𝙄'𝙢 𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙘, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜...

      Many people often ask me why Shadow and I consider each other fakes, if in fact we are different in color and appearance, and not just in character? Well. I'll tell you a story about how I accidentally became Shadow himself. Literally became him and like him. It all happened one night. Moreover, it was not something that happened in reality, but rather in my dream. In general, now I will tell you about it.

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      One day, Tails decided to play a prank on Shadow and me. He noticed that Shadow and I often argue too often about which of us is cool, who is fake, who is real, and so on. He decided to teach us both a lesson because of this. True, he and I didn’t know about it yet and didn’t even suspect it. But he later admitted this to us. He invented helmets with which you can understand that we have already fallen asleep and are in a dream. Plus, he made two helmets and installed them so that those who wear them, when they fall asleep together, will end up together, cross paths together in their dreams, and will be in the same common dream. Then he went to each of us in turn. At this time, Shadow and I were still quarreling and almost angry at each other. — You are faker, but I am real! — No, you are a faker, but I am the real! — I'll kick your butt! — No, I'll kick your butt! This is roughly what we said to each other. Although now it was a little different. — I'm tired of you, Sonic. It's no use arguing with you. I'm leaving. — Me too. Good riddance, Shadow! Then we separated. On the way, I met Tails himself and I pretended to be calm. True, by some miracle he guessed that I was angry and on edge. Even though I lied and said everything was fine, he still saw through me and he offered me one of those helmets. He told me it was supposedly a head massage machine. He asked me to put it on before going to bed and in bed so that I could sleep in it and while I was sleeping, it would calm me down. Of course, I don’t believe in such fantastic things, but I always trust my best friend the fox. Therefore, I agreed and accepted his invention. Of course, he then said goodbye to me and gave Shadow exactly the same one. True, I didn’t know about it then and believed him that it was supposedly a machine for head massage. At night, I still put it on and fell asleep in this very helmet, as I promised Tails. Of course, Shadow himself did the same. I fell asleep first, but I really didn’t notice it at first. After all, dreams are usually realistic, that we can perceive them as real, and we will not perceive it as a dream, even if we really want to or try. However, at that moment I heard the quiet sound of a bell, which was attached to the helmet, and of course I guessed that I was in a dream. Yes, yes, by some miracle I realized that this was a signal that I was not in real life, but in a dream. Although I didn’t know then that in fact this is a device for signaling that you are sleeping and in a dream. However, I was a little surprised and I decided that since I was in a dream, then I could run around and have fun until I woke up the next morning. I calmly walked along the green hills, picked flowers, smelled them and even collected wreaths. I walked quietly in my sleep and just calmly did nonsense. Apparently Tails was right. This really calms me down a little, that I even forgot about Shadow himself and about another argument with him. I was walking, jumping, whistling something to myself and suddenly I see Shadow himself in front of me. I immediately rolled my eyes and said: — You again! Why can’t you leave me alone even in my dreams? — You? You yourself appeared in my dream. — he answered me. — At your place? How can you prove that this is your dream? I fell asleep and saw him, and also heard the bell. — I explained to him, and he answered me: — So I heard him too and realized that I was in a dream... Wait! Are we both in the same dream? But how is this possible? — I FOUND YOU!!! — Shadow and I immediately heard my voice. Although it wasn’t even me who screamed. We turned to the source of the sound and saw myself. Yes. It was me. More precisely my copy. Perhaps it was my evil copy from the dream of Shadow himself, whom he fought and chased in his dream, and since our dreams united, he also appeared here with us. — FAKER!!! — he shouted and pointed his finger at me. For some reason, not at Shadow, but at me. — What? — I immediately bulged my eyes. Even Shadow himself looked questioningly at the real me and the other me. Suddenly, Shadow was surprised to see the real me. — What? — I asked him suddenly in his own voice. This surprised me. I spoke in the voice of Shadow himself. I looked at my hands and noticed that my hands were no longer peachy, but covered with black fur and red stripes, like Shadow himself. Yes, I all became like Shadow himself in the color of my appearance, eye color and voice. True, the needles on my head were still smooth and went back. — What? I became?...Shadow? — YOU WILL CHOCK ON THESE WORDS, FAKER!!! — the same other me shouted and ran towards me. — What? — I just asked and didn’t have time to dodge when I immediately received a blow. in the chest and I was thrown back. For some reason, he only attacked me, and not the real Shadow. By the way, he only stood aside and for now observed and did not understand anything. The other me attacked me, grabbed me by the neck, pressed me to the ground and began to choke me. I was suffocating and it seemed that I was going to suffocate and die in my sleep, and then never wake up in reality. I turned my attention to Shadow himself. He himself immediately became me. That is, he was all painted blue and his hands turned peach. Even the eyes became emerald and without red stripes. Even his voice changed to mine. It was as if we had switched places. — She-edo-ow... He-e-elp! — I asked him hoarsely for help, extending my hand. He looked at his hands, examined himself, realized that he had become me and decided to intervene. — STOP!!! — he shouted to the other me and, strangely enough, he was distracted by him. — Let him go! — Let go? Is this a faker? He copies me, thinks he is cooler, faster and stronger than me. I'm tired of enduring all this and it's easier for me to kill him so that he doesn't show off anymore. — he answered and continued to choke me. There was no way I could fight him off. — Please! He won't do it anymore. And it's not faker at all. He just looks like you in terms of coolness, but in reality you and he are different. Look at yourself and at him. Even your skin and coat colors are different. He doesn’t copy you at all, he just wants to become you because he likes you. — all he could explain to save me. The other me for a long time changed his gaze, then at me, then at Shadow, but in the end he still let me go and I caught my breath. Finally my breathing was free. For the first time I saw that Shadow was afraid for me and saved me, and from myself. Moreover, despite the fact that I suddenly became him, and he himself became me. Tails probably did this on purpose so that in a dream we would change our appearances like that, almost like that. That is, we had to see each other with our own eyes, understand this and realize that we were both wrong. Of course, the next day, when we woke up, we immediately came to Tails and, together with Shadow, began to ask him about it. And Tails actually specially created those devices so that in a dream Shadow and I could see ourselves through each other’s eyes. On the one hand, of course, we were angry at Tails for doing this. After all, for example, I almost died in my sleep when Shadow’s and my dreams merged into one. On the other hand, Tails really helped us. Shadow and I really came to our senses and realized that in reality, none of us are fake or real. We're both real and cool in our own ways. That is, each of us, but at the same time we are different in appearance and character. Both Shadow and I understood this perfectly well. This story served as a good lesson for him and me. I hope you kids also learned a lesson from this story. If someone copies you or is simply trying to become the same as you. Then don’t rush to accuse him of being your fake! Try to understand why he is trying to become you in the first place. Maybe he was just inspired by you and your cool moves or what you remember as famous for him and that’s why he just wants to become the same as you. Or maybe he just happens to be the same as you. But at the same time, if you take a closer look, you will notice that in reality they are still different from you. Externally, by character or something else. So don’t rush to conclusions and accusations! First, think and try to find out or talk to him yourself about this topic and try to understand each other!