CH 1 - The Fire

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It was an uneventful morning like any other, the mechanic was busy out getting supplies to make some repairs and upgrades to his legs, since they'd started to ware down and get damaged. As he made his way home, he let his grip on the wheels of his wheelchair fall loose as he recognized the scent in the air.
Smoke.
He tightened his grip once more as he more cautiously made his way home to confirm his suspicions, failing to realize that someone else had already started on their way. Pylo continued on the path with his heart beginning to pound in his chest as his mind raced with dread, all of which was only validated as the reality of the situation dawned on him, his fears splayed out in front of him in ways he never wanted.
The workshop that became his home that he worked so hard to build, that had helped both himself and others during times of crisis, everything he'd worked so hard for was up in flames before his very eyes. He could feel himself begin to wither and crumple beneath the weight of the scene before him, his vision beginning to blur as tears formed in the corners of his eyes. It was soul crushing.

Coming to a screeching halt was none other than Sonic himself, albeit having brought the fire department along with him. Having taken notice of Pylo and his state of distress, he took a slow and hesitant approach before resting his hand on the fox's shoulder.
"..Py?.." Sonic spoke quietly, trying to gauge Pylo's reaction.
Silence.
All he got was silence as the fox stared on at what had become of his home, his life's work crumbling as the fire dragged it down into the ash.
"..I'm sorry."
"I don't want your pity." Pylo finally snapped, though were was no disdain in his voice.
Sonic fell quiet as he took his hand off of Pylo's shoulder and returned his gaze to the ruin taking place. The both of them remained silent as they watched the fire eventually die down, although not much was left of the workshop.

Sonic finally spoke up again as he placed his hands on the handles of the fox's wheelchair.
"..I know you're not gonna like it, but.. unless you've got anyone else to fall back on, you're staying with me."
"..I hate you."
"I know."

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