"Morning
Sonic!" Booms Amy, swinging the bedroom door open so it slams
against the wallpaper, dinting it accidentally. Her emerald eyes scan
the room, searching for her gallant blue hero.
"Sonic?
Sooniic!?" She cheers, skipping around the bedroom, but not
finding any trace of him. She steps over to the window and surveys
the snowy environment and spots footprints in the snow. They lead
from the patio doors to around the corner of the hotel, out of
site.
She flicks the window open and leans out
curiously, clinging on, trying not to slip out. Her eyes flicker from
one footprint to the next and they suddenly end at a small wooden
shed.
She tilts her head, slightly bewildered,
but more anxious to see what is going on. She pulls the window back
and closes it before exiting and skipping hurriedly down the stairs,
throwing on a woollen jumper and sliding the patio doors
open.
Rouge; who is sat at the bar, twiddling an
olive perched on a stick in her Martini, watches Amy leave and pricks
her ears up, her mind sparking with excitement.
'Why
is she in such a hurry…hmm…may as well find out!' She smirks to
herself, tipping the last few drops of alcohol between her glossy
lips and walking away from the bar, towards the doors.
As
Amy follows the footprints one by one, all sorts of weird and
wonderful ideas float through her Sonic-obsessed mind.
'Maybe
Sonic is sat all alone, thinking about me…or maybe he's planned a
surprise for me…or he could even me just sleeping in there…oh
Sonic, I'll be with you soon!' And with that she skips merrily over
to the tiny shed.
Rouge pops her head out from
behind a thick evergreen tree and spies on the unknowing pink
hedgehog as she approaches the questionable cabin.
Amy,
walks up to the door and stretches out a gloved hand to grab the door
handle when bizarre sounds reach her ears…
"Uh…oh
yeah…UH!" Groans a deep voice from within.
Within
3 seconds Amy can tell who the mysterious person is.
"Shadow!
What are you doing in there!?" She knocks on the door furiously,
stomping her feet as well.
The two hedgehogs
inside, clumsily jump apart and Sonic throws a hand over his mouth
and stares at Shadow, who is busy trying to think of something to
say, desperately.
"Uh…I was…AMY GO
AWAY!" He growls clenching his fists in fury.
"Ew!" She
screws up her face in disgust and runs back to the lodge quickly, the
shady hedgehog sighing with relief as the pitter-patter of her feet
on the crunchy snow decreases.
The two
mischievous hedgehogs exchange looks and slowly sit back on the
couch, the atmosphere too awkward to suddenly start fornicating
again…but the pleasure was too built up to sit and think about it.
The contrast of the two problems was almost too difficult to bare
between the two hedgehogs.
Meanwhile, outside,
Rouge watches the aggravated pink hedgehog storm inside, angry at the
fact that Sonic wasn't in there waiting to propose. She sniggers to
herself and steps out from behind the trees and quietly walks over to
the cabin, her footsteps as light as the snow itself, no sound being
detected from her steps.
She leans against the
door, pressing her ear against the moulded wood and picks up sounds
of moist lips breaking and connecting, she grins evilly and faces the
door, and she raises her hand, ready to knock.
Knock.
Sonic and Shadow jump apart as Rouge giggles
quietly, hearing the clatter of old snow-boards tumble as Shadow
jumped too far back.
"Oh Sonic…!"
She cheers, placing her hands on her hips, "Did you find
Shadow?"
The blue hero flicks his head to
look at Shadow underneath a pile of snow-boards; he wipes his
sweating brow and looks to the door, praying the door handle won't
budge.
"Um…no…not yet." He
stammers, staring intently at the wooden handle.
"Are
you ok? I heard rather a lot of clattering, shall I come in?"
She places her hand on the wooden door-knob and begins to turn
it.
"NO- I mean no…I'm ok Rouge, really!
No need to come in here…heh." He places his hands on his hips,
trying to overcome the worry of being discovered, as he's pretty sure
she heard them groaning.
"Oh…how odd?
Because I'm absolutely sure that Amy was just talking to Shadow in
here…strange…" She smiles to herself, knowing Sonic is
desperate to run at the speed of sound, as far as he can away from
here.
"Huh…how odd…nope no Shadow in
here!"
Meanwhile, under the pile of
snow-boards, Shadow shuffles his body and groans in pain and
confusion.
"Who was that Sonic?" She
asks, pretending to be an innocent bat.
"Oh
just me! I have a sore leg…uh…" He looks at Shadow and mimes
for him to be quiet, that Shadow mistakes for Sonic miming for him to
'pleasure' himself.
"WHAT!?" Yells
Shadow, not remembering the visitor by the door.
Sonic
clutches his head, shaken with fear of being discovered, Shadow
throws a hand over his mouth, the words 'Oh shit!' becoming bold in
his mind.
"Shadow!" She barges through
the door and acts very surprised. "So he was here! And Amy found
you groaning before…oh my goodness!"
"Rouge
please! We're not gay!"
"G-gay? I
wasn't even thinking that until you said it…I just thought you were
both having fun playing scrabble…having a lot of fun. But now! This
is too much…I have to go tell somebody!"
Sonic
leaps forward in front of the startled white bat, who is acting
amazingly well to convince the two lovers.
"No
Rouge! Please don't say anything to anyone! Please…we'll do
anything!" He begs, Shadow nodding, not wanting their
relationship to go any further than Knuckles and Rouge.
She
raises her eyebrow and lips curve slightly upwards, in a wicked
manor.
"Anything?" She asks, rather
curiously.
Sonic looks at Shadow and they both
nod slowly, wanting their secret to remain a secret.
She
giggles rather cruelly, ideas floating in her mind, and she sets her
sights on one rather evil torture for them.
"Well
then, you two are going to have keep your furry hands to yourselves,
because if you don't want me to tell, then you have both got to act
like there's nothing to tell…" She smiles, nods at them and
walks out, swinging her hips and grinning like a wicked
stepmother.
Sonic looks at Shadow and they both
sigh, dropping down onto the rotten couch in the back of the shed.
The blue hero leans over onto his companion's shoulder as his black
arm slides over Sonic's shoulder and strokes his blue pelt
lovingly.
"What now Shadow?" Sonic
asks rather sorrowfully, rubbing his cheek against Shadow's platinum
tuft of chest hair.
"I don't know Sonic…I
don't know…"
--
"What
was he doing in there?" Amy storms into the living room and
plops down on the arm chair and crosses her arms angrily, tapping her
foot against the wooden floor-boards impatiently.
"And
where is my Soniku!!"
Knuckles walks past
and stops, hearing Amy's grumblings.
"Sonic?
What? He's not in his bedroom?"
She shakes
her head, glaring up at Knuckles.
"Oh…and
who is 'he'?"
"Huh? Oh Shadow…he was
in the shed outside groaning or something…he was probably getting
up to no good with himself…ew!"
Knuckles
scratches his cheek and looks down thinking.
"Odd…"
He walks into the kitchen, trying to dismiss images of Shadow with
Sonic in the shed as that is a more likely explanation for the
strange moaning.
Rouge walks inside proudly, her
head held high and her arms placed on her hips as she strides back
over the bar, winking at Knuckles as she swiftly glides past him.
He rolls his eyes and joins Vector at a
breakfast table to enjoy some bacon balms, smothered with layers and
layers of ketchup.
Rouge slowly glides over and
sits down gracefully besides Knuckles. She smirks innocently and
flicks some bread crumbs from the table-top.
"Oh
Knuckles…?"
He stares at his sandwich,
praying the next few words out of Rouge's mouth will be something
along the lines of 'I'm never going to be near you again.'
"What?"
He says through clenched teeth, the images of his two male friends
going at it in a wooden shed did not help his anger.
"I
was just wondering…are Sonic and Shadow in a secret club
together?"
"Huh?" He turns his
head to face her, his expression smothered in bewilderment, much like
Vector's balms with Ketchup.
"I mean…I
saw them in the shed together and I was wondering if they are in a
secret club together…and you're all alone, unwanted," She bats
her eyelids, hinting that she knows something.
Knuckles
stares intently into her eyes, realising exactly what she is trying
to put across.
"YOU KNOW!?" He blurts
out, so loudly and suddenly Vector bites too hard on his bacon
sandwich and fires ketchup at a poor waiter walking past, who shouts
something in another language and storms off, leaving Vector red in
the face and Rouge and Knuckles giving him seriously odd
looks.
The bat and echidna turn back to each
other and she acknowledges his question with an affirmative
wink.
"YOU DO KNOW!!! How? Did they tell
you?"
"Know what?" Asks Vector
sheepishly, regretting drowning his sandwich in ketchup.
"About
Shadow and Sonic…" Rouge smirks, watching Knuckles' expression
slowly form into slight anger.
"Don't go
telling him!" He clenches his knuckled fists.
"Woops,
too late…" She bats her eyelids at the angered echidna
playfully.
"Tell me what?" Asks
Vector, too slow to keep up with the brawling.
"About
Shadow and Sonic," Rouge says, a little more tempered at his
slow wit.
"Well what about them?" The
green croc scratches his head in confusion.
"Oh
here we go…" Moans Knuckles, dropping his head in his
hands.
"About they're playful acts together
in the shed…" Smirks Rouge, viewing Knuckles' anger get worse,
as he tries to flush away the disturbing images of his two
friends.
"What were they doing in the
shed…playing what?"
Rouge rolls her
eyes, aggravated by the dim-witted crocodile, but pleasured at
Knuckles' discomfort.
"Playing…with each
other."
"What? Like play
fighting?"
"NO! NOT LIKE PLAY FIGHTING
YOU STUPID IMBECILE!" Shouts Rouge, fed up with his ridiculous
brain.
"Oh so they were…" He nods,
thinking he knows what she knows.
"Yes…there
we go you idiotic reptile…" She sighs with relief and looks at
Knuckles, who gets up and walks away, leaving the Rouge and Vector
sitting alone in silence. The croc licks some ketchup off his chin
and his eyes meet with Rouge's and, out of his stupidity, he inquires
a most foolish question.
"So…what were
they doing?"
