Shadow's Diary (noncanon)

Friday, 4-14-3236

If you knew what I'd been through today...you'd wish I'd gone to sleep instead of writing this entry.

Okay, so today began with Eclipse and I waking to an alarm, the same alarm that goes off every work day. After I had gotten up and brushed my quills, teeth, and fur, I went to wake up Blaze. She woke up easily, but we had an...awkward moment... So, picture this: I'm standing in the door frame and calling her name to wake her up, when she sits up and the covers fall off. Turns out she doesn't sleep in her clothes... I was horribly apologetic, and immediately shielded my face in an effort to be preserving of her modesty. Well, apparently, Blaze didn't appreciate that.

"Shadow!" She exclaimed, shocked at seeing me. I stuttered out a "Sorry!" and was about to leave to give her some privacy, but she yelled after me. "Shadow! Wait a second!" I turned back and immediately averted my eyes, as she was still wearing nothing.

"Stop doing that! You're acting like it hurts your eyes to see me like this! For Sol's sake! I'm not naked; I have fur!" Blaze snapped, obviously offended by my course of action. Continuing her point, she brought up my glaring lack of a wardrobe, "And it's not like you wear clothes yourself, either!" I flushed at her last point, as I do occasionally feel too exposed when I'm at work, surrounded by a bunch of humans in uniform.

"Blaze, I'm sorry," I apologized, speaking softly. Since she apparently expected me to look at her, I decided to focus on her face--and only her face. "I thought you'd be embarrassed if I didn't look away. I was trying to be decent. I know you don't need to wear clothes, but since you often do I figured you wanted to keep it that way. I see now that my assumption was wrong."

"Gee, really?" Blaze responded sarcastically, but I could tell she was calming down. "It's just... As long as you weren't disgusted. I've had things like this happen before, and people always acted like it was horrible to even consider seeing me without my clothes. I... I'm sorry I yelled at you, Shadow..." I was a bit confused by how quickly she seemed to go from anger to relieved resignation, but Blaze went back to her room and I went down to the kitchen, and we spoke of the matter no more. I don't think she's mad anymore, but then, I'm not very good at reading her, am I? Anyways...

Blaze (fully dressed) came down for breakfast (eggs, toast, and bacon) to find me angrily chasing Cyzer for stealing the plate of bacon I'd just successfully cooked. I was so mad at that little brat, I would have strangled the thing to get my meat back if Eclipse hadn't stopped laughing long enough to swipe the bacon back. There wasn't much alien spit on it, but I decided to make another batch and let the Dark Arms have this one. I did forbid Cyzer from having any, though...

Anyways, over breakfast I told Blaze our cover story for losing the Emerald. Basically, it made her sound a lot more dangerous than she had acted during the real fight, and I'm not sure if she was flattered or offended by that one... Hopefully flattered... But she agreed to use that story when confronting the Commander about the whole incident, something I was still on the fence about. But by that point it was time to go to work, so the three of us went off at a fast clip towards G.U.N.

When we arrived, we got even more stares and some people (the idiots in the crowd) were making kissy faces at Blaze and I. I ignored them and showed Blaze in, purposely being as gentlemanly as possible so that our tormentors would grow bored at trying to inflame us. I was also trying to make up for this morning in a low key manner, but I'm not sure if she noticed. I may be a hermaphrodite since I got that surgery a few months back (a long, awkward story that can be summed up by saying: I'm not androgynous anymore), but women are just as much of a mystery to me now as they were before. We checked in, sending Eclipse off to G.U.N.'s main synthetic biology laboratory.

Blaze seemed a bit shocked when I offered her my arm so I could walk her up to the Commander's office, but she was surprisingly happy to accept. I, frankly, had been worried I was going too far, but Blaze didn't seem to share the same opinion at all. Instead, she was quite content to hook her arm through mine and travel up through the floors of G.U.N. Her behaviour was almost strange to me, as I had thought she was so independent she might take offense at what I was doing, but no, she did not.