ITS HERE EVERYONE, CHAPTER 8! I HOPE YOU APPROVE!
Chapter 8- 'You know what' hits the fan!
Rouge the bat took a sip of what seemed like her fourth dry martini. She was strutting back from the bar through the club scene crowd, feeling numerous pairs of male eyes on her as she made her way. Rouge would not lie to you if you were to ask if she liked the attention. She would simply reply, "Yes, I'm used to the spotlight sweetie." She knew she was looking for a certain someone, but the now slightly more intoxicated than before bat was spacing out a bit. Her aqua eyes began to scan the room. "Who was I looking for?" the bat questioned herself. But her mind was suddenly set on one figure that her eyes gazed upon. A certain crimson red, rugged, muscular figure…who had her name written all over it. "Knuckles….he looks….delicious tonight", Rouge thought to herself. Except….she didn't think it. The tipsy bat accidently said it out loud!
"He does, doesn't he?" a smooth sounding voice answered. It was an unknown female voice.
Rouge turned and set her eyes on an unfamiliar looking raccoon.
"Excuse me?" she asked, sipping her martini coyly.
"The red echidna…he was part of that mission, right? Just returned to the area? He is FINE….is he single?" The raccoon purred, playing with a strand of chocolate brown hair.
"No, actually. He has a girlfriend, who's actually gorgeous." Rouge snarled.
"Ugh", the raccoon sighed, "Don't you hate that? I guarantee I am just as hott, if not hotter than his 'girlfriend.'"
Rouge curled her lips upward, "Oh yeah? Well she's right here."
The raccoon stuttered…then looked Rouge up and down and regained her composure. "Hm…I thought you said she was gorgeous", she snarled.
Rouge almost choked on her martini. "Um, honey…I wouldn't go there. Why don't you go ask Knuckles what he thinks for yourself."
"Maybe I will", the raccoon laughed, and turned on her heels.
"Just keep in mind though…he doesn't like excessive fur. Or bad taste in fashion. So good luck!"
Rouge giggled at her fabulous comeback. She would enjoy watching Knuckles basically stomp on this girl's ego. She took another sip of her martini and turned in the other direction to glance around the room. When suddenly….SPLASHHHHHHHHHHH!
Rouge sighed in, gasping for air, feeling nothing but cold liquid and ice dripping down her back. She heard some "oooohs!" coming from the crowd, and bit her bottom lip. She quickly spun on her heels, and saw nothing but a raccoon strutting into the crowd holding an empty class upside down in her hand.
"You-you-GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!" The bat shouted. "I will make you regret that decision for the rest of the evening, MARK MY WORDS!"
She tore into the crowd after the raccoon, hearing nothing but the steady chanting of "CAT FIGHT CAT FIGHT!" coming from the crowd. But before she could catch up to the girl, she felt a dainty hand pull her arm backwards.
"Come on Rogue, this is ridiculous."
It was Amy. The pink hedgehog and very annoyed white bat made their ways to the lounge areas together for a pep talk.
The dance floor was booming, with lights flashing in every direction. Couples, friends and complete strangers were caught up in the rhythm of the music, and the intimacy of dance. Cream the rabbit felt herself spinning in circles. She felt like she was flying. After each spin, her eyes landed back on the sky blue eyes of Tails the fox.
"Tails…" the young rabbit coed "you're such a good dancer! I'm having so much fun!"
Tails smiled crookedly. Cream never noticed how cute his smile was until that moment. "Yeah…" he blushed "I've kind of always been a naturally good dancer. But…dancing with you makes it so much better."
Creams cheeks felt prickly and hot, as her bright brown eyes slowly lingered on the young fox's for a few seconds. Her heart began to quicken, and she almost felt sick to her stomach.
"Cream…." Tails, muttered, his voice growing quiet. Cream wanted to answer, she really did…but for a few seconds she couldn't manage to mutter a sound. Looking into Tails eyes was like staring at the bright summer sky…clear, blue and endless.
"…Yes?" she finally squeaked. Tails just smiled. They were now close enough that Cream could feel his breath on her cheeks. Her heart was running a marathon.
"Lil bro!"
A voice suddenly interrupted the moment, and the two young teens quickly pulled away from each other, both looking as red as a fire truck. It was Sonic, standing slyly with his signature cocky grin, holding two very small glasses.
"You did it buddy. This party is amazing. I never thought I would say this but, we have a lot to celebrate right? Why not take one down with me."
He handed Tails one of the glasses. Creams eyes grew like saucers.
"Uhm….for real?" Tails choked.
"It's just one shot. I had my first shot when I was your age. Come on, to a night to remember!" Sonic toasted, raising his glass.
Tails felt a little silly, but the pressure of the crown was weighing on him. He slowly lifted his glass and clinked with Sonic's. He watched Sonic tilt back his head, and take the shot down smoothly. Tails decided to mimic the same thing he just witnessed. After knocking the shot back, and hearing much cheering from the crowd, he began to cough uncontrollably.
"Tails!" Cream gasped. "Are you ok!"
Tails continued coughing but shook his head 'yes'. "Y…Yea…" he sighed after he caught his breath.
Sonic laughed and patted Tails on the shoulder. "Love ya, little bro. Go get her" Sonic said nodding to Cream, and he disappeared into the crowd. Tails felt his whole face reddening.
"I'm uh…..really sorry about that", he sighed, scratching his neck. Cream just began giggling girlishly.
Amy and Rouge stumbled into the lounge areas or 'hook up booths' as Rouge liked to call them in the back of the club. The bat was shivering from the spilt liquor on her clothes, and Amy was doing all she could to hold her back from hitting someone.
"That….that BITCH! Look what she DID to me! My new shirt! She is gonna pay!" Rouge snarled, trying to break out of Amy's tight grasp.
"Rouge…you will just be giving in to her if you start shit. Please, just calm down first!"
"Oh my god that girl HUMILIATED me and she had NO right! People like that deserve to be hit twice as hard! Come on Rosie, you KNOW it's true!"
"Rouge…it's not. You will look like the better person staying out of it, trust me. Let's just…get you to a bathroom. Maybe there are some paper towels. "
The girls stumbled through the lounge area in search of a bathroom, until they came upon a big mirror on the wall.
"OH MY GOD LOOK AT ME!" Rouge screeched at her trenched camisole. Amy stood next to her friend, silent….she was holding back tiny giggles waiting to escape.
"Hold my drink, Rosie. It's ON!" The bat exclaimed, shoving her martini in Amy's hands. She began to stroll off….
"STOP! Sit down Rogue, now." Amy pleaded taking hold of the bats arm. She knew that Rouge wanted her revenge, but Amy didn't want her friend to do anything too drastic out of drunken stupidity. The bat growled and sat, with her arms crossed across her busty chest.
Amy sat down next to her friend. "Remember what I told you when we did yoga together?"
Rogue rolled her aqua eyes. "Deep yoga breaths?" she muttered. Amy smiled sweetly. Rogue sighed and took a few long, deep breaths. After a few silent seconds, with nothing but the thumping club beat in the background, the bat smirked.
"I guess that does help a little….thanks."
Amy smiled and stood Rouge up. The girls were in front of the mirror. "But this…this outfit was for Shnuckle-poo and….it's all ruined because of that…that…" the bat stuttered, her fury slowly building again.
Amy took a small sip of Rouge's abandoned drink. "I think it looks better that way."
The girls stood silent for a few seconds. Rouge looked at her soaking wet camisole, ridiculously accentuating her curvy frame, and her running strands of eyeliner. Amy couldn't hold it in anymore. She let out a giggle. Before the girls knew it, they were both dying of laughter.
"I guess we both know who would win in a wet t-shirt contest huh?" the Bat snickered. The girls were hysterical.
"Stop it Rouge, you still look hot and you KNOW it", Amy laughed.
"Oh shut up, so do you! Speaking of hot….what happened with Big Blue?" Rogue jived.
Once again, Amy's heart felt an electric shock. She giggled randomly, and couldn't place a finger on why. Maybe it was the alcohol…maybe it was because of Rouge's shirt…maybe it was because of pure fear.
"What's supposed to happen there?" Amy snarled.
"Wellllllll….." the bat slurred almost falling over as she leaned closer to her friend "First you need to drink the rest of this…"
Rouge tilted the martini up to Amy's lips and pushed it back, forcing the drink down her throat. Amy quickly removed Rouge's hand, trying to catch her breath.
"Then….you need to go out into that crowd….and get him."
Amy groaned. "Rouge I told you I…I don't want that…"
Rouge, "but HE does. Rosie that is the best revenge of all. He wants it….you apparently don't…" the bat hiccupped and laughed, then continued, leaning so close to Amy that she was whispering in her ear. "So show him what he wants….then take it away."
Amy laughed nervously again and rolled her eyes. "Rouge….your drunk."
"And you should be too! You look hott…your wasting it!" Suddenly, Rogue grabbed Amy's face and kissed her on the cheek. "You can do it girl, I got you." Then the bat hiccupped again and laughed.
"Erm-am I interrupting something?" a deep and taunting voice asked.
"SHNUCKLE-POO!" Rouge exclaimed, and jumped up into the arms of the red echidna. Amy looked up at Knuckles and smiled, almost apologetically. She's drunk isn't she? Knuckles mouthed to the pink hedgehog, who simply shook her head.
"Baby that raccoon bitch ruined me! I hope you told her what's what!" and cried in Knuckles arms.
"Geez Rouge, don't let immature girls like that bother you. It's not a big deal" he sighed.
"But my outfit…it's…I look…."
Knuckles expression turned sensual. "I think you look hott" he almost whispered to Rouge.
Rouge giggled and whispered something back to him that Amy couldn't make out. Amy sighed, feeling a bit awkward, and took a sip of Rouge's martini. Then she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Rosie, me and Shnuckles have some….stuff….to talk about…" the bat giggled "now go enjoy your night girl, you can do it!"
Knuckles rolled his eyes, Rouge hiccupped once again, and the couple staggered away. Amy sighed and smiled She was glad everything went okay for Rogue. And for Cream. The hedgehog turned around until she was facing the mirror. She looked at her reflection. She still looked flawless. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a shiny lip gloss, re coating her lips. Then she simply leaned back and closed her eyes, absorbing the sound of the club, the music, the excitement, and the warm feeling the liquor was giving her body. A smile spread across her face. Every trace of fear and worry was gone at that moment. She did nothing so far but help others…it was time to have her own fun. And for that moment…'Big Blue' was only a shadow in the beautiful hedgehog's mind. But only for that one short moment.
"Excuse me….Amy?"