Disclaimer

I, Charles Michael-Lee Barnes Jr. (A.K.A. ulti_sonic, B.K.A. Ultimax), do not own any part of Sonic the Hedgehog's Franchise or broadcasting properties and privileges. I am just a Sonic fan Trying to Spread some Christmas Cheer. I hope you like this fanfic. But to those who don't like it just because of the fact that I took their favorite show and butchered it in a fashion that displeases them I say unto you, Lighten the hell up. It's just a fanfic for goodness sake.

Its Christmas again, ya'll. This year I decided to put some of my stories on hold for the holidays. In other words, I'm taking a vacation. Instead, however, I'll do a Christmas story just for the heck of it. Charles Dickens' "A Christmas Carol" is one of my favorite Christmas Stories of all time. So I'll take my favorite video game character and combine it with my favorite Christmas story. It's going to be on the lines of SatAM Sonic the Hedgehog but with a twist so bear with me. Here is Sonic the Hedgehog's Christmas Carol.

A Sonic Christmas Carol

It was cold as cold could be that Christmas Eve morning. Old Robotnik was hovering through the city of Robotropolis, formally known as Mobotropolis, in his Hover Mobile, heat set to max and coffee in hand. The small hover car hovered across Robotropolis above the many robots that were busy working, toiling, and patrolling. Christmas knows no bounds. Even those who work under the heavy hand of Robotnik, show some Christmas cheer. They hung decorations and sang carols. Robots singing Christmas carols as if they wanted to and with much enthusiasm. They waved to Robotnik in hopes of Christmas reaching his cold heart. But Robotnik returned the act of kindness with a cold shoulder.

As he rode into his fortress, he continued to find ways to expand his reign throughout Mobius. It has been years since he took over the once beautiful and vibrant Mobotropolis and roboticised everyone. Some escaped and those who did became the Freedom Fighters. Robotnik overthrew the King who mysteriously disappeared after an attempt to get back at Robotnik for acts of betrayal. The Freedom Fighters blamed him for that but Robotnik denies. It also made it easier for him to take over now that a good friend is out of the way. But with the Freedom Fighters always thwarting his plans it is just as difficult as having the King around.

"Good morning, sir" said the assistant and nephew, Snively.

"What's so good about it" responded Robotnik.

"Well It Christmas Eve, sir."

"Does it look like I care Snively"

"Well-uh, n-no, sir. You d-don't.

"You idiot, that was a rhetorical question. Now get back to work."

"My apologies, sir. Of course, sir. Right away, sir…[under his breath] you overgrown sad sack."

Snively walked over to the Master Computer to wait for orders from Robotnik. Robotnik asked for the report to see if anything is amiss or needed attention. After one hour of surveillance and running stats Snively started to grow tired.

"I find it suspicious that it is awfully quiet today," wondered Robotnik

"Well sir, it is Christmas Eve," said Snively "Perhaps they're taking a break."

Robotnik just continued to sit and ponder.

"Speaking of which, sir," Snively began to ask with a change in tone. "T-tomorrow is C-C-Christ-m-mas, s-sir, and I w-was w-w-w- *gulp* wonder-

"Spit it out Snively!" shouted Robotnik

"Ah-uh-um- can I have *gulp* the day off?"

"And may I ask what for?"

"Uh-because it's *gulp* Christmas?

"Christmas? CHRISTMAS! To hell with it, I say. Christmas is for fools. This is what I think of Christmas…"

"…yes, sir?"

"Agh, what is that people say to curse Christmas? Uh-B-ba-baahh…"

"Sir?"

"Bah-Humbug! Yes, Bah-Humbug, that is what I think of you and your Christmas. You shall not receive a 'day-off'. Not while I'm so close to global domination. Now get out of my sight. Go on patrol or something and report back, ans so help you, Snively, you better have a good report."

After running off and calling Robotnik a miserable oaf when no one was around, he set off to the Hover cars. As he lifted and set off to his assigned sectors, a spying Sonic the Hedgehog saw Snively fly off and ran in the direction Snively came from.

He wondered into the command center Robotnik was in. Robotnik was asleep.

"Wake up Santa it's my turn to ask what I want for Christmas," Sonic said as he jumped up and down on his lap.

Robotnik was shocked to see him slip in through the guards and security traps. Sending out Snively left him scared to wonder if Sonic was here to assassinate him. He wondered if there were any guards at all. But more importantly he wondered why Sonic was here.

"I bet you're wondering why I'm here, ay, Ro-butt-nik?" Sonic said.

"What do you want from me?" Robotnik responded.

Sonic got back down and looked at Robotnik. Sonic wore a serious face. He wasn't smiling. He reached into his bag to pull out a rolled up piece of paper. He unraveled it and gave it to Robotnik.

"..A truce !" questioned Robotnik after read several sentences. "From now until January 2nd? Are you serious dear boy?

"As serious as 'All you can Eat Chilidog' day and Pig's Stand."

"But whatever for? Why all of the sudden?"

"Well, you see Christmas is gonna be kinda big this year and we kind of just want to take a break. We all figured you'll probably do the same."

"What is it with people and Christmas these days? Hedgehog, the world keeps spinning all year round. It never decides to take a break. I want to rule this world. Tell me, why should I wait for that?"

"Because it's Christmas ya fat jerk."

"Well, hedgehog, this is what I think of your Christmas."

Robotnik took the Truce Treaty and began to crumple it up. He took out a ray gun and vaporized it. He rubbed the ashes in the ground with his foot. He set his sights for the hedgehog and started to shot at him, failing to land every shot at the evasive rodent.

Sonic ran away after he graced Robotnik with a scornful "Merry Christmas" calling him a "Scrooge" afterwards.

"Bah Humbug" was Robotnik's only reply.