I kind of had a word dump on this chapter. I also rushed through it and wasn't really paying that much attention so as you can see I'm not all that happy about this chapter. I'm sorry if it's not to your liking. I was tired when I was writing it, which I know is a stupid thing to do, but I really wanted to write this story so...

All grammar and spelling errors are completely my fault.

Disclaimer: Sonic and his friends belong to SEGA. Chelsea belongs to me.

Oh and happy Father's Day!

Chapter 7: Gloves

It's been a few weeks since the transformation of the three hedgehogs. Every day from then was quite normal, just the usual bickering and nagging from Chelsea and the constant teenage hormonal actions for Sonic, Shadow and Silver. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Chelsea was walking to the living room with a basket full of clothes fresh out of the drier. It was very heavy for her and she stumbled a lot on her way to the couch. She had fallen a few times, in the past, and always felt like a total failure when one of the boys had to carry it for her. So this time, she was determined to make it to the couch without trouble like a real mother. Her grip on the basket was so tight her knuckles turned a light brown. The mountain of clothes was in her face so looking to see where she was wasn't very easy. Chelsea's tongue stuck out in determination. She squeaked when she took a few steps back because of the laundry basket. She blew a relieved sigh after a few moments and continued slowly walking toward her destination. Chelsea looked to her sided and recognized the burgundy walls of her living room. She was almost there; just a few more steps and she'll be at home base. With her spirits uplifted she continued. Everything was going well when she then walked straight into her living room table. Chelsea jerked forward and tightened her grip. She closed her eyes waiting to hit the floor. When she felt nothing she opened her eyes and found herself still standing upright. She laughed warily and smiled. The table didn't make her fall, and it even stopped her from it. Then she realized something. She was right in front of her couch. Chelsea dropped the basket on the glass table and plopped herself on it. She fist pumped in the air in victory. She did it all by herself. With a big, relived, sigh she started to fold the laundry with a stupid smile on her face.

She folded and folded and folded for about a good 20 minutes until she stopped. She looked at white sock in her hands. A twisted look of horror and confusion was plastered on her face.

Holy cow!

She picked it up with one hand and observed it like it was an alien. The thing was the size of her head. She knew Sonic characters had big feet but this wasn't even- did bigfoot leave his sock or something? Chelsea blinked multiple times before cautiously folding it and setting it down.

She silently prayed their gloves weren't as huge.

A few more giant socks made their ways to the pile and then the basket was empty. "That's weird. There were no gloves in the basket. Now that I think about it, I've never seen their gloves in the basket. I would think…oh eww! They don't wash their gloves?" A look of disgust made its way to her face. Why wouldn't they wash their gloves? They had them on 24/7. Just the thought of it made her want to puke. She would never admit this but Chelsea was a neat freak and everyone knew that. She wasn't crazy about it she just bugged people about the subject of cleanliness, but this was absolutely unacceptable. This ended now.

"Speedy, Shady, and Silvy, come here please." Her sweet voice dripped with malice. She was waiting for the right moment to lash out at them.

Soon enough, the three brothers stood before her. Shadow glared at her while Sonic gave her a not so happy face. Silver on the other hand fiddled with her phone. He was fascinated by the iPhone. He'd never seen one before and when she presented it to him he was all over it. There wasn't a day where she hasn't seen him without it. She smiled at him. He looked like a four year old with a new toy. He was just too adorable. All the thoughts suddenly disappeared and her face fell. He was holding the iPhone with gloves that haven't been washed in ages. She would bleach the phone later.

Chelsea was sent out of her thoughts when she heard Sonic snapping his fingers and rudely say, "Hey mom! We're here. Now whadd'a want?" Chelsea placed a hand on her hip and frowned. "Why are you so peeved?" she asked a little pissed off herself. He needed to check his attitude. Before Sonic could answer Shadow hissed, "We told not to call us that." He gave her a colder glare and crossed his arms when she laughed.

At least I know a way to annoy them.

She put on a mask of sorrow on her face when she realized laughing didn't help the situation. She then sweetly said, "I'm sorry I didn't know it upset you guys. Please forgive me." Chelsea held her head down. She peaked up and saw Shadow uncross his arms and Sonic smile a bit. Silver was still oblivious to the whole ordeal. Sonic his hand dismissively and sighed, "It's nothing mom. Just try to use our real names from now on."

"Alright" she smiled innocently.

Silence went about the room before Shadow rolled his eyes and asked, "Mother, you called for us?"

Chelsea's eyes popped open. She completely forgot about the glove problem. "You guys are totally disgusting."

Sonic fidgeted a little before taking a step forward. Offended he exclaimed "What do mean?"

"Let me see your gloves."

"What!"

The attention of all three hedgehogs was now on the young woman. They had looks of disbelief. Chelsea only narrowed her eyes at them. "Did I stutter?"

Silver set the phone down cocked his head to the right. Why in the world would she want our gloves? Sonic was subconsciously playing with his gloves and staring at Chelsea with a weird look. She's gotta be joking. Shadow crossed his arms and his ruby eyes were wide and his mouth hung open before he shut it closed. Is this woman crazy?

Chelsea shifted her weight to her right leg and held her hand out. When no movement was made from the three she rolled her eyes and impatiently said, "Umm hello? I told you to give me your gloves."

Silver was the first to regain his voice. "I don't mean to sound rude but why do you want our gloves?"

"Think about this. When was the last time you three washed them?"

Sonic blinked and stuttered a bit in surprise. "Wha?"

"When was the last time you cleaned your gloves?" Chelsea said with a high whine.

Shadow stepped in. "We-we haven't ever-"

"My point exactly. You guys have never washed your gloves and that's absolutely disgusting. Now give them to me so I can wash them." Chelsea stuck her hand out to them once more. The three hedgehogs stepped back. She raised an eyebrow at them. They were looking at her like they just found out she was some type of serial killer. What was so bad about taking their gloves off? "What's the matter with you guys? Just take your gloves off."

"What will we wear when they're being washed?" Sonic said.

"Huh? Why do you need to wear something? I'm going to give them back soon. Why is this a problem? Give me the gloves." Sonic, Shadow and Silver just stood there with petrified looks. They glanced at one another before sighing. Slowly and obviously uncomfortably they took off their gloves. Hesitantly they placed the placed their gloves in Chelsea's hands. They backed away and played with their bare hands nervously. They never took their eyes off the floor.

Chelsea looked puzzled. Why were they acting so…so…ashamed? She cocked her head when she saw that all of them had blushes on their muzzles. "What's wrong? Why are you so bent on having your gloves on?" Silver looked up at her and quickly glued his eyes back to the floor. He shifted before he bashfully answered, "Well, because- We're not used to taking our gloves off and it kinda makes us feel…"

"What?"

"Umm…"

"Come on Silvy. I'll never know unless you tell me," Chelsea urged.

"It kind of makes us feel…naked."

Chelsea looked at the three hedgehogs. Her mouth twisted and turned and then she burst out laughing. She threw her heads back in laughter. This was so funny to her. Naked?

All of their blushes grew a shade deeper but Sonic's seemed to be rosier. This was very embarrassing and he didn't appreciate her laughing about it. Feeling naked wasn't something that anyone should laugh about. "H-hey! That's not funny mom. This is really embarrassing!" he cried.

The young woman held her stomach and tried to calm herself down. She was still laughing but she managed to say "Oh…oh I-I'm sorry…K-k…honey it's just that-," she out a hand over her mouth and then shouted, "naked!" Chelsea laughed harder. She gasped for breath as she was now silently laughing. Basically she looked like a retarded seal. Sonic was now red with anger and embarrassment. He grunted angrily and turned his back on her. The azure hedgehog crossed his arms and muttered curses.

Shadow looked at Chelsea with a cold hard glare. It looked like he was trying to shoot lasers out of his eyes. He wished he could too. His bare hands were clenched and he showed his canines as his temper grew and his blush. This was very uncomfortable for him and his brothers and, there was their mother laughing at them when she's supposed to make them feel better. He narrowed his eyes in anger. He shouted "Mother I don't find this humorous." He relaxed a bit when Chelsea looked at him and quieted. He thought he got through to her. His face fell and he scowled when she only laughed harder. "This is absurd," he growled to Sonic and Silver. They nodded and glared along with Shadow at their mother.

Chelsea finally calmed
down and wiped the tears out of her eyes. This was way too funny. She chuckled when she saw them glare at her. The gloves in her hands were now set in the basket. She rolled her eyes. "Oh stop pouting. I'll buy you more gloves later so don't get your invincible underwear in a bunch. I'm sorry I laughed okay, but I don't understand why you would feel naked. I mean you walk around the house with no clothes on already so you're already naked. I just don't see how taking your gloves off makes you feel naked."

"It just does mom," Silver said placing his hands on her hips. (Their blushes are gone.)

"It's like us telling you to take your shirt off, it's just unusual," Shadow spat.

"Yeah, how would you feel if we came up to you and said 'Hey mom can you take your shirt off?' huh," Sonic huffed.

Chelsea blinked and said "I would ask why but then I'll just give you my shirt. I wouldn't feel embarrassed."

The azure hedgehog scoffed, "You're just saying that."

"No I'm not."

Shadows smirked, "Then take off your shirt mother."

Chelsea shrugged and replied with a simple "Okay." She grabbed the ends of her purple tank top and started pulling it off. Sonic, Shadow and Silver's eyes grew wide and they shouted "Stop! We were just joking." They held out there palms to stop her with blushes back in full vigor. When Chelsea was just about to reveal her bra she lowered her shirt and straightened it out. With another shrug she ignored the terrified faces and walked off with the gloves.

That'll show them. She thought with a smirk of victory.

Silver stared at where Chelsea walked off. His mouth hung open. He pointed a shaky finger towards her.

"Di-did she just- but that's not- she would never- but –wha- why would she-" Silver started but Sonic cut him off patting his back. "I don't know Silvs. I don't know." Shadow sighed and rubbed his temples. He shook his head and smirked. Although she was irritating he couldn't help but give the woman credit. She had guts, something he admired.

"All I know is that I feel naked, humiliated, and we're stuck with a mother who is willing to take her shirt off just to prove a point. I'm certain she's gone insane."

The other two just nodded agreeing fully with the statement.

Chelsea dug in her purse, making sure her wallet was in there. She hummed to herself. Her eyes lit up in happiness when she found the black and grey, Coach, wallet. She put her purse on her shoulder and went to her room to get her keys. Chelsea grabbed them and went downstairs to the front door.

"Where are you going mom?"

She turned her head and saw Silver with Sonic. Chelsea smiled and said "Oh, I'm just going to the store to buy you more gloves."

Silver nodded and picked at the freshly cleaned white cotton on his hands. He definitely didn't want the previous issue coming back up ever again. He was about to walk away when he heard Sonic ask, "Can we come?" Silver smiled at the question and turned to look back at Chelsea with expecting eyes. He frowned when she replied with a stiff 'no'. Why couldn't they go with her? They weren't on punishment or anything. They never got to go out of the house. Now that he thought about it, they never went out of the house. Only Chelsea did. Why was that? Silver felt a little miffed at the subject. He didn't know why though. He cocked his head to the side with his face scrunched up. "Why not?"

Chelsea's smile faltered for a second but both hedgehogs caught it. She seemed to have paled a bit. She quietly answered, "Because you don't need to." Her grip tightened on the door knob.

Sonic nodded and watched as her leave. When the door shut close he immediately looked at Silver. Silver looked back at him.

"Did you notice that?"

"Yeah. She was acting a bit strange."

There was something wrong. Sonic knew her and there was something more than just the fact that they didn't need to go. Even if they didn't need to go they still could've gone with her regardless. They've been stuck inside this house for who knows how long and they haven't been out once. Well if you didn't count the backyard but that was fenced. They couldn't see anyone or anything. Why? Was it because they were different? He knew they were different. It was really obvious. I mean he had blue fur and she had brown skin like all those other people on the TV. But other people were different too. Some people had peach skin and they were allowed to go outside and to malls and other stuff like that so why weren't they. He was pretty sure there were other people like him too. Weren't there? He's never seen them on TV but if they were here there had to be others with fur to, right? He's never really thought about it though. Why didn't he see others like him and his brothers? Sonic shook his head. All this thinking was giving him a headache. He would think about it later. Maybe some TV would do the trick.

"Why do you think we couldn't go with her Sonic?"

Silver's question snapped Sonic out of his daze. The azure male shrugged nonchalantly and started walking. He didn't know where though. Silver followed him.

"I don't know Silvs. We can ask Shadow later. He probably knows. Just don't worry about it." Sonic found himself wondering if his last sentence was for Silver or himself.

Chelsea speed walked to her car. They finally asked the question. Well maybe not directly but she could tell they were trying to answer it. How could she tell them that if anyone saw them, three famous cartoon characters, the nation would go berserk? She didn't even want think about the paparazzi. She's heard too many stories about them getting to excited and eventually killing their poor victim. It hasn't even been six months and they're already asking her if they can go out. Chelsea gripped her steering wheel. She couldn't lie to them. They would see right through her. At the front door Sonic and Silver gave her weird looks and she wasn't even fully lying. Shadow would break her right on the spot. She's gotten used to his glares but she had to admit, she sometimes felt intimidated around him.

Chelsea blinked when she found herself in front of the mall. She parked and relaxed in her seat. She didn't realize she was so tense. Chelsea tiredly exhaled and got out of her car.

If I needed to buy white huge gloves, where would I go?

"I'm home!"

The 22 year old closed the door behind her with a huff. Finding gloves was harder than it sounded. Especially if you needed to find three pairs that X-tra large. The yellow bag that contained the gloves was put on the living room tables and Chelsea plopped herself on the couch, spreading her legs out. Her feet ached terribly and she might've developed a migraine. She put a hand to her head and rubbed it. At least it was tolerable. Chelsea closed her eyes. Maybe a quick nap would heal her.

"Mom!"

Or we could skip the nap.

The dark skinned woman opened her eyes. She didn't see anybody near her so she shouted, "Yes Sonic!?"

"Could you come upstairs!?"

Chelsea groaned. Why did she have to move? Couldn't she just stay here?

"Do I have to!?"

"Yes please!"

With another loud groan she lifted herself off the couch and walked sluggishly to the voice's owner. She mumbled curses when she almost missed a step. At least Sonic asked her nicely.

Chelsea rubbed her eyes trying to get rid of the sleep but it wasn't helping. Climbing the stairs made her migraine worsen too. She saw Sonic, Shadow and Silver in her room looking at her with serious faces. Not paying much attention to them she continued to rub one of her eyes as she leaned on the door frame. "I got you guys' new sets of gloves today so you'll always have one on when I'm washing the other pairs" she said after a yawn.

Sonic tried to smile at her but it ultimately failed. Chelsea still was too focused on her migraine to notice the stiff mood of the three hedgies. She yawned again and put an arm underneath the arm rubbing her eye. She lightly tapped her foot; she was getting a bit irritated. "Baby, I've got a migraine so could you tell me why you called for me?"

"Mom, why are we on TV?"

Thank you for reading. R&R

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