Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ A Creils Story ❯ going through the motions ( Chapter 6 )

I think it's time for another writer's sleight of hand, don't you? If you think so, stay tuned. It's coming.

Cream sat on the elevator floor in the fetal position. The young doe couldn't believe what she had just heard from her closest friend, it was a devistating blow to her ego. What is wrong with him? What is wrong with me..... I'm in pain, lots of uncontrollable pain... pain that has no relief from. How come this pain won't go away..... Before Cream lost a good portion of her sanity, The elevator door opened and Vanilla went to her daughter. "Cream, Cream can you hear me?" Vanilla of course was worried.

"Pain, incredible pain, horrible pain of all pains." was all Cream said.

"Don't worry honey, I'm right here everything's okay."

Vanilla helped Cream to her feet and out the elevator. Robert saw how his wife-to-be in such a distraught way, watched as the does walked by him and he had a very clam expression. In the mentals however, rested a peaceful city with much hustle and bustle...... then comes the atomic bomb dropped on the city. It fades out and you see the city sign on the highway. Prowerville, pop 350,000,000. but the number was scratched out to 0,000,000. Snap back to reality. Oh yes, it's time..... Robert turned to his soon-to-be mother-in-law, "Where does Tails live?" he asked her.

"A workshop in the Mystic Ruins, you can't miss it." answered Vanilla. "Why do you ask?"

"He left something and I'm going to return it to him. Care for my Cream, I'll be right back."

Meanwhile, Tails had a lot on his mind. The kit was still embarrassed from the shock of Cream blabbing off his first time, but he wasn't going to let that faze him. However, his jaw is starting to feel the effects of that porcelain cup he bit through. Man, Mrs. Rabbit will kill me if I don't fix that cup of hers. No matter, nothing an adhesive can't fix. But Cream... why would she say something like that? I mean I'm not denying the sex, which was sooo great, you just don't go that far. But then again, mentioning the bloody sheet was over the top as well, but I was only making a point. Why didn't her mom believe her though is what I wanna know... Tails shrugged it off and went back to work on the Cyclone. "I better find what was making that weird noise before it does anything worse."

Back at her appartment, Vanilla ran a bath for her still distraught daughter. "You're bath is ready, Cream." she said. "Undress and take a dip, I'll be in to check on you later." Vanilla left the room and Cream sat on her bed. The doe rubbed her groin, it was no longer sore from her lost virginity. Maybe a bath will do me some good, may kill the pain. she thought. After collecting her favorite towel, Cream kicked away her shoes, removed her dress and shirt. After all this time, she still won't wear a bra. A quick stretch, then she got out a nice new set of clothes, removed her gloves and finally her red panties and headed to the bath.

[Befrore I go on writhing this next part, I want to clear up a point. Some chick reviewed Finally Getting Some and roasted me because I got Cream's panty color wrong (Why would a girl bitch about this for?). Listen sister, I know that Cream originally wears white panties, believe me. The doe gives out more panty shots in Sonic Heroes than Amy does (which is amazing when you consider the wide ass hem of Amy's red dress). Some guys, myself included, like girls in many colored panties, I'm only a modified human that sells lingerie... well, the panties at least, I can't sell a single bra. I know that Amy and Cream wear white panties, I know that Tikal wears cyan panties, I know that under that outfit she wears, Rouge has a blue thoung (did I spell that right?) on. I know about this shit gad dammit! Now, where was I...]

Robert got off at the Mystic Ruins train station and saw the workshop. It's time you learned not to mess with my doe. he thought as he walked down the steps holding a rectangular box in his arms. Some buck don't take it too well. You're gonna get it you savage fox.

Cream sat in her tub enjoying the bath, she had actually just got in (^)(^) and got accustomed to the water. "Ah, nothing like a hot bath to lift you of your cares." said Cream, then she gave a sigh (*)(*) and started to lather up. The doe began to reflect on the past events of her little confession. She even put herself in Tails' shoes, snap back to reality. "Now I know why he was acting like that." she said to herself. "It's my fault that he went into such a fuss. But Tails is my friend and he should have my side on things like this... Oh well, I'll bake a cake when I get out and eat it too. Now it's time to lather up and have my regularly scheduled ritual."

Robert was at the door of the workshop and before he could knock on it, Tails had opened the door. "Hey Robert, I wasn't expecting you to stop by, come on in." said the fox.

"Fine." Robert said as he followed his host.

The two sat down and began their chat. Tails stretched as Robert set the box down. "I forgot that I was thirsty, you want something to drink?" Tails asked.

"No I'm not thirsty." Robert answered.

"So what brings you over?"

"Well, we started out on the wrong foot at Cream's place, so I though we'd restart and get on fresh ground."

"That's cool."

"What drink is that?"

"Papaya juice."

"You don't say..." Robert picked up the box and approached the fox.

"What's with the box? Is that a gift for me or something?"

"Yes, you could say that. Lemme open it up and show you."

Tails set his glass of papaya down and watched Robert open the box. The fox saw the buck having a bit of trouble, "Need a hand with that?" he asked.

"Nope," said the young buck, "I got it."

Tails watched as Robert pulled out what was in the box, a compact pump function shotgun took Tails by surprise..... BLAM! Tails fell to the ground, clenching his chest. As the fox was on his belly writhing in pain, Robert cocked his shotgun and sent three rounds into the fox's back. "Those body shots were for Cream." said Robert with a cocky tone of voice. "This one's for me. Don't fuck with my doe!" The buck pointed the shotgun at the back of Tails' head, BLAM! With a final cock of the pump function, Robert hoisted the weapon to his back and left the workshop, closing the door behind him. The buck had one thought as he ran from the workshop, down the stairs and up to the stairs and onto the train heading back to Station Square, You'll never mess with my doe again, ever again. Good day, Mr. Prower.