Another Family Fluff Piece
Because I can’t resist posting bits and pieces of upcoming chapters.
Anyways, I could imagine that Tom and Maddie would have to become adept at wrangling their speedster son. (I mean, when you really think about it, Sonic wouldn’t have to listen to them if he didn’t want to. It’s just a good thing that he loves and respect them.) But of course, he’s still a kid, and kids get into mischief. Kids sometimes run where they’re not supposed to. So here’s a mostly first draft bit,
Maddie nodded in agreement, turning around while still in her husband’s gentle hold. She put her arms around his neck, pulling him in closer for a kiss. It was at that moment a ‘WHOOSH’ or air followed by a blue blur interrupted their tender moment.
“Oh! Errrrrmmm… sorry. D-didn’t mean to interrupt your weird grown up…. ritual… thing,” apologized the little alien, all the while making a strange face while sticking out his tongue.
Kissing was just something Sonic couldn’t wrap his mind around. Donut Lord and Pretzel Lady did it, people in various movies and TV shows did it, even a whole bunch of his classmates would do it, often brazenly out in the halls or the school yard. (But the sneakier ones would go to the bathrooms. Seriously, just to do that!) Locking mouths and “swapping spit” as he’d heard it referred to a few times before just didn’t seem appealing at all! It was just so strange; stranger than the little kisses to the forehead and cheeks Maddie would often insist on giving him.
“To be continued,” muttered Maddie, giving Tom a mischievous little smile and wink before addressing Sonic, “And you, young man. Isn’t it past your bedtime?”
Tom moved his arm to wrap around his wife’s shoulder, giving the strong appearance of experienced and seasoned parents. (Key word here being “appearance.”)
“But Pretzel Lady, I’m not tiiiiiired,” argued the young hedgehog, all the while scratching Ozzie’s head and ears once the old golden retriever padded to his side, “Donut Lord?”
“Sorry kiddo, this time I can’t help you.”
Sonic cast an accusatory look to his caretaker. His hero. This betrayal! From the Donut Lord, no less. It couldn’t be happening. There was only one other option now.
Already predicting what was about to happen next, Tom pulled out his phone, opening up the stopwatch app, “Maddie, your record is one minute and twenty three seconds.”
“Don’t be to sure about that, Pretzel Lady. You’ll have to catch me first!” challenged Sonic, taking on a confident and defiant stance.
Human and alien stared each other down, asserting dominance, each one trying to intimidate the other, (all while struggling to hold back a fit of playful laughter as smiles threatened to crack.)
“And… GO!” Tom called, starting the timer.
Immediately, Sonic was off, dashing throughout the house in a streak of blue, leaving a gust of wind in his wake. Despite not moving yet, Maddie could already feel her heart pounding and blood pumping as adrenaline kicked in. She knew chasing Sonic directly was a fruitless endeavor. However, the woman watched for her adopted son’s blue trail, following the pattern as she took her position. Letting out a deep breath, feeling another rush of air brush right by her side, Maddie squared her shoulders and kept calm, knowing that her little show-off couldn’t resist coming back again for a second pass.
This time she was ready for the speedy little blue devil. Maddie knew he liked to go for the right on the first pass, left on the second. There was a bit of an impact; nothing that would cause either one of them serious harm, but it was enough to knock the wind out of the human. Despite that, Maddie emerged victorious, now holding a rather baffled-looking Sonic in her arms.
“Hey! W-what the-?! H-how did you-?!”
The little blue alien squirmed a bit in his caretaker’s arms, still uncertain about how and when exactly this happened.
“So… you were saying that I’d have to catch you first?” questioned Maddie, shifting Sonic to lean against her shoulder while rubbing his back, “Well consider yourself caught, young sir.”
She was rewarded with a rather defeated yet still playful groan from the teenage alien.
“Yeah. Well, I’m still not tired…”
“One minute and eighteen seconds.”
At Tom’s announcement of Maddie’s new personal best, the woman excitedly pumped her fist in the air before returning to stroking Sonic’s quills. Having a child was never easy; an alien child with superpowers more so. The two of them had been learning Sonic’s preferred patterns over time to a point where both caretakers could predict his movements and catch him in a full run. Maddie and Tom would take turns while Sonic thought of it like a game. (A game he’d secretly just let his two favorite humans win, of course. Or at least that’s what he kept telling himself.)
Despite having been “captured”, the boy was laughing while his short tail wagged. Gently, Tom ran his hand over Sonic’s head, giving his ears a good scratch then gave Ozzie some attention. Now, over the last several months, the little blue space hog had become quite the conisuerrier of his caregivers’ affection. The Donut Lord had larger hands, offering excellent coverage of all the good spots and had become a master of ear rubs. (No doubt with all the practice he’d had with Ozzie.) Pretzel Lady on the other hand had smaller, slimmer fingers with longer nails that could zero in on a single area with surgical precision. Wonderful, gentle hands that lovingly stroked through Sonic’s blue quills practically causing the boy to melt in her arms.
“Let’s get you to bed, little one.” Maddie said, lightly kissing the blue alien’s forehead, causing him to let out a little groan as his muzzle reddened.
“H-hey, I’m not that little,” Sonic protested, resting his chin on Maddie’s shoulder while she walked him out of the kitchen and up the stairs, “And I’m not -yaaaaawn- that sleepy either.”
“Hmph, you could have fooled me, bud,” observed Tom, following behind, “But if that’s the case I guess you could say that-”
“No. Don’t go there! I know what you’re -yawn- gonna say…”
“You could say that in your case, sleep is in short order.”
Another one. So soon too! Tom just laughed as the blue alien tried to hide his still reddening face by burying it against Maddie’s neck, all the while groaning loudly. It was dreadful. Terrible. But he’d expect nothing less of the Donut Lord.
So yeah, cute family fluff piece. If you’re interested in the story thus far, it’s called Sometimes All you Need is a Friend.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26085514/chapters/63447325
Now, this was partially inspired by a post I saw on Tumblr that I’m having a difficult time finding, so if you know the one I‘m talking about, could you send me a link?
