He is My Master

62: So A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to The Battlefield...

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Later on, it was a much more relaxed and pliant Sonic the Hedgehog (who had left most of the cleaning up to Shadow, at least until his legs felt less wobbly and more like they would hold him up again) who had been directing his partner from the comfort of his kitchen chair. So far, the Ultimate Lifeform had not only removed any and all traces of their (thankfully unnoticed) little romp in the kitchen ("Especially the margerine, Shadow. Throw it away. Now.") but also finished up the last preparations for the food Sonic had been planning to serve everyone for dinner. Now the hero of Mobius mostly just occasionally sniffed at his arm and chest fur a bit, only surreptitiously wondering whether it was somehow possible to smell anything on him (and how many deaths he would die if Rouge did).

Perhaps there would be time for one last, sonic-speed shower...?

"Boys? Are you decent in there? And if not, can I come in anyway?"

Well. Maybe not.

"Come in, Rouge," Shadow replied with a long-suffering sigh instead, and the bat poked her grinning head into the kitchen, obviously trying to make it not obvious that she was scanning the room for any traces of what had possibly been happening in here.

"Hm." She pursed her lips. "Looks sparkly clean."

Somehow, it sounded disappointed.

"Yes, thank you, Rouge," Shadow grated, at the same time walking over to her with a large basket filled with bread rolls that he shoved at her. "Now why don't you make yourself useful and take these outside?"

"On it~!," the bat sing-songed, cheerfully turning away with the food and heading for the living room. Shadow for a moment looked like he wanted to collapse against the kitchen door when she had gone, at the same time muttering something that sounded suspiciously like 'mortals!' (or possibly 'females') and Sonic had to suppress a snicker at the self-declared Ultimate Lifeform's ragged appearance.

"Come now," he said, walking over to him and lightly bumping him into the shoulder. "They're friends. Ribbing is what they're supposed to do."

"Yeah, well," Shadow grumbled in reply, feathers only slightly smoothed. "Makes me wonder whether it was even worth saving their world."

"Yeah, you don't mean that," Sonic rolled his eyes as he collected the first plate with sausages piled high and nodded at Shadow to grab the chili and the condiments. "An' besides, considering what apparently went on while we were gone, I'm gonna bet our new relationship status is not going to be dinner conversation topic numero uno..."

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(Sonadow references - END. Your eyes are safe :P)

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"Okay." Tails scratched his ear. "So we get them downstairs, let them eat, and then...tell them that their home is now a smoking crater?"

"It's not that bad!" Sonic shot back immediately, spines bristling in defence. By now, everyone but Shadow had trailed back into the living room again, where they had been busy setting a table for seven people, Knuckles helping by casually lifting the sofa to place it at one side of the table so enough seats were available. Now, work finished, the heroes of Mobius were all looking at each other somewhat awkwardly for a moment, none of them too keen to get the doppelgangers down for the inevitable confrontation.

Shadow surprised the group by entering with a pot of tea that he placed next to the jug of water and plastic bottles of soft drinks.

"Tea, Shadow? Wouldn't have picked you for the type," Knuckles asked with a raised eye ridge, probably more as a way to end the silence than anything else. The black hedgehog shrugged.