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*Fic request #1! Shadow and Resetti shenanigans. Whether it be Resetti showing him what for because of some stupid bs or Shadow doing something ridic and pissy, ANYTHING. C8*

Shadow hated his job. He hated having to babysit every single student at this stupid academy, making sure they attended their classes or went where they were supposed to go. Did he get any respect for it? No. He got no respect from anyone. But he could deal with it. He didn't like anyone there, after all, and didn't care one bit if they didn't like him. No, he could live with all that. There was just one thing he couldn't live with.

He stared at the clock in his office, counting the minutes until his shift ended. Unfortunately, it was only 1 PM, and he would have a long wait. And while he was content to wait it out, silently cursing the spastic giant hand that seemed to run the school's hiring practices, fate had other plans for him. The floor started to shake. The glass of water on Shadow's desk rocked around and would have fallen off had the hedgehog's reflexes been slightly off. He scowled. He knew exactly what this meant. A hole burst open in the floor of the office, surrounded by dirt. How that was possible, Shadow didn't know, but from out of the hole burst the source of Shadow's frustration.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' SITTIN ON YER LAZY ASS?!" Resetti shouted angrily, waving his pickaxe emphatically. "THERE'S A MUSIC CLASS WITH EMPTY SEATS! WE'RE WORKIN SO GET OFF YOUR SPIKY BUTT AND GET TO WORK!"

"Must you do that every time?" Shadow growled back, eyes narrowing.

Resetti responded by pointing his pickaxe towards Shadow's nose. "I'M DOIN IT UNTIL YOU START TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY! BEIN TRUANT OFFICER'S NO GAME, RUNT! NOW GET TO WORK!!" With that, the mole dove back down, leaving the hole wide open in the floor.

Shadow grumbled as he got to his feet and stared at the hole. How did this happen? How did he end up working with THAT? HIM, the ultimate life form; HIM, who saved the world from the Biolizard? What had he done to deserve this humliliation? And above all else‚ How did Resetti leave a tunnel behind, when the office was on the second floor? He walked up to the hole and stared down into it. He confirmed that it was a dirt tunnel. A genuine dirt tunnel, in the middle of the second floor. But how that could be? Had he filled the room below with dirt just so he could make a stupid entrance? The light disappeared quickly in the tunnel, leaving only a blackness after a few feet. Shadow thought carefully. Forget some worthless music class. He had to find out once and for all just how the mole was doing this.

It was a tight fit in the hole, given that Resetti himself was not all that big. But fortunately, Shadow wasn't that big either. He picked up a flashlight and shone it into the hole. Nothing but dirt tunnel that seemed to go on forever. Well, if the mole could do it, so could he. Shadow curled up into a ball and jumped into the hole. On and on he rolled, for what seemed like minutes. The light was gone. Just where the heck did this tunnel lead?! Suddenly, there was light up ahead!

Shadow popped out of the end of the tunnel in an excavated cave, landing on top of a throw rug. Shadow uncurled and looked around, brushing dirt from his arms and quills. A fridge, carpets, chairs, a couch. What the heck was this place? But the strangest sight of all was Resetti, in a terrycloth robe, sitting on his couch, eating a bowl of cereal while watching TV. Shadow's eyes narrowed. "So, what was that about me being lazy?" he asked spitefully.

Resetti was quiet. The most quiet the mole had ever been. An awkward silence passed between them for some time before Resetti finally said, "Don't tell anyone about this and you can blow off work here with me. Deal?"

Shadow stared at him. And stared. "Pass the Corn Flakes."

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*Fic request #2! S-SONADOW HA... OF COURSE... Super fluffy cuddly shit, maybe...? 'u' Or... eating puddi together? PUDDIIIIII*

Mmmm. Pudding. Chocolate pudding. Food of the gods. Shadow had a bowl of pudding, specially prepared for him by Nancy, and here he was, alone, after hours, in the cafeteria. Just him. Him and his pudding. And nobody to bother him.

He waited all day for this. And now he was going to savour it. Nobody else knew of this weakness of his, and that was just the way he liked it. Nancy knew, but Shadow needed someone to prepare the pudding. And Nancy couldn't speak, so it wasn't like he was going to tell anyone. He dipped his spoon into the pudding, sniffed at it, and lifted it to his lips.

A gust of air whipped past his head. Before Shadow realized what was happening, the pudding on his spoon was gone. He looked around angrily. Nobody was there. The pudding hadn't flown across the room or anything. And the door and windows were closed. What the hell?

The hedgehog scowled. He dipped his spoon in and pulled up another mouthful of pudding. WHOOSH. Another gust of wind and the pudding was gone again. Shadow growled. He scooped up another spoonful. Again, a gust of wind, and it was gone. Shadow slammed his hands against the tabletop, gritting his teeth.

Someone was here.

Someone was violating his privacy.

SOMEONE KNEW ABOUT HIS LOVE OF PUDDING.

And he knew just who it was.

Catching his breath and regaining his composure, Shadow sat back down and took a deep breath. He dipped his spoon in the pudding and lifted it out. Suddenly, he whipped his hand around with impossible speed. Sure enough, he caught something. Shadow's eyes widened in shock and rage as he realized he had gripped the arm of Sonic the Hedgehog, whose grinning mouth was currently wrapped around Shadow's spoon. Shadow's eye twitched. Sonic had seen this. Sonic knew about his weakness. How was he ever going to live this down? "You. YOU." he stammered angrily.

"Mmm mmm mmm," Sonic mumbled around the spoon. Shadow yanked the spoon out of Sonic's mouth. Sonic swallowed, grinning up at Shadow. "I said, 'You're too slow.'"

The next morning, Nancy opened the door to the cafeteria, donning his apron to get to work on breakfast. He shambled into the cafeteria, only to stop in his tracks. Lying on one of the tables was an unconscious Sonic, a bowl of pudding shattered over his head, but a smug grin still plastered all over his face.

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*Fic request #3! ... SORRY STILL MORE SONADOW. MOTORBIKE-RIDIN' ON SHADOW'S BIKE which he'll get eventually in Smash canon I swear. FHGHSJDGKHDJS*

Shadow loved motorcycles. The feel of the wind in his face, the roar of the engine, the vibrations as it raced down the road just making him feel alive. Of course, he knew he'd feel far more alive if it weren't for his passenger. Sitting on the back of his motorcycle, arms wrapped around his waist, was Sonic, talking right in his ear. Shadow assumed the noise of the engines as the motorcycle whipped through the streets would be enough to muffle the blue hedgehog's voice, but no such luck.

"You call this fast?!" Sonic shouted over the engine.

"WHAT?!"

"I SAID, YOU CALL THIS FAST?!" Sonic repeated.

"I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME!" Shadow shouted back. "AND YOU'RE AN IDIOT!"

"AND YOU'RE NOT FAST ENOUGH, I'M GETTING BORED!" Sonic shouted. Shadow wasn't looking, as he was paying attention to the road ahead of him, but he could practically hear the overconfident smirk on his face. He gritted his teeth angrily. So, he wanted speed, did he? Oh, Shadow would give him speed. He revved the bike up harder, and they picked up speed. The wind was whipping by so hard it actually started to sting a bit. Debris in the gutters was being whipped up left and right. And still, behind him, Sonic continued to taunt, "TOO SLOW! COME ON, KICK IT UP A NOTCH!"

Shadow sped up faster and faster. As fast as the bike could go. And still Sonic taunted. A finger poked the side of Shadow's head. "IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO?" Sonic laughed.

"SHUT UP, YOU WRETCHED THING!" Shadow yelled back.

"WELL THAT'S TOO BAD," Sonic said, letting go of Shadow. "BECAUSE I CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT!" He pushed off and slid off the back of Shadow's bike. Shadow's heart stopped in his chest for a moment and he dared to look behind him, eyes wide. Shock quickly turned to seething rage, as moments later, Sonic sped up, running alongside the bike at break neck speed. "SEE? I CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT!" he taunted, running faster, faster, ahead of the bike.

Shadow had taken all he was willing to take. "GET BACK HERE!" he roared at the blue hedgehog, taking off after him down the street. They were starting to wreck the pavement with their reckless racing. The sound of sirens blared behind Shadow, and in his rear-view mirror he realized he was being chased by three police cars. Three cars, chasing him, as he chased Sonic.

He had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach that this was going to be how ALL of their dates ended up...