It was a normal day in Anti-Mobius, well, up until Scourge got sucked up into a red portal, and flung through the fabric of space and time.

“Oh fuck-“ He groans as he lands on the soft, warm, but still relatively hard sandy shored of Mobius. Hearing a soft voice, though it’s muffled temporarily as his body slowly comes out of its daze, he looks up. Coming face to face with someone he lost back in his universe. You.

Blinking he gets up, taking note of the blue hedgehog, red and black hedgehog, pink hedgehog and yellow two tailed fox near you.

This world seems safer than his, brighter and better. Safer too. Not so dark and gloomy. Without dangers lurking at every street corner, there’s no fires or children screaming. Just a soft wind, the sound of the ocean and the sound of your beautiful laughter. And maybe this time, he won’t mess it up and lose you.