Tales From Exobius

“I won’t be overcome by the darkness!”

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Tails Doll didn’t feel much hatred towards those who were created by Eggman. He didn’t have many affectionate feelings for them too. No matter how many times he would call them his siblings, it was only a way for him to annoy them.

After all, no robot worth his salt would ever acknowledge the fact that he is related to a soft doll which was created solely as a spying tool.

The cursed thing turned his head to look over his shoulder. He didn’t have to, but it was delivering a very impactful dramatic effect and Tails Doll loved theatrics.

“Well, hey there! Didja come to see your fave bro?” The plush wouldn’t be surprised if Eggman was the one who sent the robot his way and if so…

  Someone might just end up seeing nightmares that night.

Mecha had been patrolling, as was his case, when he had stumbled upon a portal. While he wanted no part in it, the nearest responding team was over an hour out... So it was up to him to explore the unknown. He ex-vented, steam rising from his faceplate before he dared to march forward. The second he was through, he turned back, watching as the portal shrank to a hair’s width- not gone, just... Inactive?

He turned back, only to see a strange doll of some sort. It reminded him of Tails, the files he’d downloaded on the fox before his roboticization. And... ‘Bro’? Was this thing... Related to him? Maybe- maybe it was another device of Eggman’s...? He glanced around, spotting only trees, stretching out far into the distance. An unknown place, with an unknown, seemingly living doll that had sentience.

This felt like a trap.

“.... No.” It took a few seconds for Mecha to actually gain the power to respond, and once he had it, that was the first thing out. “I am here to check for threats to Exobius.” He kept his fists idle at his side, twin red-lights focusing on the strange doll-thing. “Did Eggman make you?” A part of him was already itching to ask for a fight, but he held it back. He was supposed to act like an ambassador in situations like these, right?- Be diplomatic?

“ I’m sorry! I apologize! I didn’t mean to seem rude and assume things!” The child tucked his head down a bit a little ashamed of himself for asking something like that. “ I hope you aren’t mad or anything..” the child was fiddling with his hands a little bit before another yawn hit him and he began rubbing his eyes. “Wow I never seen a robot quite like you before I mean I remember Metal Sonic from my zone but he wasn’t as advanced or very nice either…He wasn’t as awesome and cool as you are.” the child eyes were beginning to droop from having a full tummy and feeling safe so he decided to lay down curling up into a side ball on the couch.

Mecha stared. He had expected a yell, a scream, a ‘get away from me’- but no, instead he got-... Apologies? He continued looking at the hedgehog in mute shock, surprised by the reaction he’d received. It was unlike virtually anything he’d ever gotten up to this point- and it was... Honestly, strange.

“Me? Mad?” There was a laugh. “Always. But don’t worry ‘bout it, kid.” He waved a servo. There was a thrumming hum from the echidna as the other mentioned Metal... So the guy existed in other zones, then... “We have a Metal Sonic here. He’s a bit of a recluse, since most beings worry Fade.” Mecha shook his helm. “Can’t say I blame either one of ‘em.” He watched as Storm’s eyes began to droop, the hedgehog curling up on the couch. There was an inquisitive beep from Mecha, but not one he made into an actual question. Instead, he left for a moment- returning shortly after with a blanket, which he rested over the curled-up hedgehog.

The child as in awe when things came to life when he got near his eyes sparkled brightly at his surroundings before he decided to settle himself down on one end of the couch in the living room setting his head on the back as he watched the mecha a bit. “ I not very loud anyways so you won’t have to worry about that. Top guard? Wow! That must be a tough job keeping everyone safe and making sure fights don’t break out or people do bad things like steal.” The hedgehog wanted to ask a question but was afraid to ask.. He finally got his courage up so he could ask. “ I hope this isn’t rude of me to ask but… How long have you been a robian?” The child kind of wondered why he wasn’t turned back to normal.. did they not have a way to reverse it like in their zone or once you were robotized was it permeant? again more questions for later because the young hedgehog let out a adorable yawn of tiredness.

He wasn’t sure if the not being loud part was a good thing... Or a bad thing. Weren’t children naturally loud beings? He filed the thought for later, a small chuckle escaping his sound system as he leaned against the wall close by. Watching the kid explore had been nice... Maybe it’d be fun to look after the blue hedgehog?--

He froze up as the other questioned... How long he’d been a robian. Mecha glanced towards the kid, his optics dilated. The light they normally showcased was a bit dim as he ex-vented. May as well rip that band-aid off.

“I am not a robian.” He crossed his arms, closing his optics so he wouldn’t have to see the reaction. Undoubtedly, it would be negative. It always had been when he’d first introduced himself- and even now, his position as top guard was a bit.. Perilous even at the best of times, thanks to citizens being in constant fear of Mecha and his comrades turning on them. “There are robians, but I am not. I am one of the few surviving robots.- Although I am based, body, mind, and soul, on ‘Knuckles’. I have never had, nor will I ever be able to have... A flesh-and-blood body.” There was a note there- was it concern? Sadness? Pained acceptance?

He opened his optics at the yawn, noticing the adorable hedgehog’s movements. Something had to be wrong with his circuitry.

Both for my sake and the sake of others!

Bold = Homeowner

Italics = Roommate (w/homeowner and others listed)

Metal Sonic (Metal) -- Sonic the Werehog (Fade)

Tails Doll (Taid) -- Cream the Robian (Cream), Tails the Robian (Tails), Emerl the Gizoid (Emerl)

Mecha Knuckles (Mecha) -- Charyb the Gizoid (Charyb)

Simoom the Echidna (Si) -- Hone the Gizoid (Hone)

Light Gaia (Chip)

Dark Gaia (Tenebrosity)

The hedgehog was in awe at the building then his eyes seemed to sparkle at the inside his eyes getting wide before he attempted to hug the mecha echidna tears in the child’s eyes but they were happy tears. “ Thank you thank you thank you! It been so long since I have slept inside where it nice and warm! I promise to be as quiet as a mouse and I don’t mind rooming with a robot. I believe everyone is equal no matter the circumstance of their birth,. If everyone was kinder to each other then the zones would be a much better place.” The hedgehog was a little curious about the fridge without a handle but he ask about that a little later instead he slowly explored his surroundings his butt was wagging so hard that he had to grab onto the counter so he did not knock himself over.. the other was missing most of his tail only a little stub was there. “It so.. cozy here.. I never felt so safe? yeah safe…”

Mecha blinked, frozen for a moment at the unfamiliar sensation. He’d never been hugged in his life-- and- he found it.... Nice. Cautiously, quietly, he wrapped his arms around the hedgehog, shuttering closed his optics as he just listened to the rapid heartbeat of a speedy hedgehog, the tears brimming in his eyes... Mecha’s own were glitching slightly, and when he pulled away, it was probably noticeable for a moment before he blinked, and it was gone.

“... You’re welcome.” Mecha huffed. “Just be careful.” He couldn’t afford to show weakness, but this kid was quickly snapping apart all of his barriers. “You don’t have to be quiet at all hours- just when it’s time to recharge.” Mecha rolled his optics, but there was an air of a smirk to his synthetic voice. “... You’re right, kid.” He ex-vented, watching the child explore his living space and trying not to immediately use his own connections to the devices to turn them on. Of course, upon sensing a living creature near them, each device turned on in turn with their own assortments of hums and thrums.

Mecha noticed the stub of a tail. It filled his nonexistent heart with a sort of grief that he couldn’t quite place- and so he tried to push it aside. Everyone had been hurt by Eggman’s rule... No exceptions.