Happily Ever Beginning

 Prison cells aren't made for comfort, but even Antoine had to admit this was slightly better than he expected. He'd only woken up minutes ago, and instead of rusty chains and a dirty room, it was simple steel all around. It practically glimmered, it was so clean. After a moment of thought, Antoine decided it made sense. Doctor Robotnik - Eggman, as most of the world sneered - was so prideful and narcissistic that even his cells had to be perfect. A quick look around told the coyote that his sword had been taken, as well as his hoverboard and communication device - he only had the clothes on his back. Oh, and the nice little bruises forming all over. Which still stung.

 Antoine D'Coolette was a grown man, damn it. He had his own checking account and everything. So why was he still being bullied like he was in high school?

"Do you need those ears cleaned? I said gimmie your wallet, frenchie."

Probably because he was being threatened by three burly men twice his size. Plus the last time he tried carrying around his fencing sword for protection the cops pulled him over. So this was his life, apparently. He was going to die a poor, weak, virgin. Why did life hate him? Wasn't there someone, anyone who could provide a saving grace?

"Z-zere ees barely anything een zere! Eef you... gentleman... could just let me on my way..."

Nope, diplomacy wouldn't work here, as evidenced by the burliest of the men grabbing Antoine by the collar and trying to lift him up. But no one in this group heard the rumbles of a distant motorcycle.

Just as there are two sides to every coin, there were also two sides to Antoine D'Coolette. One side had a proud ego boasting that the D'Coolette line would last forever, with him as the greatest hero that ever lived. The other side had a crushing lack of self-confidence that believed he was little more than a cog in the machine of life. These two sides often did battle with one another, with the victor depending on the mood he was in.

His mood was terrible lately. His bad luck was worse than usual, as every other day, he felt like destiny was trying to kill him. Cars dodging him on the road by a hairlength, accidents from the sky only missing him because a friend shouted, poisoned food someone else ate when he wasn't hungry... Now that night, he'd heard noises in his own house, despite the fact he had KNOWN the door was locked.

Terrified, he slipped out of bed, and fumbled to grab his sword from his scabbard hanging off of his chair. Was he being robbed? Did he have anything of value to be stolen? Gulping hard, he opened his bedroom door, knees knocking.

 first date - It's a date! Or not. Maybe you're just at the skating rink, the intergalactic space station, or the five an dine at the same time.


If someone asked Antoine if he'd even been on a date before, he would laugh and say of course he's been on dates, many girls back home swooned over his suave techniques, and he had dozens of girlfriends in the past.

These are, of course, all lies.

Which was why he was so amazingly nervous and anxious as he went to meet his first girlfriend. It was still a miracle in his mind that not only did she agree to go out with him, but she had actually liked him too! What were the odds?! What was this luck?! But one thing was for certain - he was not going to screw this up. He was going to show her a good time, because she deserved a good time.

In one hand he held a picnic basket, filled with small meals he had made himself. Due to Eggman's continuous attack on the world, and that the Freedom Fighters were still mostly in hiding, they couldn't afford to go out to big cities or do expensive things, lest they catch attention. Antoine hoped a simple picnic under the warm sun on the soft grass would be all right with her.

He also hoped she would liked the bouquet of roses in his other hand. All right, so maybe the 'suave techniques' thing wasn't a complete lie.

POTENTIAL PLAY POST WITH CRIM 

ANTOINE X BUNNIE

SILVER X BLAZE