Karaoke Night (Sonic the Hedgehog)

CH4: Crazy Bitch

The following chapter is written from Rouge the Bat's point of view.

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"Let's give it up for Sonic!"

There was a smattering of applause here and there. I personally think the announcer guy was trying to be a bit too enthusiastic about this just to get the crowd to seem entertained. Not that I blamed him. Still, I was more inclined to take the side of the audience. Why the hell was I even here?

Oh yeah. Because that echidna told me not to come.

Knuckles had a lot of nerve sometimes. I’m Rouge! I’m the greatest jewel thief that ever lived! And if that rodent thought that I was going to take orders from someone more gullible than Adam Sandler’s character from Mr. Deeds, then he’s got another think coming.

This place was packed! I couldn’t find a seat to sit in, and the rafters looked filthy. Rather than ruin my nice new dress, I decided to be content to stand in the back.

The announcer was now introducing the next act, I think. I couldn’t tell, though, because of just how many people were in front of me, complaining about how boring this show was. I was inclined to agree, and probably would have if I hadn’t already signed up to participate (secretly, of course!).

“Hey,” I said, sticking my head into their little group, “be quiet! I wanna know who’s up next!”

All their mouths quickly shut, and I even caught one of them staring down my dress as I poked my head into their group. For that one moment, I regretted wearing it.

“S- uh, sorry ma’am.” The one that spoke… he was apparently the leader of the group. He nudged his friends in the ribs and they all nodded and shut up.

I looked up to the stage, but the announcer had disappeared. In his place stood… Knuckles.

I didn’t even know that Knuckles could sing, much less play an instrument, but here he was up on stage, with the Chaotix as his band. I saw much of the audience plug their ears, but I didn’t think there’d be much need for that. I’d heard the Chaotix practicing some music recently while on Angel Island, but I hadn’t known Knuckles was with them… he had always been out taking care of the Chao gardens at the times I heard-

My, my, my. Knuckles, you old dog. You pulled a fast one over my eyes!

“So… mostly this song is for fun. Mostly. I hope you all in the audience like it.”

His voice… his voice sounded strong, sure. He sounded like the man I wanted him to be. I often wondered why he didn’t sound like that when I was around or when he wasn’t angry. I guessed maybe it was because I was kind of intimidating to him. He was always kinda sheepish around me when he wasn’t angry at me for teasing him.

The band behind him started up the music. I admit, it wasn’t a song I was familiar with. There was a good heavy guitar intro, and plenty of heavy drums, and people were uncovering their ears gradually as it looked like the windows were staying in place. I looked over the audience, and some were even bobbing their heads with what little music had started playing… obviously this was a popular song.

That… bat-echidna thing looked like he was getting sick, though.

I looked up at the stage to see Knuckles put the microphone up to his mouth to sing.

“My girlfriend’s a dick magnet, my girlfriend’s gotta have it.

She’s hot, can’t stop, up on stage doing shots;