SconnieSA

***Sonic’s Reflective POV***    As I look back on my life, I know that I can never go back and change it.  Are there things I wish I could’ve done differently?  Yes and no.  As much damage as Titus did to all of us, I knew that it could’ve been avoided.  Then again, if I hadn’t started all of this by first putting in an application to work for G.U.N., I probably wouldn’t have everything I have now.  Am I saying that I am in some way thankful for Max?    HELL NO.    But if there was one thing that he did, it was bring us all together.  I’ll admit; I had a blast kicking some bad-guy butt at Prison Island

EPILOGUE He awoke from his slumber at 3:14 in the morning.  His mouth was dry, so he got out of bed without waking her to go and fetch some water.  Heading out of the room and into the kitchen, he passed through the living room to see a Christmas tree with all kinds of colored lights up and down it, garland spiraling all the way down, and spherical ornaments all around it.  In the room, he surveyed what had happened to some of his friends.   Knuckles and Rouge both had too much wine and were passed out on the couch.  Someone must have taken mercy on them and put a blanket on them.   Tails had a little too much to drink as well.  Cream was

It wasn’t because of the soft, near-luxurious flannel sheets in the dead of winter that made her feel this way. It wasn’t the heat they exuded and trapped under the sheets for her and him to share in silent peace. It wasn’t the crack of dawn that shined in and lit up their room with such beautiful grace. It wasn’t the hypnotic pattern of the frost perched on the window. It wasn’t because they could afford to sleep-in after a lovely Friday night with a bottle of smooth wine and an exquisite dinner. It wasn’t even how she felt like she was sleeping on a cloud and resting her head on a puffy marshmallow. No, i