Flicker's Owner didn't loose in touch with humor

This is one of my oldest fanfic.

From the makers of "Honey, You've Gone to the Future" came this stupid idea...enjoy XD

Disclaimer: I don't own Sonic. If I do, my animation teacher would think me as a failure for creating pathetic chars such as Elise.

Let’s just say Dc. Flicker’s psychological treatments would never be the same when it comes to Sonic the hedgehog’s crew. The first case leads him to Rouge the bat’s strange obsession of someone instead of something. And just as a strange accident forcing the two certain male hedgehogs to keep their secrets, things getting heat up between them! And who would’ve thought that Amy Rose was their main competition?

Enter a craze psychologist story that will change Dc. Flicker’s perspective of love which, to him at first as an exasperating deviant hormone. His job as a psychiatrist will fill with stupid obsession color, awkward love, love hate relationship, switching personalities, greatest secrets and a deadly love triangle over a misunderstanding!

Chapter one:

Obsessive-compulsive neurosis (OCD)

Love, or so called hormone commotion inside biological life. You could identify it as Eros from Greek words, a type of love connection between a man and a woman. In narrative fiction, there’s a distinguishable popular category as recognized as “Romance”. You took notice of that everyday in your life. Some say it’s one of the significant components of your life, which was settled into marriage.

And yes… this is about love story with romance genre. I never thought I would put pen to paper for this. I, Doctor Flicker who’s occupation as psychiatrist don’t comprise any plans for this…thing.

No, I wouldn’t call this as an obvious attraction. The one when you had full consignment emotion and fill it with intimacy boundaries… That would be so cliché and nauseating. This story however, is concerning Sonic and his friends. Although, they’re seemed to be normal mobius, you wouldn’t believe among them could start a world war in excess of called attraction.

It all started in a normal morning, a normal start that will change drastically in the next few hours. A start from one unusual patient… with unusual problem…

“Name: Rouge

Physic: White colored bat with dark purple wings

Age: 17

Occupation: government spy” I spoke with a monotone word and in unison my patient waved her hand in distress. As my reply of this reaction I plagiarized my glasses to scan her more clearly.

Rouge the Bat was there, inclining uncomfortably on the red couch. Despite her…ahem… attractive clothes, she wasn’t in the disposition of being under the well-controlled temper. The further I observed her, the more irritated she was. It’s not her presence in my room which caught my attention; it’s her presence in my treatment.

“What…?” she finally state her disturbance.

“Miss Rouge…” I continued ignoring her complains, “Although you do have a record for my clinic’s treatment. I must say, this was quiet unusual event. I am Shadow the hedgehog’s physiatrist and usually you’re the one who brought him here. Your record was made for supporting Shadow in my treatment in order to cover his top secret identity.”

She buried her face on the couch aided with strange mumble, an abnormal way to counter. Of course, I often saw this coming... as known as out of character.

“Am I having mental issues?” the white bat peeked from other side to me.

“Pardon…?”

“Am I crazy?”

This question to me however, is a sign of every patient’s awareness and quite amused everyone if she asked them. At first appearance, she was normal. Luckily, I’m a therapist. It’s my job to investigate what’s wrong.

“If you asked you have mental issue. Well to be honest Miss Rouge, all people have mental issues. We all are born mad. Some remain so…as said as Samuel Beckett would say.”

She lifted an eyebrow, “You’re joking?”

“I believe that kind of theory. Some people we’re called normal just because they were on the light gradation of insaneness. You see, the mental issues was not leveled, it was slightly more like gradation it depends on your problem. For example: Robotnick was trying to take over the world everyday, that’s insane. Sonic the hedgehog running all day long: that’s insane, Tail’s hooked up his computer for sixty eight hours nonstop that’s insane!”

“When Shadow often shoots you with revolver during his treatment.”

Now it was my turn who’s getting annoyed, “Now that’s… INSANE!!!”

“I…ah… obsessed.”

“With…?”

“Purple colored things…”

I blinked, “You what…?”

“…obsessed with purple.” She repeated it apprehensively.

“…”

She groaned, “See? I’m crazy!!”

After spaced out for a moment, I kept my action as calm as possible (don’t laugh…don’t laugh), “Miss Rouge whatever ‘this’ problem which you speak of is quiet…normal.”

The bat mumbled, “I don’t believe you.”

I gave a wry face, “I have six years of experience in psychological education. Yet, you insulted me such insolent statement?”

“This thing is some sort of taboo to me… you know?”

“I’m sure some people are obsessed with certain colors: pink, green, yellow while most of them prefer blue. And yes, I do believe purple is attractive colors. Many people would agree as well as you.” I stood up to reach a book ‘psychology and colors effects’ and flipped it to a confident page. My eyes searched for the third row which was written the title purple.

“I don’t have this kind of obsession before!! It came out suddenly!!”

“Jewels…?” I interrupted.

“That’s ah… normal one… since I was a child.”

I ignored her for a while to gave the whole attention to my book, “Color attribute: Purple is the color for royalties. It stands for luxury (it suits her…), wealth (maybe), and sophistication (definitely very). It is also the color of passion, sensitivity and…romance?” I abruptly then throw the book to the nearest trashcan.

“Never thrust an amateur book written…” I mumbled.

“E…Even my clothes wasn’t like this before.”

Ah yes, I forgot about her clothes…it’s purple and bits of magenta accessories.

“You’ll get over it Miss Rouge sometimes obsession didn’t last for long. Why do you deny your fanaticism? It’s not likely some people would throw it unless you do it yourself. Example: get another obsession, what about jewels.”

“That’s just it!!! IT WON’T OVER!!! Even jewels are starting to be boredom to me!!!”

My head was lifted, “Oho that’s news… What do you expect from your strange deviants?”

“I want to know how it came.”

“Well simple, you have to know the first affection.”

“I don’t…remember” she sighed, her aqua eyes stared on the ceiling.

“I’ll help you. When was the last thing you change your clothes.”

“After my mission from ARK…”

“When the mission of ARK what was the first purple colored thing that caught your eye.”

“Well none, I see pink, blue, black, orange, red, and stuffs… wait a minute…”

“Yes…?”

“When I was on ARK Knuckles the echidna saved me from falling… And when I looked focus on his eyes, they are…purple.”

I froze up for a moment. But as if it has an essence itself, my hands reached for the trashed book and read again at the same page. My eyes are focus on the last word ‘romance’. It seemed I’ve had underestimate this book in the first place.

“Miss Rouge…it think I understood your problems” I sighed with relieved.

“Really…?” her hands clapped in excitement.

“This obsession was actually come as some customary hormone activity… Well, you’re seventeen actually. It supposes to be stabilized. Oh, how am I supposed to say this? It’s quiet hard to state this unexpected characteristic…”

She placed both of her arms on her hips, “State my problem, dragon.”

“Miss Rouge, you’re in love…”

“Wha…”

“You’re in love.”

“…”

“Did you pay enough attention to my words?” I raised my voice. Of course that was a mistake action, for I didn’t pay enough attention to her blank face.

*outside the treatment room*

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

A cat nurse startled when she heard screams, “What in the name…??”

“Ah it must be one of Dc. Flickers insane patients, he never had normal patient ever since Shadow the hedgehog…” replied a raccoon doctor beside her.

*back to the treatment room*

Here’s what to do when your patient didn’t act like they should: handle them to me. There’s a quote says ‘Give me an insane man and I will cure him’. I once hope that quote would be suitable to my daily life. Unfortunately it seemed I’m still struggled to calm Rouge as her eyes widened, screamed manically, held her head uncontrollably: now that’s insane…

“Nonononononononono!!”

“Miss Rouge, please do calm down for Heaven’s sake!!”

She grabbed my throat abruptly and shook me, “But I can’t… I mean it doesn’t… Well, THIS DOESN’T MAKE ANY SENSE!!!”

I struggled to spoke words to her, “Iit…iii…. its believed that obsessive-compulsive neuron was known as an act to handle certain feeling. Anything’s possible Miss Rouge, even if it’s means ‘when pigs flied’ if heaven allowed.”

“Why can’t they forbid my love!! So things could get easier!!” She punched her hand to the midair.

“Do not deny who controls fate, Miss Rouge.” I growled, “Do you have any idea that the way you informed me about him it’s an obvious action?”

She started to calm as she turned to me and gave quizzical face, “How come?”

“Among your friends…” I positioned my glasses, “You often threw most anger on him…Knuckles the echidna. Of course, you may not admit it but you often gave to much attention to him more additional than anyone else. And I’m quiet convinced that his appearance will always fills your head.”

“Did anyone know about this?”

“Well, no one except me and Shadow of course.”

“SHADOW?? Since when?”

“He’s quiet sensitive, easily disturbed by your ‘obsession’ overacting. He informed me about this disturbance.”

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***Dc. Flicker remembers***

“That bat girl just so obsessed with purple. From the main room to couch…She even nearly force me to paint my room with purple paint!! If she love that echidna so much why don’t she just TELL HIM!!!”

While to me, I unfortunately have to face Shadow’s anger. I was accompanied with few bullet tracks for the wallpaper. He brought the gun as usual in the therapy.

“You don’t say…”

***End of Dc. Flicker’s memory***

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“Would he tell everyone about this?”

“I doubt it. If this accomplishment won’t give him any providence, he refused to. Besides he’s a hedgehog who has no interest to be in a part of other person’s problem.”

“We can’t…” she whispered and lowered her gripped.

“Why not?”

“Well duh!! We’re too different!! I mean what would our children say?”

“Wait… I haven’t referring it into marriage path…” I murmured.

“He hates me!” she exclaimed.

I raised an eyebrow, “What makes you believe in such theory?”

“HELLO!!! Earth to Dc. Flicker, he’s a guardian and I’m a thief.”

“Well I thought you have given up on jewels.”

She sighed again, “He wouldn’t thrust me.”

I nodded my head in agreement, “Ah yes, the more you lied the less people thrust you.”

Rouge spoke with full of sarcasm, “Yeah thanks for the advice, I’m feeling SO much better.” For a few seconds the white bat felt silent for a moment she let the gravity pulls her to the red couch.

“Love always blossom in a strange way Miss Rouge. But if you have feelings for him, you had to tell him.”

“But I’m not ready to tell!”

“You don’t have to tell him now, show him…”

“Show him? How?”

“Talk to him. Try as hard to make him believe. I know it wouldn’t be that simple. Knuckles was a bit of antisocial (due to his isolated job).”

“Like I said, he wouldn’t thrust me.”

I silenced for a moment. Through my glasses Rouge simply refuse to take my advice.

“You never even tried to… I’m a psychiatrist, my job is to guide your way to the door. Elsewhere it’s up to you.”

My words finally consumed her well. As the result she gave me a smile

Rouge smirked, and that’s all she can do. I politely accompanied Miss Rouge to exit. When I shook my head, I silently guess these kinds of case should be the only one and it would be over after she left.

That of course, for no species could calculate what had come in the future perfectly. The exit door was opened by me. And I would found the proof that my prediction had come to its limitations…

“Sonic…? Is that you?”

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