Sonic paced, his little brother tucked in his own bed and bandages rewrapped around the wounds that had been torn open and his tail reset in a splint. He was normal now, his animalistic nature settled and under control for now. He must have ran a hundred laps around the Earth after wards, berating himself for scaring Amy and Tails the way he had.

With his mind finally cleared, freed from the Darkness and feeling more in control then ever, Sonic felt terrible. He had gone back to his old home he had shared with the kit and completely cleared it out, getting Tails new workshop set up with all his gadgets and gizmos with the Tornado in the garage. He had also returned to Amy's home and did the same, though he had packed her clothes with his eyes closed to avoid embarrassment.

He wanted them comfortable, wanted them happy! Just...knew he would not be able to let them live away from him without the Werehog opposing it to a dangerous degree until he learned how to control it better. With a heavy heart and knowing he was way in over his head, Sonic took a trip Angel Island upset and ashamed. He needed his mother now...and her guidance. Though that meant he was going to have to confess as well, and he feared his mother's reaction once he told her.

Amy awoke with a whimpering groan, twisting as her mind began to awaken to the scents and sounds around her. Her bed felt a lot softer than usual, though it didn't have it's usual calming scent of lavender that she knew.

As her mind awoke, memories swept in behind it like a tidal wave and Amy snapped to attention faster.

Dark Sonic, Tails...

Startled, she looked around. This was not her room, and whimpering she realized with dread that what she remembered hadn't been just a terrible dream. She pushed back the plush comforter and tried to stand, only to shiver at the twinkling sound of chains. Looking down at her petite ankle, she blanched at the thick metal cuff connected to a chain that was secured to the wall beside her.

The chain was long though, allowing access to every part of the room, including being able to go through a small door located near the bed that led to a bathroom. It just didn't give her access to the door that led to the hallway to leave the room. Crystalline tears welled within her leaf green orbs, and desperately she tried to break the chains but they proved to be just to strong.

She felt small and vulnerable in the relatively large room, and to try and get her mind off of her captivity, she began to examine the room she was trapped within. The walls were a light, cherry blossom pink and the carpet was a deep emerald green shade. The trimming was a white lace pattern, and if the situation was any different, Amy would have adored it. Above her hung a glittering chandelier with little rose ornaments, and the furniture was all white oak wood. It was a room fit for a Princess, and she would know, having had plenty of sleep overs with Sonia.

What startled her more was that her decorations, things from her home were there as well. Her glass figurine collection, her books, even her clothes had been placed in the closet and the drawers! Though she was slightly amused by the array of her clothes. It looked like whoever had put her clothes away had done it blindfolded. She knew it had to have been Sonic, so at least he had the decency to try and not look at her undergarments! Though that only served to worry her once more...why had Sonic brought her things here?

On the white and gold vanity, she found a note next to her assorted lotions and she picked it up with shaking hands, which-she noticed- had been bandaged carefully over the old wounds. She opened it up, almost afraid of what it would say. She recognized Sonic's messy scribbles instantly.

"Dear Amy,

Sorry for what I did, couldn't help it! I know it was way past uncool of me to bust in like that and destroy your home.

Thanks for taking care of my little brother for me, I really appreciate it.

Do you like the room? I did the best I could, guess all those shopping sprees and tips from Sonia did have some purpose! Sorry about the chains though...can't have you running away. I'm in control right now but if I lost you and Tails again I don't know if I'd be able to stay this way. I'll take the chains off when I return, then we'll go from there. Sound good?

Awesome!

Sorry about the state of your clothes too...didn't want you coming after me with your hammer for looking at your um...privates. Anyway! Food is in the drawer in the bedside table, wasn't sure when you'd wake up and I didn't want it getting...actually I'm not sure why I put it in the drawer now that I think about it...wait why I'm I writing that...anyway! See you when I get back~

Your way past cool dude in blue,

Sonic"

Amy laughed weakly, Sonics personality shining through with the letter with how it jumped so quickly from topic to topic. Stepping lightly over to the bedside table, she opened the drawer warily wondering what sort of concoction Sonic had left for her. "Oh brother..." She sighed with a smile, staring down at the cooling chilidogs. "Of course..." She murmured, sitting down back on the edge of the white sheeted four poster bed and rose petal comforter.

There she ate, and she cried with each bite. Sonic said he was back to normal...but he still kept her chained in an unknown room like some high class prisoner, so what has he done with Tails?

Off in another room, Tails was awakening as well as a beam of sunlight filtered through the window through the airy light blue curtains. "W-Where am ...I...?" He coughed, his throat sore. Glancing around, he noted the room with wary curiosity. The walls were a soft Mother of Pearl and the carpet a thick, fluffy orange of a soft shade. His bed was very soft, high quality four poster with made with the same Dark Oak wood like the rest of the furniture in the room.

Getting up gingerly as his body ached, he noticed the fresh bandages as he began to look around a bit more thoroughly. His framed pictures hung on the walls, many taken while he grew up. The majority were of him and Sonic, some where group pictures with all of their friends, and one special one was of the Royal family huddled together for a family picture with Tails participating as well. Sonia and Manic knelt on either side of a sitting Sonic with Tails cuddled in the Blue Blurs lap and Queen Aleena and King Jules standing beside them with hands on the children's shoulders. Everyone was smiling so happily in the photo...

It had been taken a few months after the King had been rescued from the depths of a forgotten underground factory Robotnik had, and the royal family officially adopted Tails into their fold. It was the happiest moment of his life, now not only did he have a big brother, he gained a big sister, another big brother, plus a Mother and Father!

Shaking his head before he let himself be distracted by memories, he continued his investigations. The kit was shocked to see his books in a nearby bookshelf that left enough room for him to get at least 20 more, his tool kit and other Knick knacks set up around the room on various shelves and tables. He also noticed he was barefoot when he spotted his shoes beside the door, the socks he had been wearing no where in sight.

Unlike Amy though, the little kit was not chained up and quietly trotted out into the hallway after reading Sonic's note, which told the child how sorry Sonic was and that Sonic got him a surprise in another room, directions given. The kit had passed on the cold chilidogs though, his stomach in knots and queasy at the very thought of food. He followed the directions to a T through the maze of hallways in the soft lit mansion, the only light coming from the locked windows that showed the forest beyond. He wished he could say the house was cold and foreboding, but in reality it was warmly heated to a comfortable temperature and looked very inviting. So when he opened a door that led to the mysterious room, Tails was frozen in shock.

It was huge, taking up what the kit thought could be at least a half of a basement that belonged in some Grand Mansion. All of his tools, machines, gadgets and gizmos and who knows what else was there, settled undamaged in numerable boxes awaiting to be set up and placed where the owner would want. There was even a hammock set up in one corner with pillows and blankets for when the child would fall asleep while working-which was often. Backtracking from the amazing room, Tails followed his hearing which led him to where Amy was kept captive, and with a quick work picking the lock, Tails could be found cuddling the pinkette upon her bed. Like it or not, they were trapped there till Sonic returned.

And Amy was the only one who could comfort the child.

"I am very disappointed in you, Ogilvie ." Queen Aleena admonished the young hero in private in a small room of their villa that Knuckles allowed them to stay in while they awaited the palace to be rebuilt. The Queen was without her crown today, dressed in a fine white gown of soft silk and dark blue slippers. Her hair had been trimmed up, losing it's rocker style it had gained while she had been on the run and now fell in gentle waves of sparkling amethyst.

Sonic winced at the use of his real name passing his mothers lips, fighting back the pinpricks of tears that had been threatening to fall after he had recounted the events to his mother. At first she had been horrified, sorrowful, and at some points-disgusted even. At first, he thought for sure his mother would punish him, maybe even disown him. A part of him thought that was surely just what he deserved.

So it came as a shock when his mother hugged him instead, and the cool droplets of her own tears hit the top of his head which freed the ones he was trying so hard to hold back. "You've suffered so much, my little one..." She stated finally. "You've caused great pain, that is true, but you've also had to deal with a great and terrible power that's caused you a terrible despair. While I am disappointed in the fact you felt the need to not tell your mother of these things sooner, I can only help you to rectify the present and repair the future." She soothed.

"Yeah bro, you should have told us like way before this got outta hand.." Manic stated from his seat beside Sonia on the other couch. The two had sat there quietly hearing what transpired, amazed and concerned about the changes their triplet had gone through. "Yeah, after what Robuttnik did to little Tails, I would have snapped too!" Sonia tried to comfort, and the pink and green hedgehogs joined in with the family hug to comfort Sonic.

Sonic finally choked, unleashing his pent up sobs. He thought for sure his family would turn their backs on him, would claim him a monster and disown him...It was to bad their father was back in Mobotropolis, over seeing the reconstructions, as Sonic would have liked to see where the elder hedgehog stood on the matter along with Uncle Chuck- who was with the King.

"We'll head with you back to the home you fixed up, sound good bro?" Manic chirped after the hug ended. "Yes, and I'll go meet with the Oracle. Perhaps he would know of a method to help control and suppress your Dark side and the Werehog." Aleena spoke softly, petting her little boys head gently as he leaned against her side once more.

"Though still, I'm surprised to hear you fixed up a whole mansion, Sonic!" Sonia chirped, hoping to ease the tensions a little. "Well, I fixed it up the best I could at least. It's livable now but some wings are still ...ah...under construction...? It's not like I had to do much, just some cleaning and such...the mansion was still in relatively good shape even after being abandoned." He confessed, blushing lightly as Manic joked about how Sonic should take up a job in architecture. It was good to know his family still supported him, and while they didn't fully agree with him keeping Tails and Amy there against their wills...they did offer to help.

Plus as Sonia put it, Sonic was terribly unfashionable. Someone had to help poor Amy before she became a fashion disaster at his hands!