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Sonic and Shadow keep their distance on the couch while some mind numbing show is displayed on the TV. “This is mid” Sonic says in dismay as he closes his eyes and slwoly shakes his head. “We are literally 5 seconds into the show.”
Sonic spreads his legs further apart to reposition when he realises a viscous liquid gluing his legs together. Sonic’s eyebrows furrowed together at the strange sensation. He gets up trying his best to squeeze his legs together to not let whatever was between them escape. “Where are you going, aren't we gonna watch?” Shadow questions the blue blur. “Yea uh I just need to go to the bathroom first” he says unaffirimingly. The ebony hedgehog shrugs it off and right as he turns his head back towards the tv. Sonic sprints towards the bathroom and gently slams the door, his back against it.
Standing up, the cobalt hero slowly pulls down the vetement. He cranes his head down towards the culprit of the sensation. His mouth agape staring in anguish. How did this happen? Why am I bleeding? How do I make it stop? He quickly grabbed a cluster of paper towels and shoved them and slid them against himself and threw them away in the toilet, as to get rid of evidence, but as he kept scraping it off more and more poured out. He grew frustrated and clasped a fistful of paper towels and buried them within. He pulled up his garment and glanced at the mirror.
He was aware that Amy and Rouge experienced something similar and would comfort Amy when she was experiencing the “shark week” as they called it, which back then he didn’t really entirely understand what was going on but still supported Amy when she was going through it (which meant giving her company, it was all she asked for anyways). Only when it was happening to him did he realise the full extent of it. He waddles out of the bathroom towards the couch, squeezing his legs closer to not let the blood seep any further. “What took you so long” Shadow huffed.
“I was just.. Struggling? With getting it-”
Shadow unpauses the show to cut off whatever strange sentence was gonna escape Sonic's lips. The blue blur let out a sigh in relief, he didn’t know what excuse he was gonna pull out of his red smeared asscrack anyway. Sonic tries to sit on the couch as comfortably and inconspicuously as possible, which led to him flattening his legs together.
That was when he felt the most excruciating pain in his abdomen..