"The 'Blue and Black Devils'?" Knuckles asked. He was getting very
confused.
"Sonic and Shadow, respectively. By the way, I know Sonic's the real deal, but didn't Shadow die on the other Earth?"
Knuckles shook his head. "To tell you the truth, I have no idea. The Chaos energy he was currently emitting was strong enough to send him to another world, and I have little doubt through time as well. He could have been sent to the past and reborn here in another form. Shaun, or Shadow, was definitely born here, I know that, but there are certain times when I can actually see Shadow's real personality in him," he explained.
Rouge nodded. "Anyway, I need to find the Emeralds. They belong to me, after all."
Knuckles sighed in annoyed frustration. The evening was turning out so nicely and then she had to ruin it! "Just for your information, they aren't your Emeralds. They belong to my people, and, as I am the last of them, they belong to me."
"All gems are mine and the Emeralds are gems. Therefore, the Emeralds are mine!"
Both of them started staring daggers at each other. Both tension and rage was building between them.
"How about a race?" Knuckles asked. "The one with the most Emeralds in three days gets the rest of them and no interference from the loser."
Rouge looked confident. "You're on."
They left in a hurry, but they did remember to grab whatever part of their meal they could and leave a tip as well.
The next morning resulted in a note with Cody to school about Sonic's current situation to explain why he wasn't currently at work. That, of course, resulted in a note with Cody from the principal asking how he got into so many accidents without being in a neighborhood gang or 'hit troop'. Sonic had to have the term 'hit troop' defined for him, which caused him to learn that a 'hit troop' is actually a group of hit men hired for a certain job.
Sonic sighed. How was he going to explain everything?
"Write a reply saying—"
Ring! Ring!
"I'll get it," Mrs. Anderson suddenly interrupted, getting up from her position at the table to answer the phone.
"Hello? Oh, Principal Gibbons! How nice to hear from you!" There was a slight pause before Mrs. Anderson continued. "Actually, he's here visiting today. You can talk to him now if you want."
Again there was another pause before Sonic received the phone. "Hello?"
"Serin, I want a detailed explanation from you and I'm not willing to wait for tomorrow. I know you've already read the note, so I don't need to explain everything, do I?"
"No, Principal Gibbons. I understand perfectly. Thing is, I'm not Serin."
"Then connect me to him!"
"Serin is my Earth name. You're talkin to Sonic the Hedgehog."
"Sonic and Shadow, respectively. By the way, I know Sonic's the real deal, but didn't Shadow die on the other Earth?"
Knuckles shook his head. "To tell you the truth, I have no idea. The Chaos energy he was currently emitting was strong enough to send him to another world, and I have little doubt through time as well. He could have been sent to the past and reborn here in another form. Shaun, or Shadow, was definitely born here, I know that, but there are certain times when I can actually see Shadow's real personality in him," he explained.
Rouge nodded. "Anyway, I need to find the Emeralds. They belong to me, after all."
Knuckles sighed in annoyed frustration. The evening was turning out so nicely and then she had to ruin it! "Just for your information, they aren't your Emeralds. They belong to my people, and, as I am the last of them, they belong to me."
"All gems are mine and the Emeralds are gems. Therefore, the Emeralds are mine!"
Both of them started staring daggers at each other. Both tension and rage was building between them.
"How about a race?" Knuckles asked. "The one with the most Emeralds in three days gets the rest of them and no interference from the loser."
Rouge looked confident. "You're on."
They left in a hurry, but they did remember to grab whatever part of their meal they could and leave a tip as well.
The next morning resulted in a note with Cody to school about Sonic's current situation to explain why he wasn't currently at work. That, of course, resulted in a note with Cody from the principal asking how he got into so many accidents without being in a neighborhood gang or 'hit troop'. Sonic had to have the term 'hit troop' defined for him, which caused him to learn that a 'hit troop' is actually a group of hit men hired for a certain job.
Sonic sighed. How was he going to explain everything?
"Write a reply saying—"
Ring! Ring!
"I'll get it," Mrs. Anderson suddenly interrupted, getting up from her position at the table to answer the phone.
"Hello? Oh, Principal Gibbons! How nice to hear from you!" There was a slight pause before Mrs. Anderson continued. "Actually, he's here visiting today. You can talk to him now if you want."
Again there was another pause before Sonic received the phone. "Hello?"
"Serin, I want a detailed explanation from you and I'm not willing to wait for tomorrow. I know you've already read the note, so I don't need to explain everything, do I?"
"No, Principal Gibbons. I understand perfectly. Thing is, I'm not Serin."
"Then connect me to him!"
"Serin is my Earth name. You're talkin to Sonic the Hedgehog."