Broken Glass

5

PoV: Sonic

  I woke up in my box again, wait when I was I moved?! I growled not liking suddenly being somewhere else. Next thing I knew my door was opened. I didn't leave, I didn't see the black and red one.

"Don't feel like coming out today?" The yellow and white one asked.

  Who are you? I just stared at him.

"I don't think he remembers our name," the pink one said. I didn't like that one too much, it didn't feel trustworthy, "Sonic, I'm Amy Rose."

  I don't like you.

"This is Tails," the pink pointed to the yellow.

"What are you doing?" Black and red came in.

"Amy doesn't think Sonic remembers our names."

"Is that so? Makes sense, he hardly remembers what anything is," it said.

"Besides that, it's been two days," white a yellow said.

"Oh crap," black and red sighed.

"What?"

"Sonic needs a bath," what's a bath?

  I didn't like how the room tensed.

"So do we just do it or..."

"No, we're not going to just scare him like. We'll show him slowly," yellow and white said.

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  I was carried in my box up to a new place. There what a shiny white wall on one side. Black and red was here too.

"Sonic, come here," it asked.

  No, I don't trust that thing.

"This is going to be annoying," it sighed, "Sonic, it's bath time."

No.

"He's not budging. Tails you try," it asked.

"Sonic~ come on. You'll like it, I promise," yellow and white said.

No. I don't want to.

"Please~" it looked at me strangely. It's eyes were shining and the points on top of it were bent down, "okay, puppy eyes don't work."

  Puppy eyes, what are you talking about? I looked at black and red. The white thing that comes off was over the wall, isn't that thing dangerous? Move back to the other side.

  It wasn't listening. Yellow and white left, I'm only saving you this once. I made sure not to alert it as I snuck around to pull it back over the wall. I slowly moved over to it, I felt... unusual. My arms didn't wobble when I used them, my legs didn't either.

PoV: Shadow

  Sonic was out and moving as soon as Tails left to get something. He was looking at my arm. My hand was over the side of the tub, I don't think he trusted it. He bit the cloth around my wrist and pulled my hand back into my lap.

"Don't trust the tub?" He froze, I spoke too suddenly, "don't worry, it isn't harmful."

I took off my glove and place my hand in the water. He propped himself up to pull my hand back, instead, he looked at the water.

"It's water," I explain, "in the tub, its used to clean yourself."

  He touched the surface of the water for a second. He placed a hand on the water and made waves. It was like he had never seen it before.