Shadow: Ha, I told you.

Shut up.

Shadow: Heh. You want me to count how many reviewers called you a pervert for that last chapter?

...No. Don't.

Shadow: Ha ha ha! I'll do it anyway.

...You're having too much fun doing this.

Shadow: Yeah, thats me for ya. Anyway, we've got a total of...4 reviewers!

Out of...?

Shadow: Six I think.

Lemme see...HA! This one called YOU the pervert!

Shadow: Absurd! I would never be lowered to your level!

Rouge: Hey, Shadow. We still on for tonight?

X.X

Shadow: ...Not now Rouge.

Right...moving along...I don't own anything from Sega.

Two hours-two long hours with no sleep, due to a crazed yellow fox outside the house playing heavy rock from 4 o' clock till 6 o' clock in the morning. Shadow lay on the couch, hand over his forehead. His bloodshot eyes twitched for what must have been the fifteenth time that hour. He was staring at the ceiling, his mouth beginning to foam and his fingers beginning to twitch in rhythm with his eyes.

"Welcome to the Jungle, we've got fun and games!" Tails sung for what seemed to be the millionth time that night. He finally stopped when a cold, metallic barrel was pressed against his back.

"Put your hands above your head," the dark voice commanded. Tails did as instructed, though he knew the voice belonged to Shadow. Tails hesitantly turned his head and gazed upon Shadow. Just his face was enough to tell Tails not to ask any questions and just do as he was told.

"Put the guitar on the ground." Tails quickly took the strap off his shoulder and placed the instrument on the dirt. "Back away from the guitar," Shadow said, waving his pistol in the direction he wanted Tails to move in. Again, Tails obeyed. One last command escaped Shadow's lips. "Go into the house."

Tails slowly and sadly ambled up to the front door, gazing regretfully at his prized guitar he had gotten off Ebay for two bucks. Tails sighed, taking one more gaze at his guitar before stepping inside the house and closing the door. Not a second after the lock clicked into place, firing from outside commenced.

At seven, Amy awoke. She was renewed with life and energy. She bounded off the bed and into the kitchen, already beginning to whip up some breakfast. The smell of pancakes, egg, and bacon roused Tikal and Cream from sleep. They greeted each other and made their way hungrily to the kitchen table.

"Wake up sleepyheads!" Amy yelled into Shadow and Tails' ears. Both groaned and rolled over simultaneously, waving the pink hedgehog away. Amy placed her hands on her hips. "Humph! Fine, you two can both starve then!" She spun on her heel and headed back to the kitchen.

Upon the mention of starve, Tails' brain began to work. 'Starve equals no food, and threatening to starve if we don't get up equals breakfast if we get up!' Tails shot out from his place on the couch, and upon arriving at the kitchen table, begged like a dog for food. Shadow, however, had no will to move.

"Any word from Sonic yet, Amy?" Tikal asked, putting a piece of toast into her mouth. Amy shook her head gloomily, before returning to face the stove.

"Nothing…you'd think a guy would call ya if you helped him out of jail!"

"Amy…you were in jail at the same time he was. Shadow was the one who helped him out of jail."

"Shadow this, Shadow that. Jeez, can't you get Shadow off your mind for one second?"

"…what?"

"BACON!"

All three females (Tikal, Cream, Amy) turned to face Tails, who had his tongue out and was panting. "BACON!" he repeated, his eyes large and pleading. Amy smiled awkwardly.

"Hold on Tails, the bacon is almost ready."

Once all the plates had been cleared of food, and bacon, the occupants of the table were satisfied and full.

"Ah…Amy, that was delicious."

"Yes, thank you Ms. Amy!"

"Mm…that was good bacon!"

"Ha, thanks guys."

"Where's Shadow? He has to take Cream home in another hour."

"Tails, can you go find Shadow for us?"

"But…"

"Here's some bacon," Amy held up a piece of bacon, letting it linger in front of Tails' face for a moment, before pulling it back into a safe distance. With that, Tails was off.

It wasn't much work to find the dark hedgehog. Tails had found him where he was this morning: sleeping on the couch. The fox grinned, plotting revenge for what Shadow had done. He began to rub his hands together, hunching his back.

"Yes…my plan shall be set into motion!" Tails threw his head back and began to laugh manically.

"Uh…shut up Tails," Shadow muttered groggily, rolling over. Tails lowered his tone, though he continued to cackle.

"Soon…very soon, Shadow the Hedgehog, you will be sorry for what you did to my dear guitar."

"He's in the living room!" Tails informed them, grabbing the bacon from Amy's hand. Amy groaned, slapping her head.

"What's he doing in there?"

"Sweepling!" Tails yelled, stuffing the bacon into his mouth.

"Huh?"

"I said: he's sleeping."

"...Curse that lazy hedgehog. Curse him."

"Go easy on him Amy," Tikal reasoned. "He was up all last night--"

"Tikal, he has to take Cream back home in less than an hour! We have to wake him up!"

"Amy, he still has an hour and fifteen minutes. Let him sleep."

Amy sighed, putting her elbow on the table and placing her chin in her palm. "Fine."

Cream suddenly spoke up. "Ms. Amy, my mom says its impolite to put your elbows on the table."

Amy showed no change in facial expression; she simply said darkly and angrily, "Kid...go get Tails some more bacon before I...do something I'll regret later."

"He's so cute when he sleeps isn't he?" Tikal asked dreamily, gazing upon the sleeping form of Shadow. Amy rolled her eyes as she saw Shadow make a rude gesture in his slumber.

"Tikal...can we do something else? Like play video games or something? Oratleast sing?"

Tikal squealed in delight, "Sing? I LOVE singing! Why didn't you tell me?" Amy shook her head.

"Okay, I'll start a song and you have to finish it. Ready?" Tikal nodded.

"And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand..."

Tikal pondered, and then shook her head. "I don't know that one." Amy sighed and tried again.

"Right. How about...ah: Oops, I did it again. I played with your ..."

Tikal scratched her chin, and again shook her head again. "Nope, don't know that one either."

Amy groaned, "Fine, why don't you start one then?" Tikal smiled, "Okay!"

She drew a large intake of breath. "If you got a hunger for what you see, you'll take it eventually. You can have anything you want, but better not take it from me."

Amy tilted her head curiously. She was about to inquire about the song's title when Tails burst into the room. He held a guitar with many bandages placed over multiple bullet holes. The strings were held by tape, glue, and gum. However, it still played.

"In the jungle, welcome to the jungle! Watch it bring you to your knees, knees. I'm gonna watch you bleed!" Both characters pressed their heads together, shouting so loud that it caused Shadow to tumble to the ground and finally awake.

"In the jungle, welcome to the jungle; feel my, my, my serpentine! In the jungle, welcome to the jungle; watch it bring you to your kn-kn-kn-kn-knees, knees! Down in the jungle, welcome to the jungle! Watch it bring you down to your, its gonna bring you down-HA!"

"TAILS!" The sound of a gun cocking made the little fox burst from the room, guitar in hand.

There! No T related things in this chapter!

Shadow: Damn.

NO! YOU JUST RUINED IT SHADOW!

Shadow: Ha! Excellent.

Tails: Um...before it gets too ugly in here, I'll end it. Please read, review, and enjoy.

Shadow: And k--mmph!

Heh. Some people actually listen to you Shadow. Can't have you trying to assissinate me through me.

Tails: ...x.x

Well put Tails. READ, REVIEW, and ENJOY!