Jenna only giggled, "No you did." As she said this Willis took aim and fired a blow dart that was crawling with red ants.


(yey ;3)

"I'll have you know I live he-- YEEOWCH!!!" Kncukles sprang backwards. "WHAT THE--?!" He shouted some other inaudible fragments before glaring menacingly at the offender.

Willis was reloading his blowgun. "I wouldn't move if I were you, those are Fire Ants, live ones to be exact."

Knuckles glanced around. If there was a river of a puddle or something... There wasn't. "What do you want?!" He snapped.

"Hmmm...hmmm.....hmmm...classified information, although there's this fat-ugly-red-mustached-guy who put a powerful lot of money over your head, although we won't take you to him because he's a sociopath. So were here for the hmmm...hmmmm....hmmm... classified mission." Jenna ranted from her perch on the rock.

"Aha. More of a psychopath then you two." Knuckles said. "Though I find it hard to believe that Eggman is more psychopathic then the people who clearly enjoy dropping bombs, setting traps, and shooting things because 'why not'. But y'know, whatever,"

Jenna's mouth twisted into a frown. "We are clearly not psychopaths, we're just really really creative with our work. As to Egg-Face, we know what kind of-" Jenna paused and shuddered, "-Other worldly things he does."

Knuckles' gaze met her's. "Huh. So, are you gonna knock me out and get on with your 'classified' work or is there something you wanna tell me? 'Cause I'm gonna be stuck here a bit,"

Jenna clapped her hands slowly, "Of course we need the exact location of a dragon who angered Egg-Face. It's a drake about the size of these trees with black scales and a scar across his snout."

Knuckles huffed. "Like you'd belive me if I told you the truth," he said shortly, folding his arms. He flinched from another bite.