The broken moon always served as a constant reminder for Shadow. Shadow the hedgehog looked up at it, trying to piece together its shattered surfaces. Despite its fractures, the Broken Moon reminded him of soft laughter filling the voids of dark corridors, of blonde hair, and of blue eyes that shone so brightly. It symbolized a promise he held deeply, a promise that kept him fighting. These memories were what the Broken Moon helped him to recall. Sitting alone under a tree at night, gazing at it, was how Shadow calmed himself. Well at least how he hoped to calm himself.
"There you are, Faker!" Sonic exclaimed, standing there with a goofy grin and his eyes sparkling brightly. Shadow pursed his lips, trying to suppress a growl. "What do you want, Blue Hedgehog?" he asked, making an effort to keep the others around them from disturbing his peace too much. He could hear Sonic chuckling, tapping his shoe against the dry ground. Even without looking, after all these years, he could still anticipate Sonic's movements. He knew Sonic was nervously rubbing a finger under his nose.
"Sonic-" Shadow started.
"Can you be my best man at my wedding?" Sonic interrupted.
"What?"
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