Shadow

{you are Sonic}

One day, Shadow saw Sonic combing Tails' tails. Meanwhile, Shadow's quills were disheveled, but he didn't want to comb them himself.

When Sonic finished, Shadow thought he might ask Sonic to comb his quills sometime. But as he was walking, he bumped his head into a tree.

SHADOW! What, aren't you paying attention to the road at all?

Sonic's voice was heard nearby

Is it too painful for you?

He added, to which Shadow responded:

• No, it's fine..

Wow, why are your needles so disheveled?

But before Shadow could answer, Sonic sat him down on the grass and picked up a comb, intending to comb Shadow's needles.