FIC & ART & META

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, Sonic the Hedgehog (Video Games) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles "Tails" Prower & Sonic the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog & Vanilla the Rabbit, Cream the Rabbit & Sonic the Hedgehog, Cream the Rabbit & Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog & Kocos Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles "Tails" Prower, Shadow the Hedgehog, Vanilla the Rabbit, Cream the Rabbit, Kocos (Sonic the Hedgehog) Additional Tags: Post-Game: Sonic Frontiers, Miles "Tails" Prower and Sonic the Hedgehog are Siblings, Sonic the Hedgehog Needs a Hug, Sonic the Hedgehog Has Issues, Sonic the Hedgehog Has PTSD - Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Sonic the Hedgehog Has a Bad Time, Good Older Sibling Sonic the Hedgehog, Good Sibling Miles "Tails" Prower, Protective Shadow the Hedgehog, Minor Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Feels, Mentioned Maria Robotnik, Sonic does not deal well with loneliness, who would have thought, Sonic the Hedgehog Big Bang 2024 Summary:

The nightmare always starts the same.

The Tornado idling on a field, red metal gleaming in the sun, an excited Tails flying circles around one of the wings.

Last minute adjustments, he shouts.

Take your time, Sonic shouts back.

He is balancing on top of a low ledge, not even looking up. He hasn't looked up once ever since arriving here, ever since noticing the plane and the bags and hearing the engine purr relentlessly. Out of the corner of his eyes he can see his little brother zipping back and forth, can hear his excited chatter, low and muffled as if reaching him through glass. He concentrates on his shoes and on the thin ledge he is pacing on.

Up and down. Up and down.

I'm done, Tails calls.

Great, Sonic calls back.

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After the events of Sonic Frontiers Tails has left for his own adventure and Sonic is happy for his little brother. Everything is fine. Great even.

Now if his mind would just stop playing tricks on him...

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, Sonic the Hedgehog (Video Games), Sonic Forces - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Shadow the Hedgehog/Sonic the Hedgehog, Implied Amy Rose/ Rouge the Bat, Shadow the Hedgehog & Sonic the Hedgehog, Rouge the Bat & Shadow the Hedgehog Characters: Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog, Rouge the Bat, Amy Rose (Mentioned) Additional Tags: Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Panic Attacks, Mental Health Issues, Sonic the Hedgehog Needs a Hug, post-eggman empire, Post-War, Past Torture, nothing graphic, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Insomnia, Sort of? - Freeform, Likely OOC, Shadow the Hedgehog Needs a Hug, No beta we die like Shadow, Sonic the Hedgehog Has ADHD, Post-Game: Sonic Forces, Pre-Relationship, Developing Relationship Summary:

"... Do you have Crunchyroll?"

"Uh, sort of, I guess? Why?"

"I wanted to watch a show. You're the one with the account."

Sonic cocked his head to the side a bit, brow furrowed. "You came here just to use my TV?"

"...Yes."

Sonic’s whole body lurched forward as he coughed up mouthfuls of water when he had finally reached the surface, his chest heaving with each ragged breath.

Through the ringing in his ears, he heard a deep voice, low, firm, and right next to him.

Shadow.

Sonic couldn’t make out the words, but the steady pressure of a hand rubbing slow, firm circles into his back kept him grounded. The warmth of it was the only thing fighting off the miserable chill sinking into his bones.

"Hhgh-” Another harsh cough wracked through him, making his whole body tremble. He shivered violently, dripping wet, hating every second of it. "Damn it… hate water…" he muttered weakly, voice hoarse.

Still gasping for air, Sonic forced his bleary eyes to focus, and immediately regretted it.

Shadow was right there. His soaked fur clung to his frame, dark spines glistening under the moonlight, red streaks catching the faint glow just right. His chest fur was damp and fluffed up, his quills dripped water onto the ground, and his expression, focused, sharp, unreadable, was aimed entirely at him.

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Shadow was on him in a split-second, poised above Sonic in a flash of crackling red energy, one paw raised in a clawed threat, teeth bared. He was the picture-perfect example of battle ready, even if he was panting a little more than the last time they’d gone head-to-head. And Sonic just laughed, grinning wildly. It visibly threw Shadow off, burning red eyes flicking from Sonic to his own claws and back to Sonic, his mouth slowly going slack from its previous twisted expression.   “What are you- are you laughing?” Shadow blinked.

“Kinda fun just to, you know, blow some steam off without the threat of world destruction or fifty years of vengeance making things all…” Sonic shuddered, dramatically waving both paws at Shadow. “Complicated.”

Or: the rehabilitation of one Shadow the Hedgehog whether or not he asked for it.

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In the aftermath of crashing back down to earth for a second time, Shadow has a horrible realization: he doesn't even know the blue hedgehog’s name. It's over two months later when they reunite that he finally gets the chance to learn it (among other things).

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Post Sonic 3 story based around the fact that, I kid you not, not a single person ever tells Shadow what Sonic’s name is that entire movie. Not one. Dude was just fighting him having no clue who he was. Now with a part two from Sonic's POV!

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When Sonic fell through space, he dreamed. He dreamed of Tom and the life they could've had together, with Ozzy and Maddie and Tails and Knuckles. He dreamed of endless camping trips with at least double that amount of smores. He'd laugh when Knuckles burned them.

When Sonic fell through space, he was burning.

-- Author drabble translation: Sonic escaped that fucking cannon way too easily. I'm here to change that

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Chapters: 17/? Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types, Sonic the Hedgehog (Video Games), Sonic the Hedgehog (IDW Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blaze the Cat & Silver the Hedgehog, Amy Rose & Blaze the Cat, Silver the Hedgehog & Sonic the Hedgehog, Rouge the Bat & Shadow the Hedgehog, E-123 Omega & Rouge the Bat & Shadow the Hedgehog, Miles "Tails" Prower & Sonic the Hedgehog, Mighty the Armadillo & Ray the Flying Squirrel, Charmy Bee & Espio the Chameleon & Vector the Crocodile, Charmy Bee & Espio the Chameleon, Jet the Hawk & Storm the Albatross & Wave the Swallow, Jet the Hawk & Sonic the Hedgehog, Espio the Chameleon & Vector the Crocodile, Miles "Tails" Prower & Ray the Flying Squirrel, Mighty the Armadillo & Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna & Mighty the Armadillo & Ray the Flying Squirrel, Sonic the Hedgehog & Miles “Tails” Prower & Mighty the Armadillo & Ray the Flying Squirrel, Knuckles the Echidna & Miles "Tails" Prower & Sonic the Hedgehog, Amy Rose & Shadow the Hedgehog, Charmy Bee & Vector the Crocodile Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Amy Rose (Sonic the Hedgehog), Silver the Hedgehog, Blaze the Cat, Rouge the Bat, Shadow the Hedgehog, E-123 Omega (Sonic the Hedgehog), Miles "Tails" Prower, Mighty the Armadillo, Ray the Flying Squirrel, Knuckles the Echidna, Vector the Crocodile, Espio the Chameleon, Charmy Bee, Team Chaotix (Sonic the Hedgehog), Team Dark (Sonic the Hedgehog), Jet the Hawk, Wave the Swallow, Storm the Albatross, Babylon Rogues (Sonic the Hedgehog), Cream the Rabbit Additional Tags: Fluff, Animal Instincts, Winter, hibernation, Featuring My Personal Headcanons, Animal Traits, Domestic Fluff, Team Dark are Family (Sonic the Hedgehog), Slice of Life, Fighting, Miles "Tails" Prower and Sonic the Hedgehog are Siblings, Mild Blood, Summer, Blood and Injury, Blood, Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Team Chaotix are Family (Sonic the Hedgehog), Panic Attacks, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Platonic Cuddling, Family Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Attempted Kidnapping Summary:

This is simply a bunch of short stories centered around animal fun facts and how I think they would affect Sonic and the gang. I love it when authors do this so I figured I could make my own!

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The world was a blur of colors as Jet and Sonic raced through the jungle. They weaved up, under, and through any obstacles in their way, pushing themselves closer and closer to the finish line. Both held determined looks on their faces, eager to win the race. They turned the corner, and the finish line came into view, their friends eagerly waiting. 

Amy, Tails, and Knuckles cheered on Sonic as Storm and Wave cheered on Jet. 

The two speedsters approached the finish line at breakneck speeds. They leaned forwards, pushing their Extreme Gear as fast as it would go. 

They flashed past the finish line, the cheering from their friends growing louder. The two came to a screeching halt, jumping off their Extreme Gear. 

“Ha! I totally won this time!” Jet boasted, a wide grin on his face. 

Sonic scoffed as he laughed. “What? Are you blind? I totally won!” 

The two shoved past each other as they rushed towards Tails, who was staring intently at his tablet. 

“Hey, Tails! I won, right?” Sonic asked, shoving Jet away from him. 

Tails squinted harder at the screen, his eyes focused on the image of the two crossing the finish line. “Uh… I’m not- Hey!” 

Jet snatched the tablet from the kit’s hands and took a few steps away, staring down at the tablet. His smile quickly faded as he frowned, his eye twitching. His grip on the tablet tightened as his frustration grew. “Are you kidding?!” He shouted, stomping his foot on the ground.

Sonic smirked, crossing his arms. “What? Can’t accept defeat once in a while?” 

Jet’s body shook, his feathers ruffled as he approached the hedgehog. “No!” 

He shoved the tablet in Sonic’s face, revealing the image. Even with the numerous camera angles, each one showed them neck and neck. Again. Sonic frowned, his ears turning back. He whipped towards Jet, the two immediately bashing heads and staring each other down with equal growls of frustration. 

Amy pushed herself between the two and shoved them away from each other. “Now boys, does it really matter who’s the fastest out-” 

A sharp “Yes!” came from the speedsters. 

The pink hedgehog sighed. “But this is your fifth race ending in a tie! Can’t you just both accept that you’re fast?!” 

“No way!” 

“I’m not losing to the likes of him!” 

Amy frowned, crossing her arms. 

“Well, I have an idea,” Tails started as he slowly took his tablet from Jet’s hands. “What if you guys did a different type of challenge? Just to have a definitive winner for today?” He asked with a nervous smile. If he were to be honest, he really wanted the competition to come to a close. He had a project back home calling his name, and he desperately wanted to respond to it. 

“Good idea, Tails,” Sonic said with a nod. He pointed a finger at Jet. “I challenge you to Uncle Beanie’s spice challenge!” 

Everyone grew silent. If there was one thing anyone knew about the challenge is that it was rough . There was a small restaurant just outside Central City that was still earning its footing, but anyone who went to Uncle Beanie’s Steakhouse knew that no one had completed the challenge. The challenge was to simply eat chili dogs with varying levels of spice. The challenge had five levels, the spice intensifying with each one. Most people made it to level two before they started dropping out. Few made it to three, and a rare few would make it to level four but never past that. Level five was rumored to be made with the phantom pepper: the hottest pepper on the planet Mobius. It was so hot that cooks were advised to wear goggles when cooking with it. The whole restaurant would always watch, cheering on the competitors. Rumor had it that if someone beat the challenge, each customer in the restaurant would get a free drink. Naturally, it was a hit for adrenaline junkies. 

Knuckles looked between everyone else before turning to the hedgehog. “Sonic, you can’t be serious.” 

The blue hedgehog turned around to face the echidna. “Of course I am! I’m the number one eater of chili dogs! If he can match my speed, I’d love to see him try to match this!” He turned back to the hawk. “What do you say, Jet? Can you take the heat?” 

The hawk only grinned. “I’ll do it. Prepared to be defeated, Sonic the Hedgehog!” 

Sonic’s smile only widened, a mischievous look on his face. “Then it’s a date! Be there by 5:00, and we’ll see who’s the better racer!” He turned around, grabbing his Extreme Gear. He walked off, his friends trailing behind him and expressing concerns about the challenge. 

Jet only watched with a smirk on his face. 

Wave watched until they were out of sight before turning to her boss. “Jet, why did you agree to that?” 

The mischievous smile growing wider on his face immediately told her everything she needed to know. 

Wave frowned as she placed her hands on her hips, popping a hip to the side. “You know you can’t taste spice! None of us can! You said you wanted a fair challenge when you first started all of this with Sonic!” 

The hawk shrugged as he turned to grab his Extreme Gear. “He chose the challenge; I just accepted.” 

“I think it’s a great idea, boss!” Storm said, giving Jet a thumbs up. 

The hawk’s smile widened as he puffed out his chest, a fist going to his hip. “See? Storm gets it,” he said, turning to Wave. 

“Storm is an idiot and agrees to anything you have to say!” 

Storm frowned, whipping around to face the swallow. He crouched to her level, his head low and feathers hackled. “Stop calling me an idiot all the time! I’m not stupid!” 

Waves frowned at him, her tail feathers fanning. “If you didn’t bumble around like one, maybe I wouldn’t!” 

Jet rolled his eyes as he began walking away from the arguing duo. They could fight all they wanted; he had a hedgehog to defeat. 

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The Babylon Rogues stepped into the restaurant. Peanut shells littered the floor, and the air was filled with the aroma of grilled meat. People talked and laughed loudly from their tables, nearly drowning out the loud music of the restaurant. Waiters weaved between tables at record speeds, delivering drinks and placing orders. 

Jet grimaced. He liked the cheering of crowds a lot better than the chaotic mess of sounds of this place. He scanned the restaurant, his eyes landing on Sonic on the other end of the room. He also noted that a lot of his friends had tagged along and currently sat a a large round booth. He only recognized a few, two of them being a white bat and a black and red hedgehog. He still remembered their impressive skills on Extreme Gear. He locked eyes with Sonic, who soon raced over. 

“Hey, Jet! Ready to get your butt kicked?” The blue blur asked with a grin. 

The hawk returned the smile. “Ha! In your dreams maybe!” 

A mouse wearing western attire and an apron approached the two, tipping her hat. “Howdy, y’all! Welcome to Uncle Beanie’s Steakhouse! Can I get a table ready for y’all?” She asked with a smile. 

Sonic’s grin widened as he slung his arm around Jet’s shoulders. “Nah, we’re here for the challenge!” 

The mouse reached for a rope and rang a bell loudly. It was immediately followed by cheers from the whole restaurant. 

“Right this way!” She turned and led them through the crowded restaurant. She led them to a small platform with a table and two chairs. A bucket sat next to each chair. She gestured for Jet and Sonic to sit down. 

“You sure you boys think you can take on the challenge?” She asked, grabbing two pieces of paper and a pen from her apron. 

Sonic leaned back in his chair, his hands behind his head. “I can! Don’t know about Jet though.” 

Jet scoffed with a smile. “Let’s see you say that once we hit level five!” 

“Oooh, confident ones,” the mouse said, setting the papers in front of them. “I need you two to sign these waivers, claiming that you know the effects of spice and that we are not liable for any harm or injury caused by consuming these chili dogs.” 

Jet watched as Sonic laughed and boasted about how he was a chili dog connoisseur, claiming the challenge to be nothing. The hawk only silently signed the waiver, the mischievous grin returning to his face as he handed the paper back to the mouse. 

The whole restaurant was already watching, but because it was only level one, people weren’t invested yet, only looking over between conversations. Sonic’s friends and the other members of the Babylon Rogues watched on. Tails, Amy, Omega, Charmy and Vector were deeply invested before it even began. Knuckles, Rouge and Espio showed interest but were not looking to jump out of their seats. Shadow pretended not to care, but he really wanted to see how the blue blur would handle this challenge. Wave watched on with a slight frown as Storm cheered on Jet. 

Within a few minutes, the first chili dog was brought out. Rather than being a whole chili dog to consume, they came out bite sized. Jet could only assume it was to save on food costs and make sure the contest was somewhat fair for the contestant. 

The mouse set down their plates along with two glasses of milk. “Now remember the rules: You have to swallow your food before moving on to the next level. You are welcome at any time to take a drink, but the moment you do, you forfeit. If you throw up, you forfeit as well, but just hope you don’t for your own sake.” 

Sonic rolled his eyes with a chuckle. “I’m sure it can’t be that bad.” 

The mouse laughed. “That’s what they all say. Good luck, boys.” 

Jet picked up his piece and ate it. The flavor was good, but it wasn’t outstanding. Just tasted like another chili dog to him. He looked up at Sonic as the hedgehog inhaled his piece. 

“Wow, first level is already more spicy than I expected!” Sonic said before swallowing. “It’s good though!” 

Jet hummed in agreement, watching the mouse take away the plates. He already knew he would win this challenge no problem, but he knew that keeping a straight face would make the hedgehog squirm. He couldn’t wait. 

They continued the cycle. A plate would be brought out, they would eat, and then they would wait for the next one. The restaurant was heavily invested now with loud cheering and banging tables after every round. 

Jet hadn’t been affected by the spice at all but found the different flavors interesting regardless. Maybe he could visit the place more often. 

He turned to Sonic once they reached level four. He had to admit he found it funny the way the hedgehog could occasionally cough on the spice and how sweat clung to his face. 

He casually put the chili dog in his mouth as he watched Sonic contemplate doing the same. Sonic glanced up, watching Jet stare back as he chewed his food and swallowed. The hedgehog frowned when the hawk offered a smirk. Without thought, the blue blur shoved the chili dog in his mouth. His mouth was ablaze, and he wondered how his mouth hadn’t gone numb by now. His lips already had, but his tongue still seemed to be intact. He coughed on the chili dog and forced himself to swallow. He held a hand to his mouth when it tried to come back up. He forced it down and turned to Jet, giving him a weak and very forced grin. The restaurant roared, seeing that the two would make it to the final level. 

Sonic coughed, holding a fist to his mouth. “Ready to give up yet, Jet?” 

Jet chuckled. “I think I could go for another round.” 

Sonic felt his stomach drop. The chances of him winning this were dwindling fast, but if the hedgehog was known for anything, it was his speed and his stubbornness. He leaned back in his chair, forcing a grin as he tried to look as casual as possible. “Yeah, me too. Wonder what will happen if we both win. Can’t have another tie, can we?” 

Jet couldn’t help but laugh loud. “Ha! You think this could end with another tie? Dream on!” 

Sonic shrugged. “You never know.” 

The mouse brought out the next round on a tray. Instead of the normal two plates, there were three. She set the two down in front of them and turned to the restaurant, holding the third plate high. “Alright, y’all! They’ve reached level five!” 

Thunderous cheering shook the building, urging the contestants to go on. 

“Now y’all will see them confront the phantom pepper !” 

The pepper in question sat on the plate, the red and white pepper looking deadly. Sonic felt his stomach churn. He wasn’t sure if it was from nervousness or the spice fest currently ruining his digestive system. 

The mouse set the pepper between the two contestants as the crowd continued to cheer. Friends chanted and rhythmic stomping and banging on tables soon filled the air. 

Sonic stared at the chili dog. Everything in him told him it would be a horrible idea to go through with this. He looked up at Jet, who had already picked up his share. The hawk raised his chili dog to the blue blur with a smirk before putting it in his mouth. Sonic’s competitive nature filled his veins as he shoved his piece into his mouth. He nearly spit it out as the horrendous pain bloomed in his mouth. 

The restaurant grew silent, watching with bated breath as the contestants chewed. Jet chose to chew slowly as he watched the hedgehog struggle to keep the food in his mouth. It was kinda pitiful. He figured he could at least make it seem like he was struggling. He finally swallowed. He glanced to his side, spotting the mouse staring at him with wide eyes. She blindly reached for a rope next to her and rang the bell. The restaurant exploded into cheers accompanied with stomping and banging of tables. Jet couldn’t stop the grin coming to his face. The sound of people cheering for him would never get old. 

He turned to the hedgehog, who still seemed to be struggling. An idea popped in his head, and he couldn’t find a reason not to do it. He reached across the table, picking up the phantom pepper. He inspected it before locking eyes with the hedgehog, who held a very confused look on his face. Jet only smirked and bit the pepper off the stem. The whole restaurant grew silent in an instant. Jet dropped the stem onto his plate and leaned back in his chair, reveling in the horrified look on Sonic’s face. Screw it. He was totally going to rub it in his face more. 

“Hm. Might’ve felt a little kick there.” 

The restaurant erupted into cheers once again. 

Jet’s smile only grew. “Who’s the better one now, Sonic the Hedgehog?” 

Sonic’s eyes grew wider before his face contorted into a frown. The hedgehog forced himself to swallow and shot a lopsided grin at Jet. His insides felt like they were melting, but he was going to continue to put up a front regardless. It all crumbled quickly as he soon began to cough and gag on the spice in his throat. 

The hawk stared, his brows furrowing and his mouth forming a thin line as the hedgehog began to shake. He would totally continue to relish in the feeling of everyone praising him for doing something so simple, but the pathetic state of the hedgehog was concerning to say the least. His head snapped away, his eyes squeezing shut as the hedgehog made use of the bucket next to the seat. 

When he opened his eyes again, Amy and Tails had made their way onto the platform to help the blue hedgehog. His victory no longer felt as satisfying, just observing the pitiful state. He got up and walked off the platform, getting a lot of pats on the back and shoulder from random strangers. He also received numerous compliments, most of them centered around the fact that he ate a whole phantom pepper. He decided his victory was still satisfying after all. 

He eventually made it back to the other members of the Babylon Rogues. Storm was the first to approach him. 

“You did great, boss! You sure showed him!” 

Jet could only smile as he placed his hands on his hips. “Well, that’s what you get when you challenge the legendary wind master!” 

Wave stood, approaching the two. “It wasn’t even a challenge of skill, so I wouldn’t go around saying that.” 

Jet rolled his eyes. “I still won, so that makes me the best!” He said, the smile returning. 

Wave sighed, knowing that it would be pointless to convince him otherwise. “I’m surprised he even held out for that long. You think he’ll be okay?” 

“Pah! He’ll be fine!” Jet said with a wave of a hand. “Now let’s get out of this dump before anyone asks why that was easy.” 

As he turned to leave, his feathers puffed when he found himself face to face with a fuchsia chameleon. Jet smirked, his feathers flattening. “Here for an autograph?” 

Espio frowned. “No. You cheated.” 

“What? I ate everything just like Sonic did,” he said with a shrug. “Not my fault he couldn’t handle it.” 

The chameleon’s eyes narrowed. “Birds can’t taste spice. Why would you challenge Sonic to a test you knew he could not win?” 

“It’s the other way around. He challenged me and lost. Now unless you want a photo or autograph, I got places to be,” he said, walking past the ninja. 

He walked out of the restaurant with Storm and Wave, fully knowing that the chameleon was still watching. 

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It took a while for the hedgehog to get to a point where he didn’t feel like he was constantly dying ten times over. He drank so much milk and ate so much bread that he didn’t feel like looking at either of those items for a while. He now found himself sitting at the large round booth with the rest of his friends. 

“You feeling better now, Sonic?” Tails asked, looking up from his beverage. 

Sonic nodded with a slight cough. “A little. Did you guys see where Jet went?” 

“He went outside,” Knuckles answered, nodding his head towards the door. “Might be long gone now though.” 

Sonic sighed and continued to sip at his milk. He really wanted anything else to drink, but he couldn’t think of anything else that would help as quickly. “Man, I didn’t know Jet could just… handle spice like that.” 

“Well it’s simple,” Espio said as he took a sip of water. “He does not have the same heat receptors as we do.” 

Sonic raised a brow. “What?” 

“Birds cannot taste spice.” 

The entire table fell silent, hesitant eyes turning towards Sonic. The hedgehog in question was still, staring with wide eyes as his brows were furrowed in a deep frown. 

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Miles "Tails" Prower & Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna & Sonic the Hedgehog Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles "Tails" Prower, Knuckles the Echidna Additional Tags: Concussions, Head Injury, Injury, Hurt Sonic the Hedgehog, Vomiting, brief in the beginning, Exhaustion, Tired Sonic the Hedgehog, Sleepy Sonic the Hedgehog, Wound Care, Whump, Sonic the Hedgehog Whump, Injured Sonic the Hedgehog, Worried Miles "Tails" Prower, Miles "Tails" Prower and Sonic the Hedgehog are Siblings, Worried Knuckles the Echidna, Good Friend Knuckles the Echidna, Angel Island (Sonic the Hedgehog), Blood, Blood and Injury, Mild Blood, Hurt/Comfort, Soft Series: Part 11 of Keebwee's Whumptober 2025 Summary:

"Well, you've got a pretty big cut right here. I wonder..." He angles Sonic's head to face him and stares directly into his eyes. Sonic makes a noise of complaint, but it's overshadowed by a quiet curse from Tails' mouth.

"Watch it," Sonic grunts, flicking Tails on the shoulder.

"You're concussed, Sonic."

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Sonic gets a concussion, Tails and Knuckles help him out.

iniuriari, latin v: do an injury

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"I'm fine Tails, seriously," Sonic huffed, panting over a bush he'd just gotten sick in. The two brothers had just finished up a fight on Angel Island, helping Knuckles with clearing out some stray Badniks.

"Sonic," Tails starts, glaring at him with his arms crossed. "You just threw up. How exactly is that 'fine' to you? And—are you bleeding?"

"What?" Sonic panics, looking over himself in foggy confusion, only to find no signs of blood at all. "Where?"

"Your—oh, just c'mere," Tails grumbles, moving closer and grabbing Sonic's head, turning it to the side and frowning. "You hit your head?"

"Did I?" Sonic blinks.

"Well, you've got a pretty big cut right here. I wonder..." He angles Sonic's head to face him and stares directly into his eyes. Sonic makes a noise of complaint, but it's overshadowed by a quiet curse from Tails' mouth.

"Watch it," Sonic grunts, flicking Tails on the shoulder.

"You're concussed, Sonic."

Oh.

He was?

"When did... How...?" Sonic mumbles to himself, genuinely confused as to why he had no recollection of ever hitting his head in the fight they'd just finished. "Are you sure?"

"Well," Tails hums, "Your pupils are different sizes, you just threw up, you've got a head injury—I think it's safe to assume you're concussed, Sonic." He lets go of Sonic's head, watching him with worry in his eyes. "You're sure you don't remember getting hit?"

"I..." Sonic trails off. He tries to wrack his brain for any moments he could've hit his head, but comes up short. "I don't remember much of the fight, to be honest."

"That's a little worrying." Tails' namesakes flick nervously behind him. "I think we should head to Knuckles' shack and see if he's there. He might be our best bet." Then, after a moment, he added, "I'd fly us home, but I'm not confident you won't get sick on the flight back."

"Yeah," Sonic sighs. "Okay. Let's go find Knux, I guess." His head's hurting a lot more, now. Maybe it'd be good to have Knuckles check over him. The echidna was pretty good when it came to first aid, after all.

The journey to their friend's shack went painfully slow, and as time went on, Sonic felt himself getting weaker. Mid-way through their walk, he stumbled, almost falling flat on his face, only for Tails to catch him just in time.

"Sonic!"

"Ugh, 'm... fine. I'm fine, Tails," Sonic mumbled, squeezing his eyes shut. "Jus' tripped."

Tails furrowed his brow, looking Sonic up and down, clearly taking note of his brother's trembling legs. Silently, he grabbed Sonic's hand and wrapped an arm around the hedgehog's waist. He was decently short, so it was difficult to hold him up himself, but Sonic was still grateful. The added support made the rest of their journey a lot more bearable, even as his head pounded ferociously.

Finally, after what felt like hours, but had to have been around twenty minutes or so, they made it. Knuckles' shack came into view, and Sonic couldn't help but groan in relief. He pushed himself away from Tails, staggering over to the door and barging in, bee-lining for the echidna's hammock.

"Wh—hey!" Knuckles complained as Sonic slumped down into the hammock. "What's your—"

"Knuckles!" Tails ran in, interrupting him. "Sonic got hurt!"

"He... got hurt?" Knuckles frowned, glancing over at Sonic, who was curled up in a ball in the hammock. "Where? I don't see anything."

"He hit his head, and I'm almost certain he has a concussion. He said he doesn't remember much of the fight..." Tails walked over to his brother, pointing at the hidden gash on his head, and Knuckles let out a quiet huff as he noticed it.

"Can y'u be quieter?" Sonic peeked an eye open with a grimace. "My head 'urts."

"Sorry to say, Blue, but you're gonna have to get up," Knuckles gruffed, joining Tails beside the hammock. "I need to look you over." 

When Sonic didn't respond, Knuckles seemingly decided enough was enough, and grabbed the blue hedgehog from under the arms, pulling him up to sit.

"Hey!" Sonic groaned, squeezing his eyes shut. "What's your problem...?"

Knuckles ignored him, grabbing his head and parting the bloody fur covering the injury. Sonic flinched, whining in discomfort. With each gentle touch, the pain worsened, and his head pounded harder and harder.

Knuckles mumbled something to Tails, and the fox left, returning a minute or so later with some bandages. Carefully, Knuckles began to wrap Sonic's head. It was a little tight, but by the time he was done, Sonic barely noticed.

He was exhausted.

He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Knuckles' chest with a grumble of discomfort.

"Hey," Knuckles mumbled. "No need to stay awake if you can't." He laid Sonic back down in the hammock. Sonic, without really thinking, curled up into himself again. He fell into a light slumber, kept somewhat awake by the pain pulsing through his skull. Sometime after he'd fallen under, he was covered by a soft, warm blanket and tucked in.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Knuckles the Echidna & Sonic the Hedgehog Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna Additional Tags: knuckles knows how to drive for some reason dont question it, no hes not good at it, Sickfic, Fainting, Sick Sonic the Hedgehog, Sick Character, Illnesses, Hot Weather, Worried Knuckles the Echidna Series: Part 4 of Whumperless Whump 2026 Summary:

Sighing deeply, Sonic wiped his brow of sweat, cringing at the summer heat and humidity wafting around him. A bad storm was incoming, and he and Knuckles were tasked by Amy to help clear out a shelter for anyone who might need it.

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Sonic doesn't realize he's sick and faints.

Whumperless Whump No. 4: How Are You So Oblivious: Unknowingly feverish / Falling asleep at work / "Can you drink some water for me?" feoll, v: to fall

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Sighing deeply, Sonic wiped his brow of sweat, cringing at the summer heat and humidity wafting around him. A bad storm was incoming, and he and Knuckles were tasked by Amy to help clear out a shelter for anyone who might need it.

"That the last of it?" He asked, glancing at Knuckles, who held a bunch of boxes in his arms.

"Looks like it."

"I still can't believe Amy got you to leave your big floating rock to help out."

"Hey," Knuckles scoffed. "She was very convincing. And I had planned on visiting soon anyway." He places the boxes down in the van Amy had rented out for them to use. "Besides, I owed her a favor."

Sonic nodded. He shivered a little. "Makes sense." Coughing, he wiped more sweat from his brow, a bit confused on why he was sweating so much. Apparently it was hotter than he originally thought it'd be.

"You alright?" Knuckles asked, looking him up and down with a frown. "You don't look so good." He walked over to Sonic, crossing his arms and looking him up and down. "You're pale as a ghost."

"Ah, I'm fine." Sonic waved him off. "The heat's just getting to me, is all."

That's what he thought, at least, but now that he said it out loud, he actually felt more cold than hot. Feeling just a bit faint, he started towards the van. "I'll just... take a..."

"Sonic?"

He stumbled, feeling fainter and fainter by the second. His vision slowly greyed out, and he fell forward as his head buzzed and his body tingled, almost bashing his skull into the metal of the van. Knuckles, thankfully, acted quickly, and caught him before he could.

He must've really passed out, because the next time he was really aware, he was laid down with his knees up and his head in Knuckles' lap. The echidna was sat on the ground beside the van, patting his face gently.

"Mmph..." He twisted around, scrunching his face in discomfort.

"Hey, hey, are you awake?" Knuckles shook his shoulder, and Sonic grumbled in protest at the movement. "Chaos, of course you show up to this sick. Was your goal just to cause problems?" He muttered quietly.

Slowly, Sonic opened his eyes, still foggy, staring in confusion at Knuckles' face above his.

"Wh...?"

"You passed out," Knuckles sighs. "And you're burning up. Why did you come here if you were sick?"

"Oh," Sonic mumbled. He blinked away the last bits of grey in his vision. "Didn' know..."

"I guess that makes sense," the echidna grumbles. "C'mon, get up, we're going back."

Carefully, Knuckles grabbed Sonic from under his arms, pulling him up to his feet. Sonic's legs trembled beneath him and, desperately, he holds onto Knuckles to stay standing. Knuckles, realizing his problem, wraps an arm around Sonic's waist to hold him up.

"Thanks," Sonic mutters. He sniffles a bit.

Carefully, the two start walking. Knuckles does most of the work, keeping Sonic up and moving, despite his discomfort.

He was still lightheaded, still recovering from his faint, but with Knuckles' support he was able to stay on his feet.

Knuckles walked him to the front of the van, opening the passenger side door and guiding Sonic into the seat. Grumbling to himself, he struggled to buckle Sonic in, still unfamiliar with vehicles like this one.

After some time, he managed to get him secured, and shut the van's door. He circled around the vehicle and got in, starting the car and looking back over at Sonic.

"I'll drive us back. We're pretty much done anyway."

"You know how to drive?"

Knuckles rolled his eyes. "Your brother taught me. I still don't get the rules, but I can get back fine, I'm sure."

Sonic nodded, too tired to form a response. He was getting more and more tired by the minute. Letting his eyes flutter shut, he curled up in his seat, leaning his head against the window.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Miles "Tails" Prower & Sonic the Hedgehog Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles "Tails" Prower Additional Tags: sick, Sick Character, Fever, Light Angst, Sick Sonic the Hedgehog, Worried Miles "Tails" Prower, Protective Miles "Tails" Prower, Sonic the Hedgehog is a Mess, Sonic the Hedgehog is oblivious, Miles "Tails" Prower and Sonic the Hedgehog are Siblings, Sonic the Hedgehog has Attitude, (Why is that not a tag IT'S TRUE), (He's also passed it on to Tails), Miles "Tails" Prower has Attitude, Whump, Kind of an aftermath?, Whumperless Whump Event July 2026, WWEvent 2026, WWEvent Day 4, (mhm me am late), (NO INAPPROPRIATE SHIPS), Sibling Love Series: Part 27 of Sonic - Oneshots, Part 9 of Sonic - Unbreakable Bond Collection, Part 4 of Whumperless Whump Event 2026 - Sonic Summary:

He shuts the door after the hedgehog enters, absentmindedly tagging each number blinking back at him. He feels his brows rise in worried surprise before it melts behind frustration. He spins around to face his brother, who’s dragging his shoes across the floor and plopping down on the couch with a wheezy groan.

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The door swung open a little harsher than intended, but it was out of his way and that’s all that mattered. With an impatient grunt, he drops the travelsized first-aid kit he’d carried in from the Tornado beside the couch. The thermometer that was inside the case, sitting in tightly clenched paws. The thing had beeped a moment before and he’d snatched it from the blue hedgehog before it was tossed aside. He’d been busy carrying the first-aid and trying to make sure his drowsy brother was still following him inside that he hadn’t had a clear chance to see the projected number on it yet.

Now that he was clear to see it though: he shuts the door after the hedgehog enters, absentmindedly tagging each number blinking back at him with a glaring 103.5. He feels his brows rise in worried surprise before it melts behind frustration - still fueled by worry. He spins around to face his brother, who’s dragging his shoes across the floor and plopping down on the couch with a wheezy groan. The sound only served to spike his worry, fully halting his impatiently tapping foot and removing the disapproving frown from his face. His ‘Sonic impersonation’ fully melted away behind Tails.

The twin-tailed fox stood straighter, fists now loose as he fidgets with the thermometer; worried eyes searching over the hedgehog who hasn’t moved past turning his face out of the cushions to properly breathe. “Sonic… why didn’t you say anything?”

“Mm…”

“Sonic, seriously. Why would you bother searching for the emeralds when you’re sick?”

“M’not sick…”

Now Tails’ worry is being overfiltered by irritation, which - due to growing up with a sarcastic hedgehog for a brother - comes out in a sarcastic comment: “you weren’t moving nearly as fast as you normally do–”

“–by choice–”

“-you’re mumbling in the couch–”

“-because I feel like it–”

“-And you practically passed out in the field!”

Now the blue hedgehog decides to pull his tired-heavy eyes out from the cushions to direct them at the fox. “That was purely to throw Eggman off his game.”

“With a fever of 103!?”

Sonic blinks in dazed confusion. “Is that in miles-per-hour, or…”

“It’s degrees Fahrenheit, Sonic!”

“Oh.”

“Do you know how close that is to reaching dangerous temps?! Not to mention the running you do, it could skyrocket too fast to even prevent!”

Sonic blinks again, but more tired than anything. With a sigh he lowers his head to the couch. “Okay, m’ybe I was pushin’ it..”

“‘Maybe’ is an understatement.”

With a dismissive, yet lazy wave of his hand, “semantics..” he mumbles, eyes falling shut.

Tails’ irritation is still firmly in place, but he has nothing new to say now that he knows Sonic had at least heard him. Though, he still wanted an answer to his question: “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Sonic’s blank face scrunches in a silent cringe; sheepishness has his hand coming up to pillow the side of his face. “Um.. would you b’lieve me if I said I didn’ know?”

Tails narrows a glare: “depends.”

With a puff of air, Sonic pushes to roll over with a grunt; his expression twists with pain as he now lays on his back: quills splayed awkwardly under his head. “Woke up this morin’ feelin’ a little under the weather, but I thought it was just a weird start to the day or somethin’. My brain’s been kind of scrambled today; I barely noticed it got bad until- well..”

“You passed out.” Tails sighs.

Sonic’s sheepish energy is back again; eyes averted. “Sorry, Tails..”

“It’s fine.. Just- tell me before it gets bad next time.”

There’s no verbal reply, but a small nod is enough of an answer that Tails gives the faintest smile. “I think we still have some tylenol if you want something–”

“Yes, please..” Sonic interrupts. He drags an arm over his eyes with a groan: “I feel like I rolled in the mud for hours and sat in the sun until it clumped.”

Tails is the one to blink confusedly at the other this time. “Why’s that so oddly specific?”

 With a shrug, Sonic moves on: “‘m thirsty, but too tired to drink anythin’...” With a small irritated groan, Sonic’s tired, yet pleading eyes turn for Tails, arm slipping away: “Can you drink some water for me?”