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after the day 2 prompt for 2025, i havent written any of the other days past it
oh no
heres hoping i actually can do it considering day 2 took so long for 2026
AND IM STILL A DAY BEHIND
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day 2 of vecpio week 2026 here
“Es, Es, Es, Essssssss!!”
Espio, who had been in the middle of meditating, tried to not break his concentration despite the voice of his partner and his loud footsteps coming towards his direction. He tried to continue to close his ears metaphorically, blocking out all around the world as he knew he had to finish his meditation before going back to daily life.
Just then, Vector came into the room.
“Es, it's-”
That's when he saw his partner meditating.
“Oh… oh! Oh crap… I uh… ba… bad time, I'm sorry!” Vector stammered, turning around as he was about to close the door as he was clearly apologetic. That's when Espio got up from his meditation, opening his eyes as he didn't even seem upset like he would have in the past.
“It's fine, Vector. I should have let you know I was meditating. What seems to be the issue?”
That's when the crocodile held up what he had received in his hands. In the corner, a wax stamp of Dodon Pa was visible.
“That Dodon Pa guy I told ya about is invitin’ us all to another race, and not just me this time, both yeh and Charmy got invited as well!”
Espio walked around his partner to look over his forearms, reading the letter through and noting how it was directed to Team Chaotix, not just Vector singular.
“Huh, that man isn't kidding. Is there a reward if we win?”
“Uhh… I'm not sure… but hey, it's a nice time to get together with everyone else again!”
“You're quite excited, love.”
“Why wouldn't I be? Ya know I love me a good race, and besides, havin’ yeh two besides me would only make it better! Every time I try to enter these races, I'm havin’ to get grouped with someone else and I feel like I'm just there! Not really part of the team, y'know?!”
“Vector, isn't this saying that this is between individual Racers and that there's no team this time?”
Vector, who had been going on, turned around to face his partner as it hit him on what Espio just said. This was everyone against each other for top prize? That meant he'd be going against Espio and Charmy?
“Then, that means…”
“Yes it does, love. It means, "I'll see you at the finish line.”
A sly smile appeared on Espio's face as he walked away, causing a surprised Vector to turn and follow behind him. Oh, it was ON! And it didn't even matter if they were dating!
But the Chaotixmobile (as he called it) hasn't been used in a while. Last he remembered, there was an alternator problem with it and Vector just didn't have the money or time to go to a mechanic.
“Then there's only one thing I gotta do…”
Vector turned over to his desk, looked at the computer, and walked over to it. Turning it on, he waited for it to start up fully as he knew the first thing he was going to search up
***
There was only about a month until the Crossworlds Grand Prix, and while Charmy was having a fun time playing with toy cars (Espio got into contact with a representative of Dodon Pa Motors, they were offering rentals so he didn't need to worry about Charmy blowing up SOMETHING), the chameleon wondered about what he was going to do. Could he rent an Extreme Gear? He had never ridden one before and he certainly wasn't going to get adjusted to using one so quickly. Maybe he too could rent a car just like Charmy was going to? It seemed like the most likely thing to do.
But then Espio thought about how even as he was about to reach the big 20 in terms of age, he still didn't have his driver's license. What could he say? He just preferred the train and the walk to and from for the purposes of exercise, not liking the car dependent culture around him.
Surely he wasn't wracking his brain at this. Indecisiveness wasn't his name after all! Maybe his partner would have an idea.
Speaking of Vector…
For the last week, the crocodile had been spending the time after breakfast until sundown in the nearby “garage” (which was really just a small shed built by the two of them plus Vanilla, Charmy and Cream helped out by handing them easy to carry supplies) meant for fitting Vector's green themed car that he had been gifted for a previous grand prix some time ago. Though it had been converted from its previous use as a race car to the Chaotix's personal vehicle.
“The Chaotix-mobile!” Charmy had called it.
Cute name, but maybe Vector would have come up with something more marketable considering all the sponsors that were going to be there.
Espio had reached the mini shed, knocking on the wooden door.
“Vector, are you still working on your car?” he called out. “I'm coming in.”
Pushing the door open, Espio walked inside as he sure enough found his romantic partner on his back on the ground. The green beast of a vehicle was lifted off the ground via a car jack, some tools by Vector's side as he was trying to fix something.
Well, that's what it seemed like anyway. In reality, there was a plastic bucket right next to the crocodile.
“So, what's with the bucket?” asked the chameleon. “I don’t think you normally need one to fix a car.”
“I'm replacin’ the oil, Es! Dontcha know how expensive it is to do an oil change at the dealers?” replied Vector, unscrewing the bolt that held the oil for the car. “Hundreds of rings! Ya know we don't have that kinda moolah around here, and with how we haven't ridden in this thing fer ages, I ain't riskin’ it goin’ bad!”
“You haven't forgotten to add gas, did you?”
Vector stopped unscrewing, held onto the small ratchet he had and slightly hit one of the pipes.
“Dang it…”
“I'm sure Dodon Pa will offer free gas at the grand prix. At least, that's how you described the last one. Charmy and I are still waiting for our rental vehicles.”
“Ya lookin’ forward to this?”
“I won't deny, this is certainly a new experience I'm looking forward to. Plus, we get to meet with our friends again.”
“And we get a chance at a nice prize, I do say so mahself.”
“Have you considered what would happen if the both of us were paired together as rivals for the grand prix reward?”
Vector seemed to go silent at the idea.
“We-Well, I’d let yeh win it, of course!”
Espio crossed his hands. “I don’t think you would.”
“Whaddya mean? We both know yeh’d kick mah butt!”
“My skills as a ninja COULD be applied to racing, but that’s not to say everything is going to transfer over. Besides… I know you. You can be competitive with people like Knuckles and sometimes Shadow when he’s brought along. Weren’t you playing that one arcade cabinet during Amy’s birthday party a few months back?”
“A-Ah… well, I mean-”
“Look, I’m not saying it won’t be frustrating losing, but you don’t have to throw for me just because you’re my boyfriend. I want you to try as hard as you can, just like you want the same for me, no?”
Vector was silent as he slid from under the car to look at his partner. “Ya know, when ya say it like that Es…”
“I have a point?”
“...yeah. I’m sorry, Es. Sorry for suggestin’ that…”
“Don’t apologize. All I ask for you in return to give me the best race you can give me should that ever happen. Then, regardless of whoever wins, you can lift me on the podium as one of us lifts that trophy or whatever it is we get.”
“And I can show the world how amazin’ mah boyfriend is?”
“No, I think I’ll do what you said to the world instead,” Espio slyly grinned. It wasn’t often Espio could be seen in such a mood, but he had a surprising way of showing it in situations like this. “And to show you how serious I am-”
Espio grabbed a flashlight on the floor. “Scooch over, I’ll shine the light on the part you need to open up.”
“H-Hey! Es, I got this-”
“I know, but you need someone to hold the light while you get this card in the best shape we can get it. If we’re going to suffer through car issues, we’re doing it together.”
“Sly dog…” Vector shook his head as Espio got closer to his body, his head under the crocodile’s strong arm. “What are boyfriends for… Okay, shine right here-”And with that, the two got to work on the car, knowing full well that if they were gonna stress and hurt themselves, better to be together…
this was the day i was most excited to do and yet i was a day late
sorry about that, work kicked my ass yesterday and today. but hey, i got done
i had a different idea in mind, namely because i wanted to do dc x sonic (i drew out a green lantern vector which isnt hard to find), but i wasnt sure what to do with espio so i tossed out that idea
so, i thought of my other au idea ive been thinking about and waiting for sega to pull the trigger on bc its GONNA happen eventually: marvel x sonic, because this is one ive definetly put a lot of thought into and vector and espio are in it
and i can summerize today's prompt with this image
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The Dragon Kingdom.
Hidden deep within the mountains in the Gojo Prefecture of Yurashia, this valley has long been inhabited and ruled by the Dokumamushi Clan for generations. Self reliant on all ways of life, they align with no one when it comes to war or battle unless it’s in their best interest.
At the heart of the clan is their strongest warrior, the one many heroes and villains in the world know under the name Silver Samurai. Born as Espio Dokumamushi, the son of the clan leader, he was a fuchsia chameleon of extraordinary power. He has been at the helm of many battles between forces of good and evil. His steel alloy armor could be seen miles away when he walked, and it's said dragons roar when he activates his tachyon-powered wakizashi.
He was also, at this moment, about to crash onto the ground in a nearby forest.
The snow on the ground thankfully did cushion his fall, but his body slid like a moving boulder as he hit his back against a tree. Snow on the branches began to powder down on the floor as the samurai wiped the snow from his helmet.
“You… argh… could have landed nicer-” Espio said to what would have been the empty field around him-
“RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHHHHHH!!”
…if it wasn't for the very large frame bursting from the ground, arms in the air and his jaw wide from roaring loudly in anger. Triple the size of Silver Samurai, the amount of muscles the man had was unlike anything this world may have seen, which was only emphasized from how much larger he seemed while in the forest. Despite also being cold blooded like Espio, the other man was able to withstand the conditions of the Yurashian winter only in just ripped purple pants. Maybe it was the veins that bulged throughout his entire body, from his neck and traps down to his feet. Maybe it was the fact that he was now currently going on a rampage on the trees around him-
“THEY MAKE CROC EVEN MORE ANGRY!!!” the large crocodile man yelled, kicking a tree in one roundhouse kick as all it was reduced to was mere splinters. He grabbed another tree by its trunk and ripped it straight from the ground like it was just a small stick in the ground. He held onto it with both hands as he threw it across the forest without any trouble.
To say nothing of the man in front of Silver Samurai would be a lie. Of the various heroes within this world, there was probably no one more volatile than Dr. Vector Crocodylus, forensic scientist. Actually, one would come to think upon first looks that there wasn’t anything much to him. He was a normal crocodile of stature and size, usually wearing dress shirts with a tie, glasses, purple or blue jeans, whatever he needed to disguise himself. But it was what lay within him that made him so volatile. Espio had heard about it from members of The Hand as well as several of the heroes that pass by Yurashia; Dr. Crocodylus was involved in an accident involving gamma radiation where, if someone were to make him angry, stressed, or emotional in some capacity, he would transform from a lithe crocodile scientist into a hulking beast known solely as “The Croc”.
Of course, that’s not to say this was their first interaction. Dr. Crocodylus just a few months earlier had travelled to Yurashia in search of that armadillo hero, Wolverine, someone Espio could best describe as gadfly. Espio had first hand seen Dr. Crocodylus’s transformation upclose, something that only amazed him to the wonders of the world. To think that the body could survive such rapid muscle growth in such a short span of time…
This of course brought them to their current predicament and why they were both now in the Yurashian wilderness. The Dokumamushi Clan had heard rumblings about The Hand’s reemergence in Yurashia and asked Espio to investigate these manners. Not only did Espio uncover that this is their case, and that their current plan was involving the trade of some kind of chemical compound being produced on the other side of the ocean in Central City, but that they had seemingly kidnapped Dr. Crocodylus and had him in a chamber that seemingly suppressed the gamma radiation within his body.
Concerned at the prospect of The Hand containing such materials, Espio dawned his appearance as Silver Samurai and managed to take down members of the group, including freeing the scientist. In a matter of seconds, Dr. Crocodylus let his anger out of control and hunched over before his clothes started to shred and the size of his limbs ballooned. Thick scaled muscles burst through fabric and leather shoes as the claws on his hands and toes grew, the red spikes on his back turned a darker green color and the yellow-green parts of his cheeks and front body turned a darker lime green as his tail increased in size. Soon becoming too large for his chamber, The Croc burst out with a single fist as he roared into the sky, fists in the air as he was about to do what he did best: smash.
In the current present time, The Croc was performing said best action. He continued to attack the trees in the air as large craters were left in the ground from where the trees once happily stood. Silver Samurai knew it stupid to try and calm him down in such a state. In fact, it would only make The Croc angrier, and it’s just like Dr. Crocodylus would always warn; one wouldn’t like it if he was angry.
Maybe what he needed was a new approach. After all, in the times that they travelled and everything Dr. Crocodylus mentioned, Espio picked up on things he seemingly noticed that others didn’t after all this time. Of course, that’s not to say it would work, but the Dokumamushi Clan always taught that one should try until death comes to end one’s attempts.
“Look, it’s fine, Croc,” Silver Samurai said, walking ahead to the very large crocodile. “We got out of there alive and that’s-”
“CROC NOT FORGIVE NINJA PEOPLE!! ALL CROC WANT IS TO BE LEFT ALONE!!” The Croc roared out before facing Espio. “CROC WANT EVERYONE TO LEAVE HIM ALONE!!”
The force of the crocodile’s voice felt like hurricane force winds being blown at the samurai directly. Still, he had to stand his guard while ensuring to Croc he wasn’t a threat and risking not just making him angrier, but a fight he knew he couldn’t win.
“I know you do, Croc, and I apologize for bothering you at a time like this, but there was a reason The Hand brought you to Yurashia-”
“NINJA PEOPLE NOT BRING CROC! NINJA PEOPLE WANT STUPID VECTOR INSTEAD!!”
The biggest thing people didn’t understand: neither Dr. Crocodylus nor The Croc were the same person. Same body? Sure. Same mind? That was a different story. If Espio wanted to calm him down, he had to go with this approach.
“Regardless of what they may have wanted, the reality is you were kidnapped and now we’re here. I have my own mission I need to do, but I first need you to not smash the trees around us. This land is sacred-”
He was stopped by another roaring interruption.
“SAMURAI HORN MAN LIE! HE WORKING WITH NINJA PEOPLE!!”
“That I am not. But, I am finding out that they’re up to no good in this land. If you wish to get your revenge, you’re welcome to join me but-”
“IS THAT ALL YOU WANT FROM CROC? FOR HIM TO SMASH?! THAT’S ALL PEOPLE WANT CROC TO DO IS SMASH! WELL, CROC DOESN’T WANT TO SMASH FOR PEOPLE!! PEOPLE JUST USE CROC AND DISCARD HIM!!!”
Damn, it wasn't working. Maybe he wasn’t going harder in the direction he thought he was going. If this kept up… no, he couldn’t think like that. Time to double down.
“I am not asking you to do this for me, I want you to decide that for yourself, Croc. This is your decision alone. Of course, I understand if you also don’t want to smash either period. I shall not force you to do anything you don’t want to do.”
“STOP… STOP LYING TO CROC!”
“The Dokumamushi Clan holds no punches towards liars and scoundrels. They are deserving of death, alongside the evils and horrors of this world. If I were to lie, then I ask you to direct the target of your anger to me. However, I know that your desire above all else is to just be allowed to leave and be left alone, as you say. No outside force is influencing you, not especially the man you share a body with, but not heart or soul with.”
This notably caused The Croc to take a small shift backwards, his very girthy tail slithering behind him.
“You… you sound like Hedgehog Bug Man in city. He only one who like Croc,” The Croc said, no longer roaring his answers. Espio was slightly aware of who the crocodile was referring to, the spider-like hero Stealth the Hedgehog. They met once a fair time ago when he was uncovering clues regarding a member of The Hand, who was a notorious criminal from Central City where he protected said city.
“I see you in our current light as an ally, hurt by a group who wishes to seek destruction above all else,” Espio continued. “I… I want you to trust me. Many people have hurt you, Croc, but I will not allow myself to repeat the sins of those who did what they’ve done to you. And yes, that does include Dr. Crocodylus, as I’m sure he may have hurt you too.”
Smoke began to file out from The Croc’s nostrils. “You… you mention stupid Vector… Croc HATE stupid Vector!!”
The chameleon gave a smirk, visible as his mask covered everything but his mouth. “Yes, he can be.”
“And you call Croc… Croc… You not call him stupid Vector.”
“It’s as I said, you are Croc. Not Vector Crocodylus. The only thing you have in common is a body, but your heart and soul is Croc. I can sense that within you. That’s why I’m asking you. Please, do not see me as someone who will use you for your power and do nothing for you after that. This is not our first encounter, nor do I think it will be the last. Whether Dr. Crocodylus shows up to me, or you show up to me matters not. I want to help both of you, but at this moment, I will help you first. All I ask is that you listen to me and hear my words, then whatever you ask of me, I will do.”
The samurai placed his hands on his helmet and raised it upwards, taking it off of his head as he stared right into the crocodile’s eyes.
“I feel there’s a fiery kinship we share that we both do not recognize. Our lives may come from two different places, and yet… it’s telling me to trust you. It’s telling me that you are someone I wish to understand more and… and be around. I don’t know why but… it’s like we were fated to encounter each other here.”
Espio walked closer and closer to The Croc. He… wasn’t moving. He just kept staring at the chameleon.
“So please, I want your trust, Croc. I… I want to… know you.”
He raised his left hand, the hand that didn’t hold his wakizashi. In that moment, the height difference between crocodile and chameleon was especially more evident, as Espio had only gone up to The Croc’s very lower pelvis. And their hands… frankly, it felt like The Croc could put his entire hand around Espio’s body and still have space left over to put his fingers over his hand.
He was worried that the crocodile would interpret him reaching his hand out as a threat. But… then he began to raise his large, veiny hand. From the very edges of Espio’s fingertips, he could feel the tough scales that even made up The Croc’s hands, his large, sharp claws brushing past as their hands touched softly in a hi-five like position. They held their hands in such a way, pressing against each other as even so much as the rage within The Croc could be felt from his hands from how… warm it was.
Espio’s breathing hitched. Why did this… feel so right? Why did it feel like for the first time, something about doing this felt so… different than what he was used to in all his life? It’s like every teaching from the Dokumamushi Clan, everything he’s learned from his battles and the people he met, it felt like… this was something Espio had longed for.
Was it The Croc? Was it Dr. Crocodylus? He liked the latter man, finding trust in him in a way he’s never felt before. But The Croc…
This was too much. Espio quickly tore his hand away and turned around, breath hitching as he hissed.
“No! No I can’t…”
“Why you stop? What Croc do?! YOU HURT CROC TOO?!”
“No! No, it’s…” he sighed. “No, it’s not you! It’s… it’s me! This-this, we… I mean… argh! Forget it. Look, just-just tell me your answer and I’ll do it. If you wish to follow me, you can follow me. If you want me to leave you alone, I’ll respect your answer-now just- just… SAY something! Anything!”
Espio turned back around to look at The Croc. He expected the crocodile to just start up in anger yet again, this time certainly directed at him. He was expecting to have to hold onto the tachyon wakizashi tightly as he prepared himself for battle. In fact, when he thought about it, HE was the one who was angry, more at himself but still…
But The Croc didn’t move. His glowing green iris’ just stared into Espio’s soul. Was he… thinking? It was uncharacteristic. The Croc didn’t think, he… well, smashed.
And then, the one thing he did that Espio hadn’t expected happened.
The Croc began to laugh.
“Ha… HAW HAW HAW! PUNY CHAMELEON MAN ALL RED EVERYWHERE!!”
His loud guffaws echoed through the snowy forest like supersonic waves. Espio took a second to process what he meant as he felt his face and then his scales. Warm… no… no, this meant they were BOTH red!
“Wa-wait, wait wait wait, I can explain-”
“CHAMELEON MAN THINK HE SOUNDS TOUGH WHEN HE ALL RED AND SOUND LOVEY!!! AH HAW HAW HAW!!”
He felt like he was only getting more embarrassed at the situation and couldn’t handle it. Espio quickly grabbed his helmet, which he threw to the ground after pulling away from Vector and placed it over his head to hide his embarrassment.
“Look, that’s not important! What’s important now is that we decide where to go from here!!”
But The Croc couldn’t stop his bellowing. Clearly, Espio being so embarrassed at what occurred tickled him in such a way that no one had ever done before.
“Aaargh, stop it you!!” Espio growled, trying to get him to stop. He wanted to shove his helmet over his head further and further until it broke. He wouldn’t be surprised if he was so warm, the snow around him started to melt. The Croc had to hold his elbow onto a tree to regain his composure, and that’s when something hit the chameleon.
“Wait a minute… The Croc is laughing… he’s happy… He gets all his power from anger and emotion. But… when he’s in a mood where he’s not angry, when he’s laughing like this… then-!”
Espio’s mental realization came true as he watched The Croc slowly start to shrink. The size of his hands around the tree trunk began to return to a normal size. His bulging muscles began to contract as they diminished inch by inch. From his biceps and triceps, to his pecs and abs, shoulders and traps deflated and narrowed as ribs were visible under thinner skin. The claws on his hands and toes began to recede slightly as his limbs trembled from the realigning of his bones. Vector’s snout softened as the green glow in his eyes were extinguished, returning back to the amber color they usually were. The spikes that aligned his back turned back to their shade of red, as did his cheeks and front body turning back to their yellow-green, like a stove being turned off. With his tail’s mass returning to what it once was, the man who stood in front of him, holding in a chuckle, was none other than Vector Crocodylus, the man who shared a body with The Croc.
He continued to let out a few soft snickers as he suddenly blinked. He stopped as he raised himself, realizing that he was out in a forest in the snow in the middle of nowhere in nothing but a pair of ripped purple pants. Vector began to shake violently as he took notice of Silver Samurai standing in front of him.
“Y-You…” he said.
Finally able to regain his composure, and trying to not do anything to set off The Croc yet again, Espio got into position, tried his best to appear prim and proper, and cleared his throat.
“Ah, welcome back to the world of the living, Dr. Crocodylus,” Silver Samurai said. “Don’t worry, you’re not in harm's way. I’m sure you have plenty of questions, and I’m happy to answer, but first-”
Espio reached over to a furoshiki he had within his armor that had been there the whole time after their last encounter. Pulling it out, he tossed it to the forensic scientist, who clumsily almost dropped it.
“-I have for you a fresh pair of new clothes. Do be careful with these, as I’m certain you might rip them sometime in the future next time he comes out,” Espio continued.
“U-Uh… thanks, Mr. Samurai,” Vector replied.
“Please.”
There was silence.
“...Espio is okay. But… just call me that when we’re alone.”
The chameleon turned away as Vector opened up the furoshiki, holding a grey hoodie as a pair of blue pants fell down onto the snowy ground.
“So-Sorry if there’s no boots. If things are too cold for you, we can stop and make a fire-”
“It means a lot, Mr… Espio. But uh… does your tail gotta look so stiff while you say that?”
Espio gasped as he turned to look at his tail. Straight and stiff like a broom!! Not even his body wanted to make him forget what just occurred. Espio grabbed the mask that his helmet had and covered his mouth with it, trying to hide it.
“You… you aren’t aware of what occurred in the last couple of minutes… are you?”
Dr. Crocodylus placed the hoodie over his lithe, naked frame. “No… but I’m sure he can tell me. Especially if uh… you’re gonna watch me take off my pants. You know, if you’re into that kinda thing. I don’t judge.”
Espio once again turned away, pulling the mask even more above his mouth. He wasn’t sure what his feelings were about both Dr. Crocodylus and The Croc, but one thing was for certain.
When the world came to a time of peace, where his clan no longer needed him and he could finally find the time to rest, maybe he needed time to consider his thoughts and… feelings about both Vector Crocodylus and The Croc.
Something he felt would take him a while to think about…
why yes it is. owed to the fact that i was working insanely long hours and way too much, sleeping too much bc of how little sleep i got at night and overall dying, i didn't do vecpio week last year
but that changes! so alongside you getting the 2026 vecpio week prompts, youre getting last years too! isnt life grand?
2026 vecpio week - day 1 here
“The paper’s here, Vector!” Charmy said, buzzing into the living room of the Chaotix Detective Agency that morning. “Time for us to see what cases we can handle this time!”
“Charmy, you know the paper usually has stuff beyond our control or is just advertisements,” Espio replied, bringing his partner his morning cup of coffee. “Now sit down, your toast is going to get cold and I know you like it scolding hot… for some reason.”
“Aw, but I wanna see if there’s something good in it, Espio! We haven’t had a case in a bit!”
“That’s our job to be anxious over, not yers, Charmy!” Vector retorted.
“But I’m a member of the Chaotix! I reserve the right to have economic anxiety!” Charmy raised a fist into the air. The two reptiles looked at one another.
“...where did you learn that word and how much do we have to start limiting your TV time?” asked Espio, pouring Charmy his glass of orange juice (no pulp as he liked it). Meanwhile, Vector, cup of coffee in one hand and paper in the other, looked over the latter as he took sips from the mug.
“You look disgruntled. Is everything okay, love? I didn’t mess up the coffee, did I?” Espio asked, looking concerned at the face his partner was making as he looked at the paper.
“H-Huh? Oh, naw ya didn’t, Es. It’s just as tasty as ever. Thanks, dollface.”
Espio couldn’t help but wonder what it was that caught Vector’s attention as he sat down, slices of grilled tofu and apple slices on his plate. Was it like Charmy said, maybe there WAS a case for them this time?
“So what are we gonna do today?” asked Charmy, in between bites of cereal. “I wanna do something fun!”
“I don’t think there’s anything in the planner, and the only thing we have is to go to Ms. Vanilla’s this Saturday,” replied Espio. “At least, not as long as Eggman is planning another scheme of his that’ll be thwarted by us alongside Sonic and the rest of our allies.”
“That would suck!”
“Yes it would, Charmy. Vector, dear, remind me if we have anything written in the planner.”
No response. Espio turned to his boyfriend, who had his nose (or rather, snout) up to the paper.
“Vector?”
The crocodile got up and went over to the sole drawer where the Chaotix kept all their knick knacks and supplies.
“Vector, love,” Espio said, sharply. “I know you can hear me.”
“Wait wait wait, Es! This is important!” Vector replied. Espio was getting slightly irritated but also curious. HAD he actually found something in the paper that would lead to a case like Charmy suggested? This he had to see.
Espio got up from where he sat, walked over to where Vector was, where the crocodile-
Shifted.
“Are you hiding something, Vector?” asked Espio.
“It… it ain't-!”
“Unless you submitted something embarrassing to the editorials, which, heaven forBID…”
“Yeah, what's wrong, Vector! What if it's a case!” Charmy retorted.
“Our son is right, love. What if it IS a case? By the way-”
Espio quickly zipped over to his partner’s side.
“You must stop forgetting my abilities as a ninja. Now, what are you looking at-”
…the crossword section of the paper.
The two reptiles stood still, unmoving as Vector seemed mortified and Espio just kept looking at the paper.
“...a crossword puzzle? Really? You had me concerned that you did either something wrong or that we had a case, and all this time it was a puzzle?” the chameleon asked.
“I… I dun judge your interests!! Whoever submits a completed puzzle to the papers fer 8 weeks in a row gets a cash reward prize! Ya ain't mah mama!” Vector yelled back, seemingly shaking.
“Vector, being into crossword puzzles hardly should elicit this kind of reaction. Do you know how many people do them?”
“Yeah, old people!” Charmy piped up.
“Dun yeh be gettin’ on mah case unless it's a groundin’ yer askin’ fer!” Vector shot back, face pink.
“Commentary aside,” Espio continued. “It's hardly unusual to want to do a puzzle, whether to stimulate the brain or to get a cash prize.”
“You can help Vector with his old man puzzle, Espio! I'm gonna go play games-”
That's when Espio took a look at the puzzle as well as the advertisement for the contest. And that's when he gawked.
“500 ring reward for whoever sends in their completed puzzles in a week's time?!” the chameleon explained. He looked over to his partner, the crocodile seemingly lightening up after his initial bout of embarrassment.
“Vector, Charmy, you know what this means, right?”
---
And so; all three Chaotix members sat around the table as they attempted to finish the crossword as a family. It felt like another story in their family had just come to a close, but in reality, many more were just on the horizon…
so hi! im aware that nothing has been posted for vecpio week yet today. ill be honest, a lot of us are insanely busy, myself included! in fact, you may have noticed i didn't post a single damn THING last year for vecpio week
but!
that changes. i might have a shit job but vecpio never dies, so...
its time for another vecpio week! and to top it off, to begin this week of best sonic ship, youre not only getting one, but TWO vecpio week prompts a day, why?
bc im doing 2026 AND 2025's vecpio week simutainously
two for the price of free! and that's very good
2025 vecpio week - day 1 here
“HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO US?!”
This was the cry heard throughout the Chaotix Detective Agency as Vector held up a pamphlet from the Seaside City Commissioners Office that morning during breakfast. Espio could see through Vector’s large fingers that it was a water advisory from the city, warning citizens to not use too much water to water gardens, shower, etc due to the drought over the last month.
“They’re gonna try and tell me I can’t enjoy mah 30 minute hot shower?! Mah scales NEED that, man!”
“Vector-” Espio replied, almost rolling his eyes at how his partner was being. He set down a plate of 2 frozen waffles in front of Charmy. “You do realize WHY our water bill tends to be high, right?”
“I get it, Es, but sometimes we gotta enjoy at least ONE thing in life! We're gonna always be behind on bills, cases are at a standstill, we need at least one luxury in life!”
“Why are you mad, Vector?” Charmy questioned after buzzing back to his seat after getting the half empty bottle of maple syrup. “At least I don't have bath time anymore!”
“Now listen here, Charmy,” Espio sternly replied, hands on his hip. “Just because we have to conserve water doesn't mean I'm going to let you be filthy.”
“Aww…”
But Charmy wasn't the only one sulking. Vector had his head on his elbows, sighing as he knew it was going to be a fair time to enjoy a nice shower. Heck, not even his bath salts were probably going to be seeing much use.
“Say, Es, arentcha more upset about this than ya look?” asked Vector.
“Why?”
“Dontcha also spend a lot of time in the shower too? Meditatin’ if i remember correctly?”
A look of slight annoyance appeared on the chameleon’s face, clearly caught red handed by his boyfriend's statement.
“Unlike you two, I have to use the shower to meditate because it's not like there's a waterfall to meditate and train mentally under. It's the best thing I have,” Espio replied through slightly gritted teeth. “It’s not like I can just go to the fire station and ask them to spray water down on me.”
“Ahhh, that's the face I know!” Vector said, reaching over the table. “Cuuuuuute…”
The chameleon let out a growl, but he seemingly didn't resist when Vector lowered his eyes and stroked his index finger under Espio's chin. Charmy attempted his best to ignore the icky romance in front of him, focused on his favorite lukewarm waffles.
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THE NEXT MORNING
“Charmy, remember what we said yesterday! We already had to stop you from using the tub. Five minutes and no longer!” Espio called out from the bathroom as they heard the shower running, him and Vector standing next to the door as they were wondering what was taking the bee so long.
“But it's nice!” he whined.
“Nice enough where you remembered to wash your hair?” Vector asked.
There was a groan from inside as the two reptiles continued to wait.
“Okay, how should we do this?” asked Espio. “I can easily take 2, possibly 3 minutes at max. I can maybe require 2 seconds of squeezing out our scale cleaner and use that to wash up my body-”
“Actually, Es-” Vector interjected. “I was thinkin’... We can perhaps save even more time if we… shower together?”
Espio's tail stood up straight. Did he just hear-
“Wha… what are you saying?!”
“Oh, dun act embarrassed! Yer actin’ like this is the first time I've seen ya nude.”
“Vector, love, we barely wear clothes to begin with.”
“Oh right… We-well case still stands! Besides, we've done more,” Vector cleared his throat. “Adult activities besides from showerin’ together.”
“Surely you're not in such a mood this early?”
“I could be. I could be not. Maybe I'm just bein’ efficient with time and water like ya want us to be.”
Espio shrugged his shoulders. “Well, if you put it in such a way, I suppose so. Still, same with Charmy. 5 minutes. No longer.”
“Deal,” Vector grinned a toothy grin.
Just then, the door to the bathroom opened up as steam poured into the hallway. Charmy popped out from the other side of the door, wrapped in his Chao in Space themed towel. His body dripped as his hair, the one constantly hidden from his helmet was messy and his wings were a shiny translucent color.
“Be sure to dry your wings by the radiator,” Espio said. “Did you make sure to shampoo?”
“Yeah… and I didn't get it in my eyes!”
“Trust me, we wouldda heard,” replied Vector. “Here, I'll help ya turn on the radiator so ya dun burn yerself. Es, I'll be there in just a minute, just go ahead and… well, ya know. I'll be there in a minute.”
“That I will, Vector,”
Chameleon walked into the bathroom as Vector headed to the main “living room” of the Agency, Charmy in tow as the crocodile turned on the radiator for the bee. Charmy sat down on the floor as he sighed happily, rubbing the towel on his hair.
“Alright, just call if ya need anythin’ else, okay?”
“Okay, Vector!”
With that, Vector patted the wall as he quickly went back to meet his boyfriend in the shower. Opening the door to the bathroom, Vector got there just in time to see Espio take off his gloves, the last thing he had on. He placed them neatly on the side, next to his cuffs and lower leg braces.
“Oooh, how lewd, Espio,” Vector joked. “Dun show too much skin now, I might act up.”
“And I thought I was supposed to do that when you did that,” Espio replied. “I’ll turn the shower on once you’re ready.”
Vector nodded as he got to taking off his headphones (couldn’t have that in the shower!), his gloves and cuffs, his elbow braces, and his shoes as he got into the shower/bathtub combo with his boyfriend. The size difference was clear between the two in such a cramped space, Vector looking down at what felt like an ant on the floor and Espio looking up at what felt like the mountains of Ice Cap Zone.
“Yer not bothered by the cramped space, right, Es?”
“I-It’s fine,” Espio said, shaking his head as he rubbed his shoulder. “Thank you for your consideration, but the shower should be short enough where it doesn’t bother me. Besides, I can… well, focus on you,”
Espio coughed. Suave moves like that weren’t really his style, but it tended to come out the more nervous he was.
“Cute,” Vector grinned as he reached over, turning on the shower as Espio yelped.
“Wha- Vector, do you like it THIS hot?!”
“What’s wrong, Es? It ain’t that hot. It’s lukewarm at best,” Vector shook his hand as he tested out the water. “Okay, a little more-”
“You will not! It feels like I’m being dunked in magma…”
“Do yeh prefer cold?”
“Yes. Is that a problem?”
“Yer a chameleon! We’re cold blooded, Es! How do ya handle it?”
“You survive years of training under cold waterfalls in my village and then you understand.”
“And the other times?”
“Sometimes I can’t help it.”
“Fair enough. Hey, pass me mah scale cleaner and get my back.”
“Okay, just- hang on, get your back?”
“Yeah! Make it a bit faster, pour some on the loofah and give mah back a nice scrub.”
“A-Aah… I… I suppose I can but-”
“Whaaaat, yeh expectin’ like a sexy shower moment?”
“Vector, you’re the one hogging up the shower while I’m-” the chameleon grabbed the loofah and cleaner. “-the one in the cold.”
“Yeah, ya are right… Ya see it all the time in movies,” Vector began, turning around as he tried to not swipe Espio to the ground with his tail as the fuschia chameleon. “The couple kiss under a shower but realistically, if they had a shower head like ours, they couldn’t even fit! Where do they even get bathrooms like that, and when can wuh… weeeee…”
Vector’s ramble stopped as he could feel Espio start to move the loofah around the crocodile’s lower back. Soapy suds poured out from it as the chameleon was rubbing at a quick pace, but not quick or hard enough to rough up Vector’s scales. They poured down his tough back, running down to his legs and to the flowing water below being drained.
“So strong… and this is just his back,” Espio thought to himself. “And to do this to his front…” he gulped. Was it getting a little too steamy in here?
“Dun forget the tail too,” Vector said. “Gaahhh… yer so good at this, Es… maybe we should be doin’ this all the time. Yer so soft with it.”
Espio lifted his partner’s heavy tail. “I do what I can, love. I’ll be quick about this, there’s a lot on you I need to scrub.”
“N-Nah, take yer time, Es. I wanna enjoy this.”
The chameleon continued his scrubbing, as a mix of the cleaner and the water being poured onto Vector quickly rinsed and cleaned up his scales as evident by the slightly dirty water. Getting the calves and legs and feet, which Espio had gracefully lifted up to scrub much to Vector struggling to balance on one foot, the crocodile turned around as he thrust his head back. He sighed happily as some of the water spiraled down his body.
“Alright, now I bet yeh were expectin’ this?” Vector grinned. “Dun worry, I’ll get around mah neck and head so yer not on your tiptoes.”
“I… I see,” Espio gulped. “Thank you, love. I… Let me just-”
This was always the part that broke the ninja and stoic side of him. Being like this so close to Vector, looking up at him and staring at each other’s eyes. The feeling of his tough chest under his fingers, going from that, to his armpits, his arms and hands, his sides. He may not have had the visible muscle that someone like Zavok had, but the strength the crocodile had was evident just from touch alone. Hmm… Vector with visible muscles… now there was a thought-
“Es, ya stopped scrubbin’.”
Espio blinked and shook his head. “O-Oh! Ah, I’m sorry, Vector. I zoned out.”
“Heh, doesn’t sound very ninja-y. Dun worry, we all make mistakes. Whaaat, do I look too handsome fer ya?”
Vector held his boyfriend’s chin, grinning. His other arm grabbed the chameleon closer as his face hit Vector’s lower wet body. Espio tried his best to ignore how hot the water was for him as he felt so much more closer to Vector than he felt before, and they slept in the same bed since their relationship started.
“So cute,” Vector grinned as he hunched over, gave a quick kiss to Espio’s horn and slowly glided him over to the shower side. Espio yelped yet again as Vector grabbed the cleaner and the loofah from Espio’s hand. “Mah turn! Sit tight, Es, I’ll give ya a nice clean. The only difference is that-”
Vector reached over to whisper in Espio’s ear. “I’m gonna have ya in my grasp the whole time.”
“Say that again,” Espio breathed heavily, clearly too under the crocodile’s influence.
“Ha! I knew ya couldn’t resist. Well, ya said we need to be quick.”
“R-Right, I did. Don’t worry, it shouldn’t be long.”
But as the crocodile held Espio, forearm wrapped around Espio’s chest as the other cleaned up his back, Espio was now the one to moan and throw his head back into Vector’s lower torso.
They may have taken longer than they would have liked, but nothing in that moment could have disturbed the feeling of a nice shower with someone you loved. Not even boiling hot water.
ayo I appreciate your consistent defense of vecpio. With chaotix case files out I’ve been seeing more stuff infantilizing Espio and making vector out to be his dad, and the blatant hypocrisy in calling people creeps over a since retconned 4 year age gap while imposing their own head canon that vector’s way older than both of his teammates has got me heated about this topic all over again. Love your art <3
Ah, yes... nodding sagely. I wanted to like the Chaotix Casefiles, but overall I WAS disappointed. It just sucks, cuz I LOVE MY BOYS, the Chaotix, but at this point, especially with how they portrayed Espio in the Casefiles, was just sad. ...And Inconsistent to other canon portrayals that I tend to lean my headcanons from. That was FAKEPIO to me hands DOWN. NOT MY ESPIO!
And at this point, there are just so many different versions of each character that everyone interprets as canon, that it IS UNFAIR for people to think that they can impose what THEY think as right (or wrong) onto other fans, is completely asinine.
So you think Espio is a weeb fake-ninja teenager brat who still acts like a kid? OK FINE, no one is stopping you. But don't denounce a ship or call someone out who ships Vecpio WRONG, when they're obviously seeing the portrayal of Espio as a full grown adult, an ACTUAL capable ninja warrior and equals to Vector, which he's portrayed closer as in many other sonic games or series.
It's so fuckin' stupid. It's like going into someones garden, picking their oranges and getting mad at them for it not being an apple. OK? SO YOU LIKE APPLES?? STOP trying to steal someone ELSE'S oranges!! There is nothing wrong with liking Vecpio!! I have never seen Espio as whatever they treated him like in the Chaotix Casefiles, my experience with this character is not the same as yours! LEARN TO MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS and form your own opinions if you don't like a ship or headcanon, ignore it! Block IT! IMO, Vecpio is a helluva great ship because I don't think anyone fits Espio better as a companion than Vector, not while he is an option right there before any other potential ship for him. They understand each other more than anyone else does, and they both care about Charmy to pieces and they're a whole UNIT I never want separated!
Even in the aforementioned Casefiles they knew that Espio's first priority was his team; even while presented with Rouge's constantly annoying flirting, all he was thinking about was how he couldn't abandon Vector and Charmy. IDC who you ship him with, what reason you come up with, that's your business. But I like Vecpio so much because of the canonical chemistry and relationship these two characters share with each other that they have with no one else in the series. They would never abandon each other. No one can deny this, and it's real obvious when haters use the 'Oh vectors his dad' bs as an excuse-- listen you don't NEED to drag down Vecpio because of someone else's headcanon being different than yours. At the end of the day, it just makes the random jealousy so obvious and the tribalism within a fandom so toxic. They are just mad that yeah, Espio's first thought when anyone outside of the Chaotix would be flirting or romantic to him, he's still thinking of the Chaotix first. They hope they're loud enough that it'll scare people from shipping Vecpio, this is a real thing. People are AFRAID to be public with liking Vecpio because of how shitty all the haters with shitty their Espio headcanons they force onto others are. Those people are the actual problem imo, making someone feel bad for liking a completely innocent ship, that is NOT PROBLEMATIC AT ALL, SEGA JUST KNOWS THIS was a huge problem in the fandom, which is why they got rid of the ages cuz it was always fuckin stupid from day one.
ANyway, SONIC ages are RETCONNED and tossed out the window to be whatever you HC, so Ship Vecpio everyday everyone because of how gREATT IT IS!!! IT's NO.1 and VECPIO WEEK IS COMING UP NEXT MONTH SO TIME TO SHOW EVERYONE HOW GREAT IT KEEPS BEING ! !
I LOVE VECPIO! (also thank u anon about the compliment to my art LOL)
its that time of year again! with help from @drunkin-kong-donic, its time we announce vecpio week 2026! itll be held on the same date as its always been the last couple of years (4/20-4/26) and with more or less the same rules, but with some new announcements!
we will be allowing nsfw content for vecpio week (AS LONG AS IT IS PROPERLY TAGGED), though with tumblr's nsfw ban still in effect, it probably isnt the BEST idea to post it here. that's why-
the vecpio week account has officially moved from twitter to bluesky! at vecpioweek.bsky.social, this will be the main hub for vecpio content, alongside this account, as both myself and bane use bluesky more these days. please note if you wish to use bluesky for nsfw posts, to ensure to include content labels and hashtag posts with #nsfw for those who dont wish to see it
it isnt specified in the rules, but no gen ai either alongside the tracing. bugger off with that
sorry but I didnt realize that fandom.com interpretations were now canon and that calling people close to you "the boys" when people have been using me and the boys to describe their friend group means youre all a family thank you moral tumblr user
I've been meaning to redraw this scene/meme from kung fu panda for literal YEARS at this point.. and now i can finally check it off my list... i love any joke that makes charmy believe he's been born of espio and vector's actual flesh and blood just because they've raised him for as long as he can remember.
Vecpio Week '25 'Summer'. I figure they're on vacation together for some quality time, therefore Charmy isn't around toget those hard to reach coconuts. but NO WORRIES, Espio has no problem scuttling his way up there either. The chaotix are SET... I am experimenting with a new coloring style I always wanted to try and mess around with. hope you enjoy!
