I don't own Sega characters.

I don't have much to say on this one shot, except probably the fact that its my least favorite one so far. In fact, it sorta sucks. :P Oh well. I'll make it up in the next ones I guess.

Friendly

The final bell rang, noting that the day of school for the sophomores was over. Students filed out of the red brick exterior building hurriedly, racing to get out of the stuffy class rooms and to taste freedom.

However, in a cold room with a large chalk-board and scattered desks remained the troubled few.

Detention.

The teacher was a large walrus, his fangs dripping with drool as he snored in his seat at the teachers desk, oblivious to the rebellious students around him.

Julie-Su sat in the front row, her feet propped up on a separate chair, palms spread on her desk as she painted her nails.

Scourge and Fiona were bumping into the desks, tripping over chalk, and squeezed in a tight cabinet throughout a passionate make out session, ignoring the disgusted and disturbed looks they got from peers.

Wave sat tinkering with mechanics lazily, sketching extreme gear designs and muttering to herself about rewiring.

Knuckles was in a position similar to the teacher, his face pressed against the desk as he snored loudly, deciding a quick nap would be a fast way to pass time.

Rouge stood nearby, giggling as she took pictures of the sleeping echidna and posting them online with titles and captions like, 'My babe 2 tired 4 d-10-tion.'

Shadow sat near the back of the classroom, bored in his monotony. His eyes flickered around to the different events, skipping over the couple whom were fervently pressed together before landing on a feline that sat on top of a near desk, legs crossed and foot bobbing up and down. Her long tail swished lazily back and forth, her chest heaving sighs every few minutes or so as her gaze wandered.

He noted that he had seen her in detention a few times before, but never gave her much notice until now. Her golden eyes reflected his boredom, and he concluded that starting a conversation, though unlike him, would maybe help pass the stretching minutes.

"What did you do?" he asked, his tone remained uninterested.

The lavender feline moved her wandering gaze to the voice that had spoken to her. She took him in, scanning him with calculating amber eyes before smirking, "my chemistry teacher claims I heated up her lab example so it would explode." the feline explained nonchalantly.

Shadow couldn't help but crack a grin, raising an eyebrow at her questioningly, "and did you?"

The she-cat's smirk stretched further, as she held out her hand and showed a flame form in her palm, "she had no proof. Besides, how did I know her skirt would fly up and start on fire?" she claimed with a chuckle, to which he joined her in for a few brief seconds before both turned silent once again.

"So how bout' you?" she asked, breaking the silence.

Shadow grinned mischievously, "my art teacher didn't like having cement in all his paint."

The feline snickered lightly. "You have Mrs. Poodle for English, third period right?" she asked.

Shadow nodded, cocking his head at her in silent question.

The amethyst she-cat smirked, "we should plan a prank together sometime." she proposed.

He thought for a moment, before giving a nod and flashing a sly grin. "Yes. We should."

The cat held out her hand for him, a slight mock greeting, "Blaze the Cat."

Shadow clasped her hand with a firm shake, "Shadow, Shadow the hedgehog."

Blaze smiled, a glint of recognition flashing in her golden eyes as she retracted her hand slowly and stood with a nod. "Pleasure. I will see you around Shadow."

The ebony hedgehog furrowed his eyebrows. "Where are you going?"

His only response a sly smirk as she sauntered over to the window and leaned out. "A few stories up huh? Well...cats always land on their feet." she stated, tossing a farewell wink to Shadow over her shoulder and leaping out the window, her form disappearing in a push of gravity.

Shadow shook his head with a smile. He may have just made a new friend.