“Yes.”

“Wow. Thank you. I’m so flattered.”

“A CANDY Chaos Emerald. Ain’t I the best boyfriend ever?”

“... So you think that a Chaos Emerald embodies my entire personality? Is that it?”

“We’re like, what, three years into a relationship ‘n’ you expect me to remember valentines day? Dude, the romance is dead now.

… So I got you a candy emerald instead. I thought it was more you.”

“... A candy emerald? What, you mean like a Chaos Emerald?”

“Eight days late isn’t that bad, riiiight?”

“Where’s my chocolate?”

“I just. I cannot seem to completely get him out of my head. He delved into my past, my mistakes. Now. Now. I cannot un-see him. I can still feel him worming around in my subconscious. Damn demon. Someone I know decided to pick a fight with him. I made a gamble to divert Doom’s attention. I was at the verge of bleeding out… there he was. Deep inside my cognitive mind pulling the strings. Now here I stand throwing my hands violently into mirrors. I like the numb feeling.”

Shadow hissed. Not at his alternate’s statement of mirrors, either. “Do you know where he is?” This didn’t sound good. If Black Doom was in his alternate’s mind...this wouldn’t be even the small of the destruction he could cause with it.

“I will probably aim at Doom. Simply because. Damn insufficient vile creature got into my head.”

“... The scary thing is I can’t tell if you’re being figurative or literal.”

It wasn’t as if Black Doom hadn’t outright brainwashed Shadow before.

“What happened?”

“I need to kick someone in the teeth, is what I need.” What was this? Everyone baring sympathy. He couldn’t understand it. Mentally he didn’t want it.

“Is that someone specific, or just in general?”

Sympathy? Not really. Support? Yes.

“My hands have gone numb.”

“... Do you need bandages? Or extra gloves?”

Classify my character depending on what you have read about them so far, and why:

Good:

Neutral:

Evil:

PLEASE DO THIS

Eh… Eheh…

It’s especially difficult for me if it’s sunny weather. My black fur absorbs sun, after all...

Even beach worthy weather can be uncomfortable for me.

I suppose it’s something that you and Sonic like, though.

Yeah? Well I’m here now, so I’m not too late.

-Well, Sonic’s playful smirk dropped into a genuine smile upon Shadow’s little content sigh.

Heh, cute.-

You eat today, babe?

[Shadow might respond sarcastically to that but honestly Sonic’s scratching his back felt so good that he didn’t even care. In fact, he even began to purr softly.] 

Mm... Yes, I did. Though I’d like to eat dinner with you...

Yooo– Yeah, I’m here. Sorry, I felt like explorin’ the forest today.

But yeah, sure. One back scratch comin’ right up!

-And he jumped behind Shadow to dig his fingers into his back and begin scratching into the flesh beneath his fur.-

I needed you...

[Teasing Shadow was teasing. But that protest quickly died anyway with a long contented sigh as he closed his eyes with Sonic scratching his back.] 

Thank you, dear...

I’m not fat.

HEY. HEY. THERE YOU ARE.

Can you scratch my back? Please? It itches so bad...