Sonic vomited into the toilet bowl. He kneeled on his knees, pratically hguging the toilet as if it would give him comfort. He rested his head on his arm. Normally one would feel disgusted being so close to the seat of a toilet where people went to deficate and urinate, but in his state of mind, he couldn't care less.
"Maybe something you ate last night upset your stomach..." Shadow calmly guessed, rubbing Sonic's back. The nightrobes of silk they both wore comforted his skin.
"No way...I've had what we had last night before and didn't get results like this..."
Shadow closed his eyes as Sonic sighed.
"Feeling better yet?"
"Yes, a little." He stood up. "I want to give it a while...I don't want to eat much..." He walked over to the sink and washed his face, also washing his mouth out with some flouride.
Shadow yawned. It was early in the morning, and the sun had yet to come up.
"Might as well get the day started. I'm going to get changed...How about you? Need some more time with the precious toilet?"
Sonic smiled. "Nah."
They went back to their bedrooms, taking off their nightrobes and putting more elegant and elaborate silk robes. Shadow's was white, as he wanted, lined with swirls of gold, with a Mandarin collar. Sonic's robe was purple; lined with gold...his shoulders were dotted with billions of precious , sapphires, jade, emerald, opal, jet... His crown was the same. He slipped it onto his head and the two, walking hand in hand, down the red-carpet, gold-stepped spiral staircase.
Now Sonic and Shadow didn't live the normal royal life that you would normally expect. They rarely spent their time on the royal throne...Mostly were they sat was their other "throne": the couch. They watched TV there, invited other friend in the royal roster to come visit them.
The real throne was in the dining room, where they ate and had feasts and meetings of importance.
When they came down Shadow beconed for a butler. Soon he came.
"Give me a small breakfast...Eggs--scrambled, bacon, and tost."
The butler nodded. "And you, Majesty?"
Sonic shugged. "No. Not right now. I vomited earlier."
The butler bowed. "As you wish, Majesty."
With that he dissapeared through the doors.
Sonic rested his head upon Shadow's shoulder.
"I wonder what's wrong. I don't have a feaver...Doesn't feel like it, anyway..."
Shadow nuzzled Sonic's muzzle. "I know...It's weird. You said you just woke up with the pain in your stomach?"
Sonic nodded tiredly. "Yes."
Shadow chuckled. "Wow, that must've been terrible, being enough to wake you up."
Sonic laughed and punched him in the shoulder very softly. "Oh, shut up."
Shadow grinned. "Yes, your majesty."
Sonic blinked off into the distance for a while.
"What's on your mind, Sonic?"
Sonic looked down. "You think that the scar is connected to this?"
Shadow cupped Sonic's chin. "You know...It's a probability. Ever scince that scar, you...haven't been yourself. Vomiting, mood swings..."
Sonic shuddered. "You don't...think I'm...dieing, do you?"
Shadow tightly hugged Sonic at the comment. "No...If it was an assasin, I'm sure it wouldn't have lasted this long..."
Sonic rubbed his muzzle against Shadow's shoulder. "Should we go see the doctor later?"
"As soon as we finish breakfast..okay?"
Sonic nodded as the butler returned with a fancy ivory and gold tray, placing it on a short table infront of Shadow. "Your breakfast, sir."
"Thank you." He dismissed the butler. "Sonic, you wany any of this? Just a bite?"
He shrugged. "Might as well. My stomache isn't bothering me at all."
Shadow carefully cut everything in half with his fork. Gingerly he poked a peice of scrambled egg and held it to Sonic's mouth.
"Open up."
Sonic opened his mouth and Shadow placed the peice of egg in it.
They ate most of the breakfast like that.
Sonic was sitting in the livingroom, sticking his tounge out at the doctor, and had a wooden stick placed on it. Sonic gave a look like he was going to gag, but as soon as Sonic was going to force the stick out of his mouth, the doctor took it away.
"I don't know." Said the doctor.
"There is a possibility of something but it's so impossible and unheard of you probably don't want to hear of it."
"No, please, tell us." Sonic begged.
"I am not worthy enough for your hearing!!" He turned around, snapping his metical kit closed. He ran out the doors...for some reason they could tell he was scared.
The two sat in silence.
"There's only one doctor I know who'll be blantant with us."
"Who?"
"One who used to be my sworn enemy, that's who."
Sonic and Shadow were riding on an old-style carrage, lead by horses. The car room had closed curtains, giving them complete privacy. There wasn't a single window.
Sonic groaned as he leaned on Shadow. "My stomache hurts again.."
Shadow rubbed his back, trying to give him comfort. "Do you need to throw up again?"
"No." Sonic said. "It just feels like a cramp."
"Oh, good..after all, we got the carrage detailed yesterday." Shadow grinned at Sonic as he chuckled nervously.
"Your Majesty, we have arrived." Hearing this, Sonic leaned over and pulled the cloth door open, finding a small, beat up shack in the middle of the forest they were in.
Scraps of metal were littered everywhere, giving off an odd atomosphere of a dump site.
Sonic held onto Shadow's hand as they were escorted out. A guard walked over to the shack, knocking on it. A tall, unusually shaped figure opened the door.
"Our king seeks for your assistance."
Sonic stood still, nervous as to what his formal enemy still thought of him. The guard moved over to the side as the doctor..Doctor Ivo Robotnik..stepped out of the gloomy shadows of his makeshift house.
"Sonic?"
Sonic gave a nervous grin. "Eggman."
Ivo smirked. "I've missed you."
Sonic's eyes stared at him in shock. By now the 10-some-odd guards were giving eachother confused looks.
"I've..missed you too...I think."
"Come on in."
As Sonic and Shadow stepped closer to the rickety house, a guard pointed his spear at the obease human.
"Hold your arms down." Sonic commanded, and the armor-clad hedgehog backed away obediently. Sonic walked in, finding the interior quite homey compared to the outside. What was so obvious was that every home appliance was home-made. Typical, considering who's house they were in.
"Have a seat. Would you like some tea? I just got some imports from Angel Island that Knuckles brought me."
Sonic shook his head while Shadow asked for some. Ivo came back a few minutes later with a mug, steam rising from it's contents.
"I'm sorry for the mess, I..wasn't expecting royal guests..."
"It's okay, you probably wasn't expecting me, of all people, to be of royalty..."
"For some reason I'm not suprised. So, you said you need my help?"
"Yeah...Something's wrong with my body. I keep on retching and having mood swings...abdominal pain every so often."
"Really? What brought it on?"
"I...ah...got this scar on my crotch...and...we think that their linked."
"Can I see this scar?"
Sonic shifted nervously and slid down, lifting his robe and showing the oddly-anatimated human the scar that led down two inches down from where his pubic sac would come out.
Even though nothing could be seen on the blue hedgehog, he still felt uncomfortable. One swift hit could still hurt on him like it would a man.
"No fever?" Ivo asked after a while of awkward silence.
"Nope. None." Sonic answered.
"Bloating?"
"Uhh..."
"Yes, he has." Shadow interrupted.
"Well then, Sonic." Ivo sat up. "Your pregnant."
"Wha--Oh!" Sonic burst out in laughter, thinking he was joking. The dark hedgehog and human stared at him oddly.
Hearing nothing, Sonic quieted and waited for any sign that he was kidding...a laugh, a smirk, a hearty chuckle...But no. Ivo's face was as serious as if Sonic were a real woman, to be beleivably pregnant.
"Your kidding, right?" He asked meekly.
"No."
"But..how? I'm male! I can't be pregnant!"
"Your male, yes, but that scar is a temporary, makeshift labia."
"Wh-what? But it doesn't...LOOK like a labia..."
"I know. It's developing. As soon as you give birth, it'll slowly heal back up, unless you actually use it for...certain perposes."
"So, how'd I get pregnant if it's underdeveloped?"
"If the sperm got into your digestive system, your blood carried it to a set of small overies."
"...I can't beleive it."
Sonic looked down at the carpet.
"I can offer an X-ray if you'd like."
"Wouldn't that...hurt the child if I am?"
"Normally yes, but I've made one that doesn't work as normal x-ray machines do."
Sonic stared at the semi-transparent photo in disbeleif, on their way back to Hedgenscade.
"Am I considered a transexual now?"
"No. You can choose to keep the organs or not."
Sonic rested his head upon Shadow's shoulder. "I don't know what to feel right now. Happy, or distressed, or sad, or--"
"Shh." The dark hedgehog stroked the king's back. "Everything will be okay. I'm sure of it. And what to feel? Proud. Proud, because your so unique."
Sonic loved it when Shadow tried to cheer him up. He always seemed to know what to say, when to say it, how to say it...
"Oh, Shazzu..." Sonic sighed happily. "I love you."
"Maybe something you ate last night upset your stomach..." Shadow calmly guessed, rubbing Sonic's back. The nightrobes of silk they both wore comforted his skin.
"No way...I've had what we had last night before and didn't get results like this..."
Shadow closed his eyes as Sonic sighed.
"Feeling better yet?"
"Yes, a little." He stood up. "I want to give it a while...I don't want to eat much..." He walked over to the sink and washed his face, also washing his mouth out with some flouride.
Shadow yawned. It was early in the morning, and the sun had yet to come up.
"Might as well get the day started. I'm going to get changed...How about you? Need some more time with the precious toilet?"
Sonic smiled. "Nah."
They went back to their bedrooms, taking off their nightrobes and putting more elegant and elaborate silk robes. Shadow's was white, as he wanted, lined with swirls of gold, with a Mandarin collar. Sonic's robe was purple; lined with gold...his shoulders were dotted with billions of precious , sapphires, jade, emerald, opal, jet... His crown was the same. He slipped it onto his head and the two, walking hand in hand, down the red-carpet, gold-stepped spiral staircase.
Now Sonic and Shadow didn't live the normal royal life that you would normally expect. They rarely spent their time on the royal throne...Mostly were they sat was their other "throne": the couch. They watched TV there, invited other friend in the royal roster to come visit them.
The real throne was in the dining room, where they ate and had feasts and meetings of importance.
When they came down Shadow beconed for a butler. Soon he came.
"Give me a small breakfast...Eggs--scrambled, bacon, and tost."
The butler nodded. "And you, Majesty?"
Sonic shugged. "No. Not right now. I vomited earlier."
The butler bowed. "As you wish, Majesty."
With that he dissapeared through the doors.
Sonic rested his head upon Shadow's shoulder.
"I wonder what's wrong. I don't have a feaver...Doesn't feel like it, anyway..."
Shadow nuzzled Sonic's muzzle. "I know...It's weird. You said you just woke up with the pain in your stomach?"
Sonic nodded tiredly. "Yes."
Shadow chuckled. "Wow, that must've been terrible, being enough to wake you up."
Sonic laughed and punched him in the shoulder very softly. "Oh, shut up."
Shadow grinned. "Yes, your majesty."
Sonic blinked off into the distance for a while.
"What's on your mind, Sonic?"
Sonic looked down. "You think that the scar is connected to this?"
Shadow cupped Sonic's chin. "You know...It's a probability. Ever scince that scar, you...haven't been yourself. Vomiting, mood swings..."
Sonic shuddered. "You don't...think I'm...dieing, do you?"
Shadow tightly hugged Sonic at the comment. "No...If it was an assasin, I'm sure it wouldn't have lasted this long..."
Sonic rubbed his muzzle against Shadow's shoulder. "Should we go see the doctor later?"
"As soon as we finish breakfast..okay?"
Sonic nodded as the butler returned with a fancy ivory and gold tray, placing it on a short table infront of Shadow. "Your breakfast, sir."
"Thank you." He dismissed the butler. "Sonic, you wany any of this? Just a bite?"
He shrugged. "Might as well. My stomache isn't bothering me at all."
Shadow carefully cut everything in half with his fork. Gingerly he poked a peice of scrambled egg and held it to Sonic's mouth.
"Open up."
Sonic opened his mouth and Shadow placed the peice of egg in it.
They ate most of the breakfast like that.
Sonic was sitting in the livingroom, sticking his tounge out at the doctor, and had a wooden stick placed on it. Sonic gave a look like he was going to gag, but as soon as Sonic was going to force the stick out of his mouth, the doctor took it away.
"I don't know." Said the doctor.
"There is a possibility of something but it's so impossible and unheard of you probably don't want to hear of it."
"No, please, tell us." Sonic begged.
"I am not worthy enough for your hearing!!" He turned around, snapping his metical kit closed. He ran out the doors...for some reason they could tell he was scared.
The two sat in silence.
"There's only one doctor I know who'll be blantant with us."
"Who?"
"One who used to be my sworn enemy, that's who."
Sonic and Shadow were riding on an old-style carrage, lead by horses. The car room had closed curtains, giving them complete privacy. There wasn't a single window.
Sonic groaned as he leaned on Shadow. "My stomache hurts again.."
Shadow rubbed his back, trying to give him comfort. "Do you need to throw up again?"
"No." Sonic said. "It just feels like a cramp."
"Oh, good..after all, we got the carrage detailed yesterday." Shadow grinned at Sonic as he chuckled nervously.
"Your Majesty, we have arrived." Hearing this, Sonic leaned over and pulled the cloth door open, finding a small, beat up shack in the middle of the forest they were in.
Scraps of metal were littered everywhere, giving off an odd atomosphere of a dump site.
Sonic held onto Shadow's hand as they were escorted out. A guard walked over to the shack, knocking on it. A tall, unusually shaped figure opened the door.
"Our king seeks for your assistance."
Sonic stood still, nervous as to what his formal enemy still thought of him. The guard moved over to the side as the doctor..Doctor Ivo Robotnik..stepped out of the gloomy shadows of his makeshift house.
"Sonic?"
Sonic gave a nervous grin. "Eggman."
Ivo smirked. "I've missed you."
Sonic's eyes stared at him in shock. By now the 10-some-odd guards were giving eachother confused looks.
"I've..missed you too...I think."
"Come on in."
As Sonic and Shadow stepped closer to the rickety house, a guard pointed his spear at the obease human.
"Hold your arms down." Sonic commanded, and the armor-clad hedgehog backed away obediently. Sonic walked in, finding the interior quite homey compared to the outside. What was so obvious was that every home appliance was home-made. Typical, considering who's house they were in.
"Have a seat. Would you like some tea? I just got some imports from Angel Island that Knuckles brought me."
Sonic shook his head while Shadow asked for some. Ivo came back a few minutes later with a mug, steam rising from it's contents.
"I'm sorry for the mess, I..wasn't expecting royal guests..."
"It's okay, you probably wasn't expecting me, of all people, to be of royalty..."
"For some reason I'm not suprised. So, you said you need my help?"
"Yeah...Something's wrong with my body. I keep on retching and having mood swings...abdominal pain every so often."
"Really? What brought it on?"
"I...ah...got this scar on my crotch...and...we think that their linked."
"Can I see this scar?"
Sonic shifted nervously and slid down, lifting his robe and showing the oddly-anatimated human the scar that led down two inches down from where his pubic sac would come out.
Even though nothing could be seen on the blue hedgehog, he still felt uncomfortable. One swift hit could still hurt on him like it would a man.
"No fever?" Ivo asked after a while of awkward silence.
"Nope. None." Sonic answered.
"Bloating?"
"Uhh..."
"Yes, he has." Shadow interrupted.
"Well then, Sonic." Ivo sat up. "Your pregnant."
"Wha--Oh!" Sonic burst out in laughter, thinking he was joking. The dark hedgehog and human stared at him oddly.
Hearing nothing, Sonic quieted and waited for any sign that he was kidding...a laugh, a smirk, a hearty chuckle...But no. Ivo's face was as serious as if Sonic were a real woman, to be beleivably pregnant.
"Your kidding, right?" He asked meekly.
"No."
"But..how? I'm male! I can't be pregnant!"
"Your male, yes, but that scar is a temporary, makeshift labia."
"Wh-what? But it doesn't...LOOK like a labia..."
"I know. It's developing. As soon as you give birth, it'll slowly heal back up, unless you actually use it for...certain perposes."
"So, how'd I get pregnant if it's underdeveloped?"
"If the sperm got into your digestive system, your blood carried it to a set of small overies."
"...I can't beleive it."
Sonic looked down at the carpet.
"I can offer an X-ray if you'd like."
"Wouldn't that...hurt the child if I am?"
"Normally yes, but I've made one that doesn't work as normal x-ray machines do."
Sonic stared at the semi-transparent photo in disbeleif, on their way back to Hedgenscade.
"Am I considered a transexual now?"
"No. You can choose to keep the organs or not."
Sonic rested his head upon Shadow's shoulder. "I don't know what to feel right now. Happy, or distressed, or sad, or--"
"Shh." The dark hedgehog stroked the king's back. "Everything will be okay. I'm sure of it. And what to feel? Proud. Proud, because your so unique."
Sonic loved it when Shadow tried to cheer him up. He always seemed to know what to say, when to say it, how to say it...
"Oh, Shazzu..." Sonic sighed happily. "I love you."