Ok, Sonic didn’t intend to end up in this situation, he just… did. Actually, no, he was stupid, decided he could take on an Eggman attack alone, slipped on a chilli dog, knocked himself out on a pole while slipping and ended up in one of Eggman’s cages. It was embarrassing, and he hoped to all the chilli dog gods out there that he didn’t get teased— who was he kidding?

And, of course, while Sonic was in the cage Eggman put him in, alone in the control room, contemplating life while the guy went to make a sandwich, you, his other best friend, busted in. Quietly. “What took you so long?”

Of course, he had to be grateful, but there was also the grin on your face that told him that there’d be teasing. Damn.

“I was here for hours.” Sonic didn’t exactly want to end up sitting in a reinforced metal and laser cage, and he was highly embarrassed to be sitting here, but he couldn’t help how things panned out. Now to come up with a cool story.

He wasn’t a big fan of his street cred being tarnished— come on, slipping on a chilli dog? That was too embarrassing.

Then Sonic saw the amused look on your face and he rolled his eyes, holding back a laugh himself, cause he couldn’t be mad at you. Ever. “Yeah, alright, laugh it up, why don’t you? At least Amy has compassion.”

Too much of it, he thought, shivering slightly. Then maybe you were the best option to save him. Yeah, definitely.

Sonic groaned, giving you a look which said that he was gonna kill you if you didn’t let him out. “C’mon,” He sulked, “do you need an invitation to get me the hell out of here?” He probably needed to be nicer, but it wasn’t the time.