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“Your darling little jewel's missing, hm? Oh, is that right? Well, I can assure you that it's no April Fool's joke.”

Seated upon Club Rouge's balcony, sipping away at a steaming mug of black coffee. The midnight holiday chaos has just begun..

“Spreading rumors about me, is he? How rude!” She laments, a feigned pout framing her remark. “Look at me; do I *seem* like a dirty thief to you?” She innocently bats her lashes, dipping into a bow for the hedgehog. Above her, ribbons of moonlight spin, circling into a halo.

Resting upon a sturdy oak branch, fingers idly playing with a stolen necklace. “My, you're breathtaking! How could that mean jewelry store ever lock your sparkle away?”

“The surprise's half the fun.” A sharp return, framed by a mischievous grin. Such stubbornness! How delightfully amusing. “Now's not the season to be a stickler, Shadow. Think of this as my gift to you: the gift of giving!” And the gift of lying.

“Who, me?” The bat gasps, astonished by the accusation! “I'm just admiring, is all!” The thief hums, pink smile innocent as can be. “Spare a lady a glance?” She coos, ever so discreetly pulling the tiramisu to the ledge. A bat's meal is best served coldly stolen. ✨️

Out on a late night flight, Rouge spots a curiously lonely tiramisu. How enticing, perched on a windowsill. ... Surely no one would mind if she stole a bite. ✨️

Slipping behind a dingy corner to pull out a locket hidden in her pocket. Espio's picture never fails to look dashing in the moonlight.

❝Help a girl out, won't you, hero? Put some good manners into that knucklehead of yours. And while you're at it, a good word about your dear friend Rouge. I'd love a playdate with him! With the Master Emerald as chaperone, of course.❞ ✨️

❝Oh, everything's got a story!❞ She retorts, excited laced in her words. ❝A mystery's the best story of all. Is that your plan, hm? To keep it a secret? Good choice; I love a good mystery.❞

❝A trio? Oh, I can't! You put me on that stage with you boys, and I'll run you for rings you don't even have. ... How's about a solo act, Blue? A Swift tune of your choice. I'd *kill* to hear it!❞

❝Oh, is that what he told you? How strange; I recall he quite enjoyed it. But that's what he gets for interfering with my work. Hitting a lady; my, wherever did he get *those* manners?❞

❝Surely. Now, how about surprising *me* with a duet, hm? How's Enchanted sound? I'm sure you'd two would sound just great. ... For better or for worse.❞

❝Oh, I'm *personally* wounded. I don't think I'll ever recover!❞

❝Akanishi... how exquisite. Charmed, really.❞ She'd reply, flashing her company a coy grin over her shoulder. ❝Does it mean anything? I'm sure it's got a story.❞

❝Are you calling me a traitor? I wouldn't use such a rude term, it hurts! Let's call it... a freelancer, shall we? And freelancers don't go spilling the details of their work. No mystery, no pay, dear.❞

❝Let me take you up on that, Big Blue. Don't go tripping over your feet, now! I'm quite the flier.❞

❝I gotta thank you, really. You're quite the help, getting the police off my back for a while. ... Though, that doesn't make you any less crazy, Blue.❞