PoV: Fleetaway

  He had done it again... this bastard had climbed into my bed.

"Sonic get off me before I throw you," I growled and he got off my chest, "Fuck!" I tripped as I got out of bed. Sonic had brought a kitchen chair into my room and the stepping stool to climb into my bed, "You can barely move, how the fuck are you doing this?!"

  Sonic started whining as he looked over the edge of the bed. He wanted to get down.

"You whine about getting stuck up there everyday for fuck sake," I picked him up and he held onto my shoulders. I tried putting him down and he wouldn't budge.

"Hey, get off me. Damn it Sonic!" He whined and I held him with one arm, "What the fuck are you planning?"

  He started purring and nuzzling my neck.

"Fuck..."

  I was stuck with Sonic in my arm all morning. He was refusing to move until I put down and sliced banana for him to eat. His stomach was going to have and awful scar now... I couldn't do anything about that. He was already covered in scars. I cut up some apples and oranges into little cubes for him. He was having a fruit salad for breakfast. I make pancakes for myself.

"Mm~" Sonic sat down next to me as I ate.

"What is it?" I watched him stare at me. I looked around, the fucking spoon was on the couch, "Go bite it!"

  I threw the spoon and Sonic slowly walked after it. He laid down and started chewing on it again.

"Why the fuck to do love that thing?" I sighed.

"Mm~"

  That was the first normalish sound that had come from Sonic... besides his screams... his voice still worked, he just didn't know how to use it yet. I wonder.

"Sonic," I called him, he looked up at me, "Ah," he titled his head, "Repeat after me. Ah."

  He yipped again.

"Ah."

  Another yip.

"Ah~"

"Fleetaway what the fuck are you doing?" I froze, Scourge had invited himself in again.

"You tell anyone and I'll kill you," I snapped the metal fork in my hand.

"Uh..."

"I kill you," I smiled.

"I won't tell..."

"Good," I gave Sonic his pain medication as Scourge -annoyingly- helped himself to my pancakes.

"But what were you doing?" Scourge asked again.

"I'm trying to get Sonic talking again. And it gets boring, simply waiting for his injuries to heal. So I thought I might work on his voice," I scratched behind Sonic's ear.

"Why are you petting him like that?" Scourge asked.

"None of your business," I snapped.

"By the way, I didn't come to hang out," he stuffed the last pancake in his mouth, "I got you a buyer for Sonic."

"You what?" I couldn't believe him, he went out and told people Sonic was alive behind my back.

"It's like I said, I got you a buyer."

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