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“Would you like some more cupcakes?” Shadow said in a high (as high as he could get it, which wasn’t much) voice as he lifted the mobian doll.
“Oh, yes please.” Said Cream in an accent, nodding the head of her own doll.
Shadow had his doll pick up a non-existent goody and place it on a little plastic plate. “Here you are.” He said in the same higher voice, a little scratchy.
“Thank you very much. “ She had the doll eat. “Oh no!” She The doll gasped. “I’m- I’m allergic!” The doll coughed and hacked. “Augh! Kh-kah- graalblblabl-” It held its neck and continued to choke and gurgle.
Shadow blinked, confused and slightly concerned as he watched, slowly lowering his doll.
There was a knock at the door.
He shook his head and looked over. The gruesome scene continued in the background.
He opened it. A green-eyed blue idiot stood there. That kind stupid dumb idiot disgusting smile plastered on his hideous face.
Shadow promptly slammed it shut.
There was a knock at the door.
. . .
There was knock at the-
He opened it. “WHAT.”
“Hey!” The creature said, friendly stupidly. “I came to pick something up. You babysitting Cream again?” He asked, leaning into the house.
“Ew, stay out-” Shadow’s face scrunched in disgust as he pushed Sonic out with his boot. “You’ll contaminate the house. And Cream.”
“I just need my-”
“Sonic!” Cream ran out and hugged his legs.
“Ah, hey girly! What's up?” He ruffled her head fur.
“We’re playing dolls.” She smiled.
Sonic gave Shadow a smirk to which the dark hog glared.
“WOW, that's cool!”
“Yeah, but mine just died though.”
“Oh… that's-”
“Did you come for your pie?”
“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I did.”
“Kay, I'll get it!” She nodded and ran back in.
Sonic watched for a moment, then shifted his weight. “Sooooo…..”
“No.”
Cream came back, a basket covered with a red checkered cloth in her arms. “Here you go!”
“Hey, thanks Cream!” He took it gently, “Tell your mom thanks too, will ya?”
She nodded, and turned, “Shadow, come on, Ms. Daisy needs a funeral.” She tugged at his paw.
Sonic snickered.
The dark hog sent him a wild glare, pointing two fingers at his own eyes, then to Sonic, before shutting the door.
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