Knuckles the enchilada was tasked to guard the master emerald on angel island for as long as he can remember, he'd only leave the place when necessary or he'd bring it with him. After being alone in this place for so long he noticed something about the emerald made him happy, like be wanted to be with it for the rest of his life. He ignored it though and assumed it was just his devotion driving him mad. This was false however and it was far more in depth, it was love.

One day the red angry enchilada was sitting on top of the giant gem watching the clouds in the sky out of boredom. The coldness of the green gem made something inside him tingle and the moment felt so romantic, just him and m.e, it was perfect. He looked around and saw no one was there, not even the animals of the island. He smiled as he ran his knuckles over the smooth edge of the diamond sliding down and hugging its side. Then he brought his face against it and made out with it moaning softly as his tounge licked it.

Then he heard a rustle in the leaves followed by a scream making him fall off out of panic.

"What the frick?!" A voice said.

Knuckles turned around. It was Tails.