Walking through Station Square, the group of Zeti marched weakened and tired.
"Ugh, how were we so bad against Sonic, and not in the good way" Zazz screamed while chuckling moronically as usual.
"And why are we here of all places Zavoc? The citizens are in terror as if a tsunami crashed or something" Zor said in the most depressed way possible.
"Look guys, I am apparently going to be in the next Sonic game, and none of you are invited, so I was wondering why don't we go get something before I have to deal with the blue fiend" Said Zavoc.
"If it has to do with eating, count me in!" Zomom said.
The sextet were trying to find somewhere to hang, but with everywhere saying closed or "gone fishing" they were hopeless, until they ran into Subway, a restaurant where there sandwiches are always served fresh so you can eat fresh.
"Oh, that place is making my tummy rumble!"
"Then we shall go there"Zavoc said with pride.
They walked into Subway while trying to get Zomom to fit through the door. Zeena was sitting at a booth with her feet on the table doing her makeup while the rest of the Deadly Six wen to get a sandwich.
"Hello there, uhh, monsters, what would you like?" Bean the Dynamite said to the sextets.
While Zavoc was deciding, Zamom squished though as if he had something to say.
"I would like the 50 foot longer with tomatoes, sausage, mustard, lettuce, salami, egg, salmon, mayo, ketchup, pickles, onions, and all the other toppings available!" Zamom said while Bean was typing like crazy on the cash register.
"Nice job ordering for the whole group this time Zamom" Master Zik said wisely.
"Who said anything about sharing?" He received his 50 foot long sandwich and chowed down the whole thing in one bite with Bean's mouth on the ground surprised.
"Are you serious Zamom, again with this disaster!" Zavoc screamed while wanting to punch Zamom in his fat, beautiful, face.
"Well, time to go!" Zamom ran out of the store with the rest of the Deadly Six chasing him.
"Y-y-you forgot to pay?" Bean said.
"Hey, what happened here Bean! Putting your hand in the tip bar." Bark, the manager of Subway said to him.
He then see's the tip jar broken on the floor with dimes and pennies surrounding the shattered glass.
"B-b-b-but it wasn't me, it was the Dea-"
"Just because you were forgotten, doesn't mean you get a free pass in life." Bark said.
The End!