(A/N) And thus the shenanigans continue. I've rewritten WWABE like three times now. I'm just not satisfied with any of it. So here's something else Sonic-related to help me get through it, and to mull you over until then.

Enjoy!

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Silver the Hedgehog was known to be the most feared man at Mobius High. He intimidated every student in passing save for a select handful, as they all knew of his psychokinetic powers, and rumors were constantly bubbling about how every person to enter his office would end up facing his ultimate wrath; slammed from wall to wall just by the flick of his wrist. Why else would there be a green aura sometimes seen bleeding out from the gap under his door?

Silver knew these rumors all to well, and did nothing to dispel them. He enjoyed being powerful, and even more being feared. He loved being the highest level of authority in the school. The only thing ruining his self-indulgence were the hooligans who thought they could outsmart him with jabs and insults. Hooligans like Shadow the Hedgehog.

The powerful psychic had been the principal on campus longer than anyone could remember. He remembered his first day on the job, how he tried everything he could to be charming, engaging, and friendly with the students so they'd appreciate him in return. But that attempt quickly evaporated when he saw just how evil they really were. All the years of torment and belittling had hardened him right down to the telekinetic core. He now had no interest in any of them whatsoever, and he felt even more compelled to hate the ones present in the library right this very moment. They were the ones keeping him from having the enjoyable Saturday he knew he deserved.

When he entered the room, every face shot up and peered at him in terror, not including Shadow. His grim scowl and leathery stare shook the room with discomfort but completely rolled over the ebony hedgehog like a transparent wave. Upon noticing him, the flames that had been dancing on Blaze's thumb instantly sizzled out.

"Good morning, troublemakers," Silver greeted, his voice dripping with fake sincerity. "I hope you all slept well last night, after you had time to think over the actions you committed this past week; the ones that have brought you here today."

Amy's dolly eyes inverted downwards. Without thinking, her hand shot up. Bracelets jingled.

"E-Excuse me? Mr. Silver, sir?"

Silver's golden speckled eyes lolled over to the rosy hedgehog and gazed on with annoyance. "Yes, what do you want."

Amy lowered her hand and primitively folded it into her other on the desk. "Sorry. I don't mean to interrupt or anything, but see...the thing is, I don't think I'm supposed to be here with everyone else. The teacher that assigned me detention told me I would serve mine in the teacher's lounge, where I could help myself to some freshly ground coffee."

Silver couldn't help but smirk at this. Whoever gave Amy detention was a genius. A lying genius, of course. Without that fib, she might not have been present.

He ignored her question and carried on as if she'd said nothing at all, jutting a finger up towards the ticking clock.

"You see that right there? That reads seven o' six. Your prison sentence is eight hours and fifty four minutes. I hope that isn't a problem for any of you."

Sonic's eyes widened. "Woah. You mean to tell us we have to spend nine hours just sitting still in one place?"

"Of course not," Silver corrected. "You won't just be sitting still. You'll be doing more than that."

His brow then lifted mischievously. He brought forth a stack of papers and began placing an individual sheet on each desk. "You'll be spending your time writing a one thousand page essay that I will collect after the day is over."

A groan rattled out around the room. Upon hearing this, Silver beamed with overwhelming triumph as he watched them all squirm. "Yes, one thousand words. The prompt will be about who you think you are. Quite simple, really."

"Who we think we are?" Amy parroted back curiously.

He nodded. "Exactly, as in who you think you are at this school, in society, among your peers, your family, or simply alone when you're sitting at home wasting away in your own pathetic existence," his eyes momentarily flickered over to Shadow, "And when I say essay, I mean essay. I do not mean..."

He focused intently on Amy Rose. "...a thousand words from a shopping list."

He then averted his gaze over to Sonic. "I do not mean a thousand words on the stats from your last track meet."

His eyes met with Tails'. "I do not mean a thousand words copied from your library books. You can flatter me later with that one, fox boy."

And then Shadow's. Silver frowned upon noticing him once again, remembering the incident that brought him there in the first place.

"Nor do I mean a thousand words of some shitty song your wannabe rock band wrote."

Shadow grinned. "And of course no swear words either, right?"

Silver nodded stiffly. "Precisely."

Then Blaze got the final stare-down from the principal.

"And make sure the paper is in proper condition when I pick it up. I mean it. If you dare set off the sprinklers again, cat, I'll be sure to see you next weekend too. And the weekend after that."

The lilac cat sank in her seat with a defeated glare. She mewled and glanced down at her thumb.

"Now," Silver concluded, "My office is right across the hall if any of you need anything, though I strongly discourage bothering me unless it's absolutely necessary. I'll be leaving the door open so I can keep an eye and ear on all of you. That strictly means no monkey business. Now does anyone have any questions?"

"Our vice principal is a monkey..." Shadow said, challenging his principal. Detention had barely started but he was down for having fun, even at the expense of it being this early. Though the principal was quick to fire back.

"You keep your mouth shut, Shadow. I won't take any of your shit today."

"Well you're the one being racially insensitive to monkeys."

"I said shut it!"

Shadow bit his tongue to suppress his laughter. He leaned back in his seat and looked back at him lazily.

"Hey actually I do have a question. Are you aware your quills look like a big white hand slapping you on the forehead?"

Silver gritted his teeth, planting his cerulean lined hands into his hips.

"I don't know, Shadow. Maybe you can comb it out for me and reshape it next Saturday morning in another detention."

Shadow slumped back a little, bummed but too proud of himself to stop smiling.

Without saying anything further, Silver turned and exited the library, leaving the five alone in their own awkward silence.

Blaze watched the back of all their heads from her spot, her lip twitching obsessively. All of their quills and fur and tails were like candle wicks. She could feel the hot energy fuming from inside her fingertips, and trying to control it was like trying to hold a full bladder; both painful and uncomfortable.

Shadow caught onto this after noticing her from his peripheral. He watched her carefully.

The feline's thighs bounced up and down as she darted her seared irises back and forth across the room. They then settled in on the lone sheet resting on her desk. Silver had instructed her not to burn it, but gosh it was so tempting.

Maybe just a corner. Yeah, a corner wouldn't hurt.

She pinched the edge of the paper, and the fabric crackled under her grip before browning and chipping away.

Shadow snorted. "You may want to calm down before you send this whole place up into flames."

Blaze shot her wide eyes towards him, shaking violently while she tried to recede the flames threatening to burst within her. She huffed at him before turning away.

"Say," Shadow pressed on. "I think I know you. Yeah, I've definitely seen you before. You're that crazy fire girl. You're the one constantly passing the boy's locker room and burning all the crotch areas on the uniforms."

Sonic's head shot up. He flung his head back. "That was you?!"

Blaze whipped her head back at Shadow and looked toward him again, still saying nothing. The hedgehog teasing her wasn't done yet.

"So what's going to happen here today? Are you going to burn my crotch too?"

Blaze snickered like a maniac before shoving her head down and madly twiddling her thumbs. Shadow didn't even look remotely fun to set on fire. He was black, so it was like he'd already been charred. And he was wearing leather, which, if authentic, was not flammable. So boring.

On the other hand, all these other colorful characters were like ripe meat just waiting to be cooked, but she said none of this out loud.

Ahead of them was an eavesdropping fox, who fought to tame his swinging tails, as that's what they did when he was excited or amused. He tried to focus on something else to distract him, though that was an idea that had doomed him from the start. The subject of fire got him thinking about his Yu-Gi-Oh card collection, specifically the Fire Dragon card. Though that monster probably wasn't nearly as powerful as the Blue Eyes White Dragon, ooh that card was so good, and-

"Hey, kid. You're drooling."

Tails jumped and turned back to see that Shadow had his chair turned towards him, and was studying him like an insect. Truth have it, there was a moist accumulation beginning to seep down from the corner of the fox's mouth. He wiped it away quickly, flashing a goofy grin out of embarrassment before turning away.

Shadow, on his side of the room, was swiping his paper out of the way to make room for his feet. He kicked his legs up and folded his arms behind his head, emitting a loud sigh.

And then when it got too quiet, he figured he needed to tickle the atmosphere with some pleasant audio.

He began humming the chorus of The Hustle by Van McCoy, only to rewarded by groans, particularly from the hedgehogs seated in front of him.

His upbeat humming got louder before dipping into a nasally realm in imitation of a saxophone.

Amy massaged her temples, careful to mind her makeup.

"I seriously can't fathom the thought of this going on for another eight hours...I just can't..."

Shadow grinned.

"Do the hustle!"

"Can you please stop that?" Amy asked politely, even though her expression spewed all kinds of hatred. She spun slowly in her seat and Shadow stared at her with slanted scarlet eyes.

Looks like the fish were nibbling today. Without breaking his gaze, he announced to the room:

"Hey, everyone. I just had an idea on how to make the most of this bad situation. Why don't we all run a train on little Miss Homecoming Queen over here?"

Amy reeled back in horror. He bit his lip evilly and winked.

"I'll go first."

The female hedgehog was about ready to dramatically jump out of her chair and make a scene over what he had said, threatening to press charges or even phone the police about harassment. But instead, Sonic intervened just in time.

"Hey prick, why don't you keep your eyes where they belong. Off her."

Shadow broke his eye contact with the terrified Amy Rose and looked over at the track star.

"Oh I'm sorry, is she your property?"

Sonic knitted his brows together before turning at once. He didn't give an answer, to which Shadow smirked. Oh yes, the fish were definitely biting.

He held up his hands defensively. "Oh sorry, man, I had no idea you guys were dating."

Amy turned back around as well, grimacing and looking away. Shadow noticed their discomfort and ate up every last of it.

"Oh, so you're not dating then? Have I been mistaken?"

No response.

"So...you're exes."

Still no response.

"Oh come on, give me something to work with here. Not even one date? Mobius Theater's like right around the corner. It's pretty convenient actually."

Nothing but silence.

"Oh for crying out loud, did you fuck her or what."

Both the hedgehogs wheeled around and screamed vulgar insults at him in unison.

"LEAVE US ALONE!" Amy cried out, followed closely by Sonic's, "I'LL KICK YOUR ASS!"

The room then shook with Silver's voice booming from across the hall.

"Hey! I thought I said no monkey business! Quiet down in there!"

Shadow rolled his eyes. "Again with the monkeys."

And then, to his sweet delight, he saw Silver exit his office and cross the hall unto somewhere far out of sight.

Shadow stood from his seat and strode over to the door. "Alright that does it. I've had just about enough of Silver the Fuckhog."

Tails, who had been cowering in his seat after watching his interaction with Sonic and Amy, objected at once.

"S-Shadow, he just said no monkey business."

"If one more person in this room mentions primates, I'm going to fucking pummel them."

Shadow stood directly in front of the doorway, staring at Silver's empty office. He raised a hand, ignoring the questions and comments erupting behind him. He stepped out into the hall and faced the open door head on.

It was time to show the son of a bitch who was boss.

"Chaos Blast!"