Hero Conference

Yes, I have written another fanfic with Sonic in it! Even better, we have another HERO in it too!

Disclaimer: Alfred F. Jones is Himaruya's property; Sonic the Hedgehog is Sega's property

Warnings: America being America, Confused! Sonic; POV that switches back & forth, probably bad grammar.

Sonic the Hedgehog, renowned hero and chili-dog lover, didn't laze around and wait for baddies to show up. He wished he could but life wasn't simple and kind to a hero. Once people became aware of his powers and the effect he had on people, everyone wanted him under their control (read: police, people like that) or wanted him arrested.

Or in one case, put with 'responsible' adults, since technically, he was still fifteen.

But strangely, perhaps interestingly, the United States government did not say a single thing. Nor did any of the country's governments that he happened to come across.

The one day, he got a phone call, from the Secretary of State. Well, Tails answered the phone because he didn't trust Sonic with not embarrassing himself.

"This is Tails Prower-yes, Sonic's friend. Ah…hm…" Tails gave a quick glance at the blue hedgehog, who was demanding answer by the look on his face and the tapping of his shoe. Tails held up a finger, indicating that Sonic should wait a damn minute, and turned his attention back to the government official.

"Tomorrow? Uh, well…ok. Thank you." Tails turned to Sonic.

"Um, you got invited to the White House. To talk to the President." The hedgehog raised a brow.

"Ok, you coming?"

"Sonic, you know I can't, I have to finish the airplanes by tomorrow."

"Eh, that's cool. I can go by myself. I won't embarrass myself, Tails." He said, watching his buddy open, then close his mouth and pout. He chuckled and leaned over to ruffle his fur.

"Look, nothing weird's gonna happen, so chill."

So Sonic says his farewells to Tails and goes to sleep at the end of the day, not worried that he was going to meet the leader of a country. When he wakes up the next day and downs an absurd amount of chilidogs, he knows he's ready to face even a grumpy Shadow.

Some weird guy in a dark suit knocks on the door and escorts him to a group of cars. Although there was a good of amount of agents there, following him, there wasn't much fanfare when he arrived at the White House. Not that he wanted any, since them Amy would have intercepted.

He got led to a waiting room where there were some drinks and snacks placed and told that he would be seeing the president soon.

So as he sat calmly, nipping a few chips and guzzling soda, he didn't notice footsteps that seemed to get louder and closer. He didn't notice anything until someone kicked the door open.

"Jesus Christ!" The blue hedgehog yelped and jumped behind a desk. He peek dove and saw some blonde dude in a jacket grinning wildly.

"Hel-LO! The hero is here!" The dude practically screamed as he spotted Sonic. The hedgehog held back a sob. The sound reminded him of Amy.

"So…You're a hero like me right? Cool!" That was the first thing the guy said to him after shaking his hand and fangirling.

The blue hedgehog nodded dumbly as the human blabbed about 'Saving the world from evil!' and 'What's a hedgehog?'

"Uh…a hedgehog is-" Sonic began, but stopped his hesitant voice. What was he thinking, sounding like that? Sonic decided he had to stop the confused act and step up his game.

"I mean, I ain't so sure what a hedgehog is scientifically, but lemme just tell ya, no one is a cool as me!" Sonic flashed his famous grin at the blond dude, who threw a blinding grin back.

"Who're you?" Sonic asked and watched the blond guy smack his forehead.

"Ah man, 'cuse me, I forgot to introduce myself!" The blond sheepishly scratched his hand, still holding onto Sonic's with his left.

"My name's Alfred F. Jones! Number one hero!" Blond— Well, Alfred— finally let go of his hand in favor of giving Sonic two thumbs-up. That blinding smile was back.

"Nice ta meet 'cha Al—you don't got a problem with me calling you that, do ya?" At Alfred's head shake, he continued with his question.

"No offense, but what are ya doing in the President's office? You his kid or relative?"

"HAHAHA...!" Alfred thrusts his hands on his hips and gave a loud laugh lasting about a minute.

"Nah, the old man didn't tell ya that I was going to be here?" Sonic scratched his head, shaking it after a thought.

"Nope, but lemme check with my little bro," A blue phone was pulled out and flipped open. The hedgehog scrolled down until he found Tails' number.

"Yo Tails!" He said when a cheery "Hello!" reached his ears. Out of the corner of his eye he watched Alfred pulling out his own phone, calling someone by the name of 'Iggy'.

"Hey Sonic, what's up?"

"Tails, was I supposed to meet up with someone named Alfred F. Jones?" Sonic sneaked a peak at Alfred, who was now wandering towards a door marked 'VIP-Private.'

"Mmm, nope... the secretary didn't say anything about meeting someone else." The blue hedgehog frowned as the blond was opening the door.

"Sorry Tails, I'm gonna have to hang up, he's kinda sneaking 'round-" He was interrupted by Tails' confused mumbling.

"But that strange, there's no information on him...! Wha? Son-!" Sonic hung up, not noticing that strange tidbit.

"Hey Al, you're not supposed to be in there, 'cause you don't have the key..." The door clicked open, squeaking forward slightly. Alfred turned his head and gave Sonic a strange smile, grasping his wrist and dragging him forward.

"Wait-" Alfred interrupted him by flicking on the switch.

"It's fine, you could say this is my office…"

"Office? Man, this is like a palace!" Although plain in color, the American's office was furnished with a strange mix of modern equipment (TV, Wii, some computer that looked custom-made) and 'old-fashion' stuff like the paintings and furniture.

"Dude, you even got a picture with the boss!" Indeed, held by an expensive frame, was a large colored photo of the current president of the United States and Alfred. If you were to walk in, the first thing you'd see would be the picture.

The walls were littered all sorts of paintings, many of them of the past presidents and...

"The first president." Sonic gaped at a young Al look-a-like. It had to be an ancestor or something; George Washington lived, like, 300 years ago!

The shocked creature turned his eyes towards the next portrait. It had the same guy in it—same grin, same eyes, same hair, minus the glasses.

"This can't be you, right?" Sonic asked slowly, glancing at Alfred from the corner of his eye.

"What do you mean?" Alfred gave a knowing smirk, finding amusement at the blue hedgehog's shock.

"Dude, this has to be your ancestor or something, unless you invented a time machine and met all of the past presidents!"

"Nope, you got it wrong." Alfred stood up and ran towards the hedgehog, attempting to throw his arm over Sonic's shoulders. Sadly, due to Sonic being barely four feet, Alfred missed and fell on the hedgehog.

"GAH!" Sonic screamed as his back cracked ominously, his face pressed between the floor and a smelly leather jacket. Alfred muffled his groan of pain and pulled himself up, helping his guest up as well.

"Al, you weight about a ton! What the heck do you eat?" Sonic probed his stomach and tail, checking for any broken bones or bruises.

"Hamburgers! The most heroic food out there!" The hedgehog just gave him a dirty look. The hedgehog begged to differ.

"And…you only eat hamburgers?" Sonic shook his head, thinking of how chili-dogs were way better.

"Of course! What kind of country would I be if I didn't eat my traditional dish?" Sonic blinked, letting the information sink in. In that blink, Alfred's smile popped out of existent. He ran a hand over his face, muttering 'Crap'

"Yeah…totally ignore that-"

"What?" Sonic demanded, standing to look at Alfred F. Jones straight in the eye.

"Wanna repeat that?"

Originally, it was going to end with Sonic finding out that Alfred was America properly. But, y'know, everything is better when it's a surprise! So yeah, don't kill me?

EDIT: Gah…the corniness…

I fixed up the ending (I didn't realize there was this gap between Alfred's confession and Sonic demanding to know why Al was a fat-butt)

Thanks guys for the reviews and alerts! And cause one of the reviewers inspired me, I'm making an omake with…you'll see!

Thanks for reading!

EDIT 6-29-2012: So it's a wee bit longer now...