He is My Master

21: Don't Buy Without Warranty

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"I would like to buy that slave!"

Shadow's voice sounded as harsh as possible as he barked at the surprised owner of the stall, trying to act before Sonic could do anything. Having survived years fighting for his life both aboard the ARK and on Mobius, Shadow, much like Sonic, had a heightened sense for danger. Right now the blue hedgehog standing next to him set off the ninth symphony of alarm bells in his head.

The vendor, a shrewd-looking elderly bonobo ape, turned around, glaring at both of them suspiciously. Shadow by now had his hand clenched onto Sonic's shoulder so tightly that it must have been painful for the younger hedgehog, but judging by the blazing fury in the blue one's eyes, it hardly mattered to him.

"Better make this quick, Shadow. I don't know how long before I snap," Sonic whispered to his supposed owner, his voice hoarse.

The ape, seemingly oblivious to all of this, bared an ugly smile with several teeth missing. "Would you?" he asked, as an introduction. "Well, dear...sir," he added after a quick glance at Shadow's immaculately groomed fur and Sonic's expensive items, "I would very much like to oblige, but...you see, this one isn't for sale. I make my living off him as an exhibit."

At this, the foxlet in the cage gave a soundless sob that nevertheless sent his upper body convulsing. Disgusted, the bonobo hit the steel contraption with his walking stick, sending it swaying. "Quiet, you! Attract customers!" The monkey shrieked at the now sobbing kitsune, offering a quick apologetic smile (that made about as much difference as a snowflake in hell) to the black hedgehog, then quickly grasped both of the boy's tails to distract from the abysmal display.

"For you see, mylord, this one is a very interesting magic creature. Would you like, for a copper or two, to hear the magical stories of the multi-tailed fox spirits of old?" he asked, apparently slipping into his usual spiel.

Shadow, who now was sure that Mt. Sonic next to him was close to eruption, quickly proffered his entire purse. "There's seven gold rings in there. I believe that would be apt payment even if this fox of yours had nine tails and could spew fire."

"I already told you, I won't sell him for all the rings in the world," the monkey now adopted an annoyed expression. "Now, if you're not interested, please-"

"Trade me."

"What?" Shadow shot Sonic a quick glance out of the corner of his eye.

"You heard me. Offer him me in exchange for Tails. We need to get him out of there and I think I can handle myself in his hands. And I want to make this guy pay," the blue hedgehog whispered, still unnoticed by the owner of the stall who was now busy again barking at his primary customer attraction that had curled up in despair.

Sonic's voice was ice-cold as he said this and Shadow's expression briefly hardened as he could recognize himself in there. This was the tone of someone so furious he was beyond simple anger. This was Big Brother Instinct in full swing, every fibre of the soul of the hero next to him burning for divine retribution, rage seething just beneath the surface. So far, Shadow had been pretty sure that he would have been able to convince Sonic to do any number of things, but this was very possibly one of the few instances where the blue hedgehog wouldn't budge an inch.

Though of course, if that was this dimension's version of Maria in that cage, I would do the exact same. In fact, I doubt that this ape would even still be alive right now. Shadow looked again at Sonic, emerald eyes locked on the cowering little fox.