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Topic Started: Nov 10 2009, 07:30 AM (7,166 Views)
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Sonic shook his head, wishing he could reassure him that he didn't have to do this. He could let him escape, say that he couldn't catch him. But he knew it was too much to ask for. For someone like this, as much as he himself couldn't fathom doing it to anyone, Silver and him came from two totally different worlds. Only recently has he been forced to live in it.

As the two approached the limo, Sonic tried to resist, trying to pull back the other way, but he didn't have the strength now to even look slightly threatening. Looking fearfully towards the limo, it just then dawned on him that he was going back to Scourge, not Finitevus. "I... I thought I wasn't going back." He mumbled uncertainly, glancing questioningly at Silver before confronted with Scourge. Yikes.
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A little over but Finitevus assured him that Silver could get the job done. The two were waiting outside of the store now that they'd finished their financial transaction. Thanks to Sonic's emotional outburst his bill for today had tripled what what it was originally. He paid for the damage to the store with money out of his personal account. His own money. That was his drinking money.

Naturally the green hedgehog was pissed.

The only bright spot in this is that he acquired a slave that would actually listen to him. Scourge couldn't say that he wasn't relieved when both Silver and Sonic came back into view. So the white hedgehog could do it after all. " Thanks. " He said to the white hedgehog as he dug in his pockets for the binding twine he had. Twine resembled a bungee cord in appearance and design. It was a cheap yet flexible material used for binding slaves in a hurry.

Scourge approached them as they neared the trunk of the limo. Must have been a coincidence that the trunk was actually open for this part. It was an empty carpeted space devoid of even a tire. He took a firm hold of one of Sonic's arms to force it behind his back to bind. " You can take a seat in the limo, slave. " When he said 'a seat' he meant kneeling on the floor of course. " I just need to finish up here. "

He used the binding twine to force Sonic's wrists together behind his back. After he finished he unceremoniously shoved Sonic into the trunk head first. He then grabbed one of those hanging ankles to thread a piece of binding twine between the shackles. Sonic wouldn't be able to outrun him now anyway but this would ensure that he couldn't even walk or easily squirm away from him now, either.

As for why he was going with him over Finitevus? " I wouldn't wish you on my worst enemies let alone my best friend. " He sneered at the hedgehog as he adjusted him to snugly fit in the trunk. " When we get home I'm going to whip you until you can't feel it anymore. "


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He couldn’t lie, he didn’t want to watch this. But after years of service, Silver had grown used to torture, both received and witnessed. Though he felt a pang of guilt that he had caused this torture to happen to the blue hedgehog. This new master was indeed cruel. Eyes downcast, ears drooped, head hung in shame, Silver didn’t say a word nor move a muscle as Sonic was forced in the trunk. Even more guilt washed over him. He’d never used his powers to do a "good thing" before. This just marked another one on his list of troubles. What was a slave to do? Nothing, unless told to do otherwise.


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Sonic wasn't sure what to expect but he knew whatever was going to happen it wasn't going to be good. His imagination ran wild as he stared at Scourge, wondering if his actions had actually did anything beneficial. At least he wasn't going to be sold now but how much of a good thing was that really when he had to return to the green hedgehog so utterly pissed off? He wasn't even allowed to ride up front, on the floor where he expected to go. He didn't notice the trunk was opened and waiting for him until Scourge had actually bound his hands and shoved him over into it.

Unable to keep his balance or resist, he fell in, hitting his head roughly. He gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the small impact as his ankles were bound. The restrictions were tight, but he didn't say anything. He tried to endure as he was stuffed into the small space, looking up at Scourge nervously. There was no sense in hiding that fearful light at his threat; he knew he wasn't bluffing, and needless to say, he wasn't looking forward to it.


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How hard was it to just humor him for once? Slaves were supposed to be entertaining but all Sonic could do for him was wear him out. All that whipping was going to make his arms extremely sore in the morning. As he slammed the hood of the drunk closed on the frightened hedgehog he considered another means of punishment that could be used in its stead. Whipping was just the old fail-safe that Masters went by during times that they didn't feel creative. Scourge had confidence that he would be able to think of a more suitable punishment for Sonic that didn't involve crippling him. It just might take the entire ride back to the estate.

When he climbed into the front of the limo the first thing he did was take a firm hold of Silver's right ear. He snatched it abruptly and gave it a harsh attention grabbing yank. " You were late. " His voice had an ominous tone to it that suggested that he may have been punished too for disobeying an order. He told him to come back before the time limit was up. So his ear was given a little twist and continued to twist it as he talked. " As of now you're the best slave we have in my family's house. That puts a bit of pressure - " Pinch. " - on you when it comes to your performance. I'll be watching you closer then I watch him. Do you know why? "


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It wasn’t completely unexpected but it happened so fast that Silver had no time to brace himself. First the blue hedgehog and now his new master. How come all hedgehogs besides himself were so fast?

His master’s ominous tone was now turned to him. Letting out a tiny whimper as his ear was twisted, instinctively twitching and trying to get away. Best slave? He wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. "I-I apologize, Master, I d-didn’t..." Golden eyes looked scared and confused as Scourge explained the situation. Shaking his head at the question. He had no idea.


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The best slave in Noble Houses was given a special title. What the title was called varied from land to land but they were essentially the 'Head Slave'. Head Slaves oversaw the other slaves in the House when it came to training, daily activities, and advise. They were also (usually) given a bit more leniency then other slaves in the House since they were at the end of their Training. Scourge intended on being very hard on Silver during the first few weeks to make sure he was worthy.

The reason why was rather obvious. " I want you to set a good example for the other slaves. " In particular the slave that was in deep trouble in the trunk. Another slave could be a better teacher then he could be under certain circumstances. " You want to help the other slave, yes? You don't want to see him beaten within an inch of his life every other day, right? Then you should do what you could to 'help' him. " Essentially he wanted Silver to persuade Sonic to submit, be a good slave, and learn everything that he needed to do to do so. It was a tall order to fill for a slave who'd just been stocking shelves a few minutes ago but he had to have some confidence in him.

After delivering his message he left go of the white hedgehog's abused ear. " And if you do a good job I'll be very nice to you. " That was the other side of it. If Silver couldn't convince him with words or actions then maybe he could in an underhanded way. Reaching into the shopping back with the hand hand that abused him earlier he pulled out a nice white collar. There was a tag at the end. A diamond shaped tag with Silver's name and new position on it. Apparently he would be called the 'Head Slave' of the House for now.

" Come over here. " He patted the top of his lap in a suggesting matter.


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Train other slaves? Silver had never done anything like it before. But with the way things were going, it looked like Sonic was headed towards a fierce punishment at least once a day. He couldn’t recall a time where he had been that rebellious, but being tortured a few times a day was something he was very familiar with. If it would help, he would at least try to teach Sonic some things. At least to the point where he wouldn’t get in trouble as much. Who knew how much more he could do after that.

The way Scourge was looking at him, Silver felt his face heat up. Not only was this the complete opposite on what he usually did (that being on the floor, much like Sonic), but the way the young lord spoke...it was odd, to say the least. But what choice did he have? Swallowing hard, Silver made his way over to Scourge, awkwardly sitting on his lap and hoping that this was what his master was telling him to do. If not, well, he was going to be in for some hurt.


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Indeed. Scourge needed Silver to be closer so he could get at his old collar and restraints. The pin lock that Finitevus gave him allowed him to take off the old collar and restraints completely in favor of the new ones. First the new lighter collar was put into place. It was a decent fit. While it was too small to accidentally slip from Silver's neck it was also too big to press against his skin. After looking over Silver's documents he learned that the hedgehog was a bit younger then he looked so he gave him a collar he could grow into. To go along with the new white collar he put on new wrist restraints. They did the same job as the older restraints but looked nicer, were lighter, and matched the color scheme of his collar. When Scourge put them on he made sure to lock them to restrain his powers once more.

Yeah ... Scourge took a moment to look over that flustered face of the white hedgehog as they were intimately close. In stark contrast to his earlier actions he curled his fingers under Silver's chin to give him a reassuring scratch. If Scourge was cross with him before he didn't seem to be angry now. " I see fear in your eyes ... " He muttered his observation lowly. " ... are you afraid in general or are you afraid of me? "


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At least they were more comfortable and nicer to look at than his other ones. He could actually breathe with his collar on now. Having been filled with so much power, the sudden loss of it almost caused Silver to topple over. A little light-headed but he managed to keep his balance.

That is, until Scourge cupped him under his chin again, even going so far as to give him a little scratch. His face grew even more hot and cheeks tinted pink. Silver rarely showed his fear anymore, but this was something so new to him that he couldn’t help it. "U-uhm..." In all honesty, he wasn’t sure how to answer. He would have said yes to both questions had he the courage but he was also afraid of what Scourge would say if he answered like that. A no-win situation. Silver could feel himself trembling and he cursed himself for it.


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Scourge already knew the answer. He could feel his trembling under his hands as he tried to soothe his fur. Green thought it was a good opportunity to release some of his own repressed energy on a truly submissive target. Leaning in he started it off by giving him a small kiss on the cheek. From there he started rubbing and nuzzling with his lips and cheek down one side of his face to his neck. " You don't have to worry, babe. " He only took minor enjoyment in punishing his other slave so thoroughly. There were other things that he longed to do to him much more then apply the whip. This tamed slave would have to do for now even if he was not the ultimate target. " I won't hurt you if you obey me. " He whispered, then pulled away with a small grin on his lips. His fur was so soft ...

The limousine was nearing their destination. Already they entered the Hedgehog Family estate's gates to begin their trek down the long driveway. They would be at the front door in another minute or so. " How do you think we should punish ol' Blue in there? " He gestured in the direction of the trunk. Having been so distracted in his new slave didn't give him an awful lot of time to think of a good punishment so he was open to suggestions.


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The motions through his fur, the tender kisses, Silver barely knew what to think. Suppressing the urge to whimper even more but making no movements to stop Scourge. Too scared to think about what might happen if he did. Then again, he was scared to know what would have happened if his master continued. Silver heard stories from other slaves, pleasure slaves more specifically, and it made his skin crawl on what they were forced to do. These things Scourge was doing to him, was he a pleasure slave now? Was Sonic a pleasure slave? That made him feel even more guilty on teaching him the basics. It...well, it wasn’t pleasant. As much as he tried to relax, nothing came to him.

"H-how to...punish him, master?" It was safe to say that Silver was not one to deal with this kind of thing. With all the things he’s been though, he had lots of ideas. But he’d rather not share them and have Sonic get even more maimed than a whipping. He hated to say it, but maybe whipping was the best punishment for now. "I...I wouldn’t know..."


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Silver could have tried to persuade him -not- to punish Sonic if he really thought the hedgehog didn't deserve such cruelty. Since Silver was so experienced in the field he would have done what he thought was best most likely. Already he was having doubts about how severely he should punish him. Yeah he messed up. He messed really bad. He should have been punished severely because of it. Not all punishments could be physical. There were other punishments that could be used to really get under his skin.

That's it. He got it.

" That's all right. " He assured him that he wasn't in trouble for coming up short with a kiss. This time on the forehead. Around the same time the limo slowed to a stop in front of the steps leading up to the estate. " I'm gonna use my best judgment on this one. Call it by the numbers. 'Course Blue's going to still get a whippin' when he caves but it won't be nothing more then the standard. " Ten lashes plus the one extra. " He's only been a slave for two days now and all I've done for him is hit 'em. I think it's time to show him that there's worst things that can happen to him then being hit ... and worst things that can happen to him then being my Pleasure Slave. You follow? " Probably not. As he gathered his things from the seat he ran the plan by him again. Silver's cooperation in this idea would be greatly appreciated and rewarded with leniency.

At the end of it he handed his bag to Silver to carry before climbing out of the limousine. Once he was outside he gave an idle pat to his right thigh where Silver could see it. Heel to the Right and follow. He didn't think that the leash was needed to drag him around. That would be reserved for the naughty hedgehog in the trunk.

He dug in his pockets to pull out the chained leash. That was the one he intended on using for Sonic from now on. Looked like something akin to a dog's leash more then the fancier leashes that Pleasure Slaves are supposed to wear. Scourge popped the trunk and reached in, grabbing his neck.


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It had been a long and bumpy ride. He couldn't hear any of the conversation going on in the front. Occasionally, they may have been able to hear a thump or two in the back with Sonic squirming around. The blue hedgehog was anxious but his adrenaline rush was down and he felt rather tired from today's events. He knew things hadn't really started until they arrived home. Then, he was certain today would feel even longer. Sustaining as many lashes as he got the first time, Sonic couldn't dream of Scourge hitting him even more than that. His back had yet to heal, bruising welts hidden beneath bandages still present. Even with ten lashes, Sonic was sure to be in a lot of pain.

What time he did have to himself, it was hard to savor. The trip back wasn't comfortable at all, and he had always had a little bit of a claustrophobic issue. Not being able to move really grated his nerves but it was better than what he was certain to face once he was pulled out. As he felt the limo slowly pull to a stop, Sonic's heart started racing again. He watched closely in dark, listening intently for signs of foot steps drawing closer to him. Then, suddenly, the trunk just opened, making him squint his eyes to the light as they tried to adjust. Sonic's ears flattened as Scourge reached out for his neck, suddenly chirping, "I'm sorry." As if it would do any good now.


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" No you're not. " Scourge told him sternly. In fact he gave the collar a bit of a shake to show how serious he was about that. After he finished he carefully clipped the leash into place. No; Sonic would not get his new collar right now. He wouldn't get his shiny new custom made collar until he felt the hedgehog was deserving of it. In the meantime he'd have to do with that heavy training collar and the standard restraints. At least he was kind enough to remove the binding twine from his wrists to free his arms. The restraints that kept him from easily making wide strides with his ankles would remain. " You wouldn't have been sorry if I actually allowed you to get away. You're only sorry because you were caught. I'll give you a reason to be sorry. " He threatened, and Goddess knows he was about to make good on his threat.

Scourge took a few meaningful steps backwards as he held onto the leash. " I've decided that I don't want you as my Pleasure Slave anymore. That'll be Silver over here. I think I deserve a kinder and more loving slave then you to be my companion. " Silver didn't have to worry about any of this 'new' information. He told the white hedgehog in the limo that he did intend on Sonic being his Pleasure Slave while he acted as more an adviser and mentor to Sonic and the other slaves. This was all just an elaborate simulation that Sonic wasn't going to be in on.

" Now ... what to do with you. " He already had an idea. " I decided that you're not good enough to be a trained slave so you're going to be our pet instead. Something for me, my parents, Silver, and the other staff at the house to use and abuse. The lowest of the low per-se. " This was a psychological punishment. He wanted the poor hedgehog to be subjected to the worst possible treatment so he'd be motivated to try harder without resorting to the whip. " That will start immediately with you having the privilege of making lunch for us under the Head Chef's supervision. I'm in the mood for chili dogs. "

Then he looked towards Silver. " What about you? I'll have him fix whatever you want no matter how complex it is. " Anything at all.


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Okay, so maybe he wasn't sorry. At least he tried, right? Looking sheepishly at Scourge, he sat up and tried to get out once his arms were free. He'd attempt to climb out and stand then, mindful of the remaining restraints on his feet. He had to be careful not to take too big of steps or else he would fall down. Now, what to do with him, indeed; it was in that moment Sonic looked like he was bracing himself for something. Whatever it was that Scourge was going to do to him. Tense, and his spines erect and on end, he listened to him as he explained his new position. Silver? The blue hedgehog glanced briefly towards the other before looking back again.

W-Wait a second, there was a way to treat him even more like crap? ...Well, he wasn't sure how this was different yet, aside from others having access to him as well. This may be a very bad thing, but he wouldn't go easy on anyone that'd try to make a fool out of him. If he was capable of disobeying Scourge, anyone else wouldn't have a chance of using such a wild spirit. Silver, however, was a different story. He had those spooky mind powers. But he didn't seem too confrontational. Considering he seemed genuinely sorry for having to bring him back to his Master, Sonic couldn't feel spite towards him. The poor guy had no choice in this, not since the moment he was born.


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That was the plan, huh? Cruel and very unusual, but effective. For now, he was the "pretend" pleasure slave, as well as a sort of mentor (if it could even be called that). As for Sonic, well...he couldn’t say he wanted his job. Even with the look Sonic shot him, Silver refused to look him in the eye. He could barely look anyone in the eye anymore. Even with his theoretical "higher up" position, he still felt lower than most. Comes with the territory.

Of course, to say he was actually allowed to choose what he ate was a surprise. Caught completely off guard, Silver didn’t know what to say at first. "Err, uh..." His body had grown used to running on little food. Actually, he wasn’t very hungry at all. "N-nothing master...I don’t need anything."


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Scourge was quick to catch one thing that Sonic did. The moment his feet touched the ground he gave the chain a harsh yank forward in an attempt to force him down. Nuh uh! " From now on you'll be staying on your hands and knees whenever you're in my prescience. You'll only be allowed on your feet where I can see you if you're carrying something for me or Silver. " Since he really and truly planned on putting Sonic to work following this latest mishap he wouldn't restrict Sonic when he was out of his sight and working for the other members of the household. He needed to be on his feet for the cleaning, the cooking, and repairing various things throughout the house. Essentially he planned on having Sonic work from the moment he woke up in the morning to the time he went to sleep about twelve hours later. Sonic had better just give in. He wasn't even going to allow Sonic back in the estate if he didn't crawl through the door.

Silver's response that he hadn't really wanted anything made him only slightly disappointed. " Well if you want anything later just have Sonic bring it to you. " The white hedgehog was a stark contrast to the blue one that would be crawling behind them shortly. His shyness got to him in another way. He wished there was some way to make the hedgehog open up to him. Similar to how he believed Sonic could be a good Pleasure Slave deep down he believed that this completely submissive slave had some semblance of a personality inside his trembling body or behind those fearful eyes. He just had to find a way to coax it out.

Tug. Tug. That would be Sonic's warning that he was on the move. Again Scourge told Silver to Heel to his right side while he lead Sonic along behind even Silver on the left. Good luck crawling up those stone stairs. " Since you're not really hungry maybe we should skip eating lunch down in the Dining Hall. It's a wide open space that has a lonely feeling when it's just the two of us.

" I think we can take the time it takes for him to make lunch to get to know each other in my personal quarters. "


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The sudden pull on his chain was enough to make him go down to his knees. The pressure on his neck left it feeling sore again as a hand rose up to pry at the collar in a brief attempt to get around it to soothe his throat. Looking up at Scourge as he explained just how literal he was about all of this, Sonic looked a bit panicked. He felt totally embarrassed that he was going to have to be forced to walk around in such a manner. The leash thing was humiliating enough. Those beige cheeks gradually turned red as he furrowed his brows, trying to ignore his own humility in order to get on with this. He was in enough trouble without pushing it even further. Sonic wouldn't object. As much as it pained his pride to do so, he'd follow the two inside and make Scourge something to eat. At this rate, the green hedgehog couldn't be too careful about his food. Sonic was seriously thinking about doing something to it. That is, if he could get away with it.


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Out of the corner of his eye, Silver watched Sonic be brought to his knees. Talk about humiliating. This must be literal torture for the blue hedge. Once the Heel command was issued, Silver was immediately in position. He didn’t seem to mind not going to the dining hall but it was the so-called "quality time" that made him nervous. "Of...of course..." What else could he say? Those stone steps made him pause in his thoughts, wondering how in the world Sonic would even get up them. Glancing back and mouthing the phrase "I’m sorry" at the hedgehog once again, hopefully out of Scourge’s line of sight.


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Someone was going to be supervising Sonic in the kitchen. The Head Chef was usually in charge of making meals for the Hedgehog Family and implored the use of slaves to do minor jobs. Cleaning, retrieving, timing, and setting the food up to serve. They handled the food during the actual cooking process very little for the same reasons that Sonic made have been thinking about right now. If something were to happen to Scourge then the culprit could be picked out rather quickly. Only the Head Chef and Sonic would handle the food for lunch. Needless to say the slave who attacked Scourge yesterday and tried to escape from him today would look more suspicious then the one who cooked for him every day for more then a decade.

First they had to deliver Sonic to the kitchen wing so he could do his job. " Hey Helga! " He called into one of the rooms on the kitchen wing from the hallway. A hefty looking arctic fox with hardened eyes lumbered around the corner. " I want you to give this slave a good workout for me. "


The fox looked down at the blue hedgehog questionably. " This is the slut you picked for the lovin', yah? " Her accent was thick. Must have been from the Kingdom of Mercia. " You hadn't had him ah week yet. " And then the vixen gave him a toothy grin. " He could not please you, m'lord? "

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Scourge just grinned as he handed the leash over. He was used to Helga's rather straightforward matter of speech. It was one of the reasons he favored her over the older chefs. The other was because she appeared to be a size HHH. " You can say that. " Green was a bit too prideful to admit that he never actually tried to go there with him. Had a reputation to protect. " You can give 'em a good workout if you want. " He winked.


Helga instinctively tugged the crawling hedgehog towards her at that. " Ah ... so he is now with the Black Collar? I will be keeping that in mind. He is rather cute crawling around like ze little animal down there. " She reached down for him to give him one or two pats on the top of the head. Then she took a hold of his nose rather abruptly to pinch it. This was the -other- reason he liked Helga. " You are not to be causing trouble to Mistress Helga, yah!? There are 1374 different instruments here for Helga to discipline de naughty hedgehog with! " And she knew how to use every single one of them with a Master's proficiency. She would not let go of him until she got a response. The right response!

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Crawling on such unforgiving stone steps was hard. There couldn't have been enough carpet to go around to make up for it once they actually got inside. The kitchen was devoid of that, however. He was already uncomfortable from walking around like this. He was eager to have Scourge leave and wait for him so he could stand up and prepare his meal. That's when they ran into... Helga. Sonic looked up at the vixen, surprised at her size. Even more taken aback by her aggressive tone and choice of words, his ears became more distinct in their position. More pinned than folded from before to express frustration. When he caught Scourge winking at her as if to suggest something, Sonic opened his mouth, gawking at the idea.

"Oi!" He barked, immediately silencing himself. Can't forget the heat of trouble he was already in. Raising his voice at Scourge now would only ensure more misery later. Looking back at the big busted lady, he nodded awkwardly at her when she addressed him.


Helga nearly ripped the clip of the leash from his collar when she detached it. The moment it was off the hedgehog was shoved to the ground with little regard for his condition or safety. " To the back ... " She growled, baring fangs at him before gesturing for him to go into the back with a firm finger. " Touch nothing until I am there with you. " Once she gave him his orders she talked briefly with Scourge and his other slave. The shy white hedgehog was given a moist cheesecake muffin after being called a 'Good Boy' for his patience throughout their transaction. She had a feeling that her Lord and the young one would become well acquainted while she worked this blue one over.

Having dealt with the Lord she now went deeper into the kitchen to deal with the hedgehog. " On your feet, curd! Your Master has given be permission to command you fully. " She barked at him. Geeze! She treated Scourge and even Silver much different then she treated him. " We are now going to be making de chili dogs for your Master. You will do exactly what I saw or you will get de spoon. " What was the spoon? He didn't want to know what the spoon was. It was terrible.

" Now you are to be getting the equipment for me. We need chopping block, bowl, saucepan, dutch oven, concluder, cookie sheet, and kettle of water. Gather them quickly from around de kitchen and put them on the counter. I will be fetching de food ingredients. If I am to be finished before you you will get spoon! " What was spoon, really?


OOC Notes: From here the story will branch. Scourge and Silver will have their own RP and Sonic and Helga will have their own. They'll meet up and the RP will continue as usual.
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Sonic: Geez, this gal wasn't a lady at all. She had quite the muscle behind that flab as well. Being shoved down, Sonic looked up at her, not really scared just yet, but indeed nervous. She didn't have to tell him twice for him to crawl away from them. Any time by himself seemed best at this point. This fox was crazy!

Once Sonic was out of sight of Scourge, however, he was already on his face by the time the chef came back. Sonic was only fortunate that he actually knew how to make chilli dogs before. Otherwise, he would have probably forgotten one or two of those things, or be forced to ask her to recall the items she requested.

His disadvantage was that he didn't know where anything was here. That wouldn't have mattered much if the restraints he had didn't hinder his speed. He couldn't actually run around the kitchen as fast. He had to take small steps to be sure he didn't trip over himself.

Sonic mock-saluted at the old bag and headed around her to start looking for a chopping block. That was easily spotted nearby a sink. Someone must've left it out whereas everything else was hidden behind drawers or cabinets. Well, aside from the dutch oven, and he had to retrieve the water from the kettle himself.

By the time he had found everything, at least a couple of minutes had rolled by. He got the water last, setting the kettle down on the cabinet. Throughout the entire time, he tried to keep an eye on Helga to make sure she hadn't beat him to the punch. As curious as he was to find out what the hell she was talking about, he wasn't so sure he wanted to experience the 'spoon' himself.


Helen: Going to the refrigerator was much easier then having to circle around the kitchen multiple times to get everything. From the refrigerator she retrieved some ground beef, beans, tomatoes, onions, garlic, and butter. Spices were grabbed from the rack to make it a good combination of sweet and spicy. For the buns she didn't have to make them from scratch. There was some starter for the buns resting in one of the high cabinets that she put down on her way to the counter. It was true. Even with Sonic restrained as he was he managed to finish a few seconds earlier then her.

Still she slipped two fingers into her cleavage briefly as she approached him. The 'spoon' she was talking about was a long metal bar spoon that was used for making drinks. It could also be used for disciplining slaves. Allow her to demonstrate. She took a swing on him to bop him on the head between the ears soon as she got into range. Helga usually used sharp popping hits to discipline the slaves. Something similar to how a nun disciplines a student.

" Idiot. " She huffed at him, fur bristling. " You were supposed to put it on -that- counter! " She gestured to the counter beside the stove that she were to be cooking on. There were actually two counters to either side of the stove on the side opposite of where he laid down the equipment. One had the food ingredients already gathered. The other? It was empty and presumably where he was supposed to put the tools down before.

" Move it immediately! " And to that she promptly prodded him with the fork-side of the spoon. Poke. Poke. Poke!

Sonic: "Hey!" Sonic yipped after being swatted on the head, raising a hand up immediately after to give his noggin a soothing rub. He looked defensive, confused as to why she'd lash out when he gathered everything up on time. Well, now he wasn't so curious about the spoon. Far more annoying than it was fearful.

"Next time be more specific then." Sonic huffed, definitely not seeing this as *his* fault. She should have told him which one if it had made a difference. Maybe next time she'd give better directions. It was only too bad he couldn't swat her back with anything. Well, he supposed he could, but he didn't exactly believe in hitting girls ... even though she didn't look like much of one.

He went for the chopping, irritated as she kept poking him. "I'm going, I'm going. Sheesh."


Helga: WHACK! He just earned himself another one of those sharp smacks for his insolence. This time she aimed for the tip of his black nose as she glared down at him. Helga's hefty size gave her quite the advantage over other mobians. She had to be at least a foot taller then him and way too wide for him to wrap his arms around comfortably. What she lacked in speed she seemed to make up in power like many who were bigger then the 'standard' mobian size. It translated well into her punishments. " No backtalk! A slave has only one thing to say at the end of any conversation and that is 'Yes Mistress'. " Or Master depending on the gender of the Free he was serving. Anything else was simply unacceptable.

He would learn that quickly.

Helga mercifully went to her work when she sent Sonic on her way this time. Helga had to chop up the onions, garlic, and tomatoes while Sonic re-situated the cooking gear. Without looking at him she issued her orders. " Fill de saucepan with some water to boil on High. Set the dutch oven on Medium. " She still had that hardened tone to her voice but it came out a lot softer this time. Helga must have been concentrating her on own work now and couldn't properly channel her anger. " And set the oven for four hundred degrees. "

Sonic: Scourge only once got him to call him Master. This chick would have to try a whole lot more in order to get an ounce of respect from him. Though, he was compliant at least, mostly because he just wanted to get this over with. He didn't think cooking would be so bad before, until he met this weirdo.

Another whack made him grit his teeth, threatening a headache. His hands balled into fists at his sides but he remained still, not lashing out. Again, she was only lucky because she was a girl!

However, there was no way he was calling her Mistress. Instead, he kept silent, moving everything over to his new station. Once he did, he started abiding by her orders, albeit reluctantly. At least this was a job he could do without feeling totally ashamed. He filled the sauce pan with some water just like she requested, using it from the kettle. He set it on high before setting the dutch oven on medium. He also set the oven to four hundred degrees, staying on his toes to readily obey her next order. So far, not so difficult.


Helga: Making Chili Dogs wasn't difficult at all ... when they aren't made from scratch. All of Scourge's chili dogs were made almost completely from scratch with fresh ingredients. The bread was baked, the hot dogs were made, and the chili sauce was made the old fashioned way as opposed to using a can. This may have been the reason why Scourge's chili dogs tasted so different from the ones Sonic were used to. They were made with almost completely different ingredients.

Helga trusted Sonic with rolling the bread into buns to put it in the oven. She worked on making the hot dogs and prepping the chili sauce. Along the way her criticisms of Sonic's skill were seething.

" You're adding too much flour! " And then was Spoon.

" You're not kneading it correctly! " And more Spoon.

" This loaf is not of even thickness! " And even more Spoon.

" How could you serve this to your Master!? " And once again there was Spoon.


Eventually Helga regulated him to pots and pan duty while she formed the loaves herself. His job was rather simple. Apply soap and water to the dishes in the sink to wash them then put them on the rack. She threatened him with the Spoon again. This time if the dishes were not up clean up to her exceptionally high standard.

Sonic: Sonic thought it'd be easy. He was confident that he could make a good chilli dog; little did he know how Helga prepared them! He's never made a chilli dog from scratch before. No wonder he had to gather up so much stuff. Considering the taste of the one he ate yesterday, he supposed it was worth it. That is, if he was fixing it for himself, not for Scourge. He knew after what he did, he wouldn't be tasting another one for a really long time. He was actually surprised the guy hadn't exploded on him yet, or immediately start beating him the second they arrived home. Even though he was given this new position, he just expected more... violence. Not that he was complaining. He got enough of that from Helga anyway.

That spoon was annoying at first but now things were getting painful! After being hit on the head at the same place multiple times, he was starting to get really sore. Thank goodness she missed the area Maggie managed to hit him on. That went for his hands too whenever he'd try to block the spoon coming at him. She'd just hit him on the knuckles then anyway, making him yip. To everything she said, he almost always barked at her with something else. Usually placing the blame on her for not being more specific, or complaining that he had never done this before to begin with. What did she expect?

Finally given pots and pan duty, Sonic took a lot out on those dishes. He scrubbed them after mixing up the soap water, using a wash cloth and making sure to rub them dry right after. One at a time he stacked the rack, ears lowered in tension. Needless to say, he wasn't having fun.


Helga: Work wasn't supposed to be 'fun'! A real slave was supposed to work for their keep in Helga's opinion so Sonic's new lowly position suited him well. He just had to learn to do something correctly. At least once did she correct his form on washing the dishes. Fortunately enough for him she was too far away to give him Spoon when she did. It was one of the few verbal exchanges they'd have that didn't end with him being hit.

Thirty minutes of prep later and the food was well on its way cooking. Goddess knows what Scourge or Silver could have been doing during that time but it was really none of the worker's business. In another thirty minutes the food would be finished and cooled enough to take up to the young Lord. At that time it would be a little after noon which was the standard lunch time for all of the other workers and slaves.

Guess it was only right to feed Sonic after all of his hard work.

" Slave ... it is being the lunch time for you. " For the first time since Scourge left Helga's voice appeared to be calm. " You will be eating your lunch and get back to work. " Suppose this would be the closest thing Sonic got to a break. Helga crossed the room to dig into the cabinets close to the refrigerator.

What she pulled out ... was a tin can.

Sonic: Sonic wasn't sure he wanted to know what the others were doing, but eventually he'd have to bring Scourge his food. Did that mean he'd have to go through that whole kneeling thing in order to reach him it? Best not forget that. In the meantime, Sonic had his own business to focus on in order to avoid Helga's ridiculous wrath. Fortunately, he got through the dishes without much trouble.

As his break rolled around, he was surprised he was given any. His ears perked up, wishing immediately he'd be able to get a bite of one of those chilli dogs. They smelled so good, it nearly made his mouth water. Unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen.

Looking questioningly at her as she revealed an unappetitizing can of meat, he frowned. "That's it?" He eyed her with obvious dismay. Hesitantly, he'd take it from her if she was to hand it out to him. "How long do I get for lunch?" Maybe he could scope out the kitchen and sneak himself some real food.

Looking back at what was offered, he imagined it wouldn't taste good at all. Well... at least he was being fed.


Helga: " You get water. " And nothing else. Juice was reserved for those higher up in the social chain. Other then that he'd have to make due with what he was offered. Three cans of this generic meat a day with water. That was the standard for the average slave and the reason Silver was surprised to recieve actual food earlier.

Helga didn't hand Sonic the can directly. It had to be properly served. From another cabinet she pulled out what could distinctively be called a dog dish among other dog dishes and even regular plates. The can was opened by its tab and unceremoniously dumped into the dish where it landed with a wet and sickening plop. The meat inside of the can looked grayish brown with a little bit of juice from the preservatives. Must be as delicious as it tastes.

When she finished gathering the 'food' and water in another dish she didn't hand it to him even then. She just placed it on the floor in front of his feet where he'd been expected to eat. " Five minutes. " She answered his second question finally. " You are not allowed to leave from my sights under further punishment from both me and your Master. " Those were the rules. Sonic was already in trouble so it was in his best interest not to cause anymore problems.

Sonic: How could anyone live on that? Sonic would certainly lose his strong figure without proper diet and exercise! Then again, if it wasn't for his parents insisting he'd eat healthier, he could have lived on junk food. It was all that running that helped keep him in shape. Now that too seemed to have been taken away from him. At least before he didn't have these restraints...

Sonic was a bit appalled when Helga didn't just reach him the can. Watching and looking clearly insulted at her actions, he narrowed his eyes in a huff. Was that supposed to be a joke? He wasn't really going to eat out of that, or drink from the bowl.

Sonic squatted down to pick up the two bowls and sit on the counter. He wondered where he recalled spotting a fork, which drawer, but then looked back at the meat. He wasn't so sure he'd be able to get through the serving anyway. He had a feeling it'd taste as bad as it looked, so he'd simply use his finger to pinch off a very small piece to nibble first. Hopefully, it was something he could at least get down, and stay down.


Helga: The food only looked a little raunchy. In reality the food was actually pretty healthy. It was also actually 'food' and not simply artificial things thrown together with a vague resemblance to food. Slave Food was made from the pieces of food that the Free normally didn't eat. Trimmings of meat, poor grade grain, and fruits and vegetables past their prime mixed together with vitamins and minerals depending on the make of the batch. As a commercially made product it met some kind of standard even if it did not meet Sonic's own.

Helga was quick to reprehend him this time. When he turned to get his fork out of the drawer she moved his bowls from the counter back to the floor. An explanation was ready when he turned around ... along with the spoon.

This time she just snatched his wrist and went from there. Knuckles, fingers, and palms were not safe from the wraith of those popping smacks. The grip on his wrist was tight, too. She grabbed him right below the restraint on that arm. " Drop it. Drop it. DROP IT! " Each time her request was met with a smack on the wrist. " Have you no sense at all? Have you completely lost your mind!? You do not each your food on the counters the Free's food is prepared on and you do NOT eat with their silverware! "

" I hath never seen such a disrespectful little cretin in all of my years in this Kingdom ... " If he dared challenged her on this she'd remind him of her distinctive advantage. " Your Master hath given me permission to punish you. Do not push me, slave. "

Sonic: One tap was enough to make him drop it. His hand jerked roughly, trying to retrieve it back from her's. "Hey!" He barked in objection, eyes wide in surprise. This woman was nuts! And she had the nerve to ask if he had lost his mind? She was the one completely brainwashed into treating other mobians as primal animals. She was no different; how could she be so mean?

"I'm not a dog, damn it." The blue hedgehog rarely cursed but after all the disappointments, it was a wonder he hadn't pulled his fur out. This woman was just so frustrating. His other hand actually made a grab for that horrible spoon of her's.

When she challenged him with punishment, he honestly looked surprised. He even paused in his actions, ears twitching. "I thought your company was the punishment!" Well, this was unfortunate. There was more? Or... rather, there could be more if he didn't keep his mouth shut. That is, if it wasn't already too late.

"Just forget it. I won't eat at all." He could skip lunch if he had to. He wasn't eating from the bowl like some mangy mut.


Helga: " You are a slave, and you will learn how to act like one! " Sonic may be dismayed to learn that the averaged purebred dog was worth more then twice what Lord Finitevus was willing to pay for him this morning. Slaves were really no more valuable then cattle even if they used to be mobians. They were bought, sold, traded, used, and in the most extreme cases slaughtered without a hint of remorse from the owners. To them their humanity ended when they received their brand. In their eyes they were now little more then animals.

Helga's response to his most recent snip was swift. She turned her body sharply and pulled him along for the ride with a twist of that wrist. Her aim was to slam his scrawny body against the edge of the counter to disorient him. Yep. Here comes the violence that Sonic thought he was missing out on earlier.

The vixen's chocolate brown eyes narrowed on him now. " Good. Then we can make good use of the remaining three minutes of our break. " There was a grin on her lips. A grin that quickly gave way to fangs. A grin that couldn't have possibly have been good for Sonic's health.

She gave his hand one more good smack when she remembered him making a grab for it before. Then she dragged him over to the stove where the young Lord's buns were almost finished baking. It was an electric stove with the little coils as burners. For no apparent reason Helga turned one of the front burners. There was nothing cooking on the stove now so it wasn't needed. The pan of chili sauce and the boiled hot dogs were cooling on the counter directly behind Helga and well out of Sonic's reach.

" You are right handed, ya? " Her voice once again dipped. This time it came out absolutely chilly. Spoon was (thankfully) put away in her cleavage to free up one of her hands. That now free hand started to work the glove that she held in her hands off tug after tug. " You will learn a lesson in respect before you are returned to your Master. De one that has bothered me most since you arrived in this place. In de next two and a half minutes you will learn to call me 'Mistress' and your Master by his title habitually. "

Sonic: A little dismayed? Sonic was heart broken to think how twisted the views of this public were. Reminding himself that somehow his parents stemmed from it, and that it was his brother in the other room, doing hell knows what was enough to make him fall into depression. Somehow though, the blue hedgehog fought that urge, and kept his spirits high. No matter what happened in life, he always looked for the positive side, knowing that life was hard on everyone, and it could always be worse. One just had to make due with what they've got and move on.

Sonic often thought of himself as lucky to have been raised in such a loving home with so many friends. Now all of it was taken away and... Sonic didn't feel so lucky anymore. His inner being was in conflict, to save himself some dignity, to stand by his morals, or to give in and feel like nothing.

"W-Wait! Hey! What are you doing?" Sonic grunted as she dragged him over towards the stove. He had been taken off guard once again by her strength when she first threw him against the counter. Now that he was in her clutches, he found it near impossible to break free. Nevertheless, he fought her the entire way, digging the heels of his shoes against the floor, unfortunately getting no grip. He leaned back, trying to squirm out of her grasp. He wasn't sure what she intended to do but given that look she gave him, it certainly wasn't good.


Helga: There was a damn good reason that Helga said what she did earlier about being able to discipline a slave in over thirteen hundred ways. It was the truth. Everything in this kitchen was a weapon that she could use against an unwary slave. She'd just brought this disrespectful hedgehog to one of the worst that she had at her disposal.

They could feel the heat radiating off the coils in just a matter of seconds. Electric stoves heated up much faster then their gas counterparts which was good for cooking. Turns out that it was also good for torture. After working his glove off that hand she took a firm hold of his index finger. Her own thumb pinching the fleshy inside and the index finger steading the outside helped hold the finger steady as the insistence hand that held onto that wrist and arm pulled it towards the heated coil.

At this point her aim should have been obvious. She intended on making the tip of his finger above the nail but below the first joint touch the outermost coil. The vixen used her hefty weight to hold down his arm while she inched it forward towards the coils. Either he could cooperate and get just that precise area burned or he could flail and risk seriously burning his entire hand. Helga aimed for that particular area because that was where the skin on the hand was the thinnest and the most pain could be caused.

Helga intended on holding his hand there for three seconds: more then enough time to inflict a first bordering on second degree burn on his poor abused finger. Then she yanked it back as not to burn his finger right down to the bone. " You did not ask the question correctly, slave. " She explained darkly after the first punishment was administered.

Sonic: Sonic's quills stood on end. Ears were up in attention as his eyes widened. He could feel the heat near his hand. But surely she wouldn't go that far, would she? He was actually expecting her to press his whole hand on the burning hot coils. A finger was plenty painful enough, however.

In his panic, the blue hedgehog immediately struggled to pull back and free the lone digit from the seering hot pain. He cried out as the heat singed through thin flesh, making it raw, red and blistered. Three seconds was enough to bring some blood. Though the area was small, it was amazing how much it hurt.

"S-Stop!" He managed to yelp just as she actually jerked his hand off. Sonic took big breaths, finger tingling and still burning. He needed to run cold water on it bad, and if she'd only let go, he would have eagerly tended to himself.

Sonic didn't say anything to what she said after she took his finger off the stove. He gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the pain she brought him. His cheeks were flushed as he stared back at her, pleading through those big green eyes that she'd just let go.


Helga: Never. An important lesson had to be learned here today and she'd be the one to teach it to him. When he looked up at her those dark brown eyes of hers reflected an air of uncaring towards his position. The bridge of her snout was slightly wrinkled at his blatant display of weakness where he'd been so keen on standing up to her before. Not feeling so tough now are you, slave? This was what it felt like to know that their fate was seemingly completely at the mercy of another. In reality all he had to do was appease her once to get the release that he so desired. At this point he should have known what needed to be done. She told him twice.

Growl. When he addressed her wrong again she gave his wrist a reaffirming squeeze. The finger that she'd previously burned had been let go in favor of another one. This time she took hold of the middle finger that lay beside the index and started forward again without a word. He'd been incorrect in his speech again and for that he would be punished. Helga didn't need to explain that much to him.

This time she aimed to hold his finger against the coils for four seconds.

Helga yanked his arm away and up towards her when she pulled him away this time. The third time around was going to be his final chance if the expression on her face was any indication. Her fur bristled. " If you wish to keep function in your hand it is being in your best interest to address me as Mistress. " Next time she wouldn't be as merciful. " Have we an understanding? "

Sonic: Why'd she have to be so strong? Perhaps, if it wasn't for his cuffs, he'd be able to get out of this situation easier, or would have been able to prevent it getting this far. Sonic knew it was all in vain to reason with the fox. She was as stubborn as they come. A perfect match for his own resillience.

Now the question was, did he want to test her patience any further? The second time she scorched one of his fingers gave him his answer. Of course, if he could get out of the situation by simply calling her a name, he was going to save himself any further scarring. She held his finger there far too long, and he couldn't imagine having to endure it again.

Huffing and grunting in a pained whine as she pulled it off, Sonic bit his bottom lip, trying desperately to distract himself from his burning finger. His hand trembled in her's, over and over. As much as he'd like to keep his pride in check, Sonic quickly spat, "Yes, Mistress." Rushed and bitter beyond belief, he gave a mighty jerk with his arm to indicate she should let go now.


Helga: When he dared to try and get away from her on his own power she threatened him with the coils again. Another growl and another strong thrust in that general direction threatened that she'd not only scorch his finger but his entire palm this time. Helga had a remarkable amount of control over him despite his struggling to get away from her. Her seemingly reckless action done out of anger stopped just centimeters from the top of the coil. The high heat from the coils rising up was enough to just singe his hand this time without causing any long lasting damage. That time she issued him a warning. Overstep one's boundaries again and it would be all too real.

Then she let him go.

Helga fully expected for the slave to go scurrying off towards the sink in an attempt to prevent himself any further injury. When he did she calmly reached for the controls of the stove to turn the coils off. Her work with them was done for now. In the same movement she turned off the stove so Scourge's buns could be taken out of the oven to cool over top. Despite Helga's apparently random outburst she succeeded in not overcooking the buns over the duration. Sonic's punishment only lasted approximately fifty seconds. She had a whole minute to spare to watch his agony from across the kitchen.

Sonic: Sonic was just excited his hand slipped free of her's. The second she lunged his arm forward, he thought for sure he'd be feeling that immense pain all over again. While she did manage to burn his palm, it was only enough to flush the skin red and make it sore. It did not actually break or scar like his unfortunate fingers. They took the brute of the treatment and would need a lot more than cold water.

Still, that was the first place he headed, as she might have expected. Using his good hand to turn on the faucet, Sonic put his whole hand under the running water. His hand shook, fingers continuing to burn, and his palm felt hot. His palm was eased by the cool temperature now running over it, but his fingers only felt marginally better.

He gripped the sink with his good hand, bowing his head and watching as the water fell over his index and middle finger, studying the damage with a grimace on his face. He couldn't believe the extent of cruelty people were willing to jump to. Sonic swallowed hard, hoping the cold would help numb the pain. It did, but not fully. The longer he left his hand under the faucet though, the better.


Helga: Helga's voice boomed at him once again abruptly. " Enough. " As in turn off the water and step away from the faucet before she drives his head into the sink or something just as gruesome. Had she been keeping track of how much water he used to clean his own wounds? He better believe it. " You just surpassed your allotment of water today. " Which was three gallons in case he was curious. A gallon and a half to drink with his meals and whatever was left for relief from work or even to shower with.

Yes. To shower with. Water wasn't free.

If he refused to move then she'd push away from the stove and approach him in a threatening matter. Goddess only knows what she'll do to him if she got her hands on him again. He'd best to do what she said to save the rest of his fingers let alone his hide.

"Your break time is also up. Tis too bad, really, because now Mistress Helga will not bandage your poor little fingers. " There was a wickedly mocking grin on her lips when she hissed those words out. It was almost as if she took the utmost delight in his suffering. " Since you are Mr. Tough Guy Slave you will not be fed again until dinner time if Master permits it. Begin again by taking your food dish to the trash and your water dish to the sink. " And she'd be watching him closely while the chili dogs cooled for signs of any shenanigans.

Sonic: She had to be kidding! Sonic gawked at her, thinking that at least this should have been an exception. She's the one that hurt his hand, after all! He couldn't just ignore those burns. But apparently, she was willing to, nor allowing him to bandage his fingers. Sonic didn't actually back away until she loomed at him. That's when he (reluctantly) turned off the faucet and stepped back.

"But...! My hand..." He frowned, looking down at the burns. This was not something to be taken lightly. He had some serious injuries here. The second his hand came out from under the cold water, it was throbbing just as bad as before. Though his palm had let up some, his fingers still ached. Seeing the look on the wench's face, he knew she could care less, if not sadistic enough to take pleasure in his current discomfort. Biting his tongue from yelling at her, he grabbed his bowl with his good hand, tempted to toss the whole thing into the trash, but dumping out the disgusting food instead. He grabbed his water bowl next after putting his other one on the counter, and let it drop roughly in the sink.
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Silver: If Scourge tried hard enough, he might have been able to feel uneven skin underneath the fur. Scars from numerous whippings and lashes, though unlike his master’s Silver’s scars weren’t visibly noticeable. Only felt though the stroking of his fur. Silver had to admit, the gentle motions did feel nice. His terrified look slowly began to die away, turning into a dazed and confused look. Eyes half closed, the white hedgehog’s grip on the couch below him loosened as he began to relax and drop his guard.

"I’m okay..." So far, no weak spots. Silver was too distracted by his master’s gentle motions and the burning in his cheeks to realize he was purring slightly. He wouldn’t notice it for a while. The part of his chest that was underneath his large fluff had never been touched before. The fluff also served as a sort of hiding place for two things Scourge might be looking for.


Helga: Helga stood tall when the hedgehog tried to rationalize his actions. Enough means enough. The only words that should have come from his lips after she told him to stop were - " Yes, Mistress. " - which she reminded him of with a sharp tone. Once again he was too far away from her to deliver an immediate punishment. If he had been within range she would have went for his injured hand and a lemon wedge. Let's see how good his hand felt after she rubbed the juice of that lemon into his wounds. This time he wouldn't have any water to rinse it off with unless Scourge permitted it.

" Suck it up, slave. " She tsked him with a brief show of her fangs when he wouldn't even work with the hand that she injured thoroughly. " You do not want to appear weak in front of your Master, yah? " What would he do or say about his injuries when he saw Scourge next? That the mean ol' lady burned him because he was acting like a spoiled child? Scourge wouldn't care. She knew him far better then he ever would. " Kneel in de corner. Ah do not want you to get your tainted blood all over the Lord's food. " Which meant that she had to do the remainder of the preparation and actual assembly of the chili dogs herself.

Scourge: Scourge felt the impressions under his skin that must have been scars. They reminded him that he overlooked the traditional ten lashes that a slave was supposed to receive when they first came into the House. He was so angry with Sonic that he completely forgot that Silver was new. After brief contemplation he decided not to whip Silver ... yet. The green hedgehog wanted to build some trust with his shy slave. He couldn't get there by beating him so senselessly when he'd yet to do anything seriously wrong.

Speak of the devil. Scourge's ears rose sharply to the faint sound of a scream. Sonic must have found Helga's 'on' switch already. The very idea made his ears drop in knowing that he had to go downstairs to make sure the former dominatrix didn't chop any of the unsuspecting blue hedgehog's limbs off. Just when they were making progress, too.

He was okay with this? " Then I'll pet you more later. " Tonight when they wouldn't have any abrupt interruptions. Scourge started his way back up across the white hedgehog's breastbone one last time. His fingers crept up the front of his neck to lightly scratch at the fur under and around his collar. It ended with taking his chin gently in his fingers to direct his head, and his lips, into one more kiss. Short and to the point he did not even have time to bring his tongue into the action. A quick peck and it was over.

Already he rolled off the couch. " Come on, babe. " He patted his right thigh to signal that he wanted him to Heel. " Let's go check up on the stupid one. "


Sonic: Sonic had no intention of saying anything to Scourge. He'd bring him his food and that was that. Of course, he didn't expect things to run so smoothly. He wasn't sure what the green hedgehog would do once he returned to him. Perhaps nothing, at least, until he's finished with his chilli dogs. Sonic had no intention of openly whining abiout his hand when he confronted him either. He'd deal with it with no other option, and wouldn't ask for assistance when he knew to expect similar treatment that Helga showed him.

The idea of flexing his fingers any was a pain and he didn't want to add any pressure on them so he'd spare his hand from any labor. Fortunately, the fox would too while finishing the preparations for their Master. Sonic resided himself in the corner, plopping down on his knees and leaning his back against the wall. He kept his hands on his lap, looking down at his injured hand with a sigh. Drops of blood were still oozing from his fingers, something he tried to ignore but decided he needed something to compress there. This made him consider his glove and where it had went. He wasn't sure where Helga put it after burning his hand but sought to retrieve it while she went about her own business.


Silver: His ear twitched. Well, at least that signaled something was going on. Though a scream from downstairs wasn’t exactly what he had in mind. The good news was that it had pulled Scourge away from him for the moment. That was weird. And yet somehow relaxing. Oh well. Shaking his head to snap out of his dazed state, Silver stood up and immediately got by his master’s side. He nodded. The stupid one...right.

Once they got down there, seeing the state Sonic’s hand was in, Silver just wanted to go over and bandage it up, if only not to look at the wound anymore. That was something he forgot to mention to Scourge when he’d asked him about training. Silver could dress wounds pretty well too. Funny, he wasn’t expecting the kitchen to become a war zone. Looking at Scourge in confusion then back at Sonic. What a strange slave.


Scourge: Honestly he expected there to be a lot more blood when he came into the kitchen. He took a peek in first to make sure there was nothing overly gory in there before walking in with Silver. He didn't immediately spot Sonic but when he did he spotted his injury right away. " Ah. You used the stove again. " Somehow he didn't seem at all surprised that Helga hurt his slave.

" Mm ... " He looked over his shoulder towards Silver and gestured over to Sonic. " There's a First Aide Kit in the first cabinet. Can you patch that up? " To be truthful he didn't want to get any blood on his hands, either. Not because he had the same feelings as Helga and didn't want to touch the bodily fluids of a slave but because he was about to eat and didn't want to wash his hands twice. After sending Silver off on his task he headed over to the sink. Immediately he noticed that Sonic's food and water bowl were in the sink. " He ate already? "


Helga: Helga was just putting the last bits of chili onto the four chili dogs that she made. " He would not eat. "

Scourge: Scourge groaned his agitation with that. " I wish he wouldn't waste food. In the very least he could have put it back in the refrigerator. " The way he worded it made it seem like it was more Sonic's fault that the transaction went down that way then Helga's. Why wouldn't it be? Whatever happened was almost always the slave's fault.

Sonic: Sonic was actually surprised Scourge recommended his hand get bandaged. He thought that he wouldn't care at all and simply overlook it. He was, though did not voice it, grateful for that. The blue hedgehog glared daggers at Helga, however. He couldn't find his glove but he wouldn't need it so much now anyway. Still, he liked his gloves! Sonic, having been standing at the time, looked expectantly at the white hedgehog. He had already forgotten that he should be on his hands and knees in front of Scourge. Fortunately, he remembered at the last second, and rested back down on his knees again for Silver to come to him.

" She told me to throw it away. " Sonic huffed, hoping to pin some kind of blame on the wretched woman. Working under her conditions was almost impossible. She had a horrible attitude and no matter what he did, looked for a reason to whack him with that annoying spoon.


Silver: Oh good, so he could take care of the wound. "Yes master." Now that he had a job to do, Silver went over to said cabinet and took out the first aid kit, heading over to Sonic afterwards. Dropping to his knees and gently taking Sonic’s hand in his own, he pulled out a packet of wet cloths, quickly cleaning off the blood before starting on the actual burns. Silver sifted though the kit again and pulled out some burn cream. Hopefully this was enough. "This may sting a little bit," he whispered to the blue hedgehog before applying the cream to his burned hand.

He wouldn’t be surprised if it did sting. He could smell the alcohol on those cloths but it was the most efficient way to clean a wound before applying the cream. Once that was taken care of, the bandaging part was the easiest. "There. Once it heals a little bit, I’d soak it under cold water for a while." Nervously scratching his cheek before standing up.


Helga: Helga was quick to cover her own tracks. The swift way she replied seemed to suggest that she had a defense ready from the moment she ordered him to do it. " He broke etiquette by putting the bowl on the counter. Then he tried to eat it with one of your expensive flatware pieces. It was too tainted to even offer to the other slaves. " She explained smoothly as she put the finishing touches on the chili dogs. All the problems they've had withstanding the batch turned out pretty decent. They were acceptable to present to the Noble.

Scourge: He listened to what she had to say with a from. " I see ... " Sonic was so far out of his element that it seemed like he'd never be able to get where he wanted him to be. What could he do about this? Would more punishment even work against someone so mind numbingly defiant as the blue hedgehog. " We'll see how he feels about eating the Slave Food our way tomorrow morning. No dinner for him tonight. "

Helga: Looks like Sonic's plan backfired miserably. Helga could hardly contain herself. " Yes m'lord. " She presented herself and her work proudly. " Despite all de problems we were able to complete your lunch. The usual made up to your usual standards. " The vixen gestured over to the counter that had the platter of chili dogs on them.

Scourge: Scourge could smell them before he even came in. That would certainly help him get into a better mood! " They look delicious. " And they smelled divine. " I think we'll eat them out on the patio to-day ... " It was then that he noticed he forgot his beer upstairs. Damn it. He didn't even open that one! He addressed his slaves separately. " I hate to sound redundant, Silver, but could you get me a beer out of the fridge over there. Get somethin' to drink for yourself, too. That's an order. " He can't refuse to take anything this time. He ordered him not to.

As for Sonic? He locked eyes with him briefly. " Bring the tray. You're only allowed to get on your knees, by the way. "


Sonic: "But!" Sonic started to object, grinding his teeth together, and reconsidering. No matter how much he tried to reason, it only seemed to get him in bigger trouble in the long run. He couldn't believe he was going to be starved today. Like what he was forced to eat was hardly enough anyway. Sonic's ears drooped bitterly, turning his attention to Silver as he dressed his wounds. He frowned, tensing at the alcohol. Like he warned, it did sting very bad. He hissed between his teeth, trying to ignore it before he applied the cream. The pressure of the bandage was felt briefly before blending in with the background. The sting was still present with his fingers, and his palm was still sore, but at least they were properly addressed and would heal a lot faster. At Silver's recommendations, he grumbled a "Thank you", only frustrated he'd have to get along like this, not at all at the white hedgehog.

As Scourge gave them their orders, Sonic reluctantly turned his attention to the tray. It would be hard to hold with one sore hand so he had to be careful. He had to watch his balance too since he wasn't able to stand. Rising on his knees, and trying to ignore what soreness they too were from crawling on harsh stone, he went over to the counter, trying not to picture how ridiculous he looked. Reaching out with his good hand, he pulled the tray carefully off the counter to rest against his other forearm. This way, he didn't have to use his hand, but his good one to help hold and position the tray there. Once he was ready, he'd follow them out whenever they were.


Silver: Silver wasn’t sure who Sonic’s anger was directed at. Seemed like everyone, even himself with that last statement. Not like he was expecting anything for it though. With a sigh and a quiet "I don’t mind," to his master, Silver searched the fridge for any kind of beer. Now he had to pick something out for himself however. That was odd. He wasn’t sure what to get, all these ‘fancy’ drinks were so foreign to him.

"Um..." He eventually settled on a ginger ale since his stomach was still a little upset from that muffin. That...and the weird events that transpired in Scourge’s quarters barely five minutes ago. Silver had unfortunate memories acting exactly as Sonic did when he first started out as a slave. It was something to get used to. Sonic had yet to see that.


Scourge: This was going to be tough ...

Scourge only gave Sonic a passing glance to ensure that he was getting along the best he could. Even after Helga burned the Holy Hell out of his hand he was still willing to backtalk her. To backtalk him. He caught the glare that the vixen threw in his direction when he started to speak up yet again. The only thing that stopped Helga from jumping on him yet again was his prescience. What he wanted overrode whatever Helga wanted in the social hierarchy and she was well aware of that. Right now he wanted Sonic to shut up. It was for his own good. When he brushed his fingers against the pockets of his jackets he felt the gag that he ordered Maggie to get for him yesterday. For the second time he was actually considering using it.

He waited up for Silver and thanked him quietly for the drink. Then he started forward without waiting for Sonic to catch up. He'd at least be able to see them most of the time if he weren't able to keep up. They were going down the hallway towards the Grand Lobby and across to the public areas. On one side were rooms leading deeper into the mansion. On the other side were glass doors leading out into the gardens outside. Scourge took the first door out and held it long enough for Silver to make it through.

Green let it go on Sonic.

" So ... " He expected there to be an awkward silence between them thanks to the previous incident. He tried to break the ice by talking about positive things. " How do you like things so far? I'll give you the Grand Tour of the estate after we get Blue back there situated at his next assignment. " Green said as he lead them out onto one of the many garden patios. This one was a bit more remote then the others meant for larger parties. " I think I'll let him hand out with Ollie the Gardener for a while. There's some trees on the edge of the estate that need to be cut down. " And he'd be working without food and water on a fairly warm day.


Sonic: What wouldn't have seemed like a very long walk at all became much more tedious for the blue hedgehog having to shuffle along on his knees. The last thing he wanted to do was drop the tray but Scourge didn't make that very easy on him when no one held the door open for him. He was so far behind, he supposed he didn't expect it much. It was only unfortunate, as the blue hedgehog sighed, pausing for a moment to figure out what to do. Sonic carefully sat down the tray on the floor, using his good hand to reach up and open the door. He turned around, moving backwards so that he was in the way and his spines would keep the door open for him to squeeze through. His legs helped a lot with that as well so when he bent over to retrieve the tray, he wouldn't have the door closing on him again. Sonic picked it up, scooting it along his other forehand, tongue out and gnawed on in effort.

He missed whatever Scourge had to say to Silver. The second he made it through and walked painfully along on his knees, he looked for a place to lay the tray so he wouldn't have to hold it anymore.


Silver: Oooh...ouch. As much as he wanted to catch the door, Scourge had already shut it. Throwing Sonic an apologetic look, he wanted to reopen the door and let him out (Silver knew how it was working with burned hands) but couldn’t since he was ordered to follow. At least it looked like Sonic had things under control...for now anyway. Watching him squirm his way out before turning back to Scourge.

"It’s nice...very nice." he muttered softly. A lot better than being with Finitevus, that was for sure. While he was still treated like a slave, it wasn’t as bad as before. So far. Who knew how long that would last. Taking another sip of his ginger ale before looking it over, wondering if it was allowed to save it for later. Maybe...save it for someone who really needed it. After everything the blue hedgehog would be going through today, he’d certainly need it more than Silver did.


Scourge: The point of his cruelty was for Sonic to quickly learn that he was in no position to decide what to do for himself in his position. Only when he realized that his well being completely depended on his Master (himself) could they begin the actual learning process. At the Finishing School they called this stage the 'breaking' stage. They needed to break down a slave almost completely before building them back up again. Some slaves were much easier to break then others but they all went through a similar process. A more through method of breaking needed to be used on such a strong spirit. If Silver tried to interenve he'd be punished. Surely he could see that this was for the other hedgehog's own good.

Nodding in recognition to Silver's words he explained the perks that came from living here. " Long as you get your work done you have free run of the grounds. You can go into any room that isn't locked on the estate. " Most of the doors around the estate were open. Only the staff's private quarters, his parents seldom used quarters, and the so called 'War Room' were locked. Not even Scourge was allowed to go into the latter two places under his parent's orders.

Scourge sat down in one of the chairs and once again gestured for Silver to sit on his lap. As for Sonic? There was a table not too far from the chair that Scourge sat at but he didn't want to struggling slave to use it. He snapped to first get Sonic's attention. " Come over here and kneel. Bring the tray with you. " That's right. He intended on having Sonic just kneel and hold the chili dogs like a living table.

Sonic: Easier said than done. To ask someone to give up their freedom was a pretty big demand to ask of anyone. That included giving up their dignity, pride, and feeling utterly helpless. To have to go to someone to feel like a child for every little thing, to accept the fact that they were worth little to nothing, and deserve that, was a huge leap to make for someone that grew up believing in everyone treated equally, and living by morals he vowed he'd never lose. Especially under these conditions.

Sonic would undoubtedly be Scourge's biggest obstacle but his defeat would only make it that much more satisfying. That's to assume he broke in the end. Surely, he couldn't go through life, being treated so badly without some amount of leniency. Eventually, he'd have to give in somewhere. For the time being, he was hoping that his parents could somehow pull through for him. He was trying to hold on until he got all the answers as to his and Scourge's relationship as well, and why they'd bring up such a sadistic child.

Sonic stopped as Scourge caught his attention, looking at him, confused. He was going to sit the tray on the table but was told to come over, closer to him. Perhaps he just wanted to grab a chilli dog from it, right? He did not expect to have to kneel there and hold it the entire time. Sonic was struggling enough as it is since that long walk and trying to not drop the chilli dogs due to his sore hand.

He moved over like he said regardless, knelt, and held up the tray, quills flexing impatiently.
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It was hard to accept, but sometimes giving in was the best thing to do. Having your rights rearranged though, was a completely different story. It was hard to imagine what Sonic was going though since Silver never had any real rights to begin with, but at least he could sympathize with doing something so humiliating. The white hedgehog had asked numerous slaves who had previously been allowed freedom what it was like. Their answers confused him. He was used to being incredibly dependent. He wouldn't last a day all by himself. What was it really like, he wondered.

The act was continuing, it seemed. But a feeling of awkwardness had set in between Scourge and Silver, mostly for the latter. Nevertheless, he had to comply, taking his place on Scourge's lap. Not bothering to look either of them in the eye, unless he was asked to of course. Once he got the grand tour and actually started working, maybe that feeling would change. Still, sitting in his master's lap was incredibly odd. And that awkward feeling just wouldn't go away.
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Scourge: Scourge hardly paid attention to Sonic's semi-aggressive stance when he came over. He leaned down to take one of his chili dogs into his free hand. The other was used to make sure that Silver didn't fall when he did. An arm around his waist that loosened once he righted himself again. Following his rougher movement he started to be gentle with Silver again. His fingers stretched through the shaken hedgehog's short fur to begin doing mild stroking on one side. From the top of his hip up to where the fluffy part of his chest began. While his movements seemed passive he was feeling for something else as well. Mainly if there were any ribs poking out from under there from only having one or two meals a day as opposed to all three. Had to fatten him if he were underweight.

Silver was probably curious about the defiant one's past history so that was the next thing he caught him up on. " That guy down there's only been a slave for a day and a half. He used to live in some hick village called Knothole outside the Kingdom. The King got rid of the village in anticipation for my birthday when I become a Lord myself. They're going to build my new estate out there. " Sonic should not have expected any emotion in his voice behind the loss of the village. He didn't have a personal connection to any of those people who lived there.

Well ... at least Sonic will be in the area of his childhood home.


Sonic: Sonic was a little upset at how easily Scourge could talk about his home like that. Some hick village? Is that all he thought of it as? Little did he know his mom and dad grew up there as well. The separation of his friends and family felt a lot longer than a measely day and a half. Just the mention of Knothole made him feel homesick. Moving there in some new estate wouldn't feel the same. He hated the thought of anyone taking over the land and turning it into something else. He wouldn't say anything though. There was nothing he could say without getting punished for. But after Scourge grabbed a chilli dog, as well as Silver (if he chose to grab one) the blue hedgehog naturally moved his arms over to sit the tray on the table. He only assumed he wouldn't have to hold it the entire time, or forgot to consider any approval from Scourge first.

Silver: His ribs weren’t completely visible but Scourge could easily feel them as he raked his hand through Silver’s fur. Sonic was learning one of the hardest parts of living like this, the scarce amount of food slaves were allowed to eat. It was something the body took a long time to adapt to, especially since Sonic had barely been a slave for two days. Silver didn’t mind so much that food was so rare for him. Didn’t even mind that most of the time it was something akin to dog food. At least it was something.

Silver didn’t dare take one of the chili dogs. While they smelled wonderful, he’d never seen one before. Finitevus never ordered or ate anything like it, as far as he knew. And anyway, he hadn’t been told he could. "Knothole?" He’d never heard of it. Judging by the blue hedgehog’s expression, it was a touchy subject.


Scourge: After the initial training was over he didn't intend on withholding food from his slaves. Nobles could easily afford to feed even a large number of slaves on an average Noble budget. The problem here was that he didn't think Sonic deserved anything better until he shaped up. Silver? It may take him some time to get used to eating more. He remembered being told that slaves who ate nothing but the processed product from birth wouldn't develop much of a taste for anything else. Their bodies adapted. If his subtle encouragement failed he wouldn't push the subject. He'd just give Silver more Slave Food to improve his health and figure. Silver already had some nice curves but he felt as though he could use for a little fattening.

More cushion for the pushin', maybe.

Scourge caught what Sonic was doing early. " Hey! " He barked. See? He didn't have to hit Sonic every time to get his attention. Now if he didn't-stop then maybe a beer bottle would go in his direction. At least this time he was giving him the benefit of the doubt. " I wasn't done yet. You're supposed to ask before you do things like that. " Hell, slaves couldn't even leave their Master's sights without their expressed permission. The way they were treated really was similar to how children would be. They couldn't do anything without their daddy's permission.

His quills did raise a bit to make himself look more imposing. They settled a few moments later as he beat him to the punch. " And no; you may not put the tray down on the table. " He was going to hold it the entire time. The only mercy in it was that the tray would get lighter of time as he took more chili dogs off it.

The Lord seemed to be a good actor. He wasn't really angry when he scolded him though he sounded like it. The finishing school conditioned him into using a firmer voice when disciplining the slaves. In an instant he went from seething rage to being completely relaxed. " Yeah. I haven't heard of the place, either. " He only knew the larger Kingdoms like Echindaopolis, Mercia, Sol, and Mondoon. He imagined there were thousands of little hick villages out there in between with thousands of potential slaves no better then Blue.

His next order was an unexpected one. " Why don't you tell us a little about it, Blue? " Yes ... for once he was giving the blue hedgehog permission.


Sonic: Sonic nearly dropped the tray when he barked at him. He only lost balance on his bad side, moving his forearm up a little higher so most of the weight was supported by his good hand. He looked surprised, unsure of what he did wrong. He was usually oblivious to his actions until it was too late. Perhaps it was that impulsive nature. He hasn't been here long though, and maybe he wouldn't forget so many things. Sonic didn't see the big deal though into asking whether or not he could put the tray down. The table was directly in front of Scourge. It wasn't like he'd have to walk a mile to reach down and grab another. There'd be little to no difference! It was the thought of him doing these things to him just to seem like a jerk that got under Sonic's skin the most.

"It's hard to hold." He mumbled, straightening up and shifting the tray awkwardly to try to get more comfortable. Holding his arms up like that was enough to make them tired anyway. But unless Scourge had a sudden change of heart, he held onto it to the best of his ability. His ears would lay down in concentration, trying not to lose his grip. When Scourge actually told him to talk about his home village, he was surprised. He looked a little confused, not sure why he'd care to know about it after making fun of it just a second before. "Well..." He frowned, looking thoughtful. "It's not a hick village. It's a good village with nice people. Everyone worked together, and helped each other out. I loved the woods that surrounded it, there was always room to run. It wasn't a big booming city, but I liked it that way. You got to know more people that way, and I had a lot of friends..."

Sonic sighed; how would they ever hold up in such a different world? The answer was simple: they wouldn't. They'd all be broken and their personalities corrupted with fear and misery.


Silver: The one on the ground seemed genuinely worried. About his friends? That would make sense. So that was it, Sonic was used to freedom. With as fast as he was (or what he witnessed anyway), running in the woods must’ve been paradise. Placing his drink in his own lap while listening to Sonic talk and describe. It was hard to picture such a village. There were really places like that? Separated from large cities and companies? He wondered why the king would take prisoners from somewhere like that in the first place. "It does sound nice. Did you live there your whole life?" Completely curious about it, though it might have hurt to reminisce, Silver couldn’t help but ask.

Scourge: Scourge really didn't care to hear about the backwards place that the hedgehog came from. He wanted to give them something to preoccupy themselves with while he finished off the chili dogs. The description itself he found quite boring. Not to mention it wasn't much different then what was done here in Moebotropolis. Everyone worked together here too ... or else. There were woods surrounding the estate since it was built in the middle of a former National Park. Back when his parents used to care about him they'd take him camping in the woods on weekends. That had to be at least ten years ago. He still went sometimes by himself to clear his head so he knew the best spots fairly well.

Friends? Helga and Lord Finitevus was his only reliable friends. Other then that he only had a bunch of common relations including a harem of women that his parents threw at him in hopes of obtaining a decent wife. Sooner rather then later he'd have to settle down with one of them for good. The very thought of it was mind numbing. Then he'd likely not have any-friends.

It was a toss of whether to comment on any of this. He was more interested in taking another chili dog so he did so. Then he commented. " If you weren't such a a smart-ass I'd take you out to do somethin' fun sometimes. " Now it was his turn to mutter lowly. That was the entire point of him having a Pleasure Slave. A companion. Whatever. Now he'd have to stay at home and be treated like crap while he went out with Silver instead.

He presented another question of his own along with Silver. " Well what did you do for fun? " Churn butter?


Sonic: Knothole was nothing like Moebotropolis. Not from what Sonic was seeing. It was not governed under the same rules. People seemed genuinely happy and were grateful for the little things in life. They helped one another not because they had to but because they wanted to. It felt good to aid someone else in need just as much as it did to feel the kindness of a stranger. Here, all he saw was greed, and selfishness. Scourge hasn't done much to show him any different. The very idea he went and bought someone, and immediately treated them like a dog, was not a good way to gain companionship, or expect it to work out right away. He could tell Silver appreciated the things he talked about and felt a pang of sympathy that the poor guy had never experienced such a life. Scourge, however, was easy to read. He did not care, not that he expected him to. He took advantage of what he had, not realizing how important the simple things were.

"Yes, I was brought up there. My favorite past time was to run," In regards to Scourge's question, "I always thought I was the fastest thing alive." He eyed the green hedgehog knowingly, "Of course, until I met you." The answer why was obvious, but he spoke no further of the subject, "A lot of people liked to go swimming. There was a lake nearby but... I'm not much into that." Water was definitely not his thing. "I think the people there appreciated more. No one needed a lot to be happy because we had each other."


Silver: Fastest thing alive, huh? He could see why Sonic felt himself to have that title. Looking questioningly at Scourge. His master was fast too, it seemed. Interesting. And while it didn’t look like Sonic was afraid of water, Silver could sense a ton of hostility when talked about, even with his powers succumbed. That was pretty obvious. And definitely the wrong thing to say.

His ears drooped at Scourge’s question. "Erm...nothing really..." Silver sighed, feeling ashamed and looking down sadly into his lap. "I didn’t get many days off...When I did, I just...explored mostly." Let it never be said that Silver didn’t have a curious streak in him. It was the main reason why he was punished while owned by Finitevus. Getting into things he shouldn’t, seeing things he shouldn’t, etc. Suddenly the ground seemed much more interesting than either of the two hedgehogs next to him.


Scourge: " No shit. " That was a bitter reference to all the 'running' that he did earlier today. Not to mention the burst of speed and power that nearly ascended into an all out brawl the day before. It wasn't that Sonic couldn't control his speed but rather that he abused it. Though he too was intrigued by the speed that the other had the restraints would stay on until Sonic learned how to control himself. After the huge dent that his bank account took today he couldn't afford to pay for anymore collateral damage. " Mm ... They say I'm physically the strongest contender around. " Contender? He must have meant for the throne. Coming up on the oldest's eighteenth birthday they were being evaluated from week to week against one another in various fields. When it came to physical strength, speed, and endurance he was the clear winner. " Not many people can match my speed. "

" No one can, really. " Now he smirked at his blue furred slave.

Silver almost dampened the mood with his own lack of hobbies. Luckily Scourge had some fodder to put in his tank. " A Noble's slave is supposed to have a wide range of talents. Culture I guess. You already shown me that you have some physical talent for your position. Now you just have to refine it a little bit. Then you'll be wonderful. " Sounded like Scourge had quite a lot of faith in the white hedgehog slave. He was even willing to show it physically by giving him a brief kiss on the side of his neck. A little physical comfort. " How about this? Tonight I'll take you in town to see if I can find somethin' you'd enjoy. "

And, of course, Sonic wasn't invited.


Sonic: While Sonic would admit Scourge was strong, and maybe even stronger than him, he wasn't at all willing to say the other had him beat in speed. "I wouldn't say that." Was the muttered opinion he voiced under his breath, letting him continue with his distraction with Silver. Sonic could tell the other slave was a little unhappy. Scourge's reaction took him a little off guard. He looked away, not so sure he approved. While the guy did seem to be treating Silver better than him, he still didn't like the way Scourge viewed them. What gave him the right to put his hands on either of them? To... kiss Silver like that, even if it was a harmless peck? It unnerved him, mostly because he thought at one point he would be a pleasure slave. Fortunately (or not) he was assured that he wouldn't be. Good thing too, right? How would he even begin to endure molestation by his own brother.
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Silver: Bragging rights didn’t seem to matter right now. Both were fast and both were strong, why need to compare? Of course, with Sonic in the cuffs, his speed was all but gone. He wouldn’t lie, seeing a race between the master and the slave sounded pretty appealing. Like that would ever happen though. He only hoped yet another fight wouldn’t break out between the two. In any event, he set the rest of his drink down, wanting to save it for later. Shifting nervously in Scourge’s lap.

It wasn’t his fault he got little to no downtime. Even when he had some time off, it was a very short break. An hour or two at the most. Hardly any time to try some real hobbies. Most of his breaks consisted of him resting or taking care of his wounds from previous punishments. If there was time afterwards, he’d explore. Scourge’s words actually lifted his mood a little. Whatever these variety of talents were, Silver was eager to try them. Physical strength wasn’t exactly his strong point, that was all in his powers. He was strong but not nearly as strong as his master. Maybe not even as much as the blue hedgehog on the floor. Calling him wonderful was an exaggeration.

The kiss to his neck caught him off guard. He’d almost forgotten the charade needed to be kept up especially when Sonic was in view. A startled whimper came from him but he soon shut his mouth. He almost reminded Scourge that he planned to have more ‘alone time’ with the white hedgehog later tonight instead of showing him around, but further thought said that probably wasn’t the best idea. No, he’d wait it out. Hopefully Scourge wouldn’t remember.


Scourge: Ah. He didn't forget. When Scourge said he'd pet the hedgehog more later on tonight he meant what he said. Sonic's earlier disturbance of their private time actually worked in their favor. Calling down down early meant he got his meal a lot sooner. As it stood it was only a quarter past noon and they'd have the rest of the day to get acquainted and explore options. If they left now they would be able to get three or four hours in before dinnertime. -After- dinner was the part that Silver had to worry about. He'd better pray the green hedgehog was drunk enough to pass up on his promise.

Another chili dog was taken from the plate to lighten his load. When he took it he gave a skeptical look towards the silent hedgehog who seemed to have something on his mind. " You can stand to be a little less boring, too. I'd take you out with us but I'm not sure I can trust you after the little stunt you pulled earlier. Are you gonna behave yourself and act like you have some bloody sense if I take you off the grounds? " What Scourge was essentially asking was whether Sonic learned his lesson earlier. A more experienced slave would be expected to say more then 'Yes' and never 'No'. They were expected to answer and tell them what the learned from their latest around of punishment. He wouldn't expect that much from Sonic but he did expect an apology.


Sonic: To think Scourge was even asking if he'd want to go out after that was a shock to the blue hedgehog. He was still expecting to be beaten to an inch of his life. To think he might have gotten off so easily was a lot to hope for. Perhaps he was just lulling him into a false sense of security? It was the calm before the storm! Sonic had to consider of what to say now. He didn't have the mindset of a slave at all. The first instinct was not to apologize nor was it to refuse such an offer. It was better than sticking around here with slaves like Helga. It was hard to imagine anyone acting worse than her but he knew it was possible. "I... promise I won't try to run away again."

Silver: Was that wise? Taking such an untrained slave out into the open like that? The events at his previous master’s store still range true. If Scourge was so concerned with spending so much money, he might want to reconsider that proposal for now. Silver would catch him again if asked to, but in such a wide open space, it would probably be a little harder. And seeing as how he almost got punished for being late the first time, he hated to know what would happen if he came back really late.

Still, the poor hedgehog looked so miserable. While it may have been a bad idea, there was no denying that Sonic needed some time away from this place. Even if it was with his master, at least he would be away from the other slaves. Except for himself. And anyway, if Sonic was never brought out onto the field, he’d never learn, right? Still, better safe than sorry. "From your performance earlier...I kind of doubt that." But he had those cuffs. Maybe that would help.


Scourge: Sonic wouldn't be able to run away this time. He had an advantage before because of his speed. With those power restraining cuffs on his wrists he didn't have a chance in Hell of outrunning him. Not to mention that he knew he'd have to take the necessary precautions to ensure that his slaves didn't get lost or stolen. Similar to this morning he plans on leashing both of his slaves. The leashes he'd bought this morning were still on him since he planned on taking them out anyway. Silver out on the town and Sonic out of his house to where he'd be spending his nights for now on. In recognition of his harder treatment his right to sleep in a bed, let alone his house, had been revoked.

" Well you better not run. " Or even think about running for that matter. The green hedgehog gave him the hardest look he could muster with half a chili dog in his mouth. That just meant a slight narrowing of the eyes. " Or you better hope you get away. I'll break your leg next time I catch you. " And then he'll never be able to run again.

Silver's response to his promise was so surprising that he stared at him bug eyed for a moment. Again he went for the ear to give it a little pinch following what he thought was an uncalled for statement. " You should know better then to say something like that. " He actually did sound disappointed in him. " A Head Slave is supposed to be more ... inspiring. To have more confidence in my slaves then I do, at least. You're supposed to help them get better. If he says that he can do good then I believe him because a good little slave isn't supposed to lie to their Master. " His comment was double edged. Where he told Silver to have more faith in Sonic he also told Sonic not to push his luck. If he misbehaved he'd hold his earlier words against him and give him when he was punished.

It was still just a 'when', not an 'if'.

Showing that he was fully capable of switching his Good and Bad Master personas at the blink of the eye he gently rubbed the same ear that he'd just pinched. " Now let's get out of here. " He stopped stroking Silver in favor of digging into his pocket for a leash. Silver's matching white leash was the first to come out. He ordered Sonic as he attached it to the front of the white hedgehog's collar. " Put the tray on the table and - ... damn ... you don't even know how to stand when you're about to be leashed. Just come here! "


Sonic: Sonic tensed quite a bit when Silver actually spoke against him. He looked away, afraid that Scourge would change his mind. He really didn't have much of a choice if he went out though. The cuffs took away his best means of defense and offense. There was no way he'd try something with that disadvantage plus Silver on guard. However, he was surprised again when Scourge spoke up in his favor. He hesitantly looked back at him, a bit put off by the other's moodswing. Why would he even bother if he had the other hedgehog to go with him anyway? Honestly, he didn't see why he'd deserve it after his latest stunt, despite how fair he thought of it himself by simply trying to escape a means of slavery. He certainly couldn't blame himself for that, but Scourge could. Of course, he wasn't going to argue against some form of freedom. Sonic wouldn't dare act out if one of his legs were in jeopardy either. So far, he didn't see the guy as one that was big on bluffing. He had no reason to be.

Sonic was still watching the two, holding the tray while Scourge began to leash Silver. He gave him a blank look, almost comical in his confusion when Scourge seemed to indicate there was something he should have done. He could stand! He fumbled with the tray though, trying to get it on the table. He thought he had to wait for whenever Scourge said to do something so he came over, but wasn't sure if he should stand now. He stood hesitantly just so he could spare his hand some trouble. He supposed he'd be yanked back down if he had to be. Which reminded him... he really didn't want to go out if he had to walk everywhere on all fours. Which would really mean all threes, because he couldn't use his burnt hand. Maybe Scourge wouldn't mind him standing then.


Silver: It was completely out of line, Silver knew it as soon as those words left his lips. See this was the reason he didn’t like to talk. He always said the wrong things. Letting out a tiny yip as his ear was grabbed for the second time that day. "I-I’m sorry master! I wasn’t...thinking..." No, because slaves weren’t meant to think, they were meant to obey. Wincing, bracing himself for another blow, something worse than a pinch to the ear. Fully expecting a beer bottle to land on his head.

When nothing came, he opened his eyes, filled with nothing but fear and shame. Instead, all he got was a soft rub to his abused ear. Well that...was unexpected. "I won’t talk like that again..." If he ever made small talk again. Being Head Slave was something Silver barely knew anything about. He’d never been given such a huge responsibility before. He made a mental note, never talk bad about other slaves.

Silver gave no resistance when his collar was applied, all too used to the feeling, only moving his head if Scourge needed more room. Keeping silent throughout the whole ordeal. What else could he do?


Scourge: Scourge was more shocked that a shy slave like Silver could have such a strong opinion then what he said about Sonic. He had every reason to worry given the information presented but Scourge wanted to believe that his decision was the right one. Regardless of whether Sonic was allowed to go on this little trip or not he'd be treated like crap over the next couple of days to weaken his spirit. In the meantime they should be encouraging him to do the right thing and give in. Saying that he couldn't do well didn't help that!

" You're forgiven. " He breathed out those words in relief. At least he hadn't completely lost himself like others when pushed to the brink. After attaching his collar he was bold enough to stroke him again. His fingers curled up above the hedgehog's collar to tap the underside of his chin first. From there he raked his fingers downward to give him an opened palmed stroke across the chest in a fashion not much different from stroking a kitten. A little physical and verbal confirmation that he wasn't in deep shit like Sonic was currently. " Actin' the part of the snooty bitch doesn't suit you, babe. " That was more Sonic's territory.

Since he didn't lash out at Sonic right away it could be assumed that it was all right for him to stand. It was. He needed to be in a good position to attach that long plain chained leash that looked a stark contrast to Silver's. Where his was fancy and delicate Sonic had a harder more generic looking chain. Just like the situation with the collars. " All right. Back on all fours. " Nope. He wouldn't be permitted to rise to his feet unless it was needed to try something on.

After Sonic was situated he gently nudged Silver off his lap. " Heel on the right. He'll be on the left. " It was highly recommended that Silver took his soda along with the trip. He planned on taking his nice cold beer along with him. Sonic? He might get a drink once they got to their destination. In the meantime he'd have to grin and bear crawling a quarter of the mile to the gates of the city during the hottest part of the day.


Sonic: Sonic was afraid he'd say that. His ears drooped at the thought, taking a glance at his bandaged hand and the ground that awaited him. "Can't I please stand?" He couldn't help but insist, or hope, and not get in trouble for his hesitance. He went ahead and got down though in case it was an abrupt 'no' that'd follow. Sonic wouldn't be able to keep up very well at all. Not to mention the humility aspect of it. "...Please?" One more please for effort. Sonic looked hopefully up at Scourge, not expecting much in his favor given prior circumstances (nor was he treated well anyway). He supposed it didn't hurt too much in asking, unless he was simply annoyed that Sonic asked to begin with. If he refused, Sonic would still get on his right side, on all fours--threes. One hand up so he wouldn't have to apply pressure on it.

Silver: Even with the nice motions from Scourge, Silver still felt awful for what he said. Eyes downcast, arms behind his back, and a look of pure sadness. He should not have said that, end of story. "Master...I-I apologize if this is again out of line, but..." He swallowed hard. "By your permission, I will...carry out Sonic’s punishment for now..." At least until they got back. Unlike Sonic, Silver was used to crawling on all fours. It wouldn’t attract much attention, slaves were like that all the time. It was mostly so Sonic’s hand wouldn’t get any permanent damage. It was already scarred enough, he’d seen it up close. That...and he felt obligated to get punished at least a little. While he hated being punished, as strange as it sounded, he would feel odd not getting punished for something he did wrong. He was just so used to it. What more could he do?

Scourge: Surprise him even further for one. Sonic practically begging him to remain on his feet was the first surprise that he got during this little transaction. The behavior seemed to come completely out of the blue from him. Still ... there was something about his voice that got under his skin even if he didn't pour his all into begging by moving to his knees when he did it. His expression and tone alone were enough to make him reconsider.

Then Silver unexpectedly threw his hat into the ring to complicate things even further. Now that-was taking charge! Hearing him do so actually made his light blue eyes widen in mild shock. Though he knew that slaves were allowed to ask for permission to take punishment from others he'd never actually seen it happen before. It was like some kind of myth in these parts. Now this made the decision much tougher. While it was Sonic who really needed to be crawling around down there his begging made him reconsider.

He actually took a moment to think about it before responding. There was a way he could do it while still making Sonic feel bad. " Fine. Instead of him crawling to the city I was going to have him carry you. You can carry him instead since his poor little paw is hurting and injured. " Those last seven words came out pouty, mocking, and utterly insensitive to Sonic's situation. " Carry him to the city gates. If you make it without dropping him you can both stand when we get there. "

" If not you both crawl. " Why Silver, too? He wanted to crawl in the first place. Besides dropping him would technically be disobeying an order.
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Sonic: Sonic was as equally as surprised as Scourge. He felt guilty to think that Silver would actually want to take his punishment like that. He wasn't sure he could allow that despite how much easier it'd be on the other hedgehog. Either way, it didn't seem to matter. While Sonic was recuperating from the first show of kindness he was shown while in Scourge's custody, it appeared the green hedgehog had another option. Their only option.

So Silver had to carry him? Sonic, fortunately, wasn't overweight. But how strong was the guy? If he could use those powers to do it, he was sure there'd be no problem, but he was pretty sure he meant for Silver to physically try. Looking awkwardly at the white hedgehog, he smiled sheepishly. It seemed like an odd thing to request, but he wouldn't argue. "You can do it." Some tense encouragement but some nonetheless.


Silver: Was it really so surprising that he’d offered to take someone else’s punishment? It wasn’t the first time he’d done so. But now Master had given them a different order. It certainly wasn’t as bad as crawling on all fours. But if he messed up, they’d both be doing just that. Not something he’d care to screw up on, especially for Sonic’s sake. "Yes Master..."

Giving Sonic an odd look as he spoke (was that encouragement?), Silver went over to the blue hedgehog and quickly scooped him up, now carrying him bridal style. He wouldn’t risk carrying Sonic on his back and possibly causing him more damage. He was a bit heavy, suppressing a grunt, but quickly adjusted both of their positions so both were as comfortable as possible. It was only because his arms were so scrawny. But that didn’t matter, he could do this. Avoiding Sonic’s eyes and trying to hide the blush that came on his cheeks. He’d never have to carry someone before. Regular objects, yes, never living people.


Scourge: This was a decent compromise in his opinion. Even if Silver couldn't carry him the entire way into the city they'd be able to get a good head start before having to crawl the rest of the way. On foot it would take them about an hour and thirty minutes to get to the city gates walking at a normal mobian's speed. With his super speed he could make the trip in less then five seconds. Too bad neither Sonic nor Silver could use their powers now. If Sonic -didn't- run this morning he would have carried Silver instead and they would run down here together. If Silver didn't interject the younger hedgehog wouldn't have to cause himself this much strain. In a way he was still punishing them both for their past mistakes. Itr was just a more subtle approach then wailing on them with the bull-whip.

" All right. Let's go. "

Scourge knew how to shave a few minutes off their traveling time. Rather then head back into the estate and make their way to the front door he cut through the garden using a narrow opening in a patch of bushes to cut across the lawn. They avoided using the driveway and main road almost completely and in its stead cut through the forest. The road took the smoothest path, not the shortest path, so they were actually taking a shortcut that provided them a little protection against the sun. The tradeoff was that the terrain in the forest was not optimal. Luckily he wore his running boots over his dress shoes today in anticipation for during a lot of traveling. He imagined his slaves wouldn't have too much trouble with the terrain unless they crawled.

Once they finally made it back to the main road they were more then three fourths of the way there. In fact they could see the city skyline from their position at the edge of the woods. He took them back alongside the main road and urged them to remain close with a few tugs of Silver's leash. If anything bad were to happen this would be the most likely place before they reached the city. Thieves were notorious for stealing anything of a Master's they could get their hands on just outside of the city where the Kingdom's guards couldn't protect them, slaves included. Sonic and Silver couldn't exactly defend themselves in their current state and he doubted he'd be able to protect them both against a group.

Question was ... who would he go for if he had to choose between them? He couldn't say.


Sonic: Sonic had it fairly easy. At least easier than the white hedgehog, it seemed. He had a long way to go though, and he couldn't help but feel a bit bad about that still. Silver wasn't the only one with some form of discomfort, however. The second the white hedgehog picked him up, Sonic hissed between his teeth, squinting his eyes. He seemed to get over it fast, but what was the matter? Undoubtedly, the pressure on his back. The arm that supported him pressed into those bandages where his back was marred underneath. He curled up the best he could against his arms, trying to ignore it as Silver would start to follow Scourge. He stayed quiet, watching Silver as if he could read the strain on his face, and if whether or not he'd end up dropping him in the end. He was a bit tense in case that was to happen. He didn't want to fall on his back or his hurt hand.

Silver: This was going to be hard, no doubt about it. When he noticed Sonic’s hiss of pain, he gradually loosened his grip on the marred back, giving it as little pressure as possible but still being able to carry him. It was going to be a very long trip to the city. But he couldn’t think about the distance, that would just make it worse. Just concentrate on anything else but the fatigue ...

At first it was no problem. Silver followed his Master very easily for at least a half hour. But after that is when he started to get tired. Even if Sonic didn’t weigh a lot, holding something for that amount of time always made it seem like it was getting heavier. His breathing became less steady, stopping for only a second to catch a quick intake of breath before going on. It was all the time he had before Scourge would pull on the leash and risk them both falling over. It was getting harder by the second. The heat didn’t help much either. ‘Just don’t think about it...’


Scourge: Almost there. About fifteen minutes more and they'd reach the Kingdom of Moebotropolis. The two may not have been able to see it well before in their lowly positions but the city was quite literally surrounded by a barrier. A steel wall at least twenty feet high with guards positioned on top and at every gate. There were twelve in all encircling the city. He brought them to the gate closest to the estate which was guarded by guards standing in front of a large steel door.

Scourge dug into his pockets and pulled out something to show them. It was some type of object that resembled the size and shape of a credit card. Though the guards cast a wary look at the slaves following behind him they made a move to open the gates.


" The blue one isn't wearing a tag. " One of them muttered to the young Lord when he handed him his card back. " Is he yours? " Scourge just nodded. " Can I rent 'im out? "

His response may have been distressing to a certain adjusting slave. " Not now. " Not 'No'. Just 'not now'. Almost as in 'He isn't ready yet'. Once the gates were open Scourge stepped inside. The leash was given one more tug to urge his slaves to move along with him. After Silver actually stepped foot into the city the punishment would be over and both hedgehogs would be permitted to walk on their feet again.

Sonic: He imagined they might look rather silly. He wasn't sure what others thought of them though. Not many paid too much attention. After all, this slave thing was an idea only new to him, seeing as how his village didn't believe in that sort of thing. While he did look around at their (slowly) passing surroundings, he paid more attention to Silver. He couldn't help but utter a guilty "Sorry" along the way. Fortunately, the two eventually did arrive at the gates, and the place was heavily secured. He was a little surprised but didn't say anything. It meant they'd finally be able to walk once they got on the inside, thank goodness. His back was still sore and he knew Silver's arms must be tired.

He couldn't help but notice the interest one of the guards had in him, however. Rent him out? What did he mean by that? With Scourge's casual response that seemed a bit suggestive, that maybe he would be rented out later on, he couldn't help but appear distressed. Silver would be able to feel the blue hedgehog tense again in his arms as a defensive glare was directed at the stranger, promising him trouble if he ever attempted to ask again. He probably didn't look all that intimidating being the held the way he was, however. The second Silver stepped inside the city though, Sonic quickly made the effort to stand, so all he'd have to do was let go.


Silver: "There’s nothing to be sorry for," he whispered back. "I’m the one who brought this on myself." From there he let the subject drop. Oh finally! Silver wasn’t sure how much longer he would’ve been able to keep this up. Once they got to the city gates, he either ignored or didn’t hear what the guards had to say. He only wanted inside so he could set the hedgehog in his arms down. No, Sonic wasn’t heavy normally. But after a while, he certainly got heavy! When the guards finally moved out of the way, he didn’t need anymore coaxing from his master to follow him inside.

Silver could now put Sonic down. He didn’t drop him, just gently eased him down in a standing position (thankful that Sonic helped with that too), immediately leaning his back against the gates afterwards, of only for a few seconds. Panting hard and moving his arms about, letting out a content groan when his shoulders popped back into place. He knew he was quite the weakling but that was just pathetic. Oh well...at least he’d managed to carry Sonic all the way here, which he was pretty sure neither Sonic or Scourge believed he could.


When Sonic offered that icy glare the guard simply grinned at him knowingly. The bear was at least two times the size as either hedgehog so he'd be about Helga's strength if not stronger given gender differences. He'd have no problems forcing him into something that he clearly didn't want to do if things were to come down to that. It simply was not his decision to make as a slave. The hedgehog made a dire mistake in raising his head enough to allow him to clearly see his face. Now he definitely won't forget it. He knew that the slave was one of a Hedgehog Noble so he'd be very easy to find at a later date. Once he did he'd make sure the testy slave quickly relearned their position.

Scourge: Scourge was a bit more forgiving to his hedgehogs now that they actually reached their destination. He turned to them just as Sonic was lowered back to the ground and went for Silver immediately. The white hedgehog was given a congratulatory petting for his show of endurance. He honestly didn't think that the meek slave had it in him. " You're stronger then you look. " He beamed. " Takes a lot of muscle to carry a wide load like that. " And he also took another shot at Sonic.

" Not too sure you two got a proper introduction of this place so I'll give it now. It's very important considering you're representatives of one of the highest ranking families in the world. " This was also one of the first times the two hedgehogs were allowed to clearly see the interior of the city. From their lowly perspective behind the tinted windows of the limousine they could not see that most of the city's walls considered of a creamy white limestone finish that caught the rays of the sun to brighten their surroundings. There was also an unusually large amount of foliage for a city. Trees, vines, and moss seemed to be on every street and corner to give it a more natural feel despite the artificial barrier surrounding it.

He talked about the city as he walked them to their destination. " Moeobotropolis is one of the oldest cities on Mobius dating back over five hundred years. It's also the oldest multicultural settlement in the world. Originally it was called Mobotropolis in recognition of the mobians who found it. In the olden days the city was ruled as a monarchy by the Acorn Family through strong use of tradition and formal customs. Their oldest son in every generation was destined to be King. "

" About fifty years ago everything changed when citizens tired of the old ways revolted against the family and drove them out of the city. The city was renamed Moebotropolis to commemorate the start of a new era where only the strongest mobians were allowed to rule over the weaker. Social Ranking was determined by the parents and offspring's viability as good husbands and wives to future generations. " In other words those with good breeding and stronger gene pool were the ones that were allowed to hold political power. " With the new citizen any free citizen had a chance at becoming the next King of Moebotropolis as of their eighteenth birthday. Once the current monarch dies the selection process will formally begin. " So what made Nobles better then normal people when it came to their chances? They were simply higher up in the rankings.


Sonic: Though slightly unnerved by the guard, he was quick to put him out of his head for now. Definitely not someone he'd look forward to going against, but that didn't mean he wouldn't give him one hell of a fight. Sonic took in his surroundings instead, pleasantly surprised at the city. He didn't get the chance to really take it in before, or see much of it at all. He liked the layout, though the people (namely Scourge) threatened to damper one little mood he had that wasn't completely tarnished in bitter frustration. "Ha ha." He uttered sarcastically, just under his breath.

His ears flattened as they started to walk, looking a bit controversial to any bystander. He was interested in hearing what he said about the city though, and only appeared more tense than he actually was. Sonic has heard a little bit of history in his village but not much. As he kept up, his eyes wandered but his ears were intent on listening to the other hedgehog. "How do they choose exactly?" Just curious. He couldn't help but wonder if he might want to be King one day too.


Silver: "Mmn..." He’d been praised, that was good right? Ears lowering slightly as he was petted. That had felt nice. "T-thank you, Master." Getting a few more seconds of rest was nice and after taking another drink from his now-warm soda (he’d managed to carry it in his hand while his arms were supporting Sonic), Silver followed right after the blue hedgehog and his master.

The city was a sight to see. Never before had he witnessed such amazing architecture. People certainly knew how to take care of their cities. While he listened to Scourge’s brief history lesson, his interest was mostly held in taking in the sights. Missing a few parts of his speech but caught the general gist of it. He peered around all the different shops. Most of the things that were sold he didn’t know what they were. Maybe heard their name but never seen them. Clothes shops here and there, jewelry, and other strange knickknacks. The slave stores made him turn his head away, however. Not something he cared to think about.


Scourge: Scourge didn't mind telling the blue hedgehog about the selection process. It may have seemed like useless trivia as it stood but in reality it was one of the most important moments for a mobian Noble. Everything they currently had or would ever had rode on the Hedgehog Family's rank in the Social Hierarchy. " Every eligible (Free) family puts forward the that is the strongest genetically for formal training. Normally genetic testing to determine viability is done by the child's first month of life since the goal is to get them started early. In the case of Nobles only the child who is chosen for training is allowed to stay with the family. The other children are sent into exile to live the remainder of their lives away from the highly competitive social order. Lower ranking families are allowed to keep all of their children. " So that was it. Sonic was seemed too weak to compete and sent away to Knothole.

" At the child's eighteenth birthday they are eligible to be put in the pool of suitable heirs to the King. While all the chosen are ranked throughout their early lives against one another they are given a vigorous test to determine their final standing on their eighteenth birthday. The testing includes physical, mental, spiritual, and practical skills measured against the ability of their peers. The child who does the best in ranking will become the number one seed to the throne; the Crown Prince and Crown Princess respectively. "

And now for why this was so important. " As it stands I am in the top five seed and the favorite for the title of Crown Prince. If I do well on next year's assessment then it will be official. I'll marry the Crown Princess and ascend the throne to become King of Moebotropolis. From there I'd have reached the highest point that I'd ever reach. The same could be said to you since special title will be given to my personal slaves granted they too pass an assessment on their eighteenth birthdays. They will become less workers and more treasured pets who will likely never have to do strenuous work again. "

" However ... " Uh oh. " ... if you fail you will be deemed unworthy of being slaves to the King and resold to the slave market. "


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Sonic frowned. At least one thing started to make sense to him. Scourge's thorough explanation helped him understand a little of his parents' motivation as to why they'd live a separate life with him in Knothole. What didn't make sense was... why wasn't he selected and his brother was? What made him so different? Despite whatever selection process they went through, it was just hard for him to imagine he was booted, and this guy, identical to him, was accepted. "What would the tests show exactly? And why couldn't they keep their children and just not have them participate if they weren't accepted?" Banishing them seemed a bit drastic.

As Scourge continued, Sonic was quiet about the part of him being King. He didn't see so much wrong with it, given how the current population was treated. Scourge would probably be no better or worse. At his mention of his personal slaves, however, Sonic frowned. "Always a downside, eh?" Things didn't appear to look good for them unless there was one.

Well, now he was curious again, "How are the slaves tested?"
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Since the separation happened within the first year of life for a Noble Scourge had no recollection of ever having any competition. He was raised to think that he was Jules and Bernie's only child. Likewise Sonic wouldn't have any recollection of there being another baby. In Knothole he was lead onto believe that he too was the only child. Ideally the chosen Noble child and their rejected siblings would never meet let alone know their relation to one another. This was just an unfortunate incident.

" The chosen child will have to have as few inheritable genetic illness as possible. That is the point of genetic testing. They want to pass on the best possible set of genes to later generations so they weed out the ones who are genetically inferior. Genes are only apart of what's tested, though. Temperament, personality, and charisma are also factored in. When a set a children are presented are similar genetically - " Like, say, identical twins or triplets. " - the child is chosen based on early signs of a personality befitting a King. A baby that knows how to endure a little discomfort will be chosen over the baby who cries a lot for example. " Just think: Sonic may not have been chosen because he may have cried more then Scourge as a baby!

Scourge was going to get around to the slave assessment eventually. Throughout the day he'd been making attempts to get them prepared for next year's assessment in various ways. He sought to break Sonic quickly so his training could begin immediately otherwise he wouldn't have a chance of passing this test. Silver would have to work less to pass his. In the white hedgehog's case he'd only be put in some refresher courses in the morning and given a defining talent other then 'Bag boy from the local slave market'.

How were the slaves tested? " Harshly. " Summed it up in one word. " I actually think it's best to -show- you what's expected of you over explaining it. Tomorrow they're having a Showing in uptown, I think. " Scourge really didn't want to go to such an important social gathering with these two but he thought it was beneficial to them. The show was supposed to be for the best slaves in the Kingdom but they were only watching, not compete.
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"That's stupid." Picking a baby that cried less than the other? "Wouldn't it make more sense to test personality when it's actually developed over time?" Anyone could grow into that and obtain a tougher pain tolerance. The environment had just as much if not more to do with personality, however, than what was inherited. At least, that's how he saw it.

As for his question about the assessment for slaves, Sonic's ears drooped a little. Harshly? Well, that didn't sound good. Sonic wasn't so sure he wanted to see others abused in some circus show either. Granted, he had no idea what he'd actually see, but he trusted Scourge's explanation, and doubted he'd like it at all. The idea he might have to one day participate didn't make him feel so easy about it either.
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Scourge: The system they used to determine who was King before was even more foolish. Rather then have hundreds of worthy contenders of to the throne that went through a battery of tests to determine their ability the first born male was always King no matter how incompetent they were. At least the people knew for certain that the King was capable of doing the job. " The first five years of a child's life are the most important when it comes to their development. What they learn during that time will stick with them for the rest of their lives and determine what type of person they are. "

Scourge gestured to the quieter white hedgehog walking on the other side. " Silver was born a slave so he was raised from birth to believe that he'd be a slave when he became an adult. I was born as my parent's only son so I was raised from birth to be a Noble. I'm sure your parents raised you up to be something, too. Not that it matters now but you'd probably remember some of the things they taught you as a child even today. " Little could be done to help temper a child's personality. An angry child would likely grow into an angry adult, a happy child into a happy one, and a shy one may always be shy. Sonic was rejected because they believed him incapable of being King when he grew up for one reason or another. Perhaps he should ask himself: if given the chance over Scourge would be he capable of being King?

" And here we are. " They were in the middle of the shopping district now. All around them were different stores on multiple levels. The Great Market of Moebotropolis. There was little that they couldn't find here. At this point he looked towards the shyer of his two slaves. " You've been quiet. Did you see something that you wanted to look at? "


Sonic: Strangely, Sonic has never thought about being King. Before, he would have preferred to just live a humble life with his friends and family. He enjoyed not having any responsibilities and doing his own thing. In comparison to the white hedgehog, Sonic was the symbol of freedom and independence. It was no wonder he was having such a hard time fitting in. This was the most he's talked since he's been here, and at least for the moment, he felt he was loosening up.

Sonic couldn't help but dwell on what they could have saw wrong in him, however. After all, though he didn't regret having grown up in Knothole, if he was a contender, he wouldn't be in this state right now. But also... would he share the same values and morals as he does? Being raised up to believe some people were just worthless was something he was grateful he missed out on. At least through his exile he learned the true importance of life, and that was life its self. If Sonic had the choice to be King now, however, he would gladly take the throne. Why? So he could put an end to such unjust treatment of other people.

As they neared the shopping district, Sonic tried to put most of his worries at bay and actually enjoy being out with so much entertainment surrounding him. Tho he was itching to get off the leash and just roam around (he was certain he'd have the whole place thoroughly covered in less than five minutes), that leash kept him stationary, or at least wherever Scourge went, he did as well. As Scourge turned his attention to Silver, Sonic wandered ahead of him, his eye getting caught on a bakery. Sweets were left out for passing customers to easily view through a glass window, rows of various types of cookies, donuts and cakes. The aroma managed to catch his attention immediately. His belly growled embarrassingly as a hand rose up to clutch at his peach stomach. His tail twitched, wagging as he imagined himself with one of those big, jelly filled donuts. Hm! Those looked good!


Silver: At the mention of his name, Silver’s ears twitched as he turned back to the conversation. Just a mention, nothing said specific to him. What had he missed? Oh, they were talking about nobilities. He never would have pictured Sonic to be interested in that type of thing, but what did he know? Silver missed the part about the slave competition something-or-other. Should he have heard, he would have flipped. Oh Silver had heard about those. Finitevus had said something about it. He never wanted to be a part of it but it looked like sooner or later he wouldn’t have a choice.

"Oh, uh...n-no Master, I was just taking in the sights." There was so much to see! Silver could honestly say there wasn’t anything he didn’t want to look at. Besides the slave gear of course. He longed to go exploring as well but the grip on his leash forbade it.


Scourge: The leash really was for their own good. Scourge knew this city better then either one of them did. He knew that there were people skimming the crowd for a good opportunity to liberate some slaves. They just wouldn't be his. On the other hand - " Well if you see anything just tell me. " - he was willing to scope out things with them and make sure that they remained where they were safe.

Looked like Sonic got the first pick of where to go. Feeling that tug on his leash as he grew closer to the bakery made him turn. At the last second he signaled for Silver to circle around the other way so he wouldn't become tangled. All right. All right. He got the message. It came with a warning tug on Sonic's leash to pull him back briefly. " 'ey ... " He started with a testing tone. " ... you're still on restriction for being a bad slave earlier. " Master reminded his slave briefly before getting down to business.

" Pick six. If you don't cause me any problems for the rest of the trip you can have one on the the way back. " Sonic could have the rest of his donuts for breakfast tomorrow for all he cared. What he did here was an unusual show of mercy. Donuts were fairly inexpensive compared to other things that he could have asked for so he didn't mind springing for a dozen. He started towards the donut case that Sonic had his eyes on so the hungry hedgehog could make his decision.


A female worker bee stood next to the case with a box and tongs in hands to take the donuts out of the case for the customers. Having an employee on hand to get the donuts rather then allowing everyone to pick and choose through them was a practical solution for being out here in the open market. That was the merchandise wouldn't go missing. " Aww ... now aren't they cute! " She smiled warmly at the two slaves as they approached. The worker was one of the few Free that actually acknowledged a slave's prescience. It may have been because she felt a psychological connection to them given she was only a lowly employee working under a manager in a big market. Only a notch better then being a slave herself. " What do you like in there, sweetie? "

Scourge tugged on Silver's leash to bring him around to the front. " I know you don't like the sweet stuff much but there's some bland stuff in the case too. Try to pick four of them, all right? " As for the remaining two in the dozen he intended on picking them out himself. Scourge didn't go for the sweet stuff much himself but even he liked a hot sticky bun sometimes.

Sonic: Sonic didn't even realize he was gawking so much. Having got distracted so easily, it wasn't until Scourge tugged on his leash that he realized he had moved ahead of him towards the window. When Scourge realized what he wanted, his ears instantly fell. Being reminded of the fact he was supposed to starve today didn't help that aching appetite. He fully expected him to say no, or worse, get some just to eat them in front of him. At that horrific thought, he instantly regretted in showing interest in the place. It was only after Scourge said he could eat one did he perk back up again.

"Me? Cause you problems?" His innocence was almost convincing. That grin wasn't, however. A knowing smile that was more playful than mocking. Sonic was grateful though, and had no intention on causing an unnecessary scene. He wouldn't act out on Scourge for no reason anyway. The green hedgehog has since to this point kept the tension high with him and the last incident couldn't exactly be blamed solely on him either. It was Scourge who purposefully scared him with the lie that he was being sold that day to the markets.

As they went inside the place, Sonic immediately drew his attention to the donuts. The worker bee wasn't half bad herself. "What would you recommend?" A friendly wink, that's all it was. The way he held his demeanor, the only hint to his slavery was that collar and leash.


Silver: Silver gave a curt nod. Picking four out of all the choices was harder than it seemed. It wasn’t that he didn’t like sweets, it was just his stomach couldn’t handle it. On the contrary, if given the chance, Silver would have had quite the sweet tooth. He looked around the place. From donuts to muffins to cookies to pies to...well, anything he could really think of. It just seemed so limitless! And everything looked so delicious too. He was happy he got a choice in this. He could pick anything? Now the only question was what to pick.

After a while of looking (trying not to take too much time), Silver eventually settled on two fairly sized chocolate chip cookies, a cherry tart, and (at the recommendation of another worker) a fresh slice of banana bread. "Thank you," he said to the other worker and quickly going back to Scourge with his choices.


" Our bakery is famous for its homemade muffins though all of our pastries are made with the freshest ingredients the Kingdom has to offer. Look at our blueberry muffins for example. We use fresh whole blueberries that we stir in by hand to make sure the coloring doesn't run throughout the sweet bright yellow pastry housing them. We also use fresh strawberries for our strawberry cheesecake bites that have a creamy filling of fresh cream cheese prepared every morning in our work room. " The worker bee pointed to each item for reference and gave him a few seconds in between deciding before moving on. Seems she really knew how to sell them.

" Since it's a little past noon we also have a large assortment of cakes fresh from the oven. Our sweet breads are also done for the day. As for donuts we have a lot of options. If you don't see one you like in the case you can make some custom made donuts by making selections at the counter in the back. We'll let you choose the dough, style, shape, fillings, and toppings from anything on our menu board at no extra charge. " Yes. All these delightful treats came in portions that made them interchangeable in the dozen. There were literally thousands of combinations to put in the provided box. If Sonic wanted a custom one Scourge wouldn't mind too much. He needed to go back in the back to get his sticky bun anyway.


Scourge: After Sonic finished making his selections he ponied up the rings needed to pay for the dozen. Twenty Rings was a bit more pricey then the prepackaged kind but his slaves would be able to taste the difference. He also tipped the worker bee for showing some patience with the irritable blue hedgehog.

" O-kay! " That had taken longer then he thought it would. His own hot treat was in a cardboard box in his hands. Sonic's treats and all but one of Silver's were put into a paper bag for later. Since he didn't quite trust Sonic to keep his word he had Silver hold the bag. " Let's try to avoid the food stores for now. " That included that expensive looking chocolate shop with the chocolate fountain on clear display in the center to lure people inside.


Sonic: Oh, he wasn't at all irritable with her. In fact, he was very easy-going, if not a little flirty. It helped take his mind off the situation even though she treated him like someone would a cute puppy. Everything she talked about nearly made his mouth water. Seeing it too had him feeling so impatient. He had to wait until they were heading back to eat even just one? He has six choices to make, and Sonic wanted to eat all of them the moment he got 'em. Scourge was probably wise not to trust him to hold his own box. That stomach of his was just too demanding. In the end, he ended up picking out two mini strawberry cheesecake bites, a vanilla glazed donut with the rainbow sprinkles, a blueberry muffin, a vanilla cream filled, and a double chocolate donut.

After they started to head out, Sonic was feeling a bit more content now, only because he finally had something to look forward to. Silver might find he was walking awfully close to him now, eying that plastic bag with mischief. That is, until something else caught his attention. Anything that looked appetitizing would interest Sonic at this point, making Scourge's suggestion awfully hard right now. He's never seen a fountain like -that- before though! "Oh, is that chocolate? They make chocolate fountains? That's chocolate?" He tugged lightly on one of Silver's overly long spines to get his attention and point it out in case Scourge didn't hear him and the white one wasn't paying attention.


Silver: The tug on his spines got his attention easily. He looked at Sonic, annoyed that he might try to get the food (he had been unusually close) but soon looked to where the blue hedgehog pointed. The sight nearly made him drop the said food. He’d seen fountains before, but never a chocolate one, let alone one that huge! "Whoa..." Now that looked delicious. As did everything else in the window. It was no wonder the place was crowded.

Unfortunately he didn’t have much time to gawk. Soon after he stopped, a more forceful tug at his neck pulled him along. Luckily nothing fell out of his hands, otherwise he’d really be in trouble. His arms were still tired but at least these weren’t as heavy as carrying a blue hedgehog for over an hour. If he had to carry anything else they bought here, that would be a problem. And their Master was looking quite impatient and angry that he had to spend so much. Silver tried not to pay attention to the huge chocolate fountain anymore.


Scourge: No ... that wasn't why he'd been angry. There was a bit of noise in his ear that he really wished wasn't there at the moment. Something along the lines of 'What's this' or 'What's that' which was really getting on his nerves. A question now and then about the world surrounding them was fine for future reference but he only needed to ask it once!

" Yes. Yes. YES! " That unfortunate tug that Silver felt came right there. It was inadvertently aimed at him and more to get Sonic to pipe down. " Yes ... that is chocolate inside of a chocolate fountain. They melt down whole pieces of chocolate that's kept melted by falling onto a small heater in the basin where it's pumped back up to the top. People buy the fountains to melt chocolate down for dinner parties where they offer fruit, marshmallows, and sweet breads on sticks for the guests to dip in the flowing chocolate. " Scourge took that type of thing for granted. He'd received a chocolate fountain on his fifth birthday and used it for every birthday party since. It didn't seem too unusual to him. Every Noble family had one. For that reason he didn't feel it necessary to take a closer look. They could just use the one they had at home.

One thing he wanted to do for his slaves while they were out was get them some new clothes to go along with their new collars. That meant a stop inside one of the better run clothing stores to get them some new gloves and socks among other things. Silver may have been surprised to see that this was not a store where they sold typical slave clothing. It just sold regular high end men's clothes.

" M'kay. " He said as he reached back for their leashes. Since they entered an enclosed store with guards he found no harm in letting them roam around this time ... long as they didn't leave. " This is one of our two 'must' stops on this trip. You both need some new gloves, a pack of socks, and one new set of clothing each. Pick out some sets that you like and let me see them. I'm not buyin' anything I don't like on you. " That meant he wanted to see them dressed in those clothes before making his final decision. If they couldn't find anything to please him then he'll just have to pick out the clothes himself.


Sonic: Sonic didn't seem to notice how frustrated Scourge was getting. Since he felt so open to talk, he was taking advantage of it, and his excitement of seeing something like that got the better of him. He was hungry and it was neat, what could he say? Unlike Scourge, who had everything, there was a lot of things Sonic hasn't been able to experience. Considering how uptight the green hedgehog has been since he's had him, he didn't notice a real difference in his personna in that moment. He kept up, not paying much mind to the yank dealt to their leash. Hearing Scourge's explanation made his tail wag all over again. He really wanted to get a closer look... but he wouldn't press the issue.

As the two arrived at one of their main locations, Sonic was a bit surprised he was taking off his leash. Good, he felt silly on it. Plus, it was nice not to have to worry about someone getting yank-happy on his neck again. The instructions he gave threw him off a bit though. He felt like a kid again. Sometimes his mom would buy him outfits to wear when he was younger since he hated picking out clothes himself. Often times, he always got so dirty by the end of the day, or ended up ripping something that he normally went clothe-less. He preferred it that way, anyway. But he didn't mind to go along with a relatively simple task. It was better that he got to pick out something at least than if Scourge did and he didn't like it. Of course, there was still that possibility, but let's see what was around.

Sonic went for the glove section first. He'd never do away with the pair he has (or at least the one remaining white glove he wore, since he never got the chance to retrieve the other) as well as his shoes. They were -his- favorite glove and shoes and what he wore back in Knothole. They were sentimental now. He found a really nice pair of black gloves, however. There was a mark on the top that appeared to be in another language, the logo translated into 'so' from (or what was similar as) a japanese character. Could also stand for his name, not that anyone else would get it.

He grabbed those, snatched any ole pair of white socks (so long as they fit), and then started on the hard part. Finding an actual outfit that matched and looked good. While he was sure he could make anything look good on himself, it was hard to find something he particularly liked. What he wound up showing to Scourge was black pants that were sectioned off short at the end, closer towards his knees where they were rolled and cuffed. A red shirt went with it, the sleeves also rolled black at the ends, along with a high black collar with two strings that allowed him to loosen it so it opened more, or could close into a turtle neck.

Once he got everything on, he stepped out in front of Scourge to see if he approved. "Whatcha think?"
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Shopping for clothes was another thing he’d never done before. Clothes were usually picked out for him. Now he had to pick out a regular outfit for himself. With a nod given to Scourge, Silver started wandering around the store. He supposed he’d get the easy part done with first. Silver wasn’t too fond of gloves but since he was told to pick some out he might as well pick some that were comfortable. Just picking out a simple pair of white gloves (they matched with his cuffs nicely) but even then the symbols on his hands glowed through the fabric. No way to get rid of that, he figured. Might as well make the best of it.

Socks were easy too. The only problem now was looking for an outfit that he liked and looked good on him. Not to mention if Scourge would approve. It took him a long while to find something he liked (though he did see a pair of boots that he really liked. Shoes weren’t in the description, were they?). He eventually settled on a brown t-shirt and a short sleeved green jacked on top of it. The pants were a couple different shades of gray. Even then some glowy symbols shone through. Finally making his way back to Master, a stood a few feet behind Sonic while the blue hedgehog showed off his outfit. He wouldn’t lie, it looked good on him.


OOC: If you've ever read the fancomic "Ghosts of the Future" on DeviantArt, Silver's outfit here comes from his outfit in the most recent chapter .-.
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Scourge: What did he think? " You both have terrible taste. " They were passable at best. This wasn't even suitable for wearing at the Showing tomorrow let alone the assessment next year. Scourge approached them both anyway to take a look at the clothing. The material, the price, the quality, the price, and how easily it would be for them to change into it in addition to the price. Together with the gloves they wouldn't cost much more then a thousand rings. That was ten times more what the average slave spent on clothing in a year but it'll be well worth it. The material alone was of a much higher quality then typical slave garb. They should be able to keep these for at least a few months.

Sonic thought he was safe from the tugging? Scourge simply hooked his finger in the ring on the front of his collar to pull him towards him. " You need to lose the shirt. " That wasn't an entirely suggestive suggestion. He believed that Sonic would enjoy appreciate it more if he wasn't fully clothed. " Take it off and put your stuff on the counter. " He told him as he released the hold on his collar.

Silver had a much different problem that he figured he knew the root of. " The clothes you picked hide your figure. " The best clothing for a slave accented the figure. It pulled attention to their best features. That's why he suggested that Sonic lose the shirt for his set. His broad chest and the prouder way he carried himself was easily his best feature from a distance. The shorts were fine because they helped cover up how ridiculously thin his legs were. " We'll work on it later. Put yours on the counter, too. "

Scourge had been watching them both as they moved around the store to make sure nothing bad happened. While he did see Silver's eyes fall on a pair of boots he couldn't buy them for him today. This morning's mishap put a serious dent in his monthly allotment so he couldn't spring for much more then what he'd planned. The clothing, the -other- thing, and one present for each of the hedgehogs. Sonic already got his pastries. Unless Silver didn't want anything else he'd have to wait on the boots.


Sonic: Sonic didn't seem so insulted by Scourge's feedback. To be honest, he didn't like the idea of wearing anything here. But he was sure that his taste was just as good as the other's. Therefore, he was kind of wary to think he might try to pick out something next. He was pleasantly surprised when Scourge told him he could keep the outfit but disregard the shirt. The less he wore, strangely enough, the more he felt comfortable. The way he told him through him off a bit though. He nearly stumbled, ears falling down when his collar was pulled, his neck a little sore and still chaffing. As he let go though, he was willing to forgive it when he told him to remove his shirt. He couldn't help but find it a little suggestive, however. Sonic nodded awkwardly and started to remove his shirt while he addressed Silver. He put it back where he found it then went ahead and removed the shorts and gloves. He put his old one back on as he carried the items to the counter to lay so they could be rung up.

Silver: "R-right..." It wasn’t his fault his fashion sense was nonexistent. He’d never had to use it before. The clothes he picked out were simple and comfortable. There wasn’t much else he needed when it came to an outfit. But whatever Master says, goes. Silver sighed and went back to the changing rooms (not exactly quite as comfortable as Sonic doing it in public view), coming out a little bit later with his clothes neatly folded up in his arms. Taking a quick look back at the shoe section where he’d seen those boots and following Sonic up to the counter. It wasn’t just that they looked cool. Silver had actually tried them on and walked around in them. Right away he loved them. They were easy to walk in and maneuver, not to mention incredibly durable and comfortable. Heck, he could probably scale buildings with those things.

Scourge: Aw Silver ...

Scourge couldn't help but notice the way he kept looking back at the boots. Just as the cashier started ringing up the items he walked over to the shoe section to pick up those boots. They were sturdy. They also matched the clothing in price on their own. That alone was enough to make him frown as they considered them. Should have figured they were designer boots. Their quality far surpassed things that even commoners were made to wear so they would last Silver a long time assuming he didn't grow out of them. These would very well last him up to his assessment and may be the only thing he'd be allowed to wear when he got there.

... but if he bought the boots he wouldn't be able to buy anything else for them. They'd have to return home from their shopping trip immediately to prevent another impulsive buy. Though they were approaching the end of the month he couldn't afford to spend so elaborately. There was no telling what other things might crop up during this month.

As the man behind the counter rung up the last pair of gloves another item was dropped on the counter. The boots. He and the cashier both knew the price of the boots so he got out his debit card to pay for the purchase. There wasn't any way he could carry 2,500 Rings on him. " And a balance check if you could. " He knew that he had enough but he wanted to see how much was left in the account. No doubt Jules and Bernie would wander about his unusual purchases today.

Once the payment was processed heavy bags were presented along with the card, receipt, and statement. He took the latter three items and crudely stuck them in his pocket before handing the hedgehogs their bags. Silver's was considerably heavier then the other one's. " That's it for now. We'll head back out this way at the beginning of the month. " That meant they were going back home.

Scourge pulled out their leashes to leash them again. This time it was Silver who was tugged forward after his was attached. " You'll be paying me back for those later. " That was a promise.


Sonic: Sonic didn't seem to notice Scourge's dilemma or pay much mind to how much Silver seemed to be gawking over a pair of boots. As far as he was concerned, his sneakers could last him many more years to come. They were specially designed by his uncle to help handle his speed so that he wouldn't wear through the soles unlike what would happen with regular shoes. None of which would be able to handle the quick pace he could muster on an average day. As Scourge paid, Sonic looked around, heading out with them whenever he was ready. His eyes were on everything else around him but the two. Not that he'd get what Scourge meant anyway. If he knew he had paid more for him he might have been a little annoyed considering his only prize was a single donut to hold him over for the rest of the day.

Silver: Silver had no idea Scourge was watching him when he was examining the boots. He was quite surprised when he saw the green hedgehog walk over with them and purchased them as well. He wasn’t expecting Scourge to actually buy them. He saw the price and figured his Master would never agree. Shocked into silence until the bags were handed to him and the leashes replaced. "Master, I don’t understand. Why did you buy tho-ose!" The end of the sentence happened to be when Scourge yanked on his leash. Silver swallowed hard at Scourge’s words. How would he pay exactly? He’d never had a speck of money in his entire life. He’d never be able to pay him back for those boots. "Uh...?"

Scourge: A Master didn't need a reason to show a bit of kindness to their slaves. Today he bought something for each of them even if Silver's gift would last longer and was -a hundred- times more expensive then the pastries. Next month he'll likely buy something for them as well barring they were able to behave themselves. While the lower rung couldn't afford to buy gifts for their slaves like this it wasn't too unheard of for Nobles to purchase elaborate gifts for their slaves. In their eyes they kept the otherwise disgruntled slave happy in the long run. It also served as a motivator for both the one who received the gift and the slaves around them. The receiving slave would want to work harder to show gratitude for a great gift. The others would want to work more to get a better gift.

See? There was a method to his madness.

" You'll see. Even a slave can have a small amount of power over their Masters in certain situations. " Then came the suggestive wink. Silver would likely not be able to understand what he meant by that but he would in good time. The truth of the matter was that both of his cute hedgehog slaves had the ability to work him over if they knew how to use it to their advantage. They just needed to bring that talent to the surface.

Scourge reached for Silver's bakery bag to pull out the cream filled donut that Sonic choose from the bakery earlier. The blue hedgehog hadn't annoyed him too much outside the of the chocolate fountain incident so he was deserving of a treat. " Here. " He handed him the donut that he wouldn't be able to exchange for one of the other treats in the bag. This was the one he picked out for him so it was the one that would have to sustain him for the rest of the day. Since Silver wasn't on restriction he could pick out his other treat whenever he wanted. In the meantime he'd enjoy what was left of his hot sticky bun.


That same guard from before was still on duty when the three hedgehogs left the gates of Moebotropolis. While they bowed their heads in respect to the Noble when he walked past them they eyed the blue hedgehog slave with malicious intent. Just as he passed then reached out to give his furry blue cheeks a firm grope that lasted a second of two. When they released him they also gave him a simultaneous slap on the ass. What the? Why hadn't they attacked Silver as well!? The reason was the collar he wore. It prevented them from laying a hand on the white hedgehog.

Sonic: Sonic looked excited to finally get some food. He took it from Scourge gratefully, even if he did sort of leave out the gratitude verbally. The way he looked at it made one think he might tear into it immediately. As he took a bite, however, he was torn between eating the donut right away or trying to make it last. The freshly baked good was just too irresistable to pass up. Thank goodness too or else he might have dropped it or had it taken away when they neared the exit. There'd be a reason for that. As Sonic finished off his donut, with plenty of delightful hums and grunts, he nearly dropped his bag of clothes in his good hand when someone got the nerve to touch him so crudely. While he didn't forget the guard that he exchanged a glare with earlier in the day, he had meant to ignore him as they walked by. Having his rear groped certainly made that impossible. At least for him.

His quills stood on end and his tail gave a surprsied twitch. The slap was just the icing on the cake that had Sonic whirling around, furious. His face was red though more from embarrassment than anything else. Ah... and just when he thought he wouldn't be making any scenes. That guard better have a cup because that surprising yank on Scourge's leash was Sonic jerking forward to deliver one hell of a kick between his legs.


Silver: "Power over...huh?" A slave having power over their master? That statement was so backwards that Silver had to stop for a second to think about it, the seductive wink Scourge gave him escaping his line of sight. Though he was pulled along a second later. He decided to save his treats for when they got back. He knew for a fact that eating sweets before a long walk wasn’t the best idea. Something Finitevus had taught him and now he knew why. But at least Sonic got to eat something today.

Of course, when he noticed Scourge jerk back a bit from a strong pull, Silver couldn’t help but turn around and observe the scene. He winced as Sonic delivered that kick with his incredibly powerful legs. Oooooh...now that had to hurt. And just when things seemed they would go smoothly the whole time they were here.


Scourge: Should have figured that the trip wouldn't completely go without a hitch. The moment he felt Sonic stop moving he knew that something was wrong but he'd been too slow in yanking Sonic's leash to stop him from delivering that kick. Thankfully his restraints kept him from doing the serious bone breaking damage that he would have been able to do otherwise. It was still more then enough to floor the guard that he'd kicked before Scourge pulled him back. Good thing, too, because the guard's friend had swung a baton where the hedgehog had been standing originally. Damn it, Blue.

As the other guard advanced on Sonic he came between them to protect his slave. Or so it seems. " Sorry about that. He isn't exactly the most touchy-feely Black Collar you can find. " If Sonic could ever sense trouble before it happened it would definitely be now. " I'm sure we can make it up to your friend, there. How about I let you try 'im our for free tonight? " Though Scourge could -really- use the money after spending so much on their trip he knew these lowly guards wouldn't have enough to cover even the donuts. Sonic wouldn't fetch a good price even if he'd been used like that, anyway.

The standing guard looked over the blue hedgehog shielded by Scourge in consideration. Then he looked at the white hedgehog as well. " There's two of us. You should give them both to us for the night. " Obviously he was trying to skirt the rule that restricted the use of White Collar slaves.


Scourge: Lucky for Silver he caught onto it early. There was a defense at the ready. " No dice. He only swung on your friend there. You can either take 'em or walk away with nothing. I don't have to compensate at all here since I'm your superior. " Felt the need to point that out.

He gave off a thoughtful 'Hm' in consideration. " I think we have an understanding. We'll take the hedgehog for the night and meet you here to return him tomorrow morning. " Scourge would come pick him up when he came into town to do his work at dawn. " Are there any restrictions? "

Scourge: " The standard. No breaking or cutting off limbs. "

Sonic: It never felt so good to hit someone. Too bad that came with such devastating consequences. As Scourge got between them, Sonic glared over his shoulder at the other guard. He was willing to try to handle his own against him and fight. If not for the cuffs on his feet, he was sure he could wipe up the floor with these losers in a heart beat. Unfortunately, it'd take some effort. However, hearing what Scourge had to say left his jaw dropping. "W-What?!" He gawked from behind him, barely giving them a chance to negotiate. "You can't do that! Come on, Scourge--er, Master!" Yeah, he liked hearing that, didn't he? "He just caught me by surprise, that's all. I won't kick anyone else!" He didn't want to imagine what kind of sick ideas they had planned for him. And he'd do anything and everything he could to not be given to them tonight. While Scourge didn't seem to like him so well, it was still a shock to think he'd be handed over so easily when these goons had such dark intentions.

The guard greatly enjoyed watching that little bitch squirm under pressure. He was going to look forward to his partner there getting his just desserts. Just wait until they made it back to the barracks. Or maybe they won't wait after all. " I think we have a deal. " He held his hand out expectantly. Their shift was almost over as indicated by the lowering sun. It wouldn't be too much longer before they were able to enjoy their new addition.

Scourge: Scourge completely ignored the blue hedgehog as he made the negotiations. Only when he finished did he acknowledge his prescience. It wasn't in a nice way, either. He yanked the blue hedgehog forward to look him in the eye briefly. That look in his eyes was heated enough to cut clear through steel. " More then I hate the idea that you once again attacked a Free is that you made me look bad in the process. You WILL learn how to control yourself before I take you out in public again. Let tonight be a reminder as to why you should always be on your best behavior, and I expect an apology both to me and the guard you attacked before I take you back in the morning. " And then he shoved the blue hedgehog towards the waiting guard.

" You're lucky I'm willing to take you back at all. "


He'd been ready for him when he caught him. A thick muscled arm wrapped around the hedgehog's neck to hold him steady as he raised him a few feet in the way to make the application easier. In his other hand he had a cloth with a thick anesthetic that they used to subdue runaways and criminals in a non-lethal matter. Once he slapped the cloth over the hedgehog's nose and mouth he'd be out in ten seconds.

Scourge: The Master simply dropped the leash since the guards could pick it up at any time. He also was mindful enough to take the bag that Sonic had been carrying so it wouldn't be left behind in the chaos. At least his clothes would make it back to the mansion tonight. " Let's go. " This was a terrible sight for Silver to see and he didn't want to expose him to it any longer. While Silver may have been worried for the blue hedgehog's well being he was not. The guards knew better then to mess over a Noble's merchandise.

Sonic: Okay, now he was really starting to panic. But that stubborn attitude assured him that somehow he could fight these guys off. Not even broken or worked up to this point, it was more than a little cruel for Scourge to turn on him so easily and act so pissed off. It wasn't fair that he couldn't protect his own body from some overgrown bear that thought he could touch him with such disrespect. It was in this case he forgot again that he was a slave. And even if he had remembered it wouldn't mean much. He still couldn't shake off how he was raised and what it meant to be a person. He would not give up so easily. While Scourge looked utterly disappointed in him, green eyes remained soft and pleading.

"Scourge--!" Sonic was shoved but he quickly regained his balance to try to move away from the arm that caught him too quickly. "Don't do this!" Hands rose up to try to pry off that muscular arm. The way he raised him up made it hard to talk and he knew his time was short even before the anesthetic was rose towards his mouth. "I'm your brother!"

A last desperate attempt to get his attention and free himself. He hadn't meant to tell him at all, at least not until he talked to his parents again. But immediately after his mouth was muffled and his eyes widened. He tried to hold his breath but it was too late. The first breath he took to hold had him inhaling the drug, making him feel light headed and his muscles relax. In a matter of seconds, Sonic was unconscious.


Scourge: Scourge wasn't keen on listening to a slave that didn't call him 'Master'. The last thing he managed to get out was intriguing enough to at least make him look back in consideration. " Ah, is that so? " Naturally Scourge didn't believe him. Sure they looked alike but he didn't think that it meant a grain of salt now. Why would he spend seventeen years the Goddess knows where only to come back now? What did he want from him? A handout? Pity?

" That's nice. " Still Lord Scourge was going to be the only one in this House who was going to be in the running to be King. Period. If there was even a remote chance that the blue hedgehog was a relation to him he'd get rid of him faster then either of them could blink an eye. He'd worked too hard to have his chances ruined. Like any good Noble he'd ensure that they weren't by any means nessasary.

A part small nagging part of him thought that what Sonic said had been true. His parent's unusual behavior yesterday worked in the blue hedgehog's favor. Jules and Bernie didn't care about his condition. They'd come home to make sure that Sonic was being treated well. Was that the reason that they were almost always absent from his life these past years? Was it because they preferred spending time with their other son over him?

Snap. That was the command for 'Come' for Silver. When he got into range he coiled an arm around the white hedgehog to pull him closer to give him a small embrace. It was more for his comfort then for the comfort of Silver. He'd have felt fine about the incident if Sonic didn't add that unnecessary weight at the end. Now he didn't know what to think. " Don't worry, babe. " He assured him softly. Surely the whole situation must have left him shaken. " I'd never do anything like that to you. "


OOC: Fair warning. Silver and Sonic's solo scenes won't be posted here for obvious reasons. If you want to see IM me.
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The fact that Sonic had struck out against someone had Silver already knowing that he was in for a punishment. That was standard. What he didn’t expect was Scourge actually giving Sonic away for the night. And to someone like that? When the blue hedgehog was grabbed by the neck, that was when he turned away. Silver wanted to help, he really did, but then the guard ask Scourge if they could have the white hedgehog as well. It made him freeze up, terrified that his master would hand him over. Was that how he was going to repay him?

Luckily, it wasn’t. Silver felt Scourge’s strong arm wrap around his shoulders. It didn’t calm Silver down much but at least it assured him that he wouldn’t end up in Sonic’s position...at least for now. Though he was blissfully unaware on what Scourge’s idea was to pay him back, his innocence could only go so far. “W-wait...we’re just going to leave him...?” He turned back, shocked even more that the guards would go so far as to drug Sonic. On impulse he jerked around but stopped himself before he actually made a harsh move.
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We skipped ahead a bit to the following day.




Bernie: Though it took almost all night to do so Bernie convinced Sonic to tolerate Scourge's behavior for a little longer. She explained an awful lot about his history, their history, and even what they were doing now to help the slaves of the Kingdom last night. It seemed that Sonic really did have friends in high places; his parents included. She promised him that they were going to get him out of here. To free him. Just as they freed Sonic's little fox friend and all of Scourge's previous slaves.

After Sonic had been treated they drove him out towards the gates only to stop an intersection early. Now seated (or at least she was) in her own limousine she looked at him with a small frown. " This is it. " She said softly. She agreed to stay out here long enough to ensure that he actually went back to Scourge and wasn't taken by anyone else again. Scourge couldn't see her, however, so they intended on making a run for it soon as the deal was successful. " We'll keep in contact with you to update you on our process on the liberation. " When they finished tracking down the people in Knothole she assured him she'd be back for him.


Scourge: " What do you mean you sold him!? " Uh oh.

Last night had been fantastic. It helped to relieve a lot of the tension that he built up from trying to break Sonic properly these past two days. The headache was coming back tenfold once he made it to the gates. With Silver in tow he'd come thinking that all three of his slaves would be there for the Showing in thirty minutes. Now one of them was missing. Just missing. Not gone like they were trying to tell him.

Scourge would have lashed out of them physically but he didn't want to put Silver in any danger. It could have been very ugly. " What the Hell gives you the right to sell my slave? You can't sell my slave! You don't have the right to do that! " The green hedgehog was pretty heated at the moment and he had every right to be.

Ricky looked a little less confident then he did last night. Once again the two guards were on the daytime guard duty. Now they really wished they had gotten the day off. The last thing they wanted to deal with was one angry noble. " We thought that the money we got for him was worth more then he was. Then y-you'd be able to buy a better slave. " He fumbled the pouch of Rings that he had in his hands as he tried to hand if over.

Scourge picked up the bag only to throw it back at the rather large target. In the face. The bag burst open so Rings rained down everywhere without a care. " I don't want your fucking money. " He snarled. " I want my slave back! "


Silver: While still a little flustered from last night, Silver wasn’t sure why he was accompanying his master to get the other slave back. Though he was grateful. He was worried about Sonic, no lie. And it looked like his worry was necessary. They had sold him? Even Silver was a little angry at that. For once his expression showing something other than fear.

What he didn’t expect was Scourge to get as pissed off as much as he did. It made him back off almost immediately, wincing when Scourge threw the rings back. That could have payed off what he owed easily and yet Master didn’t take it. Huh, looks like he cared more than he was letting on.


Sonic: Despite all of the torment he went through that definitely put a damper on that admiring spirit, Bernie's mom helped clear up quite a few things, and he couldn't deny a wave of relief that came over him after talking things out with her that night. Though he did little of the talking, she explained everything well, and he was just ecstatic that his best friend and some of the others didn't have to go through any of this. He trusted his parents again, and now he knew what had to be done. With her assurance, Sonic would just have to muster what strength he had left to endure his slavery a little while longer. So long as there was that hope, the blue hedgehog felt he could deal with the trauma that had been done to him, though not without its scars.

Walking over there would be a pain. Thank goodness for the pain killers he was given just before their trip. Should sustain him for a while. Plus, he had the one that was given to him from before. He decided to keep the vixen's good offering in case he'd ever need it again. There was still only so much it can do while he was moving and using those aching sore muscles, not to mention the fraction on one of those ribs. The swelling hadn't went down yet on his face, and there was a noticeable new patch on his side where he had been shot. Sonic was nervous, no doubt about it. Mostly because he'd be in front of those two horrible people again, and Scourge who he wasn't sure would care at all that he was missing.

Nevertheless, he did what his mom said, and gave her a hug before leaving. He headed over with a terrible limp, looking at the green hedgehog and slave. Scourge seemed very angry. He was surprised. The guards looked nervous; was he mad after finding out what happened? It was better than a careless shrug. Feeling terribly awkward and not looking at all towards Bario or Ricky. His coat was cleaned now at least but given the sight of his beaten up state, it wouldn't be hard to assume the very worst. Without saying anything, he cleared his throat, waiting for Scourge to acknowledge him once he was close enough.


Scourge: The hedgehog in question walked into a rather brutal chewing out. A cruel, crude, profanity laced berating that boiled down to something along the lines of - " Find him! " He didn't care how it was done. He wanted his slave back now! The green hedgehog may have been half their size but he had the two cowering with all of the threats that he made. " You better find him unless you're keen on taking his place ... " That was more then an idle threat. He had the authority to order them both thrown into slavery if he had a good reason for them too. Selling the property of a Noble without their expressed permission fell under those lines.

Bario, the more cowardly of the two, immediately scurried off because he did not want to be thrown into that kind of lifestyle. He was the first to spot the blue hedgehog limping up to them seemingly on his own. Grinning widely he ran over and behind to push, shove, and nearly carry him over to the enraged Noble. " Hey look! " He called out once they were close enough. " I found him! He ... must have let him go? "

Scourge: The hedgehog in question walked into a rather brutal chewing out. A cruel, crude, profanity laced berating that boiled down to something along the lines of - " Find him! " He didn't care how it was done. He wanted his slave back now! The green hedgehog may have been half their size but he had the two cowering with all of the threats that he made. " You better find him unless you're keen on taking his place ... " That was more then an idle threat. He had the authority to order them both thrown into slavery if he had a good reason for them too. Selling the property of a Noble without their expressed permission fell under those lines.

Bario, the more cowardly of the two, immediately scurried off because he did not want to be thrown into that kind of lifestyle. He was the first to spot the blue hedgehog limping up to them seemingly on his own. Grinning widely he ran over and behind to push, shove, and nearly carry him over to the enraged Noble. " Hey look! " He called out once they were close enough. " I found him! He ... must have let him go? "

Scourge: Scourge approached the two with an icy look in his eyes. For once it was not directed at the blue hedgehog. When he got close enough he smacked the bear's hands away from Sonic. " Get back to your post. " He snapped. The hedgehog was keen on throwing his weight around if he needed to. His stance and his voice were firm making him look a lot bigger then he actually was. Had to be practiced.

Now he looked towards Sonic with a sigh. His expression was more subdued as he looked to him yet ... was he expecting something?


Silver: It was actually pretty amusing to watch these two cower in fear from someone half their size. Silver almost cracked a smile if the situation wasn’t so serious. Though the amusement was evident in his eyes. He would have helped look for the lost hedgehog had Bario not come back just a few minutes later.

"Whoa..." He’d never seen someone so beat up before. Immediately after Scourge pushed the bear away, Silver was there to hold Sonic up before he collapsed. "Just relax, I got you..." Still not even knowing the hedgehog’s name. It had never been said to him. Looking Sonic over, Silver noticed most of his wounds had been patched up. Sort of. That shiner looked pretty bad. And all those bandages...what had happened?


Sonic: Bario finding and confronting him first made him immediately tense up. His ears flattened in alarm as he suddenly found himself rushed even faster over to the two, in which case, he nearly collapsed. Bario's eagerness helped keep him up because he had a good grip on him all the while. He was startled, unsure, and just stood there, still not making eye contact with the lunatic or his buddy. Sonic looked at Scourge through his good eye, uncertain of what to say. It still hurt his swelled jaw a bit to talk, but he could manage easily enough. He just felt too awkward in this situation. Sonic almost shied away from Silver when he came over to him. He was grateful for his help though, just a bit jumpy in general. He had an unbelievably rough night, and the only sleep he got was dozing off briefly in his mom's limo before they made it to the vet. That's where that bandage came from, covering the deepest of the wounds.

Relax? Sonic wondered if Silver had any idea of what he's been through or if he's ever went through it himself. He knew he must've looked like a wreck but the memories were more painful to deal with than the soreness he'd feel for over a week. There was an incredible amount of hurt and resentment in his eyes. He did not want to feel like an exposed shell of himself, as humiliated and awkward as he did right now. His mom did everything she could to convince him to get along with Scourge and that she'd be there for him later. He knew he had to, but his mind was blank. He panicked as Scourge stared at him like that, making him lean more into Silver, and look towards the ground, weak and exhausted.


Scourge: Scourge was looking to see if he remembered that he still owed him an apology. Considering all that transpired he probably didn't remember. That made the punishment completely moot then. He conceded defeat with a sigh and went to dig in his pockets. Having noticed that he no longer had his leash on him (Bernie removed it in the limo) he pulled out a leather leash to attach to the front of his collar. Interesting enough Silver didn't wear a leash today. Scourge decided that the leash was no longer necessary. Since he'd been faster to catch Sonic then he had been it was a good call. Otherwise he would have been face first in the dirt again.

His ears rose sharply when he heard the sound of an engine down the street. Some black car was getting the Hell out of dodge in a rather abrupt fashion. It moved too fast for him to get a good look at it. A good thing, too, or else he would have recognized it as his mother's personal limousine.

" Can you hold 'em? " He asked Silver after he attached the leash. So it seemed that Sonic couldn't walk on his own today. Luckily he wasn't expected to spend too much time on his feet this morning. They were going to the showing and to run a few errands downtown immediately afterwards. After that they'd head back to the mansion where at least two parties could relax.


Silver: Silver, on the other hand, had seen the limo. He had no idea who it belonged too (somebody rich at least. That was some limo!) but he knew what it looked like. If Scourge had asked, he might have been very surprised at the description. Unfortunately, he didn’t. All he asked was about Sonic.

"Y-yeah, I can hold him..." A strange wave of protectiveness washed over Silver. Maybe it was just his duty as Head Slave, but when Sonic had clung to him when Scourge looked at him funny, that protective feeling had gotten even stronger. He was told numerous times to help those who need it. By who? It didn’t matter now. She wasn’t around anymore. Instinctively, he held Sonic tighter, unsure what he was scared of now, but wanting to help him nonetheless. Besides, he’d already carried Sonic around yesterday. Not like it would make much of a difference to him if he did it again today.


Sonic: Sonic didn't mind so much to being carried this time around. Walking really wasn't his forte today. He wanted to lay down and sleep more than anything. Unfortunately, Scourge had every intention of going through with their plans today. Sonic was still so out of it, he actually was excited to feel the warm furry arms around him when Silver would pick him up. It gave him a second to rest against something comfortable (before he'd assume the position in the floor of the vehicle), even if the movement of lifting him up was painful. The grimace he gave Silver yesterday was nothing compared to the whimper that came out when his body was being adjusted and picked up. He tried to hold it in which caused him to breathe harder. Once he was secured and they headed over to the limo, he laid his head against Silver, closing his eyes.

Scourge: Technically Sonic was still on punishment even today. He anticipated that he'd receive quite a bit of abuse from the tavern down in the guard's sector. Him possibly having been sold was what enraged him more then that. The green hedgehog intended on fixing those guard's attitude problem on their way back to the limo. He seemed to be looking for something.

The Master reached into his pocket once he found it to pull out a phone. Scourge gestured for Sonic and Silver to get in the limo in front of him for once. He had to let the leash go briefly in the process. " Lay him on the seat. " He'll be along shortly. There were laws against slaves -sitting- on the furniture. He found nothing wrong with having him lay on the seat. At least for the ride over. Silver would be able to take his usual place once he came inside.

" Yeah Doc - " Scourge climbed in after them once the phone connected; pulling the door closed behind. " - I need you to make a house call. " There was a pause as he situated himself in a seat. " Yeah I'll pay you. " Snap. The sharp sound was likely for Silver. He pointed towards the leash and then towards his lap as he listened to the person on the other end. Sit down and bring the leash when you do most likely.

The price was a bit intimidating but it'd be well worth it. " Fine. Fine. Just do it. " And another pause. " There's two guards out here by the southern gate ... " Whatever he had planned for them couldn't have been pleasant.


Silver: When he tried to pick Sonic up, that whimper caught him off guard. Ears drooping, Silver loosened his hold on Sonic as much as possible while still carrying him over to the limo. Sonic’s other actions surprised him too. Cheeks turning pink as the blue hedgehog nuzzled against him. Well his chest was pretty fluffy. That was probably it.

Now he had permission to put Sonic on the actual seats. Certainly a lot better than the floor. Silver was more than happy to place Sonic on the seats, making sure those strong legs were closest to the door so they all could have some room. He looked at Sonic sadly, wondering what he went through. Scourge seemed to know but wouldn’t tell him. And he doubted Sonic would tell. "Listen...as soon as we get back, I’ll help with your wounds."

Before the master made his way into the limo, Silver took the liberty of fixing up some of Sonic’s bandaging. Most of it had been poorly done. He couldn’t do much without new bandaging but he could at least tighten them to help the healing along for now. Then the snap caught his attention, Scourge’s meaning behind it all too clear. Since Sonic’s head was closer to Scourge, it was easy to take the leash with him while he settled himself in his master’s lap. Another reason why he positioned Sonic the way he did.


Sonic: Sonic didn't expect the comfortable cushioned seats. He expected a rough, bumpy ride on the floor, but this was definitely preferable. As Silver laid him down, he immediately curled up, pulling his arms and legs to himself out of security. He didn't say much. A raspy, "Thanks" to Silver was about it when he said he'd look after him. He opened his eyes briefly as the other two situated themselves nearby, then closed his eyes again. He tried to take advantage of being able to rest as much as he could. He was still breathing hard, and tried to move his arm so he had some support for his head as a makeshift pillow. He listened idly as Scourge got someone on the phone. Sonic didn't get it; the way he gave him out to those guys, why did he bother when he could easily find someone else to replace him, or just have Silver? He certainly didn't see anything special in himself, especially after being beaten down so. But he couldn't deny the pleasure he felt at the thought of those guards gettin' what was coming to them.

Scourge: They were going to get it all right. It was going to happen so fast they weren't going to know what happened to them. Sonic knew first hand how efficient Marauders could be. Those heavily armored mobians could be found even in this city looking for easy hits. They didn't get any easier then a very high bounty being put out on two particular guards. Knowing how efficient those hunters could be they'd probably be gone by time they got home. All he needed to do was finalize their location.

" Thanks. It's appreciated. " The order had been carried out at a rather heavy expense. At this rate he'd have to hock some of his stuff just to have a little extra spending money for the month. His parents were unlikely to given him an advance on his allotment even if he could find them.

Now the conversation on the phone carried elsewhere. Into some pretty hard territory. " Yeah, it was about that slave. Yes, he's fine. " Silver could probably hear how cross Lord Finitevus was on the other line. It was hard to tell what he'd been so angry about. " No. I'm -not- getting attached to him. " As if on cue he reached up to idly scratch the underside of Silver's chin. " Can we talk about this later? I got some stuff I need to do. "

What stuff? " We're going to the Showing in Uptown. " Then came more angry yelling. " No! They're not competing. We're just going to watch. It's for next year's assessment. " Funny. Wonder why Lord Finitevus burst into an uncontrollable laughter.


Silver: Ah, so that was Finitevus on the line. Why didn’t that surprise him? If anyone could make those two worthless guards pay, it was his old Master. Silver could hear their conversation perfectly, even with Lord Finitevus on the other line. The echidna wasn’t exactly quiet when he was complaining. Sonic could probably hear the whole conversation too if he was listening. Which he probably wasn’t. Silver purred slightly as Scourge began to scratch under his chin. He hadn’t meant to but the nice feeling just came so suddenly he couldn’t help but let out the pleased sound. "If I may ask...what was Lord Finitevus laughing about?" He couldn’t find anything in their conversation that was even remotely as funny as Finitevus was making it out to be.

Scourge: All Scourge had to do was ask him to repeat himself and put it on speaker phone. Then they could both hear the reason why he thought it was so hilarious.

Finitevus: Lord Finitevus tried to pull himself together to explain his laughing fit properly. " You say you're going to turn those two into slaves worthy of being the slaves of a King like you've bought them from some reputable breeder. They're not even fit to be your slaves let alone the slaves of the possible future King of Moebotropolis. You're better off just trading them in now for two slaves of higher ranking. " In short Finitevus simply didn't believe that they could do it. It'd be a waste of time and money to spend nine months formally training these slaves for something that hadn't a hope of achieving.

What made it worst was that Finitevus didn't think Silver could do it, either, despite having spent years with Silver formally training him and keeping his submission in check. If Silver couldn't do it then what chance would Sonic have?


Scourge: Scourge's ears rocked back and forth in distaste before he replied. " There's no harm in trying. " He said simply enough. " Even if they do fail I'd have given the best chance they could possibly have to do it. " It seemed that despite all that he'd seen and observed today and yesterday he still had some small hope in his slaves.

" Look. We'll talk about this later. " They were almost there.
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Sonic: Sonic would have been a lot more concerned if he hadn't had that heart to heart talk with his mom before he got here. He was pretty sure he wouldn't have to go through with the assessment, and even if he did and failed, he knew he'd be bought by her. Right? She had really boosted his hopes in this, and it was perhaps the only thing that kept him from being so depressed. Not that he wasn't still very upset over what happened to him. To think it would all come to an end one day, however, made him feel better. Sonic said nothing at Finitevus's negativity. He didn't bother to try to defend himself or care much at all. He looked to be asleep, in fact. Though with all the noise, it was hard for him to actually do so.

Silver: At least Sonic had something to look forward to. Being rescued. If Silver failed, however, he’d probably be sold no matter what. Sold to another master who wouldn’t treat him anything like Scourge did. And if Finitevus didn’t think the white hedgehog could do it, chances are that was the case. Silver hoped that he wouldn’t be sold to those two guard (if they even survived). They had shown interest in him but were forbidden to touch him. Silver’s ears drooped. He looked miserable.

Finitevus: " All right. Just remember that their value diminishes significantly after they fail the assessment. They'd probably be nothing better then tavern slaves after they're officially marked as useless. At least if you sold them now they'd have a chance at getting a decent home. " Then the phone went dead on Finitevus' end. They would talk about it later at a further date since he didn't want to be stuck selling two worthless slaves. He already anticipated he'd receive quite the flood next years as other Nobles who came of age started dumping their slaves either by choice or because they also failed.

Scourge: Scourge flipped the phone closed at that point. Immediately he noticed that Silver was not looking best for the wear. He wrapped his arms around the hedgehog's waist to pull him in closer for a kiss. A few, actually. Fluttering down his cheek and the side of his neck just above the collar where he nestled. " Don't worry, baby. I'm sure you'll do fine. " He whispered softly into his ear before he kissed that as well. He liked the ears. For that reason he gently took one of that one in his teeth to give it a bit of a nibble.

Sonic would be able to get some sleep this morning. Scourge telling Finitevus that they were 'almost there' was just a ploy to get off the phone before stacking the odds against his slaves. They actually had another twenty to thirty minutes in the limo before they actually arrived at the inconspicuous large black building in uptown. There was no sign out front or decorations that hinted what the building could have been used for. Just two black guards at the door dressed differently then Ricky and Bario (Marauders most likely) and a feline who checked the certifications of people as they came to the door. It was a velvet rope event.

Scourge had most of the same certifications to get into a place as his parents. That meant they were obligated to let him in at most places in the Kingdom. When the three got out of the limousine he had the same card that he showed the guards before ready to present to the feline.


The feline knew better then to sneer at the Lord. That kind of distaste was shown towards his slaves instead. " Your clearance seems to be in order. “ She said before wrinkling her nose at his slaves. “ I take it you're not showing those, correct? " Her tone suggested she thought of them little better then mongrels.

Sonic: It wouldn't be hard to think Sonic was one. For her to even think there was a possibility in his state to be in any competition seemed rather silly, didn't it? Sonic paid her no mind. When they had arrived, he was rather distressed. After having dozed off, it was even harder to get his body working again. He did though, and struggled to actually stand outside of the limo rather than have Silver carry him again. Instead, he hooked his arm around his waist, looking at him sheepishly to see if it was alright. That way, instead of him supporting his whole weight, maybe they could get along easier this way. As they came across the entrance, Sonic glanced around, showing a tremendous amount of uninterest, rather than when he got to go out yesterday.

Silver: The hug came out of nowhere, causing Silver to perk up again and squeak at the kisses. Whimpering a little afterwards. Scourge sure knew how to catch people’s attention. Though it was dampened by Scourge’s attention, Silver’s feeling of dread didn’t go away. He was still certain what Finitevus said was true. The echidna knew him better than anyone here. So he really was useless.

He gave no indication that he saw Sonic’s look, only helping him walk along. Might as well do what he could before getting sold off. Silver knew it was a ways away but it didn’t help that the fear was still looming over his shoulders. Lost in his own little world now. Following blindly after his master. So now he was a mongrel? How many more titles was he going to get?


Scourge: Scourge just scoffed at the feline, quills raising. There were some real snobs here in Uptown and he knew it. The type who spent all day sitting around talking about how much their stock portfolio grew today. They'd never have to worry about assessments or the like because their financial and social standings were set in stone. He didn't like them. Not at all. It just wasn't any fun hanging out in their circles which was why he preferred to spend his days relaxing back at the mansion. Sure he could go out but what fun could he have around people like that?

Inside of the black building was rather impressive. There was seating around the center stage where a performance was already happening. A male lion was doing some kind of act with fire that required that the lights be dimmed low. With a flaming two ended baton in one hand and a bottle of flammable liquid in the other he put on an impressive show that called for him to roar out at certain times. Whenever he did he created a rather large fireball that filled the air with intense heat. His trainer was an echinda who stood off to the side of the performance hall with a whip. They looked rather displeased at the performance and then looked down at their watch. Ten more seconds ...

The Master escorted his two slaves around one side. " I'm gonna go get a drink. You two want somethin'? " If not then there was a place where they could sit along this side. Sonic might recognize the sitting area for slaves over in the far corner. It looked nicer then the one from the tavern last night but it was still a place for slaves. Quite a few were sitting and conversing there already.


Sonic: The first thing he noticed was how loud everything was. His ears folded as he looked towards the center of the stage where somebody was already performing some kind of show. He was more impressed by the lights and interior of the building though that sudden burst of fire seemed intriguing. Little expressed its self on his face, however. Sonic stuck close to Silver, watching through a tired eye as they were led over to one side. Considering Scourge addressed them both, Sonic had no hessitation in requesting something his throat really craved. Dry and sore, he quickly asked, "Anything. Water?" Anything he could drink, that is. Though he was given plenty of fluids, his mouth still felt dry, and still held a bitter taste. Food wasn't an option quite yet despite an empty stomach. A shame since he took such care in picking out those donuts from the other day. They were probably thrown out at this point or ate by somebody else, however. It wouldn't have mattered. Either way they would have gone to waste today.

Silver: Silver had to squint when he first came inside. Not only was it loud but those lights were incredibly bright! One would think he was used to it by now. This wasn’t the first time Silver was here just to watch. Finitevus had taken him and numerous other slaves to watch, as well as enter a slave in it himself. The tricks were interesting to watch but right now Silver’s mind was too far out there to really pay attention. Only after he heard Sonic talk right next to him did he realize that his master had said something to the both of them. "No...no thank you, Master. I don’t need anything." At least Sonic was getting some much needed water.

Scourge: " All right, sit him down over there and I'll bring him his water. " Since Sonic looked a little worst for the wear he'd spring for some decent water. They had some lightly flavored fruit stuff in a bottle they sold at the bar. He'd grab three or four bottles of those at two Rings each to give to the blue hedgehog for being such a good sport about this. His behavior was surprising, though. He didn't expect for Sonic to be so pacified about what he endured even after going through all of that. There must have been something on his mind ...

... or maybe he was just hoarse from screaming.


Time! The first the the lion's echinda handler did was give him one good crack across the back for a sub-par performance. The whipping came so suddenly that even the well built lion couldn't hold onto his equipment. For dropping it he was whipped again to a chorus of 'boos'. Surprisingly some of those boos also came from the carpet where the slaves were sitting. They didn't like his performance, either?

" Five months of training gone to waste. " Another white furred slave, this time a female mouse, sighed heavily as she took a drink from her own glass. She knelt in the corner of the carpet and looked quite disinterested in the punishment being delivered to the lion. " They should just get rid of him and import a fire breather from Shamar. " And she took another sip. Geeze. The slaves here seemed just a cruel to others as their Masters!


Sonic: Sonic was relieved Scourge complied without incident. He'd readily join Silver to sit down somewhere, though sitting wouldn't be much more comfortable than standing. Considering his backside got most of the abuse, Sonic had to be careful when he actually did sit down. And even so, he was shifting his weight more to one side, trying to take the pressure off. He wasn't comfortable at all. He must've fidgeted and squirmed the entire time. As the handler seemed unhappy with his slave, Sonic wasn't interested in watching. He experienced and saw enough cruelty to last him a lifetime. What he didn't expect though was for the other slaves to seem so unsympathetic.

After all, they could easily be in that same position soon, and had they forgotten what they've must've gone through to get to this point? They may have been born into slavery as Silver had. Either way, it didn't give them the right to be so mean. "Jerks." He grumbled to Silver. "How can they act like that?" His voice was hoarse from something, and Scourge might have guessed right. Though it wasn't the main reason why he was being so quiet. There could be a variety of things, however, none of which would have seemed unreasonable given what he had gone through. Even those comments, whereas they were angry, were soft, and weren't exactly looking for confrontation. Maybe that's why he didn't snap at the slaves sitting next to him.
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He almost didn't answer Sonic. But sooner or later a quiet voice replied, "You can't show something that's never been shown to you in the first place..." As if on cue, Silver found a small pillow nearby and handed it to the sore hedgehog. "You get used to it." For people born into slavery, such as himself, it wasn't uncommon for them to turn out exactly like their master. It was all they knew how to be like so they incorporated it to their own nature, much like how a child imitates their parents.

So then why wasn't he like that? Why didn't Silver act like Finitevus? Because, lucky for him, he'd actually been shown something other than cruelty at a young age.

Silver rose a brow at Sonic, wondering why his voice was so hoarse sounding. He wanted to ask but he knew he shouldn't pry. Though the blue hedgehog definitely sounded like he needed a drink or something. Hoping Master would come back soon with the beverages and absentmindedly watching the action on the stage.
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The group of slaves briefly looked over Sonic and Silver. Then, with a giggle, they gradually moved away from them and further into their corner as if they were carriers of some kind of contagious virus. Gossip started almost immediately amongst them mainly about the two slaves who sat down even before they knew their names.

" So the Number 3 has two more slaves ... " One of them began.

Another one huffed. " Wonder how long they'll last. "

" That blue one looks kind of homely. "

" It's to be expected. He's just a whore. "

" The white one has pretty eyes - "

" I don't know. Maybe he's bred? "

" Maybe he's a - oh! Their Master's coming! "


Scourge: Funny how a group's demeanor completely changed when someone of authority came across them. They straightened up from their hunched over positions to kneel properly for Scourge. In fact they added a bit more to the mix as he passed them. It looked like they actually -bowed- to him. Scourge didn't pay it or them any mind, not even when they chorused 'Good Morning, Master'. It these circles it was such a common sight that he hardly paid it any mind. It didn't mean much to him for -other- people's slaves to bow to him. He'd be more appreciative when his own slaves showed an ounce of respect.

Not that he expected anything like that from them this morning. Not from these two. Not even in public. He simply leaned over the carpet to give Sonic three of the flavored bottles; lemon / lime, blueberry, and strawberry and Silver one other; cherry. " The assessment has a few portions. The next portion will show you two of the five portions of the examination. You have to pass three out of five to even be considered a slave worthy of the King. " He explained before taking a seat. Since he knew the other slaves on the rug and didn't necessarily trust them he'd keep an eye out for them. That meant the wooden chair right next to the rug would have to do.


The same handler as before stepped into the center stage to make a brief introduction. " We will now have our two senior Fighting Slaves do a drill in preparation for sparring. Slave Mocca has just finished her three year training course in hand to hand combat and will be up for sale this coming auction. Her starting bid is 150,000 Rings. Slave Vivian is our most decorated Fighter with over twenty five commemorative titles. As a favorite at this Winter's Festival her estimated worth is expected to rise to 850,000 Rings. Of course she is not for sale being the personal warrior of our Kingdom's ruler. "

Snap. The handler snapped with both fingers and then pointed to the area to either side of him. Sonic might be in for a little trip this morning since he was likely to recognize not one but both of the slaves who stepped out into the performance floor. The female vixen from the previous night had cleaned up nicely following her 'shift' and knelt to the handler's left. The other one was that chocolate colored rabbit who also helped him survive the previous night. She knelt to the right.


Sonic: Silver made a good point. He supposed he shouldn't blame them despite their behavior. Even if they too won their attention. Talk about immature. Sonic paid no mind to them, however. He tried to prop a pillow between him and Silver to lean against on one side, pulling his legs up next to him. He'd offer another thank you to him, and a reluctant thank you to Scourge. At least it was something. Considering how dehydrated he's been lately, he really was grateful he'd get him anything. He was surprised with three bottles and graciously took them. He went for the blueberry one first, opening the lid to down. He didn't stop until it was near the half way mark and from there, turned his attention to the ring as Scourge explained. He listened to the introductory, sipping on his bottle every now and then. He nearly choked on a gulp when he realized he recognized the two slaves on the stage. His ears rose up in recognition, shocked to see them in a place like this.

He never would have expected it since, what was described as two very impressive slaves, were found tormented in a shady place like the Tavern. The vixen did say she was being punished for something though. He wondered what she must've done to land her in a place like that.


The first portion that Scourge talked about was called 'Drilling'. Similar to how a Drill Instructor commands a group of new recruits on how to preform various tasks the two slaves were made to do a long list of commands. Most of the commands were given without any verbal indication to what they may have been at first. Then he slipped in a few of the verbal type to make sure that they knew how to recognize both. The handler was obvious trying to confuse them in hopes they'll mess up and have to be punished in front of the crowd but their response and hearing was sharp despite what they endured the previous night. Looked like he wouldn't be able to get that chance.

Some of the commands given were downright degrading. At more then one point during the ten minute demonstration were the slaves expected to crawl after their handler; once on their hands and knees and again slithering along on their bellies. After assuming the former position once they were made to crawl over and kiss the handler's boots; a sign of active submission. Immediately after they moved in close to nuzzle his calves and thighs like kittens.

Snap. That was put to an end after ten seconds or so. The two slaves once again knelt to either side of their handler. The handler briefly rewarded them for putting on a flawless show by rubbing them behind the ears. " As you see a perfectly trained slave is expected to follow commands without question or hesitation. They're not allowed to think about the consequences of their actions more-so then the consequence of not preforming an action. That is far more severe. " Of course most slaves already knew that.

Now he put a little distance between himself and the kneeling slaves. Maybe Sonic and Silver would catch that Scourge's tail was wagging at this point because he knew what was about to happen next. Normally he didn't go for females but he knew that there was one thing these two could do very well. The handler reached for two quarterstaff's laying across a chair at the edge of the stage. They were thrown over to the two slaves who caught them with just one hand. Mocca nearly fumbled hers, though. She was almost too small for it. " Fighting Stance. " Ah. That was a new command.


Mocca: When the two stood up this time Mocca took on a particular stance. " Ready ... "

Vivian: Vivian took it, too, but not without looking at her handler first. " Master, may I - " The handler nodded. Vivivan brought the staff around to her front and promptly broke it in half across her knee. With one piece in each hand she readjusted them to take on another stance. " Ready. "

"Then ... " He moved an inch to the right to get into a better position. " Begin! "

Sonic: Sonic seemed to be a bit more interested now. He hoped that everything worked out for them. He wasn't sure what to expect to see though. They had only arrived a little bit ago and this was all really new to him. Needless to say, he was impressed that they could keep up with those wide range of orders, he certainly got confused. But the blue hedgehog only knew a couple of commands. He glanced at Silver, wondering if he knew all of them. Turning his attention back to the show, he frowned at a few things they had to do. He liked them far too much to see them degraded at all but the crowd really seemed to like the show. They didn't mess up, not even once. But what came as a real treat was the entertainment they were about to provide in...combat! Now this ought to be interesting.

Silver: The last thing Silver had said was a quiet "Thank you master" when Scourge handed him a bottle of water. Well he hadn’t asked for anything but got something anyway. He’d just save it for later. From there he kept silent, ignoring what the other slaves said about him before two more slaves stepped onto the stage. Looks like Sonic knew them. Too bad.

He went over all the commands they were given in his head, nodding sometimes to confirm that he got them right. Had to be sure he knew these commands if this was what was expected of him next year. When the fighting actually started, Silver weighed their moves with his own options. If he was able to use his powers when this event came around next time, he’d have a huge advantage. If not, it was better to observe and figure out what to do then just be incredibly helpless. Besides, it would lessen the amount of training Scourge would have to put him through. He wasn’t looking forward to that.


Scourge: Since Silver had a special attribute that gave him an edge over other slaves he wouldn't be allowed to use his powers in spars. It would imbalance the game too much. All slaves who had even hints of enhanced ability were required to wear the power restricting restraints while sparring though that didn't mean that they were to serve completely without using their powers. There would be a time and a place for them to show off their own personal talents. Scourge had every intention of seeing how far his slaves' powers reached soon enough starting with the one who showed greater promise.

" Hmm. " Scourge seemed faintly reoccupied with some slips of paper that he had in his hands. If either slave got a chance to actually read them they'd realize that they were betting odds. Had Scourge actually bet on the outcome of this match before it started? That'd explain why everyone was so excited to see them fight. " Vivian leads Mocca 1:25 ... A single 50 Ring bet on Vivian would cover the fifty 1 Ring bets on - " Yep. That seems to have been the case! No wonder he was so excited, but who did he expect to win?


Mocca: " HAH! " Mocca charged in with a forward thrust that was easily blocked by Vivivan bringing her two pieces of staff together in front of her. It served as a way to push her back. Mocca kept jabbing even though she effortlessly blocked those wild swings.

Vivivan: At the end of the series Vivian hooked one of the pieces of staff under Moccas and pushed up and back to spin her around. While she was disoriented she delivered a swift kick to her backside to force her to the ground. The crowd erupted in cheers.

Mocca: Mocca fell hard and lost her staff in the process. She scrambled to get it and flipp around on her back at Vivian advanced; stomping down at where the rabbit's torso had been previously. The rabbit needed the staff to block the flurry of hits that came down close to her face and chest. She appeared trapped, cornered, but she raised one of her legs up briefly and kicked Vivian's leg out from underneath her.

The crowd gasped as Mocca climbed on top of Vivian; restraining her with the longer staff going across her pinned forearms and pressing into her neck. The vixen struggled but couldn't quite get free. Not by using her upper body, at least.

The rabbit held her breathe when she felt two feet pressing back on her stomach. Vivian had brought her feet up there and used them to push her off and send her flying forward. Her back slammed harshly into the edge of the stage before she crashed down to the ground, obviously in pain, and her ears pinned sharply. She had lost her staff again but that was the least of her problems ...

Sonic: Sonic was a little concerned about who the victor would be and what it would mean for the loser. He liked them both, but had to admit, he preferred the vixen. She spent time with him the longest back at the Tavern, and was the most helpful. Not to say he didn't like everyone that took the time out to make sure he was okay and to protect him from the other mobians. Glancing over briefly to see that Scourge was betting on them made him look a tad irritated. It was a bit morbid to think people were betting on two mobians fighting each other like this. But he was full aware that cruelty knew no bounds in this type of field. He simply turned his attention back to the fight and waited anxiously for the winner to prevail.

Their skills were incredibly impressive. Unless Sonic didn't have his inhibitors on, he was certain he too could at least succeed in this category. However, it was his speed that gave him the upper edge, a special talent that would probably be restricted. Otherwise without it, Sonic wasn't good at close, hand to hand combat.


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Vivian: The fighter cringed when the smaller rabbit was sent into that wall. That had not been her intention at all! She moved out of her crouching position facing away from the rabbit to turn and face her, wide eyed, and in the process eyed her staff. When she picked up the staff the crowd thought the fight was over for sure.

It was. The mobian who'd had the more impressive showing moved down on one knee and bowed her head. The crowd responded to the gesture with a chorus of boos aimed at the weak willed vixen. That stance she'd taken was the equviliant of throwing in the towel in a boxing match. She threw the fight!

Snap! This time the handler did it with two hands. While he gestured for Mocca to remain where she was when ordered to kneel he demanded that Vivian come to him right that instant. She did. She didn't have to see the gesture to know that she'd been called to the Principal's Office in a matter of speaking.

There she'd been given some harsh words. " What the Hell was that for? " He whispered to her harshly. " Haven't you learned your lesson from last time? "


Vivian: She moved to kneel in front of him with her ears pinned back, tail tucked in, knowing full and well that she'd been in trouble for throwing the match. She wouldn't take it back if she had to. Even though she knew it was the 'wrong' thing to do she knew it was also the right thing to do. " She's in no condition to fight anyone let alone me, Master. I did not want to risk her any further injury. " Her actions were explained to him thoroughly with just that but she felt compelled to add. " Besides, you didn't tell me I could not forfeit beforehand. "

That was true. So true that her handler's eyes widened in realization that he'd forgotten that little tidbit. This slave has been notorious for showing an impeccable amount of mercy when fighting other slaves so he'd been instructed to order her not to throw her matches. In his haste to get the match started he completely forgot to mention it this time.

" Clever bitch. " He snarled at her before stepping around her to address the crowd. The handler gave her a rather harsh bump with his hip when he passed. " The ruling is in favor of the forfiet. At odds 25 to 1 Mocca has been declared the winner! " Again this was met with a wave of boos.


Scourge: Not from Scourge, however. He couldn't have been happier that Vivivan lost. The hedgehog actually jumped up from his chair in excitement. " Hot damn! Is that lucky or what? " His tickets were gathered up and counted in stacks of ten to ensure that he did indeed have all fifty. Tail wagging, he looked back at his own slaves with a big grin. " Your Master's up by 1,200 thanks to that little technicality. I guess that means I won't have to hold back for the rest of the month after all. " He gave them a sheepish grin at the mention of that.

" Feel like celebrating. After we get done here how 'bout we head down to the park for some rounds? " Of what? They'll see when they got there! Their opinion of whether or not they actually wanted to go to the park (Sonic especially) didn't really matter.

They were still going! ... right after Scourge cashed in.


The handler shooed Vivian away at this point. " You have rug duty for the rest of the day. Again. " Looks like he wasn't done scolding the vixen for getting them out of a ton of money just yet. " And take that wench with you. "

Vivivan: " As you wish, Master. " Vivian knew that she dodged a much harsher bullet then 'Rug Duty'; mainly a whipping in front of this crowd. The one perk of being a slave on her level was that they were very rarely whipped let alone whipped in public. Having learned the ins and outs of slavery she acknowledged that there were far better (and worst) punishments then ten lashes across the back. Her latest duty was considered a 'light punishment' compared to others.

Mocca was still trying to recover from her injury. In light of this she leaned over to pick the bunny up in the same fashion she picked Sonic up the previous night, bridal-style, and made her way up to the rug where the other slaves were.

Only now did she see a familiar face from the previous night. She beamed warmly at Sonic as she approached them. A small 'excuse me' was muttered to Silver as she crossed over to place Mocca down beside Sonic. " Ah, so you survived. " She started with a smile. " I am glad you came out of that all right ... in a matter of speaking. "

Mocca: Judging by the way she winced when Vivian first picked her up Mocca either sustained or aggravated some kind of back injury. None too surprising considering she too was a slave. Since her performance today was so sub-par chances are she was whipped a lot just to get to this point. " I'm glad you're all right too ... erm ... what's your name, anyway? Surely you have one! "
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Sonic: The two were impressive fighters. Sonic would have enjoyed watching them more but he imagined it was hard for the two having to battle one another like that. They seemed to be friends before. And it became obvious just how difficult it was when the fox suddenly threw in the towel. Something he felt he could admire even more than her skill. He saw a bit of himself in her; and it was nice to see someone still so strong after what must've been years of undergoing such abuse. She still kept her personna and still managed to put her foot down despite the consequences. Sonic knew there'd be consequences. That's what immediately worried him when she did that. Fortunately, he didn't have to witness any of the punishment, or didn't think he would have to.

As she wandered over to him, the blue hedgehog tried to straighten up and perk up more. His tail twitched, giving her a timid smile when she made eye contact. Of course, he looked a little concerned too. That was for Mocca. He tried to give her room to sit as well as Vivian spoke up. "Well, I am alive." He may not be so totally alright, but he was glad to see her again to give his gratitude to her. He wasn't sure he'd ever see her again. Amazing she'd be here right when he was. "I want to thank you. Without you, I'm certain I wouldn't be here right now." And he wasn't referring to her help in the Tavern. If she hadn't informed his mother what was going on, he would have been left rotting dead in that alley.

When Mocca suddenly asked for his name, the blue hedgehog blinked at her. He seemed surprised. It was the first time anyone's asked and his ears perked up, lookingly oddly more content. "Sonic. Sonic the Hedgehog."


Silver: Silver politely moved out of the way for the two females. He wasn’t really listening in on them. Just the fact that they were right next to them he couldn’t help but hear what they said. Yeah, definitely not eavesdropping. Ah, so they’d helped Sonic out last night. That explained how they knew each other.

When Mocca asked for the blue hedgehog’s name, Silver turned his head, actually seeming interested now. He didn’t know Sonic’s name. Nobody had ever mentioned it before. The name made him put a hand over his mouth, trying to hold in his laughter. It felt nice, he hadn’t laughed like that for a while.


Vivian: " You're welcome. " Nodding in understanding to his situation, she'd been informed of it at length the previous night by the boy's mother. Such a tragic case this was. The poor boy never really stood a chance. " Just don't make a habit out of it, all right? You need to be in the best of health for the future that awaits you. " Her words had a double meaning to them that Sonic would know of by now. She was subtly referring to when it came time for Sonic to run from slavery and towards his Freedom. Given how extremely risky the action would be they would have one, and only one, chance.

Mocca: Mocca's ears twitched to the white hedgehog's laughter. " Hey ... what's so funny? " She asked innocently. " I think it's a very nice name. " Much better then the names that some bad slaves were given by their Master. Terrible names that stung the tongue when they were said. Mocca came to Sonic's defense with mixed results. " Maybe he got it because he's so loud. Vivian do you remem - "

Vivian: " I think that'll do, Mocca. " Yet she couldn't help but laugh a little herself.

Scourge: Scourge came back looking rather pleased with himself. It wasn't every day that one of his fighting bets came through. He usually lost because he put his bets on the slave that was more attractive to him out of the two. Good thing that little bunny was too cute for the fox to hit anymore then she did. He was surprised to see the two talking to his own.

" Hey. " He barked out to his two before gesturing for them to come. " Stop flirtin' and get your asses over here. " The two had to be trying to impress the ladies. Why else would men talk to women? " They're both kinda out of your league, anyway. "


Sonic: Sonic couldn't help but grin, even if it was small. He caught that double meaning, and had no choice but to reassure her. If she can do this, he could too. Despite what's happened to him, he had no choice but to move forward. And if he wanted to get out of this situation all together, he had to be careful, and definitely needed to change his demeanor. As they all suddenly seemed amused by his name, or namely Silver, he looked at the other hedgehog, almost forgetting about him. He huffed, thinking he was making fun.

Looking back at the other two, he was intent on defending himself. "I got the name because I'm fast. I can run faster than anyone." And considering he has yet to race Scourge, he was willing to stand by that title. Speaking of the devil... The blue hedgehog turned his attention to him, turning red in the face at the comment he made. He wasn't flirting! ...Though they were attractive. He smiled sheepishly at the two. Supposed they were going to have to go. He was reluctant to move but was ready to get up when Silver was. He'd just be a bit shaky at the whole walking thing still.


Silver: "Sorry..." he said between laughs, quiet but noticeable. "I’m not laughing at you. It just suits you so well." And based on the stunt he pulled yesterday, Silver believed him when the blue hedgehog said he may be the fastest thing alive. He smiled at Sonic, another thing he hadn’t done in a while. "It’s just too perfect."

Ears went up as his master’s voice caught his attention. Though he didn’t understand what ‘flirt’ meant he did understand the command. Right away he helped Sonic stand up and walked him over to Scourge, giving the two females a nodding farewell. Looks like Master won a lot. Betting was another thing he was used to seeing. It wasn’t the worst thing that could happen. Only if the master was upset when losing a bet did slaves have something to worry about.


Mocca: " Oh really? " Mocca thought that the claim was rather impressive. There weren't many mobians who could run really fast. To say they're the fastest, though? " I thought Master Scourge was the fastest mobian in Moebotropolis. He broke every one of those previous track records didn't he? " And that was just his first time out! As he grew older, stronger, and obtained more endurance he was able to break his own records several times over to firmly establish the fact that he was the fastest mobian around. If Sonic and Scourge were about the same in speed it would be such an interesting race!

When Scourge called his slaves out for flirting they couldn't help but laugh even more. That was a rather cute thing for him to think. Than again the average Master didn't think that slaves were even capable of being friends with one another. Sonic and Silver were given a wave to bid them farewell.

Vivian: Not without a bit of a parting word, however. " I think your Master's the jealous type. " Vivian smirked. Why else would he care if his slaves flattered the women-folk a little. Had to whisper it as not to upset their Master. The only question was which party the Master had been jealous of. They've all heard rumors ...

Scourge: This time Scourge decided to do without the restrictive leashes that he normally put on them. He took the one that was on Sonic's leash off and pocketed it again. Why? Sonic was lagging too far behind the rest of them to make a leash convenient for starters. Aside from that they were actually heading out to a place where leashes weren't really needed: the Kingdom's best park.

Heel. That was the command given to Silver who was probably carrying Sonic as they left. " We won't be out for much longer. I just wanted to show you both a place you can go to on your own sometime. " Out here? Alone?


Sonic: Ah, so Scourge was his competition; he thought as much considering the speed he's witnessed from him already. However, Sonic didn't doubt his own potential. "I don't have to prove to anyone who's the best when I already know." A twinkle of that whipped spirit. He nearly lost it when Scourge called them over but bid them farewell. He didn't seem so concerned with what Vivian tried to assume; jealous? Seeing how Silver was unscathed and he had been raped countless times, he highly doubted it was over him being with anyone else. That's already happened. As the blue hedgehog moved away though, he actually tried to do this more on his own, perhaps a little embarrassed to be seen relying so much on the white hedgehog for support. But he ended up leaning against Silver anyway. There was no hiding that painful limp, and the pressure he still felt between his legs, and moving around with bruises, cuts and a fracture, well... it wasn't fun.

Now that they've seen the show, he was wanting to go home. He didn't want to go out in the first place, and Scourge's uninterest in his condition to go out anyway only enforced the idea of his sheer dislike of him. A park might have seemed nice in any other circumstance. Open air, natural scenery, but the walking portion seemed like torture. He wouldn't ask for Silver to pick him up again though. Still too much pride for that; and he didn't want to be a bother on the guy anymore than he has already.

When Scourge said something about them going out some day on their own, Sonic didn't seem so keen on the idea despite what independence he maintained. Unless he had his inhibitors off, he'd shudder to think about the trouble he could get into again. Having disposed of his first water bottle (empty now), Sonic carried the other two, saving them for later.
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Silver seemed to think otherwise. Scourge still wanted Sonic to be his pleasure slave; he was just filling in the role for now. The master probably just wasn’t too happy that Sonic was enjoying himself somewhat with another’s company. As far as he knew, Sonic was still Scourge’s ultimate goal. Then again, the blue hedgehog didn’t know that. He sighed, smile fading. He was still so confused on the matter but just went with it. Do what the master says and things will work out. Hopefully.

His ears perked when Scourge mentioned a place they could go on their own. Really? Master was actually granting permission to go out alone? One place but it was still better than nothing. Pulling Sonic closer, he helped the blue hedgehog shift his weight around so it would be easier to walk and follow. Silver didn’t mind. It was more of a pride thing then upsetting him.
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Scourge: Well they weren’t going home! They were going to the damn park and that was going to be the end of it. There was a reason he wanted to go to the park so much besides the idea of making Sonic suffer more. He was well aware that the hedgehog was sore but his sympathy towards him faded in favor of savoring that money he just won. This was just another opportunity for him to gloat more.

The park was so close to their current location that he decided that the limo wasn’t needed to get there. A fifteen minute walk would do them all some good. Stretch their legs, get them awake, and add to Sonic’s previous punishment. He was still waiting for his apology, by the way. Once he got it he might be willing to give Sonic some more leeway.

Eventually they’d come across a sidewalk with large black bars topped with golden ornaments that marked a pretty fancy fence. The fence lead up to an equally fancy gate that was guarded by guards not too unlike the two unfortunate ones from this morning. They were dressed different from the city guard, however. They wore black suits with blue trimmings and an emblem that looked a lot like a hedgehog. That was actually the seal of the House Hedgehog fittingly enough. The two guards recognized Scourge right away and actually smiled at him, and they didn’t try to grope Sonic or anything.

Inside they were going to be greeted by a wonderful sight: a mixture of paved and cobblestone pathways twisting around a series of fountains, ponds, and scenic gardens. There were some pathways that were almost completely covered by arches that had vines wrapped around them to make it seem like they were natural occurrences. There didn’t seem to be anyone around right not but that was only because of the hour. It was still very early in the morning.

I bet you two don’t know what my family’s famous for … “ He started teasingly. “ … they’re in charge of landscaping for the Kingdom. Making it look nice, that is. As a show of thanks from the King we were given a plot of land in the city to build a private park on. That’s where you’re standing right now. “ So that would explain why their estate was in the middle of the forest. It represented the job of the family quite well to showcase their talents where they’re supposed to be living. Even Scourge had to perform that kind of duty for his city.

This park isn’t a public park. Only members of the family, family friends, and a few of our superiors are allowed to come in here with their families. That’s why you’re allowed to come here on your own. “ One could guess that it was because they were considered ‘family’ or else – “ It’s because no one will be able to snatch you from here.
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A fifteen minute walk was hell. He was certain that no matter how nice this place was, it wasn't worth the torment his muscles were put under that nearly made his legs give out numerous times along the way. Fortunately, he had a good hold on one of Silver's arms, and the white hedgehog seemed to assist him without any complaints. He felt embarrassed having to put so much weight on him throughout the trip but really couldn't help it. It was either that, or collapse.

Apology? Sonic had completely forgotten about it ever since his mind was reeling with pain.

As they all came across their destination, he was sighing in relief. Finally. The guards he felt wary of, or anyone for that matter. But he allowed himself some distraction from his woe at the sight of the park once they got through those gates. It was amazing.

Sonic's ears were up, looking on in awe. Landscaping? Well, they certainly did a fantastic job. It was nothing like he's ever seen. If it wasn't for his inhibitors, and the sheer inability to run after such a rough night, he would have loved to stretch his legs and check everything out.
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"Wow..." Now this was a sight. Beauty as far as he could see. If this had to be the place that they would be allowed to wander in alone, Silver wasn't complaining.

Seemed like Sonic was getting antsy. Silver loosened his hold on him only slightly so he was supporting more of his own weight. Just in case Sonic wanted to take off and explore, which is what he wanted to do as well.

Now what was Master so angry about again? Something about an apology? He nudged Sonic, trying to catch his attention away from the scenery. Even Silver had to admit, that would be a hard task.
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