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Zonourge RP - CH.17

Character Sheet - Jet
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Keywords male 724000, male/male 66449, hedgehog 51988, domination/submission 2698, police 1619, scourge the hedgehog 1549, prisoner 764, zonic the zone cop 135, zonourge 71, praise 67
CHAPTER XVII


Well, that went better than he thought. That stuff didn’t even phase the other. It was weird to him.
“How are you just okay with this…” He couldn’t help but let that slip out. He just didn’t understand it. The way that Zonic just casually remained where he was, allowing Scourge to be so close. There was little to no fear. Part of him wanted to be annoyed but it was comfortable, unfortunately. He huffed, looking away, how was he not a monster. The lack of attacking the other was noted but Scourge just didn’t see a point. He could’ve definitely attacked, killed Zonic if he wanted to and left but he didn’t need all of that. He forgot it was an option almost as soon as he stopped thinking about it. “You’re not worth killing, honestly. Barely a threat… so whatever.” He tried to pass it off as if it didn’t affect him.

When he finished, he set the bowl on the table and leaned forward. He was confused again, over a lot of things, but it didn’t feel like it was worth the headache. When the other rejoined, he looked at him and then shrugged.

“It’s kinda boring here.. You don’t have any board games or electronics… meh.” Back to not having shit to do all the time, a little frustrating but he didn’t mind too much. It was a thousand times better than being in that cold cell. “I can’t believe you’ve lived with nothing to do for so long… you don’t even know how to have fun.” He looked down at himself. “And now we’re too fuckin tired to do anything. It’s bullshit, dude.” He huffed, then stood up, needing to take his bowl to the kitchen. He was pretty full now. Going over to the kitchen he tossed the bowl into the sink he decided to snoop around again. With how slow he moved, he was able to check all the cupboards, seeing a few big bottles of… alcohol. He perked up, reaching for one and yanked it down.

Seeing the label he frowned and grinned. This was some really good shit he heard, an alternate version of some really hard liquor. He was almost sure he’d fuck him up pretty fast, but he was very confident in his tolerance levels.

“Hey, Cop! You have this booze in here and didn’t say anything?” He asked, grabbing the other bottles and came to the kitchen. “The fuck are you hiding these for??” He sat them down, beginning to open the first one regardless if Zonic protested. He just wanted to try it out.


Zonic looked after Scourge as he went into the kitchen. "Well what am I supposed to do? Arrest you for your crimes?" He asked, mildly amused. "And I'm not sure I usually just...read books and listen to the radio. Or I used to..." He frowned. Reading books was fun, right? He knew how to have fun... well. More or less. It was all a matter of opinion after all. It wasn't his fault that Scourge didn't like reading.

He listened to the other going through his cupboards and drawers, probably looking for something to do. And to his great displeasure, Scourge returned with years worth of birthday presents from work. Hard liquor. Nothing like the beer... he had to stop that thought. Right.

"I'm not...hiding them. I'm just not drinking them. They're from my colleagues. Birthday presents. Is that your idea of today's activities? Getting drunk?" He watched Scourge open a bottle and tasting the liquor. He'd promised himself not to drink again. He didn't want to lose it like last time. He remembered it vividly. How much he'd wanted to do things to Scourge that night. How much the most impossible things had turned him on. But then he supposed he could still drink... he just had to be careful not to get drunk.

He knew how to have fun. Right. He could do this. Not like Scourge was gonna stop him. But he wanted to use glasses at least. This was expensive liquor, not canned beer. So he got up and got two glasses setting them down on the table before he sat next to the criminal again.

"Drink it out of a glass at least. What is that stuff anyway. I never really looked at it." He wondered idly how fast it'd get him drunk. How much of it he could drink without being in danger. In the end he just snatched the bottle from Scourge's hands and filled the two glasses, handing one to Scourge.

He tried to smell the contents of his own glass and his entire face scrunched up. Whatever that stuff was he was sure it was intended for cleaning, not for drinking. Still he took a sip. It tasted about as bad as it smelled but at least it made his throat feel warm. "Disgusting. How can you just drink that stuff?"


“Pssh, I mean not getting drunk… don’t want a repeat of last time.” He said and tasted the drink and coughed. “Shit, that’s strong.” He looked over at Zonic, not sure why they needed a glass. It wasn’t as if they had to be fancy about it. He didn’t really mind too much, he picked up his glass and then took a sip. “Wow, okay, how long have you had this?? It’s… fuckin gross but strong as hell.” He wanted to finish his glass… but he felt he’d get swayed real easy if he kept going. For once, he showed some restraint, putting the glass back down and cleared his throat. “That shit could last for a while if ya drink smart… wait, your ass told me not to let you drink anymore.” He took the glass out of zonic’s hands after he drank some. “Banned, motherfucker, only I can have this.” He chuckled.

At the very least he was keeping his word, well, he never gave it but just cause he wanted to tease, he was going to keep this. He drank some of Zonic’s drink and set it down on the table. He could drink on his own but he was also worried about how he’d act. The fact that he was already feeling -something- from the few sips he had. This wasn’t good.

“Maybe… this is all we should have. This shit’s strong for me so no doubt it’ll knock your ass out way faster.” He couldn’t help but remember that night in the park. His face felt a little hot suddenly. Goddamn it, that… feeling. He frowned to himself, tempted to reach for the cup again… it had been two weeks… he hadn’t actually masturbated since, he was also well… getting filled with alcohol, another excuse. He wanted to stop, but getting drunk was always a nice feeling, just not giving a shit. This shouldn’t have been such a hard decision, wanting to get drunk and let loose.

“We won’t be able to control ourselves… I can already tell.”


"Hey!" Zonic complained as his glass was taken from him. He glared at Scourge but he couldn't really say anything. the green hedgehog was right. He -did- tell him not to let him drink anymore. "Fine. Drink it by yourself then." He was sulking, reaching for his current book on the coffee table but then Scourge continued to talk.

"What are you afraid of getting drunk now? If you want to accuse me of rape again I'm gonna flip. You wanted this last time and you were still pretty sober. The drunk one was me. You got no excuses." He huffed, clearly annoyed. He just didn't see why Scourge was so hung up about this. So what if they did stuff like that with each other. There was nobody else there to do it with and it was clearly a lot more satisfying when you weren't doing it alone. That much, even Zonic could tell. This was all about them both being guys again, he was sure of it. If he was a female Scourge would probably be all over him without a care in the world.

"I can drink without losing control. I didn't lose it last time either, remember? Watch..." He grabbed the open bottle and and started drinking that disgusting stuff in big gulps until he had to breathe again, only to then slam the bottle back on the table and link his arms in front of his chest.

"Scaredy Cat." He mumbled and opened his book at the page where he'd last left off. His throat was on fire and he was pretty damn sure he just made a gigantic mistake but he could regret it later when he was throwing up his lunch or fighting the worst migraine of his life.

Not now. For now he was gonna prove that he wasn't a mindless beast. That he could very well control himself even while drunk. Except he hadn't been drunk on hard liquor once in his life. He actually had no idea how the stuff would affect him. For now at least he didn't feel drunk. It'd take a moment to kick in for sure. But he was still confident he could stay in control just fine. "I'm sorry you can't drink more of my alcohol since it apparently turns you into a mindless beast with no free will." He mumbled, turning the page of his book without actually reading the former page. Why did this make him so mad anyway? Was it just to prove a point? Or was he actually angry because he -wanted- something to happen and just didn't understand why Scourge was fighting it. Maybe a bit of both. He couldn't really tell.


The bottle was taken, chugged and slammed back onto the table. It sent a small shiver up Scourge’s spine but he recovered rather quickly after blinking a few times. He didn’t expect Zonic to go far like that, but he didn’t take kindly to being told he was a scaredy cat. Who the fuck was this idiot to call him that?? He frowned and then looked at Zonic, reaching for the bottle instead of the glasses and pulled it closer to his lips.

“Fuck you, I’m NOT scared.” He said but then looked down at the bottle, the scent of the alcohol graced his nose… He felt so tempted but something kept holding him back. He needed this, just to loosen the fuck up and sure, it shouldn’t matter so much but for him it just… felt like a huge piece of him morphing into something different. Scourge frowned, it’s not that he lost control, he just stopped caring. Alcohol made him act… well, without any fear. He knew this kind of feeling was something he dived into rather often, mostly when he was fighting or taking what he felt was his… Fear only came when he wasn’t sure. He gulped, this was a mistake… and even Zonic called him out saying alcohol couldn’t be used as an excuse. Well fuck that, it could if he was shit faced drunk.

He felt like his decision was made, but it took him a couple minutes before he actually decided to chug some down. With the sting in his throat and the bottle now placed back next to one of the glasses, Scourge placed his hands on his knees for a moment, clearing his throat and took both glasses, drinking both in their entirety. He nearly dropped the glasses onto the floor but managed to get them on the table. He shook his head, so ready for the feeling to kick in. He huffed, turning to his companion and pushed a finger into his cheek. “There you fuckin DICK. I’m not scared! I just… I like know what the fuck I’m doing okay?? Sometimes I forget if I drink too much and that night… I-I had some moments I don’t fully remember, aight??” He blushed, but he knew he clearly remembered riding Zonic’s face till he came…

Why did that make his body tingle?? He wanted that feeling again, but getting drunk would block out the memory and the sensation if he had enough. He leaned back, looking away. This shit really was some kind of poison.


Zonic was still cringing at the taste but he watched Scourge empty the glasses too. So stubborn. And somewhat predictable. And they'd probably just made a huge mistake. They were gonna be wasted still when Dr. Prower came here and... oh well. He was a doctor he wasn't allowed to tell anyone about what happened where and with who.

He could already feel the buzz. Feel how his vision got mildly wonky and his body got warmer. With a little luck he'd just pass out from it. Though that would be a problem too since Scourge wasn't wearing his collar. No matter how he looked at it they'd made a mistake.

"Oh you knew full well what you were doing back then." He mumbled, unable to keep himself from blushing. But he was still sulking and there was no way he'd lose this. In fact he was NOT going to touch Scourge no matter what happened because otherwise it'd feel like losing. He drank to prove that he was not gonna lose control, so he was definitely not gonna. Or so he hoped. He grabbed the bottles and carried them back into the kitchen before they could make the situation even worse than it already was.

Walking to the kitchen worked just fine, but walking back he could already feel the alcohol's impact. Well that didn't take long. He swayed briefly but managed to get back to the couch safely. Then he just tried to focus on his book again. But the longer he read the more the lines were just...swimming. And even more annoying was the fact that he was now hyper aware of Scourge's body heat next to him. Just leaning against him wouldn't count as losing control right? Just touching shoulders wasn't bad. But then Scourge would probably hate it and get up or shove him away or something. Damn.

Zonic remembered how comfortable it'd been to wrap his arms around the other, to kiss him slowly, to just be close. For a moment he found himself thinking about Zamy. She probably felt that same way about him. Just wanting to be close. What a lonely feeling. Wait. No. Zamy was in love with him. She couldn't be feeling the same because he wasn't in love with Scourge. What was he thinking. He was -just- lonely. Because he had company for the first time in forever. He was lonely. That and nothing more. Scourge just happened to be the one who had to suffer from it. Not that Zonic thought hugging would justify the other to suffer, but then Scourge was so bothered by doing something he thought was gay, that he could suffer even just from their shoulders touching. It was ridiculous.

Not scared, ha. He was scared of everything. He turned his head to look at the green hedgehog next to him. He looked at him for too long, for sure, but he didn't notice. The more he looked at that peachy skin he wanted to touch it. Not necessarily to have sex, mind you. He just wanted to touch Scourge in general. Kiss him and groom him and... he stopped himself there. Even though he was still looking. "I'm -definitely- not gonna touch you." Did he say that out loud? Who knew.

He forced himself to look away and at the tv instead. What was happening on that screen. Some sort of documentary about chaos emeralds and their different versions throughout the multiverse.


There was such a cockiness in the cop’s voice that Scourge decided to take one more gulp before the other took the bottles away.

“I was drinking those!” He called out but rolled his eyes. “Fine, I was just proving I could handle my liquor just fine.” He huffed. He hated that he was … suddenly in a competition. He heard Zonic coming back, fumbling around from what it sounded like. He turned to see the other swaying in his step. Well, that definitely didn’t take long and he knew he wasn’t that far behind considering he had a tad bit more. Feeling the other beside him made his fur stand up on end… He didn’t move though, it was just something he noticed, nothing more nothing less. He wasn’t sure if this was for the better or not but his sense of giving a shit was slwoly dwindling the more the alcohol took hold.

He could feel eyes on him, tensing up just a bit again as he wanted to tell Zonic to stop gaping at him with those large blue eyes, but he just didn’t say much. Instead he just found himself checking his leg as if he didn’t notice. He huffed, it was so sore, the dull aching was a bit distracting and kept his mind off of Mr-Looks-A-Lot.

“Wait, what?” He looked over at Zonic and blinked. “You’re… not. Yeah, I’m sure you won’t??” He frowned, his head felt somewhat clouded suddenly. “Oh my god… I can feel it now.” He sat back, allowing the effects to take hold. He didn’t think much of Zonic’s remark, but that was fine. “You say that but you sit so fuckin’ close to me. Makes me wonder sometimes… but I bet you just can’t stand being by yourself now. Are you just now starting to live your life or somethin? Kinda weird that it’s taken you this long to actually know what any of -this- is… I mean like intimacy and companionship… shitty stuff like that I guess.”


Zonic nodded mindlessly, his eyes fixated on the TV screen. "I wond- I wonder.." He shook his head mid sentence as the Alcohol's scent stung in his nose. "I wonder if I would've just never known about this... if I hadn't taken you home. That... would've probably been better and easier." He closed his eyes and let himself slide off the couch to the floor. Just to get some distance between himself and Scourge, but not really. He was just closer to his legs now. But then temptation to kiss him was less.

"Dr. Prower's gonna be so mad if we're both drunk when he arrives." He leaned his head back and opened his eyes to look at Scourge with a grin. "That stuff is so strong, I'm kinda glad Zal forced me to take two days off because I did so much overtime. Y-you know last time... after we got drunk... the day at work after was so awful. Half my coworkers now think I got myself a really possessive girlfriend and Zamy almost went amok. She's about as scary as your world's... what's her name... Rosy? I wonder who she would have murdered? Me or you? Maybe both of us..." He wondered while running his fingers over his stretched neck, lost in thought. All the hickeys and bite marks were gone now. No reminder of his embarrassing state was left over.

But he still remembered what it had felt like to be bitten by those vicious teeth. Unconsciously he licked his lips. Those were healed as well. He forced himself to look at the screen again. What was this documentary about again? His mind was swimming. Still partially hoping that he'd just pass out he tried to understand what was going on on tv. Something about anarchy beryl now.

"Hey aren't those the chaos emeralds from your world? What did your super form look like? Did you go golden, like all other sonics? Or was that different for you too?"


“Tch… She’d have killed you I guess.” He said without thinking but looked down at Zonic as he slid to the floor. He was a lil loopy, it was obvious but Chaos he felt a weird pang in his chest. The way the other lifted his head and rubbed his neck. Just the mention of the other time, remembering how -decorated- Zonic was because of him. He marked the hell out of him and it was so good… He gulped, the lick of the lips just knowing that people could tell Zonic had spent the night with someone who went all out. Just knowing that really put a different spin on how he felt about the whole thing. While the alcohol took its time to seep in, Scourge was thinking of all the scenarios he could mark the other so people knew he had someone taking -good care of him.
Part of those thoughts were combated with ‘wait a sec, buddy, we -just- told ourselves none of this!’ but they weren’t strong enough. He knew his level of giving a shit was slowly leaving. He felt a blush come up. Just a random question about his super form kicked him back to reality. Scourge peeked up at the tv for a moment and then leaned back against the arm of the couch, legs put up on the couch as Zonic wasn’t sittin there anymore.

“Not yellow. Purple.” He said and frowned, “opposite colors if i remember but still had the swanky red eyes. I believe my sclera were black? It was a trippy but amazing sight. You should see it sometime, it might be the last time you see anything though… kehehe,” He chuckled, a knee bumping the back of Zonic’s head. “I guess those are what they look like.. I kinda just remember going for the Master Emerald for all that though, which helped a lot if I do say so myself.” He shrugged. Boy he missed feeling powerful. Soon enough maybe he would again… Plus he was finally going to see a doctor. “We still got some hours to spare before the doc gets here… seriously why’d you wait so long to call one? I feel like I coulda been at the top of my game eons ago.”


Zonic looked up at Scourge again while imagining it. "I wanna see it. But I'm not ready to die just yet... so I guess I can't." He mumbled, turning his head to rub his cheek against the other's knee closing the eye on that side of his face. He wasn't touching Scourge, no. Scourge had touched him first. That didn't count. He hadn't lost. Right. He'd just kept on telling himself that.

"I wanted to call one sooner... I should've. I guess... I didn't think your leg was as bad as it was... I thought it would heal much faster. My bad, I guess. It's not like the doctor will be able to do much though. He'll give you a brace and maybe some painkillers and that'll be about it. He's not gonna magically cure it." He explained while his thoughts were already drifting again. He liked the warm fur against his cheek. He had to stop. He had to stop. It almost looked as if Scourge's knee was sticky and he had to use force to turn his head away. The first of the two wasn't true. The second definitely was.

Wasn't he gonna pass out? His body had no intention of cooperating with him it seemed. He was drunk alright. He could feel that he was gonna talk nonsense if he wasn't careful. He could feel that talking and walking straight was going to get harder as time passed. But he didn't feel dizzy enough to pass out or to save himself from this way too comfortable situation by doing something gross like vomiting.

No cooperation. What a traitorous body. So instead he had to distract himself. Talk more. Talk as long as he could still talk properly. He just had to pass the time until Prower came. A few hours. That should be possible right? Right. But what to talk about. His apartment and life were nothing but exceptionally boring. He looked around as inconspicuously as he possibly could and his gaze got stuck on Scourge's leg, and finally on his foot. "Why didn being a King not work out for you? I heard there was a mutiny involved. You wouldn't even be here if that'd worked out for you. We don't care much for crime going on in single zones. We usually wait for it to solve itself. So if you were king and remained that way it wouldn't have even been a crime."

He was imagining Scourge on a throne, people kissing his feet, figuratively speaking. It was easy to imagine. Scourge acted so high and mighty already. He would look right at home on a throne. Zonic looked up to the green hog again. He looked good from down there. It was even easier to imagine him on a throne now. Zonic himself wasn't too fond of being the center of attention. He wanted to be left alone most of the time. Just do good at his job. Nothing special. Being worshipped was completely out of his comfort zone. But still it was easy to see how Scourge fit into the role of a tyrant king. He just radiated power and confidence. It would make half the people worship him and beg for his mercy, and the other half woudl rebel.


“You’re just chock full of questions today aren’t ya?” He frowned a bit. The leg nuzzle should’ve been an issue but he didn’t mind it much at all. He huffed, it wasn’t something he was too keen on recalling at the moment, seeing how he was just a regular ol’ criminal or civilian, whichever felt better at the time. He wanted to skip the topic altogether. It just made him miss the amount of power he possessed, that -he- worked so hard to get. So much had to be done to get to that point and it was all worth it. He didn’t regret his actions, still felt like he was the rightful ruler to all those poor slobs. Definitely wanted that kind of position again and now knowing it wouldn’t be much of an issue to Zone cops made him feel pretty legit. No need to worry about Zone Jail for enslaving an entire planet, eh?

Well, it wasn’t like this information was all that important. He thought about his words for a moment, recalled the steps he took and revelled in how nice of a time he had as King Scourge. He still felt it was his proper title and would be nice to be called that again. He lifted his head, thinking about all those worried faces…

‘Your highness’, ah. The way Zonic said it the last time they got drunk-- No. Not the right voice he wanted to remember. He had so many he could recall, right? Nah… not with how long its been and the only freshest ones in his mind all came from Zonic being a sarcastic dick. He felt a cold shiver, spines standing upright for a moment, it still felt good to hear. To be recognized and called that even if it was just for the shits and giggles. It was noted, remembered and seen as a legit title for a while. He wanted that again.

“Eh.. It worked out perfectly. The only shit that happened was Sonic and his stupid friends fucked it all up. I was a great King and still am!” He leaned forward, looming over the other. “You just can’t keep yourself off me, can you…?” He had to ask, it was such a noticeable thing Zonic was doing. The touchin didn’t have to be hands, just them in contact like this. It made it so much harder to just ignore Zonic at all. He liked how warm the other was, though it did make him heat up slightly more… he wanted a fan on or something. “Cuddly drunk… you’re so weird, man.” He reached out, almost touching Zonic’s ear but caught himself. No… please, contain yourself, he kept thinking. He began to sweat somewhat. ‘Fuck’.


Zonic's ears twitched as Scourge loomed over him. He was unable to keep himself off Scourge? What was that supposed to mean he didn't touch him at all. "I didn't -do- anything. I'm not cuddling either... what are you talking about?" He asked. he really didn't know. He did know, however that he wanted Scourge to do with his hand what he'd intended to do before his logic kicked back in.

"I'm not touching you." He mumbled. Something about what he was- or wasn't doing was apparently still getting to Scourge. "I was just thinking how a throne suits an egomaniac like you." He bent over a little, his muzzle -nearly- touching Scourge's foot. "It's really easy to imagine." He mumbled, closing his eyes for a moment before opening them again, looking up to Scourge with a grin. The alcohol's effects were clearly showing in his face now. His muzzle was mildly red and his eyes were more glossy than before, a little unfocused, too. "I bet you were a tyrant who enjoyed to have the lowly folks kiss his feet. Even when -I- address you as royalty you get hot from it. Aren't you vain?" Just a little closer and his lips would be touching the soft fur covering Scourge's foot.

"But I guess... you're right... I might be a cuddly drunk. I could do it like you. Blame it on the alcohol... say I wasn't myself. I wouldn't mind if you were king again." What was he saying. All jokes aside this was -really- the alcohol talking. "I wouldn't mind worshipping you. Just for the moment..." His eyes were closed again. His cheeks were deep red now. "It's so easy to imagine you on a throne... BUT!" His eyes snapped open and he sat up again, as if he'd just been slapped across the face. "But... I already said I won't touch you. It'd be my loss if I broke that promise first. And I hate losing too much to risk it." He grumbled and turned his back to Scourge again. Leaning against the couch with his eyes closed.

Calm down. Calm down. His imagination had ran away with him again. He'd been picturing it all in his head. Scourge wearing a crown, on this Moebian throne. And him to his feet. He didn't mind being lower than the other,  because in his fantasy he finally got to touch all of him. So far Scourge had been the one who did all the touching. He wanted to do it too. He wanted to kiss and taste and mark the other. BUT. He couldn't. No way. Alcohol and his own fixation on the other hedgehog would not win him over. He was stronger than this.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Zonourge RP - CH.16
Zonourge RP - CH.20
Not the alcohol again. Do you guys never learn?!

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male 724,000, male/male 66,449, hedgehog 51,988, domination/submission 2,698, police 1,619, scourge the hedgehog 1,549, prisoner 764, zonic the zone cop 135, zonourge 71, praise 67
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omnipotentking103
1 year ago
boy those two really praise it
KukkiisArt
1 year ago
they praise it?
omnipotentking103
1 year ago
Sorry if I confuse you what I mean they really wanted to get drunk I think
KukkiisArt
1 year ago
XD I don't think they wanted to get drunk.... but then they rile each other up so much that it happens anyway.
omnipotentking103
1 year ago
yeah
FrostieFroakie
1 year ago
Aw man, im just seeing Zonic snuggling his legs and Scourge playing with his ears absentmindedly on Moebius and jezuz

They shouldve at least mixed it with something cause hard liquor aint no joke, oof
KukkiisArt
1 year ago
oh well... they're idiots they'll learn their lesson. ...maybe...some day.
KatPanikku
1 year ago
Dang, they got into the HARD stuff, this time. XD
They are so going to regret guzzling that stuff many times over. X’D

But at least they’ll have more fun, unless Zonic passes out.
KukkiisArt
1 year ago
First the fun. Then the passing out XD so both are right.
KatPanikku
1 year ago
Dr. Prower is going to be sooooo pissed XD
KukkiisArt
1 year ago
he is XDDDDD
ThrenodyGrimblood
1 year ago
okay, when Scourge stated that the alcohol is like poison it made me think of 'Poison' by Tarja, which I think fits these two perfectly.
KukkiisArt
1 year ago
*goes to listen* OMG I ONLY KNOW LIKE...the groove coverage version of this song XDDDDDDDD
ThrenodyGrimblood
1 year ago
interesting version. I still say the song fits those two perfectly.
KukkiisArt
1 year ago
it does!!!
BlackFluffyWolf
1 year ago
Ouhw~ Sweet cuddly drunk Zonic, you're so much weaker than this~

Now I just need you to draw Zonic worshiping Scourge like he doesn't deserve it
KukkiisArt
1 year ago
You're right. I really do need to draw zonic worshipping scourge *W* because..... that's kinda hot XD
BlackFluffyWolf
1 year ago
It's just the right amount of cuddlyness and hotness, perfectly balance between the two twinkiehogs
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