The Child That Could Be Chapter 9
By Angnix
Tails and Kentlechan arrived at Tails' workshop. Tails immediately looked at the smashed remains of his once glorious invention, Kentlechan just smashed it apart earlier to get at the Chaos Emeralds.
"Kentlechan! My beautiful machine! Why didn't you just press this button to release the Chaos Emeralds?"
"Sorry, I guess I ended up smashing it, but you can rebuild it, then if I smash again, you rebuild again. . ."
"Na, there really isn't anyone I want to bring back from the dead now, except maybe Einstein! Now that I think about it that would be cool! We could talk about Relativity and junk all day and see if we together can come up with the Theory of Everything! I mean, String Theory has promise, but any theory that involves so many extra hidden dimensions and has 5 different versions is iffy to me, and they can't even decide if the strings of energy are loops or really are some sort of string. . ."
"I have no clue what you are talking about."
"Never mind, let's just go in, I will get some sheets for you so you can sleep on my couch."
Tails went into his bedroom and came back with some clean sheets, a blanket and a nice fluffy pillow. Kentlechan picked up the sheets and started to eye them carefully. Tails was puzzled why he was scrutinizing over the sheets so much.
"Why are you looking over the sheets? They are clean, I promise!"
"I am checking for yellow spots to see if there is any evidence you wet the bed."
"Ghaww! I don't wet the bed!"
"In my culture, a last name is given to someone later in life based upon something about them so I assume you must wet the bed."
"Well in MY culture, last names are past on from father to his children. Prower has nothing to do with me wetting the bed! It was my father's last name and his fathers and so on! I DO NOT WET THE BED!"
"Oh, interesting."
"Do you have a last name?"
"I dare not speak it."
"Is it too sacred to say or something?"
"No."
"Then tell me!"
"No!"
"I wouldn't even know what it means in your language!"
"The problem is what it means in your language, in my language it means 'one who is strong'"
"Hey, you told me how my name is embarrassing to you, I promise I will not laugh!"
"Bedwetter"
Tails at first covered his mouth, then his body went into convulsions. Tails suddenly jetted out the door. He ran all the way to in back of the nearby waterfall the burst out in laughter so hard Tails thought he was going to die. Kentlechan found Tails and he started to frown.
"You said that you would not laugh!"
"Kentlechan, PROWER!"
Kentlechan started to laugh too. When they eventually stopped, they just looked at each other and returned to Tail's workshop and went to sleep.
Meanwhile on Angel Island Tikal was starting her Emerald guarding job. She just sat there for a while a first looking intently off toward the ocean for anything that would threaten the Emeralds. After an hour of that, Tikal then just started walking around the alter looking at the Master Emerald and the Chaos Emeralds glowing in their brilliance.
"Hmm, I wonder why only one Chaos Emerald is the same color as the Master Emerald?"
After more pacing she finally went to Knuckle's little house to get some rest. But when she went in she right away didn't like what she saw.
"Ghaww! This place isn't fit for me! There are spider webs in the corners, half-eaten grapes on the table, and not one single decoration!"
Tikal immediately searched around and found cleaning supplies and tidied up everything. After she was satisfied that the place at least didn't reek anymore, she then wanted sleep. She went to Knuckles bed, but she felt really weird as she laid down and pulled the covers that still smelled like Knuckles around her.
"I feel like I just stole someone's house. I bet Knuckles misses everything that is in here, even if he didn't own much."
She looked around a little more and noticed things she was sure Knuckles probably missed. An extra pair of gloves lying on the table. A picture of him with Sonic and Tails. A notebook lying on the floor next to his bed.
"Hmm, I wonder what he writes in that."
Her curiosity was too strong, she opened it up.
"Oh, a journal?"
Every page had a date and what happened that day. Almost everyday said watched Emerald, ate, watched Emerald, ate, watched Emerald, ate, went to bed.
"Hmm, a preview of what my life will be now. The rest of my life."
Tikal closed the journal and returned it to its place. She closed her eyes. A single tear rolled down her cheek before she fell asleep.
In Sonic and Knuckles apartment they at first just sat down and Sonic picked up the remote and started to flip through the channels.
"Oh! Night of the Werewolf Zombie Vampire Mummy 5! Real early in the series, this was the first movie he actually ate one of his victims brains! Before that he either sucked out all their blood, sent a plague of locusts at them, or just mauled them to death!"
"Sonic, I don't want to watch this! It sounds stupid! They are showing Smallville right now! I always wanted to watch that show! That Lana Lang is so hot!"
"Night of the Werewolf Zombie Vampire Mummy 5!"
"Smallville!"
"Night of the Werewolf Zombie Vampire Mummy 5!"
"Smallville!"
"Let's flip a coin!"
"Ghaww! Fine, watch the stupid movie!"
Throughout the movie Knuckles just ignored all the brain eating and was thinking about Tikal and the Emerald. He wondered what she was doing at that very moment. The movie ended and Sonic headed into the kitchen to nuke something in the microwave, Sonic's idea of cooking.
"Sonic, do you think Tikal is okay right now?"
"Yeah sure, she is probably looking through your stuff or something."
"Oh my goodness my stuff! What if she reads my journal or something?"
"Journal? Knuckles has a diary, Knuckles has a diary!"
"I do not! I just write down what happens everyday which is admittedly not much!"
"That is the definition of a diary Knuckles!"
"IT IS NOT A DIARY!"
"Yes it is, anyone would think so."
Sonic picked up the phone and dialed Amy's number.
"Sonic! You called me!"
"Amy, what do you call a notebook that you write what happens everyday in?"
"A diary?"
Sonic hung up the phone leaving poor Amy wondering what just happened.
"Told you Knuckles!"
"Shut up Sonic, so what did you make to eat?"
"Microwave chilidogs."
"Oh joy."
Knuckles knew that he would not be able to put up with living with Sonic much longer, he had to try to think of a way to get his old job back or he would go even more insane than he did on Angel Island.
Meanwhile Rouge was sleeping soundly dreaming of what she was going to do tomorrow.
By Angnix
Tails and Kentlechan arrived at Tails' workshop. Tails immediately looked at the smashed remains of his once glorious invention, Kentlechan just smashed it apart earlier to get at the Chaos Emeralds.
"Kentlechan! My beautiful machine! Why didn't you just press this button to release the Chaos Emeralds?"
"Sorry, I guess I ended up smashing it, but you can rebuild it, then if I smash again, you rebuild again. . ."
"Na, there really isn't anyone I want to bring back from the dead now, except maybe Einstein! Now that I think about it that would be cool! We could talk about Relativity and junk all day and see if we together can come up with the Theory of Everything! I mean, String Theory has promise, but any theory that involves so many extra hidden dimensions and has 5 different versions is iffy to me, and they can't even decide if the strings of energy are loops or really are some sort of string. . ."
"I have no clue what you are talking about."
"Never mind, let's just go in, I will get some sheets for you so you can sleep on my couch."
Tails went into his bedroom and came back with some clean sheets, a blanket and a nice fluffy pillow. Kentlechan picked up the sheets and started to eye them carefully. Tails was puzzled why he was scrutinizing over the sheets so much.
"Why are you looking over the sheets? They are clean, I promise!"
"I am checking for yellow spots to see if there is any evidence you wet the bed."
"Ghaww! I don't wet the bed!"
"In my culture, a last name is given to someone later in life based upon something about them so I assume you must wet the bed."
"Well in MY culture, last names are past on from father to his children. Prower has nothing to do with me wetting the bed! It was my father's last name and his fathers and so on! I DO NOT WET THE BED!"
"Oh, interesting."
"Do you have a last name?"
"I dare not speak it."
"Is it too sacred to say or something?"
"No."
"Then tell me!"
"No!"
"I wouldn't even know what it means in your language!"
"The problem is what it means in your language, in my language it means 'one who is strong'"
"Hey, you told me how my name is embarrassing to you, I promise I will not laugh!"
"Bedwetter"
Tails at first covered his mouth, then his body went into convulsions. Tails suddenly jetted out the door. He ran all the way to in back of the nearby waterfall the burst out in laughter so hard Tails thought he was going to die. Kentlechan found Tails and he started to frown.
"You said that you would not laugh!"
"Kentlechan, PROWER!"
Kentlechan started to laugh too. When they eventually stopped, they just looked at each other and returned to Tail's workshop and went to sleep.
Meanwhile on Angel Island Tikal was starting her Emerald guarding job. She just sat there for a while a first looking intently off toward the ocean for anything that would threaten the Emeralds. After an hour of that, Tikal then just started walking around the alter looking at the Master Emerald and the Chaos Emeralds glowing in their brilliance.
"Hmm, I wonder why only one Chaos Emerald is the same color as the Master Emerald?"
After more pacing she finally went to Knuckle's little house to get some rest. But when she went in she right away didn't like what she saw.
"Ghaww! This place isn't fit for me! There are spider webs in the corners, half-eaten grapes on the table, and not one single decoration!"
Tikal immediately searched around and found cleaning supplies and tidied up everything. After she was satisfied that the place at least didn't reek anymore, she then wanted sleep. She went to Knuckles bed, but she felt really weird as she laid down and pulled the covers that still smelled like Knuckles around her.
"I feel like I just stole someone's house. I bet Knuckles misses everything that is in here, even if he didn't own much."
She looked around a little more and noticed things she was sure Knuckles probably missed. An extra pair of gloves lying on the table. A picture of him with Sonic and Tails. A notebook lying on the floor next to his bed.
"Hmm, I wonder what he writes in that."
Her curiosity was too strong, she opened it up.
"Oh, a journal?"
Every page had a date and what happened that day. Almost everyday said watched Emerald, ate, watched Emerald, ate, watched Emerald, ate, went to bed.
"Hmm, a preview of what my life will be now. The rest of my life."
Tikal closed the journal and returned it to its place. She closed her eyes. A single tear rolled down her cheek before she fell asleep.
In Sonic and Knuckles apartment they at first just sat down and Sonic picked up the remote and started to flip through the channels.
"Oh! Night of the Werewolf Zombie Vampire Mummy 5! Real early in the series, this was the first movie he actually ate one of his victims brains! Before that he either sucked out all their blood, sent a plague of locusts at them, or just mauled them to death!"
"Sonic, I don't want to watch this! It sounds stupid! They are showing Smallville right now! I always wanted to watch that show! That Lana Lang is so hot!"
"Night of the Werewolf Zombie Vampire Mummy 5!"
"Smallville!"
"Night of the Werewolf Zombie Vampire Mummy 5!"
"Smallville!"
"Let's flip a coin!"
"Ghaww! Fine, watch the stupid movie!"
Throughout the movie Knuckles just ignored all the brain eating and was thinking about Tikal and the Emerald. He wondered what she was doing at that very moment. The movie ended and Sonic headed into the kitchen to nuke something in the microwave, Sonic's idea of cooking.
"Sonic, do you think Tikal is okay right now?"
"Yeah sure, she is probably looking through your stuff or something."
"Oh my goodness my stuff! What if she reads my journal or something?"
"Journal? Knuckles has a diary, Knuckles has a diary!"
"I do not! I just write down what happens everyday which is admittedly not much!"
"That is the definition of a diary Knuckles!"
"IT IS NOT A DIARY!"
"Yes it is, anyone would think so."
Sonic picked up the phone and dialed Amy's number.
"Sonic! You called me!"
"Amy, what do you call a notebook that you write what happens everyday in?"
"A diary?"
Sonic hung up the phone leaving poor Amy wondering what just happened.
"Told you Knuckles!"
"Shut up Sonic, so what did you make to eat?"
"Microwave chilidogs."
"Oh joy."
Knuckles knew that he would not be able to put up with living with Sonic much longer, he had to try to think of a way to get his old job back or he would go even more insane than he did on Angel Island.
Meanwhile Rouge was sleeping soundly dreaming of what she was going to do tomorrow.