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Alan was running through green hill, his breathing heavy and panicked as he ran from the same entity he had been running from for god knows how many years; 2011x (or X for short).
The demonic hedgehog was laughing maniacally as he flew mid air, a clawed hand reaching out to grab Alan as he grew closer and closer. Alan's heart raced as he felt his (nonexistent) life flash before his eyes just like every other time he's been chased and killed.
It only surprised him a bit when he wasn't snatched by the bloody hedgehog. Regardless, he didn't stop to look at what happened and sped off, leaving the demonic hedgehog behind in the dust.
X tumbled to the dead, grassy ground as he completely gave up on flying and mentally cried to the aching pain that shot through his body like a lighting strike.
He curled into a small fetal position when he came to a stop on the grass, his body slowly left him aching and squirmy as he tried to fight back tears.
'I can't do this today,' X thought to himself.
'I need to give this a break, they're all boring me anyways' he physically floated himself up, giving his body a break from standing. Opening up a portal, he entered through the blood ring portal and kept walking, not knowing that a certain fox had just come across it and entered it as well.
Alan snuck his way into the portal, silently following his enemy up to a door that finally ended very far away. Alan stood against a wall, only peeking over to watch the demonic hedgehog enter the room and close the door behind him. Taking this chance, Alan quietly sprinted to the door, only to stop once face to face with it.
The door was a shockingly soft baby blue, decorated with cute little birds, butterflies and flowers. It felt like it was trying to imitate something similar to green hill in the past, but still off by a bit. It was almost perfect, but the flaws were noticeable.
Cracking open the door, Alan peeked in only to freeze in shock. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
2011x was standing around, peeking side to side before he snapped a gloved fingers, summoning multiple of these void, shadow like gloves. Each pair of gloves got to work, one picking him up carefully and carrying him over to a changing table while one picked out an outfit and another prepared a bottle of milk.
Alan peeked in more, getting a better view as the gloves began to dress him up, the smell of lavender wafting in the air. X, now completely comfy and snug in his onesie, was picked up and cradled by the first pair of gloves, the other finally arriving with the bottle of milk.
2011x felt safe, something that he would never be able to give to his victims, as they wouldn't trust him regardless. It didn't last though as the creaking of the door slammed open with Alan falling over hard.
The shadowy gloves disappeared, causing the startled hedgehog to fall onto his back. He groaned, rubbing his head. He tried to see who had been spying on him, but due to his dizzy state he never would've noticed the bottle of milk bonking him a bit on the head.
Alan stood up quickly, brushing himself off as he tried to be intimidating.
"Alright X," Alan exclaimed.
"Whatever you're planning, it ain't gonna work on anyone, not even...me?" Alan's speech came to a stop as he watched the demonic hog start to whine and sniffle.
It wasn't before long until 2011x finally gave in and began to quietly sob. Alan felt uneasy, he had never seen something like this happen to an entity like X, he swore it was all a trick and that he'd die if he gave in.
Yet as he watched the thing rub it's eyes to wipe away tears, he felt like this was no trick after all. His enemy was regressed. He knew some things about age regression as a coping skill, but only towards other people. This was different.
He had never seen 2011x act like this and he CERTAINLY had never thought something like that could ever have any other emotion.
Either way, the first thing he wanted was for the crying to stop. Looking over to the baby bottle that had bonked the poor hedgehog's head, he figured that before he had interrupted everything the damn thing wanted something to drink.
Alan shuddered, was he really going to HELP his own enemy? He should be leaving to embarrass the thing, not help it.
X's sniffles and hiccups were interrupted as his head was gently lifted up, the taste of milk hitting his lips afterwards. Almost as if on instinct, he latched onto the bottle, gently suckling away at the contents while Alan just held it steady for him.
Alan wasn't sure how to feel about this but considering he was still alive, he was thankful no matter what.
Alan was quickly snapped out of his thoughts as X finished off the bottle, the demonic hog pulled away from the bottle and wiggled slightly. Alan, not sure what to do next simply dropped the empty bottle and went to hold the hedgehog close.
Rubbing the hedgehog's back earned him a tiny burp from the thing.
'I guess I'm doing something right,' Alan thought.
'He hasn't made much of a fuss for now, I should consider myself lucky. Now I just have to get him to..sleep I guess?' He pondered to himself before noticing the fact that X had already fallen asleep beforehand.
Alan, in a struggle managed to lift the sleeping hedgehog, carrying him over to the blue and white crib and laying him down for the final time.
Looking to a red pacifier inside the crib bed, he gently blows anything off the pacifier's nib and places it in the demon's mouth. X took to it very well, simply suckling away as he felt content, not knowing that one of his own victims cared for him.
What mattered to him mentally is that he felt safe. And regardless if he was cared for or not, he sighed out of content as Alan left the door, closing the door behind him.
'Well,' Alan mumbled.
'You don't see that everyday.'