Chapter 3: Mommy Dearest
"What does my mom have to with trusting women?" Scourge asked.
"Because, some say that men who have mommy issues have something against women." Rosy said. "Besides, you don't really talk about her."
Scourge shrugged. "Well if you really wanna know, my mom was a bitch...she was even worse than my old man if anything." He explained.
Rosy nodded. "Tell me more."
Not having anything better to do, Scourge sat on his barstool and began to talk. "It was years ago see…" He started.
Scourge began to have a flashback of his child self. He ran around the house while his mother Anti Bernadette or Anti Bernie, swept the floor annoyed. Unlike the Bernie of Möbius, Anti Bernie hated her life as a wife and mother and wanted absolutely nothing to do with it. She'd even drink her sorrows away making her even more cranky.
"Little pest.." Anti Bernie muttured.
Anti Bernie was a purple hedgehog with blonde highlights and a midnight black eyeshadow. She'd often wear a black fitted dress with heels. She was a former stripper at eighteen that met Scourge's father and the two soon married one another months later.
Suddenly the mother saw mud tracks from Scourge's shoes on the floor. "SCOURGE, GET BACK HERE!" She yelled.
The little green hedgehog ran back to his mother. "Sup?"
"Did you not rub your feet before you came in?!" She yelled.
"Nah but who cares." Scourge said.
Anti Bernie's eyes started to twitch. "Y-you...you need to get punished! That's it, no chili dogs for a whole month!" She yelled.
"You can't punish me! You're not even my real mom!" Scourge replied. "You're just some stripper dad was messing with that he felt sorry for so he decided to marry you." He added.
Suddenly Bernie slapped the young green hedgehog across the face, which surprised him.
"How….how dare you, you insolent little brat!" She yelled. Just when she was about to grab him, Scourge ran off. Bernie sighed, not even bothering to go after him and decided to smoke.
Scourge arrived at his father's office, where Anti Jules Hedgehog was writing some documents for the people of Moebius.
"Daaaaad, I'm bored." He complained.
"Then go play with your mother, I'm busy." Jules replied not even looking at his son.
"B-but she sucks!" Scourge protested.
"Well life sucks, so get over it." Jules said emotionless. "Now get out of here, I can't concentrate with you here!"
Scourge glared at his father. "Someday….someday, dad...you'll see…." He muttured.
Years later, Scourge stood in front of a dead, bleeding body of his father. Scourge started laughing wickedly, holding his knife concerned in his father's blood.
"That'll teach you….to fuck with me, dad…" a teenage Scourge muttured. "Now to kill his slut of a wife…"
The teenage green hedgehog moved his way into the home and into the master bedroom. However he found a note on the bed that was addressed to him.
"What's this…" He muttured.
"Dear Scourge,
I saw what you did to your father. I just wanted to say it's your life, do whatever you please but I refuse to be a part of it. I'm leaving forever to start my own life. Don't look for me.
From, Bernie aka "your whore step-mom"." He read. Scourge crumbled the paper and smirked.
"Wasn't even planning on looking for ya...but I hope you get ran over by a bus….Bernie…"
To be continued….