Mistletoe
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters present in this story.
Character(s): Knuckles, Sonic, and Amy
Watching Sonic stumble around was quite amusing, at least from Knuckles' vantage point. You saw a side of him rarely seen otherwise; the nervous stuttering, the barely-noticeable blush, and the slight trembling were – no doubt – the complete opposite of the quick-witted, skilled, fearless hero everyone had come to know as Sonic The Hedgehog. He now no longer possessed any of those traits, his words deliberate and spoken with hesitation, a gleam of apprehension sparking in his emerald eyes as they anxiously flitted back and forth, his focus constantly wavering between the rest of the room and her.
She was one of the only things that could make him this way, that made him trip over his own words in haste as he embarrassingly gazed at the floor as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. At this point, the other Sonic – the one that always had put a brave face on in the face of danger, laughed right in death's face, and won every battle of wit – had long since left the building, leaving his other half alone to deal with her.
Now, all that was left was this stripped-down version of his rival, his confident facade fading as this oblivious, naive kid took over his thoughts and actions. It was in these moments that one could tell that beneath the surface, the hedgehog still didn't know what to do when it came to matters of love. Partly because he hadn't much experience, and partly because he was just dense; for the first few years that they had known each other, Sonic didn't detect her crush on him even when everyone else could. It was that obvious before, and it's still that obvious now.
He knows now, but knowing is only half the battle; whatever the other half was, who knew? Although he better find out quickly, for she was doing a good job of backing him up into the corner, leaving him no room to make a break for it; she had dealt with her fair shares of quick getaways, so she was no stranger to his distraction tactics, none of which would help him now.
A part of Knuckles just wanted him to get it over with. It was just one quick kiss. How a small, measly plant effortlessly commands two people to kiss he will never know, but why waste time fighting it? Still the blue hedgehog was looking for an out, an escape the other pink hedgehog wouldn't allow him; just by one glance, you could tell that she wouldn't let him get away without at least one kiss, no matter what he said or did.
Eventually, he did agree to a kiss, but only if it was a short, short one. Leaning forward hesitantly, he allowed Amy to kiss him, at which point everyone in the room cheered, barring a few select individuals. Knuckles couldn't tell exactly what the hedgehog's reaction to the kiss was; after the two hedgehogs separated, he wore an unreadable expression that revealed nothing about his thoughts and feelings.
On the contrary, his behavior after everyone's attention diverted away from him may have said everything that needed to be said; rather than return to the energetic, lively personality exemplified before he was cornered, Sonic was much more quiet, more thoughtful. Also, he kept shooting glances at the pink hedgehog; Knuckles couldn't read the emotion present in his eyes as he regarded her, but it certainly wasn't one of hate, fear, or disgust.
Knuckles decided to pester him about it all later, although currently he felt he could make an accurate assumption just based on what he's seen. He smirked. It seems like Amy might soon get what she wants after all.
Smokestep: I'm so sorry that all these chapters are so later – and getting late and later it seems. Believe me, I try to publish them early, but some days it feels nearly impossible to accomplish that. Either way, thanks for reading; I hope you enjoyed! If you have any criticism/praise for me, I'd really appreciate it if you left it in a review. I'll see you guys tomorrow at the next installment.
Response To Reviews:
Twin-books: Well, let's try to be logical about this, shan't we? Winter is colder than summer, spring, and fall – at least where I live – so the reason she's not hot then is maybe because the two temperatures counteract one another. By herself, she's fine, temperature-wise, while winter's temperature drop doesn't exactly affect her because of her body's resistance. However, in summer, instead of forces working against each other, we have two that add up: her internal temp and the external temp, making it hotter than what is comfortable. As for the hugs, I assume that it would feel like a normal one, since everything with Blaze's control over fire is internal, rather than external – at least until she uses it externally. But since she is just relaxing, she's not releasing any heat; therefore, through touching her, you wouldn't feel anything out of the ordinary. Anyhow, you already know how I feel about reviews and whatnot; either way, though, thanks for taking your time to leave one on the last chapter!