#and i feel like for that being wednesday instead of sonic raises my chances a little lol

[atschoolunfortunetly]

Sonic and Tails Wholesome Wednesday Four Repost because the entire fic didn't upload.

If you saw the first one, no you didn't. Here's the fic.

Sonic hated this.

Though, to be fair, who wouldn’t hate their body morphing against their will to become what one may describe as a monster. 

His teeth felt uncomfortable in his mouth, his hands too big to do anything he wanted them to do, his ears picking up sounds he never would hear normally. He was taller as well, which threw him off with every step if the adrenaline of battle wasn't distracting him. 

He let out a huff and rubbed his eyes. He was more exhausted during the days since at night his werehog form gave him an energy boost. Speaking of which, he has no idea what time it is. All he knows is that the moment the moon rises, he’ll go back to being a beast. He tapped his foot on the ground and leaned back into the chair he was sitting on.

A sudden knock and a creak from behind took him out of his thoughts.

“Hey,”

Sonic turned around to see Tails entering the room and Sonic gave him a smile.

“Hey, bro! What’s up?”

“Well, nothing really. Did you get any rest?”

“Me? Rest? Thinking you got the wrong hedgehog, buddy.”

“Soniccc, you know you need your energy-”

“Hey, I tried bud! All I got was antsy instead! Sitting around and trying to take a nap while the world is split apart doesn’t sit with me!”

“Sonic…”

Silence filled the room as Sonic and Tails managed to get themselves into a staring contest. Both stared the other down as they waited for the other to say something. However, before anyone could get the chance to utter a word, Sonic felt a familiar sensation and the purple light over his chest only confirmed the thought.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he felt his body morph around him. One might think it hurts but it doesn’t…well, the first time it did but that doesn’t count. Opening his eyes he stretched his legs out before looking back at Tails. Any inch of tiredness he felt became dull as energy pumped through him.

“...Does it hurt when that happens?”

“No, it doesn’t.”

“Then why do you look so uncomfortable?”

Sonic grimaced. He knew Tails would find out eventually despite how well he tried to hide it. That doesn’t mean he won’t try to delay the inevitable.

“I wasn’t paying attention to the time to be honest. Caught me off guard is all.”

Tails raised an eyebrow and Sonic knew Tails knew that wasn’t the case.

“...Alright. Though what does it feel like to be, y’know, like that?”

Sonic let out a chuckle, “I’m going to be honest with you, it ain’t that fun. More annoying than anything.”

“Annoying?”

“Yep, annoying.”

“How is it annoying?”

Sonic clicked his tongue, “Well, for starters I can hear a lot of things I normally wouldn’t be able to.”

“Really?”

Tails walked over to where Sonic was and pulled over a chair, before sitting down with clear curiosity in his eyes. Sonic smiled at him before sitting up straighter.

“Yeah, and trust me, it isn’t as fun as one would think. When we’re outside I can hear people inside talking about things and let me tell ya, somethings are better left unheard.”

“Pff- sorry, sorry.”

“No! It’s okay! You can laugh! It’s just weird when you’re talking about something important and then I just hear ‘LINDA YOU ATE ALL THE OREOS!’”

Tails bursted out laughing and Sonic chuckled along with him. 

“Oh god, how do you not laugh whenever you hear something like that?”

“My self-control is better than one may think!”

“Really? I find that hard to believe.”

Sonic rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, earning another laugh from the fox.

He pulled his tongue back in and was forced to remember just how sharp his teeth were as a point decided to make itself known. He let out an unintentional yelp which made the fox blink in sudden surprise.

“Did you just bite your tongue?”

“Yyyep. Ow. Ow, ow, ow.”

“Are you okay?”

Sonic let out a hum and nodded despite the fact that he could taste blood in his mouth.

“You sure? I mean, I would know how bad pointy teeth hurt. I have them myself, ya know?”

“Hey, we hedgehogs have fangs to ya know!”

“Eh, not as sharp as mine.”

Sonic faked a dramatic gasp, “Wow, my entire species was just slandered. Can’t believe this. I trusted you, ya know?”

Tails simply stuck his tongue out and Sonic faked another gasp.

“Betrayal! Betrayal from my own brother! A sad, sad day indeed.”

Tails began to chuckle and Sonic joined him. Despite everything, Sonic no longer felt as bad as he did a few moments ago.

“So, anything else you deem annoying that isn’t accidental eavesdropping and biting your own tongue a lot?”

Sonic rolled his eyes before taking a look at his claws.

He simply raised his hands upward and sighed, “Well, these also suck.”

“...How do they suck?”

“Well, they’re really strong, and that’s cool and all until boom. Broken doorknob.”

Tails blinked a couple times before tilting his head with a smug smile, “So that’s what happened to Professor Pickle’s doorknob, isn’t it?”

Sonic sighed, “Yyyep. My bad.”

“I suppose you’re also the one who left ten dollars on his desk as well?”

“...”

“Thought so.”

“I’ll have you know that doorknob personally insulted me greatly.”

“Sure bro, sure.”

“It dissed not only me but you. I protected our honor. You’re welcome.”

“What will I ever do without you?”

Sonic shrugged and grinned, “You’d probably be doing something boring, like being in school.”

“Some people like school, Sonic.”

“Nerds?”

“Me.”

“Ah, so you’re a nerd.”

“No! I just like learning!”

“Sounds like a nerd activity to me!”

“...You suck.”

Sonic stuck his tongue out again and Tail gave him a smirk, “Careful! You might bite it again!”

“Shut up.”

“No, you started it by calling me a nerd so you shut up.”

“I didn’t start nothing, what are you talking about?”

“Wh- Yes you did!”

“No I didn’t.”

“Did too!”

“Nah, I don’t think I did.”

Tails let out a huff as Sonic gave him a smirk. The room fell into silence once again and Sonic was comfortable with that. He still doesn’t like this form, not at all, but talking to Tails did make some of it better.

“...Anything else?”

“One would think being tall is cool but everytime I switch to this form and I walk normally sometimes I end up dragging my feet and it creates this-” “Awful scratching sound because of the spikes. I noticed that too to be honest. I didn’t want to say anything because I thought it would be mean.”

“Exactly that. Plus with my enhanced hearing it sounds like it’s right next to my ears and everytime I do it I want to scream.”

“Maybe if we scream exactly when it happens we won’t have to hear it.”

“Brilliant. I am going to walk the streets and randomly scream my head off and scare everyone nearby.”

“Pff, imagine doing it while talking to someone! LIke Amy-""What about me?”

Sonic and Tails both whipped their heads back to see Amy standing right behind them. Her expression looked confused as Tails immediately covered his mouth to not laugh.

“Wow, when did you get in here?”

“I walked in when you guys were talking about screaming to cover something up.”

Tails was trying so hard not to laugh as Sonic just blinked in shock.

“We were talking about the annoying scraping sound my shoes make when I accidentally drag my feet.”

“Ah…have you tried covering the spikes?”

“How would he cover the spikes?” Tails asked.

“I don’t know.”

“I don’t think I can even if I wanted to,” Sonic spoke up, “Wouldn’t the spikes break through everything?”

“I mean we could grab a really thick piece of wood,” Tails suggested.

“Yeah, but I would need to wear it with my normal shoes as well since, y’know, my clothes for some reason change with my form.”

“How does that work?” Amy asked.

“I don’t know.”

Both Amy and Sonic turned to Tails who gave them a deadpanned look in response.

“Just because I am the smart one doesn’t mean I know how transforming into a werehog works.”

“Yeah, Amy. Don’t stereotype my brother as a know-it-all simply because he’s smart.”

“You looked towards him too?!?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Sonic, please stop gaslighting people,” Tails spoke, trying to hide a laugh.

“Gaslighting. We’re making up words now? Can’t believe I am in a room with delusional people,” Sonic spoke, also trying to not laugh and clearly failing.

All three eventually broke into laughter though as the room’s atmosphere lightened up significantly since Sonic was by himself. 

Sonic felt better now. Werehog or not, with his friends by his side he’s happy.

[roaringroa]

i have two halloween parties to go to this weekend (one friday night and the other saturday night) and two costumes to wear, should i wear the sonic onesie for the first party and the wednesday addams dress for the second or vice versa

[who-souffle-blog]

”Holo Feelings.”

•[WHOUFFLE IMPLIED]•

“And what about you?” His smile glimmered as he let the words slip from his tongue. He was so childishly excited and it only made her heart pound faster and faster. What was she to tell him?

She took a chance.

“Of course I do! I’ve never felt this way with any guy I’ve ever met, mind you,” Clara sighed in relief. She had finally told him.

Finally.

It was off of her chest.

•———————————————————————•

“Do me a favor and try the Zigzag Plotter? It’s to your left. Looks like a car shift?” The Doctor grumbled. He was tired of laying on top of some rickety old skateboard.

It had been like any other Wednesday, the Doctor appeared in Clara’s room despite her protests of ‘privacy’ and promised her amazing planets. Instead, what she got was the console sputtering and bursting into sparks with the pull of one lever. Thus, leaving the Doctor to make some ‘quick repairs’ that required a skateboard for him to...lay on? And surely he had, rolling himself underneath the large console’s panel. The short companion had plopped herself into the white leather captain’s chair. Her legs crossed as she watched him intently, occasionally raising her hand to her mouth to bite at her nails whilst he frustratingly talked of the planet they had planned to visit. Something about a festival celebrating horoscopes and Clara was reluctant to admit she was fine with missing it.

The longer these repairs were taking, the more restless Clara had become.

��Is there anything I can do to help speed this up, Doctor?” She hadn’t meant to sound impatient, but that’s exactly what the Doctor picked up in the tone of her voice. Rolling himself out from underneath the console to look at her, he bit the inside of his cheek and sighed.

“On the lower platform there is a panel with a red glow, I need you to open it up and flip the fifth switch,” that’s all he said as he wheeled back under. His forehead littered with small beads of sweat from being in the cramped and uncomfortable position.

Rolling her eyes, Clara got up, straightening her short skirt and strolling to the staircase that she would quickly bounce down with each step, before practically skipping to the storage panels underneath the console platform. Spotting the red shine through the circular window, Clara bent down, lifting it up and counting the switches before flicking the small metal knob. A soft hum echoed throughout the T.A.R.D.I.S’ interior.

“Got it!”

“Wonderful!”

“Done now, yeah?”

“Not quite.”

With a bright smile, Clara bounded up the steps, only to see the Doctor scanning the console with his sonic screwdriver. The green glow reflecting in his matching irises. Splaying his hands out, he chuckled and looked to his companion with an awkward smile.

“She needs to calibrate before we go flying her somewhere or else we could end up landing in the wrong place or even get lost in a supernova-“

“Alright, well that’s just water tight,” she huffed, her arms crossing as she sat back down in the chair.

“Seems it hasn't been the best Wednesday?”

“No, it’s been an okay day, just was looking forward to going somewhere.”

He could sense a tinge of dishonesty in her voice and it made his hearts ache. Leaning against the console, the Timelord crossed his arms and examined her body language.

“Something on your mind? You’ve seemed timid at the thought of just relaxing, you know. So then let’s just talk about that, eh?” He hadn’t wanted to pry...at first, but this had been going on for a while. She seemed to be running and not just from the bad guys they often had to stop. She seemed to be running from something that was constantly on her mind.

“I’ve just got some things I need off my chest. It’s truly nothing, Doctor,” she muttered, looking to him. Crossing her arms as she attempted to mimic him. “Just some stuff.”

“Stuff. Dangerous word, that. I suppose I’ve got some ’stuff’ on my mind as well then.”

“You...do...?”

“Of course! Clara I’ve always got things on my mind. Well...Mostly things about you. You take up quite a lot of my thought processing-“ his hands lifted, his fingers fiddling in the air in order to ‘emphasize’ his words. Instead, it just looked weird to her.

“Mostly me?”

“Yes. I despise you sometimes, you’re a mystery to me. Something I have to solve and it frustrates me all the same. Nothing about you I despise I might add. You’re quite perfect to me. Smart, pretty, kind and compassionate and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you,” his gaze shifted to meet her’s for the first time since the had entered.

”You’ve grown very..fond to my hearts.”

The pause in his words intrigued her. Sitting up in the seat, she tilted her head at him. Wanting to pry some emotions out of the alien.

“Fond? Just fond?”

“Well, ‘fond’ isn’t the right word, it’s more like an extreme feeling of...liking,” he muttered, his voice lowering as his sentence had begun to end.

“Extreme feeling of…?” She hadn’t heard him, or at least she pretended she hadn’t. Her lips parted a single word. The word she longed to hear as her doe-brown eyes searched his green irises for just a hint of lies.

“Love.”

The word took her by surprise, yet it was always what she wanted to hear since the trip to Akhaten. A soft laugh escaped her lips as she stood, causing the Doctor to stiffen and straighten up his posture.

“Clara..?”

“You love me?”

“Of course I do? How could I not? Didn’t I say you were perfect in every way for me?” He chuckled anxiously, his hands clasped in front of him, his thumb gently running along the back of his hand as he rocked back and forth on the heels of his boots. “And what about you?” His smile glimmered as he let the words slip from his tongue. He was so childishly excited and it only made her heart pound faster and faster.

What was she to tell him?

She took a chance.

“Of course I do! I’ve never felt this way about any guy I’ve ever met, mind you,” Clara sighed in relief. She had finally told him.

Finally.

It was off her chest.

Their voices mixed in laughter and conversation as the Doctor remained on the opposite stairwell Clara had travelled down. Listening silently, he watched as the hologram continued it’s banter with the girl. His hearts hung heavily in his chest. He had to know. He had to find out in some way or another, but he couldn’t exactly tell if he was happy it had succeeded or not. Looking to the copy of himself, he closed his eyes tightly.

He knew what he had to do.

What he always had to do with every companion.

Like he did with Amelia.

Just, push them away until those feelings left them..