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Chapter Eight
Sunlight filtered in through a window in Sonic's room. Sonic's eyes snapped open. He panted hard, sweat drenching himself and his bed. His dreams were becoming more vivid. They were starting to become...real to him...like they had happened before. Like, truth was hidden in the mixture of dreams swirling about his head. He shook his head to clear it, there was no time to think about all the problems in his life. No time at all. He had to leave soon if he was going to Shadow's house. Which, was his plan. But, how would Shadow react to Sonic randomly appearing at his front door...again? Sonic shuddered at the thought of a pissed off Shadow. Shadow, with a neutral mood, was already scary enough. Sonic yawned a bit, his stupid dreams had been keeping him up all night. But at least tonight-he'd managed not to fall off the bed tonight. With a small sigh, he hopped out of bed and darting toward the kichen. Why, you ask? Well, when a blue hedgehog smells chili dogs...nothing will keep him away from them.
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Shadow sighed, he had been up for hours in his study-working hard for his company. He normally never worked, just because he was a lazy ass, but when he did work-you could tell just how smart the ebony hedgehog truly was.
Rouge, on the other hand, was in the kitchen-making her usual breakfast of Pancakes and bacon. Life would be the same now without Sonic there. The same morning routine. The same thing every day. And neither the bat girl nor the ebony colored hedgehog cared. They liked their routine-though, Rouge thought that Shadow could stand to be at least a bit more social. He only ever went to or threw a party because his work required him to and he only ever talked to people when Rouge forced him to do so. So basically, Shadow the hedgehog's life was controlled by Rouge the bat and his work. And that was just the way he liked it. Why did he like being controlled? Well, in truth, he wasn't really being controlled at all. He could always leave his company alone-and they would do perfectly fine without him for about six months-and he could always ignore Rouge.
And as soon as Rouge was about to call Shadow to breakfast-the door bell rang. And Rouge knew exactly who it would be when she opened the door.
Sonic smiled sheepishly, "H-hey, Rouge? C-can I s-speak with Shadow p-please?" He sounded like an idiot, even he knew that, but he was trying to act brave.
Rouge smiled, it was one of those:
Good-luck-kid-cause-I-think-your-gonna-die-...-sorry
Kinds of smiles. She opened the door a bit wider to let Sonic in, "Go sit on the couch and I'll have Shadow come in in a second to talk to you, alright?" She said, closing the door behind Sonic and sashayed off to get Shadow and yank him out of his study.
Sonic sat down on the couch-seeming extremely uncomfortable with the situation he was about to be thrown into. But he'd forced this on himself-hadn't he? This was all his fault, wasn't it? NO...He can't blame himself...he can't blame himself for the dreams...or for running into Shadow in the first place. It wasn't his fault...Was it?
Shadow walked down the hall, having been forced out of his study by Rouge, Damn the bitch and her name, he was going to 'talk' to Sonic-who had apparently returned. Damn the world and DAMN SOINC!!! He stepped into the living room, finally gaining a bit of self-control. He looked at Sonic, who looked at him with in a completely new way. He remembered...Arthur looked at him that way sometimes...When Arthur was upset with him...he looked at Shadow just like Sonic was looking at him now...And just the way Arthur had looked before he died... Confusion and pain were evident emotions on the blue hedgehogs face. "You wanted to speak with me, A-Sonic?" Shadow was surprised at himself. Twice now he had been about to call Sonic "My King" or "Arthur". What was wrong with him...?
"Um, I just had a few questions for you, Shadow...," Sonic trailed off, after a few moments he noticed a small nod come from Shadow-telling him to ask away. "Why...do you look like Lancelot? Why am I all of sudden dreaming of Camelot? Why do I look like the king? Why? Why? WHY?!" Sonic had started speaking with a small quiet voice, but had ended yelling and crying a bit. So, so many questions unanswered and there before him stood the only person who could answer them...Shadow the hedgehog.
"Well, I'll answer the first question you had first. I look like Lancelot because I am Lancelot..."
TBC...
Sunlight filtered in through a window in Sonic's room. Sonic's eyes snapped open. He panted hard, sweat drenching himself and his bed. His dreams were becoming more vivid. They were starting to become...real to him...like they had happened before. Like, truth was hidden in the mixture of dreams swirling about his head. He shook his head to clear it, there was no time to think about all the problems in his life. No time at all. He had to leave soon if he was going to Shadow's house. Which, was his plan. But, how would Shadow react to Sonic randomly appearing at his front door...again? Sonic shuddered at the thought of a pissed off Shadow. Shadow, with a neutral mood, was already scary enough. Sonic yawned a bit, his stupid dreams had been keeping him up all night. But at least tonight-he'd managed not to fall off the bed tonight. With a small sigh, he hopped out of bed and darting toward the kichen. Why, you ask? Well, when a blue hedgehog smells chili dogs...nothing will keep him away from them.
***
Shadow sighed, he had been up for hours in his study-working hard for his company. He normally never worked, just because he was a lazy ass, but when he did work-you could tell just how smart the ebony hedgehog truly was.
Rouge, on the other hand, was in the kitchen-making her usual breakfast of Pancakes and bacon. Life would be the same now without Sonic there. The same morning routine. The same thing every day. And neither the bat girl nor the ebony colored hedgehog cared. They liked their routine-though, Rouge thought that Shadow could stand to be at least a bit more social. He only ever went to or threw a party because his work required him to and he only ever talked to people when Rouge forced him to do so. So basically, Shadow the hedgehog's life was controlled by Rouge the bat and his work. And that was just the way he liked it. Why did he like being controlled? Well, in truth, he wasn't really being controlled at all. He could always leave his company alone-and they would do perfectly fine without him for about six months-and he could always ignore Rouge.
And as soon as Rouge was about to call Shadow to breakfast-the door bell rang. And Rouge knew exactly who it would be when she opened the door.
Sonic smiled sheepishly, "H-hey, Rouge? C-can I s-speak with Shadow p-please?" He sounded like an idiot, even he knew that, but he was trying to act brave.
Rouge smiled, it was one of those:
Good-luck-kid-cause-I-think-your-gonna-die-...-sorry
Kinds of smiles. She opened the door a bit wider to let Sonic in, "Go sit on the couch and I'll have Shadow come in in a second to talk to you, alright?" She said, closing the door behind Sonic and sashayed off to get Shadow and yank him out of his study.
Sonic sat down on the couch-seeming extremely uncomfortable with the situation he was about to be thrown into. But he'd forced this on himself-hadn't he? This was all his fault, wasn't it? NO...He can't blame himself...he can't blame himself for the dreams...or for running into Shadow in the first place. It wasn't his fault...Was it?
Shadow walked down the hall, having been forced out of his study by Rouge, Damn the bitch and her name, he was going to 'talk' to Sonic-who had apparently returned. Damn the world and DAMN SOINC!!! He stepped into the living room, finally gaining a bit of self-control. He looked at Sonic, who looked at him with in a completely new way. He remembered...Arthur looked at him that way sometimes...When Arthur was upset with him...he looked at Shadow just like Sonic was looking at him now...And just the way Arthur had looked before he died... Confusion and pain were evident emotions on the blue hedgehogs face. "You wanted to speak with me, A-Sonic?" Shadow was surprised at himself. Twice now he had been about to call Sonic "My King" or "Arthur". What was wrong with him...?
"Um, I just had a few questions for you, Shadow...," Sonic trailed off, after a few moments he noticed a small nod come from Shadow-telling him to ask away. "Why...do you look like Lancelot? Why am I all of sudden dreaming of Camelot? Why do I look like the king? Why? Why? WHY?!" Sonic had started speaking with a small quiet voice, but had ended yelling and crying a bit. So, so many questions unanswered and there before him stood the only person who could answer them...Shadow the hedgehog.
"Well, I'll answer the first question you had first. I look like Lancelot because I am Lancelot..."
TBC...
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After what seemed like ages to the blue blur, he finally stood up. 'No use in lying around, I guess...'. He began to stretch, and just as he finished, shot off into the forest. 'If I'm correct, then Tails should have a workshop somewhere out near here'. After all that time just sitting there, caught up in confusion and frustration, he couldn't deny that he was exhausted. Both mentally and physicaly. 'Not to mention starving' he added to himself. In a matter of minutes, the medium-sized building he had been searching for came into view.
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I groaned as I opened my eyes. I stretched and cringed as I heard my spine and neck crack.
Sonic was still fast asleep with his head on my lap.
"hey," I shook his shoulder, "Wake up."
he yawned and stretched his arms out, "morning
"
I smiled and picked him up, heading to the bathroom.
we got into the shower since we were still stripped of any clothing from last night.
placing Sonic onto that bamboo stool in the corner I began washing myself first , Sonic just sat there peacefully enjoying the feeling of the warm water on his fur and skin.
once I had rinsed off I began lathering Sonic's legs, since if he were
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The next morning Scourge woke up still laying besides the black hedgehog. He noticed that not once did he take his hand of the other's small bump. He smiled as he remembered the talk he had with sonic. The two had just been walking in the park when sonic suddenly stopped, turned around and said "you're gonna be a daddy!" with a big smile grin on his face. Scourge had to keep himself from snapping and asking how the hell that was possible till he remembered that it was shadow who was having it. Scourge kissed his forehead and got up. Shadow, who was still sleeping, changed into a more comfortable lay
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Oh God, this took forever to write! I hope ya'll like it though~! I think I did a pretty decent job here. I took my time and I like the chapter-So YAY~!
Played Rouge the bat and Sonic the hedgehog
Played Shadow the hedgehog/Lancelot and Tails the Fox.
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Played Rouge the bat and Sonic the hedgehog
Played Shadow the hedgehog/Lancelot and Tails the Fox.
All characters belong to-SEGA
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