"Interesting".
"Well, little boy".
"Wanna find out what is to be robotimized?".
The white haired boy quickly sat up in his bed screaming. He stopped after a moment, looking around while panting. He saw he was in his house and not… that place. Scratching his head, he closed his eyes and sighed.
"It was just one of those nightmares," he said. It wasn't something that happen often nowadays… He used to have them a lot when he'd first arrived here, and though he slowly started getting over it thanks to his friends, he still got them every now and then. Sighing, the boy got up to check the calendar, upon realizing the date he jumped in happiness and quickly went to get dressed.
"Ah, Christmas, the season of giving. Today is the day go we go to Angel Island to celebrate with all our friends. We'd do it here, but Knuckles doesn't like leaving the Master Emerald unprotected and it's the only way of celebrating Christmas with him" said the white haired boy to the readers.
Someone poked the boy in the back, and when he turned around he saw an orange creature with white coloring on his head and the tips on the stumps they had for arms and feet. The white haired boy smiled at him.
"Oh, hi Butters. See you are awake as well," said the human kid.
The little creature only said "chao" various times, but the kid could understand him perfectly.
"Don't worry, it's just another one of those nightmares... I'm okay now." He scratched the back of his head as he said this.
The little creature looked like he wanted to continue the subject, but realizing that his owner wouldn't want to speak further, he decided to drop it.
The boy petted the little creature in the head before going to put winter clothing. He proceeded to go downstairs accompanied by Butters. As he arrived he saw a tall rabbit and a robot. The rabbit was preparing hot chocolate while the robot just watched from afar.
"Hi, Gemerl, hi, Mom. Merry Christmas to you two," he greeted the robot and the rabbit respectively.
The rabbit turned around and smiled at him. "Well, hi, dear, and Merry Christmas, how are you?" she asked to her foster son.
The boy shrugged and sat on a sofa. "I'm good." He didn't see it as a lie; he already got better from his nightmare so he felt it was nothing to worry about.
The rabbit looked doubtful about that, but she decided to ignore it for now and gave him his hot chocolate.
"Hey, is Cream awake?" the white haired boy said as he looked around for someone.
"Not yet. I should probably go wake her up, we have to get ready to go to Angel Island," said the cream colored rabbit.
"Nah, let me do it," spoke the human boy as he got up and started going for the stairs, while Butters stayed downstairs and sat on the sofa.
The rabbit only let out a sigh and smiled.
"Hey, Cream, wake up," the white haired boy said as he lightly shook her.
The little rabbit known as Cream opened her eyes a little and yawned. Once she fully awoke she proceeded to greet her adoptive brother.
"Hello, Lincoln, how are you?" asked Cream.
Lincoln chuckled. His foster little sister always wanted to be polite to everyone, even if it was a stranger.
"Our mother has prepared us hot chocolate, and we need to prepare to celebrate Christmas," Lincoln said.
Cream eyes widened as she heard this. She had forgotten, and she hadn't said Merry Christmas to her brother yet!
"In that case, Merry Christmas, Lincoln! I'm sorry i forgot to say that!" the young rabbit spoke, getting a little nervous.
Lincoln just chuckled a little more and put his hands on her shoulders. "It's okay, Cream, you just woke up. It's nothing to worry about," he said reassuringly to his little sister. "Now why don't you get dressed and we go downstairs? Mom is waiting for us."
Cream smiled and went to get dressed. As she was doing this, a little creature like Butters appeared, but this one was teal and yellow colored and wore a little red bow tie. Lincoln smiled at him and waved.
"Sup, Cheese?" the little boy greeted the little creature, who only spoke saying "chao," just like Butters.
"Well, that's good to hear," Lincoln said.
Cream returned, now dressed in winter clothing. "Shall we go?" she asked.
Lincoln smiled. "Yeah, we should." And the two went downstairs.
Well, it's finally here, i know Christmas was long ago but this went through...development issues.
This started as an No Such Luck fic but i decided to change it to something that's hopefully better.
So...if you have any questions or any criticism that can help me improve, just let me know.
How Lincoln ended here and some of the thing he's been through will be revealed in future chapters or maybe stories, if this proves successful, because i do want to tell stories about this AU.
Edited by Nia Way and Benignmilitancy.
Anyways, bye for now.