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Hello friends so Ik I said I didn’t have anything to post for my bday but I wanted to give you something (a birthday gift for me from me also for u if u will), so I present a sneak peak of my upcoming Sonic fic! Considering the poll I put out had the winner of “break his legs” that’s what we’ve got here :)

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Trigger Warnings: kidnapping, torture, implied stalking/obsession

Lastly, if you want this fic to ever come out for realsies, you should engage with this post and my blog! Ask questions, express excitement, anything to know I’m not screaming into the void… pls… as a birthday present for little old me?

Consciousness found him slowly. It was the kind of sleep where you woke up totally disoriented, unsure of where you even were. Like when you woke from a nice mid-afternoon nap.

Sonic wasn’t so sure he was taking a mid-afternoon nap.

He groaned, his head aching with something sharp. He blinked the sleep from his eyes as he sat up. It took him a moment too long to notice that he wasn’t alone.

There was a figure above him, watching. Waiting.

“Ever heard of personal space?” he snapped, reflexively kicking a leg out to shoo them away (or at least get them out of his personal bubble). He regretted the action immediately, choking on his own spit as waves of agony radiated from his legs, which very well looked to be broken. “FUCK!” he shouted, head knocking against the wall and doing nothing to help the horrible pounding in his skull.

The figure — a honey badger, he thought… though it was hard to tell in the dim lighting of… wherever he was �� didn’t seem to get the hint, instead moving even closer, until he was practically right on top of him.

Usually, Sonic had a bit more patience with people when they were probably evil villains with a plot to kill him, or something. But the piercing headache and the nauseating mess of his legs that he was trying not to think about were adding up to make one very cranky hedgehog.

“Get the fuck off me!” he snarled, trying to appear as intimidating as could be when his body was in as much pain as it was. He wondered how Shadow did this all the time. He wasn’t entirely sure the guy even knew how to smile.

No doubt because Sonic was just that good at imitating his rival, the guy backed off a touch. Still far closer than he’d like, but at least he wasn’t nearly in his lap now.

“Well, that’s not a very nice way to ask for something,” he said, the slightest furrow to his brows.

“Yeah, I don’t tend to treat people who kidnap me with manners, sorry,” he said. “Who even are you? One of Egghead’s new goons?”

“That psychopath? Hardly,” he scoffed, as if the very idea was ridiculous. As if Sonic waking up in — what, some kind of basement, maybe? — wasn’t the exact sort of thing Eggman would pull.

Granted, Eggman had also never landed a hit on him like this before. It made Sonic’s stomach roll unpleasantly.

He tried to shift his upper body in a way that wouldn’t jostle his injuries, but failed spectacularly, only barely managing to keep his shout at a low hiss, instead. This was so bad. But his friends were definitely already looking for him, so he’d probably be out of here in like, an hour or two. He’d get his legs fixed up, and mope around a bit while he waited for them to properly heal, and then this would all be some odd memory that he would look back on and laugh.

Hopefully.

“Well?” the badger prompted with a lopsided smile, “aren’t you going to ask my name?”

Beyond the fact that Sonic really just… didn’t care, he also hesitated to do so considering the weird way in which that was said. Because… what the hell did that lilt of his tone even mean?

“Doesn’t really seem relevant, honestly,” he shrugged, “I mean, I’ll be outta here before I could ever make the space to remember it, anyway.”

Rather than annoyance or frustration at his cocky attitude, the badger actually laughed. And not like a creepy evil villain laugh, but an actual laugh. Which, while normally Sonic would be incredibly pleased that someone was actually appreciating his humor, he really… wasn’t being all that funny, this time. Was he being serious? Definitely not. But it wasn’t like he’d made a joke, either.

It was just kind of… a weird reaction, from some random guy he’d never met and/or fought before. Speaking of which, now he definitely wasn’t asking his name, because he was worried it would only somehow make this interaction stranger.

He was pretty content to just kind of sit here by himself until he was rescued, thanks.

The badger shook his head with an amused grin. “Come on,” he prompted, “I think you’ll really like it.”

Yeah, unless his name was something-something-chili-dog, he doubted that. Man, what he’d give for a chili dog right now.

Not that he had much to give. His legs were fucking broken, after all, but he was trying not to think about that.

He wasn’t given that luxury for much longer. A pair of soft, smooth hands clasped around his thigh, and Sonic yelped in shock, just about to lash out, injuries be damned… but then they were sliding down, until they reached just below the knee, practically only a ghost of a touch. He didn’t have the time to wonder what he was doing. He’d find out in mere seconds, heart lurching into his throat when thick fingers grasped his leg and crushed.

He shrieked, waves of raw, unfiltered agony pulsing from the site of his broken bone, where harsh hands were probably pushing it even farther out of place.

He could feel it shifting where it stuck out of his skin.

“FUCK!” He wailed, nearly convulsing. His mind was a screaming wall of sound and little else, like a dial-up computer from the 90s or something.

“Be nice and ask my fucking name.”

“Fine — CHAOS—!” He sobbed, mortified to find tears squeezing their way out of his eyes. Nonono, Sonic the Hedgehog didn’t cry, he didn’t show this kind of weakness. He didn’t let people know when they were actually getting to him. “What’s your — name?” He spit out hoarsely, hardly able to breathe through the never-ending pain.

The pressure dissipated just as soon as it first appeared. Soft hands pet along his shin, mournful and apologetic. Sonic was certain he was going to throw up.

“I’m so glad you asked,” the badger all but purred, a delighted grin replacing the stark rage on his face just moments before. “It’s Maurice.”

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medical trauma hedgehogs perchance?

Oh yeah dude it’s gonna be so good

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using this as a comment/review platform for the birthday snippet ✨✨ but i looove it!! i have a major weakness for little guys breaking their legs. i definitely cannot wait for the whole thing to be done <<3

Thinking about Crutchy.. yeah I knew that’d get u teehee

Thank u beloved ilysm

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oh so you meant break his legs like literally

Well yes

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okay so what’s the vibes behind this Maurice guy being a honey badger!!! is it because they’re dangerous or what?

Another @jasponchaos classic tbh

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so, who’s maurice? what’s his motivation? tell me about him bestie i’m curious

YAYY okok so

Maurice works for GUN (though not a field agent), so he’s certainly capable in.. the more suspicious things, such as keeping under the radar when kidnapping the world’s favorite hedgehog

But you see, it’s not just the world’s favorite hedgehog, it’s his favorite hedgehog. He is in fact, Sonic’s biggest fan, and of course loves him in a way no one else ever could (bro needs to look up parasocial relationships).

He does what any normal and rational man would do and kidnaps the object of his affections and locks him in his basement, breaking his legs so he can’t escape.

With enough time Sonic will fall in love with him and they will be the world’s most perfect couple with no horribly abusive undertones at all!!! Truly a genius plan, it’s sure to work.

Spoiler alert: it does not.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! im hyped as fuck for your sonic fic, like wtf

THANK UUUU

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wait so like is the name maurice actually relevant or is he just a weirdo

So fun little Sonic fact! His middle name is Maurice

Shoutout @jasponchaos for coming up with that <3