Me: Hey bitches! I'm back here with chapter three ready to be read.

Sonic: And reviewed, right?

Me: Of course.

Cream: So how was your week, Mr. AK?

Me: It wasn't all too bad, Cream. I slept in till noon almost every day, I kicked some ass on Transformers: War For Cybertron online, and I spent some time with my baby nephew.

Ray: You spend a lot of time with your nephew.

Me: We get to have him here at our house on Tuesdays and every other weekend as part of the custody agreement.

Amy: That's cool.

Me: It is. Now who wants to do the disclaimer?

Shadow: I think Omega wants to do it.

Me: Alright Omega. Go.

E-123 Omega: AutoKnight Zero One is not in possession of any owning rights to Sonic the Hedgehog. Or any other characters related.

Me: Enjoy chapter three and review everyone. And thanks goes out to everyone who already has. And Omega, I liked to be called, "AK".

A Spy's Day Off

Chapter 3: Let the Knouge Begin

(Angel Island; Knuckles House; 12:00 PM)

This was not what Knuckles was expecting to find. Rouge was actually in his house. And in his bed! The echidna just stared at her while she just stared back with half opened eyes. And she wasn't wearing any clothes! All she had on was a bra and panties. Knuckles felt his nose start to bleed and turned away so Rouge wouldn't see it.

"Are you alright?" Rouge asked.

Knuckles wiped his muzzle clean of the blood and turned back.

"Yeah. I'm fine." He answered. "What about you?"

"Look at me and I'm sure you'll be able to answer that for yourself." Rouge said.

"Oh I've looked plenty. Thank you very much." Knuckles said.

Rouge got the jist of what Knuckles meant and pulled the sheet up so her chest was covered.

"How did you even get here?" Knuckles asked.

"Shadow used Chaos Control to teleport me here. I wanted to be left here so I could surprise you. Well…surprise."

Knuckles turned away and made an angry face.

"Shadow, you bastard!"

"You're mad because I'm here, aren't you?" Rouge asked.

"No. I'm not." That was a total lie.

Knuckles had no desire whatsoever to take care of her. He could hardly stand her!

"Okay. I'm just going to come out and say it. Just because I'm stuck taking care of you today doesn't mean a thing. As soon as this day is over, nothing is going to be different. But I have some conditions."

"No you don't." Rouge retorted. "I heard everything you said on the phone. You said that if the girls could get me here to your house, you would tend to my EVERY need. Which means whatever I ask for, you must do."

"Oh yeah? And what if I don't?" Knuckles asked cocky.

Rouge reached behind her back and out of nowhere, she pulled out a small cell phone.

"I'll call Amy and have you deal with her." Rouge said.

"You wouldn't." Knuckles growled.

"I have her number and I'm not afraid to call it." Rouge said. "So are you going to hold up your end of the deal or not?"

Rouge smirked. This was obviously going to be a good day for her despite being sick. But Knuckles on the other hand was using all of his willpower not to punch a hole in his wall.

"Okay Knuckles. Just relax. You went to anger management. You should be able to get through this."

The echidna powerhouse took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Okay. What do you want?" Knuckles asked.

"I'm kinda hungry." Rouge answered. "Can you get me something to eat?"

"As long as you don't puke it out later." Knuckles turned to go downstairs.

"Don't take too long, Knuckie." She called.

As Knuckles went downstairs, he had his teeth showing and his fists clenched in pure seething anger. His friends had dumped off Rouge in his house, and Tails, the so-called genius, got his lower body smashed by the wing of his own plane. Knuckles looked around his kitchen for something to feed someone when they're sick. But then he had a better idea. He headed for his front door. But then he stopped right in front of it.

"Oh who am I kidding? When I was in anger management I beat the crap out of the doctor after three days."

Knuckles raised his right fist and punched a hole in his door. Then he growled and opened up the door to walk out of it. Upstairs, Rouge heard the loud crash and smirked.

"Yeah. This is gonna be fun." She said.

But then she lost her smirk as she felt her stomach gurgle and nausea came over her. She immediately went for the bucket and threw up.

"Or maybe not."

Knuckles was walking through the forest with a wicker basket in his hands. Rouge was probably expecting him to cook her something gourmet or something like that. But he had no idea how to cook. He went up to the trunk of a tree and shook it with his strength. A few oranges were able to fall out of it. He picked them up, took a towel out if his basket, and wiped the dirt off them. Then he put the oranges in his basket and went over to a few other trees he knew. He was able to get a full bushel of bananas, some red apples, a couple of limes, and he was able to find some grapes for himself. Thinking he gathered enough, he made his way back to the house. He put the basket down and found a knife to cut the fruit up. He took out some apples and cut them all up into small pieces so Rouge wouldn't have to open her mouth too wide to take a bite out of the whole thing. Then he peeled some of the oranges and bananas and cut them up too. He put the limes and grapes away for another time. He put the cut up fruit on a plate and then walked upstairs to see Rouge with her head on the pillow and moaning.

"What's the matter with you?" Knuckles asked.

"I need you to clean out the bucket." Rouge groaned as she pointed to the bucket.

Knuckles looked inside the bucket and nearly vomited himself in disgust.

"Oh dear god! How can you throw up that much if you haven't eaten anything?"

"Knuckles, please don't make me do it again." Rouge said.

Knuckles put the bucket by the door and then went back to Rouge.

"How did you even manage to get this sick anyways?" Knuckles asked.

Rouge actually had to ponder that thought.

"I'm not really sure. I felt like I was on top of the world last night. And then this morning I immediately ran to the bathroom to throw up."

"Where were you last night?" Knuckles asked.

"Now I remember. I was at the bar with a few other girls from work. Then we all decided to do a few jello-shots. And I remember sharing some of the same glasses with a few girls. I guess there was some backwash in there."

"So what I'm seeing now is the flu mixed with a hangover?" Knuckles asked.

"Actually the hangover part wore off a few hours ago. So this is sickness all the way." Rouge said.

He sat on the side of his bed and put the plate in front of her.

"Here. This should help." Knuckles said.

"Really? No soup or anything like that?" Rouge asked.

"Fruit helps when you're sick. You're less likely to throw it up. And it helps with nausea." Knuckles said.

Rouge sat up. She would do anything to help get rid of the queasiness in her stomach. She was just about to grab a piece of a banana herself, but then she had an idea.

"Feed me." She said.

Knuckles shot straight up. "You're perfectly capable of eating by yourself."

"Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaassee?" She asked with the cutest eyes she could make.

It didn't take a genius to know that she had gotten that trick from Cream. And it worked. Every Single. Time. Damn.

"Fine." He said bitterly.

He picked up a piece of an apple and held it up to Rouge's mouth. She slowly opened her mouth and Knuckles gently slid the slice inside. Rouge bit down and chewed the apple for a while. She was afraid if she swallowed it, she might see it again very soon.

"Trust me." Knuckles said. "I've been sick before and the fruit from this island has always helped me. You won't throw it up. At least not for a few hours until after they begin to work their magic."

Rouge couldn't argue with that. She swallowed the bite she had and gulped as she did. A few seconds later, she felt her nausea subside. She was actually surprised.

"How did they do that?" Rouge asked.

"The fruit that grows on the trees here are the most nutritious to be found anywhere. I'm the only one who knows about them." Knuckles asked.

"Huh. I guess when I'm ready to make an attempt to swipe the Master Emerald again, I'll have to bring a fruit basket too." Rouge joked.

"Oh just eat." Knuckles said a bit louder than usual.

Rouge's face went straight and she was handed a slice of a banana. Knuckles kept on feeding her one slice of every fruit he had at a time until she said she couldn't eat anymore. The echidna got up and headed to go out the door.

"Don't forget the bucket." Rouge said.

Knuckles growled and leaned down to pick he bucket up by the handle. As he went down the stairs, the stench of what was in the bucket made Knuckles even angrier.

"I swear, once this day is over, I'll make Shadow pay. Ultimate lifeform or not, he'll pay."

Me: Well there. I'm sorry this chapter isn't longer. I had writers block and I really couldn't think of any good ideas.

Sonic: Then what are you going to do for the next chapter?

Me: I'll ask the readers for help. If any of you would like to send ma an idea for the next chapter, place it in a review and I'll take a look. Remember, Knuckles has to do ANYTHING Rouge asks for. So use your imagination.

Rouge: Can I make a request?

Me: Sorry Rogue. No cast requests. Only audience.

Knuckles: Understandable.

Me:Exactly. Remember, in your review, leave an idea for me if you want. I'll get the next chapter up as soon as I can. Until then, peace bitches.