*a hand claws itself free from a hellish hole of sin and lack of motivation* I LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!
JEEZ, I'm so sorry this is so late! I meant to have the drabbles done in June but UGH, I lost my motivation after my computer incident and I was like "later" for a while.

BUT GUESS WHO COULDN'T SLEEP BECAUSE OF THEIR MESSED UP SLEEP SCHEDUAL AND FINDING MY OUTLINE NOTEBOOK AGAIN?

so here's some fleetourge fluff for ya. :3 complete with Scourge not liking to feel things and a fleetway who's basically a cat.

might do the other later today and see if I have any new ideas for more drabbles...thinking a mafia one...maybe

for videos, here's how Scourge would groan in annoyance
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and here's how Scourge would act when sleep deprived
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yep, he's legit Bardock XD

"Babe, please, I'm trying to sleep," Scourge grumbled as he shoved his face further into the pillow. Grumbling was the only response he received.

For the past few hours, all was peaceful. That was, until his partner came home practically steaming.

Tiredly, an icy neon blue orb rested on the golden glowing hedgehog. Who paced, well more like aggressively floating, at the front of the bed. His target like eyes swirling with intent and anger as his muttering became louder.

"I ought to destroy that damn place….HE thinks he can tell ME what to do?," the enraged chaos server spat while his boyfriend gave another tired groan. "We'll beat him up later….Babe PLEASE. I really need sleep. Come lay down….," Scourge asked, bags beginning to form under his eyes from the previous forty eight hour heist he pulled previously.

He needed to rest. Boyfriend all huffy from running into his rival or not, he was getting it.

"I literally command the very aspect of life itself, I can mold whatever world I choose and wish….," the golden hedgehog spat as he continued to float.

"No. No destroying shit in the middle of the night…."

Fleetway either didn't hear or didn't care as energy crackled in his sharp clawed hands.

"Yes…..I'll level his whole city….Teach him a lesson….," a rather deranged smile on his face.

"Fleet, I swear if you don't knock it off and come over and lay down, I will make a ban on "fun times" for a week….," Scourge said lowly, the other finally taking notice of him.

"How can you lay there when I am in such distress?! This stupid mortal-"

"Last I checked, Stripes wasn't mortal…."

"LAB EXPERIMENT…...Has pushed at me for the last time….."

Scourge felt a small frown stretch across his muzzle as his eyes rested on the clock beside the bed.

2:01 AM

"Right over the edge he did!," the golden hedgehog spat, beginning to float a bit higher off the ground.

"And we'll handle that ass in the morning...now late afternoon….," Scourge grumbled, beginning to feel his irritation grow. Despite how steady he, blue, and this side of him were doing, he could only handle this obsessive rivalry for so long.

Fleetway's continued ranting fell upon deaf ears as Scourge sat up slowly and slid off the bed. His ears going back as Fleetway's volume increased as he left the bedroom with a grumble.

Opening a drawer within a coffee table in the living room, Scourge grasped a tiny bottle before shutting it.

As he turned back around, it didn't surprise him when he saw Fleetway hovering by the entrance. Becoming more and more enraged as he continued his rant.

Without a word, the green rogue walked slowly up to the rambling hedgehog. An impassive look on his features as his slightly unamused blues rested on the other.

Didn't seem like he was going to stop anytime soon.

He slowly raised the bottle and pulled at the little lever, saying nothing as the other was sprayed in water briefly.

Freezing and sputtering in confusion, Fleetway looked at the tired teen in shock before slightly huffing anger.

"YOU- HOW DARE YOU USE THAT CAT TRAINER ON ME YOU-" he let out a hiss when he was sprayed again.

"No. None of that.," Scourge said with a grumble.

Quills bristling, Fleetway hissed again as he floated away from the water source. Settling on the ceiling while rumbling.

Sighing tiredly, Scourge pointed it up without looked before he squeezed it again. A tiny mewl of a "no!" coming from the chaotic being from above.

"I've been up for the last forty eight hours….doing a he- job….the very least you could do is let me sleep….but no, you had to wake me up and go off on a rant about how stripes beat you at parcheesi.," he said, his voice showing more irritation with each word.

"It's like you'd rather focus more on him then me sometimes….," he added quietly, ignoring the flinch from the other from his words.

With a sigh, he lowered his peach arm. "Whatever….I'm going back to bed…..Stay out here if you want to continue on, I don't care.," he muttered before closing the bedroom door.

With a grunt, he put the bottle next to the clock before laying back down with a sigh. His eyes were closed for a moment before he felt something shift followed by a soft fizz. Exhausted, he opened his eyes a bit. Never flinching from the face mere centimeters from his own.

"...do you really think we'd rather be with him then you?," Fleetway asked, his warped voice gone and letting the cerulean hero and concerned teen shine through.

Scourge's face went lax as he struggled to keep his eyes open," Well, when I am home, you're never around….always with him fighting or racing...and you missed a planned date for it….," he muttered.

Uncaring of the flinch from the other. It wasn't unusual for him to forget something. Like a date. Scourge knew he did it "accidently" with that pink hedgehog that was fond of him. It still stung to learn he was getting to that level of "whoops, my bad.". Guess that's karma coming back at him.

"And when you're not with him, this part comes out and starts plotting the multi-verse's end. I can only handle so much dude, but everyday? Doesn't it tire you at all? Trying to do the same thing you've constantly been replanning only to never achieve it….I'm not saying do it, but jeez.," he said, hating the fact that his eyes were starting to sting.

"If you'd rather not be anywhere near me, then just say so….I don't like being pulled around like this….," he whispered, beginning to wonder about past things he has done himself.

He rolled away from the other, angry at himself for losing control so easily. Frustrated, he wiped his cheeks and swallowed.

He wasn't a kid. He could handle this. It was probably going to happening sooner or later.

Yet, the green teen flinched at the sudden warm arms around his waist. Pulling him back into a snuggly spoon while the other purred and nuzzled between his shoulder blades fondly. "...I'm sorry we've been away for so long…," the golden hedgehog mumbled in a soft tone.

"It's just been...trying...for a bit and it's hard to adjust after that….previous fight…," he mumbled, shuddering at the memory of being trapped in a canister and having dark chaotic energy forced into him.

He felt the other slump in his grasp, smiling gently as he relaxed in his hold. Curiously, he peaked and saw the other in seemingly blissful sleep.

With a small smile, he pecked a kiss to the side of his head. "We'll make it up to you….we can right now actually~," he purred in his ear. The green appendage twitching softly as the sharp clawed hands dipped below the waist.

With a tiny yelp, he was met with a blast of water to the face. Whining as he wiped his face, Scourge turned, a fire in his cold blues. "What point of I need sleep don't you get?" He was answered with a pouty whine.

"Make it up for me TOMORROW.," he said clearly, turning back and still holding the spray bottle in his far hand.

"...I didn't say stop cuddling me."

"How did you grab that thing?! It was over here-" the golden hedgehog immediately silenced when it was raised slightly.

"Can we please handle the mushy stuff in the morning?," the green hedgehog asked lowly, sighing when he felt the other nod against his shoulder.

"Good…." He set his bottle under his pillow before closing his eyes with a sigh. Enjoying the added, and missed, warmth of the other.

Silence was held for a long while between the two.

"...Why's the sky and water so many colors? I mean- how does that work?"

"BLUE, I FUCKING SWEAR TO CHAOS HIMSELF."

"What?," the now blue hedgehog asked," I'm just making sleep talk...it help you sleep by asking boring questions."

The groan of annoyance from the scarred hedgehog must've been heard from miles around.