Flirting With Disaster

Team Dark

I frowned as I made myself a ceasar salad.

Behind me Metal was now sitting at the table watching me curiously.

I walked back to the table and I ate in silence.

Finally after I finished I made my decision and asked. "Metal. Can you atleast give me a hint?"

He looked at me and tilted his head.

"What you and Rouge talked about?" I said to him with a raised eyebrow.

He immediately shook his head and beeped.

I groaned.

And then he made a grab for my plate.

I was almost petty but I stopped myself and sighed. Rouge probably told him not to say a word.

Instead I watched as he washed my plate.

I hoped he chose the romantic option...

My eyes widened and I stood up.

Maybe it was time to go craft for awhile.

"Metal. I'm going to go craft." I told the robot before going to my crafts room.

I stayed in there for hours and ultimately I got nothing done and when I came out Metal was waiting for me.

I smiled at him despite my new stress.

I then headed to the bathroom and closed the door on him.

He beeped loudly and I sighed and opened the door.

I allowed him to place the bath bomb again and then I shooed him out and took my bath.

I groaned after a moment.

I could not be in love with Metal.

But then I remembered what I told Rouge and how I wasn't able to tell Vanilla no and that I had fought Sonic for him.

I sighed in defeat.

Okay. Maybe I had a crush on Metal.

But.. It couldn't be love right? Sonic was supposed to be my partner. He was the hero.

And then I thought about how rude Sonic was to Metal and I growled.

Which alerted Metal who was standing outside and he knocked.

"I'm fine! Just stay out there Metal." I called to him.

He beeped once and went silent.

I sighed once and finished up my bath and got dressed in a new pair of pajamas.

Which was when I realized that I hadn't actually changed out of my pajamas today.

Rouge saw me in my pajamas.

I wanted to scream.

Why didn't anyone say anything!?

I groaned.

Metal beeped outside again.

"Just thinking about something." I told him.

I then grabbed my brush and brushed out my quills.

After I went outside Metal stared at me.

"What?" I asked with a tilt of my head.

He pointed at my neatly brushed quills and beeped.

"I brushed them. I do it when I'm stressed. It calms me down." I admitted.

He beeped and then he surprised me.