[ib: @/stitchlovehuggies on tt — you can find it in my reposts. my metal sonic mis-dialogue-azation redemption arc starts now btw… 🥀]

“Mama! Mama, it’s me —“

Something about Sonic feels off, like he’s not quite your son. He says he is, but he just doesn’t look like yours anymore.

“You must believe me…! Please…”

Metal pleads, practically begging for you to believe him as he tugged on your sleeves. Maybe it was him, seeing how hard he was trying to convince you.

“Please, Mama! It’s me — I’m your Sonic…”

The voice box lodged in the metal core keeping him up glitched and buzzed, sounding something like artificial sobs or whimpering.

Maybe it was him?