TADA! Another request fic done!
And, requested by Polinia!
Gotta say, even though I get usually one worded requests, I sure can have fun with them!
I was going to make it a fantasy one first off, like snow white or beauty and the beast for a vibe, but my brain was like "hey, buddy, y'know what would be funny?"
And here we are XD
not sure if I did Rosey's character justice or not though. first time writing her XD

"Can't you see Scourgey Wurgey?~," the crazed pink girl cooed to the restrained green hedgehog. "I can see you're short a few cakes in your stack yeah."

The pink girl, Rosey, giggled and rolled her wild blue eyes. "Nooo~ Silly~," she grasped his cheeks and squished them.

Making the scarred hedgehog grunt, his sharp teeth exposed as he tried to scowl from squished cheeks.

"We're meant to be~"

"Oh barf. Not this again…," he grumbled, attempting to squirm his face out of the tight hold. The teen gave a hiss when she pulled him forward by the chin. The thick rope digging into his arms and legs.

He just knew he'd have a burn later.

"No, we're meant. To. BE.," Rosey's smile widened with each sharp word.

It hadn't even been a day since he got released from the zone jail and already he was locked up again.

He told that damn blue cop what would happen if he went back to his home zone.

And with how this first day was going, he'd rather be that that cramped cell with screaming inmates. At least there he knew if anyone tried something, that cop would stop it right then and there.

"Rosey..Get it through your thick, sick skull! We're not a thing!" He snapped, his mouth snapping out as an attempt to bite her fingers.

The wild hammer wielding girl just danced away with a giggle. "You're wrong Scourgey~ Wrong, wrong, wrong~"

The teen rolled his blues eyes as he looked anywhere but her.

He hated the little dance she did. Hated her voice, her look, that demented smile, EVERYTHING.

Why couldn't she just leave him alone?!

He growled softly, knowing full well that it was a 'multiverse' rule that all Roses chased after Sonics.

Oddly enough, he saw cases where that just...didn't happen anymore.

Like the buff Rose he saw in the clink...she didn't say what happened to her Sonic, but he could guess from just seeing how she hugged.

Then there was the cop Sonic...Zonic.

His Rose seemed not interested what so ever in the blue officer.

Then again, she didn't seem to be interested much in anything other than the psychology and science department she worked in the prison.

Not that it bothered him that the stern faced officer likely was with someone.

Psh, as if he would care!

"And how, exactly, am I wrong?," he sighed, rolling his eyes as he sat back. Figuring he might as well 'play the game' to get a chance to escape.

She was crazy, but not smart crazy.

"Because a mirror told me so!"

...Yep, totally not smart crazy.

"Uh...huh...And did this mirror ask you how you feeeeel?," he dragged out the word, obviously mocking the girl, who huffed and picked up a medium sized antique mirror.

"No~ Silly Scourgey boo~ Mirrors don't talk~ They show pictures!," she grinned.

"...That they do Rosey...That they do…"

"And this one! Right here!," she held up the mirror, expression unhinged as she giggled," Shows true love!"

"Preeeeeeeeeeetty sure it shows a reflection Rosey."

"No!...Well, yeah it does, but it's a magic mirror!"

The pink girl actually walked over, surprisingly. Not wanting to drop the old piece of glass.

"This magic mirror shows one their true love!" She sighed, hugging the mirror," And it shows me you all the time~"

Scourge felt like barfing right then and there when he saw that lovey dovey look. "And I'll show you that we're meant to be! When you see it, you'll HAVE to be with me!"

Rosey lifted the mirror up, Scourge raising a brow as she gasped. "Lookie! It's you without ropes!" She cooed.

That made something click in his mind," Yeeeah, say Rosey? Maybe that mirror shows you what should happen~"

"Oh?"

"Yeah~ If it shows you me without ropes~ Maybe you should take them off me and see what it does."

"That's a great idea- Waaait." The pink girl paused before laughing loudly, hitting his arm with harsh force.

Unknowingly slicing a bit of rope. "Silly~ Nice try~"

Slowly, she turned the mirror.

"Now lookie! You'll see me there with you, smooching and having cotton candy and babies!" Scourge cringed and gagged at that,

Sighing, he forced himself to look in the mirror. He had to play along if he wanted out.

To his surprise, the image began to swirl from his own. Becoming blue and stern faced.

"What in the-"

Rosey peered over the top, her manic blues going wide.

"THAT'S NOT ME?!"

Scourge felt his cheeks begin to burn a warm red when he recognized the disinterested look of those emeralds as they filled out paperwork at his desk.

With an angry roar, Rosey stamped her foot," WHO IS HE?! WHY IS THE MIRROR LYING?!"

"He- He's not- Um," Scourge's blues looked away.

He...had a problem...Well he had several problems if he was honest.

Snarling, Rosey snapped her fingers; a hammer appearing," SCOURGEY, WHO'S THIS HANDSOME BOY AND WHY IS HE ON THE MIRROR INSTEAD OF ME?"

The green teen shivered under the massive hammer threatening to come down on his head.

"The...better question is….Who's that lady behind you?"

"HUH?! WHAT-," Rosey spun around in a heated rage, Scourge taking the opportunity to pull his legs upward and kick out.

The ropes snapping as his feet connected with Rosey's back. Making the girl and mirror tumble forward and slam into a light fixture.

With a 'pop', the lights went out.

Panicked, Scourge tugged his arms free; ducking onto the ground as he heard the enraged scream above him.

He barely just missed the hammer to the face.

With a quick crawl, he gritted his teeth as he moved over the broken glass. Happy for once that Rosey took to hammering the chair he was in and thinking he was there still. He was thankful she had horrible eyesight, especially in the dark.

The teen opened the wood door quickly and quietly. Moving to lock the door to buy himself time.

Anything to put distance between him and that hammer.

Turning to run, he winced slightly. Feeling a sharp dig in his arm. As he looked down, his eyes widened at the sharp shard of glass sticking into his jacket arm.

It just missed his main artery.

Carefully, he pulled it out; knowing if he tried to run with it, it would likely slice into his flesh and leave a trail for Rosey to follow.

He considered tossing the piece, only to catch the smaller image of the same blue hedgehog at his desk; working.

"...Damn it," he grunted, his cheeks burning as he put the shard in his inner pockets with a huff. The thick inner lining will protect him while he ran and to be honest; could care less if it nicked his already scarred torso.

With a loud boom from his speed, Scourge tore out of the abandoned castle. Leaving the crazed girl alone until she realized she could turn the lights back on and start her newest kidnapping plan.

Leaving, with a small piece of happiness he didn't know he even wanted.