A/N: Sadly I don't own Sonic the hedgehog or any other Sonic Characters.
MysticShadowChick: Why do I leave things on cliff-hangers? Because I'm evil. MWHAHAHA *ahem* yes...
SSJ-Sonic: Please do! *disappears* *re-appears two feet away* hey.. this is fun... ^_^
Sonicfanatic: Is this soon enough?
?_?: Indeed... *can't think of anything else to type*
Espio: I hope this one is better. Tell me what you'd rate this at.
. On with the story!
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Blue rummaged through drawers in Tails' workshop trying to find the device she was looking for.
"Where is it?" She muttered annoyed at Tails for being such a pack rat and keeping EVERYTHING. She opened a drawer to find it full of old banana skins, she looked at it for a few seconds then closed the drawer again 'I don't even wanna know...' she thought shaking her head.
"What are you looking for?" Cole asked quietly from where he stood at the door of the workshop.
"It's this tracer, it'll be able to track down Sonic. But the problem is I've never seen it before, I didn't even know it existed until about ten minutes ago. I mean it's not like it's going to have a big fat red label on it saying "Tracer for Sonic"." Blue sighed opening a new drawer and rummaging in it.
"It's actually a white label." He replied.
"What?" She asked turning around to look at him. Cole picked a small rectangular object off the table nearby and handed it to her, it had a big fat white label on it, which read "Tracer for Sonic".
"Oh." Blue said quietly.
"Is there anything you need me to do?" Cole asked feeling uncomfortable as Blue began to look for other things that she needed and cramming them into her bag.
"Yeah," She replied throwing him a nearby rucksack hoping it didn't have anything gross in it, "take this to the cupboard and stuff as much food in it as you can and a blanket or two." Blue said from the inside of a plane while she was looking for something else.
Cole stood outside Blue's house with her, she dad devoted all her attention to trying to figure out where Sonic might be from the sketchy signal the machine was giving off. He didn't really know what to do, he'd spent time with her before but that he been in their accepted roles where he would declare his love for her, then she'd shout at him and storm off and then repeat. But now he was at a loss for what to do, she wasn't paying him the slightest bit of attention and he felt like someone had just snatched a rug out from under him. More to the point he'd never been alone with a girl before where she wasn't drooling over him or in Blue's case shouting at him; he felt awkward and out of place. This was definitely new to him.
"It looks like... It looks like Sonic's out in the direction of the Red Desert. We'd better get going, it's that way." Blue said pointing East, she jumped on her silver disk.
"Think you can keep up?" She asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"Depends if you can." He grinned and took off.
He was shocked, nay, stunned at how fast that disk could move; she effortlessly hurtled along at the side of him about three inches off the ground.
"What's that thing powered on anyway?" He shouted.
"My emotions." She shouted back and sped up and overtook him. Cole smirked and kicked his speed up to match her again.
Cole sat opposite Blue, the fire they had built was in between them; Blue had decided that she wanted to eat marshmallows and after Cole had succeeded in dropping a pop tart in the fire in an attempt to warm it he had eaten the remaining one and was considering nicking some of the marshmallows for himself. Blue's eyebrows furrowed with the concentration of not burning the marshmallow on her stick, she grinned and pulled the melting pink object off of the stick and popping it in her mouth.
"How come you only eat the pink ones?" He asked curiously.
"Ey tafe nicsher." Blue attempted to reply with a mouthful of gooey marshmallow. (A/N: I speak from experience here people! .) Cole chuckled lightly, she was just like a little kid sitting on the floor with her legs crossed and attempting to talk with a mouthful of marshmallows. She swallowed her marshmallow and looked up at the sky sadly.
"Me and Sonic used to do this whenever there was a power cut." Blue said sadly.
"Why do you call him Sonic instead of Dad?" Cole asked, he'd actually been wondering about this for some time whenever he'd heard her speak of Sonic.
"Because he's not my Dad. I'm adopted." Blue shrugged.
"But kids who've been adopted still call the people who adopted her Mum and Dad." Cole frowned.
"Well, it doesn't seem right to call him something he's not. Don't get me wrong I'd follow him to the ends of Mobius and he loves me to bits but he's not my father; he's Sonic." Blue said quickly.
"They're still like my family though. Knuckles is like my older brother, I can tell him anything and he teaches me stuff, like how to fight." She grinned, "Tails is just like some weird flat-mate, he's a genius though; he built my disk and practically everything in our house. And Sonic's like my Dad. But none of them are ACTUALLY my family, I'm not related to any of them."
"Sounds nice." Cole smiled softly.
"Yeah, but Sonic gave up so much for me. Sometimes I feel bad though, they all gave up so much for me and they're always telling me about the cool things that used to happen, saving the world and stuff; but when I came along they stopped doing that so much. I mean they still save the world but never all together, one of them always has to stay with me. I sometimes feel like..." Blue trailed off.
"Like?" Cole asked.
"Like I don't belong there. They never lied to me about the fact that I wasn't related to them, I dunno, it might be nicer if they had. At least for a little while, I wouldn't have felt so..." Blue said trying to think of the words.
"Out of place?" Cole suggested.
Blue nodded.
"At least you have a family to go back to, whether you're related to them or not. I don't have a family, I was crammed into a kids home until I turned sixteen; I hated it. But it's always lonely going back to an empty house." Cole sighed.
"Is that why you're always bringing girls back with you?" Blue asked staring him straight in the face. Cole blinked, no one had ever asked him something so insightful before; they had always just assumed that it was his charm.
"No, but you'll laugh if I say why." Cole muttered.
"Come. Tell. I told you my stuff." Blue ordered poking him with her marshmallow stick.
"Great, I have marshmallow in my fur now." Cole groaned picking it out. Blue sent him a warning glare and prepared to poke him again, Cole stole her stick and twirled it around in his fingers.
"Hey..." Blue sulked annoyed at having her weapon stolen.
"I'm always going out with girls-" Cole began spinning the stick around in his fingers.
"And sleeping with them." Blue cut in, Cole threw her a look and poked her with the marshmallow stick.
"Hey, it's not my fault you're easy!" Blue said dodging the stick.
"Do you want me to tell you or not?" Cole demanded, from her silence and interested look he took that as a yes.
"It's because I'm looking for the right girl. You know; not just someone pretty, but someone that makes me laugh and could make me cry. Someone who I'd love." Cole said quietly.
"What, like a soul-mate?" Blue asked.
"I guess." Cole shrugged.
"I don't know whether to think that's incredibly sweet or whether to suspect that you're just saying that to get into my pants." Blue said honestly.
Cole waved the marshmallow-incrusted stick threateningly, "I'll stick this in your hair in a minute! Anyway, I'd never lie to a girl just to get her to sleep with me; if I have to then she's not the one I'm looking for." Cole added.
'Maybe he's not as bad as I thought... NO! Bad thoughts! This is all Miranda's fault, putting ideas into my mind...'
MysticShadowChick: Why do I leave things on cliff-hangers? Because I'm evil. MWHAHAHA *ahem* yes...
SSJ-Sonic: Please do! *disappears* *re-appears two feet away* hey.. this is fun... ^_^
Sonicfanatic: Is this soon enough?
?_?: Indeed... *can't think of anything else to type*
Espio: I hope this one is better. Tell me what you'd rate this at.
. On with the story!
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Blue rummaged through drawers in Tails' workshop trying to find the device she was looking for.
"Where is it?" She muttered annoyed at Tails for being such a pack rat and keeping EVERYTHING. She opened a drawer to find it full of old banana skins, she looked at it for a few seconds then closed the drawer again 'I don't even wanna know...' she thought shaking her head.
"What are you looking for?" Cole asked quietly from where he stood at the door of the workshop.
"It's this tracer, it'll be able to track down Sonic. But the problem is I've never seen it before, I didn't even know it existed until about ten minutes ago. I mean it's not like it's going to have a big fat red label on it saying "Tracer for Sonic"." Blue sighed opening a new drawer and rummaging in it.
"It's actually a white label." He replied.
"What?" She asked turning around to look at him. Cole picked a small rectangular object off the table nearby and handed it to her, it had a big fat white label on it, which read "Tracer for Sonic".
"Oh." Blue said quietly.
"Is there anything you need me to do?" Cole asked feeling uncomfortable as Blue began to look for other things that she needed and cramming them into her bag.
"Yeah," She replied throwing him a nearby rucksack hoping it didn't have anything gross in it, "take this to the cupboard and stuff as much food in it as you can and a blanket or two." Blue said from the inside of a plane while she was looking for something else.
Cole stood outside Blue's house with her, she dad devoted all her attention to trying to figure out where Sonic might be from the sketchy signal the machine was giving off. He didn't really know what to do, he'd spent time with her before but that he been in their accepted roles where he would declare his love for her, then she'd shout at him and storm off and then repeat. But now he was at a loss for what to do, she wasn't paying him the slightest bit of attention and he felt like someone had just snatched a rug out from under him. More to the point he'd never been alone with a girl before where she wasn't drooling over him or in Blue's case shouting at him; he felt awkward and out of place. This was definitely new to him.
"It looks like... It looks like Sonic's out in the direction of the Red Desert. We'd better get going, it's that way." Blue said pointing East, she jumped on her silver disk.
"Think you can keep up?" She asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"Depends if you can." He grinned and took off.
He was shocked, nay, stunned at how fast that disk could move; she effortlessly hurtled along at the side of him about three inches off the ground.
"What's that thing powered on anyway?" He shouted.
"My emotions." She shouted back and sped up and overtook him. Cole smirked and kicked his speed up to match her again.
Cole sat opposite Blue, the fire they had built was in between them; Blue had decided that she wanted to eat marshmallows and after Cole had succeeded in dropping a pop tart in the fire in an attempt to warm it he had eaten the remaining one and was considering nicking some of the marshmallows for himself. Blue's eyebrows furrowed with the concentration of not burning the marshmallow on her stick, she grinned and pulled the melting pink object off of the stick and popping it in her mouth.
"How come you only eat the pink ones?" He asked curiously.
"Ey tafe nicsher." Blue attempted to reply with a mouthful of gooey marshmallow. (A/N: I speak from experience here people! .) Cole chuckled lightly, she was just like a little kid sitting on the floor with her legs crossed and attempting to talk with a mouthful of marshmallows. She swallowed her marshmallow and looked up at the sky sadly.
"Me and Sonic used to do this whenever there was a power cut." Blue said sadly.
"Why do you call him Sonic instead of Dad?" Cole asked, he'd actually been wondering about this for some time whenever he'd heard her speak of Sonic.
"Because he's not my Dad. I'm adopted." Blue shrugged.
"But kids who've been adopted still call the people who adopted her Mum and Dad." Cole frowned.
"Well, it doesn't seem right to call him something he's not. Don't get me wrong I'd follow him to the ends of Mobius and he loves me to bits but he's not my father; he's Sonic." Blue said quickly.
"They're still like my family though. Knuckles is like my older brother, I can tell him anything and he teaches me stuff, like how to fight." She grinned, "Tails is just like some weird flat-mate, he's a genius though; he built my disk and practically everything in our house. And Sonic's like my Dad. But none of them are ACTUALLY my family, I'm not related to any of them."
"Sounds nice." Cole smiled softly.
"Yeah, but Sonic gave up so much for me. Sometimes I feel bad though, they all gave up so much for me and they're always telling me about the cool things that used to happen, saving the world and stuff; but when I came along they stopped doing that so much. I mean they still save the world but never all together, one of them always has to stay with me. I sometimes feel like..." Blue trailed off.
"Like?" Cole asked.
"Like I don't belong there. They never lied to me about the fact that I wasn't related to them, I dunno, it might be nicer if they had. At least for a little while, I wouldn't have felt so..." Blue said trying to think of the words.
"Out of place?" Cole suggested.
Blue nodded.
"At least you have a family to go back to, whether you're related to them or not. I don't have a family, I was crammed into a kids home until I turned sixteen; I hated it. But it's always lonely going back to an empty house." Cole sighed.
"Is that why you're always bringing girls back with you?" Blue asked staring him straight in the face. Cole blinked, no one had ever asked him something so insightful before; they had always just assumed that it was his charm.
"No, but you'll laugh if I say why." Cole muttered.
"Come. Tell. I told you my stuff." Blue ordered poking him with her marshmallow stick.
"Great, I have marshmallow in my fur now." Cole groaned picking it out. Blue sent him a warning glare and prepared to poke him again, Cole stole her stick and twirled it around in his fingers.
"Hey..." Blue sulked annoyed at having her weapon stolen.
"I'm always going out with girls-" Cole began spinning the stick around in his fingers.
"And sleeping with them." Blue cut in, Cole threw her a look and poked her with the marshmallow stick.
"Hey, it's not my fault you're easy!" Blue said dodging the stick.
"Do you want me to tell you or not?" Cole demanded, from her silence and interested look he took that as a yes.
"It's because I'm looking for the right girl. You know; not just someone pretty, but someone that makes me laugh and could make me cry. Someone who I'd love." Cole said quietly.
"What, like a soul-mate?" Blue asked.
"I guess." Cole shrugged.
"I don't know whether to think that's incredibly sweet or whether to suspect that you're just saying that to get into my pants." Blue said honestly.
Cole waved the marshmallow-incrusted stick threateningly, "I'll stick this in your hair in a minute! Anyway, I'd never lie to a girl just to get her to sleep with me; if I have to then she's not the one I'm looking for." Cole added.
'Maybe he's not as bad as I thought... NO! Bad thoughts! This is all Miranda's fault, putting ideas into my mind...'