Sonic x reader x goku

My sad life

I hear the loud blaring of my alarm and I shake myself awake. I jump at the loud banging that comes from my door- I can hear my mom's yelling from the other side.
"W4k3 th3 f0ck 0p y0u f0ck1n d1sgr4c3"
I shed a tear.
I get up groaning loudly while wiping the tears off my face. I put my dirty blonde hair into a messy bun. I put on a large light blue sweatshirt that goes to my mid thighs cause I'm super ugly and insecure. I pull the sleeves of the sweatshirt over my hands cause I'm a kawaii girl. I put on shorts that you can't really see cause they are really short but guys love tiny lewd Lolis. Too bad guys never like me. I pick up the muted pink scrunchie that I perfumed with a bath and body works perfume that I got for sale last year during Black Friday. It smell like Jasmine and vanilla which is exactly what my personality is like. Anyway I put the scrunchie on my wrist along with my rose gold watch that I tighten to the fourth hole. I take my favorite necklace and put it on. It's a shell necklace with woven thread that you can adjust in the back, I pulled it right to my throat cause I'm kinky lol uwu. On my ears I put a simplistic diamond stud that I received from my friend around a year ago; we used to be really close but said that I was 'rude' and 'inconsiderate' so I did the right thing and cut toxic people from my life. Anyway then I chip the black paint from my fingernails (lol I'm pretty edgy lol) and paint a pretty pastel pink that I stole from a friend cause I'm like broke lol. Then I take a break for a moment taking a sip from a hydro flask that I painted Roman Cupid's on with acrylic paint. Oof I'm super untalented. Then I look in the mirror. I move to the mirror and look at my baby blue eyes. I touch my smooth skin and silently cringe. I'm so ugly. I take my James Charles make up pallet and chose the lightest shade of brown to put on the outer corners of my eyes; then I put a darker pink in the center of my eyes with a lighter pink in the inner corner of my eye. Then I'm done. Finally. I look in mirror and grimace.
No wonder I don't have a boyfriend I'm so ugly. And I can't even get plastic surgery because I'm broke😭.
More tears shed from my eyes
I take my airpods out of my customized case and connect them to my rose gold iPhone 10 plus that I both got last week. Then I get up and slowly go down stairs.

Once I enter the kitchen I fill my hydro flask with green tea and five pounds of sugar. Then suddenly I hear a loud bang and stomping. My mother, Patricia, throws herself into the room her tired, deep sunken eyes glare into mine and I lower my gaze while pursing my lips.
'Wh4t th3 f0ck 4r3 y00 st1ll d01ng h3r3, y0u fock1n wr3ck. 1 th0ught 1 t0ld y00 t0 g0 t0 sch00l," she yelled loudly, waving her hands angrily around her.
"Mom you never once told me to go to school and I'm not gonna haul ass just because you don't get the fuckin struggle," I say raising my voice greatly.
"D0n't y0u f0ck1n t4lk b4ck t0 y0ur m0th3r. N0w y0u 4r3 g0nn4 g3t y0ur 455 b4ck upst41rs 4nd t4k3 y0urs3lf t0 sch00l 0r 1'm sh0v1ng y0u b4ck wh3r3 y0u c4am3 fróm,"

I start sobbing bitter tears and mumble insults under my breath as I begrudgingly go back upstairs to get my backpack and things. I go back upstairs to my room and look around my room then I smile. Dispite my mom being a complete bitch she'll never understand and because she doesn't I take pride in my secrets. I have something she'll never know about. I close and lock my door, turn out the lights and close the curtains. Then, I grab a lighter and sit in front of a dark brown and gold embezzled chest and open it. It's a worn welcome to the black parade shirt that i, me, myself, and I found in a thrift shop because I thought it would be quirky to go thrift shopping dispite my normal Forever 21 and H
Hollister. Anyway I look at it sniff it quickly then hide it away because it means a lot to me. Around a month ago I found mcr and then I introduced my whole school to it. But some of the fake bitches are like 'name 5 songs' and I'm like fuck you. Of course I can name 5 songs' you dumbass. Welcome to the back parare, teenagers, misery bussiness and ... You know what never mind fuck you. What who am I talking to. Anyway I put it back and grab my backpack and leave, slamming my door on the way back because I know my mom will hear it.
On the bus I listen to some mitsky because it's 2019, who doesn't Stan indie music now.

Anyway school goes by and me and my friends are now sitting on the bus glaring at some emo scum across from us because their fucking music is too loud. What the did they call it? Shipwreck? Shipnot?? Slipnoodle??? Doesn't matter it's still to fuckin loud. Bet they can't even understand what the hell they're saying. But beyond that I have a much more important matter than those gods disgraces- I have a headache.yep a head ache. I got it in lunch and now I wanna die.

Now I'm home and I wanna die. I walk through the doorway and my mom starts screaming at me but I don't give a shit right now my head hurts. Towards the afternoon she yells at me to go eat dinner but my head still hurts so nooo. But now it's nightime. And I'm bored so I'm gonna play some Sonic because he's a perfect gorgeous being that deserves love. I start playing the game. And as I'm running and platforming through the vibrant yellows, greens, and blues I take a moment to appreciate what I have. Even though I'm playing the classic Sonic I can still distinctly see his perfection. The beautiful blue of his body, with that cute little discoloration of his stomach. His long slender but strong legs used to run faster than Hermes himself. His large shoe size that indicates his large di- heart. And those focused dark eyes that pay attention to nothing else besides his goal. Even dispite the presence through his other games of female posers he never looks to them for love only friendship. God what I would give to have him look upon me with affection. A soft blush give away from my thoughts. I shake my head. I'll never see him

I'll never meet my senpai.

I shed a tear.

But then after my groveling. I bright light shines and a gasp releases from my lips. It shines on to my face and a voice rings out into my room. But the voice holds no barer.

"God sensei???"

"Leave this infernal place and save your destined home, child. That is your destiny. For this you must stage the conjoining of the worlds. You may die in the process but I sense you will bear strong children, strong enough that they may change the world too. That is enough reason for sacrifice."

The bright light consumed me, envoloping me in warmth and moving my body without my permission. Can I call rape on this? But when everything gets its brightest I am now in a world made of vibrant yellows, greens, and blues. I am in Sonic's world.

"And I oop-"