Author's Note: So hi! Yeah it's been awhile hasn't it. Yeah sorry for that but I had a life to attend to so...anyway. I would just like to say thank you for all the reviews, follows and favorites, they mean a lot. Oh just a warning, this chapter has mushy gushy stuff towards the end. Ya'know just saying. Well hope you enjoy. Bye!

All spelling and grammatical errors are my fault.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sonic and the others. They belong to SEGA. Chelsea, Bulge and Anthony belong to me.

Shadow: I find it offensive that you never mention any other names besides Sonic's and your OCs.

Silver: Yeah we're just as important.

SunLove: Oh my gosh I...have never cared less in my life before.

Sonic: In your faces fakers.

SunLove: Shut it Sonic.

Sonic: Well someone didn't get a chilidog today.

Chapter 13: There've been better days

It was going to take a while to get used to this.

Although everyone was ecstatic that a certain, silver, hedgehog discover his powers it was quite, well, different. How would someone put this, at least walking wasn't a daily chore anymore. In the house, instead of walking to get your purse, the purse would float towards you. Chelsea gave a wary smile to Silver and thanked him, again, for his services.

Secretly, she was glad she was going to work.

Silver's psychic powers had kicked in not too long ago and too surprise everyone with his power he decided to hold the three, sleeping, beings over the rail. Might I mention they were on the top floor? It wasn't exactly the brightest idea the young hedgie had but nevertheless it ended well enough. After a few scoldings and a near beat down later Silver, bashfully, accepted the praises he was given. Like any other child with a brand new ability, he used it constantly. There were times where the other three would have to beg for him to let them down. Walking wasn't something so normal anymore.

Telekinesis was a whole other ball game too. Relentlessly, Sonic, Shadow and Chelsea would have their thoughts invaded by a childlike voice. They had to watch what they thought 24/7 and it annoyed them to some extent. Chelsea tolerated it because she was supposed to be the mother that encouraged and praised her child. But this was the only thought keeping her from lashing out at him. Sonic's hope for their powers suddenly burst through the roof. Yes, this whole not walking and telepathic thing irritated him but, it wasn't enough push away the unexplainable happiness he had. Shadow didn't have tolerance or patience. He was…happy, you could say, that Silver, was indeed, the first to achieve his powers but that didn't mean he was okay with the fact it affected his daily life. He, partly, didn't mind the no walking law the metallic colored furry, suddenly, created but he didn't enjoy having to control his thoughts. His mind was the one place he could 'escape' from the others when they annoyed him but now he couldn't even curse mentally without getting tattled on.

It was defiantly going to take some time to get used to this.

"You need a boyfriend."

"Way to put it out there Cathy."

"Oh come on Chelsea, all you do is talk about your kids. You sound like my grandma."

"I do not talk about them all the time."

"Oh yeah. How are they by the way? Anything new?"

"Oooh yeah, my youngest one just learned something new and he's helping so much. He's so adorable sometimes. You should see his smile. Oh, I can't wait to get home and-"

"You see? That's what I'm talking about. You go into lala land when you talk about them. I'm giving some friendly advice; stop it. You're scaring the men away. It's like your world revolves around them."

"So you're saying I can't love them?"

"I didn't say that. Family always comes first. I'm just saying that you should start focusing a little more attention on dating. In about three years it's going to start getting harder and harder until you're one of those 40 year old somethings wondering around the streets for a guy."

"I guess you're right Cathy. "

" you have another table!"

"Oh, I'll see you later. I have to go to a table."

"Ok honey."

With that the young woman went off to a table. Her conversation with Cathy wasn't exactly how she wanted to start her day but, she would just have to suck it up. The subject of dating wasn't something she took lightly. She would try to avoid discussing it if the topic was mentioned. She knew she needed to start the dating game but she wasn't good at it. Every time someone caught her eye, which was rare, she would try to catch them but, she didn't have the guts to go up to them. Cathy said to try and be friends first but she was too shy to even try. It didn't help that she wasn't too confident in herself. In her mind, and she believed in everyone else's, she wasn't the most beautiful woman out there. She was decent in her opinion but, not eye catching. Her skin tone also brought down her self-esteem. In fact this whole topic did.

Chelsea sighed glumly before pasting, yet another, smile on her face and went to the waiting table. She quickly wrote down the two drinks and scurried off to get them. When she returned she patiently waited for the couple she attended to order. A brunette with green eyes put a finger to her chin, deciding her order. She put the menu down and looked at, what seemed to be, her husband. The pretty brunette then asked, "Charles, are you alright with the artichoke dip for the appetizer?" Her soft voice eased the tension from Chelsea's chest.

A dark, sturdy, man looked up from his menu with a charming smile. His dark brown eyes closed as he chuckled, "If that's what you want then I'm alright with it Alyssa." Alyssa nodded happily and perkily replied, "Okay!" She then turned to Chelsea with a grin and said her order.

It wasn't fair.

Chelsea only witnessed a small conversation between two lovers, yet, instead of inwardly adoring the couple all she could feel was…envy. She could practically feel the love radiating from the two. They looked as if they were one person but, split in two. Their eyes held so much love for each other; Chelsea thought she could actually see a line. Every word they spoke was so soft, so delicate, it was amazing but irritating to her. Why couldn't she look at someone like that and him her? When would she find her other half? Just because of this couple, her heart yearned and ached for another. Jealousy filled her body and it soon turned into rage. All of a sudden, she hated this couple.

The young woman, angrily, wrote it down and collected the menus. She had to catch herself before she snatched them from their hands. As she was about to storm out she abruptly stopped in her tracks when Alyssa exclaimed, "Excuse me miss!" Chelsea, without hesitation, walked her way back to her.

"Anything wrong ma'am?" she said in the sweetest voice she could come up with. She bit her tongue in order to hold back her anger.

Alyssa shook her head and her emerald eyes suddenly traveled down to Chelsea's, high waist, black, pants. Part of the waiter's blouse seemed to have come out of its place. With determination set in Alyssa's eyes she lunged forward to solve the problem. Chelsea gasped as she felt her fingers grab the brim of her dress pants. Charles almost jumped out of his seat and his eyes popped out. He put a hand out trying to stop the action but immediately stopped when Alyssa held a finger up keeping her gaze on the pants. After a few more seconds of tucking she finally, to Chelsea's relief, released the pants and grunted in satisfaction. As she sat back in her seat she smiled with proud.

"The front part of your shirt was sticking out so I decided to fix it," she stated like it was a normal, day to day, thing. Charles nervously chuckled at his wife's childish behavior and apologized for her actions. Chelsea waved it off and sweat dropped. Although she was sure her cheeks got lighter she smiled and thanked the woman. Hastily, she strolled to the chef.

As she walked she noticed her anger fled. Her hate for their love suddenly turned into remorse and guilt. Here she was angry at them for something they couldn't control. She was being selfish and just plain mean. Chelsea scolded herself repeatedly until she felt she received what she deserved.

Silver sat on the floor smugly. He crossed his arms and smirked at the ebony hedgehog in the air. He simply ignored the hedgehogs strained muffles as he shook him around. Earlier, Sonic made a bet with him stating for every minute he kept Shadow over the rail he would give him a dollar. Silver not passing the opportunity to hold money, even though he wouldn't know what to do with it, he accepted the challenge.

The crimson streaked hedgehog was just about to put a spoonful of pudding in his mouth before it suddenly floated out of his hands. Without hesitation he chased after it only to find his body not responding to his brains commands. A sky blue aura surrounded his body and immediately he knew the culprit responsible. Shadow angrily glared daggers at Silver, who was behind him. The first thing he did when he laid eyes upon silver furry he screamed profanities. A holler of agony escaped as his head clashed with the wall above him.

"We do not curse Shadow," Silver snickered.

If he could, Shadow would've already murdered him. He watched venomously as his brother only laughed. He was about to curse him out to find he was unable to move his own mouth. Shadow's ruby eyes widened. He tried again but only made muffled sounds.

"And to make sure you don't," Silver said as he traveled up the stairs, "I shut your mouth for you. Aren't I ni- hey! You know I can read your-" he gasped offended by the profanities from the ebony hedgehog. "How rude." his eyes narrowed at him. Without a second to pass he put the crimson striped furry over the railing. Silver's laugh was filled to the brim with pure taunt. Over the rail, right above the glass center table in the living room, Shadow floated. His blood irises were half hidden under his eyelids. His eyes slanted in rage. He sent killer glares towards the metal colored hedgehog. It was the only way to show his hate for him at the moment.

Bulge bit his lip. He could feel the fear rising up in his chest. The papers on the clip bored held words and those words weren't good. The brown mole, nervously, flipped another paper upwards, it leaned off the clipboard. His brown eyes contracted with new profound fear. He turned it over, hastily, and scanned the next page. He cursed and repeated until he found his claws touching the caramel wood. Bulge was there, frozen.

She didn't report back. It was as simple as that yet terrifying. Although he, himself, wasn't the one who wasn't the one who committed the crime his, new, leader, unfortunately, wasn't one who dealt with bad news well. The littlest thing and, BOOM, the whole world seems to crash according to the new boss. The mole fixed the circular glasses placed upon his snout, with his pointer finger, shakily. He looked over the reports, again, trying to force his mind to believe what he was seeing was false. But the 7 words on the seven pieces of paper were still the same. No recent activity found in the last week.

Unfortunately, his 14/20 vision had not failed him. Of course, of all the times...

"So I take it, it was the same as last time," a masculine voice inquired accept, it was more of a statement, as if, he knew it for a fact but wanted to confirm it.

Bulge nodded without looking to see who the voice originated from. He held the clipboard with one hand while he shoved his finger nail in his mouth. He bit it quickly and when it was down to the nub he continued to the next doomed stubby appendage.

"Correct. She hasn't replied back and I don't think the Professor is going to be happy with this. This is the seventh time I'm going to be telling him this and to tell you the truth I'm a bit afraid," Bulge said, his voice almost rising to a more frantic tone. "The last time I told him this he was furious. He said the next I come to him I better have reports but I don't."

A deep chuckle came from the other causing the distraught mole to turn his head. His face morphed into one with disbelief before scowling lightly. "This is no laughing matter Anthony! This is serious. He threatened me and you're laughing about it? I could die!" Bulge waved his arms frantically.

A caramel raccoon soon came into view. His black striped tail swished from side to side as he calmly walked towards the mole. The aurora around him radiated with a calm serenity that would dampen any trace negativity. Bulge, who was only a little bit affected by this, let his arms fall to his side but still let that look of fear sparkle in his eyes. The raccoon put a hand on his shoulder and smiled. "Calm down Bulge. Everything will be okay. That dictator," he spat,"will not harm you. He has no reason to. It's not your fault so don't worry."

"But Anthony it's not that simple. You've seen what he can do. I've heard the rumors and everything. I've heard that when he's angry he goes too extremes. They say he's holding some people hostage and torturing them because they angered him. I even think he's killed some of the other's and it hasn't even been a two months after the bloodbath. Do you know I haven't seen Jacob in three days? Linda never lies Anthony!"

"Bulge breathe! Your face is turning blue. You shouldn't believe rumors. It's all just pointless gossip. Anyway, we all know Linda will say anything to scare you and besides, I just saw Jacob in the testing lab so, rests assure, he's okay."

The raccoon's last statement reduced the fear in his chest a bit.

"Although I have no doubt that scumbag would reduce to killing in one of his little tantrums."

Never mind.

Bulge eyes almost popped out of his head. "Anthony!"

Anthony chuckled lightly and held a hand up. "Okay okay, I'm sorry but, he won't do anything to you okay. I'll make sure of that."

"How," Bulge asked.

"Because I'll be there with you. As long as I can cool him down when his temper rises we should be alright. Now hurry. Rumor has it he's usually his calmest at this hour." Without another word Anthony walked past the mole. Bulge stood there staring straight ahead. A reassuring, warm, feeling spread through his mind and his nerves calmed. A small smile formed on his lips as he tilted his head. A second later, he blinked. His chocolate irises widened and he hurriedly followed his companion with his brows scrunched together.

"Hey, I thought you said not to believe in rumors you hypocrite."

The door opened and closed shut like any other day.

The 22 year old who walked through it sighed and let her feet walk her, up the steps, to the bedroom. Her legs slightly ached after at the top of the stairs but it was nothing to her buzzing mind. She kicked off her black Vans and threw her purse on her bed. Chelsea traveled over to her mirror and examined herself. She straightened her uniform; a white, long-sleeved, silky shirt that had a white collar and black buttons going down her torso. She also had high waist black dress pants. She turned to her side and then twisted her neck to look over her back trying to get a view of her backside. She marveled herself back to her original position and began stroking the braid that cascaded over right shoulder. The young woman then grabbed a black-gray bow and clipped her bangs with it. Chelsea started posing; she smiled with and without teeth, she pouted her lips, she even flashed a peace sign but after all of it her shoulders slouched and her eyebrows dropped. She sighed angrily and marched her way down stairs.

This was so frustrating.

Looking in the mirror was a pointless not to mention self-esteem lowering. No matter how hard she tried it was useless. She couldn't make herself look any different. It didn't make a difference if she put make-up on or a bow in her hair. She was still the plain old, decent looking, Chelsea. Well the problem was, she didn't want to look decent. She wanted to look pretty. Maybe, in hindsight, it wasn't a good idea to head straight for the mirror after a day of work but still…

Ever since Cathy decided to bring up the subject of dating and boyfriends and whatnot she hasn't been able to disregards it. Every time she tried the subject found a way to make a comeback. It plagued her mind every second and the more she thought about it the worse she felt about herself. Self-consciousness stuck to her like lightning. If a male even glimpsed at her would begin to fluster and make a fool of herself. She remembered when she accidentally knocked a plate out of Drew's hand. She apologized relentlessly and frantically, bending down to pick up the shattered shards. Drew also bent down and helped but it all went downhill when she realized their faces were inches apart. All that she recalled was starting to hyperventilate and falling on her butt. After that everything was just a massive blur.

She definitely freaked out though.

Chelsea shuddered at the memory. She knew this memory would always haunt her till the day she died. It was by far the embarrassing five minutes of her life. The dark-skinned woman soon found herself in front of the living sofa. She abruptly plopped her rump on the soft cotton and huffed angrily. She crossed her arms and ignored the desperate muffled sounds coming from above.

The time for saving Shadow would come later.

The T.V. in front of her flickered on unexpectedly. Chelsea blinked. How did this happen? A squeak was heard from her right and she turned her head.

Sonic sat on another couch that was made of leather, hence the squeaking. His arm was out and in his hand was the remote. His thumb hit another button until he retracted his arm. In his other hand was a red lollipop, which Chelsea had no idea how he got it. A happy smile stretched on his muzzle. A very happy one.

Not only was Shadow trapped in the air, helpless, he had a piece of candy in his hand. One of the things that seemed sacred in this house. Sonic popped the sugary ball into his mouth and let his tongue swirl around it. He swallowed the juice and ripped it from his mouth making a 'pop' sound. Of course he would have to give Silver money later but, it sure wasn't going to be his. Now that he thought about it, none of them had any.

I guess I'm taking a trip to mom's wallet today.

The dark-skinned human cocked her head to the side. Why was he so happy? Her eyebrows then furrowed together and her nose scrunched up.

There's nothing happy about today.

Chelsea sighed loudly, hoping to draw attention to herself. She looked at Sonic from her peripheral vision and huffed when he didn't move from his spot. She sighed, again, this time, a little louder. Chelsea gaped at the azure hedgehog when he took the remote and turned the volume up. The sounds of Gumball and Darwin almost deafened her but she was too stunned to care. She took a different approach this time and said in a sassy manner, "Uhh, hello?" Her hand waved.

A growl came from the cerulean male. He muted the program before raising eyebrow with an annoyed expression. His was only matched by her.

What is this woman's problem?

Sonic glanced at the T.V. before gluing themselves back to his mother. "Uhh, don't you see me trying to watch T.V.?" He turned his attention back to the show and unmated it. "Rude," he muttered and put the lollipop back in his mouth.

After a minute the whites of his eyes widened. Sonic immediately took the candy out of his mouth and gasped silently.

Did he really just say that out loud?

He dared himself to look at her. Slowly his eyes traveled to his left and Sonic instantly grimaced. Chelsea had that look, that very same look he feared all his life. It was the same expression she wore when he, supposedly, had an attitude, according to her. But this time it looked a bit different but it was subtle. It was like her expression when Shadow mumbled curses towards her mixed with when Silver's clumsiness kicked in. it was hard to explain but that wasn't on his mind at this moment. Instead, Sonic turned the television off and cautiously made his way next to her. He smiled nervously and asked, "So…what do you need mother dearest?"

Oh he was in for it.

Chelsea pinched his ear earning a yelp from the blue furry. She tugged on it while making her speech.

"Sonic the Hedgehog, did you just talk to me like that?"

Tug.

"I-I'm sorry mom. You can let go now."

"Tell me my ears deceived me."

Tug.

"I come home from work after having a bad day and you have the nerve to talk to me like that?"

Tug.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Tug.

"That was so disrespectful, I don't even know what to do."

Tug.

"I mean, who taught you how to talk like that young man?"

Tug.

"I said I was sorry mom. Now can you please let go? Please? My ear feels like it's about to fall off."

"You're lucky I even like you."

Tug.

"Very lucky."

After one final pull Chelsea, reluctantly, let go of the poor hedgehog's ear. Sonic, relieved to have his ear back, covered it with his hand and massaged it to decrease the sharp pain running through it. With his teeth gritted together he painfully asked, "I'm sorry okay but that issue aside what's bothering you mom?" Sonic straightened up when a sad sigh escaped his mother's lips. His brows rose up in question, patiently waiting for a response.

"Do you think I need to start looking for a boyfriend?"

That question seemed to stop time itself. Sonic sat there, stunned at the question. His wide eyes focused solely on her face and he looked frozen. His mouth hung ajar and unknowingly his fingers dug into the couch cushions. The thoughts in his mind were set on fire and burned till nothing left was there. That was just it. His mind was blank. Nothing filled it. It was as if the question not only didn't process but it erased all the other things occupying his brain.

Seconds turned into minutes and soon the whole house was deadly silent. The slight humming of Silver's bracelets was the only sound and that even drowned in silence until someone broke the ice.

"WHAT!?"

And that someone was Silver.

The metallic colored hedgehog stood up, from his bean bag, with wide eyes. He ran down the stairs and soon stood in front of the two. The teal aura around the other, who was previously in the air, faded away. The ebony hedgehog somehow defied gravity for a second. He looked down to his doom and muttered,

"Oh shit."

Down, Shadow fell. A deep yet terrifying scream came from him as the air rushed past his ears. The bad thing about this was the glass table wasn't even three seconds away but it seemed miles away. Although he knew he wouldn't die from the impact, it would still hurt, badly. Shadow knew not what to do at this point. He scrunched himself in a ball and closed his eyes actually feeling real fear for what was to come. Shadow silently prayed for some miracle to happen. He hoped that a bed would just appear under him and everything would be okay. But he knew the chances of that happening were about zero to one. There is no mistake. His ear flickered as he heard his Chelsea, Sonic and Silver yell out his name. It didn't fix anything though.

The three watched in horror as the dark hedgehog fall. They stood there, frozen. No one knew what to do. Silver was to stunned to use his powers and Sonic and Chelsea were powerless. There was nothing they could do.

But Sonic wouldn't take any of it.

Without a second thought the blue male jumped on the couch with such speed, the others didn't even realize he had moved. He proceeded to then leap over the glass center table. It almost looked as if it were in slow motion. Sonic stretched his arms out at the right moment and let the ebony furry fall into his arms. He brought his legs in and waited to hit the ground.

The two hedgehogs landed with a dull thud. Shadow crimson orbs were revealed and his sight was a bit blurry. His eyelids opened and closed multiple times before staying open. Wasn't he supposed to feel like every bone in his body was broken by now? He did feel a slight ache in back but other than that he was fine. He at least expected broken ribs. Shadow took in his surroundings. He saw something peach and blue move from beside him. He looked to Sonic rubbing his head with one hand as the other propped him up.

Ah, so that's who saved him. But, how?

Shadow propped himself up with his hands and was soon bombarded with questions from Chelsea and Silver. He waved them off before standing up. He stretched out his back and then asked a question that baffled him.

"How did you help me such agility and speed?"

The dark hedgehog may have not seen his fall but he was smart enough to know there was no humanly possible way someone could save him unless you were Jesus Christ himself. But here he was, standing in front of the only people he ever knew, unharmed.

God answered prayer in the most mysterious ways huh?

Shadow held out a hand to Sonic, which he gladly accepted. He stood on his feet wobbly. He stood up straight and rubbed the back of his head.

"I-I really don't know Shads. I just…well…I just did it. It was all really a blur."

"Are you alright?"

Sonic lifted his head surprised at the question. Wasn't he supposed to be the one asking him that? "Aww Shady, are you worried about lil ol' me," he mocked shyly. Sonic blushed teasingly pretended to hide his face in his shoulder. He laughed when Shadow punched his shoulder. He rubbed the sore spot and winked. "I'm okay though. Thanks for asking."

Shadow eyed him before nodding. He curtly said, "You're welcome and thank you for saving me." He was still confused on how he was able to catch him with such speed but merely shrugged it off. He had more pressing matters anyway.

Like a certain someone and dating.

"What's this I hear about a boyfriend mother?"

All eyes turned on the 22 year old. Chelsea flinched under their gaze. What was she thinking? She should've never said anything. Maybe it was her anger and embarrassment that screwed up her mind enough to even mention the subject to them. Or maybe she was just stupid. Although she was more towards the first phrase she still should've reconsidered. When you are surrounded by three teenage males who are, more so, over-protective of any, close and only, female relative in their lives it's best not to mention anything of the sort. Especially if you're talking along the lines of basically giving yourself to another male.

Hadn't she learned anything from all those fanfictions?

Chelsea pouted her lips sheepishly and looked at the seams of her shirt which seemed rather intriguing at the moment. Seconds of silence seemed like years. The tension that was built showed no signs of toppling any time soon.

Damn my big mouth.

The young woman's head was bowed to the floor and her fingers, daintily, played the ends of the, red cotton, t-shirt she wore. Still she said nothing. Heat rushed up to her cheeks and she was sure if she said anything she would die from embarrassment on the spot.

"Well, aren't you going to say anything?"

Silver's harsh tone caused her to move her eyes up. As of now she appeared to have the same stance as a five year old that just got caught taking a piece of candy before dinner. But wasn't she the parent? Why was she cowering before her children? They were the ones that were supposed to be doing that. This whole thing was backwards! She didn't have to explain anything to them. She was the one who brought it up so she could it shut it down anytime she wanted to.

The sudden boost of courage shot through her veins causing her to move hold up her head confidently. Chelsea looked at each of them directly in the yes and immediately regretted it. She felt all that courage run away into the deepest parts of her body and tremble in fear. Who was she kidding? She wasn't that strong. Sonic, Shadow, and Silver's glare not only intimidated her but scared her tremendously. It was the kind of fright she felt when she introduced her first boyfriend to her dad.

Oh, it was bad.

Still, she had to answer the question whether or not she liked it. Wasn't this feeling of having to always answer someone supposed to disappear when your parents don't live with you anymore? Maybe she could try to steer the conversation away from the topic she, oh so stupidly, mentioned before.

"Uh…hey Sonic, I think you-"

"Stop avoiding the subject of the matter mom."

"Well why do I even need to tell you about it?"

"You're the one who asked," Shadow retorted for the blue hedgehog.

Well if they don't want to know about Sonic's power that's fine with me.

Chelsea huffed, the courage slowly seeping back, "How'd you even hear anything Shadow?" Said hedgehog raised an annoyed brow. "Mother, I might've been dangling in the air over a glass table with my mouth closed forcefully but my ears still worked through the whole ordeal. Now that's aside, tell me, why would you even think about such a thing?"

"Well when you're a 22 year old, single woman, emphasis on single, you tend to get kind of lonely. Why are you guys so worked up over it anyway? It's not like I'm going to get married any time soon." Chelsea then uttered, "Unfortunately," to herself but forgot she was dealing with three hedgehogs who had super-sensitive hearing.

"That's we're afraid of. The 'marrying' part," Sonic exclaimed. "I don't even think having a boyfriend is worth it. All they just do is bring pointless drama into your life." The azure hedgehog crossed his arms remembering all the soap operas he watched with her.

Silver nodded, agreeing with the statement. He put a hand on his hip and added, "Yeah. Next thing you know you're pregnant, homeless, unmarried and you find out your boyfriend's gay. It happens all the time mom."

Were they serious?

As hard as she tried she could not see any traces of humor in any of their expression. They were dead serious. As surprising as it was she couldn't blame them. After all, they had basically grown up off of T.V. Chelsea had to a giggle at them despite their scowls. This was too funny. "Honey, that usually doesn't happen," she then put a finger on her chin in thought, "Well at least it's not supposed to happen often." Chelsea gasped and then cursed mentally when she saw the three expressions turn into horror.

Again with my mouth. Why can't I ever just shut up?

"B-but don't worry," she waved her hands frantically, "I promise that won't happen. I'm celibate anyway." The heat in her cheeks rose to unbearable temperatures. She was already saying stuff too personal for them to know. Surprisingly, this didn't seem to falter them in any way. Green, red and yellow irises hardened along with their features.

"That's what they always say in the beginning. But trust me, when you get there you won't be able to resist your urges," Shadow seethed with narrowed eyes. He was disgusted with images of her and some scumbag running in his head.

Something in Chelsea's chest poked her. What did he know about urges? Was there something she should know about? Was some prostitute running around in her house? She raised her eyebrows and immediately had a stern face but before she could say anything Sonic piped up.

"No offense but I could see you giving into someone in an instant. When you're attracted to someone you kind of find it hard to not to be submissive when you're…umm…what's the word?"

"Turned on," Silver suggested.

Sonic snapped his fingers towards the silver furry and nodded. "Yeah. Thanks."

"No problem."

Why were they talking about this so freely? And how did they know what the meaning 'turned on' was? Chelsea suddenly had the suspicion that she was giving the hedgehogs too much freedom. Maybe she should go through their history on all their electronics. But getting back on topic, she felt hurt by Sonic's accusation. She was not submissive. She was stronger than that.

"Excuse me but I didn't know I was being giving the sex talk by my own children."

"Mother, please don't say that word," Shadow suddenly said.

Chelsea was slightly taken aback from the statement. All of this and he didn't want to hear the word, "Sex?" Her eyes widened when all of their ears slightly folded back. "Yes, that word, so please don't say it again. Such a sinful word," this time Silver said. "What's wrong with the word sex? You guys were just giving me a lecture about it so I don't see what your problem is."

"It just sounds weird coming from you," Sonic shifted uncomfortably.

Oh she knew why. She felt exactly the same whenever her parents said the word but she just wanted to use it to her advantage. She smugly put her hand on her hips and raised her nose. "Well that's your problem because if I want to say the word sex I'll say it."

"Mother please-"

"Sex."

"Mom-"

"Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex."

"Just because I said your submissive doesn't mean you have to get all angry about it," the azure hedgehog shouted quite annoyed. He covered his ears from her chanting trying to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling she forced upon them.

"I am not angry-" Chelsea exhaled heavily through her nose before repeating her sentence, "I am not angry." Oh, she was so angry and quite hurt he said that. She crossed her arms. "I'm just a little offended that you would even say that. What if-" she stopped. Chelsea eyed them dirtily and afterwards huffed. She was more than peeved and she wanted nothing more than to ditch the conversation and lock herself in her room. "You know what," she threw her hands in the air, "I'm done. I don't even know why I brought it up. I don't need to explain myself to you three." Chelsea, promptly, turned on her heels and walked away.

"Excuse me, mom, but we're not done talking about this," Sonic's parental tone was enough to stop her but she still held the irritated attitude. The three humanoids stepped closer to the fuming female. They also were a bit miffed at her attitude. If they couldn't have one with her, it was only fair if she followed the same rule.

"Why do you guys even care? It's not like once I have a boyfriend I'm going to forget about you if that's what you're worried about," Chelsea's voice rose dangerously.

"We care because you are our mom," Silver said with his volume almost matching hers. He couldn't bear the thought of…

"We are the ones who had you first so it's only fair that you stay ours. It's just how things work," Sonic pointed looking at her straight in the eye. He tried to choose his words carefully trying not come off the wrong way.

"Wait, what do you-" Chelsea started but soon her question was answered by Shadow.

"You are ours and ours only. No one else can have you because they wouldn't treat you the way you should be treated. You don't need a partner anyway. You already have three men in your life." The azure and metallic colored hedgehogs grunted, agreeing fully with him. They couldn't deal with the thought of losing her to some other male. No, she just needed them to live. She was doing fine before and she can still be fine afterwards. It was pointless and stupid in their eyes. It would just bring her heart break in the end and they didn't feel like dealing with a depressed 22 year old woman.

Talk about possessive.

Chelsea couldn't believe her ears. It was kind of scary how serious they were about this whole owning thing yet heart-warming in its own twisted sort of way. She loved the fact that her children cared about her so much but, this had to be unhealthy. They literally growled if she mentioned anything about a guy that wasn't them. And what did he mean by men? More like boys. Chelsea crossed her arms and shifted her weight to one leg. Her mouth hung ajar for a few seconds a she wore an expression full of confusion and fright. She didn't bother to hide the latter.

"Why are you guys so possessive over me," she proceeded to ask bluntly, "I don't know if it's a hedgehog thing or something but it needs to stop or at least decrease in strength because sooner or later I'm going to get married. First of all, I'm not yours and, rests assure you, I'm not going to let my partner own me either. I belong to know one but…" she trailed off letting them answer.

"God," they mumbled, defeated, with anger still sparking in their tone.

"Thank you. And second of all; I'm not an object. You can't just say I'm yours to keep. It's flattering and all but, you know you it's not right." A smile cracked on her lips as she stood in front of them. Chelsea kissed a cheek on all of them. "Sweet but wrong."

Sonic, Shadow and Silver all groaned causing the young mother to roll her eyes. They muttered apologies that they didn't solely agree with and glumly sat down on the couch muttering things she couldn't hear. Chelsea only giggled at their behavior. "Oh, hush up all of you. You don't have to worry about anything yet anyway." She sadly smiled as she turned away from them. "It's not like I could actually attract a guy anyway," she whispered to herself.

Ah, yes. The sole reason why she asked that very first question. After all the shish kabob she finally admitted the real reason why she asked the question in the first place. Chelsea played with the end of her black braid and dejectedly walked to another couch. She curled up, at the farthest end of the couch, away from the hedgehogs. Even thinking about it made her depressed.

"What do you mean by that," Sonic voiced out.

They had heard her. Chelsea inwardly grimaced. She truly couldn't keep her mouth shut couldn't she? Of course at that very moment she forgot she lived with super hedgehogs whose senses were five times higher than the average human's.

"Forget I said anything. Really." She wanted to shoot down the topic before they launched themselves in another talk. The subject was too embarrassing.

"But didn't you just say that you couldn't attract anyone?" Shadow raised a brow for what seemed like the umpteenth time that day.

Chelsea's head turned towards them, her nose scrunched up in annoyance. "Well if you knew what I meant then why did you ask me," she snapped. This was getting annoying. She already went through the sex talk with them she didn't need to go through any other type of talk.

"Well isn't someone snappy today."

"Silver," she warned.

"Sorry."

A sigh escaped her lips. She was tired and a bit hungry. And honestly, she really wanted to cuddle up into the all three hedgehog's arms and sleep. Their fur in general would make her fall asleep the moment she touched it. She could seriously care less if was still considered midday. Everyone needed a nap once in awhile.

"Just drop it guys," she yawned, "it doesn't matter anyway. I'm really tired so can we please not talk about it." Chelsea laid her head on one of the couch pillows and still kept her curled position. Her sudden drowsiness had the hedgehogs' curiosity but nonetheless they didn't speak a word. Maybe it was the pill.

The mother's arm suddenly stretched out and her hand opened and closed. "Could one of you get me the blanket from the guest room please? I'm too lazy walk."

"Here, why don't I just carry you to your room?"

"No Silver, I can't let you to do that."

"It's okay. I'll use my powers. Don't worry it's not a hassle. I would feel better if you slept there anyway."

Not having the energy to deny Chelsea just nodded her head. A second later she felt her body lift up into the air. Her eyelids suddenly felt heavier. The hum from Silver's bracelets sounded as a soft lullaby and soon she felt herself fighting to stay awake.

Sonic and Shadow watched as Silver and Chelsea disappeared into the upstairs room. They looked at each other before standing up and following after them.

As the dark-skinned woman felt her, barely conscience, form touch the bedding sheets she instantly grabbed them and pulled them over her shoulder. The cold sting only lasted for a few moments before the warmth started to take place. She snuggled into the pillow and sighed happily. Her face scrunched up in confusion as she felt the bed sink down on one side. Was someone on the bed? She then felt two others. With her mind on the brink of sleep Chelsea still kept her eyes shut. More warmth took surrounded her body and she found herself pushing her face into what felt like the softest pillow in the universe. Finally her fight to stay awake ceased and she felt her mind give up conscience. But she could have sworn she heard the synchronizing of three voice whisper,

"You're the most beautiful woman on Earth."

But again, maybe it was her subconscious trying to increase her self-confidence.

He slammed his fist on the desk.

These low-life forms couldn't do anything right. You give them one simple task and they claim it to be a challenge. They made him want to release his children upon them. His children would eat them in a second but, he needed them. It was sickening how he had to succumb to these waste of life and work with them but they were the only way to his get his tickets for the emeralds. They would also serve as great warriors for him. Maybe, perhaps, he would have to tweak the agreement these so called scientists had with him but that was nothing short of easy. A few death threats and push and a shove and they'd see it his way.

A malicious chuckle escaped his lips. The being darkly smiled at the thought of any mistreatment set upon them. It was humorous to say the least…well to him anyway. But as quickly as it came the smile went away.

He needed those life forms. But the goddamn human wouldn't answer anything. Oh how he hated those things. They were worse than the beings in this spaceship. If he could he would release his fury on the planet the bore the human race. Those good for nothing, skin crawling, bottom feeders did nothing but make fools of themselves. If he weren't so weak Earth would've been destroyed ages ago. Unfortunately it was either take over this space ship and obtain the life forms or destroy the planet.

He wasn't going to discard any chance of collecting the emeralds. So after taking over this retched place he was forced to undergo a change in his appearance. He hated it. He hated it so much.

A lot of hate going on, huh?

There was no other way to avoid this change but if he wanted to rejuvenate he needed to deal with it. He would rather eat the toxic waste of the vilest creature in the galaxies but he didn't have a choice. They called themselves Mobians. At least that's what he last heard. He had taken the form of a hedgehog, something 5,000 years. He hardly remembered how to walk. What was so convenient about it? Floating seemed much better.

"P-professor D-Darren?"

Damn messenger better have good news before I rip his head off.

Today seemed more of, you could say, a dark day for the ebony hedgehog who stepped out of the shadows.

SunLove: Yay! A cliff hanger!

Sonic: Umm sorry to burst your bubble but I wouldn't qualify that as a cliff hanger.

Shadow: It's more like you left the readers wanting to know who the mysterious hedgehog is.

SunLove: ...so a kinda-cliff hanger?

Silver: You guys are so stupid.

Sonic: Excuse me Mr. I-almost-broke-every-bone-in-Shadow's-body

Silver: IT WAS A FREAKIN' ACCIDENT.

Shadow: Where's mother when you need her.

SunLove: Yeah, about that whole mother thing, she told me to tell you not to call her that in public.

Shadow: It's official. I hate everyone.

SunLove: Jeez, I was just joking. don't go all emo on me. I still need you in, like, every chapter of this story.

Thank you for reading. R&R

~God Bless You~