The two groups of brawlers kept at each other, fists and kicks flying through the air and occasionally making contact with another brawler. It was currently REC hour, the only time of the day when the mobian soldiers got a break. Sonic, Miles, and thier other military friends we're enjoying a good group fight in the mess hall. Food and discarded water bottles lay everywhere. They werent sure what the one group did to the other group, but whatever it was most have been severe, for there was now fresh blood from a fighter's broken nose. The two groups backed away from each other, fists still ready for an extended battle. "What, you scared or somethin?" One of the cocky soldiers said to the opposing group.
"Nope." One of the soldiers from the other group said. He looked pretty mad.
"Well you should be scared. Just like your girl friend was scared of my massive cock!" The crowd surrounding the two groups cheered!
"What the fuck did you say bout my girl?
"You heard me, two face. Here..." The cocky soldier snatched the his victim's wallet from the table he left it on, and picked out a picture of a beatiful women. "I even have her picture." Now everyone was laughing, expect of course, the opposing group.
"YOU BITCH!" Now the pissed of soldier was really pissed off. A small 45. M9 was drawn from his pistol holster, pointed at the chest of the extrme joker.
"WOAH MAN! BE CHILL!" The soldier at the other end of the barrel said. "Where did you get that anyway?"
"Don't matter, but this does." Before the hateful soldier could pull the trigger, a private in the crowd of people tackled the soldier. The gun went off and now everyone was fleeing... except for the group that was with the vengeful soldier. They all kicked and punched the middle man private to the ground, in an attempt to send the rebel to the med bay. Tails and Sonic we're still at the scene.
"Holy Shit Dude!" Private Miles exclaimed, watching the now deadly skirmish. "That crowd wants blood dude. We should help. We should be heros!" Sonic just looked at him.
"Go right ahead..." he said. Miles looked at sonic, and then back at the fighting, before he said one final word to rush off the help the poor soldier.
"Dick"
Miles ran off to help the private, knocking one of the attackers off the Black and Red Hedgehog. A punch swung over Mile's head, just missing his ear. He connected his fist to the attackers face, and then followed up with a kick to the chest with another oppenent behind him. Private Shadow slowly got up to help his savior, with a look that knew that they couldn't win the fight alone. Sonic still looked at the fighting, still not concerned enough to accually help.
Private Miles took a punch to the gut and fell over to face what seemed like a never ending cycle of his attackers foot going through his stomach. Shadow knocked the outraged soldier off of him, still a bit bruised from the beating.
Before any more damage could be done, the Military Police charge in the scene and tazzed everyone in the frenzy, sending them into a condition that looked like a seizure. The Magor walked in, ever so angry, and shouted at the only witness on the scene.
"Private sonic, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED HERE!" Magor Charrels demanded.
"Sir, I was simply observing the fight." Sonic said, has he pointed to the group of now tazzed soldiers.
"Well no shit! Who started it?"
"There was another private here, sir. He was making fun of the other private with the red sweat band, sir" Sonic pointed to the soldier he was refering to.
"Carry these fucktards to the detention center. By the end of the day, someone is getting court marshelled! Now lets go! Lets go! Lets go!" The six rebels we're carried off by the military police, their shoes dragging through the assortment of trashed food and trays. Sonic was still standing at the scene, alone. Sonic sat down, picked up a un-opened water bottle, and drank it down; hoping to wash down his thoughts.