He was 5 years old when he came up with a name for his best friend.

They were both hedgehogs, they both loved Uncle Chuck's Chili dogs, and they loved Mommy and Daddy and wished they didn't have to leave so much for so long.

That's where the similarities ended.

Oggie's best friend had bright yellow fur that always stood up and red, swirly eyes. Oggie had blue, droopy hair and olive colored eyes. Oggie wanted to explore and travel and see the world as the legendary Sonic The Hedgehog! Oggie's best friend was quiet and shy and enjoyed shopping and was content to Oggie's Best Friend forever.

But every sidekick needed a super duper cool hero name! Oggie had cooking it up all night and was ready to tell the world.

He told his uncle first.

"One blue pancake for one blue boy!" Uncle Chuck declared cheerifully, placing down a plate in front of the eager boy.

"Don't forget one for Fleetway!" Oggie cried, pointing at the glowing hedgehog beside him. The two turned to him, asking the same question.

"Fleetway?"

Fleetway?

Oggie nodded. "My best friend!" He smiled at the yellow hedgehog.

And Fleetway smiled back.

Sonic was 10 years old when he decided he was glad he had chosen a name for one of his greatest enemies.

Fleetway was the name he cursed in his mind after days of screaming and screaming for destruction, for blood, for suffering.

Fleetway was the name he hissed when he held an emerald in his hand and had to admit that he didn't have complete control of himself.

Fleetway was the name of the secret he'd never tell. It would be admitting a mistake, a failure, placing a wall in between himself and the world. Besides, how exactly do you explain to the only people who have ever given you the time of day besides your family that you're sharing a body with a power crazy, yellow demon?

I'm not a demon!

Sonic winced at the volume of the mustard yellow demon. Sonic wasn't a lier. He told it how it was.

I'M NOT! YOU MADE ME LIKE THIS! YOU MADE ME A MONSTE-

Sonic shoved the Chaos Emerald in his bag, sighing in relief as the screams of the negative fueled hedgehog were silenced. Sonic refused to look at Fleetway, heading over to join Knuckles and Tails.

Ssshiz!

Sonic yelped at claws razing his back, falling over to panicked cries from Tails and Knuckles.

"Sonic! Are you alright?" Tails asked frantically, hands hovering over as if he was unsure how to help. Knuckles was less gentle, pulling the hedgehog to his feet. The echidna looked around for the assilent, his face showing the same concern as Tails' voice.

"What happened, Blue?" Knuckles asked, spotting no attacker.

Sonic rubbed his back and glared at Fleetway.

…. Nothing, I'm fine. He signed.

And Fleetway smiled back.

Sonic was 16 years old when he knew more about his greatest annoyance than his name.

Fleetway's power was determined by his chaos energy. When he had a Chaos Emerald, Fleetway had more effect on him. Which did nothing to help explain to Tails why he suddenly was in the bathroom with a half dozen cuts on his legs besides claiming a midnight run into bot infested land.

But no emeralds? No threat.

Sonic had been worried about the Master Emerald's effect on Fleets but it was all good. The M.E.'s energy and Fleets' didn't mesh like the Emerald's and Fleets'.

And Knuckles knew too.

Not Sonic's decision but it's hard to lie to a guy who kinda saw you get possessed by your inner demon and also can see said inner demon if he tries hard enough.

At least he had someone to talk to Fleets about!

Nah.

Ohhhhhh, Oggie! Ugh, he still insisted on calling him that old nickname. Wakey-wakey, eggs and bakey! C'mon, get up.

Fleets' voice changed from sickening sweet to angry at Sonic's refusal to move.

Get up. There's another emerald nearby. I want it.

Sonic stretched on his tree branch, before raising an eyebrow at the mustard yellow annoyance. As if Sonic was collecting it for him. He hopped out of the tree, ignoring Fleetway even though they were alone. For a minute, he heard Fleets' hiss of displeasure and was worried he'd have to explain another scar to Tails.

...Fine. ignore me. It'll make it more difficult to find it.

Sonic could live with that.

And Fleetway smiled back.