Roses And Knuckles

by Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus

Amy and Knuckles don't really get along with each other. Mainly because both are arrogant loudmouths. Or because they think they're better than each other. I don't know, but the thing is, these two together is just asking for trouble.

3. Chapter 3

Amy and Knuckles went to Waluigi's Taco Stand, where they saw Princess Daisy farting up a storm. Luckily for the two humanoid mammals, the place didn't stink, but Daisy's tuba like flatulence did make for a rather annoying noise.

"Golly, and to think that I can get just as gassy as her," Amy admitted, blushing from embarrassment. "I feel so embarrassed."

Knuckles scoffed as he slapped Amy across the back. "Please! We can talk about your farting problems later. Let's just get some tacos!" he slammed his knuckles on the counter several times. "Waluigi! Get your lanky butt over here!"

Waluigi popped his head out of the cash register. "What do you want, enchilada breath?"

"Enchilada breath?" Knuckles exclaimed, smelling his breath as he shrugged, with Amy giggling in the background. "Huh. My breath does smell like enchiladas."

Waluigi folded his arms together. "So, do you want your tacos or what?"

Amy pushed Knuckles out of the way, bouncing up and down with joy. "Yes! Yes! Gimmie all of it, big boy!"

Waluigi gawked as he stumbled back from Amy. "Yeesh! Calm down, Ames! I'll get you some tacos." He slowly backed away to get the tacos, and to stay as far away from Amy as possible.