"Hey Blaze, do you want to get some ice cream?"

"You are so naive," Silver doesn't even register that line anymore.

"All else aside, I can't. I have a makeup project for Home-Ec since I failed the test." The teacher recognized she was trying but was cursed to burn everything so gave her an at home assignment to cover for failed assignment. She had hinted she should just ask someone else to do it but Blaze wouldn't have that.

"If you need any help," Silver offered. He cringed as he imagined Blaze burning her house down.

"Don't worry I can do this."

The cat slipped her bag on and maneuvered through the school. She turned around the many corners to the front door. She groaned at the one sight she did not welcome. It was Sally and her friends. Judging by the absence in their ranks they were waiting on the Walrus. Blaze steeled herself to walk past.

"Hey isn't that your sister Sally?" The blue hedgehog said as she walked past.

"I don't know her." She quickened her pace short of a run when laughter broke out behind her.

Blaze doesn't even know why she maintains that lie after all this time. Wait, it's because she fucking annoyed by Rouge and Sally. Rouge tormented her for enjoyment and Sally torments her under the guise of help. Blaze slowed but stopped as Sally ran up in front of her.

"I'm going to show them your kitten pictures." Sally ran back to her little gang near the front of the entrance.

"She has those because we are neighbors!" Blaze ran before she could hear anymore laughter. The cat sprinted down the street to their flat.

The way was very familiar and Blaze was under the grip of embarrassment. She found herself there before she was short of breath. Blaze turned the door knob but it was locked. Meaning Rouge was home.

Blaze used her key and was inside. Rouge was lying on the couch watching her soap operas. Sally and Blaze found them to be drivel so Rouge typically watched them when she was home alone to appease them.

"Baby Brother you're home, when's my other brother going to be here."

Blaze had long since, Sally was always proud of it, built an immunity to Rouge's jab at her sister's masculinity and lack of femininity.

"Sally's with her clique and will be home when she's home." Blaze suppose running into Rouge, her motley crew of boyfriends, and other idiots would have been worse.

Rouge hummed and went back to her Soaps. Blaze went to the stove with her recipe in hand. Rouge took note of this and panicked.

"Blaze you know you are banned from cooking, bad kitty." Rouge waved a finger. If Rouge wasn't bigger and older, Blaze would have slapped her.

"This is for Home-Ec. If I don't do it, I fail." Her tails swished impatiently.

"Why did you take that class?"

"To get better at cooking."

"That was a lost cause. Even Sally has realized that. I mean that's like if I tried teaching either of you how to apply makeup. Some things just can't be taught to some people."

Sally walked in on that moment before Blaze could respond. Rouge snatched the piece of paper from Blaze's hand. Blaze tried to take it back but Rouge clearly had the advantage in their game of tug a war.

"Hey," Sally stepped forward to fulfill her self appointed role of mediator.

"Blaze is trying to cook this." Sally was now on Rouge's side. Sally grabbed Blaze's waist and pulled her away.

"It's for Home-Ec! I have to bring it in tomorrow." Blaze's ear were flat against her skull.

"Rouge and I will cook it."

"Now? It's getting good on my show."

"Do you want Blaze to cook."

"Fine." Blaze's elder sisters read the recipe and the cat huffed. Realizing she lost she at least took the opportunity to have the TV all to herself. She changed the channel to some tragedy drama and leaned forward in her seat.