Chapter 2 Something Strange
Author's Note: First of all, I want to thank all my reviewers. Thank you Sonicfanatic, randomchild, rougewave, Shadow2, Kokesu, and The Rockologist for reviewing my story! (Sorry if you reviewed and I didn't mention your name.) Oh, if you guys have time, after you read this, you should read my new story called "If Eggman Fell Out of the Sky" You don't have to read it, but I would be happy. Err... anyways, next chapter!
To The Rockologist: Shadow's Sonic X voice actor is Eric Stuart. Ha! I win!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, so don't sue me!
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"What!?" Knuckles exclaimed in shock.
"Knuckles, this is Frankie," Rouge explained, smiling at Knuckles, "We've been best friends since before I can remember, but I've already told you that."
"Nice to meet you," replied Knuckles, with a mad look on his face.
Just then the twins walked down the stairs, rubbing sleep from their eyes.
"Oh, Rocky, Kninal, come meet you're Uncle Frankie!" Rouge exclaimed.
Knuckles flinched at the thought of this guy being his children's "Uncle". The twins ran into the foyer, excited at meeting anyone new.
"Hi Uncle Frankie!" the two chorused as the stared up at the hedgehog.
Frankie smiled, "You must be the twins," he replied, "I've heard lots about you!"
"Hey guys, why don't you show you're uncle where his room is?" Knuckles asked the twins, willing to do anything to get Frankie out of the room.
"Okay," they replied, leading Frankie up the stairs with the chao following closely behind.
As the group walked up the stairs, Knuckles and Rouge could hear Kninal say, "You're cool Uncle Frankie, I hope you stay."
They also heard Rocky reply, saying, "Yeah Uncle Frankie, you can stay as long as you want!"
When Knuckles was sure they were out of earshot, he turned to Rouge. "THIS is Frankie?" he spat at her, "You could have told me Frankie was a GUY!"
Rouge glared at Knuckles. "I DID tell you Frankie was a guy!" she replied bitterly, "YOU just weren't listening!"
Knuckles looked at her, trying to think of a comeback. "Well, even if you DID tell me Frankie was a guy, you should have told me he was a-a, a gangster!" he shot back.
Rouge glared at him, looking like she was deeply offended. "He is NOT a gangster, that's just the way he dresses! I can't even believe that you'd say something like that! You've never stereo typed people before!"
Knuckles looked at his shoes, not wanting to look Rouge in the eye. He tried desperately to find a comeback, but he just couldn't think of one.
Then, he heard Rouge laughing quietly. He looked up to see that se was smiling. "What's so funny?" he asked.
"The fact that you're jealous of Frankie. It's almost kind of... cute."
Knuckles stared at Rouge, shocked at the fact that his wife had figured out what he was trying to hide. "Me? Jealous of him? Why would I be jealous of him?" he asked nervously.
Rouge smiled, "Knuckles, it's nothing to be ashamed of, it's perfectly natural. This is the first time that there's been a guy around that I could possibly fall for, so you're jealous. You have nothing to worry about though; Frankie only likes me as a friend. Plus, you know I love you," With that she gave him a quick kiss on the lips, then looked to the stairs to see Frankie coming down, followed by his chao.
"He's coming downstairs Knuckles, be nice," she warned before turning to Frankie. "How about the three of us sit in the living room for a while, so you two can get to know each other better?" she suggested.
"Sure," Frankie replied.
"I guess," said Knuckles.
The three of them sat in the living room, unable to start a good conversation. Frankie and Rouge started talking about something they did when they were kids, and Knuckles tuned them out. Knuckles just stared at Frankie. He looked so familiar, but Knuckles couldn't figure out why. All he knew was that he'd seen the guy before.
"So, uh, Frankie, what do you do for a profession?"
"Well..." Frankie sort of trailed off, like he didn't want to talk about it.
Rouge noticed this and answered for him. "Frankie works for a space station. The reason I haven't seen him for over six years is because he was sent on an expedition to Mars. While he was gone we communicated through Email. He just got back recently."
"Umm.... I actually don't work for the space station anymore," Frankie murmured.
"What?" Rouge asked, sounding confused.
Knuckles snorted, figuring he had probably gotten fired.
"I quit because I realized it was pulling me away from those I care about," Frankie explained, smiling at Rouge
Knuckles glared at Frankie, but then he noticed something. "Frankie," he asked, "why do you wear sunglasses even though we're inside?"
Rouge shot him a 'Don't-Go-There" look, but Frankie simply answered, "I don't like to take my sunglasses off."
Frankie's chao started pulling at Frankie's leg, and making frustrated noises.
"You want to sit up here buddy?" he asked the chao as he picked it up onto the couch.
"Can I ask one more question, Frank?" Knuckles asked.
Frankie nodded.
"What's with the chao?"
Frankie laughed, "Oh, this is Dragon," Frankie tuned to his chao, "Dragon, that's Knuckles."
The chao stared at Knuckles and waved.
"You see, Dragon follows him around the way cheese follows Cream," Rouge explained.
Knuckles nodded. He watched the two as they talked and gritted his teeth. There were just so many things he didn't like about this guy. One, he knew he had seen Frankie before, he just couldn't remember when. Two, why did he wear sunglasses? After all, it WAS pouring down rain today; who wears sunglasses in the rain? What was he trying to hide? Three, how did he get the twins to like him so fast? Sure, Rocky and Kninal loved meeting new people, but they just loved Frankie. And four, he could tell that Frankie was hitting on Rouge, he just knew it.
Well, there was one thing that Knuckles was sure about. He wasn't letting this guy stay in his house much longer.
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Okay, sorry about that chapter being short. Tell me what you think, and I'll be happy! Next chapter goes up soon, and NO FLAMES! Sorry about that... okay, reviewers get goldfish! (Not the kind that die in one day) So review! Bu bye!
Author's Note: First of all, I want to thank all my reviewers. Thank you Sonicfanatic, randomchild, rougewave, Shadow2, Kokesu, and The Rockologist for reviewing my story! (Sorry if you reviewed and I didn't mention your name.) Oh, if you guys have time, after you read this, you should read my new story called "If Eggman Fell Out of the Sky" You don't have to read it, but I would be happy. Err... anyways, next chapter!
To The Rockologist: Shadow's Sonic X voice actor is Eric Stuart. Ha! I win!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, so don't sue me!
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"What!?" Knuckles exclaimed in shock.
"Knuckles, this is Frankie," Rouge explained, smiling at Knuckles, "We've been best friends since before I can remember, but I've already told you that."
"Nice to meet you," replied Knuckles, with a mad look on his face.
Just then the twins walked down the stairs, rubbing sleep from their eyes.
"Oh, Rocky, Kninal, come meet you're Uncle Frankie!" Rouge exclaimed.
Knuckles flinched at the thought of this guy being his children's "Uncle". The twins ran into the foyer, excited at meeting anyone new.
"Hi Uncle Frankie!" the two chorused as the stared up at the hedgehog.
Frankie smiled, "You must be the twins," he replied, "I've heard lots about you!"
"Hey guys, why don't you show you're uncle where his room is?" Knuckles asked the twins, willing to do anything to get Frankie out of the room.
"Okay," they replied, leading Frankie up the stairs with the chao following closely behind.
As the group walked up the stairs, Knuckles and Rouge could hear Kninal say, "You're cool Uncle Frankie, I hope you stay."
They also heard Rocky reply, saying, "Yeah Uncle Frankie, you can stay as long as you want!"
When Knuckles was sure they were out of earshot, he turned to Rouge. "THIS is Frankie?" he spat at her, "You could have told me Frankie was a GUY!"
Rouge glared at Knuckles. "I DID tell you Frankie was a guy!" she replied bitterly, "YOU just weren't listening!"
Knuckles looked at her, trying to think of a comeback. "Well, even if you DID tell me Frankie was a guy, you should have told me he was a-a, a gangster!" he shot back.
Rouge glared at him, looking like she was deeply offended. "He is NOT a gangster, that's just the way he dresses! I can't even believe that you'd say something like that! You've never stereo typed people before!"
Knuckles looked at his shoes, not wanting to look Rouge in the eye. He tried desperately to find a comeback, but he just couldn't think of one.
Then, he heard Rouge laughing quietly. He looked up to see that se was smiling. "What's so funny?" he asked.
"The fact that you're jealous of Frankie. It's almost kind of... cute."
Knuckles stared at Rouge, shocked at the fact that his wife had figured out what he was trying to hide. "Me? Jealous of him? Why would I be jealous of him?" he asked nervously.
Rouge smiled, "Knuckles, it's nothing to be ashamed of, it's perfectly natural. This is the first time that there's been a guy around that I could possibly fall for, so you're jealous. You have nothing to worry about though; Frankie only likes me as a friend. Plus, you know I love you," With that she gave him a quick kiss on the lips, then looked to the stairs to see Frankie coming down, followed by his chao.
"He's coming downstairs Knuckles, be nice," she warned before turning to Frankie. "How about the three of us sit in the living room for a while, so you two can get to know each other better?" she suggested.
"Sure," Frankie replied.
"I guess," said Knuckles.
The three of them sat in the living room, unable to start a good conversation. Frankie and Rouge started talking about something they did when they were kids, and Knuckles tuned them out. Knuckles just stared at Frankie. He looked so familiar, but Knuckles couldn't figure out why. All he knew was that he'd seen the guy before.
"So, uh, Frankie, what do you do for a profession?"
"Well..." Frankie sort of trailed off, like he didn't want to talk about it.
Rouge noticed this and answered for him. "Frankie works for a space station. The reason I haven't seen him for over six years is because he was sent on an expedition to Mars. While he was gone we communicated through Email. He just got back recently."
"Umm.... I actually don't work for the space station anymore," Frankie murmured.
"What?" Rouge asked, sounding confused.
Knuckles snorted, figuring he had probably gotten fired.
"I quit because I realized it was pulling me away from those I care about," Frankie explained, smiling at Rouge
Knuckles glared at Frankie, but then he noticed something. "Frankie," he asked, "why do you wear sunglasses even though we're inside?"
Rouge shot him a 'Don't-Go-There" look, but Frankie simply answered, "I don't like to take my sunglasses off."
Frankie's chao started pulling at Frankie's leg, and making frustrated noises.
"You want to sit up here buddy?" he asked the chao as he picked it up onto the couch.
"Can I ask one more question, Frank?" Knuckles asked.
Frankie nodded.
"What's with the chao?"
Frankie laughed, "Oh, this is Dragon," Frankie tuned to his chao, "Dragon, that's Knuckles."
The chao stared at Knuckles and waved.
"You see, Dragon follows him around the way cheese follows Cream," Rouge explained.
Knuckles nodded. He watched the two as they talked and gritted his teeth. There were just so many things he didn't like about this guy. One, he knew he had seen Frankie before, he just couldn't remember when. Two, why did he wear sunglasses? After all, it WAS pouring down rain today; who wears sunglasses in the rain? What was he trying to hide? Three, how did he get the twins to like him so fast? Sure, Rocky and Kninal loved meeting new people, but they just loved Frankie. And four, he could tell that Frankie was hitting on Rouge, he just knew it.
Well, there was one thing that Knuckles was sure about. He wasn't letting this guy stay in his house much longer.
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Okay, sorry about that chapter being short. Tell me what you think, and I'll be happy! Next chapter goes up soon, and NO FLAMES! Sorry about that... okay, reviewers get goldfish! (Not the kind that die in one day) So review! Bu bye!