It had almost been over three years after Sonic acsended the throne as King of Hedgenscade.
Hedgenscade [Hedj-in-skaid] is a famous megopolis populated by nothing more than anthromorphic and 'real-world' hedgehogs.
The last king, Thistle, never married and had children. So, it was born upon him the duty of finding the next worthy occupant of the throne.
Of course, Sonic was chosen. Haven moved to Hedgenscade only a few months after Eggman retired of his old, sinister ways, he had not lived there long untill he recieved the good yet bad news.
He only had a few hours after Thistle developed a fatal heart disorder to tell him why he thought he was not worthy.
"Your highness..I'm so sorry, I don't think I can do this, I'm not--"
"The most golden heart in the whole of Hedgenscade...Nobody else can come to mind..."
"I can't marry, I can't have children--"
"Why so? Are you fertile?"
"It's not that...I'm..." he silenced himself, gazing at nurses and maids surrounding them.
"Ladies. Please, leave."
The sows left, leaving the two boars in privacy.
"I'm not interested in women."
Silence.
"Come again?"
"I said I'm not interested in women. I'm gay. You know, attraction to other males and such..."
Thistle was quiet. Shortly he broke the unnecessary quiet. "We're not like humans, Sonic. We don't care who your interested in, as long as you love them."
"But what about a bloodline? Children?"
Thistle chuckled. "Don't worry, the bloodline will continue. I am sure."
"But--"
"No "but"s about it, Sonic. You'll see in all due time. Sonic...I need to rest..."
Sonic nodded. "Yes, your highness..." He turned to leave when..
"Sonic." He turned back around again.
Thistle's arms came up, placing the golden, gem-encrusted Tiara-like crown on Sonic's head.
"In case I never wake up from my slumber."
Sonic shivered. "Your highne--"
"No, your highness." Thistle grinned. "From this day on, you shall rule."
"Yes...I will...I will not dissapoint you in your afterlife..."
Sonic turned again solemnly, walking to the door, untill he heard the softly beeping heart monitor stop.
He turned around again, hand on the doorknob.
"Rest in peace, formal highness."
With that, he left.
Two months later after King Thistle's funeral, Sonic was walking around the palace, unguarded. He had sneaked out, just to get some fresh air and time to himself.
He found Shadow, whom he had thought of dead, living on his own on primitive terms. He hunted with a makeshift bow and arrows, iron heads made of ore he mined and smithed himself in the local royally-owned mines.
"You...who are you?" Shadow had rasped with a voice he hadn't used for what felt forever.
"Don't you...remember me? From way back when? We called eachother "faker"?"
Shadow never moved. "No."
Sonic stared at hi, recollecting any words that mind ring a bell. "The ARK? Professor Gerald? Robotnik? ...Maria Robotnik?"
Shadow stared at the ground near Sonic, deep in thought. "Yes...Yes...Now I remember...Vaguely..." He looked back up at Sonic. "What's with the crown?"
"I'm the King of Hedgenscade."
"Hedgenscade? ...King?!" Shadow stared at him, fully alert, his eyes wide.
He dropped down, hands on the ground, not getting himself any dirtier than he already was.
"Y-your majesty..."
"Oh, come off it. You don't even live in Hedgenscade."
"Yes, but...I always wanted to...None of the locals let me near them..."
"Oh, that's a shame. Albeit, I can see why. Come, I can get you all cleaned up."
"Yes, your majesty.." He got up slowly.
"Just call me Sonic. Please."
5 months and some agnst later, they fell hopelessly in love with eachother. Shadow had learned everyday protocol through osmosis, and Sonic got some well-thought-out second opinions on his decisions.
Every month their relationship grew stronger for the next 2 years...
And just as Sonic was planning to pop the question on him, Sonic got a mysterious scar below his testicles...
Written by AJSPRoductions
Sonic and Shadow and all related are © SEGA.
Narsi is © AJSPRoductions Hedgie is © AJSPRoductions' love, Gina.
Hedgenscade [Hedj-in-skaid] is a famous megopolis populated by nothing more than anthromorphic and 'real-world' hedgehogs.
The last king, Thistle, never married and had children. So, it was born upon him the duty of finding the next worthy occupant of the throne.
Of course, Sonic was chosen. Haven moved to Hedgenscade only a few months after Eggman retired of his old, sinister ways, he had not lived there long untill he recieved the good yet bad news.
He only had a few hours after Thistle developed a fatal heart disorder to tell him why he thought he was not worthy.
"Your highness..I'm so sorry, I don't think I can do this, I'm not--"
"The most golden heart in the whole of Hedgenscade...Nobody else can come to mind..."
"I can't marry, I can't have children--"
"Why so? Are you fertile?"
"It's not that...I'm..." he silenced himself, gazing at nurses and maids surrounding them.
"Ladies. Please, leave."
The sows left, leaving the two boars in privacy.
"I'm not interested in women."
Silence.
"Come again?"
"I said I'm not interested in women. I'm gay. You know, attraction to other males and such..."
Thistle was quiet. Shortly he broke the unnecessary quiet. "We're not like humans, Sonic. We don't care who your interested in, as long as you love them."
"But what about a bloodline? Children?"
Thistle chuckled. "Don't worry, the bloodline will continue. I am sure."
"But--"
"No "but"s about it, Sonic. You'll see in all due time. Sonic...I need to rest..."
Sonic nodded. "Yes, your highness..." He turned to leave when..
"Sonic." He turned back around again.
Thistle's arms came up, placing the golden, gem-encrusted Tiara-like crown on Sonic's head.
"In case I never wake up from my slumber."
Sonic shivered. "Your highne--"
"No, your highness." Thistle grinned. "From this day on, you shall rule."
"Yes...I will...I will not dissapoint you in your afterlife..."
Sonic turned again solemnly, walking to the door, untill he heard the softly beeping heart monitor stop.
He turned around again, hand on the doorknob.
"Rest in peace, formal highness."
With that, he left.
Two months later after King Thistle's funeral, Sonic was walking around the palace, unguarded. He had sneaked out, just to get some fresh air and time to himself.
He found Shadow, whom he had thought of dead, living on his own on primitive terms. He hunted with a makeshift bow and arrows, iron heads made of ore he mined and smithed himself in the local royally-owned mines.
"You...who are you?" Shadow had rasped with a voice he hadn't used for what felt forever.
"Don't you...remember me? From way back when? We called eachother "faker"?"
Shadow never moved. "No."
Sonic stared at hi, recollecting any words that mind ring a bell. "The ARK? Professor Gerald? Robotnik? ...Maria Robotnik?"
Shadow stared at the ground near Sonic, deep in thought. "Yes...Yes...Now I remember...Vaguely..." He looked back up at Sonic. "What's with the crown?"
"I'm the King of Hedgenscade."
"Hedgenscade? ...King?!" Shadow stared at him, fully alert, his eyes wide.
He dropped down, hands on the ground, not getting himself any dirtier than he already was.
"Y-your majesty..."
"Oh, come off it. You don't even live in Hedgenscade."
"Yes, but...I always wanted to...None of the locals let me near them..."
"Oh, that's a shame. Albeit, I can see why. Come, I can get you all cleaned up."
"Yes, your majesty.." He got up slowly.
"Just call me Sonic. Please."
5 months and some agnst later, they fell hopelessly in love with eachother. Shadow had learned everyday protocol through osmosis, and Sonic got some well-thought-out second opinions on his decisions.
Every month their relationship grew stronger for the next 2 years...
And just as Sonic was planning to pop the question on him, Sonic got a mysterious scar below his testicles...
Written by AJSPRoductions
Sonic and Shadow and all related are © SEGA.
Narsi is © AJSPRoductions Hedgie is © AJSPRoductions' love, Gina.