Author's notes
Hahaha. This chapter is tiny. Just has lots of dialogue. Well, here you go, sink your teeth into my awful plot of death.
Images of the last day rushed through his mind, as he struggled subconsciously. The same two minions were tortured over, and over again, seemingly forever. Each time, before being burned alive, the helpless victim looked right at him with a look that whispered, 'Why?'
The vision replayed, again. The light turquoise aura surrounded the last scorpion, and he knew what was next. The pyrokinetic began to end the scene, once more, until something odd happened. The ground shook violently, throwing the purple one's concentration off. The bug, however, stayed in midair, and began to ignite, for no reason.
"...ilver… Sil..r… Silver!"
"Huh?"
He faded away from the dream, to be greeted by a pair of large, friendly amber eyes. The bed shook, the eyes' owner shoving, and pushing the exhausted hedgehog, in an attempt to wake him up.
"Mph," the white hedgehog retaliated.
"Come on, Silver, it's almost twelve! You can't stay in bed all day," the cat persuaded. She was right, though. It was 26 minutes to the hour. He had slept far longer, than usual.
"Okay, gimme a sec," he said groggily, rolling over, eyes closed, to get off of the uncomfortable mattress. Upon opening his eyes, he was once again greeted by the warm yellow eyes, but this time, they were a bit too close for comfort. Silver jumped, a bit, startled by the sight of the cat so close to his face.
"I'm just making sure you don't fall asleep, again," She said, playfully, in response to his reaction.
"Well, I can say that I'm awake, now," He stated comically. The violet furred cat snickered at his joke, and sat down at the foot of the bed.
"Sorry, for waking you up."
"Don't worry about it. What's for breakfast?"
"That's funny," She said with a lightly ashamed and disappointed tone. She would have laughed, at any other time, but she was starting to miss waking up, and having a full meal. It was beginning to affect their stamina, during battle, and throughout their daily lives
"Sorry," the hedgehog apologized, "I know how you feel, and I second it."
"Oh, it's alright, Silver, I know you didn't mean to hurt my feelings," the cat's tone, as well as expression, changing from glum to cheerful, near instantly.
Her sudden change in mood had Silver shocked into wondering if she was faking, as to keep him from anxiety, "you're too sweet to do that! Like, maple syrup… on a stack of blueberry pancakes…" Her voice began to drift towards self pity, again. Silver took note of the, once again, altered tone, and approached her. He sat next to her, and put one hand on her shoulder, to comfort her.
"Oh, excuse me! I'm alright. How are you? I heard you talking in your sleep." She had drifted into the space in her mind, that she had taught herself to go to, when she was down. The burst of positive energy startled Silver, once again, almost making him fall over.
"Is there something I should know?
"Erm, it's nothing, Blaze," he said uncertainly.
She saw through his little white lie.
"I see. Well, why don't we talk about nothing over a stroll?" She inquired, with a smug look, painted across her face.
Silver could tell that he was too transparent for his female companion, who knew him a bit more than he cared for. She stood up, and began to head for the door, the floorboards creaking, with each step. The apartment was in bad repair, but was much better than most other buildings. It wasn't permanent, as they would often 'crash' elsewhere, when they grew tired of the same bland setting. Blaze stopped halfway to the stairs, to make sure Silver was following.
"Well, are you coming?"
Silver let out a deep sigh.
"Ah, why the hell not? I'll catch up with you, in a sec."
"Thanks," Blaze replied, before leaving the room.
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I hope that the next few chapters are longer Oh, and sorry if chapter 3 isn't entirely acceptable work. I'm starting to write these pretty late, and I think it's affecting the quality I can produce
Next chapter, next Friday.