(my original draft of this is Gone :((( big sad) (also for context if u havent been forced to read the giver for school he is a crusty old dude)
so yeah sonic is casually walking in the woods after a stressful day trying to calm down when he sees a rustling in the bushes which he ignores because he is Trying to look Edgy and Emo bc its the day before halloween and he needs the practice bc right now all he looks is angery.
now u might be wondering, why is snonci so sad?? he is sad because he went to the land of the Woolworths and they had run out of his favourite bacon. so he went to the land of the Coles and the land of the IGA and the land of the Aldi and even the land of the Foodworks and none i repeat NONE of these lands had bacon. So sonic had to resort to foraging in the woods for some wild bacon, he canNot have halloween without his bacon and everyone knows that u must get halloeeen bacon the day before halloween or else the temporarily risen bacon ghosts will Find u and devour ur soul so that u become naught but a bacon ghost urself.
So he's got out his hunting knife and spear and shit and is crouching behind a bush, ready to strike. The target he's stalking is a small specimen, with a piece of blue cloth tied around it. It sounds like its crying, well then sonic should put it out of it's misery.
he creeps forward and as the wild boar turns around he yells a ferocious battle cry and drives his knife into its heart. It squeals and falls over, lifeless. Sonic picks it up in his sack, turns around, and realises that he has no clue where he is.
After wandering the forest for a bit, crunching around in the autumn leaves and seeing all the forest creatures readying themselves for the halloween festivities the next day, Sonic becomes even more determined to find his way out of this thrice-damned forest and get back home to where his bf the giver is probably waiting for him.
Sonic collapses onto the dirt of the forest floor, the weight of the wild boar on his back too heavy for him to carry any longer. he didnt want to, but now he supposes that he must stay the night in the forest.
He sets up camp using branches and leaves to make a shelter, and as the sky darkens he hauls water back from a nearby river using a bucket that he conveniently had on him. Smoke from a campfire he made curls up into the air and is blown away by the crisp air. Watching the water boil, sonic reflects that its a rather lovely day to be stranded in the middle of a forest.
His stomach growling serves as a reminder that he is just flesh after all, and as a flesh being he must consume food to achieve nourishment in order to stay alive. Earlier, when fetching the water, he had made a few attempts at spearing a fish, but after falling in the river twice and failing to catch even a scale he gave up, and it was now too dark to go back and try again. That left him two options: eat the sacred halloween bacon and risk not having bacon tomorrow, or go hungry and starve to death.
With no choice but to eat the bacon, Sonic began the preparations. Once it was roasting on the makeshift spit that sonic had constructed in three minutes and sonic was staring at the firelight once more, he had some time to think. wow, that wild boar looks awfully similar to that one pig that the giver used to date. What was her name again? Pizza? Pooper? Perry? Oh well, im sure that this wild boar isnt her brother or anything.
Meanwhile, up in heaven Pepperoni Pig was very very angry that some random blue hedgehog had killed and was about to eat her brother.
As sonic gnaws on the delectable bacon, he becomes aware of ominous noises around him. He suddenly remembers the old folktales about this forest. It's said that during the 24 hours of halloween, the ancient tribes of vampires and werewolves who live on opposite sides of the forest are able to spread their respective curses to regular mortals, something they are unable to do for the rest of the year.
Sonic really doesn't want to turn into a vampire or a werewolf. He has nothing against them, heck, just last year one of his besties was turned into a werewolf, and he's living his best life. He is, however, worried that his signature blueness will fade to a less iconic colour, and that would be terrible for his brand.
Checking his watch, Sonic panics. Only a minute until midnight, when Halloween begins and the supernatural occurings begin. He hastily stuffs the last of the bacon in his mouth before sprinting as fast as he can in a random direction, hoping to exit the forest in the forty seconds he has left.
In the far, far distance he hears the bells ringing to signal midnight. shadows swell behind the trees, whispering noises start up from the treetops and bats suddenly cloud the night sky. The trees and bushes, which only a minute before had seemed normal, now looked as if they were going to grow teeth and eat Sonic whole. He grabs a large stick and waves it in front of him, the night sky now such a dense, seething mass of bats that all the moonlight is gone and Sonic can't see the ground in front of him.
The bats seem to notice him all at once, swooping down in unison at Sonic, who waves his stick but to no avail. He feels a sharp, stinging pain on his neck as he falls to the ground, crumpling on the crunchy leaves as everything fades away.
~~~like an hour later~~~
Sonic wakes up with a piercing pain in his neck. "ouchie" he says, very much in pain. Far off in the distance, he hears a scream. Probably the Giver being turned into a werewolf or something, Sonic thinks deliriously, the pain clouding his senses. Lmao imagine if it actually was the giver.
A minute later he's fully recovered from the pain and is up and in search of answers. Where tf is he? Definitely not where he was bitten, that's for sure. That was in a very dense part of the woods, here he seems to be in a burrow of sorts. He hears a noise that sounds very similar to moose hooves, and what do you know a moose appears in front of him.
A very attractive moose, thinks Sonic as the moose starts talking. Sonic can't hear a word that the moose is saying, he's too busy admiring the beautifullness of the most attractive moose he's ever seen.
"-so yeah we found you and now your here." The moose gestures to the dirt walls, floor and ceiling that currently surrounds them.
"yeah abt that i didnt know that mooses lived in underground burrows? i thought they lived in idk apartments or some shit like that." sonic was rly confuzzled.
The moose shook her moose head very sadly. "yeah nobody wants to believe the truth abt us meese. its actually really quite sad."
Sonic sympathised with that. he shyly tucked a strand of fur behind his ear. "Wow we're so similar. nobody thinks im a hedgehog just because im cerulean."
the pair made eye contact for roughly four minutes before the moose looked away. "Well i think that your ceruleanness is incredibly beautiful."
Sonic responded, blushing intensely red. "thank you! ive never been told i look beautiful before." (he forgot abt the giver bc of his head injury)
The moose gazed at sonic. Sonic gazed at the moose. They begin passionately making out, tongues battling for dominance, the moose then pinning sonic to the wall and he moans and they both take their clothes off and have intense seggs. sonic chomps down on the mooses neck, turning her into a vampire by accident.
"OH NO MOOSE MY BELOVED I TURNED U INTO A VAMPIRE BY ACCIDENT" the shock of drinking her blood also reminds sonic of the giver (dont ask) and he runs very speedily out of the moose hole, crying the whole time.
In fact he runs so fast that he doesnt look where he's going, and bumps into the giver at full speed. the two tumble head over heels for twenty nine seconds and then sonic looks up at the gievr who also was exiting the forest and also loooks rather different from when sonic last saw him. he looks like a furry which can only mean one thing...
"Your a werewolf"
"Your a vampire" they say at the same time then both faint from the shock.
oooo i wonder what happens next ;)
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sonic x the giver halloween special
Fanfictionsonic becomes vampire the giver becomes werewolf what will they do when a moose threatens their relationship?