I've had terrible writer's block as of late, so I thought that maybe writing a whole lot of drabbly oneshots would help break this. Thus far it hasn't, but I think this one is getting me there. So this is the first one in a set of oneshots, which I'll hopefully get around to writing soon. If not, it'll stand alone.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic and all related characters. Word.

Disc Jockey.

"Some official character art and a television commercial for Sonic Adventure suggests that he has a personal hobby as a Disc Jockey,"
— Sonic's profile on the wiki.

"Come on Knuckles, don't look so down," Rouge cooed. "You should just be grateful that I'm letting you into my club for free," This was echoed by Tails and Amy who were seated opposite him in their booth, though it didn't do much good, he could hardly hear them over the ridiculous music.

He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "How did Sonic get out of this anyway? It seems like the sort of thing that he'd like,"

"He went out running earlier and didn't get home in time," Tails shrugged. "I'm sure he can come another time with us though, right, Rouge?" He looked over to her hopefully. Knuckles thought this was kind of strange, for someone who liked to spend all day in his workshop, he sure was enjoying being out. Why was the fox even here though? He was eight years old, that was entirely too young to be hanging out in a club! The same went for Amy, she wasn't as old as him either. Well, she did live alone in downtown Station Square, so she was probably used to a rough neighbourhood. But still...

"Anytime, darling,"

Great. Now he'd be forced to come back again because Rouge would fake being offended if he didn't and everyone else wouldn't let up until he said yes, which was pretty much why he was here this time. He would have preferred just to be on his island looking after the emerald, but instead he was in Club Rouge surrounded by people talking and dancing (a situation that he would have been just as happy to never experience, yet here he was). It was awful, the lights were too bright and the music was way louder than it should have been. It was safe to say that he wasn't enjoying himself one single bit.

He turned away from them to show his disagreement to the idea of having to return and instead looked over to the dancefloor. People were everywhere and he just knew that Rouge was going to try and get him up to dance later (which of course he would say no to). Oh boy, this night was certainly going to get worse before it got better. He continued to survey the room, but stopped when he saw the DJ. It was a very familiar blue hedgehog, the only noticeable difference was the pair of glasses perched on his nose.

Surely not, it couldn't be...

No one else seemed to have noticed yet and considering (he hated to admit this) he was usually the last to figure things out, it was actually quite unnerving. So he turned back to Rouge and asked, "What's the DJ's name?"

"He's called Sonique," She replied. "He claims to play the fastest records in the city, so his name pays homage to Sonic,"

"Right," He said, looking towards the DJ again. The similarities were striking, it had to be him. "They look an awful lot alike,"

"Not that much," Tails shrugged, turning to see himself. Amy followed and muttered something about being able to recognise him from anywhere, so it couldn't possibly be their friend. "He's taller than Sonic," But Knuckles wasn't convinced, there was too much evidence to back it up.

"Knuckles, we're going to go dance," Rouge said, standing up from her seat. "You coming with us?" A few minutes ago there was no way in hell he would have said yes, but he found himself nodding and following them into the mass of people. It was an extremely uncomfortable situation for an echidna who was so used to being alone, but he had to get a closer look at this Sonic doppelganger.

He watched him play around with the deck thing DJs use (having never been in a place like this before, Knuckles didn't have any idea of what the equipment was called), and as he stood there, it because apparent that it definitely was Sonic. In his head he listed the reasons for his conclusion lest he have to explain them to anyone. First and foremost, his appearance - they were freaking identical! Granted he was wearing glasses and had his gloves off, but that hardly altered how someone looked. So either everyone had no idea what Sonic looked like or they were all blind.

"It looks exactly like him!" He hissed to Tails, who looked up at the guy and shook his head.

"I think you're overthinking this," He answered. "Just forget about it,"

The second reason was that he hadn't joined them here tonight. Maybe because he already had plans, plans that involved Club Rouge and DJing. It was more than a little fishy, if you asked him, which you were. Then finally there was his name. Sonique was very close to Sonic, case in point. But that brought another concern to his mind, why hadn't he told anyone? Did he not want them to know that he was a DJ? That was kind of stupid, it's not like any of them would have cared.

"Amy, can't you see how much they look a like?" He tried her this time. She just shook her head and turned back to where everyone was dancing. You'd think Knuckles would start to doubt his judgement as apparently he was the only one who was able to see it, but no. He was sure it was him.

But still, how could they not see it? Tails was way smarter than him, so what was the deal there? He just had glasses on, they were really easy to look past. He was even pulling that familiar smirk, that thing was like his trademark, so why did no one realise? It was beyond frustrating! So, on a whim, Knuckles decided to go confront him. What's the worst that could happen anyway? He could get thrown out, which he wouldn't particularly mind (Actually, Rouge wouldn't allow it, but to be honest he'd prefer to leave), and he could take on any of the bouncers. So he stomped off the floor and headed towards the stage.

"Where are you going?" Amy yelled over the music (trust him to play it this loudly).

"To Sonic," He stepped up onto the stage and walked towards the booth, arms crossed over his chest. But as he got closer, he started to worry. What if it wasn't him and he had just convinced himself it was? Maybe they didn't look that much alike at all and he was just imagining it all? He'd look like an idiot if that was the case, but he couldn't turn back now, he was already standing in front of him. Okay, just focus on the similarities you noticed before.

"Dude, you're not allowed up here," Same voice too.

Knuckles just raised an eyebrow. "Why not, Sonic? I thought I was your friend?"

He seemed to flinch at the mention of his name, making Knuckles feel a little more assured. "My name is pronounced Son eek, and I don't know what you're talking about,"

"I'm pretty sure it's Sonic,"

"Look, Knuckles, I think I know my name," As soon as he said it, he realised his mistake and his face fell.

"I knew it was you!" He pointed his finger accusingly as their friend. "I just can't believe that nobody else realised, it was pretty obvious,"

Sonic laughed. "Apparently no one can recognise me when I wear glasses...besides you, which is weird because it's you, Knucklehead,"

"Hey, what is that supposed to mean?" He retorted, making a swipe for the spectacles. Sonic ducked in time, poking his tongue out as he did so. "Why didn't you say anything to anyone anyway?"

"Rouge knows, considering she hired me," Knuckles cursed the bat under his breath. "And you guys would think it was stupid,"

He just shrugged in response, not willing to admit that maybe it was a little impressive. "You should probably get back to mixing music or whatever it is that DJs do," He mumbled, and Sonic grinned, turning back to his...deck.

He wandered down to where he had began - the booth, deciding to wait the rest of the night out there so he could rub it in everyone else's faces that he was right later on. But for the moment, he was just wondering what the hell had just happened. Sonic was a DJ, Rouge had known all along and he was sitting in a club, the whole situation was absurd. But what was the most concerning was that he had been the only one to figure it out.

In the French versions of the games, it seems they pronounce Sonic Sonique, which is where I got that from. Also, it's one of those strange moments that happen in shows and games where the character wears a disguise where it is obviously them yet the others don't recognise them. I hope it made sense!