Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Who's Yo' Daddy?! ❯ Unexpected... ( Chapter 1 )

  A/N: This story is ‘old’ but is being revived.    A/N: This came to me while listening to Sonic music and remixes and looking over some rough notes for this story. I was bored, and had Writer’s Block. So, this particular (experimental) story is the product of Mel letting herself go beyond her usual limits in writing.   Disclaimer: I DON’T OWN SONIC AND CO.!! But I did grow up with Sonic since ’84. ^_^ He’s my true blue fo’ life.   A/N: Despite the premise, there’s no shonen ai or anything going on. Just a good clean joke with some double meanings and innuendoes in the actions ^^ ~   “WHO’S YO’ DADDAY! ?”   ~ Speeding through the dark-tainted alleyways, the renowned hero, Sonic the Hedgehog quickly raced. After escaping another mediocre trap by Dr. Eggman, Sonic busily zipped through corridor after corridor until finally coming to an abrupt halt. Clenching his fists, he led his attention upwards to an abandoned building where a familiar figure valiantly stood. “Shadow…” he spoke lowly, not knowing his own voice. “So, I see you’ve made it this far…” Shadow’s smooth voice echoed through the always. “Hmph, faker.” Sonic chuckled and rubbed his nose. “Still at it, huh? Come on, we both know that you’re the fake around here.” “Oh really…” Shadow mused, his tone fluid and deep. With a smug smirk, the dark hedgehog held up a chaos emerald. Muttering two words, he disappeared from the roof and rematerialized in a flash of light behind Sonic. “What?” Sonic wondered, turning around, but was met with a flying fist to his face. With a grunt, he tried to balance himself to fight back, but received another punch from behind him. Kneeling on the ground, the hedgehog panted a little. “So, you want to play, do you, Shadow?” he smirked, and stood up. “I don’t mind getting down and dirty.” There was a scoff, and Sonic turned around to see the ebony hedgehog emerge almost seamlessly from the shadows of a darkened building. His emerald was tight in his hand. “So, you’re challenging me…” he stated plainly, but it sounded more like a question. With a grin, Sonic eyed Shadow for a second then disappeared. Shadow smirked, already aware of Sonic’s movements. He knew that Sonic had to have ran somewhere. Nonchalantly, he looked up and saw him charging for him with a kick ready. “Hmph…such an obvious maneuver…” “The answer is yes!” Sonic shouted, missing Shadow by a mere inch. The moment he landed on his feet again, Sonic leapt up and distracted Shadow with a fake snap kick, then executed a quick sweep, throwing Shadow off balance. Seeing his opponent near closer to the ground, Sonic smirked, then tackled Shadow the rest of the way. Having him pinned with his arms stuck to the concrete, Sonic grinned at Shadow. “Let’s see you get out of this one.” Amused, a light smile curved Shadow’s lips. “Hmph.” With a quick knee to Sonic’s stomach, Shadow moved in a black blur, rolling down the steep hills of the abandoned city’s concrete with Sonic with tumbling with him. When they finally reached the bottom of the hill, Sonic carefully opened one eye at Shadow, who sat perched on top of Sonic with a dark look on his face. Pinning Sonic’s arms as the blue one had done to him, Shadow made sure his grip was firm, then laughed when Sonic tried to wriggle free. “You’ll tire yourself out, squirming like that…” Not listening, Sonic kept trying to break free, but couldn’t remove himself from Shadow’s vice-like hold on his body. “Ha! I’ve been in worse situations than this. Besides, being beaten by a faker like you isn’t my style!” “Oh really…” Shadow stated, his voice darkly alluring. With a chuckle, he tightened his hold on Sonic, then leaned in closer, staring him straight in the eyes. “I don’t see you succeeding…” Sonic found himself at a loss for words, as a warmth spread across his face while he looked at Shadow. “Now who’s the faker…?” Shadow lowly spoke, leaning closer to Sonic. He was so close, Sonic could detect the faintest scent of apples on Shadow’s mouth. Unable to move, and finding himself captivated from the strangest reason, the pinned hedgehog shut his eyes and prepared for the worse.   ~   “Whew. We’re almost done here” Amy said cheerfully to Tails in Sonic’s kitchen as they finished up cleaning after breakfast. “Yeah!” Tails agreed. “Then maybe we can go hang out somewhere!” “And have a picnic for lunch.” Amy added. Then she sighed, and gazed off into the Living Room where Sonic had taken a nap after eating. Placing her hands on her hips, she sighed. “He’s been sleeping all this time. I wonder what he’s been doing…” “Hm?” Tails looked up from putting some dishes away. “Oh, you know Sonic. He’s always out on new adventures that spark his interest everyday!” “Yeah…” Amy trailed off, not really listening to Tails, but just responding to his voice. As if led by something, Amy stepped over to the slumbering Sonic and peered down at him. “I wonder if the stories are true…” she spoke to herself. After a moment of thinking, Amy pulled out a tube of apple flavored lip gloss and rubbed it on her lips. Smacking them together, she leaned in closer to Sonic, then planted a soft kiss on his lips while he slept. From that, Sonic instantly woke up with a yelping start and nearly rolled off the couch. With a gasp, Amy rubbed the gloss off her lips, and ran back into the kitchen. Puzzled that Amy came running back so fast, Tails looked to her. “Amy, what did you do?!” Amy giggled. “The stories are actually true!” “What stories?!” “That two people are destined to be together if they share a kiss while one is asleep and he or she wakes up!” “Eh…” “It’s so romantic!” Tails looked to Amy, then to Sonic who was panting heavily on the couch. “Um, Amy, Sonic I think Sonic is suffering.” “Oh!! You’re right!” Amy exclaimed, then ran towards the Living Room. “Oh! Sonic are you allright!?” The hedgehog gave no reply, but shook his head to clear his mind from his dream…no…NIGHTMARE. “Oh man…” he muttered to himself, holding his head. “Glad that’s over...” “Oh Sonic!!!” Amy called, running out the kitchen and throwing herself at him on the couch. Hugging him tightly around the neck, she was practically laying on him, but it wasn’t intentional. “A…Amy…!!” Sonic said, trying to pry her away from him, but the girl just hugged him more and started to sob. “Oh, Sonic, are you allright?!! You were having a bad dream, weren’t you? It’s okay now, I’m here to protect you!!” “Can’t…breathe...!!” Sonic wheezed. “Amy!” Tails shouted, running into the Living Room. “You’re squeezing the life out of him!” “What!” Amy exclaimed, then looked to Sonic, who began to look bluer than usual, and quickly jumped off of him. “Sorry honey!” she apologized in a sweet voice. Then she looked to Tails with a grave glare. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?!” “Because you wouldn’t listen!” Tails squeaked hesitantly. Amy stomped her foot, intimidating the fox even more. “Whaddya mean, wouldn’t listen?! Are you calling me ignorant, Tails?!” “N-no..I…!” “Hey…” Sonic wondered, after regaining his breath. He pursed his lips together, then touched them with his fingers. “…How did my lips get wet… And why do they taste like apples…?” He narrowed his eyes, thinking of the dream. ‘No…it couldn’t be THAT real…But…what if…’ Amy and Tails jumped when they heard a cry from Sonic, and looked to see him roughly wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, then run into the bathroom. They heard the water running, then Sonic gurgling. Angry, Amy placed her hands on her hips. “Come on, it wasn’t that BAD!” Tails cringed, then hesitantly looked to Amy. “Amy, I think he knows you kissed him while he was sleeping…” “…” Tails took a step back, preparing for another one of Amy’s explosion of anger. “A...Amy?” Amy stared straight ahead at the couch with her hands curled tightly into fists. With a stern expression, she raised one to her face, then the other. “That Sonic...” she uttered. “That hedgehog…!” Tails gulped, and quickly stepped back into the kitchen and watched her from a safe distance. “Amy..?” He watched as her shoulders began to quiver, and she drooped her head down. At that moment, Sonic woozily came back into the room, and almost tripped over his feet. Seeing Amy with her head down, he dashed over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Amy…hey, you’re not crying, are you?” With a dark chuckle, Amy lifted her eyes to Sonic with a smug grin on her face. “I knew it...” “Huh?” “YOU’RE SO SHY, SONIC!” Amy gushed, and threw her arms around him. She hugged him so tightly, Sonic barely felt his feet on the floor anymore. Tails, still in the kitchen, could only stare in shock as he witnessed Amy lift Sonic up 3 inches off the floor.  “Wow…I guess all that boxercising and working out must have REALLY paid off! …She’s almost as strong as Knuckles!!” His ears perked up in thought. “Knuckles huh? Hmmm…” Turning his attention away from the two of them, Tails picked up the phone and called Knuckles’ cell number. “A...Amy…you’ve really gotten stronger. And I’m impressed..” Amy beamed and squeezed Sonic tighter. “You mean it?” “Y...yeah...but could you…put me back down now..?” “Sure honey!” Amy chirped and let Sonic go, who tiredly flopped onto the couch behind him. He only had time to inhale once, when Amy bent down and rubbed her nose with his. “Thanks for making my day! Teehee allright then! I’ll be your housewife for a day!!” Exhausted, Sonic blankly gazed at her. “…Housewife…???” “Yeah!” she exclaimed, striking a cute pose. “And since, I’ve already fixed you breakfast, and cleaned the place, I’ll go check your mail!” “Uh, Amy wait...” Sonic started to say, but Amy had already dashed out the door. Speechless, Sonic sighed, then looked to Tails, who had just hung up the phone and gave Sonic an innocently sympathetic smile. With a faint smile, Sonic shrugged at Tails, then leaned back in the cushions of the couch with a sigh.  ‘I should go check on Amy..’ he thought, reluctantly pulling himself away from the couch. As soon as he made it to the door, it flew open and Amy pranced in. “Hi darling! Coming to greet me? How sweet of you!” Sonic didn’t say a word, as he watched her dance around. He simply shrugged and closed the door. * Over at Club Rouge, the sensuous white bat hummed a distant tune while polishing her collection of jewelry in her room.  She made sure that the gems sparkled and glimmered enough to be able to see her own reflection in them.  “Heehee… I can’t wait to wear these tonight.” She chuckled to herself, thinking of how’d glamorous she’d look at the Treasure Hunters Convention being held that night. “Mmm I can just imagine the jealous looks on their faces.” She had been so engrossed in her jewelry, she almost didn’t hear the knock at her open door. Knowing it was Shadow, she glanced to the door and greeted him with an alluring smile. “Good Morning, your highness.” With a half-smile that looked more like a frown, Shadow nodded to Rouge, then his eyes fell to the jewelry she was working on. He raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, giving her his full attention. “Plan on crushing any competition with your traffic stopping ‘rock collection’…?” Rouge scoffed, then smirked at him. “You could have just truthfully admitted how stunning I am.” Shadow scoffed this time and leaned against the frame of her door. “Stunning huh? Like how you freeze that echidna in his tracks with one grave glare of those paralyzing eyes of yours?” Rouge chuckled at his remark, and set her jewelry aside. With a hand on her hip, she whisked a few locks of hair behind her and looked at Shadow. “Mocking me to get my attention? Your attempts at flattery can only make it so far.” “Hmph.” “So, what’s up?” Waiting for her to say so, Shadow smirked and pulled away from the frame, and walked into the Living Room. “If you wanted me to follow, you could have asked…” Rouge sighed, not directing it to anyone. She quickly and gingerly put her jewelry away, then followed Shadow to the den where he had been waiting patiently. “What is it?” “Close your eyes…” Rouge raised an eyebrow. “What?” Shadow half smiled, and gave her a “just trust me, already” look. “Hmph.” Rouge smirked, then closed her eyes. “This better be good to pull me away from my jewels for.” “I’m sure you won’t regret it.” Shadow said, then held out her hand and placed a box in it. Rouge quickly opened her eyes, and glanced to Shadow. “You’re letting the suspense get to you, Rouge…” “N-no I’m not!” Rouge retaliated, then briskly opened the package. Her eyes widened as she pulled a genuine turquoise studded ring with tiny diamonds littered around it and with matching earrings! “…It’s beautiful…” Rouge said dreamily, eyeing the gemstones. “Hm… I thought they’d go well with you… They match your eyes.” “Shadow…Where did you get these?” He smirked and crossed his arms. “ I just happened to pay a visit to the Gem Museum, I mean, ‘new jewelry store’ that just opened…” Taking her eyes away from the glittering gems, Rouge lifted her eyes to Shadow and could easily read the expression he gave her. “…You stole it…?” “Without a trace.” “What!?” Rouge glared at him. “You…no you didn’t. You’re making that up, Shadow!” He scoffed and turned his back to her. “Does it matter?” “I know you’re kidding.” “Yeah I am.” “Aha! I can read you like a book. But thank you. I really appreciate it.” Rouge said, whipping out a magnifying glass and scrutinizing the gems’ texture. ‘Mmmm They’re REAL allright!’ “Glad you like them. “ Rouge quickly hid the magnifying glass as Shadow looked to her.  “Think of it as an early birthday present to wear at the convention tonight.” Without another word about it, he casually walked into the kitchen. Rouge watched him go, then skipped into her room and put her new jewelry away, and went back into the Living Room. When she did, she saw Shadow standing near a table with a half-gallon carton of milk in his hand. “Aren’t you forgetting something…?” Rouge said, with her hands on her hips. Looking up at her, Shadow frowned, and went into the kitchen to get a glass, then came back out and set it on the table. “Better.” Rouge stated. Shadow glanced up to her with a thin smile and poured the milk in the glass. Turning around, Rouge figured she’d go check the mail. Slipping outside, she went to her mailbox, and glanced through the letters and magazines as she went back to the door. “What’s this…?” she wondered, looking at a letter with her address, but with Shadow’s name on it. Curious, Rouge stuffed the letter in her shirt, so Shadow wouldn’t find it until she saw it first. Then she opened the door and stepped back in. “Allrighty, I…” Rouge trailed off, instantly staring at Shadow and his new milk mustache. The hedgehog said nothing, but blankly stared at her in return. The remnants of the milk began to slide down to the corners of his mouth and Rouge got the deviously sensual feeling of how the milk resembled something else that was creamy and thick as he licked it off. They stayed staring at each other for 30 seconds more, until Shadow chuckled, and a very goofy grin inched across his lips, which looked rather scary coming from someone who hardly ever smiled at all.  “Hey Rooouge.” He slurred. “What the...” Rouge began, then lowered her lids and pursed her lips. Noticing his glass of milk was empty, and that the carton was as well, Rouge shook her head. “You drank too much milk again…” With a simple chuckle, Shadow slowly nodded. The grin never left his face. “…It was warm too…” Not knowing if she should be irritated or amused, Rouge sighed, then left him there to head for her room. “I swear. Why does he even bother to drink the stuff after warming it up? He knows what it does to him! And the nerve he has to mooch off my stuff!! “ She groaned, as she closed her door halfway, then tossed the mail on her bed. Sitting on the edge of the mattress, she reached into her shirt and pulled out the envelope. Looking it over, it kind of seemed like a poor attempt of a love letter. With a shrug, she tore it open, and lazily trailed her eyes over the horribly written contents of it. “Congratulations, Shadow the Hedgehog on your new bundle of joy. You are now, hopefully, the happy father of your new… WHAT!!!!??!” Rouge declared at the top of her lungs. “Shadow a FATHER?!! Something is VERY wrong with that…” she muttered. Almost faster than the speed of light, Rouge dashed out of her room and made a straight line for Shadow, who was fast asleep with his head face down on the table. Not caring that he was asleep from all the warm milk he plunged down his throat, Rouge slammed a hand on the table and caused him to wake up. “Wake up Shadow!!” With a groan, Shadow slowly lifted his face off the table enough for his chin to rest on the edge of it, and lifted his glazed eyes to Rouge.” Wut iz it, Rouge…” “THIS!” she yelled, shoving the badly hand-written letter into Shadow’s face. “You’ve got some explaining to do.” Trying to make out what it said, Shadow tried squinting his eyes, then widening them. After a while, he closed them again. “…Can’t read it…” he mumbled, drifting back to sleep. Becoming irritated, and amused at the same time, Rouge sighed grabbed him by the shoulder and leaned him back in the chair he sat in so he’d have to open his eyes. And lazily, he did so. Lifting one drowsy eye to her with the other closed, Shadow exhaled and crossed his arms. “Now what’s going on…?” “Would you read this, or do you want me to do it?” He glanced at the letter, then back up to her. The side effects of the milk were wearing off. “…Where did you get that?” “In the mail…” He looked up at her with an amused frown. “You went through my mail?” “Yes I did, and I have the authority! I live here, you know. You just stay here.” Shadow smirked a little, trying not to show much of his amusement. “Yeah, well, what’s it say?” Rouge rolled her eyes, then proceeded to read the letter to him. “…You are now, hopefully, the proud FATHER of your newborn baby SON, Shadonic.” Shadow blinked. “…” “Well, the name is kind of fancy, but sounds too familiar. “ Rouge muttered to herself, glancing up at Shadow. Raising an eyebrow, she simply stared at the hedgehog, who sat perfectly still. ‘He’s not THAT shocked, is he?’ Rouge wondered. Just as she was about to ask what he was thinking, Shadow began to laugh. Rouge cringed a little. She had never seen him so…”upbeat” before. “Um Shadow?” “Haha! That’s somebody’s poor idea of a sick joke.” “Oh?” Rouge wondered, secretly relieved. “You sound pretty sure about this.” “I am sure.” Shadow said. He then looked to her with an emotion she couldn’t read and motioned for her to come closer. Blushing lightly, Rouge hesitated. “You can just tell me straight out, you know.” “I’d rather keep it between us…” Seeing him look so honest, Rouge shrugged and stepped over and leant an ear. As Shadow whispered a few words to her, her eyes widened immediately and she quickly looked Shadow in the eyes. “Are you serious, Shadow?” “Dead serious.” “Wow…” Rouge uttered, sitting on the table with her arms crossed thoughtfully. “Well, no wonder you’re not worried.” “…” “Well…at least you don’t have to worry about other women taking you to court, claiming that you’re one of their baby’s daddy.” Shadow frowned and closed his eyes. “Thank you so much for that vivid image” Rouge gave him a fake sweet smile. “Anytime and anywhere, my dear.” “Hmph. But I wonder…if this came to me…who’s the other ‘parent’ ?”       -Mel