I have noticed a few people use the names Fuchsia and Corvin for those other featured avatars, and I think they’re great so I shall use them too now _______________________________________________ Down in the kitchens, the morning gossip amongst resistance members was already in full swing. The biggest topic revolved around the nighttime bedroom noises that were heard by some of the mobian soldiers with more sensitive hearing. Fuchsia the cat joined in with Corvin the bird at a table. “I wonder who got lucky last night. It came from the floor above so it was probably one of the higher ranks! Oh, to have haute society privileges. Whoever it was sacked a good screamer.” “It must come with the job. I bet it was Sonic. He’s a good guy but I feel like he gets around a lot don’t ya think?” “Er…” Fuchsia’s awkward facial expression caused Corvin to turn around. Right behind them, happened to be their blue suspected topic of interest. “Actually, no. I’m not like that. Interesting assumption though!” Unoffended, he threw a sideways grin and walked off with his breakfast of… Chili dogs. “Aw shit man. I need to stop running my mouth.” A frazzled red wolf stumbled into the cafeteria, looking more like a raccoon than a canine with the dark bags under his eyes. Sonic cast him a covert look of worry as he left. Fuchsia motioned for the red wolf to come over. “Hey Rookie we thought you would miss breakfast! Guess we should stop calling you that since you got your fancy shmancy promotion.” They stared at Gadget for a moment, and he fidgeted under their scrutiny. Corvin noted that the usual peppy glint in the former rookie’s eyes was replaced with a dull sheen. “Dude are you scared of sleep or something now? You should be crazy well rested with that new room of yours. It should be us waking up feeling like garbage every morning.” “U-uh… You’re right, I just uh.. Have a hard time falling asleep in new places at first. I was like that when I started sleeping in the barracks here too…” They scrutinized him further, and all he could do was stand frozen in place. Corvin balked as his eyesight zeroed in on Gadget’s shoulder. “Is that blood on you?! I almost didn’t notice it with your fur colour!” “N-no! It’s just… chili sauce! I bumped into Sonic and he spilled it on me. Well I don’t wanna miss breakfast so I’ll see you guys later!” Without giving the cat or bird a chance to respond, he sped off, with a slight limp, towards the short lineup. Fuchsia narrowed her eyes. “Sonic was like 10 feet away from us… He definitely didn’t spill his precious chili.” “Did you catch his limp? He must have had a rough mission yesterday!” “Huh. I kinda forgot that he probably has a higher workload along with the promotion. I feel bad for the 20 questions now.” ____________________________________ Gadget took his breakfast to go instead of sitting with his friends like he usually did, and ate it on the way to the showers. He quickly scrubbed himself down, not having realized how much of a mess Infinite had made of him last night. His backside was sore and all of his muscles were sore and he just wanted to stand under hot water in hopes of melting himself down the drain. He was still in shock, and was subconsciously scared of how he was going to cope when it truly sunk in. Rinsing the blood off his shoulder revealed that the two punctures from Infinite’s fangs were deep, and stung to clean. He wasn’t sure how he was going to cover them up without being questioned. He owned a lot of clothing, but hardly wore any of it. Corvin and Fuschia were already weirded out by his behaviour. Another thing he realized he’d have to consider was that Infinite knew of their headquarters. The 1% of the world not under Eggman and Infinite’s rule. Did Eggman know too? This spelled danger. How did he find this place, or find me? The commander needs to know, everyone needs to know, but I don’t know how to tell them. “hEy GuYs InFiNiTe KnOwS wHeRe OuR bAsE iS, he showed up in my room and fucked me into the mattress against my will” won’t go over well. Reluctantly finishing up his shower, he stood under a large dyer just long enough to not be dripping, redressed in his gear, and left. On the way to his room, he spotted Sonic about to knock on his door. Spotting his approach, the hedgehog gave him a surprised look. “Oh hey partner, good timing. I wanted to talk to you. You got a moment?” He couldn’t think of an excuse to turn him down, given that his mission for the day was in 2 hours with the blue blur himself. He also figured Sonic would know he was lying if he made some dumb story up about needing to help Silver rearrange his harmonica collection or something. But in his panic at waking up late that morning, he left his room in disarray. Sonic was a smart guy, and would question that. He was already done with being questioned. “Um yeah, sure. I was just gonna go down to the weapons room and fine tune my wispon.” “Well I was thinking we could chat somewhere with less commotion.” “We could talk in your room then? My room is, uh, super messy. I slept in this morning and left stuff everywhere.” “Haha, buddy I guarantee you your room looks better than mine. But sure.” Ugh, he’s suspicious already! To Gadget’s horror, Sonic stepped over to the neighbouring room’s door and punched in the passcode. Oh chaos, my bed is against the wall between our rooms! There’s no way he wasn’t woken up last night unless the walls are soundproof. I’m not ready to talk about this yet. What do I say what do I say what do I say?! Sonic motioned him in to sit wherever he’d like, and closed the door. “We gotta leave in less than 2 hours, so I won’t beat around the bush anymore. I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night and neither did you, buddy. Maybe you’re into some rough stuff, I don’t know and it’s not my place to, but it was really loud and you sorta sounded like you were in pain. I just need to know if I should be concerned.” Gadget’s muzzle burned a fiery red at the blunt approach. He hid his face in his hands and slouched. “I-I’m not like that! It… was a one time thing and I regret it. It won’t happen again. I’m so sorry you heard that, Sonic!” Sonic stared with mild skepticism. “I know I said I wouldn’t pry, but are you telling the truth? It… honestly sounded like you were being sexually assaulted. You were sobbing so much I had half a mind to bust the door in. You can talk to me about anything buddy - I may not look like a guy who takes anything seriously but I care for my friends!” Do I tell him the truth?... I can’t. I can’t do it I’m sorry for lying Sonic but I can’t do it yet. I’m so selfish for hiding this... “I… uh. I thought I would be into it but I’m not so imsorryitwonthappenagain!” Sonic put his hands up in surrender. “Ok dude, I’ll back off. Just don’t hesitate to talk to me. Or Amy, she’s a good listener. But err.. If there’s a chance you’re gonna be having rough sex again in the future, could you maybe move your bed to the outer wall?” Gadget didn’t know his pelt could get any redder than it was. He couldn’t take the embarrassment anymore so he got up and barged out of Sonic’s room, punched in his passcode, and slammed his door. Fueled by embarrassment and mild anger for being cornered, as I seem to be by everyone lately, he moved his bed underneath the window, dropped his sheets onto the bathroom tile, and unleashed his wispon. He would worry about a new set later.