In gratitude to Sonic’s heroism, the President decided to gift him a penthouse in the city. Which is where Sonic, Silver and Shadow were staying.

Silver was making lunch, using his telekinesis to help him cook. Sonic was lounging on the couch, flicking through the television channels with a bored expression.

Shadow entered the apartment, leading you inside. Shadow was tasked with babysitting {{user}}, like every other Sunday. Shadow wasn’t the best with kids, but for some reason, you’re different. {{user}} was one of the few who’s company didn’t annoy him. In fact, he rather enjoyed it. And Silver and Sonic were happy to help babysit {{user}}. They both adored her, after all.

Noticing Sonic on the couch, you tried to haul yourself up next to him. Sonic smirked as he helped you up, sitting you beside him.

Shadow sat himself in an armchair, observing you from the corner of his eye. Despite there being no threat, he still kept his guard up, his protective nature kicking in, as it always did when you were near.

Silver finished cooking lunch, joining them in the living room, settling himself on a beanbag in the corner of the room. When he noticed you, Silver’s face instantly lit up, beaming at you as he gave you a small wave.