Authors Notes: Station Square police officer Sonic the Hedgehog must decide where his loyalties really lie when he becomes enamored with the street racing world he has been sent undercover to destroy. BASED OFF THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS!

Sonic the Hedgehog sat in his blue Mitsubishi Eclipse, ready to take off from the lot he was in. He knew that being undercover for the Station Square police department was a big deal, and this was his first undercover assignment. He knew that if he screwed this up, his career was as good as gone.

He took of from the lot trying to reach the top speed of the Eclipse as the speedometer kept increasing 110… 120… 130… 140…145… only to spin out from oversteering.

Sonic only hit the Wheel in anger before driving to the Robotnik cafe and garage .

It was the twenty-first of September and Mother Nature had decided to bring Hell to the Earth in the form of a heat wave. An "Indian Summer" some might call it, to others it was Hell. Others, like Amy Rose, who had to spend the past three months slaving over an open grill for five hours in a un-air conditioned building, attached to a garage. Unfortunately, she had no choice but to stand at the counter and bear the heat, because, if she didn't, who would? No one, which was why she had to be there, not only that. No. That would make her life easy. Not only did she work - run - the restaurant-slash-store, she also had to do the books for this place and the garage. That her half brother Shadow Robotnik owned.

She looked up to see Sonic walking in, a magazine in historical hands. He was about as tall as she was, muscular, with short blue quills and emrald green eyes. He sat at the counter and started flipping through the magazine.

"Tuna on white, no crust, right?" Amy asked without looking up from her book.

"I dunno. How is it?"She dropped her pencil onto the counter and glanced over at him. "Everyday, for the past three weeks you've been coming in here and you've been asking me how the tuna is ," she said putting down her book and walking over to him. "Now, it was crappy yesterday, it was crappy the day before, and guess what?" She raised her eyebrows. "It hasn't changed."

"No crust?"

"No crust." Sonic smiled. She made his sandwich quickly, handing it to him. "Thank you."

Car motors roared to life around the corner and four sports cars pulled up in front of the diner. He turned to see what had made the noise and Mia took that time to check out his magazine. Import Racer! He was a racer. Figured.

Outside, the four people where just stepping out of their cars.

"Talk to me, Tails. This ain't workin', brother," Knuckles said, motioning to the open hood of his car.

"It's your fuel map. It's got a nasty hole." The kid looked over the engine. "That's why you're unloading in third."

"Told ya it was third," Silver said, leaning in. Blaze joined them.

"Shut up," Knuckles growled.

"I lengthen the injector pulse another milli-sec and just tune the NOS times... You'll be running tens." Tails was about to continue talking, but Knuckles arm on his shoulder stopped him. "Huh?"

"What's with this fool? What is he? Sandwich crazy?" He motioned to the red Ford pick-up before pointing to Sonic inside Robotnik's.

"Nah, he ain't here for the food, dog," Silver teased.

"Chill out, bro. He's just slinging parts for Vector man," Blaze spoke up, looking at them over her sunglasses.

"I know what he's slinging," Knuckles replied, walking towards the building.

"He's tryin' to get in Amy's pants, dog," Silver joked, adding fuel to the fire.

Amy looked up to see the Team walk in. The first person was Blaze, her best friend in all the world. She was tall and thin, muscular in all the right places from years of working on cars. Tails and Silver came in next, walking straight to the sunglasses an isle down from the counter. Tails was of medium height and skinny, with two tails, always looking as if he never ate, with Orange fur and a beanie, and blue eyes. Silver was tall and well defined with tattoos on his right shoulder and his left hand. He had Amber eyes and 5 trademark quills sticking from his head. Knuckles followed shortly after them, pushing a sugar container out of his way before sitting menacingly close to Sonic. He was what girls would consider and "All American Badass." Tall, big build, tattoos, red fur and violet eyes. He was known to, on occasion, ride an "All American" motorcycle when he wasn't driving an imported car. His only problem, however, was his weakness for Amy.

Hey guys, sup?" the woman in question asked as they walked in.

"How you doin' Amy?" Tails asked.

"How you livin' girl?" Blaze asked as she walked right past her and to the office door. "Hey, Shadow, you want something to drink?" she asked Amy's older half brother Shadow, who held up a can of soda without saying anything.

She turned her attention back to Knuckles who was still staring at Sonic, fighting hard not to laugh when she heard Silver and Tails making fun of Sonic: "Oh, he's bea-u-ti-ful," Tails said.

"I like his hair cut," Silver told him.

After three weeks of the same bullshit, Amy had had enough. "Knux?" she shouted, but was met with no response. "Knuckles!" He started slightly and when he finally looked at her, she asked, "Can I get you anything?"

Knuckles smiled at her and nodded in approval. "You look good."

Sonic's face fell. He stood up and dropped some cash on the counter. "Thanks a lot, Amy. I'll see you tomorrow," he said as he turned and left.

"Sure," she answered.

"Tomorrow?" Knuckles asked, looking down at the counter.

"I love this part," Silver stated, his mouth full of chips.

Amy watched as Knuckles shook his head and followed Sonic out to the street. "Yo! Try Fat Burger from now on. You can get yourself a double cheeseburger with fries for two ninety-five, loser," Knuckles shouted, pointing off into the distance.

"I like the tuna here," Sonic replied, glancing over his shoulder.

"Bullshit, asshole. No one likes the tuna here."

"Yeah, well, I do," came the snide answer. Just when Sonic was about to open the door to his truck, Knuckles slammed into him from behind. What followed was pretty much Sonic And Knuckles beating each other in the parking lot and ramming into their cars.

"Chaos! Shadow would you get out there please? I'm sick of this crap!" Amy yelled through the gate to the office only to have Shadow stand up and look at her. "I'm not kidding Shadow,get out there."What'd you put in that sandwich?" he asked, leaning against the fence.

"Oh that's very funny."

"Shadow!" Once Blaze said it, it was final that Shadow would listen.

He looked at his best friend and sighed. "Alright," he replied almost reluctantly.

He walked out of the office, through the store and onto the street, passing some random businessman who was trying to enjoy a cup of coffee. He was followed closely by Silver, Tails and lastly Blaze who glanced back at Amy as if apologizing for whatever might happen.

Shadow pulled the kid off of Knuckles and slammed him into his truck, holding him there while the guy caught his breath. "Hey man, he was in my face!" the blue hedgehog told him.

"I'm in your face," he replied harshly. Knuckles tried to push past him, but Shadow held him back with one arm. "Relax! Don't push it! You embarrass me!"

Silver took Knuckles away, dropping his bag of chips in the process. "Get ove' there. What's wrong with you?"

Shadow held out his hand. "Tails, gimme the wallet." The kid picked it up and handed it to his boss who opened it and read. "'Maurice Speed Hedgehog' sounds like a serial killer name. Is that what you are?"

"Nah man."

He hande the guy his wallet. "Don't come around here again." With that he started walking away.

"Eh, man, you know this is bullshit."

The bigger hedgehog whirled around to glare at Sonic. "You work for Vector, right?"

"Yeah I just started."

"You were just fired."