Disclaimer: I don't own Sonic.
Just a little one-shot, and my first attempt at writing Sonic.
It's been years since I felt like writing anything, and this just popped into my head while I was looking for pics of cosmo for a possible CGI fanart piece.
If there's any errors please forgive; they havn't finished airing Sonic X here yet; I only know about what happened because of a 'really' badly placed spoiler; hence my spoiler warning (but chances are you'd know what happened by now if you're reading this, but I digress)
Reviews are always welcome and are genuinely appreciated; as stated, I havn't written anything in quite a while so this is probably really rusty.
I'm also writing this in wordpad (no spellcheck...) so whilst I'll try and find any errors myself, please don't be too harsh if I miss one or two.
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I knelt on the floor in my quarters, in front of me was the viewport, and through that the boundless reaches of space.
We used to view this together
I felt the tears welling up again. I closed my eyes tightly, willing them to come, to wash me away with them.
I did nothing to stop them streaming down my cheeks, into the puddle on the floor.
Why? she was so full of life.
We'd only known each other for a short period of time; too short really. I felt the tears form again as I thought about how I hadn't trusted her in the beginning.
She had so much to offer the world, so much vibrance. and yet, at the same time I could tell she was hiding something.
So much turmoil; she was so full of grief, survivor-guilt and self-doubt over the death of her own kind that it was no wonder that she seemed so distant at times, that it seemed that her heart didn't always reflect her jovial attitude.
Cosmo, thank you for letting me know the real reason. Thank you for allowing me to share your burden.
It still seemed like a dream, as though it hadn't happened. Remembering her just seemed like a light haze, interrupted by the crushing realisation she was gone.
By my hand...
I still remembered the day I'd come up with the design for the Sonic Driver; it was sunny, having just cleared from a week of rain.
The grass was green, the birds were singing, everything seemed so fresh. We'd organised a picnic, and were sitting in a clearing near Sonics favourite waterfall.
Sonic was laughing. I'd mentioned my ideas about the cannon and Amy had gone into hysterics, chasing me with her hammer for suggesting I do that to Sonic.
It had taken Knuckes physically restraining her, while Cream pleaded with her to stop. Sonic thought the whole thing was halarious, before casually nodding his approval for my design.
These past few months in space, we'd all matured so much; it was hard to believe we could ever go back to days like that.
Not now. The sun will never shine again.
I sniffed, wiping my eyes clear with the back of my hand so that I could see the thing I clutched so delicately in my lap.
It was a metal rose. I'd made it weeks ago, but hadn't found the courage to give it to her. Every time I tried I felt that it wasn't good enough; the painted leaves weren't quite done right, one of the petals was a little smaller than I'd liked.
I was afraid she wouldn't like it. Afraid that it wasn't good enough for her as a gift.
I was afraid she'd think less of me for giving her something like that.
Guess I'll never know...
"Tails, dinners ready. Um, we understand if you don't feel like eating."
I didn't respond. Didn't really feel like I could anyway.
I know they all mean well, I know they think I want to be alone right now.
But don't they understand?
I'll be lone forever...
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Well, what did you think? please let me know. Thanks for looking.
