Untitled Sonic Story

“No no NO! This can’t be happening!” Eggman pounded his fist onto his desk, coffee spilling everywhere. Two robotic henchmen clean up the mess while Eggman gets out of his chair and walks around in anger. “I don’t GET it! He should have died two hours ago! What the hell went wrong?!” A quiet knock was heard at his door. Eggman turned to face the door. “Yes?!” The silver haired servant known as Brad peeks his head in. “Something wrong, sir,” he asks, “I could hear you screaming all the way down the hall”. Eggman huffed. “The poisoning didn’t work”. Brad frowned. “I’m…sorry to hear that, sir. Do you have any idea what went wrong?” “NO!” The steamed in anger doctor grabbed a chair and threw it at the wall, causing it to create a giant hole. Brad made a small “EEP!” and quickly closed the door after seeing random things being thrown at the door. When the coast is clear, Brad opens the door again and enters the room. He sighs in disappointment. “And I JUST had this place cleaned yesterday…!” He looks around the room for Eggman, but no avail. He looks at the black leather chair his master was sitting in. It turns around and Eggman is seated, still a bit angry. “Brad...I want you to go down to Station Square and discover why the poisoning didn’t go as planned”. Brad bows in obedience. “Anything else, my lord?” The doctor thinks for a good while, then says “..Could you pick up a large bucket of KFC on the way back? Anger gets me so hungry”. Brad falls anime style. A sweatdrop appearing on the leg that’s in the air, he replies with a broken tone in his voice “I’ll make sure to stop by there on the way home…”

Knuckles sits by Sonic’s bed, hoping ‘he’ll’ wake up soon. Looking at the clock the echidna groans in frustration. “Damn you, Sonic” he says quietly, “why do you always have to be the hero?” He suddenly hears a groan. He jerks his head back to the bed and spots Sonic open ‘his’ eyes. After opening them, Sonic looks around. Wanting to not be too close, Knuckles leans over and looks at ‘him’. “Hey…you alright?” Sonic closes her eyes again and groans. “M…My head…” Knuckles places a gloved hand over her head, the baseball cap still tightly on. “Ssshhh…it’s gonna be okay..” “Knuckles…I’m sorry..” Knuckles shook his head. “No, don’t put this on yourself. It’s not your fault, you were only trying to stop it..I don’t blame you for it anymore..” Suddenly, Sonic jerks out of bed and stares at Knuckles. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE” she screams, still using the ‘male’ tone. “What do you THINK, Brave Heart,” Knuckles snapped, “you crashed through a window, so I brought you back here and I’m gonna clean any wounds you might have!” Sonic stayed quiet for a few minutes, then asked “Y..you didn’t see anything…out of the ordinary, did you?” Knuckles scoffed. “Not that I recall. Why do you ask?” Laughing nervously, Sonic replied “I w-was just curious, that’s all..” Knuckles raises an eyebrow. “O….kay...well, I’m gonna have to ask you to take off your shirt so I can see if you have any cuts I’ll have to cl—“ “NO!” Sonic squealed in the almost tone he currently has. “What the hell?” Sonic started laughing nervously again. “I-I can do it myself, thank you...e-excuse me..” She walks out of the room and down the hallway. Knuckles sighs and shrugs. That hedgehog is so weird, he thinks to himself and gets onto Sonic’s bed and lays down, looking up at the ceiling, waiting for Sonic to return.

Sonic scoots into the bathroom and locks the door, just to make sure Knuckles doesn’t come in unexpectedly and discover ‘his secret’. She then sighs and takes off her shirt. She looks down and sees only one cut on her stomach…it’s not very big but it does look pretty deep. “Shit..” She sighs again and pulls out her first aid kit from the medicine cabinet. Opening the kit she finds a special alcohol for cleaning wounds and a small cloth. “…This is gonna sting beyond relief…” Taking a deep breath she pulls the bottle and cloth out of the kit and starts to clean the cut. A shrilling cry escapes her cute little lips as the wet cloth touches the wound. “OH GOD IT STINGS LIKE HELL!” Suddenly there’s a knock on the door. Sonic stops what she’s doing and goes blue in the face. “Sonic, it’s me,” Knuckles cries, “I heard you scream. Everything okay in there?” “Y-Yes, Knu—“ Sonic immediately stops and clears her throat. “Yeah, Knux, I’m fine” she says in the male tone again. Knuckles is standing outside the bathroom door. “You sure? Do you want me to go in there—“ “I’M FINE, DAMNIT, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!” Knuckles growled. “Well you didn’t have to shout!” The echidna then storms off mumbling ‘Bastard…’ The blue hedgehog’s ears droop in depression. I am a bastard, Sonic thinks to herself. She sighs sadly and continues to clean the cut on her stomach, even though the alcohol stings her and she keeps crying out.


AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm sorry that this chapter's kinda short, I suddenly got writer's block ^^;