It gets me every time. When I see his blue fur in my bed, I can’t help myself but want to pat it gently. It feels like silk but with enough fluffiness to be soft. I would get myself a carpet made of Sonic’s fur if he wasn’t special to me.
I always thought hedgehogs had spikes and I believe they do, which makes Sonic special, since he doesn’t have any spikes whatsoever.
He might appear like a companionable but ominous guy, but really he’s just a softie inside.
I remember, when I was a young girl, I described him as cool and obviously as fast.
Only those two characteristics made my heart melt and it was his. However, I found more qualities of his by searching for potential flaws. Until now, I still haven’t found any.
Sonic noticed I seem very into him and unlike the other females my age, I cared about his personality too. That made him interested in me. We then became friends fast, almost as fast as him. While getting to know him more, I discovered how much he cared about his friends and the only reason he was able to fight was because of his friends’ love. If they abandoned him, he would be the weakest hedgehog. I also learned he read romance books and cried while reading them. He was very sentimental and emotions took a big place in his heart. A few years after, we took it to the next level of being in a love relationship.
One day, probably the best day of my life, he took me on his back and ran to a lowland. He then waited for me to get on the ground and told me to stop moving and stand where I was. He also told me to stare as his hand as much as possible.
Sonic went speeding so that he was directly in front of me at 300 feet away.
I tried staring at his hands the best I could.
He then suddenly started running straight towards me. To put you in context, imagine a blue lighting in a ball coming straight at you at the speed of sound.
I didn’t get the time to think about the fact I could die, or anything like that because he was already in my face when I saw him start running.
I was staring at his hands, and he slowly crouched, opening a small box between his white gloves. I took my hands to my face because of all I’ve seen of the strange creature that was Sonic, I couldn’t believe what I was staring at. Tears of happiness promptly started crawling from my eyes when he pronounced the words “Will you marry me?”. I then stopped looking at the ring and looked at his huge green eyes and answered “Yes!”
Bringing me back to the present, Sonic’s arms were now around me. While I was getting throwbacks, he woke up and made breakfast for the two of us.
He then noticed I was still daydreaming and decided to “wake” me out of it.
I went for his lips and kissed him while I was embraced by his strong arms and he held me to the dinner table where we ate the food he made this morning.
I still can’t believe how far I’ve come to, with him always here, but I love him and he loves me so it doesn’t matter.