Shadow was angry when he arrived here. But now? He was straight up pissed . One of the people he considered his friends practically had a panic attack and was injured in his back, and now two random robots he hadn't even heard of didn't seem to notice or care that he did and demanded for the trio to come with them. He didn't care if it was for security reasons, getting kicked out of the park, but he had a piece of his mind he'd like to give whoever he's being taken to, with Metal riding on his back due to the exhaustion he had from his earlier anxious frenzy.
"Where are we going then?" Silver asked sternly, already not liking these two robots, Scratch and Grounder... but trying to contain himself, floating off the ground next to Shadow and Metal, who were behind the other two robots.
"That's classified information!" Grounder claimed, putting his drill hands on his hips. Or, whatever you could call it. "Classified, my foot..." Shadow mumbled, and Silver held back a snicker.
After a couple more minutes of walking through the park, and the red section, adorned with slot machines, pole tables, and practically everything else relating to gambling, they had walked through the large front door, and went to the elevator. They got inside, and Scratch pressed the top right button as it started to move up. Shadow tapped his foot impatiently at this whole ordeal...what could they possibly want? And he, Metal and Silver couldn't talk right behind them, especially in this elevator.
Soon, the elevator stopped moving with a ding, and the door opened to... a large living quarters, not paved in gold like the park, but quartz. They exited the elevator's space, and Silver tapped the floor with the tip of his boots. It was real, not just something painted to look that way.
"Hey, the boss ain't waiting forever!!" Scratch snapped at Silver, and he straightened his position before realizing...
"Wait, you're taking us to Ms. Breezie!?"
"Well, duh!! She said she wanted to talk to you and your friends about something, now c'mon!"
Silver speed walked to where Shadow and Metal were, which was behind a crimson colored couch... and they saw the boss of the whole of the Magic Nights Park... Bonnie Breezie, aka Ms. Breezie. She was mostly the same as the photo Honey had shown them a while ago, but her quills were more wavy than it showed, and she had a sleeveless black dress on with velvet slippers, wearing a neutral look as she stared out at the entire park mixed with the sunset... and Team SOS had to admit, the sight was beautiful...
"Hey boss, we brought those guys that caused a bit of ruckus in the lobby!" Grounder said, and Ms. Breezie hummed a little in response, before looking down to the red wine glass in her palm. "Very good. Tell Coconuts to clear my evening."
"You got it, boss lady!" Scratch said, saluting before running back off to the elevator, and Grounder followed...leaving Team SOS with the head shark.
"...come. Sit." She said, waving her hand as Shadow let out a small huff and lifted Metal off of his back, and onto the couch, next to Ms. Breezie, and he sat on his other side. Silver bit a bit of his lip in anxiousness, before deciding to sit on the other side of the couch.
They all stayed in silence for a few moments, watching the sunset in peace and quiet. The star shining off of the golden surface of the park seemed blinding to those who weren't looking at it through a window, which they were...and the colors meshed up just right.
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Resistance - Team SOS
AventuraWhat if Metal Sonic decided to turn good? What if he decided to abandon what he knew? Would it bring new adventures for everyone in the world? Only one way to find out. (Ps. This story is on ao3 lol)