The green hedgehog closed the door behind him. His head, now, had a migraine from all the drama. He went downstairs to continue his paper work for the castle. Sure, they were overruled, but he was still one of the castle's finest secretary. He did all the paper work so that the "royals" can relax.
Scourge sighed and reached for his black feathered quill. He started approving things that need approval, then started documenting about the troubles in the village. Suddenly, one of his ears twitched and he looked up. Sonic had come into the room; his eyes were dull as he stared in his uncle's eyes. Scourge got nervous from the way his nephew looked. Sonic didn't say anything, but Scourge knew by his stare that things won't be the same between them. "Sonic..." he started. "How are you feeling?"
"You tell me. What does it look like?" Sonic replied.
"Disappointment of not getting what you want."
"You're the one that took it to far, you old drunk." Scourge flinched. Soni