It was March 3rd, 2017. Honest and Shadow walked out of the school gates and started towards Rouge's Café. Sonic wasn't following them thankfully, but it was pretty chilly. Honest had her "Chao City Gym" sweatshirt on as usual, but she was still cold, as usual. Shadow seemed not affected by the weather, though Honest realised that he might be, but no one could tell... as usual. So, yeah, everything was how it should be. Until they arrived at the café.

As soon as Honest had walked through the doors, she could recognize the difference in the atmosphere of the room. Shadow reached out to the doorknob of the door to the back room.

"Don't go in there!" Honest exclaimed, pulling on his arm.

He looked over at her, confused. "Why?"

"I- I don't know, but just don't."

Shadow didn't listen and opened the door anyway. Inside was the blue king of the weirdos, Sonic. The same person they were hoping wasn't going to follow them was already at the café.

He was just standing there with one hand on a table and one hand on his hip. What could he want? Rouge hadn't arrived yet. Akane didn't walk with them that day. The café was completely empty and devoid of... witnesses.

(Cue the high noon western music)

Shadow and Sonic stared each other down for many moments until Sonic waved his arms. "I'm going to try on Shadow's uniform!" He shot to one of the closets.

Shadow and Honest watched for several minutes as Sonic rifled through the dresses hanging within. "It's not in that closet," Shadow informed him.

Just then, Akane walked into the café and stood behind them. "What's going on? Why is Sonic in there?"

Sonic went to the other closet across from that one and rifled through that one, too. Eventually Sonic lifted the dress above his head. "I found it!"

"That's Akane's," Shadow said.

"What's the difference? Isn't your's the same?" he asked.

"No. First of all, you'd never fit in her dress," Shadow pointed out. Sonic put the dress back and started searching again.

"What's the point to all of this anyway?" Shadow asked, walking over. Honest jumped up and sat on one of the tables in the changing room.

"I want to prove to Honest that Sonic uke is superior to Shadow uke!" He exclaimed as if it was a mighty undertaking.

Honest began sweating. "What? No one can change my mind about something like that!" Honest jumped off the table and ran to Shadow. "Please make him stop! This is unethical!"

Shadow, meanwhile, had his hands clasped together and was patiently waiting, not making an effort to stop him at all.

Akane ran to them and together, Akane and Honest managed to pull Sonic away from the closet. Shadow sighed and helped them tie the faker to a chair with some strong fabric Honey had left in one of the closets.

"B-But I would be an awesome waitress! I could run really fast and deliver orders!" Honest tied a piece of fabric around his mouth.

Honest dusted off her hands. "Aha! That should keep Sonic under control for a few hours at least. I do read Sonic uke fan fictions, too, though, but only due to that being the preferred format of many." She shrugged and walked to the right closet.

Akane tilted her head. "We had better put a piece of cloth over his eyes while we get changed into our uniforms." Honest looked through the closet and found a small strip of blue fabric that was just long enough to suit the purpose of covering his two, gigantic eye-things.

By the time the two cats and the hedgehog had come out of the room, a group of customers had formed at the door. One was Silver, one was Manic, and the rest were random background characters from, I don't know, Sonic Underground, Sonic Boom, or something. Akane and Honest immediately split up, Honest heading for the line of people and Akane heading for the counter where neatly folded napkins and silverware sat.

Shadow followed Honest, noting the orders as the people took their seats. Blaze was sitting on a stool near the door to the kitchen, reading a book on the Great Fire of a faraway land called "Chicago".

In the kitchen, Amy and Key had all three ovens running. Each of the ovens had two sections. Each of the six sections had two racks. All racks had something on them; the racks held brownies, cookies, tarts, and cakes. One held a blueberry pie. All of the smells mixed together and filled the room. Each time the door swung open, a cloud of scent was released into the main room.

Sonic and the chair he was tied to were sitting near the kitchen door. The smells were torture to the sweet-loving hedgie. Some of the customers were confused as to why there was what appeared to be a kidnapping victim in the middle of the restaurant, but none of them questioned it, except Silver.

When Honest was bringing his coffee to his table, Silver rested a hand on her shoulder. "Why is Sonic sitting outside the kitchen, tied to a chair?"

Honest was about to explain to him what had happened earlier, but he stopped her, taking on a brighter mood and appearance in only a second. "You finally were able to find him out, right? You caught the Iblis Trigger!"

Honest flushed white. The whole café went silent. Honest laughed a little too loudly. "Of course not! N-No, I'll tell you what really happened!" The café grew loud once more.

With the café now back on track, Honest told Silver about how Sonic had tried to influence her taste in fanfictions, and how she, Akane, and Shadow had to tie him up to keep him from trying on Shadow's dress and thereby declaring himself the "uke". Silver just nodded slowly in understanding.

"I kind of like the stories with me and Sonic being together, and me being on top," he said cheerily, offering his opinion on the matter.

"Oh, uh, really? That's cool..." Honest really didn't like talking about shipping with the people she shipped, so she just left to do her job quietly.

The whole time her and Silver had been talking, Shadow and Akane had to take over for her. It was a busy day, so the two of them were running back and forth. Honest cringed when they ran smack into each other after a while. She was about to go back to work, when she realised the two of them weren't getting back up.

"Akane? Shadow?" Honest sprinted to the scene. Luckily the two hadn't been carrying any dishes or food or anything, but they were in a heap on the ground and were having trouble rising to their feet, she helped Akane up, which then helped Shadow get up on his own, using the handhold of a table.

Akane rubbed her head. "Ouch, that hurt." She blinked a couple of times before heading for the kitchen. Shadow dusted off his dress with a "hmph" before heading towards a table that desperately needed cleaning.

When Honest and Akane passed Sonic while heading into the kitchen, they noticed that the shred of fabric covering his eyes was on the floor. He sighed to himself. "That was a beautiful view I had just then."

Honest took that "view" as a look up Shadow's, who had been facing away from the kitchen, skirt. "He doesn't even wear underwear!" She hit him upside the head with the hot plate she had used to bring Silver his coffee. Sonic was unconscious on impact.

Yay! Another chapter of working at Rouge's Café! :D I want to take a break from this to work on the new story, which is going to be titled {Limited Edition}. I have the first chapter done already, but I have to draw a cover and get the book set up and everything. The café has been really busy lately. I think the characters need a break anyway. See you, guys.