Chapter 29
We Care No Matter What You Are
"He said he didn't want any dinner?" Bernadette asked.
Jules nodded. Bernadette was at the stove, cooking something for dinner.
"Something is wrong with him. I can sense it," Jules said.
"Well, I don't care what he says, he is going to have some dinner and that's final," Bernadette said.
Bernadette walked out of the kitchen and toward Sonic's room. The door was shut tight and she heard muffled screams coming from inside.
"Sonic, are you alright?" Bernadette asked.
Sonic looked over at the door and his eyes widened in fear. His Mum would come in here and see him. And he was too weak to do anything at the moment. Sonic looked over at the table and saw his note he had written to his parents. There was a small messy bit in it from where his hand had started to jerk and begin its growth. He picked it up and held it in his hands.
I guess I have to go, again, Sonic thought.
Sonic put the note back on the desk and walked over to the window. Sonic looked through it and growled. It was too small for him to climb out of. He couldn't get out. The only way to get out was to go out through the front door, but he didn't want to make an appearance like this to his parents. Sonic heard a soft click with his ears and knew that his Mother was getting ready to open the door.
"Sonic?" Bernadette asked.
Sonic looked around his room to see if he could find a hiding place. But there was none that would be large enough for his size. The door opened and Sonic braced himself for what was to come.
Bernadette opened the door and stared in horror at what was in her son's room. It was a large wolf-like creature that looked almost like a hedgehog. Sonic turned around and saw his Mother staring at him in fright. Bernadette saw Sonic's gloves and sneakers ripped to shreds on the floor and gasped. She opened her mouth about to scream for Jules but Sonic stretched his arm out and put his hand over her mouth before even a whisper escaped it. Sonic sighed and looked at the floor.
His clawed feet were standing on his ripped sneakers and gloves. Bernadette saw the note on Sonic's desk and pushed his hand off her mouth. Bernadette walked over to the desk and picked up the note. Sonic bit his lip and realised he had just cut it with his fangs.
"What is this?" Bernadette asked.
Bernadette read the note and gasped. She looked up at Sonic and saw his eyes were the same colour as Sonic's.
"Sonic, is that you?" Bernadette asked.
Sonic whimpered, then, nodded his head.
"Oh, my poor little boy!" she exclaimed.
Bernadette hugged Sonic in a tight embrace and Sonic just stared into space. He whimpered some more and Bernadette stopped hugging him.
"Oh, Sonic, is this why you ran away from us?" Bernadette asked.
Sonic nodded his head and looked from the window to the door.
"Bernie, what's wrong with Sonic?" Jules called from the hallway.
"I'll go tell Jules about you so he doesn't have to get into protective mode, okay," Bernadette told Sonic.
Sonic nodded his head, glumly and walked toward his bed. Sonic sat down on his bed and felt the springs droop underneath all his weight. He grumbled and folded his arms. Bernadette smiled and walked out of Sonic's room to find Jules. He was standing a few metres away from the door and was looking at Bernadette in fear.
"What's wrong with him?" Jules asked.
"You know that talk you had with him before?" Bernadette asked.
Jules nodded.
"What about it?" he asked.
"Well, Sonic is …" Bernadette was cut off when they heard a loud smash from Sonic's room and roar of anger.
Jules and Bernadette rushed to their son's open door and saw Sonic standing next to a smashed red guitar. Jules got in front of Bernadette because when he saw Sonic's clothes ripped on the floor he knew that this thing had probably hurt him. Sonic whimpered and Bernadette ran over to Sonic.
"Don't worry, we can get you a new guitar," Bernadette said.
"Bernie, what are you doing?" Jules asked.
"Jules, this is why Sonic was so cautious around us," Bernadette said. "This was why he ran away."
"Sonic, is that … oh, sorry, son," Jules said.
Sonic tilted his head in confusion.
"In the talk we had I didn't realise that this was what you were going through. Every full moon you turn into a Were … hog and I'm a robot forever," Jules explained. "I didn't realise that it was this … bad. Sorry, Sonic."
Sonic shook his head and his ears folded back. He pointed at himself and did an action of himself roaring and howling, but quietly. Then, he stopped and looked at his parents to see if they understood. They understood that he was the one that had attacked Echidnaopolis. But they knew it wasn't his fault, it was whatever was inside him.
"Don't worry, Sonic, we will love and care about you no matter what you look like. You're our son and that means more to us than whatever this werewolf thing does to your form," Bernadette explained.
Sonic looked at his parents and he smiled. His ears went back to face them and he smelt smoke coming from the kitchen. Sonic's eyes widened and he ran past his parents and into the kitchen. Jules and Bernadette followed and saw that their dinner was on fire.
"I forgot to turn off the stove when I went to check on you!" Bernadette exclaimed.
Sonic grunted and looked around to see if he could find a fire-extinguisher. Sonic saw one beside the fridge and ran over to it and opened the lid and let the water come out and spray over the fire. Once all the water was sprayed out, the fire was extinguished and Sonic was panting and was wet all over. His fur was wet and he shook himself to try and dry himself. All the water came off his fur and it puffed up. Sonic huffed and threw the fire-extinguisher to the side and collapsed onto the ground. He sighed and scratched his ear.
"Looks like we'll be having chilidogs for dinner, then," Bernadette said.
Sonic's ears perked up and he smiled. Bernadette and Jules smiled also. He hadn't wished on telling his parents, but maybe having them know will give him extra support for his battle against the werewolf inside him.