Hi everyone! It's me, Puppeh! And I decided to write a new story because I'm bored with Excite Life. Hope you like it!
Also, Sonic doesn't live on Mobius, he lives on a different planet called Mazirada. (maw-zee-raw-duh) And he lives with Tails in Station Square.
Sonic – 20 years old, finished college early
Amy – 19 years old, also finished college early
Tails – 18 years old, finished college a long time ago being the little Smartie he is.
Knux – 21 years old, on summer break from college
Rouge – 20 years old, almost done with college but also on summer break
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Sonic's House – Default POV
"Mmmnyumm..." rambled clueless Sonic as he turned over to one side. The blue hedgehog was dreaming about his favorite blueberry-flavored ice cream with chocolate on top.
The sun shone brightly through Sonic's window, lighting up the insides of his eyelids. This light-show caused him to wake up with a strangled yawn. He rolled over to his side again, and saw Amy, her nude body partially covered by the sheet. Sonic also saw about 20 empty cans of beer scattered on the floor, and a bucket with dried puke on the side by his closet.
"Hi, Sonic," Amy says sweetly.
"HOLY CRAP!" shouted Sonic, re-waking up again and literally flying out of bed as if he just burned his ass. Finally landing back on the bed, he shakily searched his bedcovers and the whole room for any sign of Amy, puke, or beer cans.
Sonic's POV
I'm glad to find there's no evidence of the aforementioned items. I breathe a sigh of relief and jump off my bed, landing firmly on my feet with a THUD. I put some black jeans on and toss on a solid cerulean shirt. Grabbing my trademark shoes and putting them on, I head out the bedroom door into the kitchen, where my roomie and best friend Tails is making some sausages. He turns around and is shocked to see me; so shocked, that the pan with the sausages in it goes flying out of his hands. I backflip off of the kitchen wall and catch it, feet still sticking to the wall as I gracefully walk back down. I hand the pan back to my fox pal.
"Sonic! What are you doing up so early?" he inquires, accepting the pan-handle into his hands, and still really shocked.
"Well, ya know, the early bird gets the worm!" I replied with a grin.
"And that applies to you...how?" Tails asked, his eyelids drooping to emphasize the sarcasm.
"Okay then, translation: The early hedgehog gets the jog, freeing up the rest of his day for other stuff," I replied, noting his sarcasm as something I could prank him for later.
"Anyways, breakfast is ready," Tails said, changing the subject. He holds the pan out and lets me choose a couple of sausages. I pick 2 medium sized, well cooked hot-links.
"Thanks, buddy," I blab, already with a mouthful of sausage bite.
"You want anything else with that?" my trusty two-tailed pal questions while shielding his face from flying sausage-bits.
"Nah, I wanna go on my run real fast-like," I answer, swallowing my other sausage whole. I grasp the first half-eaten sausage in my gloved hand and take off out the door, my feet nearly invisible as they zoom like a conveyor belt on high mode. I run along the sidewalk and take another chomp at my sausage, finishing it off and swallowing with a feisty gulp. Free of my sausage-related slowdown, I sprint faster and run through a skate park. I curl up into a ball and shoot sky-high off of a ramp. The air runs through my quills as I fall back down, charging my speed and staying in one spot, then speed out of the skate park, still in a ball. I ease out of my curled-up form and take to my feet again, running outside of the Station Square city limits. I circle the city two full times, starting to break a light sweat. I run down the speedway back into S.S., heading towards mine and Tails' house. I hop on top of a G.U.N. truck and enjoy the ride, pretending to surf the truck. Passersby stare as I enjoy my ride, jumping off at the intersection of Cherry Blossom Lane and Oleander Street. I speed down Oleander Street, recognizing my house after a couple of blocks. I stop abruptly, surprising my neighbor and good friend Knuckles, and my other friend Rouge who was visiting him. They were sitting in lawn chairs and talking when I stopped on the sidewalk by Knux's house.
"Woah! Sonic, where'd you come from?" asks Knuckles, lifting his sunglasses off his eyes and twiddling around with them in one hand. Rouge sits there and sips her lemonade.
"I guess I had been running so fast, I was invisible to the naked eye," I replied, giving a sheepish grin.
"But I had my sunglasses on," objects Knuckles, wiggling the shades at me. (A/N: In Sonic Adventure 2 and Sonic Adventure 2 Battle, Knux's sunglasses allow him to see invisible things)
"Well, I guess I broke the speed barrier or something...I thought I heard something break, back at the intersection," I added, shrugging.
"I guess so, because to me it just looked like you came out of nowhere, Sonic," Rouge supported, taking her mouth away from the lemonade straw long enough to say something.
"Well, I'm gonna leave you two alone to talk...or something," I say, giving Knux a look that mentally prods him in the ribs. He simply rolls his eyes at me and continues the chat with Rouge that they were having about chao. I power walk back to my own house, and open the door.
-SPLASH-
A bucket clatters to the floor and Tails falls over laughing. "HAHAHAHA! I GOT YOU GOOD, SONIC! THAT'S FOR NOT CLOSING THE DOOR WHEN YOU LEFT! THE FLIES GOT IN THE SAUSAGES AND WHO KNOWS WHERE FLIES HAVE BEEN!"
"Heh, I guess you did, buddy," I say sports-man-ly and perch the bucket atop Tails's head. He laughed so hard, it fell off, and I left to go dry myself. I grabbed a towel in the bathroom and began to dry off my quills, when I heard a -ring ring!- coming from the kitchen.
"I got it, Sonic!" Tails hollers. I throw the towel in the laundry basket and walk back out to the kitchen, where Tails is talking on the phone. "Yeah, okay, sure, here he is," he talks to the other person on the phone. I try to mouth "I'm not here" to him, but it's too late, and he hands me the phone.
"Hello?" I ask, wondering who it might be, but having an idea who.
"Hi Sonic!" I hear you-know-who shout into the phone. She doesn't actually get on my nerves anymore, and I sort of like it that way.
"Sonic! I'm going grocery shopping, okay?" I hear Tails yell to me. I give him the 'okay' sign. (you know, the O with the other 3 fingers on the side)
"Hey Amy, whatcha need?" I ask, playing it cool.
"My computer kind of fizzed out, and I was wondering if you or Tails could fix it for me," Amy asks kindly.
"Well, Tails is out grocery shopping, so I guess I'll do it," I suggest, "When do you want me to be there?"
"Is 10:30 A.M. okay?" she inquires.
"Sure, I already went for my morning run," I tell her. "See you at 10:30!"
"Okay, bye Sonic!"
-click-
-beep- I press the 'off' button on the phone and hang it up to charge. Hmm, computers...I don't really know that much about computers! Why did I offer to fix it in the first place? Well...I guess I should just do a little research.
I run out the door, closing and locking it this time; I didn't want another surprise from Tails just in case something happened because I forgot again. Blah, blah, I arrive at the library and walk inside. I walk to a nearby computer with the search program open, I search for computers and it gives me all this crap about programming. So I narrow my search to: FIXING computers, and a nice little group of three books appear. The titles read: Restoring Your Hard Drive After You Screw it Up, Repairing Damaged Plugs and Stuff, and Fixing Fizzed Out Computers for Dummies. I quickly assessed the situation; obviously Fixing Fizzed Out Computers for Dummies was the best choice. I glanced at the organization number; it was 005.675, so I went to that area to search for it. There were 2 copies of the book, so I grabbed the neater-looking one and checked it out at the library desk after presenting my library card. "Thanks!" I yell over my shoulder to the library lady.
In response, I got a loud "SHHH!" from the other three library clerks. I frown as I run out the door and back to my cerulean-colored house. I sit down in my favorite blue armchair, lick my gloved finger, and start reading.
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Well? What did ya think? I tried fairly hard on this, and I think I did pretty good. Tell me your opinion in a review, and leave some constructive criticism if you'd like. I'll appreciate it.
By the way, I'm not setting a thing where it's all like, 12 reviews to next chapter, or whatever, for this story, 'cuz I really enjoy writing it. So don't expect all the waiting that I made you all do on Excite Life (again, sorry about that xD)
Puppeh out!