CHAPTER TWO
The race is over. Nobody's surprised Jet's won. He's walking down the entrance hall to the track. Reporters are swarming around him like mosquitoes. Question after question, cameras everywhere. All the usual stuff. Asking how he feels about the victory, what he thinks his chances for winning the tournament are. Silly questions with obvious answers. Jet keeps walking and ignores the reporters, giving only an occasional smile to the cameras.
A new question.
"Jet, it's come to our attention that you've raced Sonic twice now, at least. The first time you lost, the second time was a tie. Tell us, if you race him again, what do you think your chances of beating him are?"
Jet springs to life. His indifferent smiles are replaced with an honest, confident smirk as he turns to the camera.
"Impeccable. I could've beaten blue boy either of those other times."
The press seems almost stunned by his sudden vocalization, as they're obviously unaccustomed to hearing him reply to their queries. But the line of questioning continues.
"Then, may we ask, why didn't you?"
Jet's smirk widens further. He's as confident, as pleased as he's ever been.
"Don't you get it? If the wind blew any faster, it would deafen the world."
Jet continues walking. The reporter mob stands there, tapes being checked, notepads being scrawled upon. And Jet just keeps walking right out the door.
Sonic is sitting on a couch in a hotel in the middle of Station Square. He's just watching the final race coverage. He's not surprised Jet won, in fact, he expected it. He takes a bite of his chili dog. Now the cameras are following Jet down toward the entrance. He's smiling, Sonic thinks, but he really wishes they'd stop asking so many questions.
Sonic hears his name mentioned in one of the questions. His ears perk up. And, to his shock, Jet actually, verbally answers the question, smirking with wild abandon. And the follow up is even better – Jet's smirk is so huge it looks like his face might fall off. He knows I'm watching.
Sonic swallows his last gulp of chili dog, smirks right back at the TV set, and runs out the door.
Okay! ^^ That's it for the first posting. PLEASE R+R, I'm really proud of this so far. And stay tuned ^^
