Thread: "Bat Got Your Tongue?" [Sonic Fandom] (Blissy x November)

The last few years had been fairly rough on Knuckles and seeing as his so called 'friends' were no where to be found had him falling to his lowest point. Where everyone had gone, even he didn't know. Being alone was just something he'd grown used to, but who wouldn't? Guarding an emerald for your entire lifetime wasn't exactly entertaining but it did get the point across. His excitement and positivity had throttled down the last growing years. His interests had changed but he was still that same Knuckles that everyone knew and well, somewhat liked depending on their relationship with him. Not that he was open to having many friends, he still considered Sonic and Tails to be the two closest people to him. But wherever they were now, had nothing to do with him. Seeing as he had been alone for a long time now just created this mindset that was exactly how he was supposed to be from here on out. The fact that she had to go and throw out his beer had completely annihilated any possibilities of getting himself drunk and stumbling home. Just one good drink could have had him past the tipsy point he was at now. Even though Rouge was here and it was hard for him to believe, a part of him still wondered if he was dreaming. But the reality of his beer being thrown away and he knew that this was no dream. In a dream he'd be able to control it coming back to him, but in this case, the glass bottle stayed in the garbage can whether he liked it or not. His violet eyes looking to Rouge as he saw the twisted look on her face. The atmosphere told him she was up to something. What the hell did she want from him anyway and why was she here? To shove it in his face? That was the only explanation. Shoving the idea of him losing the Master Emerald right into his red locks, was that it? He didn't need anything more than the citizens around him talking about him. That alone was enough. The eyes of various amounts of humans around him staring him down, looking at him from afar, and the whispering. He could handle it, he had taken it his whole life. But when someone approached him and shoved it in his face, he wasn't exactly kind about it. Keh, Scoffing, Knuckles looked away from her. Annoyance clear as day on his face. His eyes narrowing as he heard her next words but he tried his best to avoid her. Although his expression slowly began to drain and his body felt somewhat exhausted from hearing her words. She was right. Something about what she had been saying all this time, was all right. Was she trying to help him? Provoke him? He didn't get it. Why would Rouge the Bat of all people come into a crummy bar just to cheer an Echidna like him up? As he looked back to her, his mind filled with the possible thoughts of what goal to seek out next. His teeth gritting inside his mouth, trying to succumb to her ideas and thoughts. She was breaking him, she really was. Pushing him over the edge on purpose and he knew that but he wanted to back off from it. In his nature he knew he couldn't. So of course, he grumbled and crossed his arms gently against his chest, trying to make himself seem like he didn't care. But regardless as to trying, Knuckles knew better than to let Rouge feel like she won. His violet eyes staring into her green orbs. She had the eyes of a gold digger and the mind of a brilliant agent. You think you could really find that on your own? Pfft. Doubt it. Without me you couldn't find a needle in a haystack. As he uncrossed his arms he'd hop off his seat, looking away from her momentarily. You wouldn't know the first place to start. With a comment like that, Knuckles made his way out of the bar, attempting to ignore the well-aged beautiful bat who sat upon the counter.