Chapter 11: Not What You Think!
Innocent and naive, these were the main words that friends used to sum up the amber eyed hedgehog. Although they made him seem all the more cute and fun to playfully tease, these traits were also his downfall. Trotting happily through the house, the bright eyed boy hummed happily aloud, not once even noticing the slight changes around the house. In the living room, the curtains were drawn and scented candles were lit. He took no notice.
Through the dining room, the table was set up so beautifully for two people. A 3 arm candelabra was placed in the centre, a single red rose lay across each plate, pink and white rose petals were scattered all around the table. It was done so beautifully, it all looking like it had been taken right out of a romantic novel. However the boy, still wrapped up in his own happy little world, failed to notice. It wasn't until he stepped into the kitchen, that he realized something was amiss.
Being preoccupied with sorting out the muffins, covering up some for Sonic, and packing some up for Shadow, the excitement and nervousness of getting to see the ebony hedgehog on more friendlier terms, made him forget all about cleaning up the trashed kitchen. The food that had once been mashed up all over the floor, the broken dishes the overturned table and chairs, everything had been cleaned up and returned to its proper place. This startled the white hedgehog a little bit. "I don't remember cleaning up in here. No, I went straight to Shadow-kun's, I didn't clean anything." He thought, as he scratched the back of his head and gave a sigh of slight frustration.
A loud crash from upstairs interrupted the white hedgehog from his thoughts. Jumping with fright from the sudden sound, the boy clutched his chest as he could feel his heart pounding. "What in the world was that?" he gasped, suddenly feeling weary. Something weird was going on.
Sucking in a deep breath, he plucked up the courage and slowly made his way out of the kitchen, walking in through the dining room, he finally noticed the décor, the romantic décor? He didn't do this either! He was pretty sure his blue lover didn't do it either, even if he did come back to the house, Sonic wasn't exactly the type to set up a romantic scene like this.
"I-if Sonikku d-didn't do it, then-" another loud crash sounded, making the boy jump again, frightening him even more. On an impulse the boy grabbed a butter knife from the dining table and timidly made his way into the living room, straight away the strong scent of vanilla assaulted his nostrils.
Amber eyes widened, at the sight of the living room. The curtains drawn, Candles lit, Rose petals leading towards the stairs. "How did I miss all this? WHO, did all this?!" the boy thought, as his heart began racing a little faster, as his gloved fingers gripped the knife tighter, he made his way towards the staircase. Staring nervously at the rose petal trail that led all the way up the stairs, the white hedgehog bit his lip as he made his way up, each step slow and slightly more hesitant than the last.
When he finally reached the top, his ears began to twitch at the sound of light humming, that seemed to be coming from his own bedroom. That's when the fear completely paralyzed him.
"Someone's in my room! Someone's in my room! Someone's in my room!"
He cried over and over in his head, while every gory, blood splattering, murder scene from every horror movie he had ever seen, ran through his mind, making the situation much more intense. His thoughts about these gory scenes were pushed aside when he remembered he actually had a weapon! Not a sharp one, or particularly too dangerous, but it was still something to defend himself.
With a deep breath, and a new found courage, the white hedgehog gripped the knife tightly as he quietly made his way to the bedroom door. With each step his heart pounded within his chest, as he stopped at his door, with adrenaline rushing through his veins, he let out a quiet sigh before kicking the door open, As he entered his room the young hedgehog held up the knife and roared at intruder. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU AND WH-WH-why?" His amber eyes widened in shock, his jaw dropped as he stared at the 'intruder'.
In the middle of the room next to the rose petal covered bed, was a certain jade eyed hedgehog, whose passion for romance, went to extreme levels. "Holy crap... Silvs! You scared me half to death!" The pink hedgehog cried, waving her hands in distress before raising a brow and giving the white hedgehog an amused look. "Hey Silvs, it's all good." She giggled, knocking the boy out of his trance.
With a shake of his head he let the knife slip out of his hand and fall onto the plush blue carpet with a gently thud. "Fucking hell Amy, you frightened the shit out of me!" he whined, placing his hand over his eyes and releasing a sigh of pure relief. Amy just rolled her eyes and punched her friend in the shoulder.
"Aww you swore, I've never heard you say swear words before, congratulations, you have now become an adult in my eyes." The girl giggled, much to the younger hedgehog's annoyance. "Ugh enough, I thought there was a Homicidal Psychopathic Nut-case after breaking in!" He whined, pushing past the girl to get to his bed. He really needed to sit down after such a scare. Despite the fact the 'intrusion', was a false alarm he could still feel his knees trembling.
"Oh Fluffy-kin's you're so dense, yet so deliciously adorable at the same time. Didn't you notice all my romantic work downstairs? The rose petals, scented candles, more roses, and what kind of homicidal freak would do all that AND clean up your grubby kitchen hmm? Answer me that, oh naive one."
"You are that psycho, apparently!" He hissed, Amy gave a look of mock hurt, and suddenly adopted a southern American accent, mimicking the women she had seen in old yet romantic cowboy flicks. "Oh now, how could y'all be so mean to a sweet little lady like me?" she whined, before she burst out laughing, which seemed to irritate the, slightly traumatized hedgehog.
With a frustrated sigh, Silver just let himself fall onto the bed. The rose petals went flying everywhere with some petals even landing on the young boys form. Amy could only stare. "H-he, looks like a cheesecake model!"The way his legs were spread out, the pink and red rose petals covering his torso and chest fluff, the way his arms were placed. With one arm above his head with the other resting across his chest, as if he was hiding cleavage if he had any to begin with.
Oh he looked simply divine! "You look so much yummier looking, than a cheesecake!"
Amy just continued to stare, although her cheeks began to turn a faint shade of red, her lips slightly parted, and that dreamy look in her eyes, meant she had something delicious in mind. Her thoughts were of a blushing, panting Silver, laying in that position wearing one of her own special little outfits. She imagined the boy crying out in softly in a needing voice "S-Sonikku! I-I, kyah, I ne-eed, you~"
"Damn, that's some fine cheesecake!" She thought as the words unintentionally slipped past her lips, catching the attention and earning a weird look from her fluffy companion. "Amy? Are you ok?" The boy asked, sounding quite concerned. His friend didn't look to well, her face was flushed, her pupils were dilated, lips slightly parted as she was lost within her fantasy.
Sliver's white ears fell flat, Amy was acting weird, well the kind of weird Silver had never before witnessed, and it was scaring him a little. "Amy? Are you-" Before he could continue Amy pounced like a pink blur flying at him, he was caught off guard unable to stop her from tackling and pinning him to the bed.
Despite her light frame, this young lady was actually quite strong. She held the struggling boy, easily dominated physically as silver relied heavily on his psychokinesis rather than what physical strength he had. If he still had his powers a lot of things wouldn't have happened. He wouldn't be this helpless, but ever since he got here, luck wasn't on his side. His first arrival was messy they assume he hit his head, the resulting injury leaving him with a shattered memory. However his powers still worked whatever miracle it was, it allowed him keep his only form of defence, only for a while though.
Now with no powers, no way to defend himself, no defence against the anti-hero, no defence against his boyfriend, and of course no defence against this pink weirdo! "AMY!" He cried out desperately, as he started to panic, this all seemed too familiar...
End Chapter 11
CLIFFY!
'Cause I'm a bitch! XD
Aha! A lot of you babes assumed Mephi-kun was gonna make an appearance, totally tricked y'all...so easy to tell I have no life DX
Oh and Cheesecake (before they discovered men could be pretty yummy pin ups too) is also another term for a pin-up model XD Apparently men thought that these lovely ladies, looked better than Cheesecake. Myself being a lover of cheesecake, finds this hard to believe, however I may trade the cheesecake for Betty Grable x3 lol
ANYWAY! R&R please!