Manic and I talked for hours about music and our childhood as I tried to ignore my rapid heartbeat. Besides my heartbeat increasing by the minute, it was strange that I felt...I don't know...safe telling him all this. It was weird since I was so reserved. 'Something isn't right' I thought.

"You okay,bro?"

" I'm not sure...it's probably the experiments. I'm feeling I'll"

"Oh you too? what did they give you?

"I don't know for sure but was a green liquid" I said as my vision blurred and seemed inarticulate. "Are you okay bro?" Manic asked, his voice echoing in my head. "Yes I'm fine" I answered, my voice shaking. I continued feeling weaker and weaker as time passed,but I managed to use,all my strength to stand. It felt as if the ground began to shake, I lost my balance and fell. It felt as if I was in midair for hours, falling slowly. Suddenly, I felt a pair of arms grab me brusquely as my vision turned pitch black. Even Though I couldn't see a thing, I could still hear a voice from far away.

X-x-x-x

(hours later)

I yawned as I say up on my bed and stretched. But I felt something heavy lying on my chest. 'Dafuq?'

I looked down and gasped, appalled st the sight of Manic sleeping on my bare chest. Out of instinct, I pushed him off me and covered my nakedness with a gray blanket that was on the bed. He got up rubbing his head, still a bit asleep and have me an angry look. " What the hell was that for?!" He yelled. "What a was that for? What was that for?You're asking the reason why I did that? Well how about this: I wake up in my roommate's bed, half naked, with his gayass cuddling me" "but you agreed to this!"

"did I really? Because I do not recall that happening"

"Well ya should! It was your idea in the first place!"

My muzzle became a warmer, so I looked away to hide my blush. 'Wait why am I even blushing?!' I thought screaming in my head. I heard Manic sigh and ask " the experiment provoked you didn't it?"

I nodded. "It probably did, I'm not sure, but let's never talk about it ever again, agreed?"

"Agreed"

x-x-x-x

I took a bite out of the great bread that was given to me along with some the gray mashed potatoes (I hoped that was what it was). I could nearly hold the need to vomit because of the vinegar-like taste of the bread. We were in the reading room and I was sitting next to Manic. I ate with my right hand as I rested my left hand on my lap...underneath the table. Why? well because it hurt for some reason. But Manic kept on trying to hold it as heare with his other hand. The feeling of his warm, soft hand felt...comforting every time he tried to hold mine. Wait, what?!

"Stop it" I finally said slightly irritated. He let go of my hand with a sad look in his face, his eard folded back. I looked at him, but I couldn't help to feel...oh I don't know...bad for him. 'Why do I feel bad for this fag anyway?' I thought bitterly, 'I can't possibly...' I thought shaking my head. I took a deep breath then exhaled. " Fine, you can hold my hand" I sighed while I put my hand over his and continued rating with my right hand.

A familiar white hedgehog sat in front of us as he laid his treaty on the table. " Hello, Silver" I greeted. Silver was arrested about six years ago, but only Blaze knew the crime he was charged with. She never anyone other than Grace ,their daughter. Manic just started at him, as if he was afraid Silver would notice out hands under the table. "I'm...hi" Silver greyed a bit hesitant. "Y-yo...the name's Manic" he introduced himself stuttering a extended his right hand out and introduced himself, shaking hands with Manic.

Manic, Silver, and I talked and catched up (well, Silver and I did) in the eating area. As we walked outside, I couldn't help to notice that Silver kept on starting at my hand. " What are you starting at, Silver?" I asked glaring at him. "N-nothing"

"Tell me now you sorry piece of-"

"You do know that you and Manic are still holding hands, right?"

"SHIT!" I half-yelled as I let go of Manic's hand, feeling slight heat rise to my muzzle. Silver just raised an eyebrow questionly. "I thought you were straight" he said, "since you cheated on Vanilla with Blaze" Silver finished coldly with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. He was looking at me with such hatred that I had never seen in him before. I Hesitated to answer because I didn't know you're to explain this to him. My mind just went blank in the blink of an eye.

"Look, Silver" I said defiantly looking into his golden eyes, "it was long before you dated Blaze ...and-"

"...And Amy was involved as well" Silver interrupted. I took a deep breath, trying to control the angry and violent thoughts out of my head. The memories of the selfish and careless man I used to be filled my mind. I cleared my throat and managed to get the words out "fine do I cheated, so what? It no longer matters because you married Blaze. But you will never see her again because you're here! In jail!" I yelled coldly. Silver only stared back at me then looked at the ground, dropping his ears in sadness. I looked at Manic, who was just starting at the ground, then walked off without saying a word.

Two prisoners approached Manic a while after he walked away. One was a green fox with a blue Mohawk and the other was a red cat. "Hey fag" said the red feline. "Ready for an ass whopping?" He asked as both of them began to break their knuckles. "In your dreams, suckers" responded Manic. Then he grabbed the cat by the neck and threw him at the fox, making him fall.

"OKAY EVERYONE! BACK TO YOU'RE CELLS!" Yelled a guard standing next to the only door visible (which lead inside the prison). 'This is going too be a long night' I thought while I took a deep breath and walked to the metal door.