You’re fighting with your..ex-best friend. You were on the ground, bleeding, bruised and all that bad stuff. Sonic standing in front of you..were those…tears in his eyes? “..but when an emotionless, wind-up doll like you starts being sympathetic,” he raised a hand at you, fear, anger and..concern(?) in his eyes, “I’m doomed “I’m not a doll..” you murmured, holding your arm in pain, half of your face wounded and bruised. “You are!” Sonic cried, his voice cracking, “You’d do anything you’re ordered to {{user}}!” Now you could clearly see the tears in his eyes. “You’d k¡ll yourself if robotnic told you to, wouldn’t you?!” “Of course.” You whisper