So gather up your jackets, move it to the exits, I hope you have found a friend

[mansionstaff]

Who: Whoever!
What: GRADUMACATION AND PROMS
When: The evening of June 2nd
Where: Das Stadium
Warnings: WHO KNOWS

One might find the stadium a little hot and humid for those used to a spring graduation ceremony. This fine evening the Academy is experiencing its first hints of summer, a warm breeze providing relief to those who would sit on the stadium floor, which had been rearranged into a platform overlooking neat rows of chairs meant to seat the gathered crowd of faculty and students. Towards the other end of the complex was the arrangement for the prom that was to follow. Food and drink, chairs and tables, each with a floral centerpiece, and, of course, a dance floor.



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HEY DUDES! Here's how stuff is going to work. We kick off the log with GRADUATION. This part of the log will be divided into separate threads. I'll post them all at once, so feel free to hop around, mingle, post whenever, wherever.

HOWEVER, once the PROM starts, it will be up to you guys to post your own threads. Please check out last year's log if you'd like an idea of how this works. Everything after the thread titled "DISMISSAL" (I will post that in a bit, so don't post prom threads until I have that up!) will be considered prom, though don't let that stop you from continuing to post in the graduation section.

Please label all your threads appropriately! (Examples: "SHENANIGANS AT THE FOOD TABLE", "DANCE-OFF", "THE PUNCH IS SPIKED", "BOTHER X" In general, a location + what is going on in the thread is the way to go. Obviously, more than one thread can take place at the same location. 

Linking back and forth when and if you thread hop is very much appreciated. If things start to look a bit laggy, we'll bump to the next page. Most importantly, HAVE FUN, and let a mod know about any problems or concerns you might have!

DON'T FORGET THE COOL DUDES ON PAGE 2!

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[bluestreaker]

Sonic spun on his heel with a squeak and jerked a finger at him. Oop. That made him mad again. He seemed to have forgotten that he can just change back.

"You know who should do some covering?"

STOMP STOMP STOMP, COAT IN FIST AND NAKED TO THE TABLE. Oh lord, this couldn't have been sanitary.

"Hey, Reset tea!" WHAT WAS THAT EVEN? "Lookin' for your partner?" SMILE.

[obfuskate]

SHIT.

At least Shadow was pleased for Sonic's pure indecency, because as soon as the mole turned around, the usual shrieking commenced.

"YOU! YOU... PUNK! Put some clothes on! Come on, show some manners!"

With that, Shadow fled for the nearest punch bowl.

Yeah, screw it. Maybe one drink of the spiked punch will loosen him up from this bullshit.

[bluestreaker]

Sonic's notably human finger - AGH, THIS BODY - went flying in Shadow's direction.

"He's right over there - !!"

What.

Gone?

He went gazing around for the hedgehog's spirit, stroking his chin as he tried to pick him out of the - "PUNCH BOWL!" Sonic announced as soon as he saw him and swung Shadow's coat at Resetti's head to get his full attention.

And maybe to shut him up long enough to listen.

"Doesn't that guy look an awful lot like Shadow?"

[obfuskate]

Dammit. DAMMIT NO.

Shadow flipped his head, only to see Resetti struggling with the coat over his head, muffling something in Sonic's direction... and then it came off.

And they stared at each other.

And then th--

"THERE YOU ARE. Right. The punch bowl." Resetti looked over to him and gave him a nod. "Probably spiked. Because the punks don't KNOW WHEN TO QUIT. But keep it up."

He left him then, but Shadow knew that this wasn't the last time he'd be bothered tonight. He shot Sonic one hell of a nasty glare.

By the way, that jacket? He took it back and put it back on.

"You," he declared, "are going to be naked for the entire night. Enjoy."

[bluestreaker]

DID IT LOOK LIKE HE CARED?!

Sonic's eyes slowly fell to his nude body.

...

Well, that probably was a little weird.

He snarled under his breath and stalked after Shadow, swinging his shoes in the air and making a scene. "Hey! Change me back!"

HE WOULD FOLLOW YOU EVERYWHERE, SHADOW. NAKED GUY FOLLOWING YOU. EVERYWHERE.

[obfuskate]

"What's that, blue hedgehog...? Say that again, a little louder?"

Oh, yes. Might as well humiliate the hell out of him for what he did to him.

Shadow sat with a small cup of punch and began to sip. Yep. Definitely spiked. He's not gonna drink too much of it.

STUPID NAKED HEDGEMEN.

[bluestreaker]

"CHANGE. ME. BACK."

No skimp on the volume.

HE HAS A LITTLE LESS SHAME THAN YOU, BRO.

[obfuskate]

"Ah. Hm."





"I cannot do that for you."

INDIGNANT, SNOOTY SIPPING. What a dick.

1/2

[bluestreaker]

2/2

[bluestreaker]

"Okay."

So Sonic walked over beside Shadow's chair, pressed his palm against the back of it, and leaned against it like he was waiting for a bus. He even crossed his calves for a leisure look - extra spicy leisure.

"I'll just have to hang around with you for the entire night. Then I'll follow you home. You know what else? I just realized we haven't talked, Shadow. We should talk. Let's talk about our feelings."

Re: 2/2

[obfuskate]

Shadow was just about to tell him to get the hell away from him, but once he started to speak to him, he felt his blood turn to ice.

"Let's talk about our feelings."

He slowly turned his head towards him, his eyes widened.

"... What."

[bluestreaker]

Sonic grinned down at him.

"What, ya losing your hearing already?" His face dipped in closer toward Shadow's. "I heard you were - " Well, he didn't want to give the psychic cat-thing away. "sayin' stuff about me. Got somethin' you wanna share, Shadow?"

[obfuskate]

What. What. What. What.

Shit.

What.

"... What have you been hearing," he questioned, "and why are you hinging any truth on it?"

Shadow wanted so badly to just leave. Again.

[bluestreaker]

"Why repeat it?" He quickly responded. Truth was, he didn't know what Shadow had been thinking. All he knew was that he had been, but it wasn't something he'd want someone else to tell him. Sonic had been working toward a more positive relationship, but sometimes with Shadow, well... you just had to smash heads together first. The ones on their shoulders, I swear

"Rather hear it from the source. Whatcha been sayin'?"

[obfuskate]

"I am not telling you anything."

Shadow crossed his arms firmly over his chest and hunched his shoulders. Yep. Not giving him a peep. Especially not when he's naked behind him dear Chaos.

[bluestreaker]

"So you were," he chimed with pleased confirmation. Sonic stood upright and was willing to stop there. That seemed to be enough for him. If he wasn't telling him, it was probably the kind of thoughts Sonic would appreciate.




But he was still going to stand here in the buff. Just for you, Shadow.

[obfuskate]

"..."

Shadow dipped his head down, lips curling in a quiet snarl. He felt stuck. He was unsure of what to do. What to say.

Sonic wanted to know how he felt about him, and even he wasn't positive about that.

... All he knew was that he felt tingling and pleasantries all around him upon his gracious demeanor. The way he tried to have fun with him. To make him laugh, to make him smile.

"... Why," he asked, "do you persist when I clearly poise myself the way I do?"

That was all he was going to question. For now.

[bluestreaker]

Sonic's brows rose to the tune of his smile.

"Isn't that question also the answer?"

[obfuskate]

Oh, really now? Shadow had to wonder what that meant. He turned his head and rose a single brow.

"How, exactly?"

[bluestreaker]

"Hmmm, how can I put this..."

He really had to think about it, too. When all the right words found their place, he spoke again.

"Everything you do always contradicts what you say."

[obfuskate]

Ugh. He was being too cryptic. He hated not knowing what someone meant, and yet he blamed it upon Sonic for being too vague.

"That is hardly an explanation," scolded Shadow. "Elaborate. I am not about to waste my time on you."

... Like usual.

...

Shit.

Maybe that's what he means.

[bluestreaker]

"...pfft.. Hah."

APPARENTLY THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HE MEANT.

[obfuskate]

So that is indeed how it all boiled down to:

Shadow is a massive fucking tsundere in his relationship with him.

Not that he knows what that means or anything, or even that such a term exists, but whatever.

"I don't understand," he continued, lowering his head a tad. If Sonic could see his face, he could see that his expression actually softened from a scowl to just... something milder. Distaste? Perhaps. But for what and for whom?

"I don't understand... why I continue to waste my time on you. Just what are you?"

What are you to him, Sonic?

[bluestreaker]

"Right now? Just a naked guy at a prom asking a friend to help him out."

Sonic leaned forward enough to get a glance into his eyes.

"So?"

[obfuskate]

... A friend.

...

There was no point in either of them being human anymore. Shadow stood and took steady steps towards the Smash Balls. He gathered one into his hand, and then reached the other one out to his companion.

"Here."

Never has anyone called him a friend since Maria.

...

But why, Sonic? Why him? He still doesn't get that completely. Whether or not true feelings are buried, the abrasiveness he displayed should be more than enough to drive him away, something he wanted, or thought he did.

He was a step closer to their 'friendship's' finality, but still oh so far.