#shoot him

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Charmy and Vector are out of the house, Vector being on a date with Vanilla and Charmy hanging out with Don and Nite for the weekend. That leaves Espio completely alone on Valentine’s Day, doing exactly what he wants to do.

Tags; Aroace Espio the chameleon, Vector the crocodile mentioned, Charmy Bee mentioned, Vectilla Mentioned, Don the rooster and Nite the owl mentioned, Silver the hedgehog, Espio the chameleon

“He DOESN’T DESERVE YOU, EMERALD!” A handful of popcorn and gummy candy hit the television as Espio laid back on the Chaotix apartment’s couch, huffing to himself.

Charmy was with Don and Nite, he’s still too young to celebrate Valentine’s Day properly so he asked to spend the night at his grandparents’ house. Vector was on a date with Vanilla and knowing him, he’ll get too drunk to drive again and have to stay the night at Vanilla’s house.

That leaves Espio alone at home basically all night, he rarely ever sleeps when both of his teammates are out of the apartment, just incase either need him so he usually stays up, doing his favorite things in the entire world.

“Why can’t you LOVE ME?!” The vixen on the screen demanded, mascara running down her fur. Something that Espio, despite having zero interest in actual romance nodded solemnly to. “I know, I know, just let it out.”

A knock came from the door, making Espio brighten up and turn off the television, tidying up the small space best he can and clearing off the coffee table Vector bought a few weeks ago. Finally with a deep breath, Espio steeled his face, opening the door. When he confirmed who was on the other sided he finally smiled again, wide and inviting. “Silver! Right on time as usual.”

“5 minutes early actually, I was just waiting for the exact time.” The white hedgehog shrugged, arms full of various snacks,sweets,drinks, and frozen items to cook. Behind him, using his telekinesis floated various multi sided dice, sheets of paper, towers, and small figurines.

“Punctuality is quite important,” Espio gave a curt nod, moving to the side so Silver can walk in and begin setting up. “What do you have planned for today?”

“Well now THAT ruins the point of a session huh? Don’t forget that boss you still need to fight.”

“Still hate you for leaving me on that cliffhanger.”

“You know you don’t,” Silver chuckled as he felt a gentle smack on his shoulder.

Quickly Espio took the various groceries whisking them off to the kitchen while Silver begun to set up. The pair had been meeting up atleast twice a month now for one sole reason.

Dungeons and Dragons.

It was this game Silver explained he played a lot in the future and wanted to try DMing for, something that Espio happily accepted being Silver’s subject so to speak. However, only under one condition, Charmy and Vector weren’t home. Don’t get him wrong-Espio so heavily looked up to Vector and Charmy was his son, but they had a knack for keeping Espio unfocused when he was trying to get into the thralls of a roleplaying game such as Dungeons and Dragons.

Just as they had their things they did without him, he had things he did without them, and that was just alright. Respect is a two way street and in the Chaotix Detective Agency that concept is very well understood.

And now here he was, playing a changeling rouge also named Espio- that looks exactly like him.

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“A noise rings out, a gunshot, you arent harmed, neither are your horses but…Wonkie…you look up and see a fresh bullet hole through the fromt of her forehead, she looks at you, opening her mouth to speak but no words come out…and with horror in her eyes, tears at the edges, Wonkie Bonkie the firbolg fell, dead. You check her pulse…and there’s nothing.”

“GODS ABOVE!” Espio practically screamed out, throwing his hands up. “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO WONKIE???”

“I don’t what to tell ya man, she was your favorite npc.”

“And you murdered her in cold blood,” Espio leaned closer to Silver, amber eyes staring into the hedgehog’s yellow, narrowing slightly, “Truly dishonorable.”

“Don’t blame me! Blame the big bad!” Silver defended, hands shooting up as he leaned away from the chameleon. Wow, he does get deep into this.

With a sigh, Espio sat back down and took a moment before responding. “Upon the brutal murder of my friend,” he paused to glare at Silver again, “I immediately step back, hand flying to my mouth as I..speak. ‘W…Wonkie..? No- you- you are much stronger than that! Get up!’ And as I’m pleading I run to her side, gently shaking her. ‘Please! We still have so much left! We…’”

“Gonna stop you right there.”

“YOU ALREADY KILLED WONKIE WHAT MORE COULD YOU DO??”

Silver continued despite the uncharacteristically emotional display from the ninja chameleon, “You feel a presence, one that demands you turn around whether you like it or not, and as you do you’re met face to face with a man-or maybe a woman? It’s unclear, they’re wearing a cloak, with a lions tail poking out from beneath the garment, goats hooves seen just out of view. Their face is undistinguishable from the darkness, and as they stare at you, they tilt their head, reaching a clawed finger up to point at you. What do you do?”

“I slowly stand, eyes fixed to this new vagrant, one who I presume to be behind Wonkie’s death and I speak. ‘You. Are you the reason for my friend’s demise?’”

“The figure doesnt answer, just keeps pointing.”

“I stop, kinda- looking the figure up and down. After a moment I retreat to the terrain around us, pulling my dagger out and attempting to sneak behind him for a sneak attack.”

“Roll stealth, then to hit.”

Pulling 2 dice from the small pile Silver brought with, one purple and gold and the other white and blue Espio dropped them through the tower mechanism Silver also brought with.

The only sound that filled the room was dice hitting plastic repeatedly, finally spitting the 2 dice out again. 3 and 7 respectively stared back at Espio as he blinked.

“Uhm. 18 stealth and…17 to hit?” Cautiously, Espio looked up at Silver.

He was smiling.

That smile always made Espio nervous when it came to sessions.

“Uhm-listen- Charmy isn’t here and he has $50 saved in his piggy bank if you let me pass I’ll-“

“Roll a flat d20.”

With shaking hands Espio did so, looking at the result. “Uh- 10?”

“You sneak up, dagger raised. However, something shifts ever so slightly.”

“Oh gods.”

“You feel something grab your legs, and you look down, and see black tendrils wrapped around your legs.”

“I-try to break free-! I take my dagger to the tendrils and attempt to cut myself free.”

Slowy Silver leaned close to Espio, smiling widely. “ ‘It’s no use,’ you hear from above you, you look up to see the create staring down at you, the last thing you see if smoke clouding your vision and your world going dark. Now thats where we’re going to leave today’s session!” Silver sat back down, grinning from ear to ear.

“Wh- HEY?? Again with cliffhangers??” Espio’s face turned this bright red as he stood and stormed off to the kitchen.

Almost immediately Silver felt bad, that was admittedly alittle mean. Slowly standing Espio made his way to the kitchen where he saw the familiar chameleon on the ceiling, tail wrapped around one of the many points he’d set up for himself.

“Espio?”

“Mm?”

“I’m sorry- do you…wanna watch that one show you keep talking about?”

Slowly Espio looked over, eyes narrowing.

“I can get some apology cake?”

“Fine,” Espio said, finally jumping down with a noiseless landing. “That ending wasn’t really cool.”

“I know…”

“It felt like you had a plot you wanted to stick to, not something I could contribute to.”

“I know…” Silver’s ears laid back as he looked away. “I should’ve given my notes a second glance, it won’t happen again.”

“Thank you,” Espio nodded.

The two eventually found their place on the couch together, screaming at the same show together and when Vector came back in the morning the only hints he had to last night was the still set out dnd stuff and the various snacks that haven’t been cleaned up, Silver and Espio asleep on the couch, somehow ontop of each other and under each other at the same time. With a soft chuckle, the crocodile begun to clean up the mess.

He learned not to question what those two have, something about queer platonic partners- something his brain definitely didn’t understand.

Struggled a lot with characterizing Espio and Silver, I gotta figure it out more

I couldn’t find a silver image so look at my Espio redesign and this random silver gif