Sympathy
By Formerly Known As
Author's Note:
Been a while, hasn't it?
Chapter 5
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"Can I have a donut?"
"I'm sorry sir, you need money to buy something from this store."
"Can I have some money then?"
"Uh...No, sir."
"Can I have a job?"
"Um...I'm sorry sir, we're not hiring any one at this time."
The girl behind the counter smiles as politely as she can. It might be kind of sadistic of me, but I'm really enjoying this. Guess it's not every day a blue hedgehog comes into the bakery with no money and begs her for a job.
"Are you sure you don't want to give me job?"
"If you don't leave soon sir, I'm going to call the manager."
Okay, now we're getting somewhere! Turn on the warning lights, we've moved to Stage 2. We are out of the polite stage and into the warning stage. Be on guard, things are going to get a lot more interesting from here!
Damn, I'm twisted.
"Would he give me a job?" I ask.
The girl behind the counter doesn't seem to know what to say. This is really fun. I didn't know confusing people could be so entertaining.
Of course, it would be a lot more fun if I wasn't so hungry.
"Please, sir, leave or I will call the manager."
Before I can think of something else to say, there's a happy little bell jingling stupidly behind me. Someone else has entered the shop.
"Sonic?"
Well, would you listen to that? It sounds like I've just found someone else who knows me. Or at least someone else has found me. Wonder who it is this time. I turn around and...
Hello! Now there's a looker. Standing in the door to the bakery is a white bat. And, boy, does she look good! Big aqua eyes, soft white fur, and a body to die for. She's wearing a black tank top over which is thrown a light leather jacket. She has on a pair of tight fitting black jeans and large boots with...hearts on them. Okay, compared to the rest of the outfit, those don't quite fit. Guess they were the only boots she had or something. Or she really likes them. In one hand she's holding a purse and the other a pair of sunglasses she just removed from their perch on the top of her head.
Wait a minute, why the hell is she wearing sunglasses on a rainy day?
"Sonic?" she repeats. "Is that you?"
I step away from the counter, much to the girl behind the counter's delight. I look the bat over from head to foot. And not in a sick way! I'm looking her over to get a feel for how strong she is and just what it is she wants from me. Is she enemy or friend? Though, actually, that body does look really good.
Looking back up at her face, I see she's doing the same thing, checking me out from head to foot. Finally, she meets my eyes.
"Sonic." She says nothing else.
I give her a quick nod. A soft smile lights up her face. I like the look of that smile. It's not a flirtatious look. It's not coy. It's not a dangerous 'I can eat you now' look. It's not suspicious. It's not sly.
It's an honest, 'I'm glad to see you're alive' look.
I think those are some of the best looks a guy can get.
She walks over to me, those luscious hips of hers swaying slightly. "Sonic," she repeats, warmly. "It's really you."
She steps up close to me and takes my arm. "I'm glad."
At this rate, so am I.
I look her in the eyes. From the look in them, I can tell she really is glad to see me. That or a damn good actress.
Her smile flashes suddenly coy. "Aren't you glad to see me, Sonic?" She wraps her arms around my shoulders. "Because you know I'm glad to see you." She leans in close, her lips barely brushing my ear. "I've missed you sooo much."
She swings back around till she facing me, her hands still holding my arms. "So tell me, are you glad to see me, Sonic?"
I meet her big aqua eyes. "Depends," I reply. "Who are you?"
By Formerly Known As
Author's Note:
Been a while, hasn't it?
Chapter 5
Transactions
"Can I have a donut?"
"I'm sorry sir, you need money to buy something from this store."
"Can I have some money then?"
"Uh...No, sir."
"Can I have a job?"
"Um...I'm sorry sir, we're not hiring any one at this time."
The girl behind the counter smiles as politely as she can. It might be kind of sadistic of me, but I'm really enjoying this. Guess it's not every day a blue hedgehog comes into the bakery with no money and begs her for a job.
"Are you sure you don't want to give me job?"
"If you don't leave soon sir, I'm going to call the manager."
Okay, now we're getting somewhere! Turn on the warning lights, we've moved to Stage 2. We are out of the polite stage and into the warning stage. Be on guard, things are going to get a lot more interesting from here!
Damn, I'm twisted.
"Would he give me a job?" I ask.
The girl behind the counter doesn't seem to know what to say. This is really fun. I didn't know confusing people could be so entertaining.
Of course, it would be a lot more fun if I wasn't so hungry.
"Please, sir, leave or I will call the manager."
Before I can think of something else to say, there's a happy little bell jingling stupidly behind me. Someone else has entered the shop.
"Sonic?"
Well, would you listen to that? It sounds like I've just found someone else who knows me. Or at least someone else has found me. Wonder who it is this time. I turn around and...
Hello! Now there's a looker. Standing in the door to the bakery is a white bat. And, boy, does she look good! Big aqua eyes, soft white fur, and a body to die for. She's wearing a black tank top over which is thrown a light leather jacket. She has on a pair of tight fitting black jeans and large boots with...hearts on them. Okay, compared to the rest of the outfit, those don't quite fit. Guess they were the only boots she had or something. Or she really likes them. In one hand she's holding a purse and the other a pair of sunglasses she just removed from their perch on the top of her head.
Wait a minute, why the hell is she wearing sunglasses on a rainy day?
"Sonic?" she repeats. "Is that you?"
I step away from the counter, much to the girl behind the counter's delight. I look the bat over from head to foot. And not in a sick way! I'm looking her over to get a feel for how strong she is and just what it is she wants from me. Is she enemy or friend? Though, actually, that body does look really good.
Looking back up at her face, I see she's doing the same thing, checking me out from head to foot. Finally, she meets my eyes.
"Sonic." She says nothing else.
I give her a quick nod. A soft smile lights up her face. I like the look of that smile. It's not a flirtatious look. It's not coy. It's not a dangerous 'I can eat you now' look. It's not suspicious. It's not sly.
It's an honest, 'I'm glad to see you're alive' look.
I think those are some of the best looks a guy can get.
She walks over to me, those luscious hips of hers swaying slightly. "Sonic," she repeats, warmly. "It's really you."
She steps up close to me and takes my arm. "I'm glad."
At this rate, so am I.
I look her in the eyes. From the look in them, I can tell she really is glad to see me. That or a damn good actress.
Her smile flashes suddenly coy. "Aren't you glad to see me, Sonic?" She wraps her arms around my shoulders. "Because you know I'm glad to see you." She leans in close, her lips barely brushing my ear. "I've missed you sooo much."
She swings back around till she facing me, her hands still holding my arms. "So tell me, are you glad to see me, Sonic?"
I meet her big aqua eyes. "Depends," I reply. "Who are you?"
