Cream the rabbit was a sweet little girl. She had plenty of friends, a loving mom and a good home. She enjoyed playing and going for walks. One day when going for a walk on the path outside her she saw a beautiful butterfly. She couldn't help but chase it.
Cream, "Beautiful butterfly come back here. I'm going to catch you."
Cream tripped on a rock. She fell over and skinned her knee on the ground. It hurt, so she cried.
Nearby Knuckles the echidna heard her cries. He ran in her direction. Knuckles saw the little girls crying.
Knuckles, "That's cream." (what a poor child left all alone. No one to help her. Her parents obviously abandoned her. They expect her to raise herself. I can't let that happen. I can't let what happen to me happen to her.)
Knuckles hurried over to her, picked her up and cradled her in his arms.
Knuckles, "Shhhhhh, shhhhh, calm down it's ok. I got you."
Cream stopped her crying and looked up at her friend knuckles. She thought Knuckles was self centered. She didn't know he could be so caring. Cream gazed into his eyes.
Knuckles stared back at cream, and then he blushed and looked away. He wished she wouldn't stare at him like that; it made his heart skip beats.
Cream, "Mister Knuckles thank you for helping me."
Knuckles, "ah ah…"
Knuckles didn't know what to say. His stomach was full of butterflies. Every time he looked at Cream, she would be staring right back at him. Knuckles didn't know if he should put her down or continue to hold her. All her could do was blush.
Cream, "Mister knuckles, you're sweating, do you have a fever?"
Cream reached up and placed her hand on Knuckled forehead. Her touch caused him to fall down flat onto his back. Cream was still in his arms. Knuckles looked up and then passed out from the sight of her still looking at him.
Cream, "There there mister knuckles you rest now."
Cream missed the lack of a father. Somehow Knuckles mad that lack go away. She snuggled herself up on his chest and fell asleep.
Sometime later Knuckles awoke and looked down at Cream on his chest. He couldn't help but think how beautiful she was. How her fur was so soft. He was even proud of himself for rescuing a lost child.
Knuckles, (It still must be so hard for this child, having no family and fending for herself. Saving this child was almost like saving myself when I was her age.)
Knuckles heart continued to skip. He found someone who shared his pain. Someone he loves.
