Hold Out Your Hand [Active] Who: Mighty!Rouge (awarmred) and bitty!Chris (not_my_age) What: Keeping Chris company and cheering him up~ When: Earlier today? Where: Chris's Room Warnings:Mighty!Rouge's boobs. Cute Chris? Mothering and general sweetness?
Mighty the Armadillo was not himself. In fact... she was someone else, entirely. Not just a woman, but an attractive, rather volptuous white bat. She still hadn't gotten over the initial thought (or the fact that she had been hit on by one Scourge the Hedgehog), but there was a matter far more pressing.
A lonely little boy.
She didn't know Chris very well (just that he was a friend of Sonic), but she saw his plight and her heart went out for him.)
So, she had stocked up on sweets, on video games, on board games... and began the trek to Chris's room. She was having difficulty, however, being not used to being without her strength. It was strange, really - to feel pained and tired from carryings things that would normally be light to her. And she didn't want to admit it - but it bothered her, as well. The strength she hated and feared all her life... but yet, without it, she felt crippled.
And then there was that... nosebleeding... fuzzy.. ottsel...
Mighty tried not to think about that.
Regardless, she had made it to Chris's room. Arms sore, puffing a little - but still there. She knocked on the door, still not used to the sound of her own voice. "Chris?"