ultrakingofbattle asked:

Would you make a prompt about sonic feeling upset about the swifty incident and his friends comforting him? (Sorry if I tire you out with boom things but i think that is the most deliciously adorkable representation of sonic universe)

cutegirlmayra answered:

Prompts are on shutdown, commissions option, and if you see a prompt not reblogged by idontworkforsega please let him know!

Now that business is out of the way,…

Oh, yes. Your darling prompt, how rude of me. Shall we begin?

(And you're quite right. Boom is fun to play with.)

Prompt:

Tails was working on his plane as Amy handed him tools.

"You know, Sonic hasn't spoken a word about how he's been feeling every since that Swifty incident." Amy was aimlessly handed Tails tools at this point, looking away and thinking out loud, distracted as Tails's signature twin tails would try and keep up with all the equipment she passed to him. "He's just been so quiet lately… I'm growing worried that maybe he hasn't forgiven everyone for how we treated him when Swifty was around."

Her eyes arched in concern as her hands moved faster, and Tails leaned up from the cockpit, looking around him at the piles of tools and getting drowned in them. "W-woah!" He tried to hold some with his hands, his tails already wrapped around all they could, and looked around at his impending doom.

"I know! I mean, I should be used to Sonic not expressing himself so openly about it… but I really worry he's bottling up something this time. Or is it just me? Is he upset with me!?" She suddenly cupped her hands on the sides of her face, shaking her head in horror. "Ohh!" she panicked, flinging more tools behind her.

A muffled 'Amy!' rang out as she stopped and turned around.

Tails blinked his exposed eyes, the whole of his body submerged under tools except from his nose up.

He looked annoyed, "Pah!" he wiggled his head out a bit, "Maybe we could talk to Sonic." He tried to move his stuck hands a bit, the fingers wiggling from below as he gave her a forfeiting smile.

When they went to see him, it was clear he was still trying to come up with a catchphrase.

"Not today, Egghead!" His smile was cheap and his finger-guns over-exaggerated. "No, no… It's over now, Egghead~" he tried to sound more western, sticking out his chest and deepening his voice. "No.. no…" He turned around, scratching his chin before flinging himself around, "Not on Taco Tuesdays, You Egg-…huh?" his finger-guns, still going strong with that 'gut' feeling that they should be included, were sticking towards Amy, Tails, Knuckles, and Sticks. The original two had spoken with them and gotten them together.

Amy stepped forward, "Sonic… We've been worried about you lately."

"W-worried?" He looked down at his finger-guns, and awkwardly let out a chuckle as he threw them behind his back. "W-why would you be worried about me? I'm Sonic The Hedgehog! Fastest thing alive!" he struck another pose.

The gang looked to each other, before giving a pity laugh.

"Sonic, we're worried you're still not over the whole 'Swifty' thing." Tails moved over towards him, gesturing his hand out as if wanting to wrap his arm around Sonic's shoulders in comfort, but realized he was too small and just dropped it. "Heh…heh…" he tugged on his side-ways belt. "Forgot how tall you were…"

Sonic frowned immensely. "No, you just remember how short Swifty was." He folded his arms and looked away.

"Oh, Radical speed!" Knuckles did the finger-guns, "Yeah, that guy was wicked cool."

The others glared at him.

"I mean… dang… what a lousy sellout. I mean… a theme park gig? Really? Foul play… wait, why are we mad at Swifty again? I thought he was cool! I preordered his shirt line! Never did see that limited edition Swifty hat, though…" Knuckles pouted, bending forward and talking mostly up and away from everyone in mumbles.

Sonic shook his head, groaning and turning away. "Look, if you guys are trying to comfort me and tell me I'm still the coolest or something, I'm not looking for your charity." He waved them off, "I just… want to be alone."

"Liar!" Sticks jumped up onto a stone nearest to Sonic, before he glared at her and walked away. "You… missed it all, didn't you?" She crawled along the rock formation, before jumping behind and across from him to land on another few boulders beside him. "When they dragged you to that boundary line… you missed your nice, calm hammock."

Sonic's annoyed expression suddenly turned tender and goofy. "I do love that hammock."

"That scent of Mcburger in the morning… evening… night?" Sticks stopped to sniff the air a moment. "Ah! Do we even check the sky when we go to eat at the only joint selling food in this place? Seriously, no one saw that monopoly?" she gestured her hand around, "Conspiracies aside- I think you missed us too. Adoring you." She mimicked the cries of a crowd, as Sonic finally stopped and breathed in the air.

"Yeah… I-hahaha-I do love a good Mcburger. We eat there a lot, huh?"

"Sorry, that's probably me." Knuckles drafted his backend with his hand. As he fanned, Tails and Amy stepped further out to the side of him, disgusted.

Tails had to cover his mouth from gagging.

Knuckles whistled, "Haha… nothing to smell over here… Sorry, Amy. You're kinda downwind."

"Oh!" she gagged then too, rushing over to Sonic, her hand still over her muzzle and nose. "Look! Sonic…" she placed her free hand on his shoulder, turning him around. "You know we'd never choose one cool friend over the other, right? I mean, you may have been the jerk at first-"

"Hey!"

"But at least you're my jerk." Her eyes sparkled a moment at him as she lowered her hand and moved closer, fawning over him before catching herself and removing her hands from his chest. "Oh! I-I meant… Our… Jerk… haha." She giggled nervously.

"Really? Didn't you order the set of Swifty collectables first, Amy?"

"Quiet. Knuckles." Amy gritted her teeth, turning around with each word to shush him up.

"Ehh.. I guess you're right. I did get a little… steamed. I just felt he was taking you all from me." He frowned and folded his arms, upset.

After seeing this, Amy felt more relieved, "Aww… Sonic." She placed a hand to her heart as Tails smiled.

"You know that'd never happen. We're best friends!"

"The bestest." Sonic brofisted him, nodding.

"And we're unstoppable!" Sticks came down, also fist-bumping him.

"The most… uh… unstoppable!"

"And we're not robots!" Knuckles arched the side of his stomach and leaned on one foot, jamming both fists out for the gesture to also be given to him as well.

"O-oh… yeah… heheh…" Sonic looked away, but fisted him.

"You… did know he was a robot before spin dashing into him… right Sonic?" Amy raised an eyebrow, wearily holding out a fist as Sonic eyed her, looked away, then quickly back and fist bumped her too.

"Why would you think I didn't think otherwise? Haha…" he shrugged, fiddling with his hands being speedily withdrawn behind his back…

"Otherwise… as in… you did know?"

"It was fishy."

"MY BOWLS!" The fish cried out from a far distance, but no one saw him, so they all just looked around.

"I'll need to do something about that fish." Sticks's eyes turned intense.

Knuckles added to the intensity, "He knows too much."

Tails shook his head, "He'll forget in a matter of minutes. All Goldfishes have a short-term memory."

"Tails!" Knuckles suddenly snapped, defending the fish. "How dare you assume his species!"

Tails sweatdropped.

"Well, I just hope you know how much you mean to us, Sonic. So you don't feel envious or jealous again." Amy faced back to Sonic, who was a bit jittery at those words.

"W-what!?" Nerves took over and he spoke quickly once more. "Who said anything about turning green! I'm not green!"

"MY BOWLS!"

"Told ya." Tails side-swiped his eyes back to Knuckles.

"Oh, so now you're picking on the memory-challenged, huh, Tails? Does that make you feel like a man, Tails!? Well? DOES IT?!"

"Besides, Amy and I were exaggerating." Sticks flopped her hand in a sign of letting it go, "I would have never lowered my boobytraps! And Amy would have never-"

Amy's face suddenly grew white with horror, "O-ok-okay, Sticks! That's enough sharing!" with a red, flustered face, Amy pushed Sticks by her back away from the three. "Whelp, I'm glad we could have this talk and get everything sorted out. You're still the coolest, Sonic! Ciao!"

He shook his head and lowered his eyes, groaning in a bit of envy again. "Ohh… She used to cut Sticks off randomly like that when it was her secretive things about me that she didn't want being revealed…" he slouched forward.

"Come on, Sonic… we'll play 'How Many Coconuts Can Knuckles's Head Crack Without Him Passing Out' again?" Tails tried to turn Sonic away from the departing girls as Knuckles excitedly waved his hand around, jumping on each foot interchangeably.

"Oh, oh, oh! Me first! Me first!"

"Hahaha! Always, Big guy." Tails laughed.

Sonic whined another moan again.

As Amy got Sticks further away, Sticks looked behind her back and forth from each side. "W-what? I was just saying you'd probably make a doll of him is all!"

"Sticks for once would you just. Shut. Up!" She was speaking through gritted teeth, as at her very home… next to her life-size Sonic Doll… was a Swifty Doll… Wearing a Swifty limited edition T-shirt and hat.

However, to her credit, it was dusty and looked untouched.

It sloped down after the Sonic doll slowly leaned it's back over it and took it down, flopping on it. But there didn't seem to be a push of gravity or wind…

"Remind me to recycle that thing later though…"