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”No way, Rouge. Not in a million years.”
”Come on Shadow, pretty please?”
Rouge had tried to get Shadow to accompany her to a party. One thrown by Amy (as usual) where she invited almost everyone she knew.
”You already know I don’t do parties,” the hedgehog grumbled.
”You’ve never even tried parties!” Rouge moaned dramatically.
”And I don’t need to. I already know I hate them.”
The bat groaned. ”Just give it a chance! Please?”
Shadow stared at her, an eyebrow raised.
Rouge sighed. ”If you come with me tonight, I’ll stop bugging you about this kinda stuff. Deal?”
Shadow’s other eyebrow raised in intrigue. ”Deal. Don’t expect this to become a regular thing.”
Rouge rolled her eyes.
Turns out, bringing Shadow to that party might’ve been one of the best ideas Rouge had ever had.
The hedgehog had been under the assumption that he was immune to the effects of alcohol, so he’d been liberal in his consumption of whiskey.
Turns out, the ultimate lifeform was very much susceptible to getting completely shitfaced.
Rouge looked on in awe as a filter-free Shadow stumbled around the party, yelling to people how much they mean to him.
Vector, just as awestruck, leaned over to the bat’s side. ”…Is he… always like this when he’s wasted?”
Rouge scoffed. ”No idea. First time seeing him drinking.” She looked on as her friend hugged a slightly uncomfortable-looking Blaze, the cat’s eyes darting around as if asking for help. ”Actually, this might be the first time he’s ever tried alcohol.”
The hedgehog had begun ruffling Tails’ hair, the kit laughing in bewilderment. ”H-hey Prower, ’m-hic-sorry fer kickin’ you in the head all th’ time. You’re a real-hic-lil’ baby genius.”
”Uh… thanks????” The inventor replied, confused.
Shadow stumbled over to the kitchen island, clumsily pouring himself another shot and managing to down it before he had the glass taken away from him.
”Alright, I think you’ve had one too many,” Amy chuckled nervously as she set down the shot glass on the table.
”Awww…” the red-striped hedgehog pouted in disappointment.
”Sorry, but I don’t want you to have the world’s worst headache tomorrow.”
Shadow looked up at her, tears pricking at his eyes before he lunged at her in an attack-hug. ”Yer so awesooooome…” he whined, burying his face in her neck, completely relaxing into the hug.
Due to the larger hedgehog putting all of his weight on Amy, the pink hedgehog briefly struggled to hold him up, grunting in exertion. ”I’m glad you think so,” she sighed, getting the hybrid back on his feet as a fond smile made its way onto her face.
”You’re so-hic-niiice… I l-love you so muuuuch…” the ebony hedgehog then held his hands up, eyes widening slightly. ”Y-y’know… as a good friend…”
Amy rolled her eyes. ”I consider you a good friend too, Shadow.”
Suddenly, a hand found itself placed on the darker hedgehog’s shoulder, belonging to one Sonic the hedgehog. ”Alright Shads, you should probably take a seat or something, let’s—”
The cobalt hedgehog was interrupted when Shadow swatted his hand away and spun around on the spot, nearly falling over in the process. ”YOU!” the hybrid shouted, pushing his index finger into Sonic’s chest. ”I’ve got summin’ ta-hic-say to you!”
The blue mobian put his hands up in surrender, quite confused.
Behind them, Amy let out a sigh, preparing herself for the fight that was inevitably about to come.
”I’ll t-tell you what I think of you…” The ebony hedgehog leaned in closer, pushing his finger harder into the cobalt mobian’s chest. ”Yer one hot piece of ass!”
Before Sonic was able to react to that deranged statement, the intoxicated hybrid had grabbed him by the cheeks and sloppily kissed him on the lips.
Gasps echoed around the room, reactions varying wildly. Amy had covered her mouth with her hands, face red as she jumped up and down, Knuckles was slackjawed in shock, and Tails looked somewhat disgusted.
Pulling away, Shadow giggled at Sonic’s completely baffled, yet flustered expression. ”’If I had a phone I’d give ya my numb’r…” the hybrid purred, backing away and throwing his hands up in the air. ”I LUV’ ALL’A YA! YER MY FRIENDS!” He then proceeded to trip over his own feet and crash into a small drink table, which was thankfully lacking any refreshments.
Rouge grimaced and jogged over to his side, making sure he wasn’t hurt.
”Is he alright?” Asked Knuckles, standing next to the still shocked Sonic, who hadn’t seemed to notice what had happened to Shadow.
”Yeah, just passed out,” Rouge grunted as she picked up the unconscious body of her friend and carried him on her back. ”And don’t worry if none of you see him for like a month, he’ll probably just stay in his room for a while after this.”
She said her goodbyes to the partygoers, then began walking home, a sympathetic chuckle escaping her. Shadow wouldn’t be happy to find out what happened.
Shadow woke up to absolute searing pain in his skull. He groaned in agony as he sat up, getting out of his bed. With no clues as to how his affliction came to be, he walked out of his room and into the kitchen.
Rouge sat at the table, looking at her phone. Hearing the door creak open, she turned to face her housemate, a horrendously smug smile on her face. ”Mornin’ sleeping beauty,” she riffed, looking back down at her phone. ”Head’s hurting?”
Shadow narrowed his eyes. ”…yes.” He briefly visited the bathroom for some ibuprofen, then walked back to Rouge. ”What happened yesterday evening? I can’t remember anything from the party.”
The bat's smirk somehow widened even further. ”I expected that would be the case. Fortunately-” she pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket and unfolded it, treating it like an ancient piece of parchment. ”-I prepared a transcript.”