Author's Notes: This fan fiction is going to feature homosexual themes and Sonic the Hedgehog characters. You have been warned. With that being said, in this alternate universe, Sonic the Hedgehog characters live normal, human-like lives. The characters have also been aged up to better fit their job titles and roles. Please be sure to leave a review, and if you notice any issues with grammar, spelling, or otherwise, let me know through a PM or a review. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy the story as much as I do!
The second had circled around the clock leisurely as Silver the Hedgehog watched with an open mouth and half shut eyes. A slow business day at the office's printing department meant that Silver had nothing to do, but that did not mean he could just leave. Silver's job was to take care of all printing needs for the other employees. This could mean printing the newest expense report to preparing a poster for an upcoming presentation. Silver would never say he hates his job; he would just like a little more excitement.
Silver jolted when he felt a buzz from his back pocket. He had been staring at the clock so long that he forgot he was texting his roommate Sonic the Hedgehog.
"You might want to get more coffee from that café you like because I brewed the last of it this morning," Sonic sent.
Silver let out a groan of agony. He had just bought a new bag of his favorite coffee from Vector's Café on Parkway Avenue. How could have Sonic possibly drank all of it already?
"Okay, I'll stop there on my way home," Silver responded, typing out each letter with quick fingers. He had had a lot of practice texting at work because printing doesn't really require much attention.
Silver checked the time on the clock over the door of his office.
"Only about ten minutes left of work, if you could even call this work," Silver mumbled to himself. He started getting the office space cleaned up and shut down for the night. The printers used up a lot of electricity, so Silver was in charge to make sure each one was turned off properly. He held the power button down on each of the industrial printers and waited for them to switch off. The printers' low hums and occasional beeps terminated when he finally got all of them to shut off.
Silver made his way to the parking garage where he clocked out downstairs. Some of his co-workers waved as he walked out of the elevator heading to his car. He threw his brief case into the back and loosened his tie a bit before starting the engine, or rather trying to start.
"Ugh, c'mon, not again," the hedgehog repeatedly turned the key, hoping not to choke the car's engine.
With a few more trials, the car's engine roared and Silver sighed in relief.
"I really need to find a good mechanic," he noted aloud.
Silver pulled out of the garage and started heading to Vector's Café. The traffic was unbelievable at this hour, but Silver just turned up the radio to make it seem less interminable. He flipped through the stations until he heard his new favorite song on a pop station. The hedgehog screamed in joy somewhat flamboyantly as he listened to Taylor Swift's "Shake It Off" while he drove. He knew every lyric to the song and was not afraid to sing in the privacy of his car, maybe even dance a little bit too.
Silver was pulling into the small parking lot of Vector's Café when his favorite part came on: T. Swift's rap-a-long.
"You could be getting down to this sick beat!" Silver sang along, shifting his car into park and unbuckling his seat belt. He danced around in his car until he heard a motorcycle engine nearing his parking spot. His singing died out as he saw a black hedgehog ride into the parking space next to his and let down the kick stand. The motorcyclist took off his helmet and his long, red striped quills were revealed.
Silver did not even notice he was staring at the guy until he gave Silver a confused look. Silver immediately turned away and put his hands over his eyes. 'Oh my gosh! I was totally staring at that biker! I hope he doesn't beat me up or worse…" Silver thought.
The biker headed into Vector's Café which made Silver even more flushed. Not only did he have to see this guy again in the store, but what if he tried to talk to him. Silver was shaking nervously as he closed his car door and walked into the door of the café. There was no sight of the biker that Silver was so nervous about seeing inside. Silver wiped the sweat beads off of his forehead and looked for his favorite coffee brew: Vector's Café's own Caramel Dream.
Silver's eyes gazed across the rows on the shelves, searching for his coffee brew. He used his pointed his finger along he bags to help him search.
"Chocolate, House Blend, Marshmallow… oh, here it is!" Silver found the caramel flavored coffee and merrily made his way to the front of the shop to get in line.
Silver patiently waited for the customers in front of him to get their drinks. Vector's Café was a bustling place, and they have earned it. The café has designer coffee drinks, delicious food, and also sells books. A lot of young adults came to socialize and eat at Vector's Café.
Silver looked around the shop, admiring the paintings of coffee and books on the walls, but he was shocked when he saw the biker from outside approach the line he was in.
'Please don't get behind me…' Silver hoped internally, turning his body to face the line. He could not deal with any type of confrontation. His pleas were not answered, however, because he heard the jingle of the biker's chain as he got in line behind Silver. Silver clenched his teeth and started to shake as he felt the biker's seemingly dark presence behind him. Luckily, he was next in line and could get out of here as soon as he paid.
Silver set his bag of coffee on the counter and the clerk scanned it.
"Will this be all for you today, sir?" she asked in a monotone voice.
"Uh, yeah, this is it," he replied nervously, trying not to look behind him and see the biker.
"$10.46 is your total today," the clerk stated.
Silver reached for his wallet in his back pocket when he felt nothing but his own pants. He began to panic and checked his other pockets, but to no avail did his wallet appear. Silver left his wallet at home in his bedroom. He never needed it at work, so he sometimes forgot to grab it
"Umm, I think I forgot my wallet at home. I guess won't be buying this after all," Silver let out a defeated sigh. He didn't really plan on having his coffee tomorrow morning, but because Sonic asked him to get it, he kind of built up some excitement to have it again.
"I'll pay for you," Silver heard a voice form behind him. He turned around and saw that the biker offered to pay for his bill.
"Oh no, you don't have to do that, it seriously isn't a big deal," Silver nervously said to the black hedgehog.
"If it's no big deal than you won't have any issue with me paying for it, right?" the biker responded with a smirk on his face. He pulled out a ten and a one and gave it to Silver.
"Oh gosh, this is really nice of you to do," Silver praised the biker, "I must thank you somehow."
"How about we meet for lunch tomorrow, and you can buy for the both of us," the biker suggested.
Silver was surprised to hear the biker ask for that. He did not think he was the type to ask guys out for lunch.
"Yeah, I could do that. I have my lunch break at 12. Do you just want to meet here then?" Silver asked nervously.
"Sounds good to me, babe," the biker gave that same smirk again after calling Silver a pet name.
Silver giggled nervously and blushed as he took his coffee and change. He could not believe that this biker just called him "babe!" He thanked him again and headed toward his car. Before he opened the door of the café, he looked back at the biker and the biker winked at him causing Silver to get even more flustered. He frantically got into his car and started it up. Fortunately, the car started immediately unlike last time. He had to get home and tell his roommate about what just happened.
Silver walked down the hall of his apartment building until he reached number 17. He put the bag of coffee under his arm that was holding his brief case and took out his keys to unlock the door. The locks clicked and he pushed open the door and saw Sonic running on his treadmill.
"Sonic!" Silver called out to him, "You will never guess what happened to me at the coffee shop today!"
Sonic pressed some buttons on the treadmill and turned it off. He grabbed a towel he had set nearby and drank from his water bottle.
Breathing heavily, he said "I don't know. Tell me."
Silver lowered his eyebrows and whispered in a seductive voice, "I met a guy."
Sonic spat out some of the water he was drinking in shock. "Whoa, you met a guy? What's his name?"
Silver was about to say it, but he realized he never got the bikers name.
"You know, I never actually got his name," Silver said.
Sonic laughed. "So, you mean you met this guy, and you don't even know what his name is?"
"Well, I guess I forgot to ask him. I was really nervous. He was so hot, Sonic. And, he is a biker," Silver replied.
"A biker? Like motorcycles? I didn't think you were into bad boys, Silver."
"You know I am not into bad boys," Silver said almost annoyed, "I don't think he is one. I forgot my wallet here and he paid for the coffee for us. I asked how I could thank him, and he said to take him out to lunch."
"Sounds like a real gentleman," Sonic chimed from the kitchen, staring to make sandwiches for themselves.
"But, what makes it really interesting is that he called me babe," Silver continued, "and he winked at me before I left."
"Oh, dude, he is totally into you," Sonic replied, "I'm sure that accountant aesthetic you got going on really turned him on."
"What's wrong with my clothes?" Silver whined.
"Are you serious? You have a short sleeve button up shirt and a blue tie," Sonic joked with his roommate, "if it was a black one, everyone would think you is Mormon!"
"Very funny, Sonic. One of your best insults yet," the grey hedgehog said dully while Sonic practically cracked himself up over his borderline offensive joke.
"You know I am just messing with you," Sonic said as he bit into his sandwich, "I seriously hope your date tomorrow goes well."
"Yeah, my date…" Silver trailed off as he ate too. It has been awhile since he has dated, but for some reason, he felt like tomorrow would be something exciting.