tom vc: nice :/   

  “ Oh— hi Tom ! ”

tagged by: @egglatte​ (thank u !!)

tagging: steal it.

he shows up at the doorstep, holding a box of donuts and three lattes - two small, one in an espresso shot cup.

@donutlcrd​ // sc.

Having returned from a tiring day of work, the man had just been about to settle down when he heard a knock at the door. He drags himself to his feet, then setting aside the television remote, makes for the door. Tom pulls it open before he turns dead-faced at the sight of the scientist, soon attempting to slam the door shut on his face.

FRIENDS WHO GET INTO TROUBLE STARTERS. / ACCEPTING.

The man stared at the black and red hedgehog, expression blank. Tom had seen many things in his lifetime, and with this recent hedgehog addition, these things were only stacking. Glancing to the window, he soon settled his hands on his hips, eventually forcing a grin at the other with slight restraint within its tone. ❝ I’d say so. ❞

The man was staring ahead across the dashboard, rubbing a temple and contemplating his life decisions before his gaze caught the flash of yellow popping up in his rear mirror. He froze, hand tensing around the wheel before his eyes rolled slowly to glance back. He turned his head, spotting the  “ creatures ” , then faced forward again, cautiously.

FRIENDS WHO GET INTO TROUBLE STARTERS. / ACCEPTING.

“ i’m pretty sure there was, genius. “

the ‘genius’ rolled off his tongue with enough sarcasm to kill someone. he presses a few buttons upon his glove and pulled up a holographic recreation of one of sonic’s blue quills.

“ this quill that you have so graciously given to me has proved to my benefit more than your feeble, inferior mind could ever fathom. and, and yes… i do remember.  “

No. Really. There’s nothing there for a person like you.

Of course, he wasn’t bothering to say that out loud. Robotnik was so full of himself the words wouldn’t matter, and Tom’s attention was far too focused on the quill presented to say anything to that motive.

Part of him wanted to hope that there was nothing to this quill. That it was excess, had no meaning. But if Sonic was really responsible for the power outage across the town, then hoping for those kind of chances was a risky decision. Was this bad? Oh, yes, extremely - but there was no telling where this quill was, what it was being used for, HOW IT WAS BEING PROTECTED.

“ nobody cares! “

the doctor took a half-step up. his face drew a blank expression for a split second before busting out a nasty nasty smirk.

“ now, do you remember the time where i came to your house? when you said there was nothing wrong, that there was nothing there? well, i proved you wrong. i saw the quill, tommy. i saw it with my own two hazel-hued eyes. “

❝ And then I punched you in the face, and you lost. Remember that? ❞ the man asked pointedly, raising an eyebrow with an expression lacking amusement. Pondering for a moment, Tom folded his arms, tilting his head ever so slightly before his brow furrowed. A grimacing smile, and he shook his head. ❝ ‘Cause I sure don’t remember hitting you THAT hard. ❞

“ here’s the thing, timmy. i never lose. “

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Sa1: ur police department gets flooded

Sa2: everyone is chasing sonic and wHAT WHY HES A REBEL BUT YALL KNOW THAT AINT HIM RIGHT