WereSonourge story based off of

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I thought it was really funny Sonic the Werehog was in prison and then this happened.

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Scourge held back the wave of fear he felt, the guards shoving him towards his new cell with each step.

It was decided, after months of abuse, that perhaps he should move to another cell with a different bunkmate. At first Scourge was relieved that his time with Smalls was over. That was, until he found out who his new bunk mate was.

"After all," he remembered how the warden smirked over his desk top," Sonics must stick together." Scourge felt a part of his hopefulness die at that moment. He knew how the other Sonic was here. A huge beast of a hedgehog, well a werehog as it seems more appropriate.

The very same being that stared at him from day one. Seeming to want to break him in two. Though, it did seem strange that the ones who did hurt him ended up far worse afterwards. Scourge wasn't sure why though.

"Here's your new cell," a guard said, pushing him in. Scourge turned quickly to try to run out, only to meet bars. "N-no please!," he begged.

The guards walked away with smiles. Scourge slowly sliding down the bars defeated. "Have fun with your roomie.~," one called out. "He flips his shit, it's on your head." "But I don't know how to even calm his shit when he looses it!" He called out weakly. "You'll figure something out." A guard laughed.

Shakily, Scourge turned around in the darkened cell. Noting the long and large grooves in the walls and floor. The markings caused by large claws.

Shivering, Scourge glanced around, hearing something breathing. "Hello?," he whispered out. He flinched at something moving from the dark corner of the cell.

Shaking, he pressed against the bars. Expecting a huge beast to slam out and break him. Yet, you of the shadows, a hedgehog, slightly shorter than himself came out.

"Hiya!," he said, Scourge's eyes wide at the sight. "Err...Hey?," he said meekly and rather confused.

He seemed even more startled when the hedgehog moved and began to climb onto the large bunk bed. "Sorry, I'm not really myself at the moment.," he said, smiling a bit.

"Ummmm...," Scourge shifted a bit," I-I can see that…" He tried to lighten up the room slightly.

"I hate going back to normal," the blue hedgehog grumbled softly." I always revert back on the full moon!," he said, noting the look," Yeah, I know. Weird. I'm only normal for a day but when I change back, HOOOO BOY.," he laughed. "Doesn't help that stress and anger can trigger it prematurely." A rather dangerous look crossed his features. "I really don't like switching back and forth…..even if it's only for twelve hours…."

Scourge felt himself go cold.

He was sitting in a cell with a ticking time bomb.

"So we're cellmates now huh?," the other Sonic smiled, it tense. "I guess.," Scourge said, trying to remain calm.

The other Sonic shivered softly," Wow, this is getting hard," he said, cringing a bit.

"W-what?"

The emeralds flashed dangerously," STOP THAT." Scourge flinched away, the guard's words echoing in his mind. "Who do you think you are? Coming in here smelling and acting like that?," he growled lowly.

The green hedgehog's ears went back, azure's flicking up as he panted," I'm sorry!," he said quickly to the green hedgehog. "I'm just...my emotions are just….it's hard to function...when I'm like this..," the other Sonic groaned," I hate it, why can't I just stay one way?," he asked, curling up a bit, his hand roughly hitting the side of his head. "I hate it. Everything's unbalanced and it feels like someone's pulling back a rubber band back until too much stretching happens….then it just…," he smacked his head again," SNAPS.," he giggled a bit, his emeralds in an internal agony only he knew.

Scourge swallowed, the guard's words screaming at him as he scooted over. "T-there, there, it'll be ok," he gently patted his head. The other hedgehog seemed to tense before relaxing against the touch, a soft rumble in his throat.

Scourge managed to get his breathing to slow down, relaxing as he felt the other loose tension all around him. "Sorry….," blue mumbled, his hands tiredly rubbing his eyes. "Everything's out of wack…..I don't like being on edge for hours on end….good thing it's almost over.," he mumbled. "It's alright dude….nothing wrong with being stressed and shit," Scourge said, some confidence coming back.

Blue seemed to smile at that, his features relaxing into his usual not caring as he scooted away from the hedgehog. "...Why'd you help? The guards say you had to?," he asked, his arms crossed. "Well-" "Don't lie to me.," blue said, a cold look appearing on his features. "...They did….and it just….you were hitting yourself.," Scourge said, crossing his arms and looking away. "I'm not gonna sit there and watch you smack your brains out." He grumbled, knowing everything would grow worse if the other Sonic was gone.

The other scoffed at that," More like you want a shield. Or at least something else to take the majority of attention off of you so you stop getting hurt all the time." The other paused for a moment, resting a hand under his chin," Which hard, given the fact that you're famous from taking over a zone and pissed off so many people~" Scourge barely met his gaze," …."

"That's what I thought."

Later at lunch, everything seemed calm. Seemed. Scourge was awkwardly sitting next to the now werehog. Silently poking at his food while the other ate slowly. He wouldn't admit it, but he felt safe in the other's presence. THe other inmates staying clear of the huge threat despite wanting to get at the small prize next to him. "Aren't you eating?," a voice growled out.

Green's head snapped up, flushing at the hard emeralds staring at him. "I'm not really hungry….," he said, eliciting a scoff from the other. "Is because of what I said in the cell?" "No." "Then why aren't you hungry?"

Scourge laughed bitterly," Have you tasted the food here?," he asked, surprised at the small bark of laughter. "Fair point. Fair point," the other said, a soft grin on his features. "I suppose I've gotten used to it is all.," he said, smirking.

Scourge sighed, pushing away his tray and letting his head flop onto the table," How long does it take?" "No clue," the other responded, smiling a tiny bit. He pushed the tray back a bit," At least eat your pudding. That's the only good thing on here." He said, the green hedgehog slowly raising his head. His icy blues unamused. "It's not even a known flavor…."

The werehog shrugged," At least it HAS flavor." "Ok, that was way too true to be funny." Scourge said, sighing as he sat back up. He stared at it for a moment, sighing as he dug his spoon into it. The head snapped off.

"...I can't even….fuck…..," Scourge sighed, finally noticing the looks everyone was giving him. Shifting uncomfortably. "Come on….," the werehog scoffed, handing his own unused spoon," Here. Finish mine." Scourge looked at him for a moment, contemplating something quietly before taking the spoon. Shivering softly when his fingertips gently brushed against the larger palm and the sharp claws gently danced across his own.

"Thanks….," he mumbled, smiling a bit when the spoon didn't break like the last one. He barely noticed the soft purr coming from the other.

In the outside exercise area of the prison, Scourge sat down silently as he watched the other work and move so his muscles wouldn't deteriorate. Again, noticing the looks other gave him. He shifted a bit closer to the other out instinct. Unsure why he did so. But he wouldn't admit how comfortable he was near the other.

He features flushed when the other dropped the heavy weights down, stretching the sore muscles as he sat up. Swallowing, Scourge realized how dry his mouth was. "You know you can walk around and stuff right? You don't have to be around me ALL the time.," the werehog said, flashing a soft look at the other. "I'm fine…..," he said, coughing a bit when he heard a group of inmates laugh from a distance. The werehog rolled his eyes slightly before standing," Well then let's go."

Scourge blinked," Where?" "Well, I'm allowed to go to the library and such after such good behavior. Or I can just back to my cell." He said with a shrug. The green hedgehog felt his eyes widen. Was...was he giving him a choice?

The other watched him expectantly," Well?...," he asked, a slight edge to his voice. Scourge flinched, his face flushing," Um...can we go get a book or something for the cell?" He watched the emeralds narrow in thought for a moment. "Sure….Let's go," he repeated, smirking a bit at the other's quick response.

After an hour of failing to grab books on higher selves and his cellmate laughing at the steaming hedgehog. He finally got a book, after the short jokes and the rather playful teasing of the other. "Don't tell me you're mad!~," the werehog grinned, showing dangerous teeth. Scourge huffed," Was the shortstop jab really needed?," he asked, a bark of laugh and a light tap on the arm came in response. "Sorry~ It's so rare for me to help someone without them screaming." He grinned more. Scourge simply rolling his eyes.

The two entered the cell, Scourge with a huff, moved to the bottom bunk. "That's mine.," the werehog said, Scourge freezing. "You….actually have the bottom bunk?," he asked. Emeralds rolled in response as if it was obvious. "Well I'll be stuck on the top bunk for hours then, wouldn't I? You got any idea how hard it is to get out of a small bed?"

Scourge shook his head," Didn't think so." "Well it's just…. Last time I was shoved onto the bottom bunk and i'm just….used to it," he said, the other leaning against the bunk for a moment. "...Well guess we'll need to do something about it." He said as he grasped the slightly torn mattress from the bunk and shover it to the ground. Replacing it with the one from the top. "There. You get the bottom, and I get a way to get up without hitting my head," he said, laying down on his mattress.

Sighing and rolling his eyes, Scourge sat down on his bunk," You just have a response to everything, don't you?"

"Yep."

"Doesn't that get tiring?"

"Yeah. But at least I can rest easy."

The green hedgehog sighed silently when he saw the other grow comfy, a few soft snores rising up from him after a minute or two. Quietly, he laid back and set the book under his pillow for later. Shrugging, he closed his eyes. Relaxing greatly against the mattress. Almost forgetting what it felt to lay on a mattress.

Soon, he fell asleep. Feeling that maybe, his prison sentence wouldn't be so bad as long as he remained near the other male. Since he seemed to make everything feel safe again.

Unaware to him, a large arm wrapped around him and pulled him close. The werehog rumbled softly as he nuzzled against the smaller hedgehog. The two peacefully slumbering the night away.