I worked super hard on this chapter and I think it's my best one yet. I might revise the other chapters later because now that I look back on it, they're not all that great.
All grammar and spelling errors are completely my fault. Correct me please.
Disclaimer: Sonic and his friends belong to SEGA. Chelsea belongs to me.
Chapter 9: The Next Day
The morning broke hard. The sunlight peeked out the burgundy curtains that were repetitively teased by the blowing breeze. The silhouettes, from the bodies lying on the bed, moved sluggishly around constantly clashing and moving together. The mattress' springs screeched from the weight.
The burning day star's blaze slammed onto, silver metal colored, eyelids. A light crimson color replaced the comforting black inside the movable folds of skin. Silver scrunched his face and in irritation before turning his head in the soft, lavender sheets. He huffed in annoyance; he certainly couldn't breathe this way. He pondered on the dilemma before a light bulb seemed to illuminate above his head. Constructively, he rotated to his side and instantly found relief away from the uninviting light.
Silver's short, black, and shiny schnozzle whiffed the familiar scent of warm cinnamon. He snuggled closer to the sweet smelling aroma and found himself against stretched skin under wrinkled cotton. He felt the lent tickle his nose which caused a feeling of needing to sneeze. Silver tilted his noggin, downward and sighed in relief when the tingling feeling in his nose went away. It was too early to be truly awake.
The metallic colored hedgehog nuzzled his way back against the cotton, careful to position his nose in a certain way to avoid sneezing, and wrapped his arms around the body. He could feel the indent in the skin of where the spine was if he pressed his muzzle hard enough. A peaceful grin made its way across Silver's face. The smell of his mother filled his nostrils, which put him in a daze, and her steady breathing sounded as a lullaby to him. Before falling asleep he quietly prayed to The Holy One, thanking Him for protecting everyone throughout the night and letting another glorious day appear.
It was 12:23 and the afternoon sun was blazing. The curtains could no longer restrict most of the warm sunlight. The usual dull green paint on the walls was currently a lime green tone like fresh paint was applied that day. The unstained hearts glowed with an almost blinding white with a yellow tint from the sun. The fiery star shone brightly throughout the room and on the sleeping forms, pleading to be known. It could no longer be disregarded.
A peach arm dragged its way upwards and draped across, what seemed to be, the verge of a hip. The possessor of the limb was unconscious until the very same arm collided with two others. Azure eyelids unfolded only halfway to reveal lazy green orbs.
Sonic shut his eyes away from the blinding light. He buried his head in between something furry and smooth in attempt to lose consciousness again. He exhaled, surrendering his fruitless attempt in sleeping. Accepting defeat he rubbed his eyes with, a free hand, and turned on his back side to release his other.
A grunt of surprise escaped the blue hedgehog's coral pink lips. Underneath, he felt something rub against his spine in an uncomfortable fashion. Sonic shifted and rolled back into his original position, on his side, to relieve himself of the discomforting sensation upon his back. He shrugged off the feeling and stared straight ahead.
The azure male came face to face with his mother. He lightly chuckled at her positioning. Her cheek almost overlapped her left eye from the pressure she put on it. The action made her lips push out to an, almost, duck face appearance. Carefully, his hand made its way to remove a piece of her ebony hair away from her squished face.
Chelsea's face twitched. The piece of hair that was removed from across her nose gave her a slight tickle. Sonic snatched his hand back, to his chest, in fear of waking her up. Luckily for him the she stayed in her unconscious state. He sighed; the feeling of waking her up wasn't something he wanted on his conscious. He already had a mountain of things to deal with.
"Are you trying to wake her up faker?"
Sonic forest green eyes flashed towards the origin of the deep voice. He looked to see Shadow with his head laying on one of the pillows and turned to the right. His eyes were shut and a light scowl was placed on his features than his usual deep one. Sonic propped himself, gently, on his elbows and saw the dark hedgehogs left arm firmly around Silver's shoulder and Chelsea's waist. His head turned 180˚ to find his other arm lying where he had been.
That's probably what I laid on.
The ocean blue male lied back down. He replied with a subtle apology.
"You should be."
Sonic just merely snuggled closer. The threat was, he thought, supposed to make him flinch or cower in fear but the sleepy tone it had to it betrayed its purpose. He then wondered how Shadow would've known what he was doing. Sonic saw Chelsea's head on the furry white contrast of chest hair and her body lying on top of his. It took a moment or two but it finally clicked. He must've felt her face twitch. Congratulating himself on his stupendous thinking skills, Sonic rubbed his nose in the cocky way he did when in victory; if you would call this a winning situation. The small achievement was soon cut short when he heard the darker hedgehog.
"We should get up anyway. It's…" Shadow craned his neck, over the head on his chest, trying to find the nearby digital clock. When he found the timepiece he read the florid fuchsia, "12:31."
Sonic groaned and grabbed a pillow; he shoved it on top of his head to show his annoyance. He was awake but that didn't mean he wanted to get out of bed. To him, this was always the hardest part of the day.
Unknown to Sonic, his defiance caused him to hit an unsuspecting person with the pillow. The lavender coated cotton bashed onto Chelsea's head. She bolted straight up in surprise. Her hair was scattered about, messily, on her head and her eyes were wide with alarm. She sputtered incoherent words and her head moved side to side like she was watching a tennis match.
Silver awoke from the sudden jerk he felt. He blinked and propped himself on his hands. He yawned and stretched a hand out to get the blood flowing again. His light salmon colored lips smacked together, and Silver grimaced at the taste in his mouth. All of sudden he looked into disturbed chocolate irises. They moved back as quickly as they arrived and was followed by an ear-splitting scream. Silver jolted back in alarm, letting out a cry himself. Next thing he knew he was on the floor with an ache in his rump and a purple sheet covering his head.
Shadow growled in acridity and quickly sat up ready to beset the blue male with all of his being. Unfortunately for him he sat up too quickly for his own good. He collided into his mother's head causing him to retract his head back to the bed; putting a hand on his forehead he gritted his teeth in agony. A distressed grunt came out as he rubbed the stinging bump on the top of his head. He would make Sonic pay.
Sonic observed the three from a safe distance. The starter of all the commotion was at the doorway; standing with his hand rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. After Shadow sat up he decided it wouldn't do him harm to stand away from the angry hedgehog. He valued his life and when he infuriated his older brother, he mildly feared for it.
The azure hedgehog chuckled nervously when glares were sent his way. He inched towards the stairs which were, luckily for him, right out the door.
If they show any signs of aggression, make a break for it.
"Blue hedgehog, you better have a good reason for causing this mess," Shadow growled with barely contained rage. They just woke up and they were already paying the consequences for Sonic's actions.
"Sorry but, y-you guys should know by now when I wake up I'm not functioning properly."
"You're never functioning properly Sonic," Silver huffed gripping the sheets on top of him and then ripping it off his head. He was defiantly not pleased he was woken up so dynamically.
"Hey!"
"He's right," Shadow added with a growl.
"That's not nice"
"If you would've just gotten up peacefully, like I asked you earlier, we wouldn't be in this mess."
"I said I was sorry."
"I don't believe you," Silver spat.
In the room you could feel the tension building between the three hedgehogs. Two against at one; all of them glaring with vexation and bile. Sonic's hands were balled up into shaking fists and his jaws were locked tight. Silver had the purple, cotton, sheets in his grasp and he looked like he was about to tear it into two. Shadow also had a hand balled up into a serried fist in front of him. He too had his arm around Chelsea's waist, who sat next to him, securely.
Chelsea winced. The grip Shadow had on her tightened every second and she was finding it hard to breathe; the intensity level of the room didn't help either. Her face twisted into one with discomfort. She put a hand on the ebony hedgehog's forearm and tried pushing it away trying to give him a hint about her inquietude. Her shoulder's dropped in displeasure when Shadow didn't even make an effort to loosen his hold on her. She tried a bolder approach and attempted to move away. It idea was found unprosperous. Right now she felt like one of those anger balls you squeeze when you need to let off steam.
The young woman huffed placing her forehead in between her thumb and pointer finger. She was tired, annoyed and miffed and she's only been up for ten minutes.
"Could you guys calm down? I really don't feel like solving problems right now and Shadow could you please let go of me. I can't breathe."
Said hedgehog withdrew his arm almost instantly. He muttered an apology soon after. The other two hedgehogs let go of most of their anger but you could feel the lingering malice.
Awkward silence filled the room. Chelsea looked at all the hedgehogs, which were in a daze, before bouncing off the mattress. The horrendous squeak made them jump seeming to snap them back to reality. Chelsea stood up scratching her scalp and then fixing her hair. A soft smile teased her lips as they looked at her questioningly.
"Is anyone hungry?"
Chelsea scraped the metal pan with the non-stick spatula. The eggs fell delicately on the, off white, plate next to two strips of bacon. She toted the dish to the dining table and placed it alongside two others. She set the table and placed the dishes in their appropriate spots; according to portion. With a satisfied nod she called out, "Breakfast is ready!"
"Coming!"
Two, black and blue, hedgehogs sauntered down the stairs while one came from the family room. Each one seated themselves in their typical spots.
Sonic gazed, puzzled, at the common breakfast plate. He looked at Chelsea with honest curiosity and questioned, "Why are we eating breakfast? It's like, in the afternoon."
The young mother grabbed the used pan. She silently sang the pop song coming from the purple headphones in her ears. She stood there, washing the saucepan, oblivious to the azure hedgehog's question. Chelsea heard a faint voice that was not part of the tune she was listening to. She plucked an ear bud out and asked, "Did someone say something?" keeping her eyes on the soapy pan.
Sonic blew out a huff of frustration. Up until now he's had to basically bellow out her name in order to catch her attention. She was always virtually not here when she had her earphones in. He shook his head and dismissed the topic. Again he said "Why are we eating breakfast mom?"
Chelsea put the pan in the dishwasher. "Well I thought, because we just woke up, you guys would just want breakfast." She looked at him with a slightly worried expression. "If you don't want it I can just-"
Sonic waved his hands. "No it's alright. I was just asking."
"Okay."
Not much went on from there. The three hedgehogs ate their rations quite peacefully, except when Shadow almost suffocated on a piece of bacon from laughing. Silver had to slap his back a manifold of times before he could suck in air that his lungs craved for. After he affirmed his well being he put his head down on the burgundy wood shaking, attempting desperately to hold in his hilarity. The younger brothers raised their eyebrows and cocked their heads in silent curiosity. It wasn't often you saw Shadow the Hedgehog laugh genuinely.
"What happened?" Silver asked.
Shadow waved a hand. He secretly wiped the tears from his eyes before raising his head. A grin crossed his muzzle as he continued to eat his meal with mirth, ignoring the whiny comments from the other two. The ruby eyed male took a momentary look at his mother before stifling another laugh. There, in the kitchen, was Chelsea dancing. She wobbled her head from side to side while shaking her hips along with her head. She first danced like an Egyptian before than doing the robot. After, she did a swimming style ahead of going all sassy. She lip sung with a finger in the air, hand on her hip and rolling her eyes at whatever object she was singing to. Chelsea then stretched her mouth, similar to how a person sings a long note. Shadow almost choked, again, when she stuck her bottom out and moved it in a circular motion then went straight into a Beyoncé move.
When Chelsea opened her eyes from flipping her hair, heat rose to her cheeks. She met amused crimson eyes with her own. Shadow smirked and winked at her after giving her a quick silent applaud. Her eyes were wide and she darted off to the refrigerator to put head in it, and also to get out of the sight of the silent viewer. She was debating whether or not she should go out of the kitchen ever again.
Sonic smiled, with a bursting belly, in the guest room. He lied on his back rubbing his swollen abdomen letting out content sigh. The blue male craned his neck when he heard the click of the room's entrance. He relaxed his neckline when he saw his darker look alike. Shadow sat on the other side of the bed causing the mattress to squeak in complaint. Sonic rested his arms at the rear of his head mentally preparing for what his older brother had to say. "What up bro?" Sonic said, trying to start the conversation off lightly.
"We need to talk Sonic," Shadow said with a bit of compunction tingeing his voice. He found a nearby mirror, staring at his reflection.
The said hedgehog sat up hastily. His forest green eyes twinkled with revelation and his mouth hung ajar. His ear twitched at Shadow's words. He almost never called him by his real name. Something must be wrong. A little too quickly he asked "What about buddy?"
"About last night," the other said somewhat darkly.
Sonic's eyes followed Shadow carefully as went to shut the door. He felt his heart pound against his ribs at the statement. Last night…last night wasn't a memory he was fond of. The yelling and screaming and then the hitting and eventually the crying; that was mainly what he recalled. It had been a confusing night for the four and very much an emotional one too.
"Last night," Sonic echoed a bit strained.
Shadow stood in front of him with his arms cross and his usual scowl marking his features except, this one was a bit deeper, Sonic's opinion.
"Correct," the crimson splashed hedgehog acknowledged.
"Shouldn't Silver be in this also-"
"He's helping mother with the dishes," Shadow directed a nod towards the door, "and I think we should keep her occupied for a bit. We'll inform Silver about our discussion afterwards."
Sonic curtly nodded.
The ebony hedgehog sighed, "Last night, after our…incident what did mother tell us? My memory of the event seems to have left me."
Sonic winced at the word 'incident' remembering details of Shadow slapping their mother. "She told us we were characters created by a company called…umm sijar? No um...sssegeraa? Uhh… sssseee-"
"Sega genius," Shadow spat.
The cobalt hedgehog's face brightened and he nodded furiously exclaiming, "Thanks Shads."
He obviously missed the sarcasm.
Shadow growled in meek impatience. He pinched the skin in between his eyes, wordlessly counting to ten; a tactic Chelsea told him to use around Sonic when he got annoyed. "What else?" he barked.
"Umm…I think-wait." Sonic put his chin amidst his pointer finger and thumb. Shadow's patience was wearing thin already but, before he was able to say anything the Sonic spoke, "Sorry Shads, but to tell you the truth," he raised his palms upwards, "all I remember is that, she said, we were dropped of here by some organization or something."
Shadow scoffed. "I should've taken Silver. He would've been of better use to me than you faker."
"Hey! At least I could remember something. You said yourself, you couldn't remember anything," the navy male cried out.
"I have retained information blue hedgehog!"
"Yeah, like what," he retorted.
Shadow looked up in thought before smirking in success. "Mother said we had our own individual powers and all of us had some type of transformation that enhanced our abilities to the point where we would become virtually invincible."
Sonic's pout twisted into something similar to an awe-struck puppy. His eyes glimmered with excitement and he jumped to his feet. The idea of powers sent waves of exhilaration through his body and he felt his adrenaline pump up to a quick speed. Something inside him craved to know what sort of potential he had and what great things he could achieve with it. "Really, powers? That's way past cool if you ask me."
"I agree." The dark male smirked. He had to admit, the thought of having that great amount of power tasted sweet to him. There were so many possibilities that one could complete easily if granted the potential. No one would be able to stop him in anything he did. He could have anything he wanted whenever he wanted. Thoughts of the immense capability to bring down buildings and take aircrafts with a single hand sent shivers of pleasure through his spine. He could see the highest authorities bow down before him and if they defied, he would laugh as they tried to squirm away before he would slice-
"Hey Shads you okay there?" Sonic snapped his fingers in front of the others spaced out countenance. Shadow blinked himself back to reality before clearing his throat and stiffly nodding. "Okay good because that creepy smile you had was giving me the heeby jeebies." The cerulean hedgehog felt a tremble shoot down his spinal column. Sonic did a double take when he thought he saw Shadow blushing. He shook his head in complete rebuttal. There was no way Shadow was blushing; it was his mind playing a vindictive hoax on him, trying to get him hit in the gut.
"A-anyway," Shadow continued trying to overlook his ruthless thoughts. Sonic squinted at him. Was his voice deeper than usual or was it just him; and did he just stutter? He shrugged off the unusual behavior and listened to what he had to say. "I also think she mentioned something about jewelry but I remember I couldn't really hear. We should probably ask Silver if he knows any information that could help us."
"We can also play the games and watch the show we're on. I think it's called Sonic X. That'll probably help us know what powers we have."
"I believe researching on the internet will prove to be enough."
"Why do you want to look on the computer?"
"I don't think mother will appreciate us watching a show, what caused her so much distress, in her room. Besides, it takes too long and she probably broke the game also."
"Oh. Good point," Sonic mumbled, all his cheerfulness almost leaving him.
Gauche silence crept into the darkest corners of the room before cramming the entire room. The two brothers stood there evading the other's eyes. Sonic shifted uncomfortably while Shadow unintentionally picked at his gloves. Both of them mentally sighed in relief when their youngest brother strolled through the door. Together they raised a brow; Silver was dripping wet with water. The silvery male sweat dropped and sheepishly said, "Don't ask."
"Sorry I got you wet Silvy!" a familiar voice bellowed.
Sonic and Shadow sweat dropped at this point.
"It's okay mom."
An explanation later Silver was filled in with the information they retained. The older ones asked if he remembered anything. He nodded ecstatic he could help. "Okay I'll start from the beginning. Stop me if you've already gone over any of this. Well mom said we were characters-"
"Created by Sega. We went over that. Anything about Sega and the games and or show, we've gone through," Shadow disrupted.
"Okay," Silver bobbed his head briskly, "Um…when she first found Shadow he was in a crib and there were two bags of infant supplies. She said the uh…oh, M.R.F. left a note saying you were dropped off here because over there, there was some kind of war going on. About three months later mom found me and Sonic-"
"Sonic and I…"
Silver and Shadow glared at Sonic.
The hedgehog put his hands up in defense and said nonchalantly, "Hey, you should be happy mom's not here."
Silver rolled his eyes and went on. "Sonic and I," he eyed the azure male who just shrugged, "in the same room she found Shadow and for the same reason. So after that she took care of us like any other mother. Then she said the weirdest thing." The black and blue hedgehogs inched closer. "She said that one day we turned from five year olds to how we are now but, the thing is I don't feel like I've gone through a dramatic change."
"Me neither."
"I concur."
"Anyway then she got that note-the one that someone threatened to take us away. After that…hmm…that's all I remember. Oh! Do you guys know your powers?" When the two shook their heads no Silver began. "Mom said there was a lot so she only named the commonly known ones. Sonic you have super speed. You're the fastest thing alive as she said. You can run at the speed of sound, spin dash, where you curl up into a ball and spin attacking your enemy, and something called the blue tornado. Shadow, you can manipulate chaos. I don't exactly know what chaos is but it seems pretty cool. You have to have a chaos emerald and with that you can teleport and control time and space. When you need to, you can use something called a chaos blast but it drains most of your energy. You can also attack with a chaos spear and you can also travel at the speed of sound but only if you have your rocket shoes on."
Shadow looked at the shoes on his feet. "I've been wondering what the purpose of these shoes were for."
"What about you Silvs?" Sonic inquired.
Silver beamed proudly and pointed a thumb to his chest. "I have the power of psychokinesis. I can lift things with my mind, bend almost anything, levitate myself and fly at great speeds but, I'm not as fast as you guys. Another thing, we can all go into our super forms, teleport with a chaos emerald, and spin dash."
Sonic, Shadow and Silver looked at each other with tired expressions. This report the grey hedgehog gave was psychologically exhausting. As a matter a fact this whole thing was arduous. Finding out you were created for entertainment purposes was hard to fathom and it wasn't all that thrilling either well, to Shadow and Silver anyway. Sonic enjoyed the idea of being an illustrious hero.
A thought abruptly appeared in Silver's mind. He spoke, "We haven't been showing any signs of our powers and how do we know we even have them? I mean, I don't think I've lifted anything with my mind and you guys are fast but you're not that fast."
"You're right. We should try and see if we can somehow activate our powers," Sonic pointed.
"That is if we even have powers" Shadow said.
"Well you have rocket shoes so there must be some possibility that we do."
"Fine, we'll go in the backyard and work on it but after we do some research. We have to be well informed before we do something stupid."
Silver agreed while Sonic whined, "Aww come on. Why do you always have to take the fun out of everything? Why can't we just wing it? It's funner!"
Silver stomped on the ground and gave the cerulean male his dirtiest look. "When I say' me and Sonic' World War III starts but when you say 'funner' it's alright? 'Funner' isn't a word you idiot. You are the one that shoulder be thanking God with all of your being that mom wasn't here."
Sonic rolled his eyes. "Mom wouldn't do anything right Shadow?"
"My apologies faker but mom would've gone off on you," Shadow snickered.
The azure male huffed and trudged his way out the door muttering profanities. Shadow simply held out a hand and Silver smacked it; both looked at the fuming hedgehog with smirks on their muzzles.
Their occupation was to annoy Sonic at all times.
Chelsea sat on the couch drawing circles on the arm of the divan. The black leather squeaked every time she applied to much pressure on the fabric. Her teeth gritted at the sound and yet she still kept doodling invisible lines. Her boredom had caused her, many times, to have dim moments. Lately she's been finding herself on the sofa doing whatever she could do to keep from going insane from tedium. She cleaned the house already and the boys didn't need anything. Her thoughts pondered to last night. Then she immediately dismissed it. It was too painful and besides, she couldn't remember half the stuff that happened.
Minutes of boredom seemed like hours. The dark-skinned woman took a peak at the clock. The lime green, illuminated, numbers read 2:17. She brought a living room pillow to her face and screeched into it. She let her body fall, lifelessly, on the couch cushions. She was 22 and she was doing nothing but cleaning, feeding and then more cleaning. Beings her age were out having fun, getting job, going on dates and she was here acting like a 48 year old mother of eight.
Her parents already paid off the house so she didn't need to worry about the mortgage payments, and the money the M.R.F. keeps putting into her account takes care of the other bills so would getting a job even be reasonable? She thought it over again before deciding a little extra money wouldn't hurt her. Now all she had to do was think of what job she would apply for. She could be a dance teacher…nah too much work. She could be an assistant for one of the local doctors. She shook her head. She'd rather be the one to be the doctor. She would get to envious of the innocent person's position and get fired for her malicious attitude. How about a maid? No, just no.
Chelsea rolled on her backside and put her forearm over her forehead. She was ready to give up her mental expedition before something popped in her head. She could be a waiter. It was common, simple, easy-depending on where you go- and best of all she might get to wear one of those cute outfits she always sees. The young woman squealed in excitement. She looked at the cable clock again; 2:23. She still had time.
Chelsea leaped off the sofa and scurried to get her shoes. She hurriedly slipped the bronze sandals on her feet. She grabbed her purse and made sure to take her phone. On her way out the door she shouted, "I'll be back in a couple of hours. Love you guys; goodbye," she shut the door behind her without waiting for an answer.
Thank you for reading. R&R
~God Bless You~