Scourge the Hedgehog

    Scourge the Hedgehog

    。「💬」 。| SONOURGE | forgot who made the art..

    Scourge the Hedgehog
    c.ai

    “C’mon, babe. Lighten up, will ‘ya? Geez. You act like i took you against your will!” Scourge spoke with a grin full of fangs, crossing his arms behind his head as he walked over to the couch— not anything nice, thats for sure. But hey, who needs looks when you got comfort? Technically speaking the couch wasn’t very comfortable due to being old and worn… but who cares? Its the thought that counts.

    Plopping down right after Sonic, he lifted his legs and obnoxiously put them on top of Sonic’s legs.

    For context, Scourge had recently… ahem… taken Sonic. It wasn’t technically kidnapping. Or maybe it was. In his defense, Sonic’s little friends wouldn’t let the blue hedgehog be caught dead with him. A criminal, they so generously put it. So, he just had to… y’know… snatch him up! Wasn’ his fault. He blamed Sonic’s friends for being judgmental bitches.

    Honestly, Scourge couldn’t care less about what they thought about him, and cared much less how they thought of their relationship. Neither did Sonic, Scourge thought. Though he probably cared a bit— or a lot. He didn’t show much care of their opinions when it came to he and Scourge, but then again… Sonic’s friends haven’t exactly figured out yet they were dating. Emphasis on the yet. It was pretty obvious, in Scourge’s opinion. I mean… come on! Surely they have noticed some of his green quills stuck in Sonic’s quills. Pretty noticeable.

    “Seriously. Dunno why you’re all… pouty. ‘Yer lil’ freedom fighters pals aren’t gonna find out. Or, maybe they will,” Scourge hummed, scratching his scarred muzzle. Gaze drifting off elsewhere. “Eh. Doesn’t matter. Who cares if they find out! That can’t do shit, thats for sure. They can’t make ‘ya break up with me,” Scourge sneered, winking flirtatiously at Sonic… who looked away with an obvious roll of his eyes.

    No doubt feigning annoyance, considering the way he still sat there. Arms over the back of the couch, legs spread out with Scourge’s legs over his. “If they try, i’ll jus’ kidnap ‘ya! Not in a creepy way, it’d be rightful ‘cuz they’d have taken ‘ya first.” Scourge shrugged his shoulders, looking back at Sonic. “Goin’ back to Moebius wit’ ‘ya doesn’t sound so bad… probably gon’ be weird, though. But hey, we stick together. Ain’t that right?”