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Chapter 11
Sonic's POV
"Tails?" No response came floating back to me from the hallway. "Tails!" Still nothing. The kitsune didn't answer nor did he walk in the door. I let out frustrated growl and fell back on the pillow, sighing.
Amy had come back in from hers and Shadows conversation, but she had looked distracted, and she had accidently pricked me with the needle she was using to stitch one of the bad cuts on my arm. When I had questioned her about it, she had just laughed shakily and brushed it off as nothing.
After that she had left in hurry, stuttering an excuse about how she had to go talk with Blaze…or something like that.
I turned my head and frowned at the blank white wall, my mind working at its full capacity. Which isn't a lot, if you were wondering.
I must have dozed off, 'cause the next thing I knew, Knuckles was standing over me, shaking my shoulders. I pushed him off me, grumbling about how he shouldn't be disturbing my 'much-needed rest'.
"What is it, Knuckles?" I yawned, reaching my arms above my head as I stretched. Knuckles flopped down into the chair next to me, sighing heavily. I blinked at him, feeling slightly amused.
"It's Shadow," he complained, folding his large hands and resting them on his knees. "the guy's done nothing but whine about how close he is to finding out how to stop Mosaic." I laughed, knowing Shadow all too well.
"Lemme guess, he's not actually doing anything but complain?" I asked, stroking my chin in a fake thoughtful manner. Knuckles pointed at me with no enthusiasm what-so-ever.
"You got it," he confirmed, leaning back into a reclining position.
"Kind of like you right now," I said, smirking. Knuckles glared at me. Before he could retaliate, however, the door burst open and Blaze rushed in, looking quite urgent.
"What's up?" I asked, folding my arms behind my back and kicking up my legs. Blaze stopped by the chair Knuckles was in, using the back for support as she leaned over and panted. After a small awkward silence, she straightened, brushing her hair out of her eyes – she had it down today - and said,
"Shadow accused Amy." Neither Knuckles nor I replied for a while. I sat with one eyebrow cocked at her, a curious smirk forming on my lips. Knuckles just full-out frowned, mouth open like a goldfish.
"Shadow accused Amy…" I repeated slowly, smiling, "of what?" Blaze glared at me, looking annoyed, and shrugged.
"I honestly don't know," she muttered, sitting neatly in the chair next to Knuckles. "She just told me that Shadow had accused her, then she started ranting about something, I think it had to do with Mosaic. Or something."
Knuckles sighed and stretched, looking frustrated.
"Well, this is turning out to be a GREAT day, don't you think?"
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