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Sonic had felt the entire day that he was going to have a seizure, but he didn't want to worry Tom again.
He'd been out of it, of course, but he had been vaguely aware of how afraid Tom had been when he'd first had a visible seizure around him and Maddie, sitting next to them on the couch while they watched a Keanu Reeves movie.
So, when he finally felt the aura warning him he was mere moments away from seizing, he suddenly stood up and booked it upstairs in hopes of not worrying his parents.
Little did he know this only worried them more.
It was Tom who went up to see Sonic on the ground, on his side but with nothing soft under his head, meaning he'd had enough time to get into the safe position but not enough to grab a pillow.
Tom nervously looked down at his watch to keep an idea of what time it was, just as Maddie had told him to the morning after the first tonic-clonic seizure they'd witnessed the hedgehog endure.
"Okay" he said in a soft voice, trying to steel the anxiety flooding his chest and stomach. "It's okay" he breathed, grabbing a pillow and putting it under Sonic's head.
Electricity crackled across Sonic's quills as his body convulsed. It was in moments like this that Tom remembered just how young he was.
Sonic's eyes were rolled back and drool poured from his mouth, dribbling onto the pillow in a foamy puddle. Tom winced as he saw vomit come out as well.
Just before the seizure reached four minutes, Sonic's body stilled and, a few moments later, his eyes rolled back to normal.
His vision was blurry, but he could make out the vague shape of Tom in front of him.
"Hey, buddy" Tom said in a gentle tone. Sonic hummed in acknowledgment, his brain too fried to try and form words, let alone get them out of his mouth. Tom used the bottom of his shirt to gingerly wipe Sonic's face of the saliva and vomit, then carefully picked him up, laying him down to rest.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw Sonic fall asleep.
He wondered if he'd ever get used to seeing his son like that. He supposed it didn't really matter.
He'd be there for him either way.