He is My Master

67: Rocky's Got Nothing On This

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"Wait a minute, where are you-?" The black-furred prince had raised a hand as the two Sonics had just been striding past them. The medieval one, now dressed in various bracelets and giant, red-and-white shoes, of course stopped immediately, looking back at the two Shadows, but before he could say anything, a tan arm had already reached out to him, grasped his shoulder and yanked him away with a yelp.

"They're going to train, if I understood that correctly," the Ultimate Lifeform addressed his immediately frowning double calmly. "As are you."

"...what?"

"Much as I usually hate to agree with Sonic, he had sort of a point," Shadow replied, before he then reached into his quills. When his hand emerged again, it was holding a large, clear gem stone.

"This is a Chaos Emerald," Shadow said. "When you go home, we will be giving you a copy of one of them that you will need to use for the journey. Have you ever heard of Chaos Control?"

"Er. No...?"

"Alright." Shadow cocked his head. "Can you imagine a feral hippopotamus? Shot out of a catapult?"

"Yes?" The prince stared at him, rather confused.

"Very good." Shadow nodded. "That hippo is you if you try to use Chaos Control without any training. Come with me..."

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A while later, Knuckles, Tails and Rouge had eventually all gravitated to sit on a blanket in front of Tails' house. There was a lot of entertainment to watch.

"Five bucks says the next thing he hits is going to be the poplar again."

Sonic and his doppelganger were currently tearing around outside in some sort of high-speed version of Follow the Leader, the prince doing his best to follow his modern double as he leapt over boulders, did hairpin turns and occasionally weaved through trees. For their audience it usually got amusing when the medieval Sonic ran into something.

Meanwhile, Shadow and his double were also providing entertainment with the prince managing to Chaos Control himself into and onto various objects, including, but not limited to, the roof, a tree, the living room, Knuckles' head, and in a particularly amusing instance, the rainwater basin. ("Calling that one 'Chaos Blub', Shadow...?")

Later on, there was also entertainment to be had when Sonic repeatedly tried to get his princely doppelganger to jump from the 25 feet high roof of Tails' house, demonstrating the correct way to leap, curl and roll several times, (while the other blue hedgehog mostly just clung to the roof's antennae, completely terrified).

"Just do it! It's not that hard!" Sonic had yelled up at his double from below.

"Yes! It is! The ground is actually very hard!"

"Oh, come on! What if your Shadow ordered you to jump?!"

"He wouldn't! He is terrified of heights as well!"

"You guys are the worst doppelgangers ever..."

(The last remark, of course, had only been mumbled, but it still had been enough for all three of Tails, Rouge and Knuckles to break out into snickering anew.)

Shadow, of course not to be outdone, was also doing his best to teach a (soon rather soaked) prince to skate in his brand new jet shoes across the surface of the pond close to Tails' house and wouldn't take no for an answer. The fact that both Sonics were threatening to have a giggle fit when the black-furred royal emerged once again spitting pond water and wearing a confused frog for a hat, did not improve the other Shadow's mood.