Coruscation

Long Journey

The house was vibrant with the signs that people lived there, making it look like a proper home. Wachowski noted it when he and Sir Lancelot were guided down the upstairs hall before going downstairs and into the kitchen earlier. The walls were decorated with drawings and many pictures of people he didn't recognize. It felt weird to know another version of himself knew more people but Wachowski should have guessed there would be changes.

From what he saw of Sir Sonic's house, it felt more lively and lived in than his own home. Unsurprising since his home, besides his room, was cleaned and styled from top to bottom so that it would look like the pictures in the magazines Maddie always looked at whenever she was bored.

"So," Sir Sonic started the conversation, stirring around a cup of orange juice in his hand, "You're me from another universe? Not Camelot, but another one completely different from it?" One of his brows lifted with interest and curiosity, but his smile showed he understood.

Wachowski nodded, "Yep." He took a drink of the minty chocolate milk Sir Sonic had kindly given him. "I thought you'd be less surprised. You've been to alternate universes before haven't you?" The younger blue hedgehog asked, curiosity blooming.

Sir Sonic laughed, "Yes, I have. I just never met another me before. Other than this one time that was nearly considered time travel, but that's whatever," Sir Sonic pointed to the smaller hedgehog sitting across the table from him, "What's important is that you're in a completely different category from that, kid."

Sir Sonic laughed to himself just a little before taking another drink and getting back on topic, "But, you need my help? For what? Lance here looks to be doing a great job so far." The Knight of the Wind tilted his cup to the mostly silent armored hedgehog.

Sir Lancelot stopped drinking the all-black coffee he was given, an amazing drink he wished was more common in Camelot, and cleared his throat, "While I know how to transport myself across distant ranges of land, I do not possess the proper knowledge to use or train another to use a Chaos Emerald for that same purpose. But one of the friends you mentioned when you were in Camelot does."

Sir Sonic looked at him confused, "But why would you need a Chaos Emerald? Couldn't Merlina just send him back?"

"No, she's not the one who summoned him to Camelot, and she does not know which world he came from. It would take too long for us to find his proper home world without risking his health." Lancelot glanced at the kid, remembering his confession of losing his supper that night and the painful night before that one too.

Sir Lancelot's face twisted with resolve, "We are already losing precious time. Wachowski didn't take the journey into Camelot well, and he's certainly not going to do any better here as time moves on now that he's here." Lancelot took a breath in and took another drink to calm his tone. "The reason we need him to learn Chaos Control is because his Master Emerald brought him to Camelot in the first place."

"Wait, really? How did your Master Emerald Chaos Control you to Camelot of all places, on its own?" Sir Sonic asked, now leaning his elbows onto the table, captivated by the need for an answer.

The Master Emerald held onto the coil in Wachowski's chest slightly tighter. Unhappy at something the older Sonic had said, Wachowski didn't know what set the emerald off. He silently patted the top of the bag to tell the large gem to stop, and it did after giving him a sensation of ripples around the coil. Telling him, in a way, that it was upsetting that he couldn't understand.

"Uh, it sort of just did? I was in the living room watching a movie when the Master Emerald started lighting up and floating, and BAM! We were in the forest." Wachowski recalled the surprising event for Sir Sonic to hear.