Snow || Son of a Shadow

“A few…”

He shrugs.

“So we ARE blood related then. Would explain the big black pulsing arm that grew when I lost the old one-“

He’s so nonchalant about losing his arm now—

I get it from you-

…just commenting on…how well-kept your fur is.

😁😅

Oh uhh…hi Dad. 😅

That…sure sounds about right.

“…you say that as if I’ve not literally explored thousands of universes with millions of variations.”

He huffs.

“You can’t have time without space. Silver’s Job would be a hundred times harder if I wasn’t doing My Job.”

“Right…because besides maybe one or two specific realities, he always wins against you and beats you. Does that fact not bother you the slightest bit?”

Snow asks, observing the alien.

“…from Father’s descriptions, I thought you’d be bigger. So do I call you Grandpa Doom or what-?”

“Tell that to my Father.”

Snow simply smirks, his own ‘Doom arm’ folded underneath his organic arm.

“He can intimidate anyone…including you, from what I’ve heard.”

Casting a small glance over his shoulder to @theblackmonarch.bsky.social.

“You know, on my world you were more Mobian looking…can I help you?”

ᅠ

“It’s…it’s alright.”

He spoke, forcing a little smile.

“I deal with SPACE, Silver’s schtick is TIME. Mine is arguably more important.”

“Shouldn’t, but was. I’m the only me in the multiverse.”

He spoke nonchalantly.

💎:

Real mature.

Anyway, I guess I'll say it now since Nikto has made it clear he regrets nothing and will only keep being obsessed with me and Lilith.

I'll be back to RP today. The post has circled around, the warning exists.

🤍: DB chatting with the Space Alien whilst Snow is just upstairs screwing around. XD

“Huh…cool.”

He nods, though from her tone he could’ve probed for more information. Yet, she had her reasons so he simply took it at face value.

Snow wouldn’t care that she was an assassin, at all-

He picks up one of the sandwiches, taking a bite.

“So, can I ask how you met him?”

He didn’t mind at all, he was just texting a long-time friend from another universe.

Was it a selfish use of his powers? Probably.

“My…reality was erased from existence itself…”

He sighs, shaking his head quietly.

“Unsurprising, every variation of him is extremely work-focused.”

Snow chuckles, nodding.

He sat up, about to move to assist before she’d already set the tray down.

An ear twitches, looking to the hedgehog with a bright smile forming.

“Yeah, actually…thanks, Mom. Where’s Dad?”

He asks, curious.

Casually scrolling through his phone…

“…he was kind, caring, a good Dad.”

He sighs, gaze turning to the ground.

“I miss him and Mom, even though Shadow here has filled the role…I dunno. Part of me still feels like it’s not the same.”

“You mean this world’s, or my variation?”

“I suppose it must have been similar for my own father.”

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