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THEY DID THE MASH

Who: ERRYBODY
What: CURSES
Where: ALL OVER THE SCHOOL
When: Halloween night through November 7th.
Warnings: 2spooky.

It was a dark and stormy night--

Well, no. It wasn't. In fact, it was rather cool and clear, a perfect October evening for the perfect October celebration. Stars winked above, the choice accompaniment to the orange moon looming overhead. Tonight. Tonight would be a party.

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But just as the sun begins to set, the sound of cackling can be heard ringing through campus, the harbinger of what could only be described as Halloween Shenanigans.

Woe betide those that fell into her path.

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"Wow..." Sonic gave him a little whistle. "You even act like him!" Jesus Christ. "Faker, Jr.!"

Sonic was sort of grinning like an idiot. Hm... That seemed suspicious.

Nope.

Shadow was not about to take any of that idiocy sitting down, standing up, or in any otherwise stationary position.

Thus, he threw that rock in his little paw right at Sonic's face.

ENJOY.

Sonic did the quickest sidestep this side of the Academy to not only dodge the rock, but catch it. He tossed it into the air once, much in a way to mimic him before flinging it right back at him.

With less force, of course. He was still a bitty baby, after all.

Well, Shadow hadn't expected to be hit by that incoming rock, nor did he expect his body's instinctive reaction to being hurt. He himself wasn't bothered, his pain tolerance normally high, yet when he felt his eyes bubble with tears, he knew his body was working against him.

NOPE. Just going to curl into a ball and try to hide these stupid waterworks from him. He wasn't even hurting that bad! It just smacked him in the forehead! Come on!

Sonic's expression went from playfully cocky to something struck with absolute terror. He had expected the kid to dodge it! He knew who he was, after all!

"Aw, hey!" Within seconds, Sonic swept in a singular blue brush along the height of the tree, scooping the hoglet from the branch before returning to the forest floor with his small figure in his arms. He was caught between laughing and feeling some guilt for making a baby cry. This might've been worse than taking candy from one!

"Shadow, I'm sorry! I didn't think it'd hit ya!" The laughter tucked between the gaps of your apology was probably not helping, Sonic.

Nope. UNFORGIVEN.

Shadow folded his arms in one nasty glare and pout in his direction. It didn't last long, however, for once he unraveled them, he grabbed onto Sonic's cheeks, and...

P'too.

... Yes, Sonic, he did just spit in-between your eyes.

Looks like some of his maturity was beginning to slip away, too.

He saw it coming, but there was no stopping him. All he could do was snap his eyes shut with a flinch, the bridge to his nose wrinkling up in disgust.

"...Okay... Gross, but I deserved that."

He reached a free hand up to swipe it off his forehead, looking into Shadow's youthful stare and taking in a sight he'd never thought he'd see. Shadow was far beyond the concept of age to where Sonic didn't think he had ever actually been a child before. He didn't often show such a side but he certainly had his moments, even if he wasn't aware of it.

"Got it all outta your system?"

At least Sonic admitted to that much. Yes, he did deserve it, and Shadow displayed agreement with the folding of his arms and the proudest smile he could muster. Ha. That'll show him.

At any rate, yes, it was all out of his system. He gave a curt nod, and just as soon after, he began to wriggle about in his grip, wanting to be released. Having Sonic holding him like this, especially given he was unused to childhood, never having been through it... Well, it felt awkward, you know? It wasn't necessarily bad, but boy, did it ever feel weird?

He couldn't wait to get back to normal size.

It was like fumbling a ball in his hands until he carefully put Shadow back down on the ground. He stood upright and towered over him as much as a 3'3" hedgehog could tower over anything. Sonic wasn't about to wipe any smirks off his muzzle so he offered it down to Shadow, hands on his knees to get closer.

"Guess it's about time to ask what the heck happened to ya." He paused for a glistening grin. "Minus the charades."

Ah, but he wasn't even capable of speaking to him! Shadow flailed his arms about, unknowing that his squeaks actually did reach him. Despite being sure he couldn't be understood, he vocalized his concern anyway, sounding like little chirps, but remaining legible enough for Sonic to understand:

"The 'charades' are all I have, you nitwit!"

WHAT A DUMMY.

"Now that's no way to speak to your elders, Shadow," he jabbed playfully, now kneeling down just to level with him. It wasn't long before he flopped back to sit on his behind with only his hands for support, tail swishing against the dehydrated leaves over the saturated layer of its brethren.

His hands could feel the damp nature being soaked into the fabrics of his gloves, a cool fog wiggling between his digits. The Sun would be wandering into the distance soon, and while he was aware of it in the back of his mind, he forgot it for the sake of sitting here with Shadow and trying not to laugh too hard at him.

Ah...

That was going to prove useful, at least. He could speak to him without use of action, paper, or other alternative methods. That placed Shadow more at ease, but not too much more, given Sonic's playful response in such a dire situation. What if he stayed like this forever? That would be terrible.

Metallic shoes sliding across dewy grass, he hobbled over to his legs and clambered onto them, making himself incredibly comfortable perched atop them. Large, inquisitive black eyes stared up at him, their owner doe-eyed and bushy-tailed.

"You... are capable of understanding me like this..."

Just as he spoke that, he groaned, sinking down and sitting flat on the other hedgehog's knees, his hands grasping at his own.

"What is happening to me?"

"That's what I'm askin' you!" Sonic returned, surprise crisp as the autumn air. He had expected Shadow to go into a tantrum over whoever did this to him, but it would appear he didn't know either. At least Sonic had Eggman to blame for his problems. That must've been bothersome for Shadow to have no clue.

"Y'really don't know?"

At least, in Sonic's case, he knew the source of the problem. In his case, he was completely in the dark, and that was beginning to become literal, the sun setting further down the horizon.

Shadow's ears flopped over. Sonic wasn't going to stay in this smaller form for much longer, was he?

"I... sincerely don't," he moaned, curling his legs inward. "This came about suddenly. I have no logical explanation for this." For once.

Sonic scratched under his chin. He couldn't begin to ponder the possibilities for this, so he could only offer one thing:

"Maybe it'll just go away. Like a cold!"

At least he had his optimism intact.

Either way, he could feel his needles bristling and the night winds readying for his hedgehog self's departure. He picked Shadow up as gently and quickly as he put him back down, standing up and taking a few steps back.

"No. Absolutely not. This mustn't..."

He trailed off as he was being placed down, the rest of the light of day beginning to disappear into the dark.

He knew what was coming.

Shadow didn't bother to get anywhere near Sonic as the sun's final rays disappeared from the night sky. In fact, he took some steps back himself, ears wilting as he feared what he was about to see.

Did it... hurt when it happened? Was it going to look better or worse than it actually is? He doesn't want to know, but unfortunately, he's about to find out.

Fortunately for Sonic, it only sounded worse than it was, but Shadow would be unlikely to know that. He held a finger up to his companion to have him hang on a sec, then took a deep breath before the transformation struck him.

His world felt as if it were spinning, looping around much in a way ~~like the game lol~~ he felt when launching a solid spin attack at the steel-coated enemy. His thoughts swirled about as his skin bubbled, the neon pink glows of Dark Gaia swam through him like snakes in water, sometimes giving the occasional rise from blue waves to make a point of their presence. It wasn't long before he began to curl in on himself, the minor stress and discomfort of having his body distort and expand honing in on his nerves.

The snarls were escalating, the pins on his flesh wriggling and softening away...

Then he shouted in one singular, final burst of transformation.

And the Werehog stood before him, slightly crouched down with his paws fitted into the dirt. He lifted them slowly to shake the clumps of leaves and mud out, smacking them away as he regained his composure.

That was just...

...

Yeah, no, Shadow knew Sonic could handle himself, not to mention that he seemed quite alright now. Despite that, he felt sobered by the transformation, a symbolization of what he had been going through for the past, what, week?

That Doctor...

Such a petty idea, making Sonic his forced pet.

He wobbled over to his companion, clinging to one large paw, spreading a large frown.

"Are you...?" Are you alright, he meant to ask, yet he trailed off, eyes bobbing upward to face the stars. They were beginning to show through, however faintly.

"Cool? Only one-hundred percent of the time, yeah," Sonic snarked in his burdened voice, scooping the little 'hog up in his enlarged hand and holding him there. A little prince on a primitive-coated throne.

"That is not what I meant!" Agh, his voice was more high-pitched and loud, even though he didn't want it to be. His body was transpiring against him, looking to make his new-found youth as grating and bothersome as possible for both him and his company.

"Although I suppose you answered my question anyway," huffed Shadow, digging his hands into Sonic's palm. Wow, he was so tiny by comparison now. It felt... strange.

Trying to keep his chuckles aside (and failing), Sonic realized he was still too close to the campus for anyone's safety and comfort. This is what nightfall meant for him until they had Eggman's butt kicked all over creation.

One sigh and a carefully placed hedgehog later and Sonic was ready to get going. "Y'know the drill. I gotta get outta here."

With Shadow this small, Sonic couldn't imagine being the Ultimate Life Form meant nearly as much. What bothered him more was leaving Shadow alone like this.

"Y'gonna be okay?"

Shadow didn't answer him. Instead, his gaze fell, mind clearly going 90 miles an hour. Being on his own in the dark while so small and fragile... it could mean trouble. He hated to admit it, but he had to face reality here: he was smaller and weaker.

Sonic, however, was larger and more powerful. Should Eggman locate them, it could be bad, and the Werehog could easily overpower him in this state.

At the same time, though...

He felt safer with him. Always.

He huddled up to him, miffing into navy blue fur. His tail vibrated behind him, showing that he was very, very on-edge, and he was utilizing any bit of sensory he had here to protect himself. It was survival of the fittest here, and at this point in time, he no longer felt like he was the fittest.

"It would be a bad idea to part ways now."

He wasn't going to go into any more detail. His pride wasn't about to allow that.

"It'd be a bad idea not to -- "

Ah, but Shadow's demeanor said more than he'd ever allow words to convey. Even though the threat against him harming someone was incredibly likely, Sonic didn't feel right leaving him behind. It wasn't very hero-like, even if it might be for his own good. What if a hawk came flying in and scooped him up for dinner or something?

"Yeah, okay," Sonic recanted, sighing away his concerns. In place of any further frowning, he raked Shadow back into his claws and lifted him up toward his shoulder. "Hope ya still got a grip on ya."

No matter how bad that idea was, it would always serve to be a funny mental image.

Digression initiated, however, it was an actually likely threat. The idea of getting attacked by a predator and left to huddle under logs in pain was not something Shadow particularly enjoyed. That, and, well... that time he spent sleeping with Sonic in the forest was very nice. Awfully nice. He kind of wanted that again, just huddling up and snoozing with him.

He... had to wonder what a legitimate 'sleepover' with him would be like. That was what the humans called it, he was sure. Maria brought it up to him once or twice before. At any rate, he'd have to see about that sometime.

"You underestimate me," he grumbled, yet he clung tightly onto his massive fuzz. Goodness, he had so much fluff that he was sure he'd get lost in it!

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DO YOU SEE WHERE THIS IS GOING do i need to sing rock-a-bye baby

no he wants the story of the three little pigs

He would squeal like one once Sonic gets his butt--

... >:3

GROSE

P:

NO BITTY STAY... ;~; but--

we can talk about your butt later sonic

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