#Sniv be fiesty

[junkydrawr]

Sniv fic stuff! Just a random scene with Snively getting along swimmingly with the FF's as usual. 😁 The scene starts out with Sonic and Sally having lunch outside and Snively comes to join.

As Sonic continued to make immature jokes, Snively approached the table with a bowl of salad. He stopped up short, his brow wrinkling.

Sally raised her eyebrows.

"...I thought Bunnie would be here," the Overlander mumbled.

"Ant surprised her with a 'romantic' picnic." Sonic snickered. "They're probably off frenching over French food."

Snively made his displeased 'mmm' sound. He started to turn away.

Sally sighed. "Sit down, Snively."

"Heh. Someone jealous?" Sonic grinned, then munched a forkful of his own salad.

"Of what?" Snively plopped down, staring at his food. "Pulling fur out of my mouth?"

"You wish you could get some fur in your mouth."

"Boys, please." Sally valiantly surpressed a giggle. "Can we have some non-vulgar conversation?"

Snively kept his eyes down, pushing the salad around with his fork.

She was curious. "Did you ever get any fresh vegetables in Robotropolis?"

"All our food was dehydrated and then reconstituted by the kitchen bots."

"Yuck," Sonic said.

"That's how the chili dog vending machines work," Sally said. "Otherwise, they would have gone rancid."

"Huh. Never thought of that."

Snively glanced up, seeming confused by 'chili dog vending machines.' His eyes followed the aforementioned meat as some fell off Sonic's fork. A flicker of disgust crossed his face.

Sally resisted another laugh. Yes, that's something we agree about. Sonic putting chili dog meat on his salad is gross.

"I had this mondo cool dream this morning," Sonic said, after a few minutes. "I dreamed I was sitting on the bridge, eating a plateful of chili dogs. Man, it felt so real I almost chomped my hand when I woke up!"

Snively looked up again, this time his eyes flitting to Sally's. She could almost read his thoughts. Is he for real?

"You ever have a dream that feels super real, Sal?"

She bit carefully into a tomato. It squirted anyway. "A few days ago, yeah. I had this dream I was with Daddy. We were on the beach, the one in Robotropolis, except it was like it was before. He was holding me up in the water while I treaded, learning how to swim. But I don't think that actually happened. I think I might've gone on a boat ride with him, but I don't think I ever went to the beach. Back when it was clean..." She shook her head. "I woke up, like disoriented. To be in a dark room rather on a bright, sunny beach."

"I think I remember a boat ride. There were a lot of boring adults...?" Sonic scrunched his face. "Maybe. Hey, you remember when I had those nightmares about you? Those felt so real too."

"Yeah, I remember that." Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Snively. He was still stirring his greens around. If he was interested in their conversation, he didn't show it. Finally, he ate one of the leafy bits.

Sonic stuffed a huge forkful in, swallowed, burped. "Yo, Snoot? What about you?"

"What about me what?" Snively set down his fork and leaned back in the wooden chair.

"You ever had a dream you thought was real, like even when you woke up?"

"No."

"Man, you're boring. You must've had one! Maybe you had a dream about being tall. Haha!"

"We're practically the same height."

"Mmm, yeah, but compared to Robotnik you're a shrimp. Maybe he's just huge. I mean, he is huge, but..." Sonic grinned. "Hey, were your parents short too?"

The Overlander's eyes darkened a shade. A muscle in his jaw tightened and then he spoke airily. "I do remember a dream."

"Yeah?"

"There was this one time..." Snively slouched low in the chair, picking at his fingernails. "I was in the infirmary. Robotnik had beaten the absolute tar out of me, and I was covered in mosquito bites. Miserable. I suppose I can't blame him. Apparently, I'd had some kind of fever dream that I'd found Knothole, but I ended up leading Uncle into the Great Swamp. After a few hours of traipsing around in the muck, he wasn't very happy with me."

Sally and Sonic exchanged bemused glances.

Snively sat up a little. "The thing is, it felt so real. I was laying in that damn bed, swearing I'd been here. I could see the huts, the meeting area. I remember calling the Stealths, ordering them to bomb this fucker to the ground."

Sally's eyes darkened, both at his words and his choice of words.

He sneered. "Lucky for you...I was just high. I guess I must've been."

Sally twisted her fork into her salad. "But you weren't. You were here."

He scowled. "What are you talking about?"

"You. Were. Here," she said slowly, as if he were hard of hearing.

He rolled his eyes and resumed his bad posture. "Oh, ha ha. Yes, I was here. Indeed."

"Snively, I'm not joking with you. You found us. You almost destroyed us that day."

"Oh, come off it!" He shrilled, his sudden anger inexplicable to her...but as his words poured out, she understood. "It was a delusion! But I was so happy! I'd finally accomplished what Julian never could. I bested him, proved I had always been more capable than him!"

"What a thing to be proud of," Sonic said, "That you're even scummier than ole Scumbug Numero Uno!"

"Oh shut up, hedgehog."

"You shut up, Snerdly!" Sonic flicked a tomato into Snively's face. The small man brushed it away with a snarl, and before Sally could admonish Sonic, Snively launched his entire bowl of salad straight at Sonic. The hedgehog managed to shift sideways but most of the food found its mark.

"You little punk!" Sonic leapt across the table, knocking the small man head over heels from his chair. He straddled the Overlander, slamming him onto the ground. "How you like that, Shrimpboat... oof!"

Snively threw him off with a hard knee to the stomach. Sonic came for him again and Sally jumped up.

"Enough, both of you!"

Her tone was enough to stop Sonic, but Snively still lunged, screaming childishly: "He started it!" She swiftly grabbed him from behind, locking her arm around his throat. Sonic blew a raspberry at the irate man.

"Let go of me!" Snively struggled and her eyes went wide as he threw his head back, his skull cracking her in the mouth. She tasted blood. She released him, clutching at her bleeding lip.

"Not cool!" Sonic gasped. "Oh, I'm gonna mess you up for that, Needlenose!"

Before he could move, a calm, cool voice interjected. "What is going on here?"

Everyone froze, and Snively went owl-eyed, his face pale. Sally turned to face her father. His stern gaze swept them, and she watched his eyes darken as he beheld her injury.

"Nothin', yer Highness. I'm cool." Sonic took a seat, avoiding the spilled food.

"Colin. Come with me at once."

"But your H-H-Highness..." Snively's nervous stutter marred his words.

"Now, Colin."

Snively squeaked, his blue eyes pleading with Sally's, but she was never less inclined to entertain his groveling. "Go," she said icily.

"Have a nice chat," the hedgehog said cheekily as Snively trudged after the King with his shoulders slumped. He turned to her. "Yo, Sal! You ok?"

She nudged her lip, wincing. "I'm fine."

His ears flattened. "You mad at me?"

"You don't make things any better when you pick at him. I'm tired of it."

"He's a jerk," Sonic said flatly.

"He's a jerk about to get dressed down by my father."

Sonic grinned wide. "Oh yeah. Poor guy."

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A/n: Sniv's getting along great! I don't have the entire scene with King Acorn written yet but maybe that'll get posted next if I brush it up. :)

Also I know some don't agree with Sniv dropping f-bombs but I personally get a kick out the way it'd sound with his voice. 'fuckahhh'. 😆

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