Heroes' Doubts
(Shadow the Hedgehog)(G.U.N. HQ)(Megalo City)
I stared at the last picture the Sonic Heroes had taken as a group, which sat on my desk. That was two years ago. Sonic gave a thumbs up, like everything was ok. That arrogant bastard. Why did Amelia love him? Was it his charisma? His boundless energy? The chase? I sighed, typing command codes into my computer. Another boring day at work. I never went into the field like Sonic. Rouge had quit G.U.N to run her club. Omega had been sent on a top secret mission years ago and never returned. A normally lonely life for Shadow the Hedgehog. Now Amelia announces a gathering. Was it worth it?
"Focus, hedgehog," I whispered to myself, but I couldn't help but stare at the pink hedgehog's emerald green eyes, and a smile so beautiful CeCe from Shake it Up would be jealous. Not that I watched the show. Of course not. I don't judge you.
I continued to ponder the gathering, debating whether or not to make an appearance. I was the first one to leave. I wanted to be alone. I hated that blue bastard. I hated that red, overweight, thickheaded ass of an echidna. I hated that whiney little flying nerd. And I hated most of all that stupid fat crocodile and his god damn computer rooms! I sighted, going onto the Disney Channel website to catch up on shows.
(Silver the Hedgehog)(Silver Blaze Hotel)(Central City)
"Are you ready yet?" I called out from outside the bathroom door. I looked at my watch. An hour to get dressed up for one night? They had the dog whisperer, I needed a wife whisperer. We'd been running this five star hotel since we broke off the Sonic Heroes. You'd think I'd understand her after plunging a toilet with her, right? Not so. If anything, she was even more cryptic.
"Give me some more time, darling!" Blaze yelled back. I sighed.
"We're supposed to be there in an hour! It takes me an hour to fly us there!" I complained.
"And it takes me half an hour to run us there, sweetie," she said, "give or take with traffic."
"Maybe we shouldn't go," I sighed.
"It takes me an hour to get ready, bub," she hissed, "and I am not quitting because you're being a wimp." I sighed, fixing my tuxedo. I used my telekinesis to fix my quills. The bathroom door opened, and an angel stood there. Blaze had on a sparkly purple dress, and had put on just enough makeup to give her a pretty prom look. Her tail stuck out just a little. Cats have a hard time with tails. Just touching them makes their tail fly into the air. I took her hand, and we left for Amy's gathering.
(Amy Rose)(Club Rouge)(Station Square)
"Oh my god," I said, pacing the floor, which is harder when you're in high heels and a long pink dress, "Oh my god, oh my god." I looked at the clock. It was a quarter after the set time. Was anyone going to come? A manicures hand took my shoulder.
"Relax, hun," Rouge said, "they'll be here. Just wait a while, have a drink." I nodded, sitting at the bar. Rouge poured me a glass of red wine. It matched the color of her dress, which showed a lot more cleavage than mine. If we pulled it any lower, her breasts would hang out. I sipped my wine, feeling a little better.
"What if I wasted my time, Rouge?" I asked, "they separated for a reason."
"All families have arguments," she said. I looked at her.
"Do all families have knife and gun fights?" I asked.
"Sure!" she said. I glared at her, "Hey, my neighborhood's full of pimps. What do you expect?" I sighed, watching the door.
"A whole fight over Eggman's death," I sighed, "who would've thought we'd turn on each other after he died?" The door opened, and a familiar twenty-two year old red echidna stumbled in.
"This is the stripper bar, right?" he asked, "Nah, I'm kidding ya! One outta two of ya isn't a whore." Rouge nudged me.
"Sorry sweetie, but I think he means you," she laughed, "Get over here, Knuxie!" Knuckles walked over, frowning.
"Who brought the ugly stick and slapped her on the ass?" he asked. Rouge slapped him upside the head. Soon another came in. She was a cream colored rabbit, no older than ten.
"Don't say that, Mister Knuckles," she said. Her eyes were less innocent then when I last saw her two years ago. She gave off a tougher vibe. I knew instantly my old friend, I hugged her.
"Cream! It's been so long," I said. She hugged back.
"Oh Amy! I've missed you so much!" she squealed excitedly, "How is the fashion queen?"
"I'm doing fine, sweetie," I said, "how's your mother and Vector? They're coming, right?"
"Say no more, kiddo," I heard the croc's rough but gentle voice at the door. He wore a red and white polka dot bow tie, and gave us a toothy grin. He stood arm in arm with his wife, Vanilla. The older rabbit gave me a refined smile and waved.
"Hello, dear," she said, "my, you've aged gracefully."
"So have you, Misses Vanilla," I said. The couple made their way into the club and sat at one of the booths. I stared back at the door, where two yellow twin foxes stood. Behind them, stood my childhood crush. I welcomed them, but kept my distance from Sonic. I liked him, but not like before. Sure, he was handsome and sweet, but he was immature. With my business, I couldn't have someone that energetic. Millie, Cream's best friend, looked around every so often as if expecting someone.
"What's up, Millie?" I asked, deciding to find out what was going on.
"I'm waiting for a friend," she sighed, "He said he'd meet us…"
"Oh," I giggled, "Is this the prince charming that Sonic mentioned before?" Millie blushed, and her body seemed to shake. Her sparkly blue dress seemed to vibrate nervously.
"He and I are just friends," she denied, "We never kissed or anything."
"Oh," I faked a disappointed sigh, "So I guess Sonic was joking when he said he saw you two cuddling up to each other on the couch a week back, sucking on each other's lips like a fat man sucks a milkshake?" Millie's entire face went red from embarrassment. She turned away, trying to laugh it off.
"Maybe we like each other…" she admitted, making me smile.
"So what's he like?" I asked. Her eyes turned to the door, and widened. I followed her gaze. At the door stood two figures. One was a fox, who was midnight black. The only color on him was his tail, which had a white tip. He looked at me with warm, scarlet eyes. No, not at me. At Millie. He smiled, walking towards her. He head on a leather trenchcoat that barely touched the floor as he walked. He stood erect, as if he had been a trained gentleman. I noticed he seemed to glide over the ground. I turned to the other figure.
"Shadow," I gasped, recognizing him. He hadn't changed much, not counting his less friendly eyes and even more threatening vibe. I still saw a warmhearted guy, but the years hadn't made him any happier looking. I walked towards him as he sat himself at the bar, talking to Rouge. I was interrupted by a commotion from the door. Silver and Blaze stood there. And on Blaze's finger…
"Is that a ring," Sonic asked, laughing. Silver nodded.
"We got engaged a year after the Sonic Heroes separated," Blaze said, "and no Sonic, we don't have any kids. Yet." Behind her two figures were yelling excitedly. They pushed past the couple and ran two Vector. The old Chaotix team united, Rouge turned on the music. She set out drinks, which both Shadow and Christian went for. I sighed, sitting down. It was so good to see this.
