I've got something for you! Something got written!
Disclaimer: Well, what do you think I'm disclaiming? Of course I don't own Sonic!
Here's where the story starts.
Shadow walked into the hospital room that contained Sonic and several nurses/doctors. Shadow noted that Sonic was on a generic hospital bed, and was regarding him a neutral expression. "All right, what's going on? I've asked everyone I've come across here, but they all say that either they don't know, or that it's classified. So spill."
"In my second-most-recent scuffle my legs were paralyzed," Sonic said. Shadow felt his perception suddenly shift, and found that Sonic's expression was calling his attention now. Running was one of Sonic's great pleasures, this Shadow knew. He should be complaining loudly, and Shadow had heard the way Sonic often refused to stay still long enough to recover from his injuries. So what was with this quietness? Was Sonic feeling subdued, (an alien thought in Shadow's mind,) or was this quiet brooding? (Even more bizarre.) Wait—second most recent—?
"You went into battle with your legs paralyzed?" Shadow gave Sonic an odd look.
"It took you that long to notice?" Sonic replied calmly, his lips twitching slightly.
Shadow bit back his reaction to the prod. "Do you do that on purpose, or do you just say whatever comes to mind?" Shadow asked before he could stop himself.
Sonic looked at him for a moment, then said, "People only see what they want to see. Do you want to see the truth, or will you only hear a particular answer?"
Shadow was taken aback by this. "I want the truth," he answered.
"I do it on purpose, to see who'll rise to the bait, who'll roll their eyes, who'll play their word game with me, and who'll see past the bait and figure out what really goes on in my head. You're the first to ask, and the first to have the potential to actually figure me out." Sonic smirked. "Bishop takes knight…"
"I think I see now how you managed to avoid the press figuring out what happened to you."
"Pawn takes bishop. Ouch." Sonic's smirk became a grin. "Can you take my other pieces?"
Shadow allowed himself to grin back. "I'll certainly try."
They played their game of chess all evening.
Here's where the story ends.
Well? What do you people think? This is the sort of stuff you're going to get out of me, so if you like it, let me know and I just might whip up more of this for you.