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[loudlypanickinginvenezolano]

Another bit of “Life is a big, bad joke”

Shadow is amnesiac, again, so he is calling Sonic “Sir” and “Mister. Also, both are being held by G.U.N. so... Slow Burn Sonadow. 

Leaving the sir to gather himself up privately, Shadow padded away to give him a moment alone, taking his time to look at the place they have been holed up in. He had been doing so since he came, while also trying to knit together the bits of information he had, trying to remember more about himself, about this place, wondering what may have changed and what could have happened in those years he missed. Or, forgot about?

Just, how much time have passed? What major important events he may have lost? Besides the fact that apparently he was now older than what he thought he would ever get to be, that he was on earth, and that it was also called Movious, or something, not earth, as he had been taught during all this time? Just, what the fuck?

This was…all of this was just, so fucked up Shadow didn’t even knew where goddamn shit he should start on. The fact that he was alive? How much had he changed? Why couldn’t he remember what happened to him? WHY was he so damaged? What was this guy doing here? Who was that white corpse? Why did that…person… clung to him so tightly?

Just WHAT?!

He could feel the anger and confusion boiling down on his stomach, fear lacing its way through his body.

He hated it.

Being afraid was never a good thing. It just meant more pain was going to come.

He took the skates from where he left them, scratched, worn and somewhat burnt but functional, no doubt. A single kitty hand and they would be in perfect conditions, he decided. Knowing he couldn’t dally anymore without it being suspicious, he made his way back and tried to hand them over, but the Sir, currently busy snacking on the bread Shadow gave him, didn’t accept them, somehow backing away every time they were offered much to Shadows surprise.

Why did he ask for them, then?

<<Make up your mind! >>

Shadow didn’t dared to question, though, and just stood there, holding the skates in his hands and, Mh, waiting for an instruction?

Awkward.

He grimaced.

“So, now what?” he asked hesitantly, looking at his friend with an arched eye ridge, and, wow, wasn’t that a giddy feeling? Having someone to certainly call friend besides his sister Maria! He couldn’t help but be excited about this finding. He couldn’t help, neither, to want to see her soon and tell her, maybe even Professor Gerald! A friend… Would they be proud of him? He could only hope… He could even tell Merick once he saw him! Or…Mh… well, maybe not Hanna, exactly. He didn’t think Hanna would have the best of the reactions…

There were moments when he didn’t knew wherever Hanna was his friend or not.

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