Hey, y'all! Hope you enjoyed the explosions in the previous chapter, because I'm still laughing about it. Sorry about the long update. I've been busy with Summer Homework. Holy Chaos, it's annoying! (It's not just annoying, it's wrong. Everything about the concept of homework in the summer insults me on a personal level. I AM PERSONALLY INSULTED.) Anyway, comments on reviews:

ultimateCCC: It was the first time. And I don't know enough about Chocola to say if he would be a good pet for Tails. I do love T-pup though.

Autumn: That is awesome. I'm pretty clumsy in the kitchen, but I have never burned cereal. Glad you enjoyed it, and I was trying to make Amy sound like a professional cook.

Agent BM: Well, it's never said in the games, tv shows, or comics that he wasn't a bad cook, but they didn't say he wasn't a good cook either. Once again, this is a headcanon of Halo and mine.

Zosonils: To be honest, I was laughing while writing it. I needed a good laugh. I do love this headcanon. It's the funniest thing to think about… Havoc and Halo… Um, well I wouldn't say it was scripted. They just sort of fought over the computer and typed what they wanted. So yeah, that's what they're like. (Got that right. Hey, he's my brother, we're supposed to fight. Besides, it's fun to prove your superiority over your jerky, arrogant, hot-headed sibling.)

SonicFan23: I don't watch the Simpsons so I wouldn't know.

juancastri11: Um… I can see your first review on the website and I sent you a PM about a week ago. Let me know if you got it.

Kaileighmd2001: That's sort of the point. It's supposed to be impossible but Sonic is such a horrible cook that he does the impossible.

Maxi-T: Woah… *reads the whole thing twice* I love long reviews! (; Are you wrong…? Nope! No, I understood what you were saying. Don't worry, I understood what you were saying. Yeah, I am more of a Knuxouge person, but I loved Knuckles and Sonia in the show and couldn't help but think it's be better this way. As for Manic and Rouge, I came across a fanfiction a little while back that shipped them and I couldn't understand for a second. And then I realized that they are both thieves and just went: welp, I guess that works. So thus we have Manic and Rouge. But I love Sonamy (not really a Sonally fan… I don't know why, but Sally just- I don't even know why, but I don't really like her. But Halo likes her (darn right I do. In my shipping hierarchy, when Sally's around she's shipped with Sonic, and when she's not around Sonic's shipped with Amy. And when I ship Sonally, that means shipping Amy x Mighty the Armadillo! Please refrain from throwing that rotten fruit at me.) So, I have no idea. Besides, I like this version of Amy with Sonic. Less...obsessive. And it did make sense. Here's your update and your typos are fine. (Halo catches most of mine. Otherwise...ugh.)

StarlightSparks: Well then, welcome aboard! I'm glad you are enjoying it. I love to have a lot of humor, but I do love the feels as well so you may end up crying at some point. Just a warning. Sorry in advance. Thanks for the review and I hope you continue to enjoy!

Okay, so this chapter is about, you guessed it, Sofia! Shocker, right? Yeah, it is really predictable because we're BORING. Sorry. Don't worry, action will come soon.

But not this chapter. Again, sorry. On the bright side, you get to see another hilarious headcannon of Halo and mine. But I'll tell you that at the end.

Welcome to the strange and cute relationship of Sofia and Knuckles. Action!

Sofia's POV:

You know that feeling of Deja vu? I do. I get it all the time these days.

I needed a change of routine. It wasn't that I didn't like my job, but I really felt like my day was getting very, very, predictable, and that's coming from the girl who can tell the future.

So, after two weeks of hard work and long hours, I wanted a change of pace, a change of food, a change of something! No more tiny closet sized apartment... well, at least not for another month or so until I can afford something bigger, but you get the idea. Basically, I just want a break from my routine.

My routine of the day goes something like this: Wake up at seven, get ready for the day, go to work at eight, work til noon, hour long break, back to work, get done at nine, go home, and crash. Now don't get me wrong, I love my job. I'm surrounded by the most amazing clothes I've ever seen twenty-four seven and get to help people look the best they can. But until I got my raise, I couldn't spare the time to look for Manic. I worked Monday through Saturday, and Sunday was a day of rest and church. And by rest, I mean that I crash on my bed for seven hours then spend the evening paying the bills.

So when I say I was ecstatic when my phone rang on Monday morning, and it wasn't my landlord or boss but an unknown number, believe me, I was on cloud nine. Praying that it wasn't a telemarketer, I answered the phone. "Hello?"

A loud crackling filled the audio box, and I could vaguely make out some kind of muffled conversation on the other end. "Uh- Tails! How do you work this thing again?"

I got really confused. Who was calling me? "Um, what?"

"So you just talk into this end?... And listen through this end?...Oh, don't give me that look, it's hard to figure out- Oh, it's upside down?... Okay, keep laughing, see if I care!"

Now bewildered and a little annoyed, I spoke up. "Is this a prank call? Because I have your number on my phone."

"Oh, um, no. I, uh, don't know what a prank call is, but this isn't one. Um, is this Sofia?"

"… Yes? Who's asking?"

"Um, this is Knuckles. We ran into each other about two weeks ago...? I'm a red echidna, I, uh, speak in the accent I am currently speaking in… You remember me, right? Because if not, I'm just going to push one of these chaos-cursed buttons and- what's the term?- uh, hang up. Hey, hey Tails! How do you hang up again?"

By this point, I was holding my sides and laughing my head off, tears forming in the corners of my eyes I was laughing so hard. "Knuckles! Yes, it's Sofia, and of course I remember you."

"Oh… this is awkward."

"No, it's hysterical!" I continued to laugh.

After a brief pause, a small chuckle came from his end, "I guess it is a little funny. As you can see, I'm not exactly… technology-minded, or whatever you call it."

I wiped a tear away and tucked the phone under my ear, grabbing my purse and heading out the door. "I'm on my way to work so we can talk while I ride the bus. My motorcycle is still in the shop."

"You drive a motorcycle?"

"Oh, right. You didn't see it. Yeah, I drive a motorcycle."

"Um… that's pretty… interesting."

"You don't believe me."

"Well, I don't disbelieve you but... I can't see you driving something like that."

"You'll have to see it to believe it." I smiled and reached the bus stop with little distractions.

Knuckles gave a small laugh, "Yeah, I guess I will. Anyway, I was… um..."

The bus pulled up in front of the stop, brakes squealing. The doors swung open with a hiss and I boarded the bus, flashing my pass at the driver. "You were what now?"

"Uh, well, I thought I should call you… because you gave me your number… and this is coming out wrong."

I smiled, "No, you're fine. In fact, I had almost forgot all about it."

Which was true...mostly. Okay, so maybe I did spend a few nights trying to figure out how I hadn't been able to predict him, but still, can you blame me? I pulled myself back into the present. "Anyway, what's up?"

"Oh, well, this is going to sound really stupid and probably a little weird."

"Okay…?"

"Long story short, my friends are trying to drag me to this lame GUN technology convention on Thursday and I'm trying to get out of it, and the only way was to say I had something at the same time. Well, I really don't and I can't stay at my friend's house during the the hour-long-techno-thingamajig, and I don't like lying to my friends so…"

I looked out the window at the passing pedestrians. "So…?" I pushed.

"So, I was wondering if you wanted to do something around lunchtime on Thursday."

My heart picked up pace a little for no apparent reason. "Oh, I'd love to, but I have work that day."

"Oh." He sounded disappointed.

"But... I have my lunch break from noon to one. That should be enough time to go to lunch, if we hurry."

"Oh!" Knuckles must have done something with his hands because a shuffling noise came from the other line. "Okay then… so um, where do you want to go?"

"There's a pretty nice sub place right across the mall from where I work. You could come to my work place and we'll walk over together when I get off my shift."

"Um… alright. I think that works. What time do you need to get back?"

"One o'clock." The bus screeched to a halt in front of the mall and I got out of the bus.

"Okay, where do you work?"

"I work at this small little boutique called Magnolia's Wardrobe in the mall. It's not difficult to find. It's on the second floor with the pink and yellow sign."

"Pink and yellow sign. Got it."

Pushing the doors open, I walked into the large mall lobby and entered the elevator, pressing the button for the second floor. "So, I'll see you then?"

"Yeah, I guess so. See you-"

"SONIC! SONIC! KNUCKLES HAS A DATE! HE'S GOING ON A DATE! SONIC!" A shrill voice rang out from the other line, making me wince slightly and withdrawing the phone from my ear.

Knuckles' furious voice responded immediately, "Wha- TAILS! WERE YOU LISTENING? YOU LITTLE- THIS IS NOT A DATE! YOU HEAR ME? NOT! A! DATE!" He turned his attention back to the phone, "Sorry, Sofia. I have to go. My friends are being idiots, as usual."

I could hear someone singing in the background, "Knuckles has a girlfriend, Knuckles has a girlfriend!" Knuckles started yelling something but it was cut off by the click. "SHUT UP, SONIC! TAILS, I SWEAR, I'M GONNA-"

Blushing slightly, I hurried off to work. At least now I have something to look forward to.

The week passed relatively quickly and Thursday seemed to sneak up on me. The minute my shift ended, I slipped into the employee restroom to freshen up, then went to wait for Knuckles in front of the store.

At noon on the dot, Knuckles walked around the corner. Once he caught sight of me he waved and I walked over to him, smiling. "Hey."

"Hey." He rubbed the back of his neck, "Listen, I wanted to apologize about the phone call. I was borrowing my friend's house phone and his little brother Tails was listening on the other end."

I smiled, "Don't you have a cell phone? I saw you pull it out."

"Yeah, but I... don't know how to use it very well. Tails was showing me how to use his house phone instead, the little smart-aleck." He shifted slightly and made a gesture with his hands, "So where's this sub place?"

"Follow me." The two of us walked into the elevator and went down to the first floor food court. Avoiding the lunch crowd, we ducked around to a large sandwich statue that had a sign reading 'Relish the Thought Sandwich Shop' where the toothpick should have been.

Knuckles raised an eyebrow at the sign, but didn't say anything. He held the door open and put his arm out in a, 'after you' gesture. I couldn't help but smile; it was rare to find such a gentleman.

The sub place was one of those, 'build your own sub or order one of our specials' kind of place, with tables and counters to sit at once you have your food. I actually liked these places because then I didn't have to worry about picking the meat off my sandwich and looking like a snob.

The cash register lady looked very bored and sounded even less excited to see us, "Welcome to Relish the Thought. What can I get for you?"

I looked at the menu, trying to decide if I should get a salad or the vegetarian sandwich. Knuckles was also pondering the menu, every once in a while shaking his head and mumbling to himself.

Finally I decided. "I'll have the Vegetarian sub and a water."

"Um…" Knuckles still looked a little indecisive, his arms crossed and eyes flickering. "Meat Lover's Special?" he asked. "And a cup of water."

"That will be $11.57. We accept cards or cash. Your food will be ready in a moment."

I pulled out my wallet, but Knuckles put a fist on my hands. "I'll pay. It's only right- I was the one who you asked you to come, after all." He pulled out a few dollars and gave it to the lady. We walked over and sat in a small booth, waiting for our food to arrive.

Knuckles looked a little embarrassed. "Sorry, I... don't eat out often."

"You're fine. I get it."

There was an awkward pause, then Knuckles nervously asked, "So… you're a vegetarian?"

"Yeah," I played with the zipper on my purse, "Let's just say my Uncle completely ruined meat for me."

"Oh… so you don't mind if I... um..."

"Eat meat?" I asked with a small smile.

"Yes."

I shrugged, "It's ruined for me, not other people. It's not that I'm against meat, it's just one of those things that's kinda lost its appeal. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah." He gave a grin, "You haven't eaten barbecue till you've had mine, though. Or at least that's what my friends tell me." Without any real reason, Knuckles pulled out about ten napkins out of the disposal on the table. He started to shift them around on the table, folding them here and there.

Confused and a little fascinated, I watched. After a few minutes I finally asked what he was doing.

"Oh, um, I'm not exactly sure." He frowned and folded a crease down on one of the thin papers. "I just know it can take a while for the food to get here, especially at the busy times of the day.."

"I know right?"

"Yeah."

Knuckles shuffled the origami napkins around the table, looking uncomfortable. I suddenly felt awkward, wringing my hands and staring at the floor, the two of us sitting in silence. I felt at a loss for what to say; why couldn't I think of anything?

"So…" started Knuckles, fiddling with a napkin.

"So…" I continued after him. Then silence.

Very awkward silence.

Knuckles was about to open his mouth to say something when the waitress appeared beside us with a tray of food. She set it down on the table with a smile, wishing us an enjoyable meal. Knuckles and I thanked her then dug in, both our spirits lifted by the break in our mutual awkwardness.

After we had started in on our food, it was like a new door had opened between the two of us. Making intelligent conversation suddenly became easy as pie, and I found myself liking Knuckles more and more with every minute I spent with him. Before I knew it, our food was all eaten and my watch was telling me that it was ten to one.

"It is? Already?" asked Knuckles.

"Yeah, I'm surprised too! Time flies, you know." I slung my purse over my shoulder and got up from the booth, ready to leave.

"Heh, yeah…" said Knuckles, rubbing the back of his head. "You wanna get going?"

"Probably. I'd better get back to work, my shift is starting in ten minutes."

Knuckles left a small tip on the table, and the two of us made our way out of the food court and back up to the second floor, chatting up a storm. I hardly noticed when we stopped in front of Magnolia's, and didn't really want to notice anyway. Hanging out with Knuckles just felt so… natural. I felt as comfortable around him as I was with Manic when we were kids.

"Well… we're here," said Knuckles, sounding as disappointed as I felt.

"Yeah…" I stared down at my shoes, once again unsure of what to say. Chaos, what was wrong with me? One minute everything is great, and the next my mouth decides to stop wor-

"We should do this again sometime."

I perked up, a smile spreading across my face like wildfire. "Yeah… we should!"

"You free next Thursday?"

I nodded. "That sounds good. I don't have anything going on then."

"Me either. So… see you then?"

"Sure!... call me?"

Knuckles looked momentarily surprised before his face lit up. "Y-yeah. I'll call you. If I can ever figure out how the phone works."

"Heh heh… you do that. See you Thursday." I waved goodbye and walked into Magnolia's. All the rest of that day, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.

Awwnn….I'm such a sucker for these two. *sigh*

Okay, now that I'm done with that, hope y'all enjoyed. Please tell us what y'all think of Knuckles and Sonia so far. So next up Manic which means Halo gets to start typing like crazy while I start on the next Sonic chapter. I'm hoping we can post them before school starts, but if not you will be getting an author's note update that explains what's going to happen this next year. DON'T PANIC.

Speaking about not panicking... IT'S THE 13TH CHAPTER AND NOTHING CRAZY BAD, HORRIBLE, TERRIBLE, OR MENTALLY SCARING HAPPENED. I need to go find a lucky penny and a four leaf shamrock right now or I'm going to go crazy or something bad is going to happen to me. 13 can not be a good chapter. It just can't! (I'm a little superstitious about 13... Don't ask why, I don't know. Hate 13.)

Also, I keep realizing that I keep forgetting to tell Manic and Rouge's love language! Seriously, it's overdue. So I'm just going to do it right now before I forget again. Just a reminder for the others before we get to them. Sonic and Amy is Acts of Service and Words of Affirmation; Knuckles and Sonia is Quality Time and Gift Giving.

As you may have guessed, Manic and Rouge are the 'Physical Touch' people… yay. Once again, this is rated PG. Sheesh, I have standards. So this where the hugs and hand holding and small kisses are coming in. Along with Physical Touch, they are also Gift Giving [How much money do you think they spend on that? If you guessed very little (cough cough, *NONE*, cough cough. Oh come on, they probably spend like… a dollar. Why spend a dollar when you could steal one? Um…. why run for President when you know you'll destroy the country? People are weird.), then you get a cookie.]. Mostly stolen merchandise and other… souvenirs. Although, Manic doesn't really like jewels so this is going to be very interesting/hilarious.

Anyway, hope you have a great day and hope you enjoyed. Review please!