Hey guys! This is my first fic that I'm writing for the site, and to start, I really wanted to combine the two things I love most, Sonic and Gremlins.

Just a fair warning, this story completely ignores the canon of Gremlins and Gremlins 2.

Enjoy!

You Never Can Tell

Chapter 1: Not for Sale

Sonic had never ran so fast in his life. He had always had something to run to, and he always ran fast. But not THIS fast.

This was because he had no idea what he was running towards. But he still had to find it. Tails' was a few hours away, and he still couldn't find him a present! He had searched across the entire planet for a great gift for him and still couldn't find something good! He searched for tools to help him with his machines, but he seemed to have everything he needed. He searched for toys and games, but everything was either too expensive, or not cool enough. He couldn't find anything that he thought was good enough to give to Tails!

There were only three things that Sonic loved more than anything else in the world: Chili Dogs, Kicking Eggman's Ass, and his little bro, Tails. So you could see why Sonic was so concerned about finding him a present.

Finally, just before dawn, Sonic had almost given up. He knew he had to get hi, something, but he had no luck finding the perfect gift. Looking around, he found one store that he had missed. A small Chinese antique shop, in the middle of an alley. Sonic walked in without thinking, hoping that something inside would be perfect for Tails.

Inside were several trinkets, statues and who knows what else, all covered with dust and cobwebs. Sonic could've sworn that he had seen place in one of the billions of scary movies he had watched. At the back of the shop, was a very elderly young man, Mr. Wing, who was peacefully dusting off an old chess set, while a little boy, his grandson, sat bored.

Sonic walked carefully to the desk, making sure not to break anything.

"Excuse me, sir?"

Mr. Wing remained silent.

"Can you help me sir? I was in the neighborhood, and I was kinda hoping to find a gift for my brother."

Still no response.

"He's really into machines, and inventing, and I was hoping you'd have something that would interest him."

Silence.

Having asked three times, and gotten no answer, he consulted the boy.

"Hey kid, is your grandpa alright, or something?"

"He just likes doing his work. He doesn't like being disturbed."

"That helps a lot."

Suddenly, Sonic heard a thump from the corner of the store. Looking in that direction, he saw a dusty old wooden box. Moving towards it, he open the box, and came across something he had never seen before, in all of his adventures. Now Sonic had met lots of strange creatures and people in his journeys. A powerful monster made of water, a flying creature that loved ice cream, hell, he had even met his younger self!

But he had never seen this.

In the box was a small creature, with long ears, stubby arms with tiny hands, brown and white fur, and a patch of white fur around it's right eye. It seemed to like Sonic, and started singing.

"Woah!", he said with excitement. "What is that?"

The boy responded, "A Mogwai. He does that sometimes."

Sonic closed the box and returned to the desk.

"That thing is awesome! Tails will love it! I'll take him! How much?" Sonic said, whipping out a whole lot of money he saved for Tails' gift.

Mr. Wing finally spoke. "No."

"W-what?" Sonic replied. "Come on, I'll give you 500 bucks for him!"

"No."

"You don't understand! That's the perfect gift for my bro! I can't find anything else to give him!"

"I'm sorry. Mogwai not for sale."

The boy quickly cut in. "But Grandfather, we need the money!"

"Mogwai requires great responsibility! I cannot sell him for any price."

Mr. Wing walked away and through the back door.

Sonic sighed. "I guess I'll have to settle for a gift card. Man, he'll be pissed." He walked off when the boy grabbed his arm.

The boy whispered, "Meet me around the corner in an hour."

Sonic nodded with confusion, but complied. In an hour, he was waiting around the corner, where nobody was at. He was anxious, as the sun was rising while he was waiting. The boy came running to him with the Mogwai's box.

"Sweet!" Sonic said. "You're a life-saver, kid." He took the box and gave the boy his money. "You sure about doin' this, kid?"

"Grandpa's crazy. We need the money. Just remember. There's three rules that you have to follow when you take him home."

"What are they?"

"First off, keep him out of bright lights. Especially sunlight. It'll kill him. Second, don't get him wet. No baths, and no water to drink.

And finally, no matter what, never, NEVER feed him after midnight."

"What'll happen if I do that?"

The boy paused. "You don't wanna know."

Sonic, confused, said "Ok, I guess. Thanks, kid. I owe ya one."

Sonic tightly grabbed the box, and ran home as quickly as possible. Tails would wake up any moment.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, and expect more to come!

See you soon.