"Mm!" Shadow grunted, as he woke up and stretched his arms out. He had the craziest dream that he had shrunk, and for all reasonable standards, was a child;and he was hiding out a Sonic's so the government wouldn't catch him.
Of course, the room that he sat in felt different, and his clothes felt off. They were too soft, and baggy.
"Wait, it wasn't a dream?" Shadow said, throwing the blanket he was covered in off, revealing the red and green pjs that he was wearing. "What am I, a christmas ornament?" He spat himself, looking down at his clothes. Shadow decided to ignore his clothing, and attempted to climb down off off the bed. He had to crawl above a wooden guard rail, and had to fall to the ground since his stubby child legs only dangled above the white carpet.
"Gr." He grunted, as he tried to touch the floor; stretching and wiggling his toes as far as he could. "Nope!" He said, grabbing a hold of the beds sheets and tried to pull himself back over the guardrail. But his little hands couldn't grab enough of the sheet and it slipped; sending him crashing on the ground. Landing on his butt with a loud
'thud'. Thankfully the carpet was soft enough that the fall didn't.
"I'm good." The young hedgehog told himself, as he stood up. He turned to the bed, wondering how anyone could get down from the bed without risking breaking a bone.
"What are you doing?" Someone asked asked Shadow from the hallway. When Shadow looked behind him, he saw Silver dressed in only a pair of blue and white striped boxers.
"Trying to figure out how you're supposed to get in this bed, without the help of climbing gear."
"You could try the stairs." Silver yawned out, stretching his arms in the air.
"Stairs?"
"Yeah, at the side of the bed." Silver said, pointing at the end of the bed. Where a set a wooden stair reached up to the bed, and a opening in the guardrails; to get in and out of the bed.
"Oh." Shadow blushed, his face turning red. I wished I would've known that. He thought to himself.
"Were you that thud I heard?"
"M-maybe!" Shadow snapped.
"Well, whatever." The silver hedgehog sighed, "I'm going to get some breakfast."
Silver started walking away, and Shadow followed behind him.
"Urg, stairs." Shadow growled as he got to the set of stairs that he was going to have to get down, before he could get anything to eat. Shadow took it one step at a time, carefully making sure each foot was touching the carpet of the stairs. When he made it down the stairs, he rushed into the kitchen; where Tails was messing around with some sort of machine, and Silver was pulling out boxes of cereal.
"Do you want something to eat, Shadow?" Silver offered, as he looked in a cabaret, "We have cereal, cereal, and if you're interested we happen to have cereal."
"What kind of cereal do you got?"
"We got cheerios, cereal with marshmallows in it, and chocolate cereal. Any winners?"
"Cheerios, I guess." Shadow sighed. He would of prefered to eat one of the other cereals, but since he was already in kiddy pjs, and he had slept in a kids room; he was afraid he was making himself look too childish already. So eating the world's blandest cereal was worth it if he can look more grown up. "Why is there a picture of Sonic on that box?" He asked as Silver pulled out a bowl.
"I don't know." The teen sighed, "Sonic will advertise himself on anything. Which is a good and bad thing."
"Forget I asked. Can you give me a hand up, so I can pour the cereal?'
"Do you think you can handle it?" Silver asked, picking Shadow up and sitting him on the counter. "I'm not sure you can get your hands around the box, and I know for sure you can't pick up the milk to pour it in."
"Hey!" Shadow snapped, giving Silver a glare, "I can still do everything I could do before. So give me the box!"
"Whatever you say, here you go."
"Thank you." He said, taking the yellow box away from the grey and white hedgehog. He clenched onto the box the best he could, but his tiny hands could barely do anything. But he somehow managed to keep his grip and pour his cereal in the red plastic.
"See, I told you."
"Ok Mr. Smarty pants." Silver sighed, "Do you want me to pour the milk or do you think you got it?"
"Of course I can get it!" Shadow sighed, grabbing the two gallon jug, at the handle; and Silver walking away, "I'm the ultimate life-form!" He grunted trying to lift up the gallon.
Stupid Milk! He thought to himself, letting it go. His hands started to sting from the coolness of the milk.
"Do you need help?" Tails asked, looking up from the machine.
"I got it!" The young hedgehog huffed. Instead of picking up the jug, Shadow figured that all he needed to do was tilt the jug, so the milk would fall into the bowel. He grabbed the handle one more time, and tilted the jug forward. "Whoa!" He cried as the jug slipped out of his hand. It landed on the bowel, sending the cereal in it flying at his face, and the milk rolling of the counter onto the ground.
"Hey!" Both Silver and Tails said, rushing to Shadow.
"Shadow!" Silver snapped, picking up the jug "Look at the mess you made!"
"I-It was an accident!" Shadow defended himself, "Why would you get such a heavy jug of milk?"
"It's not heavy!" Silver said, lifting the jug up and down.
"It's not heavy now, since most of the milk is spilt out!"
"Shadow- Gr, whatever!" Silver sighed, sitting the milk down, picking Shadow up and placing him on the floor, "Just go while I clean this up."
"You can't talk to me like tha-"
"Tails, would you please?"
"Yeah, sure." Tails said, picking Shadow up from underneath his arms, "Let's go Shadow." Tails carried Shadow into the living room.
"You can't carry me around like this!" Shadow growled, "Put me down this instance!"
"Whatever you say your highness." The two tailed fox sighed, sitting the four year-old down, "Now stand still, you got cheerios all over you."
"What is with you two?" Shadow asked, jerking away from Tails, "Why are you two treating me like a child?"
"Well for starters, you look and sound like one. Secondly, I guess you kind remind us of Fangs."
"Fangs? Who's that?"
"You know, Amy's son? Though he is a year older than you are."
"51?"
"No, a year older than you currently are; five. Anyways, Fangs spends the weekends here with us, so having you around; we kinda been treating you like we would him. Take yesterday for example; did you notice how we got you your food, and basically did what you asked?"
"Hm, no I didn't."
"Well, now you know why we are treating you differently. Now let me get the cheerios off of you."
Shadow sighed as he walked over and let the fox pick the cheerios off of his black quills. "So has this 'Fangs' kid ever gotten cheerios all over himself before?"
"A couple of times. It's a lot easier than cleaning lucky charms off of him. The marshmallows stick on fur like glue. There, I got them all."
"About time." Shadow sighed, turning around to see Tails holding a handful of brown circles in his hand, "Sorry about that."
"Its no problem, but you need to understand that while you're in this state you're going to have to let us help you."
Shadow looked as if his whole world had just been destroyed. He was going to have to depend on a two teens, on of them being Sonic's sidekick, to make sure he didn't die.
"Tails I'm back!" A female voice said.
"Is that who I think." Shadow gasped.
"We're in here, Amy!"Tails said, wrapping his arms around Shadow.
"Gah!" Shadow squeaked, trying to break away, "Let me go fox!"
"Are you two ok?" Amy asked when she walked into the room.
"Just fine, I was making sure he didn't get away."
"Curse you!" The four year old spat.
"Let him go Tails." Amy sighed, "I need to go get Fangs."
"Why didn't you just bring him in when you came in?" Silver asked, walking into the living room, his mouth filled with cereal.
"This was more of a warning to get anything dangerous picked up and put away." Amy said, darting her eyes around the room before walking away, "And Siver, puts some pants on."
"Yes mam." The silver hedgehog said, walking up the stairs.
"And you can let me go!" Shadow snapped, breaking away from Tails' grip.
