn't blame Eggman for wanting to pet him so much, he was so soft.

 

“Sonic, paw” Eggman held out his hand, they were in the medical bay. He was quite pleased with how cooperative the hedgehog has been. Though he wasn't completely sure how much of it was the drugs he was steadily injecting into Sonic. He'd already refilled his pet’s collar with more chemicals. Now it was time to deal with Sonic’s claws.

 

Sonic blinked, taking a few seconds to register the command before placing his bare paw in Eggman’s hand. Thankfully his hands were starting to fade better with touch, unlike his feet. A small purr escaped as he got a nice scritch and ‘good’ in response. 

 

Eggman eyed the machine he’d placed on the table. What he was about to do, wouldn't be able to be undone. It could also temporarily set back his progress with Sonic. “Cutting your claws is so tedious and tiring right?” Eggman asked, tone soft as he circled Sonic's paw pad with a finger. 

 

The hedgehog gave a tired nod in response, unable to hold in his shiver. He hated cutting his claws, the pressure of a clipper or file on them was always too much. 

 

The scientist gently placed Sonic’s paw in a weird metal device “Would you like to never have to deal with cutting your claws ever again?” He asked, tone soft as he gently guided Sonic’s other paw into the device too.

 

Never doing another clipping again? “Yes” Sonic was a bit impressed that Eggman managed to find a chemical to prevent claw growth. “Smart” He slurred. The chemical was probably going to hurt temporarily, that was why Eggman was restraining him.

 

“Good” Eggman breathed “Can I have your hind paws too?” It would be best to do them all at once, less pain that way.

 

Sonic tilted his head, frowning a bit at the wording but complied, he was already sitting on the table. Though he couldn't help but flinch as his sensitive back paws were gently moved and secured. He was positioned somewhat like that one stretch he didn't know the name of, with all paws out in front of him as he sat.

 

Eggman gave Sonic’s head a soothing pet before working on clasping something onto every single claw. “I'm going to numb you” He brought out two four large needles, injecting each one into a different paw. He waited for the numbing to kick in, petting Sonic as he waited. “Can you feel any of your paws?” Eggman asked, giving a harsh pinch to each one.

 

“I can't feel them at all” Sonic stated, curious. Why did he need restraints if he was being numbed? 

 

“Okay” Eggman gave Sonic some chin scritches “Close your eyes” He gave another head scratch as a reward when Sonic complied “You agreed to this” The scientist highly doubted that Sonic actually understood what was happening. He wasn't against gaslighting his pet if it came to it though.

 

The scientist pressed a button and looked away, holding Sonic steady as the hedgehog’s whole body jerked with the motion of the machine ripping out all of his claws at the root.

 

Emeralds flashed open in confused panic, feeling more lucid than he'd been in a long while “My claws!?” Sonic hadn't expected to be declawed! He'd just thought there'd be a chemical to prevent growth. He couldn't feel the damage, but blood was pouring from all of his paws. 

 

“It's okay, it's okay, you're good” Eggman was quick to soothe Sonic, discreetly injecting the hedgehog with a high level sedative. Sonic was quick to fall into unconsciousness. “Sage, help me patch Sonic up” He didn't want his pet to die or get sick from infection.

 

Sage quickly appeared, eyeing the blood with concern “Father, I have read that declawing was detrimental to a pet's health?” She was a bit confused, she hadn't been notified of this ahead of time. She still brought over the required medical supplies.

 

Eggman nodded, making quick work in stitching Sonic up, removing unnecessary parts of his paws but keeping the cute beans intact. “You would be correct, but Sonic is more intelligent than a normal pet, he will adapt better” His foolish pet had unknowingly agreed to this procedure.

 

The AI observed Sonic’s back paws with concern. The way her father had stitched up the paws, especially the back ones…. They were clean, neat. Sonic would be extremely distressed once the bandages were removed. It was actually a bit distressing for herself. “Did you need to remove so much of the bones?” She inquired.

 

Looking away, Eggman nodded “Yes… Sonic is my pet, this will help in his complete adjustment” It would be extremely hard for Sonic to go back to his regular life now. “We will keep Sonic unconscious for at least a few days” That way Sonic's panic wouldn't hinder his healing “What's done is done” He breathed, there was no going back now.

Notes:

So.... Sonic got declawed, and possibly more?

 

Declawing is bad, in real life it's like removing the last knuckle of your poor kitty's paw. It messes with how they walk causing future arthritis and worse.

I really hope you enjoyed~
I love comments ^-^

Chapter 6: Paws

Summary:

Sonic realized the true extent of the damage to his paws. He also realizes, that he's in no condition to escape

Notes:

Aaaaa all the comments made me so excited, I had to write more

Eggman and Sage monitored Sonic’s paws religiously over the next few days. Cleaning them and keeping any signs of infection at bay. It didn't take too long before the stitches were able to be removed thanks to Sonic’s fast healing. 

 

The doctor had contemplated long and hard on how he wanted Sonic to wake up. Eventually Eggman had come to the conclusion that he wanted Sonic to wake up all alone, allowing the blue blue to freak out in peace before swooping in with reassurances and praises.

 

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Sonic awoke slowly, head heavy as he's surrounded by warmth and comfort. His limbs felt sluggish as he sat up rubbing his eyes.

 

The hedgehog froze, his fuzzy memories coming back to him as he noticed the white bandages covering all of his paws. They were bandages thickly, like he had mitts on over his paws.

 

Heart beating rapidly, Sonic bit at the bandages on his left paw, unable to use his fingers through the bandages. They were wrapped tight, but eventually he managed to uncover his paw.

 

Sonic swallowed, eyes burning. His hands… They truly looked like animal paws now. His fingers were cut down so short. A fearful tremble ran through his frame as he flexed his paw. There was no pain. Emeralds glanced at his other paw, already dreading uncovering it. 

 

Using his left paw to remove that bandage was impossible. Only further upsetting the hedgehog as he was forced to use his teeth until both paws were free. They were as effective as a cat’s paw, he couldn't really grip and his thumbs were useless. He couldn't even open his water bottles anymore without using his teeth and awkwardly gripping it in his paws.

 

The hedgehog just closed his eyes, shock and numbness warring within him. He… Wouldn't be able to live like he used to after this… Tails would need to build him some sort of gadget to let him hold stuff.

 

A small whine escaped him as he thought about his feet. They were bandages just like his paws. He really messed up this time. Sonic didn't want to unwrap his feet, he was scared, not wanting to face reality.

 

Sonic just sat there for a long while, heath throbbing the whole time. “Okay, I need to do this” He spoke to himself, hoping the statement would give him some energy. It didn't. 

 

Fussing with his feet bandages only made his whines grow louder. His paws were not working, at all. Thankfully he was flexible and his teeth were sharp. 

 

As the bandages fell away, Sonic couldn't help the wail of despair. His feet had ended up like his paws, except more bone had been removed. His lower paws…. The pink beans stick out at the top. Sonic bit his lip drawing blood. How could he run with feet like this? A tremor shook his frame. Could he even walk like this?

 

He scrambled to reveal his last paw, mourning his mistakes. There was a numbness in his feet, one that he could tell was medically induced. He could still flex them, but he couldn't really feel any sensitivity or pain.

 

Cheeks wet with tears, Sonic stood up. More blood was drawn from his lip as he tried to find his center of balance. Okay. Sonic took a deep breath, if he could stand, he could walk. He'd just need to adapt. He was good at adapting, Sonic was a very adaptable hedgehog.

 

Sonic shifted his stance, leaning all around to see which one felt the most stable. Being completely upright felt the least stable. The lack of support that he used to have made him feel like he was falling over. Leaning forward gave the most stability. Sonic crouched down, becoming miffed that crawling was the easiest way to move.

 

He let his limbs go loose, falling flat onto his bundle of blankets. Eggman really was trying to make him his pet. Sonic curled up into a ball. His fastest speed would now be on all fours… Why wasn't he seething in rage?!? He should be, but he wasn't.

 

A sudden jolt of fear ran down his spine as a thought hit him. What if Eggman adjusted his legs so that he was forced to be on all fours?! Eggman was obviously dead set on making him into his pet. He was declawed like a cat… Nonono! The sudden thought made him feel physically sick.

 

The sound of the doorknob turning shook the hedgehog out of his thoughts. Quills rising as Eggman walked through the door.

 

“How do you feel?” Eggman asked, as if he hadn't just mutilated Sonic's paws. The hedgehog looked both stressed and scared. Good, the drugs were numbing his fight instincts.

 

“You declawed me!” Sonic’s voice wavered as he spoke. He hadn’t expected Eggman to go so far 

 

Eggman nodded, approaching Sonic. The hedgehog seemed to tense, but wasn’t moving otherwise. Was that fear or the drugs? He knew Sonic wouldn't be able to escape as he was. “You agreed to it, you didn't want to have your claws cut ever again” He wasn't lying Sonic had unknowingly agreed.

 

Sonic flinched as Eggman’s hand approached, but otherwise stayed still to let himself get pet. He wasn't capable of escape just yet. He just knew Eggman had a bunch of fail-safes. He grumbled, the petting felt good, he could already feel himself unconsciously relaxing. What was wrong with him?!? “I thought that you would use chemicals to prevent future growth” Sonic looked away, refusing to meet Eggman’s gaze.

 

“Such a thing does not exist Sonic” Eggman applied more pressure, inwardly smirking at the stuttered purrs. Sonic was fighting, and failing to contain them. “You were so good” He gently scratched under Sonic’s chin before gently taking his left paw and petting it. “It's okay, you will be okay”

 

“I can't even open a bottle or walk properly anymore!” Sonic hissed, ears flat as he bared his teeth. He was scared. Right now, he wouldn't win in a fight. He needed to heal and adjust first.

 

Eggman eyed the raised quills “You don't need to, just be good and let me care for you” 

Notes:

Drugged and fearful.... Will Sonic be able to get out of this?

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Chapter 7: Trapped

Summary:

Sonic can't do anything, it scares him

Notes:

So many wonderful comments, this makes me so happy

Sonic wanted to bite Eggman, he really really wanted to. He couldn't though. He needed to heal and learn how to run again. His ears remained plastered to his head despite the purrs being forced out of him. “What do you really plan to do to me?” He was terrified.

 

He felt the familiar motion of Eggman picking him up, he allowed himself to be placed in the other’s lap. Sonic needed answers. For once, the unknown sounded scary to him.

 

“Your quills are currently in the process of being softened by the special shampoos and soaps that I've been using on you” Eggman states softly, running his fingers through the soft fur. He'd thought about trimming but he was fond of Sonic's iconic quill style “They will still feel like quills, they just won't be able to actually poke anything” Besides blunt poking like a stick or pencil.

 

Feeling sicker than before, Sonic swallowed. His quills, his main weapon, blunted “Is it permanent?” He couldn't stop the tremble that ran through him.

 

“Somewhat” Eggman admitted, petting the hedgehog “It's softening your current quills, but any new ones you grow won't need to be softened” The special concoctions worked on Sonic’s roots, changing the structure of any future quills. He gave Sonic ear scritches as he continued “You don't have to fight anymore, you can just relax and be cared for”

 

Emeralds narrowed, a purr laced growl slipping out “Declawing is inhumane no matter the species” The painkillers he was on must be mega strong. He couldn't run and he couldn't use his quills… When he escaped, he wouldn't be able to fight anymore. He wasn't smart like Tails, he'd just be in the way.

 

Eggman nodded, it was a horrible procedure “You needed to be disarmed” Permanently “All you need to do is be good” More petting “You will heal, and you will be dependent on me” His precious pet, unable to escape.

 

“I don't want to stay here” Sonic had messed up big time. Why did he let offers of care pull him in?!? It was supposed to be temporary “My friends will look for me, they'll find me” He had so many loyal friends. At least one of them would find him.

 

“Pet, you do realize that it is very normal for you to disappear right? You've been gone for months before” Sonic’s free roaming lifestyle would work greatly in his favor. By the time those fools realized that Sonic was actually missing, the hedgehog will have already become a happy and obedient pet “If I just lay low and don't attack anyone, nobody will find us” It's been long enough, it should be safe to start injecting Sonic again. He quickly picked the hedgehog. 

 

Sonic’s vision blurred slightly “I keep getting bad headaches, do something about it” Eggman had claimed that he'd care for him right?

 

Eggman hummed, switching from petting to gently massaging Sonic's temple “Before you were ill, however now I suspect it's probably from stress” Stress was definitely playing a part, but the main culprit was probably all the injections the hedgehog was getting. He glanced down at Sonic “I'll have Sage bring you food and I'll leave you to eat and rest” 

 

Frowning, Sonic crawled away so that he was no longer in Eggman's lap. He did feel hungry now that he thought about it. Really hungry “No headache medicine?” 

 

“You're on a lot of painkillers right now, and you've been unconscious for days to heal” And a lot of other drugs, he wouldn't mention those though.

 

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Sonic stared blankly at the food Sage had left. It was far, but near the door where there were no blankets that he could mess up. He couldn't see what was in the bowls yet. 

 

Trying to walk led to him getting a face full of blankets. His limbs just wouldn't cooperate with him yet, so he crawled over. Sonic would try walking again when his paws were no longer numb.

 

Peering inside, Sonic was pleased to see small cut up pieces of meats and fruits. Though he frowned when he saw no forks and that one of the bows held water. Shrugging, Sonic went to snatch up a chunk of chao fruit, except he failed. Ears flattening, the hedgehog now understood the lack of utensils. He wouldn't be able to use them. Trying to pick anything up with his paws was useless.

 

Appetite now lacking, Sonic gave the bowls a better look. They were engraved pet bowls, though instead of his name, they just said ‘Pet’. Eggman had called him Pet a few times, and he'd responded to it.

 

He wasn't hungry at all anymore. Sonic wearily looked down at his useless paws. He needed to eat in order to regain his strength. Sonic leaned down, flinching when his collar’s tag clinked against the fruit bowl. He'd honestly forgotten about it. Sonic shook his head and began to eat. It felt weird, eating from a bowl like an actual pet. He was just thankful that he wasn't eating actual pet food.

 

When he finished, his stomach was comfortably full and his muzzle was covered with grease, water and some fruit residue. Eating without getting himself messy had been hard, but he'd done his best. 

 

Sonic grimaced, flexing his face. The sticky fruit juice tugging at his fur was annoying. He licked his muzzle, rubbing the back of his paws on it. It only helped a bit. He licked his paw to clean it then rubbed his face again. Better, but it wasn't all gone. He needed a facecloth. His paws would have to do for now. The hedgehog huffed, at least they were good for something. He continued to wipe his face until it no longer bothered him.

 

His ears were still flat as he crawled away from the bowls to hide himself under the pile of soft blankets. Tiredness was pulling at him. Staying awake after eating was impossible. Sonic let out a small whine as he curled up. He wanted to go home.

 

 

Notes:

Eggman is so manipulative....

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Chapter 8: Eternal

Summary:

Sonic... Has been here for a long time

Notes:

Aaaaa so many awesome comments. I'm a bit unwell but I had to write this and get my excitement out

Sonic did his best to eat and heal, to get back his strength. It just wasn't working. He was eating more often, and much healthier foods than what he was used to. His fur and quills were soft with a healthy sheen. Yet for some reason, his body felt weak and his headaches persisted.

 

He wasn't sure how long he'd been here. The hedgehog just knew that it'd been a long while. Most of his time was spent either sleeping or just blanked. Like his mind stopped working and he just went on autopilot.

 

Eggman hadn't caused him any harm since that horrible declawing incident. In fact, he was treated quite well, for a captive. A captive that had the role of a pet. He just ate, slept, and let Eggman do whatever with him. Though sometimes, he did attempt to escape during his rare clear headed moments.

 

He rarely saw Sage, ever since he'd been declawed, the AI seemed to avoid him as much as possible. Sneaking in food when he slept, only appearing near him whenever Eggman summoned her.

 

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Sonic gazed blankly at his metallic copy. Eggman had stopped bothering to lock his door, knowing that escape would be near impossible. He'd made it down a few halls before Metal Sonic captured him. There'd been no battle, the robot just scuffed him and began dragging him.

 

“Metal…. Please let me go” Sonic asked, ears and tail dropping pitifully. Even when he was in peak condition the other was a difficult opponent. Now he was no match for Metal. This escape attempt was a total failure.

 

“......” Metal Sonic paused, dropping the hedgehog onto the ground. His inferior looked so weak. Metallic fingers rustled through organic quills, noting how flimsy they were “.....” Now there was no contest. Metal grabbed one of Sonic's hind paws and observed it, completely flipping Sonic over. Defective. Metal continued to drag the hedgehog to his room, this time by the paw, ignoring the tired complaints.

 

Sonic sighed, too tired to feel humiliated. Getting as far as he had… Had taken a lot of effort. Tears burned in the corners of his eyes. There was no escape. Nothing he did worked, and if he did manage to leave the building. Metal would surely hint him down.

 

Seeing his inferior copy so quiet and still was weird. This was Metal’s first time actually seeing Sonic since their last battle. Metal Sonic roughly tossed the useless hedgehog into the room before leaving. He wasn't worth the effort.

 

Landing and having some breathing knocked out of him. Sonic began freely crying once Metal Sonic was completely gone. Everything was wrong. He shouldn't be here. All he’d wanted was some actual rest. Now he was permanently disabled, unable to go back to the life he'd always known. 

 

Sonic held his head in his paws, trying to ground himself. Even if he did get away, he would be hunted down, a target. A liability. Eggman had always been obsessed with him, but now it was worse. There would be no respite, his life would be filled with nothing but hiding. He would be nothing but a burden to his friends.

 

There was no escape. The hedgehog cried himself to sleep as a strong wave of headache and nausea ran through him.

 

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Eggman sighed as he finished drying Sonic off. He’d have to instruct Metal Sonic to carry Sonic back next time to prevent the need for an unscheduled bath.

 

The hedgehog had woken up sometimes during the bath, but he'd just stayed limp, letting the doctor scrub him down. He…. Baths conflicted him. They were always warm and gentle and the scrubbing felt so nice. His head lolled to the side as Eggman once more picked him up. The only problem was that he couldn't wash himself well, not anymore. His paws couldn't hold things or scrub well. Sonic actually needed Eggman's help now with most things. 

 

“You’ve had an eventful day haven't you?” Eggman asked, tone light, it was always amusing to see the hedgehog try to crawl his way to escape. While Sonic could somewhat walk upright, it was very slow. Crawling was faster, therefore better for escaping. He ruffled his hands through Sonic’s quills, enjoying the softness. He'd been giving Sonic a special quill growth tonic, it made the hedgehog both lose and gain quills more quickly.

 

Sonic just just kept silent, limbs limp as he was moved around. Dissociation was nice. He was good at it.

 

A dark smirk made itself present on Eggman’s lips “Our birthday is next month” How fitting, both himself and his pet shared the same birthday. Eggman played with Sonic's fuzzy ears “My lovely pet was born on my birthday for me, I just didn't understand until recently”

 

The hedgehog was snapped back to reality. His birthday was June 23rd. He'd been captured in January.

 

Eggman chuckled, ignoring his pet’s obvious breakdown. They happened a lot “How will we celebrate?” He pet Sonic a bit before reaching for Sonic’s toothbrush and toothpaste from the bathroom counter. The hedgehog could no longer hold a toothbrush properly and he did not want Sonic to get any cavities.

 

He spread the correct amount of toothpaste onto the toothbrush “Open up” Sonic obeyed. Even when Sonic was in his more lucid states, the hedgehog never fought brushing his teeth. It was cute, and probably because his pet was afraid of the consequences of getting a cavity.

 

The scientist brushed Sonic’s teeth, making sure to get every inch “It will be our very first birthday with you as my pet” Eggman grinned “The first of many” Sonic would last longer than any normal pet would, another wonderful boon. The doctor hummed, maybe he should sedate Sonic later. He'd had to weaken some of the drugs recently. His poor pet’s liver had gotten a bit inflamed a few days ago. Even Sonic's metabolism had limits.

 

Months…. Eventually years. Sonic titled his head staring blankly at Eggman. He… No. Nonononon.

 

Sonic lunged.

 

Notes:

Did the chapter name worry you? Anyways thank you for reading I hope you enjoyed.

Chapter 9: Consequences

Summary:

The consequences of his actions

Notes:

So many comments, so happy!

Sage was conflicted, not knowing what to do. Father… Father was dead. Sonic was still fast, it'd only taken a moment for the hedgehog to snap and sink his fangs into her father's neck. Sharp teeth had gotten the jugular, blood had spewed fast.

 

By the time she's been able to react. Eggman had died and Sonic’s teeth were still clamped down hard. The hedgehog’s eyes open but unseeing. It wasn't a planned attack. Sonic’s whole front was covered in blood.

 

The death of her father was unacceptable. Yet at the same time, it hasn't been done out of malice, just plain instinct. Instinct that her father had triggered.

 

Sage knew Sonic well, Starfall Islands had given a deep look into the hedgehog’s mind. She liked and respected the hedgehog. The AI also knew that Sonic would not be okay once he snapped back to reality. He was not a killer. 

 

What should she do? Obviously she’ll have to lay her father to rest. But then what? As much as she disliked it, Eggman’s death was his own fault. 

 

She flickered around the room. Sonic needed to be dealt with as well. But how? The hedgehog’s life was practically ruined, he would not be able to run free like the wind. Would death be a mercy for him? Sage did not feel the need to harm Sonic any further. Her father had gone way too far with the declawing.

 

Sage grimaced. Death would not be ideal. Additionally, Sonic had been the embodiment of hope. Once all the drugs were completely flushed, the blue hedgehog may be able to find his own way. Somehow.

 

The AI left the bathroom, reappearing in the mechanical bay “Metal, father is dead” She would need his help.

 

Metal tilted his head ‘How?’ He did not feel too saddened. Loyalty was there, but without Eggman around it didn't matter.

 

“Sonic snapped and accidentally killed him” Sage stated. It was saddening ‘“I need you to keep an eye on him, keep him alive while I'm gone” She would give Sonic a chance to have a continued life.

 

‘Affirmative’ Metal Sonic agreed. He would prevent his inferior copy from dying. With the other no longer being a suitable target, he had no reason to attack. He had already won. It would be beneath him to attack now.

 

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With Sonic’s physical care being ensured albeit only staying alive being the guarantee, Sage left to plan.

 

Sonic had a lot of friends, many of whom would be happy and eager to help him recover. Unfortunately, that was also a problem. Her calculations stated that the blue hedgehog would not do well around a lot of overbearing, loud, and well meaning friends.

 

It would just be too much. Sonic would need to recover in a peaceful environment. Coddling probably wouldn't be appreciated either. The hedgehog would need to be taken care of by someone both knowledgeable, and able to force Sonic to get better. Someone quiet and away from most people.

 

 An actual hospital would be just too much, especially since Sonic needed no physical healing. Sonic was famous, he would be swarmed by the media and humiliated before he was capable of collecting himself.

 

The majority of Sonic’s friends were quickly crossed out, then all but one remained after more thought. She would need to locate him.

 

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The last few months had been peaceful, albeit somewhat boring for Shadow. He took missions off and on for GUN and just did his own thing the rest of the time.

 

Eggman hadn't been spotted for months, the lack of attacks was a bit disquieting. Attacks were usually more of a pain to deal with whenever the doctor disappears for too long.

 

He'd searched for the doctor, wanting to get information before the next attack. Unfortunately, it was as if Eggman vanished into the wind. Speaking of the wind Sonic had also gone missing, though not as long as the doctor. It wasn't as concerning as Eggman's quiet behavior, though it had started to become a concern around a month ago.

 

The blue hedgehog didn't just randomly leave for months willingly. There also hadn't been any news of far off disasters that had Sonic’s involvement. 

 

Sonic’s friends seemed to be in denial, looking but not panicking. Shadow knew better though. The blue hedgehog was probably being kept somewhere, whether it be another dimension, or by an enemy. Either way, he knew that Sonic was currently unable to come back. It was… Concerning. While annoying, Sonic did take care of a lot of problems before GUN got to them.

 

Shadow was currently in his house. It was hidden and far off, detached from most of civilization. Being able to run at high speeds or to simply use chaos control allowed him this comfort. Not even Rouge knew where this place was. It was all his. The house wasn't large, a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room, and a study room. 

 

A sudden change in the air made his ear twitch. Shadow placed his coffee cup on the table “Sage” This was troublesome. Now he would have to find a new house. Eggman’s strange AI daughter wasn't capable of combat so he remained seated “Why are you here?”

 

Sage didn't waste any time “Father is dead, and I need you to help Sonic”

 

Shadow sat up straighter, attention now fully on the AI “Explain” 

 

The AI complied, explaining everything that happened. How Eggman took advantage of a poorly timed mental breakdown and then used countless drugs to keep Sonic social and compliant as he broke him down. Sage looked away “Father’s actions were completely outside of my calculations” She hadn't expected him to go so far 

 

“Why me?” Shadow asked, hiding the horror he felt. He was keenly aware of what mental breakdown could do to people, how vulnerable it could make them. Even he wouldn't have expected the doctor to go so far. Sonic…. Did not deserve what happened to him.

 

“Sonic requires quiet healing, he doesn't need coddling” Sage paused, observing Shadow’s reactions “He also respects you”

 

 

 

 

Notes:

I will admit, I did briefly contemplate teeth removal while writing the previous chapter.

I also contemplated filing down Sonic's teeth, which would have caused many future dental problems, sensitivity and pain.

I decided not to and instead wrote a bit that brought Sonic's teeth to attention for biting him to death.

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Chapter 10: Calm...

Summary:

Shadow uses past experiences to get Sonic to safety

Notes:

I am falling asleep and have been ill the majority of writing this story so far.

It's just the lovely comments make me wanna write more

Shadow closed his eyes, leaning back a bit in his chair as he thought. He’d needed a plan before getting Sonic. The hybrid cared about the other Hedgehog, they often ran and raced together. He could not mess this up.

 

“Okay” Shadow sat up, plan made. He hadn't just been an experiment on the ark, he'd also been a support animal of sorts. Maria’s illnesses had made for some rough times. Shadow would… Let out that part of himself for Sonic. The blue hedgehog needed help severely, and he was already well equipped. “Tell me Sonic’s exact location” When he got it, he used the green chaos emerald to chaos control .

 

The first thing that registered to him when he arrived was the stench of blood. It reeked. The second thing he noticed was Sonic, azure fir was matted with blood. That emerald gaze was blank, unfocused. Sonic wasn’t mentally present.

 

Shadow approached slowly, noting Metal Sonic walk away. That was fine. The less people around the better. “Sonic” He kept his tone neutral. Inwardly recoiling at the other’s paws. Of all people, it wasn't fair that it was Sonic, the embodiment of freedom.

 

Since the blue hedgehog wasn't responding, Shadow sighed. He would have to touch Sonic to snap him out of it. Not ideal, but doable. The monument he touched Sonic’s shoulder, Sonic lunged, burying his teeth into Shadow’s shoulder. Shadow let him 

 

Shadow grimaced, Sonic’s teeth really were sharp. “It's okay Sonic” From Sage’s report, he knew the blue hedgehog responded well to physical kindness. Shadow leaned his head to nuzzle Sonic’s cheek like his own. He used to do this with Maria on her bad days “It's okay, you're free now” He would refrain from scratching Sonic’s ears for now.

 

Slowly but surely, after a long stretch of time, Sonic began to unlatch his teeth. Pulling himself away to look at Shadow with a dazed expression “Are you real?” He couldn't stop his voice from cracking with hope. Shadow was acting funny, he wasn't normally this openly kind.

 

A sour feeling curled in the hybrid’s chest. “I am real you stupid hedgehog” He gave a light yank on Sonic’s left ear, holding it. Physical touch helped with grounding Maria. Shadow released Sonic’s ear and grabbed one paw in each hand, standing up himself to force the other to stand as well “Let's leave this place and get you cleaned up” 

 

Emeralds widened, standing felt a lot easier with Shadow holding him up. His ears flattened as he took in all the blood on both himself and Shadow, refusing to look down “I’m sorry” He'd bitten Shadow when the guy was just trying to help him 

 

Shadow's ear twitched “Don't apologize for defending yourself” He would heal soon. Sonic just needed to get back to safety before Eggman’s death really hit him.

 

Sonic looked down at their connected paws “We won't be able to race anymore” Shadows paws were now so much bigger. His ears somehow managed to drop further “I loved our races”

 

The hybrid gave Sonic’s paws a gentle squeeze “I did too” He would honestly miss their running “Will you come back to my house with me?” It would be a problem if Sonic refused, but he wanted to give the other at least the illusion of choice.

 

“My head hurts, I feel like imma throw up” Though he felt calm now, safe. 

 

Shadow nodded “I won't give you any medicine yet, you're all drugged up and your liver is inflamed” He really needed to get Sonic back soon. Since Sonic didn't refuse, he chaos controlled them back to his home, supporting Sonic when the other staggered and gagged.

 

“Hate that” Sonic groaned as he felt himself half pushed, half carried to a washroom. He quickly found himself sprawled in front of a toilet 

 

“Throw up there then get in the tub” Shadow ordered, not wanting to clean up vomit himself. Sonic just gave him a queasy look before crawling into the bath “Don't crawl anymore unless your life is in danger” Sage had told him that Sonic was faster on all fours.

 

Sonic blinked “It's easier to crawl” Less painful and quicker.

 

Shadow clicked his tongue “I don't care, you're a somewhat civilized mobian” He poked Sonic’s forehead roughly “So you must stand like one” Sonic was not a pet, he never was. He'd just been a prisoner. He quickly turned on the water, making it full up with chilly water. Sage had informed him that Eggman has always used warm water, therefore he'd use cold.

 

The blue hedgehog froze as the water started to turn red. Body trembling. It wasn't from the cold “I killed Eggman” The words were hard to choke out.

 

“You did a good thing” Shadow approved as he began to remove his own gloves and shoes. He was aware of mobian modesty…. However he didn't care much due to being raised by humans. It would be easier to wash Sonic with himself, it would also differ from what Eggman had been doing “It was a natural defensive reaction”

 

Sonic shook his head, vision blurring “He practically raised me, he was the only constant adult for most of my life” Why did it have to turn out like this?!? Why had Eggman broken his trust like that?!? He'd expected an attempted murder at worst. 

 

Shadow hummed in understanding “The reason you never finished him off was because he was part of your family” It made sense, in a twisted sort of way. The hybrid carefully slipped into the tub behind Sonic. It was a large tub, he liked his luxurious baths.

 

“Why couldn't he have just killed me?!?” Sonic whines, quills flaring uselessly. That whine gained volume as he felt Shadow’s claws dig into his side. It hurt.

 

“Stop whining hedgehog, the Doctor clearly went mad” Even he'd seen how Eggman had occasionally shown a weird sort of care for Sonic in the past. He never would have imagined, Eggman falling so far. It was strange.

Notes:

So Shadow is giving Sonic some touch love. The opposite of the gentle touches Eggman had given him

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Chapter 11: Stay Busy

Summary:

Shadow keeps Sonic busy to keep him from spiraling

Notes:

Another chapter, love the amazing comments, they make me so happy

Bathing with Shadow was different, the hybrid was rough but at the same time gentle. Sure he was now sporting a fair amount of scratches from the other’s claws, but he was fine with that.

 

Just focusing on the pain as the water stung them kept him aware. He also actually had to wash himself with Shadow only helping with the parts he couldn't do. His paws were cramping, not used to so much flexing. Despite the roughness, he appreciates it. 

 

“Shadow I feel really sick” Sonic breathed as he was pulled out of the tub. He resorted to propping himself on a wall to keep himself up. Standing was hard.

 

“You currently have an unhealthy amount of drugs in your system, your liver is inflamed. Nausea is to be expected” Shadow stated, eyeing Sonic's feet “I don't have any footwear or gloves that would work for you…” He grabbed Sonic, making him stand upright without any supports. Kneeling down to get a better look at Sonic’s feet, the other was wobbling slightly “Your base is too big and your toes are too small…” He hummed “I'll look into seeing if you can get some fillers”

 

 “Fillers?” Sonic didn't really understand. Another big wobble forced him to grab the hybrid’s quills for support. Surprisingly, Shadow had kept his quills flat, preventing injury.

 

Shadow reached up and grabbed Sonic’s hands to steady him before standing up himself “That stuff human women use to enlarge their breasts or make their lips look all swollen and ugly” He never understood human women and their weird ways. “If we enlarge your toes, it should give you enough support to actually stand up easily” Sonic’s feet weren't really shaped for being upright. He then eyed Sonic’s hands “We could do the same with your hands, it won't be the same but that echidna seems to get by just fine”

 

Emeralds lit up despite the pounding headache he had “You think it could work?” 

 

The hybrid nodded “It is possible, I will need to look into the practice more deeply though to find the right sort of filler” His gaze narrowed “Now that you're clean, we need to get that disgusting collar off of you” It was appalling, collaring a mobian was barbaric. 

 

“Collar?....” Sonic raised a paw to hold the little Eggman logo “I had totally forgotten id been wearing one”

 

Scowling, Shadow dragged Sonic out of the bathroom and shoved him down, forcing him to sit on a kitchen chair “I'll remove it” He took out a small oscillating saw from one of the kitchen drawers “This vibration saw will cut through the collar” He turned it on and began to cut through the collar.

 

When the collar fell free from his neck, the blue hedgehog couldn't help but feel a bit lost. It felt wrong, it shouldn't feel wrong. Sonic reached up to touch his neck, freezing when Shadow grabbed his paw to stop him “What?”

 

Shadow clicked his tongue, examining Sonic’s neck. The collar had rubbed away all the fur, it was also an angry red. Eggman grade painkillers were amazing “The collar rubbed your skin raw” He leaned forward to sniff it, he didn't smell any infection, good. He blipped away to fetch a medkit then reappeared “I'll disinfect it, hopefully your fur will grow back” Sonic was still as the hybrid rubbed an antibacterial cream deeply into the injury.

 

Sonic frowned “I hope it grows back” He didn't even get a chance to look at it because Shadow was already wrapping bandages around his neck.

 

The hybrid was going as fast as he could, wanting to get as much done as possible before Sonic’s mind truly caught up with everything. Thankfully Sonic was more agreeable than normal to being moved around and handled… “it most likely will, if not, I'll scar it for you so it doesn't look like a collar mark” It would be easier for Sonic to assimilate back into society that way.

 

“Shadow… can I really not have headache medicine?”

 

Shadow shook his head, going to his fridge and taking out some grapes. “Eat these” He paused “Use your hands” He refused to have Sonic eat like an uncivilized animal.

 

“I'll just drop the grapes and make a mess” Sonic glanced away.

 

“So?” The hybrid huffed, crossing his arms “I have seen you eat filthy things off the ground, even if you drop food, you can still try again and eat it” Sonic had eaten ice cream off the floor, the dumbass.

 

Blue ears flattened, looking unsure “You won't be mad at me for being gross?” He didn't want to be scolded. Sonic didn't know why he felt that so strongly.

 

Shadow rolled his eyes “I already know that you've always been more pig than hedgehog” 

 

Feeling strangely self conscious and nervous, Sonic attempted to pick a grape up, fumbling badly. “Sorry…” He quickly went to the floor to pick it up, failing again. Scowling, Sonic crushed the grape, picking it up by pinching his fingers.

 

“I’ll have you clean my floor later” Shadow sighed. “Don't apologize unless you make a mess that can't be cleaned” Sonic would need to practice how to use his hands, he just needed to develop muscle memory and possibly enlarge them for better gripping.

 

A bit shocked at how lenient Shadow was being, Sonic nodded. Popping the grape into his mouth “Could I have a chili dog later?” He really wanted one “All I've eaten is fresh meats, fruits, and cheeses” Ne wanted, no needed greasy stuff.

 

“Of course” Shadow agreed. Feeding Sonic different foods than Eggman and making him do different things would keep the hedgehog’s mind busy. Preventing him from slipping. “I will purchase more food later” He paused. “I will also purchase fidget toys to get you more used to using your hands” A busy Sonic, was a Sonic that wasn't breaking down. 

 

The hybrid just knew that the moment Sonic had time all alone with nothing to do, he would spiral. Keeping busy helped Shadow, hopefully it would prove the same with Sonic.

 

Notes:

So.... Shadow will be soft, but only when needed. Eggman was soft to Sonic.... Why would he copy eggy?

Hope you enjoyed ^-^

Notes:

So how was this? I like seeing sonic break and get cared for?

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Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of Blue hedgehog and friends