"Coming!" He squeals out in a frantic burst of anxieties and panic. Rushing to his door, subconsciously counting his steps to distract him from what's behind the door, he rips the door open to reveal his judge, jury and executioner if his dirty secret is exposed.
The man was once his beloved hero, leader of the resistance but now someone he lies too to protect the enemy.
Gadget stares at Sonic with a guilty smile, stepping to the side. His body so tense, smile glued to his face. "Hi, uh, come in," he offers, stretching out a hand to invite his commander into the apartment. Sonic narrows his eyes dubiously, full of suspicion of Gadget's continuing strange behaviour.
Sonic smiles, walking through and immediately noticing something odd. A thick, metallic smell lingers in the air and when he turns into the living room, he realises why. Bloodied medical equipment steeping in water, more bloodstains spattered across his couch and carpet. The balcony window is shattered with tiny specks of sparkling glass covering the floor. A radio sits on the floor by the back wall, smash and spewing sparks. His mind reels with illicit theories, trying to put two and two together and finding nothing. "Oh my, what happened in here?!"
"oh uh…" Gadget searches for an answer and found none, falling silent in his panic. A few seconds tick by and Sonic realises he's not getting an answer.
"What happened to your balcony door,"
His mind racing a mile a minute, Gadget clings to his sweater, wringing it in clammy hands. He realises how much he's been sweating; how terribly nervous he must appear. "An animal broke in!" he stutters, seemingly the most innocent explanation.
"An animal? How'd it get up this far?" Sonic makes it clear he's interrogating the man, stepping forward and backing Gadget against the wall. "This is a high flat,"
"It-It had claws, it must have climbed the wall," Gadget defends.
"And the blood, did the animal cut itself?" he gestures to the pools of blood which lie conspicuously around the apartment. Then he looks at the bandages and medical equipment. "And you tried to heal it?"
Gadget's eyes flutter from side to side, scanning everything in his room. Until he stops. An idea pops into his head, possibly the most innocent and wonderful explanation he could have for any of this. Such a clean, believable scenario that would tie everything together perfectly. "Oh, it broke in so I fought it," he begins. "It bit me so I threw the radio at it and it scampered out, so I tried to bandage myself cause the wound was deep and- "he stops himself there, realising he's given a bit too much information. "Yeah. That's exactly what happened,"
"Bitten…." he looks Gadget up and down. "Where?"
"My uh, my abdomen!" his abdomen which his sweater conceals.
"Oh, that's a dangerous place to be bitten, let me see!" Sonic conceals his suspicion with concerns they both know is superficial, just like a band aid placed over a gushing wound.
"I'll be able to help,"
"No, It's fine, really, I've got it covered,"
"No," Sonic fights back a menacing growl in his frustrations. "I insist,"
"Gadget snatches himself away, now fully against the wall and trapped. "No!" he sees Sonic frown deeply. "I mean, uh, I need privacy. I don't like getting undressed in front of people,"
Sonic sighs, stepping back but keeping his gaze locked into Gadget's eyes. "Okay, I'll turn around,"
"No, uh," I'll just go into my room and take it off, okay?" he pleads. Sonic reluctantly pulls back, letting him scamper into the other room. When he safely inside he slams the door behind him, he breathes a sigh of relief. The breath catches in his throat when he realises how little time he has, and how desperate a situation he's in.
"Infinite," he hisses, opening the closet doors. Infinite rubs his bruised nose.
"That hurt!" he growls, stumbling from the cupboard. "You asshole!"
"Ssssh shut up!" Gadget hisses, grabbing Infinite by the shoulders. "Sonic is still here! Okay, I'll explain all of this later but I need you to do something. You have to bite me,"
"What?!" Infinite spits his confusion. "What the hell are you talking about I'm not biting a Cretan like you,"
Gadget bounces on the balls of his feet, terrified as the seconds tick by to his doom and exile. "Bite me, god dammit!"
"that's not going happen ?!"
"Fuck this," Gadget growls, punching Infinite hard in the jawline. On reaction, Infinite sinks his teeth into hard into Gadget's abdomen, tasting his blood from between his fangs. The wolf clenches his teeth in pain, fighting screaming and jumping back, gripping himself harshly to stop himself whimpering from the stabbing pain.
He Paced back and forth around the room clutching his torso . he grips the first thing he can, which happens to be a stuffed waffle teddy with a smiling mouth and embroidered eyes and hurls it at Infinite to alleviate his anger towards him.
Gadget slips his shirt up the final ways off his shoulders. Panting, he looks up at Infinite before rushing back outside, knowing he's already taken a little too long.
He walks back into the living room and Sonic's eyes widen. He was indeed, telling the truth. His suspicion hasn't vanished, but some has been replaced by guilt at interrogating his soldiers. "Oh, that's awful, it's still bleeding!", fawning over the wound. "I'll help you bandage it up again to,"
"really, I've got it covered,"
Sonic purses his lips together. "Really, it looks rather bad"
"I'll be fine, really," Gadget nods, using his experience as a solder to maintain his straight face.
"I'll be going then, you don't need to walk me,"
Gadget does, because Sonic would have to pass the bedroom door to leave. He thinks of something, a small anecdotal afterthought. "Hey, why did you come here anyway?"
Sonic smiles. "I was just here to inform you that were increasing patrols around the area. We caught one of Egg man's top henchman, Infinite as I'm sure you've already heard, but just to be safe you may see some more guards around than usual., "I'll feel so safer now," "Thank you," Gadget gives a superficial smile, feeling his panic erupt again. "
"goodbye gadget and do get some rest for the nasty wound "sonic closes the front door behind himself, so can it really be him, would he hide a dangerous criminal, maybe that informant was wrong. Ill know soon enough as the increased patrols are targeting this neighbourhood. We will soon find infinite and make him pay.
Infinite stood by the door of the bedroom looking apologetically at gadget "you didn't have to do that, but thank you "
Gadget blushed slightly at the comment, did he really say thank you, hah who would have thought that a hardened criminal had feelings. Maybe he can change, be something better.
Infinite sadistically smiled at gadget revealing a waffle teddy bear behind his back "don't you ever dare waffle me again "throwing the waffle harshly at the sore wolf.