Bokkun leaned down, placing his hand on Sonic's shoulder. He twitched, turning his head slowly, his eyes extremely dull. "B-Bokkun…what are you doing here?" His voice was weak, which worried the child.

"Da…he wanted me to come see if you were alright." Sonic let off a weak smile, placing his head back down. "He was worried…something was wrong." He began to rub the hedgehog's back, smiling softly. "I'm going to call him…and he's going to make you feel better."

Sonic nodded slowly, his breathing growing shallow. "It hurts…" He mumbled.

Bokkun looked around, not seeing a phone close by. "I know…I know…where can I find a phone?"

Sonic's uninjured hand lifted, pointing to the table. "I…I think…it's there…" It fell back down, hitting the pair of scissors which now sat on the floor.

Bokkun bowed his head, slowly getting up from Sonic's side. He felt dizzy from the sight, turning to the table, searching franticly. It began worrying him when the hedgehog was just lying there, breathing slowly. "Sonic, what's my name." He remembered watching a movie with Decoe and Bocoe and the Doctor where this person was bleeding really hard, so they kept asking them questions to keep them focused.

Sonic gasped lightly, breathing in more air to speak. "B-Bokkun…"

"Good…" His expression grew crossed when the search failed. "Gosh darn it, where is that phone!" He turned his gaze to the wall, finally finding it. "What's the Doctor's name?" He asked, taking the phone, looking back in his head for the number of his father.

"…Eggman…" Weakly, the hedgehog answered, twitching. "Robotnik…right?"

"Yes…you are doing great, Sonic!" He knew positive feedback was something the hedgehog really needed right now. He leaned down again, petting Sonic's head gently. "I'm getting ahold of him now; you'll be fine."

His eyes blinked, turning to look at Bokkun more clearly. "Bokkun…I'm sorry…"

He shook his head. "Don't be. You'll be fine." He froze as the phone was answered. "Da…"

Sonic's ears twitched, trying to listen to the conversation. "Bokkun…what happened? Please, tell me everything's alright." He sounded so scared. Is he…scared for me? He thought weakly.

Bokkun turned to look back at Sonic, taking a deep breath. "Not…really…Sonic…he's bleeding really badly…"

"He's WHAT?! Where, who did it!?" Sonic smiled softly. He was scared about me…

Bokkun scratched his neck. "I think…he did it….he had scissors in his hand…and his right arm…its really bloody…" He saw Sonic's expression change; the hedgehog was realizing what had happened. "Da…"

"I'll be right there. DON'T LEAVE HIS SIDE! That's an order!"

The phone was cut, leaving a long beep. Bokkun placed the phone down, bringing Sonic close. "Da's coming. He'll fix you right up…"

Sonic found himself drifting weakly, only to be brought back to Earth with a simple question from Bokkun, normally asking for a one word answer. "What color is your fur, Sonic?" "What do I love to eat?" "What is the tall, golden robot's name?" "Who's the two-tailed fox's name?" After Sonic would weakly answer, Bokkun always replied with "Great, you are doing great!"

He had to hand it to the child, he wasn't scared. He stayed by his side, rubbing his back. That's all he could do; he couldn't lift Sonic or anything. They waited together, keeping each other company. Sonic smiled softly, he flicked his tail as best as his body could. "Thank-you…Bokkun…I'm sorry…"

"Ah, don't go apologizing. It's alright. Da'll be here any moment, and he'll fix you all up."

As if on cue, Eggman rushed in, taken aback at the sighed. This hedgehog, the same hedgehog that was fearless and would stand up to anything, is now lying helpless on the blood covered floor. Bokkun stepped back, giving him a better angle to pick the injured hedgehog up. "I'm here, now. You're safe."

Sonic lifted his head, seeing the familiar mustache. He smiled, letting his unwounded arm dangle. "I'm sorry…" He snuggled close, breathing gently. "I…I didn't come to see you…like you said…"

He shook his head. "Don't go apologizing, I'm not mad." Sonic smiled, thankful for the nonaggression. He was brought to the restroom, placed in the sink, thought it didn't really dawn on him that he was sitting…IN the sink. He watched at Eggman franticly looked about, looking for a hand towel. Finding one, he dashed over to the sink, looking for something else in the medication cabinet. Sonic just blinked, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Bingo." He took out a bottle, looking down at the scar, then back at the bottle. Sonic tried reading it, but his vision was still blurry. He placed the bottle on the floor, turning the sink's nobs. Sonic let off a soft chuckle as the water hit his rump. "This will stink…a lot…" Well, at least he is honest.

He let the Doctor bring his wound over to the rushing water, screeching as the two collided. His head shook, wanting the pain to stop, but he knew it had to be done. "You are doing great, Sonic. I'm so proud." Sonic blinked, his tail wagging gently in the water.

After the wound was cleaned, Sonic's ears lifted once again. Eggman bent down, taking that bottle again. "What is that?"

"Hydrogen Per…" He looked at Sonic's face, confusion written all over. "…This will help clean your wound all up." He sounded so calm and gentle. He knew Sonic was scared, but he wasn't going to show the hedgehog he was, as well. "It'll sting a bit, but I have to put this on."

He dipped the bottle down, covering it with the towel. Sonic watched, tilting his head in curiosity. At least he was growing more aware of his surroundings. Then the towel went onto his wound. He cringed, biting down on Eggman's arm. "Easy now, I know it hurts." He gently rubbed the scar with the towel, cleaning it gently. "You should be glad you didn't hit anything important."

Sonic let go of Eggman's arm, licking it. "What's so important about a stupid arm?" He asked, rudely.

Eggman just continued cleaning, not taking the rudeness to heart. "A lot of things are important. If you had cut right dab on your wrist, you could have lost the ability to move your fingers. And you could have hit some veins…well; you must have, considering all that blood." He finished cleaning the wound, looking back into the medication cabinet. Sonic watched, not wanting more to hurt him. But what he pulled out didn't look painful. It was cloth. "Now, let's bandaged that wound up so it doesn't get infected."

His voice was so calming; it was soothing to his ears. He grew close, lifting his arm up with the best of his abilities. As Eggman began to bandage up his arm, the hedgehog snuggled close, growing drowsy. Soon enough, his gash was no longer visible, but now covered in bandages. "Now, let's make something to eat." He helped Sonic out of the sink, cleaning off the water from his fur. "And maybe watch a cute movie."

Sonic followed Eggman down the stairs, finding the kitchen clean. "Wasn't I bleeding here?"

Eggman turned his head, seeing Bokkun sitting on the couch, his head lolled to the side ah he watched the Television. "Bokkun, did you clean this?"

The child nodded, not moving his eyes from the TV. "It wasn't fun…but I knew you would have your hands full…" He turned to Sonic, smiling. "And don't you dare start apologizing."

Eggman bowed his head. "Thank-you, Bokkun. Remind me to bake you a cake when I get home." Sonic watched as he moved towards the fridge, giving a bit of an uneasy look on his face. "It's not every day you go rummaging through someone else's fridge."

As Eggman looked through the fridge, Sonic sat on the table, his heart sinking lightly. "Is this a trap?"

He froze, holding out a thing of bread and the rest of the makings of a good, BLT. "A Trap, you ask? Well…to be honest, yes; it was." Sonic's heart skipped a beat. "I was going to make it seem like I changed and such…but then…I saw your arm. I'm sorry, but that was no bee bite." He turned to look at Sonic, his heart sinking with what he saw. The hedgehog looked broken, his ears bend backwards. "I wouldn't do anything to hurt you, I promise…"

Sonic rested his head on the table, his tail flicking gently. "So…this isn't a trap anymore."

"I would be sick if it was. Sonic, you're hurt! You need someone to comfort you." He placed the BLT makings on the table, pushing Sonic's head to his chest, wrapping his arms around the thing body. "I know how you feel…and I know how hard it hurts."

Sonic blinked, wide eyed. Eggman…was hugging him…like, giving him a LEGIT hug! "How do you deal with it?"

He heard Bokkun's tiny voice from affair. "First off, he has Decoe and Bocoe and me; we are his family."

Eggman rolled his eyes. "Thank-you, Bokkun. But he is right. I have my boys, and a rather large family all over. I have my cousin, Julian, who lives overseas, and his two boys; and my nephew who has my other three boys…"

"You mean Snively?" Sonic remember the thinly coworker Eggman use to have by his side. Eggman nodded, chuckling. "He came here, too?"

He nodded again. "Yeah…he has my other three boys with him; you remember Scratch and Grounder and Coconuts, yes?" Sonic nodded again, remembering the three all too well.

Bokkun let off an irritated grown. "Coconuts haven given me back my magazine."

Eggman chuckled, getting up and started making the meal. "Another thing I do is build robots…just to build them. Yes, I know, you don't build robots…but you could run about, looking at the wildlife. Or write down your feelings. That's another thing I do; I write down my emotions. Trust me, sometimes it helps." Sonic blinked, resting his head on the table again. "And don't go moping about, even if you are alone. That'll only make things worse on you."

Sonic lifted his head again, choosing to follow his advice. He was feeling better by the time Eggman placed his BLT on the table, giving a loving smile as the hedgehog bit down, his tail wagging. He hasn't eaten all day; it tasted great. Eggman took it as a good sign, got comfy on the chair next to him. "Aren't you going to eat?"

He shook his head. "I ate. Besides, I don't want to eat someone else's food." He turned to the clock, sighing. "But it is getting late."

"You're…going to leave me…" Sonic couldn't help but lower himself. "Aren't you?"

Eggman was in a stale mate. He had Bokkun dozing off in the den, but he had Sonic who could potentially do more harm. He took a deep breath, turning to the child. "I'll stay the night…where is everyone, anyways?"

Sonic grunted, turning his head around. "They left me! Chris is over with his friend, Tails and Chuck are at the Science Fair, and the girls are out in Lake What Not. Oh, and Tanaka is out with what's her face." His face grew crossed with tears. "They don't love me anymore."

Eggman blinked, placing his hand on the hedgehog's back. "And there is nothing wrong with going out and hanging with your friends…or…going out with your girl…or going to the Science Fair. It doesn't mean they don't love you anymore. They are just busy doing other things." He scooted closer, wrapping his arms around Sonic. "I'll not leave you until someone comes home, alright? But in return, you need to promise me…when something comes up, you tell me, got it. I don't care how…I just want you to tell me."

Sonic nodded, rubbing his head on Eggman's chest. "I Promise."

They sat next to Bokkun, who was out like a light, Sonic resting his head on the Doctor's leg as he flicked through the channels, looking for something nice for the hedgehog to watch. Leaving on the Wishney Channel, and watched as Sonic slowly drifted to sleep in his lap. He closed his eyes, sighing. He knew this promise would most likely be broken, but he wasn't going to worry about it. The hedgehog was at peace, that's all that mattered.

But, of course, he thought of leaving him when the family began coming home. He could only guess that they had no clue of Sonic's condition, especially now. He needed to think of something fast, before the week's end.