Twas a quiet morning, where Jewel was still awake. She had woken up at two that afternoon and was still awake at five in the morning. Jewel sat lazily on the couch watching Fox News in the Morning with her 10 week-old pug, Priscilla, a.k.a. Puggles. She said, "What if!" and her poor pug thought, "Not another crappy fan fiction story. . ."

"Mr. Hedgehog! Mr. Hedgehog! Have any time for us?"

"Sure! Anything for my media pals!" The cobalt hedgehog grinned happily.

"What's your next new thing for us?"

"A preview already? Okay, sounds fun. Let's see here, hmm. . .

'She slipped and fell in pursuit of the shining emerald. The werehog was gaining on her. She climbed to her feet and quickly picked up her pace once more, shouting, "Stay away from it! You'll get everyone killed!"

His thick, blue hand swiped at her face and cut her cheek, all thanks to his wolverine nails. "You can't defeat a werehog! Try this for getting everyone killed!" He slammed his wolf fangs into her shoulder, and watched as she fell victim to his poison fangs. "The emerald is mine! All mine!" He easily caught up to the flying object. He snatched it out of the air and said, "Now my collection of the Malice emeralds of the Mystic Ruins is complete! I shall join them with their best pals for life, the Chaos Emeralds of Angel Island!"'

. . .whaddya media dudes think?" He asked, showing them all his canine teeth, which shone as bright as the emeralds he had dreamt up.

"Amazing, Mr. Hedgehog!" A man shouted.

"Mr. Hedgehog, is that the next Manga chapter of, 'The Bloody Fangs of Mystic Ruins?'" A woman asked the famous hedgehog.

"It just happens to be!" He answered back, chuckling.

"Mr. Hedgehog, at first, did you think writing a Manga and Anime series would make you a multi-millionaire?"

"Actually, I just thought it would be a hobby, just like reading, swimming, or watching T.V.!"

"Mr. Hedgehog, do you think that people could earn money from swimming as well?"

"Heck yea! If you spend enough time on it, then you could be as good as Michael Phelps!"

"Mr. Hedgehog, is it true what they say? Does having money give you everything you need to live?"

"Technically, it does! Life support, Health insurance, food, I can eat out whenever, really, new clothing, furniture, a Ferrari, and the roof over my head. Actually, the roof over all fifty thousand square feet of my three-story mansion, baby!"

"Sounds cool. Where do you plan to shoot the next Anime episode at?"

"I dunno. The Big Guy hasn't told me yet."

"Will you please let us know where, Mr. Hedgehog?"

"You can bet on it!"

"Good bye, Mr. Hedgehog!"

"Please, please. Call me Sonic!" He grinned at them even more now. But it was a fake smile. . .

*Blank wall. Blank wall. I have a computer, I should check on my fan mail.*

The blue hedgehog slid down the pole on the stairs, his favorite pastime, to the first floor and clicked the power button on his computer. The screen flashed and read:

WELCOME TO WINDOWS XP!

As he waited for it to load, he turned on his 50 inch plasma screen T.V. and switched it to the evening news.

'And today we have a hedgie who needs help!'

Sonic turned his sight from the computer to the plasma television and listened. He would help anyone who needed it.

'Her name is Amy Rose, and she so desperately needs a job. She has a Masters degree in Physics and Technology, but she decided that being a maid was better.'

"What?" Sonic shouted, and his voice echoed throughout the entire mansion.

"She has a Masters degree in what's probably the two best professions to get a job in, except for medical degrees, and she wants to be a maid?" Sonic loved to talk to himself and ask his Manga and Anime characters questions, so this was a regular thing with him.

'She wants to have a job as soon as possible, so it's first come, first serve. The number to hire her. . .'

"Whoa!" Sonic shouted as his legs propelled him towards the blue phone attached to the wall in the expansive kitchen.

Sonic stared impatiently at the T.V., waiting for the number:

'. . .is: 777-7117. Thank you, Miss Rose. Good luck! Now we move on to. . .'

Sonic dialed the numbers so fast, his fingers were a blur, but he still hit the right buttons with extreme precision.

"Hello? Are you calling about my maid service already?"

"Yes. Yes I am."

"Okay, wow, this is faster than I thought."

"Do you, by any chance, read or watch Manga and/or Anime?"

"I do! Have you seen 'The Bloody Fangs of Mystic Ruins?' I love that! The news got an interview with Sonic himself who gave a preview for the next chapter and episode!"

"Well, how would you like the first-ever sold copy of the #19 Manga and Anime before anyone else?"

"I'd love it, but that series is so popular, no one has it. The copy is still sold and rented out."

"No one has it except the author."

"You know him? Wait. NO!"

"Yep. You're talking to him."

"NO WAY! THIS IS A PRANK!"

"Nope, this is Sonic."

"WOW! I'm the maid for a guy who's famous and rich enough to buy a mansion and a Ferrari? Amazing! When do I start?"

"Right now, if you want to."

"Alright! I'm on my way, sir!"

Sonic was about to tell her to call him Sonic, but she had already hung up.

Now Sonic realized that money couldn't buy him everything. He knew he was missing some important part:

Someone to give him company and laugh alongside him.