DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog or any of the other characters in any of its (his?) various medias. Y'know? The comic, the three cartoons, the video games--not mine. Cheese Wizardmon just wants me to torture them. Please don't sue.
Authoress's Notes: This is for CheeseWizardmon. He got Third Runner-Up for funniest review in my contest. ^_^ There's going to be one chapter for each of the songs he requested be in here.
This mixes the comics and the cartoons together, but as most of my knowledge comes from the comics and games, that's where most of this comes from. CheeseWizardmon told me to use these factoids as well:
For those who don't know (I didn't), NeoCity is Station Square. CheeseWizardmon and I decided that for the purposes of this fic, Knothole and Mobotropolis are in the Mystic Ruins.
E-102 is alive again. He was rebuilt by Tails, who discovered the robot's--corpse, I guess, on the Egg Carrier. He now lives with Sonic and Tails at their apartment in NeoCity.
Robotnik is no longer evil. He now works at Neo labs, where he creates robot to help mankind.
CheeseWizardmon likes Jello.
Okay, now that that's out of the way: ON WITH THE FANFIC!
Walking was not one of Sonic's favorite activities.
Walking on tiptoe and being sneaky, even more so.
His style was more the rush-in-save-the-day-and-take-names-later type.
But, when Sally got so caught up in her royal responsibilities that their relationship got pushed to the back burner, he usually forced himself to do something like this--sneaking up to her room with flowers and a picnic basket.
Sonic waved a hello to the nearest guard, and put a finger to his lips. The guard nodded back, a smile on his face. This wasn't the first time.
At last! Sally's hallway. The door to her room was right there. Sonic walked quietly, pressing himself to the wall. He tested the doorknob.
Unlocked, as usual.
Finally, he could make some noise! He pushed the door open. "Surprise, Sally!"
"Sonic?!"
"Sonique?!!"
What in the world...?
Sally sat, on her couch, tangled up quite awkwardly with Antoine. A few seconds before, they had been quite busy with a passionate kiss.
"Sally...?" Sonic squeaked.
"Uh, Sonic, it's not what it looks like..."
Bad movie line. Was that the best she could do?
"Pairhaps I would be zee better off leafing you du alone..." Antoine tried.
Sally pulled back from him and nodded. "Maybe so...go on. I'll see you later."
Antoine took her hand and kissed it. "Most definitely, my Preencess." He inched carefully past Sonic, who simply glared, watching Antoine, staring at him until finally he bolted for the door and slammed it on his way out.
"I'm gonna kill him," Sonic said, flatly. He dropped the basket that he'd been gripping tight enough to make his knuckles turn white, and dropped his hand-picked daisies on top of them. He walked--gently, probably better not to startle her any more than she already had been--to Sally and sat beside her, where Antoine had been seconds before. "I only let him go because I have to take care of you first. Now, what happened? Did he hurt you?" Sonic put a gloved hand up to her hair and pushed some of it out of her face, looking for any scratches or scrapes.
Sally hung her head and pushed his hand away. "Not exactly."
"What happened?"
"I invited him up here, and we talked for a while, and...then...we...we..."
"Started making out for no apparent reason?" Sonic offered sarcastically.
"Not exactly." Sally turned, facing sideways to him so she didn't have to look at him. "This...wasn't the first time. Antoine...and I...we..."
Sonic frowned. No way. He'd assumed the worst of Antoine, and Sally was trying to tell him something else. There was no way he could be so idiotic as to not pick up on it either way. "You what?"
"Well...you were gone, see...and, you know Father would like to see me with him...so...I kind of agreed to go to a major royal announcement...party...thing..." Sally's voice was cracking. "You don't really care what it was, do you?...Well, I went with Antoine...and...one thing led to another, see...?"
Sonic did not see.
Sally looked over at him. "But...I mean, we can still be friends, right?"
"*What* did you say?" A few minutes ago, Sonic had been ready to rip Antoine apart, thinking he was taking advantage of Sally. Now he was ready to...well, no, he didn't exactly want to rip Sally apart. But he was very angry.
"We can still be friends. I mean, I still like you and all...and, we were never seriously boyfriend and girlfriend...you know, we just kind of...were there...no big deal, right?"
Sonic blinked for the first time since entering the room. "After *all* we've been through...all the years, the *battle*, the *fighting*, the *warring*...all the close calls, *everything*...that...that kiss...when everyone thought you'd *died*...you woke up and you were okay...and all of that...means nothing?"
"Well...of course it *means* something to me...I mean, Sonic, we meant a lot to each other back then, and it was my first real kiss and all..."
"So I'm just a childhood friend, is that it?"
"No, no...Sonic, please understand, I never meant for it to happen like this...I didn't set out to hurt you...but I'm happy now. Can't you understand that?"
"You could have told me. You could have said, 'Hey, Sonic, you know what, I went to a party with Antoine and now we're engaged, I was hoping you could be the best man!'"
"Quit exaggerating! Besides, I haven't been able to contact you for three weeks!"
"You act like I haven't seen you in three years!"
"I wish I hadn't!"
"I wish we'd never been friends!"
Sally paused. "Really?"
"If I'd known this was how it was going to end, I never would have liked you. You know, there's a reason they call me True-Blue. I think other people oughta be the same way."
Sally glared daggers at him. "I tried, Sonic, I really did. But you were never here. You never called, never e-mailed. There was a time I honestly thought you had given up on me."
"And then?"
"The party came up and I needed someone to go with. I wanted you to come, and I tried to get ahold of you. No luck."
"So you go with the French dip, and you fall in love?" (A/N: Pun intended.)
"Well...he's polite...he treats me like a lady...and he's always cared about me for as long as I can remember..."
"So have I!"
"But...Sonic, you never...said anything..."
"So?!"
"You never asked me out, so I thought you didn't care...that much...and I couldn't just wait around for you..."
"I didn't want you to wait for me! I wanted to ask you, but every time we got dangerously close, you changed the subject."
"I did not!"
"Well, never mind that. I'm asking you now. Sally...I...I care about you. Will you please, please, please, please, pleeeeeeeeeease be my girlfriend? Would that make you happy?"
Sally frowned. "No."
"Then what are you asking me to do?!"
"Let me be with Antoine! I care about him, he cares about me, and he's not afraid to tell me, either!"
"So what we had really is nothing. Don't deny it, you've proved it with what you've said."
Sally sighed. "Sonic, nothing is the same for me anymore. I live in a palace, surrounded by servants and guards, not to mention my family has doubled in size with my mom and brother, I don't have to rule Mobius 'someday', and...and..."
"And you don't love me anymore." A single, hot tear of anger trickled down his cheek as he decided that he didn't want to hear any more. He zoomed out the door, making no premise of being quiet, and raced out of the palace, heading for the nearest place he could be alone--the jungle surrounding the ancient temple in the Mystic Ruins.
He sped around, kicking up leaves and twigs and leaving a trail behind him that a two-year-old could follow. He zigged and zagged, braking so fast in small, sharp corners that he might have been worried about starting a forest fire.
If he'd been able to think of anything but Sally and his broken heart.
We've been together for so very long
He reflected on times past; the time they'd spent together over the years. He'd known since he was little that he liked her. Maybe she was right--he wasn't big on vocalizing it, but he thought she knew.
The thought crossed his mind that she would say that's what he got for thinking, and it left a bitter aftertaste in his head.
But now things are changing, oh I wonder what's wrong?
Seems you don't want me around
The passion is gone and the flame's died down
Why would she just change her mind like that? Maybe he had taken for granted the idea that she knew how he felt, but he had always known how *she* felt, or at least he thought he had.
I guess I lost a little bit of self-esteem
That time that you made it with the whole hockey team
But she *had* changed her mind, there was no way around it. How she could care for the lowest, scummiest, dumbest guy in all of Knothole was an idea that completely evaded his thought processes. Maybe she had lost all sense of good taste.
You used to think I was nice
Now you tell all your friends that I'm the Antichrist
Another random thought flitted across Sonic's mind--this was going to create a scandal at the palace. His score on the reputation scale was going to plummet. Nobody was going to be his friend anymore--well, maybe some people, but certainly not the royal family. Especially not Sally herself, not after the way he'd acted. A thought stood at the back of his mind saying maybe he should be a little sorry, even go back and apologize, but he refused to process it, knowing he'd end up going back if he did.
Oh, why did you disconnect the brakes on my car?
That kind of thing is hard to ignore
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore
Why had it been so sudden? If they had fallen out of love and formally declared it, and *then* this had all happened, it might not have hurt so bad.
Well, it *would* have hurt then, at least a little, wouldn't it?
I knew that we were having problems when
You put those piranhas in my bathtub again
And the part that stung the worst was that she had fallen for the one guy that Sonic couldn't stand.
You're still the light of my life
He couldn't help still caring about her, despite what he'd said about wishing they'd never been friends. That wasn't really true. But he wasn't allowed to care about her anymore. She had someone else now, someone who loved her the way she wanted to be loved. Sonic smirked; Antoine was probably very careful about how he treated her, for fear of losing her. Of course, he was all about manners anyway. Still, Sonic was sure it was fragile between the two at best.
Oh darling, I'm begging
Won't you put down that knife?
You know, I even think it's kinda cute the way
You poison my coffee just a little each day
I still remember the way that you laughed
When you pushed me down the elevator shaft
Oh, if you don't mind me asking, what's this poisonous cobra
Doing in my underwear drawer?
Sometimes I get to thinking you don't love me anymore
You slammed my face down on the barbecue grill
Now my scars are all healing, but my heart never will
You set my house on fire
You pulled out my chest hairs with an old pair of pliers
As Sonic ran on and began to tire out, the reality of the situation began to dawn on him. He'd really been dumped by Sally, the only girl he ever had or ever could care for. He felt...dead inside.
Oh, you think I'm ugly and you say I'm cheap
You shaved off my eyebrows while I was asleep
You drilled a hole in my head
Then you dumped me in a drainage ditch and left me for dead
She might as well have just killed him there on the spot, he reflected. Not that he had lost all will to live--he'd gotten rather attached to the habit by now--but he was sure that he would feel nothing for the rest of his life--just a dead emptiness that was growing inside. She had meant so much to him, and now she had torn herself away and there was nothing to fill the void.
Oh, you know this really isn't like you at all
You never acted this way before
What would make her be so faithless? Had any of it really been his fault? Hadn't it *all* been his fault? Would anything ever seem right again?
Why couldn't she still care about him?
Honey, something tells me you don't love me anymore
Oh no no
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore...
A/N: I admit, the chapter is a bit short, but they probably won't be very long. Ooh, redundancy...
Authoress's Notes: This is for CheeseWizardmon. He got Third Runner-Up for funniest review in my contest. ^_^ There's going to be one chapter for each of the songs he requested be in here.
This mixes the comics and the cartoons together, but as most of my knowledge comes from the comics and games, that's where most of this comes from. CheeseWizardmon told me to use these factoids as well:
For those who don't know (I didn't), NeoCity is Station Square. CheeseWizardmon and I decided that for the purposes of this fic, Knothole and Mobotropolis are in the Mystic Ruins.
E-102 is alive again. He was rebuilt by Tails, who discovered the robot's--corpse, I guess, on the Egg Carrier. He now lives with Sonic and Tails at their apartment in NeoCity.
Robotnik is no longer evil. He now works at Neo labs, where he creates robot to help mankind.
CheeseWizardmon likes Jello.
Okay, now that that's out of the way: ON WITH THE FANFIC!
Walking was not one of Sonic's favorite activities.
Walking on tiptoe and being sneaky, even more so.
His style was more the rush-in-save-the-day-and-take-names-later type.
But, when Sally got so caught up in her royal responsibilities that their relationship got pushed to the back burner, he usually forced himself to do something like this--sneaking up to her room with flowers and a picnic basket.
Sonic waved a hello to the nearest guard, and put a finger to his lips. The guard nodded back, a smile on his face. This wasn't the first time.
At last! Sally's hallway. The door to her room was right there. Sonic walked quietly, pressing himself to the wall. He tested the doorknob.
Unlocked, as usual.
Finally, he could make some noise! He pushed the door open. "Surprise, Sally!"
"Sonic?!"
"Sonique?!!"
What in the world...?
Sally sat, on her couch, tangled up quite awkwardly with Antoine. A few seconds before, they had been quite busy with a passionate kiss.
"Sally...?" Sonic squeaked.
"Uh, Sonic, it's not what it looks like..."
Bad movie line. Was that the best she could do?
"Pairhaps I would be zee better off leafing you du alone..." Antoine tried.
Sally pulled back from him and nodded. "Maybe so...go on. I'll see you later."
Antoine took her hand and kissed it. "Most definitely, my Preencess." He inched carefully past Sonic, who simply glared, watching Antoine, staring at him until finally he bolted for the door and slammed it on his way out.
"I'm gonna kill him," Sonic said, flatly. He dropped the basket that he'd been gripping tight enough to make his knuckles turn white, and dropped his hand-picked daisies on top of them. He walked--gently, probably better not to startle her any more than she already had been--to Sally and sat beside her, where Antoine had been seconds before. "I only let him go because I have to take care of you first. Now, what happened? Did he hurt you?" Sonic put a gloved hand up to her hair and pushed some of it out of her face, looking for any scratches or scrapes.
Sally hung her head and pushed his hand away. "Not exactly."
"What happened?"
"I invited him up here, and we talked for a while, and...then...we...we..."
"Started making out for no apparent reason?" Sonic offered sarcastically.
"Not exactly." Sally turned, facing sideways to him so she didn't have to look at him. "This...wasn't the first time. Antoine...and I...we..."
Sonic frowned. No way. He'd assumed the worst of Antoine, and Sally was trying to tell him something else. There was no way he could be so idiotic as to not pick up on it either way. "You what?"
"Well...you were gone, see...and, you know Father would like to see me with him...so...I kind of agreed to go to a major royal announcement...party...thing..." Sally's voice was cracking. "You don't really care what it was, do you?...Well, I went with Antoine...and...one thing led to another, see...?"
Sonic did not see.
Sally looked over at him. "But...I mean, we can still be friends, right?"
"*What* did you say?" A few minutes ago, Sonic had been ready to rip Antoine apart, thinking he was taking advantage of Sally. Now he was ready to...well, no, he didn't exactly want to rip Sally apart. But he was very angry.
"We can still be friends. I mean, I still like you and all...and, we were never seriously boyfriend and girlfriend...you know, we just kind of...were there...no big deal, right?"
Sonic blinked for the first time since entering the room. "After *all* we've been through...all the years, the *battle*, the *fighting*, the *warring*...all the close calls, *everything*...that...that kiss...when everyone thought you'd *died*...you woke up and you were okay...and all of that...means nothing?"
"Well...of course it *means* something to me...I mean, Sonic, we meant a lot to each other back then, and it was my first real kiss and all..."
"So I'm just a childhood friend, is that it?"
"No, no...Sonic, please understand, I never meant for it to happen like this...I didn't set out to hurt you...but I'm happy now. Can't you understand that?"
"You could have told me. You could have said, 'Hey, Sonic, you know what, I went to a party with Antoine and now we're engaged, I was hoping you could be the best man!'"
"Quit exaggerating! Besides, I haven't been able to contact you for three weeks!"
"You act like I haven't seen you in three years!"
"I wish I hadn't!"
"I wish we'd never been friends!"
Sally paused. "Really?"
"If I'd known this was how it was going to end, I never would have liked you. You know, there's a reason they call me True-Blue. I think other people oughta be the same way."
Sally glared daggers at him. "I tried, Sonic, I really did. But you were never here. You never called, never e-mailed. There was a time I honestly thought you had given up on me."
"And then?"
"The party came up and I needed someone to go with. I wanted you to come, and I tried to get ahold of you. No luck."
"So you go with the French dip, and you fall in love?" (A/N: Pun intended.)
"Well...he's polite...he treats me like a lady...and he's always cared about me for as long as I can remember..."
"So have I!"
"But...Sonic, you never...said anything..."
"So?!"
"You never asked me out, so I thought you didn't care...that much...and I couldn't just wait around for you..."
"I didn't want you to wait for me! I wanted to ask you, but every time we got dangerously close, you changed the subject."
"I did not!"
"Well, never mind that. I'm asking you now. Sally...I...I care about you. Will you please, please, please, please, pleeeeeeeeeease be my girlfriend? Would that make you happy?"
Sally frowned. "No."
"Then what are you asking me to do?!"
"Let me be with Antoine! I care about him, he cares about me, and he's not afraid to tell me, either!"
"So what we had really is nothing. Don't deny it, you've proved it with what you've said."
Sally sighed. "Sonic, nothing is the same for me anymore. I live in a palace, surrounded by servants and guards, not to mention my family has doubled in size with my mom and brother, I don't have to rule Mobius 'someday', and...and..."
"And you don't love me anymore." A single, hot tear of anger trickled down his cheek as he decided that he didn't want to hear any more. He zoomed out the door, making no premise of being quiet, and raced out of the palace, heading for the nearest place he could be alone--the jungle surrounding the ancient temple in the Mystic Ruins.
He sped around, kicking up leaves and twigs and leaving a trail behind him that a two-year-old could follow. He zigged and zagged, braking so fast in small, sharp corners that he might have been worried about starting a forest fire.
If he'd been able to think of anything but Sally and his broken heart.
We've been together for so very long
He reflected on times past; the time they'd spent together over the years. He'd known since he was little that he liked her. Maybe she was right--he wasn't big on vocalizing it, but he thought she knew.
The thought crossed his mind that she would say that's what he got for thinking, and it left a bitter aftertaste in his head.
But now things are changing, oh I wonder what's wrong?
Seems you don't want me around
The passion is gone and the flame's died down
Why would she just change her mind like that? Maybe he had taken for granted the idea that she knew how he felt, but he had always known how *she* felt, or at least he thought he had.
I guess I lost a little bit of self-esteem
That time that you made it with the whole hockey team
But she *had* changed her mind, there was no way around it. How she could care for the lowest, scummiest, dumbest guy in all of Knothole was an idea that completely evaded his thought processes. Maybe she had lost all sense of good taste.
You used to think I was nice
Now you tell all your friends that I'm the Antichrist
Another random thought flitted across Sonic's mind--this was going to create a scandal at the palace. His score on the reputation scale was going to plummet. Nobody was going to be his friend anymore--well, maybe some people, but certainly not the royal family. Especially not Sally herself, not after the way he'd acted. A thought stood at the back of his mind saying maybe he should be a little sorry, even go back and apologize, but he refused to process it, knowing he'd end up going back if he did.
Oh, why did you disconnect the brakes on my car?
That kind of thing is hard to ignore
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore
Why had it been so sudden? If they had fallen out of love and formally declared it, and *then* this had all happened, it might not have hurt so bad.
Well, it *would* have hurt then, at least a little, wouldn't it?
I knew that we were having problems when
You put those piranhas in my bathtub again
And the part that stung the worst was that she had fallen for the one guy that Sonic couldn't stand.
You're still the light of my life
He couldn't help still caring about her, despite what he'd said about wishing they'd never been friends. That wasn't really true. But he wasn't allowed to care about her anymore. She had someone else now, someone who loved her the way she wanted to be loved. Sonic smirked; Antoine was probably very careful about how he treated her, for fear of losing her. Of course, he was all about manners anyway. Still, Sonic was sure it was fragile between the two at best.
Oh darling, I'm begging
Won't you put down that knife?
You know, I even think it's kinda cute the way
You poison my coffee just a little each day
I still remember the way that you laughed
When you pushed me down the elevator shaft
Oh, if you don't mind me asking, what's this poisonous cobra
Doing in my underwear drawer?
Sometimes I get to thinking you don't love me anymore
You slammed my face down on the barbecue grill
Now my scars are all healing, but my heart never will
You set my house on fire
You pulled out my chest hairs with an old pair of pliers
As Sonic ran on and began to tire out, the reality of the situation began to dawn on him. He'd really been dumped by Sally, the only girl he ever had or ever could care for. He felt...dead inside.
Oh, you think I'm ugly and you say I'm cheap
You shaved off my eyebrows while I was asleep
You drilled a hole in my head
Then you dumped me in a drainage ditch and left me for dead
She might as well have just killed him there on the spot, he reflected. Not that he had lost all will to live--he'd gotten rather attached to the habit by now--but he was sure that he would feel nothing for the rest of his life--just a dead emptiness that was growing inside. She had meant so much to him, and now she had torn herself away and there was nothing to fill the void.
Oh, you know this really isn't like you at all
You never acted this way before
What would make her be so faithless? Had any of it really been his fault? Hadn't it *all* been his fault? Would anything ever seem right again?
Why couldn't she still care about him?
Honey, something tells me you don't love me anymore
Oh no no
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore...
A/N: I admit, the chapter is a bit short, but they probably won't be very long. Ooh, redundancy...