Shadow stood in the kitchen by the coffee maker. Three plates of food sat on the table with eggs, toast, and sausage. An assortment of jams in the center of the table.
“Good morning,” Shadow nodded. “How's the hangover?”
“Not too bad,” Espio bowed a greeting.
Shadow nodded as he pointed to a chair for the ninja. “Tea, coffee, or juice.”
Espio paused as he thought this over. He was grateful the black hedgehog even offered. In his timeline, Shadow mostly glared with a ‘bother me as little as possible’ look. Unless it was Cream, he seemed to enjoy humoring her. The ninja and crocodile did their best to not let Charmy hang around him for fear of a chaos blast. “Tea please.”Espio answered as he considered if maybe letting Charmy around the ultimate life form in a small dose wouldn't be so bad.
Shadow nodded as he pulled out a pestle and mortar. He walked outside holding the bowl. He returned a few minutes later with the bowl full of herbs. He set to work grinding them by hands.
“I can…”
“No. You're a guest. Just sit tight.” Shadow’s ear twitched. “Our fluff ball is waking up.” He shook his head as his ears picked up on Silver’s movements.
After several minutes, Silver strolled into the kitchen. His fur was a mess, and his face said the hangover was like a truck hit him. His turtle pajamas messy with a few buttons undone.
“Good morning!” Shadow smirked with glee at the sight.
Silver grumbled a response.
“Did you vomit?” Shadow asked.
Silver gave a slow nod before holding his head. “Ugh… this sucks.” He slid into the seat next to Shadow. He leaned his head and most of his body onto the older hedgehog.
“Are you sure you want to be doing that?” Shadow mused in a language Espio didn't understand as he ground the herbs.
“Yeah. Why?” Silver turned to Shadow's body more.
“You brought home a prince last night. I think the poor thing is hurt by your actions.” Shadow teased.
“Prince?” Silver repeated as he opened his eyes. He scanned the room and then jumped up as he saw Espio. “Espio!? How did you get here?”
“You whisked him away here last night. You don't remember?” Shadow teased in English as he got up with the crushed herbs to make tea. “How cruel.”
Silver’s face turned red from the teasing.
Espio merely nodded, “Good morning.”
Silver took a deep breath. He slunk back into his seat. “He didn't say anything weird, did he?”
“Only the stuff in Italian.” Espio stated. “I didn't know either of you spoke it.”
“Do you speak Italian?” Silver asked in apparition.
“Let's test it,” Shadow smirked. He turned to face them, “When's the wedding?”
Silver slammed his fist on the table turning a bright red. Several items engulfed in a cyan light as they lifted into the air. “Dad!!”
Espio tilted his head in confusion. “Dad?”
The room fell quiet before Silver felt his brain short circuit. The items dropped first. He followed suit, dropping face first into the kitchen table.
Shadow arches a brow. “Welp, we broke him, Espio.” He placed a cup of tea in front of the purple chameleon. “Give him a minute to reboot and he'll be back to his normal self.”
Silver grumbled from the table.
“Lots of people do.” Shadow shrugged. “You going to start the ‘I hate Shadow’ fan club or something?”
More grumbling followed as Shadow slid a plate of food in front of the young hedgehog. “Eat. It'll help with the headache.”
Silver lifted his head and flared at the plate. Shadow put a cup with turtles next to the plate before he sat down and began eating. Silver frowned at his smug teasing smile.
“You couldn't have just left me in the dumpster you found me in?” Silver grumbled as he took a bite of his food.
“Unfortunately you were tiny and in need of care.” Shadow responded like the argument meant nothing to him. “The professor created me to care for small weak beings.” He glanced at the grey hedgehog up and down. “And unfortunately for you, your appearance matches those requirements.”
Silver shot him a pointed glare as he continued to eat.
The three ate their food in silence. Espio could tell there was a unspoken argument going on between the two but he had no clue as to its contents.
After breakfast, Shadow instructed the two to take a shower before heading back to Espio's time. The shower was nice. Espio wondered what it was like outside.
Shadow was sitting, reading a book in the chair when Espio entered the living room. Silver skimming through several history books on the table.
Espio looked over Silver’s shoulder. Reading wasn't a thing he saw the physic do often. He actually doubted he could read for a while.
“I'm the only one messing with time.” Silver quickly used his powers to shut all the books.
“Should I be concerned about a building being constructed?” Espio mused.
Shadow leaned towards Silver, “Careful with that one, he onced attempted to frame me for a crime.”
“The whole point of that party was to not get caught,” Espio defended himself. “Unless you're talking about another time that hasn't happened for me yet.”
Shadow smirked.
“Either way you both aren't very good at murder.” Silver rolled his eyes. “And no fair not inviting me.”
“You would have trouble with the whole ‘pretend’ part.” Shadow countered. “That's why Rose had you have a tea party with Cream and Charmy.”
Silver pouted as he levitated the books where they belonged on the shelf. “He wasn’t much better.” He pointed at Espio. “And like if you were the same position, you also wouldn't have done the same.”
“One, faker keeps crawling back like a cockroach. Killing him is a pain. I failed so much at it, I gave up. Two, I suggested Rose send you to the tea party. She's not the only one who agreed.”
“Great! Even past you thinks I need hand holding?” Silver threw himself back in the couch.
“You time travel to stop disasters. You show up looking like a starving mangy cat most of the time. Enough so that it seems any version of me in this timeline you keep changing, finds you in a dumpster and tries feeding your stubborn butt. So yeah, past me probably sees you like a feral cat. Just take the free food.”
“Ugh…” Silver groaned as he stood up. “I'll see you later.”
“I'll be here with food when you get back.” Shadow went back to his book. “Espio learn Italian in the meantime.”
Espio nodded.
“Please don't.” Silver pulled his emerald from his quills. “Also no talking about this visit. Ever.” He gestured to Shadow.
Espio nodded as he bit back a laugh. He wondered what
