Silver The Hedgehog Is Silver
By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus
Silver The Hedgehog was silver.
And that's it.
"No it's friggin' not." Vector The Crocodile growled as he stood on the rooftop of a random skyscraper in the Speed Highway, his lanky arms folded. "You better come up with something better than that."
It suddenly turned to the night as the entire city of Station Square began shaking. Vector screamed as the skyscraper he stood on collapsed, although he survived because he's a crocodile who loves music. Down on the sidewalks of Station Square, E-123 Omega was shopping for notepads to use against Dr. Eggman's worthless consumer models, only to be bumped into by a couple of Buzzbombers.
"Who touched me?" Omega growled as he turned around, seeing the three blue colored bee based robots, his red eyes having a flare in them. "You. Priority changed. Buying pads of noting later. Number one priority is destroy shitty products of Eggman."
"D'oh! Run!" The Buzzbomber in front exclaimed as he and the other two made a buzz for it, only to be zapped to destruction by a laser cannon fired by Omega.
Omega nodded as he turned around, about to head into the book shop when he got bonked on the head by one of the wooden poles falling down. Omega's circuits were interrupted, causing the red and black walking arsenal to go berserk as he grabbed the pole with both of his mechanical claws, breaking the wooden pole like it was a pencil as he began zapping his cannons at everything, causing panic in Station Square as everyone ran for their lives. Silver The Hedgehog himself noticed that Omega was going crazy, and he ran towards the angered robot.
"Hey Omega, are you-" Silver then fell through a manhole, screaming as he fell into the sewer water. He popped up, grossed out by the gross sewer water all over him. "Ewww... this is just plain nasty..."
And due to the yucky green sewer water, Silver wasn't exactly silver.
And that's it.
"Come on, no one's gonna read this," Jet The Hawk commented as he had his arms folded together, shaking his head.
"Shush!" Storm The Albatross exclaimed, writing at a desk as him, Jet, and Wave The Swallow were all in the lounge. "I'm having a breakthrough!"
Wave sighed as she placed her right hand on her forehead, shaking her head in dismay. "Why didn't I just stick to making gears..."