DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN MARIO OR SONIC, OR ANY CHARACTERS OR SETTINGS RELATED TO THEM. THEY BELONG TO SEGA AND NINTENDO
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Silver hit the puck with his hockey stick, sending it flying into the goal. Make that seven straight goals. Even though he didn't really plan on being on the hockey team, he felt it was probably best to touch a little bit on everything.
Suddenly, Vector peeked out through the doorway, and chuckled to himself. "Nice skates, Silver! Bwa hahaha!" Confused, the hedgehog looked down at the ground, and to his horror, found that he was wearing pink skate shoes. These were Amy's. And he hadn't even noticed. Deciding that he should change out of these before anyone else found out about this, he made his way to the bench and the other supplies. A few minutes later, he was back on the ice, ready to get his adrenaline pumping. He took a few steps forward, and...
Slipped and fell, hard, to the ground. Rubbing his head as he stood up, Silver looked at the bottom of his right shoe. To his horror, he found that the blade had somehow broken off, causing him to lose his balance. After thinking about the odds of this actually happening (which made his head hurt even more), he hopped his way back to the bench and sat down. All of their equipment was brand new, top of the line. How could this have happened?
Examining the broken blade, he found that it didn't look like it had simply fallen off. In fact, it was as if it had been cut with something. Like somebody snuck in here, ruined the blade with whatever tool of their choosing, and then took off laughing.
And he didn't even notice the ruined skate! And he usually notices a lot of things. Too much time playing mind numbing video games? the thought out of his head, he focused his current situation. What should he do?
Tell Sonic? Nah, he's too busy to be bothered with this. Then again, he is the team leader, maybe he should be the first person to know....
Do nothing and play video games all day long? No! Wait, yeah, he can do that later or tomorrow. There are more important things to be done at the moment. And he doesn't say that very often.
Launch his own investigation? Wait, what? He's not freakin' James Bond or anything like that. Getting killed by falling down the stairs while trying to be "secret and spyish" was probably the most likely ending to his little adventure.
But...that could be fun. Running around, keeping secrets, going out at night to do his work, busting the bad guys. Yeah, that sounded really cool! And when everything turns out okay, all thanks to him, he'll be famous!
Time to get started.
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Amy came into the dorm area of the building, feeling a little light headed for no apparent reason. People did say she was an airhead, but really. Opening the door to her room, she gasped as Sonic was already in her room, lounging on a chair with a soda in his hand. The fact that he looked so comfortable hinted that he had been here for a long while. Grinning, she looked at him lovingly.
"This is just how I imagined this moment! You, looking all lazy and cool, and me, looking all surprised and then oh so very happy..."
"Holy cow. If we were competing in the 'jumping to conclusions' games, you wouldn't even need us. You'd win all by yourself. Don't even get me started on how you would do in the 'gushing over someone who will never love you' games. Good God woman."
Amy, taken slightly aback by his statements, looked at the ground, her eyes sad.
Sonic sighed. "C'mon, don't be sad. I'm just not in a very good mood today. Shadow was more jerkish yesterday than usual, and Silver was sneaking like a wanna be spy around for no apparent reason earlier. I almost freakin' pounded his face in when he bumped into me at six o'clock in the morning. Not even I get up as early as he does, surprising for someone who spends the majority of his time rotting his brain with TV and junk food."
She perked up a little. "Sooo....why are you in my room?
"You left to hang out with one of your girly friends yesterday at five. It's eleven o'clock now. You're usually back way before that when you spend the night somewhere."
"How do you know?"
"Well, er...never mind that. Was something going there?"
"Nope! We read magazines, played dress-up, gossiped about people..."
"That's all I need or want to know. Bye." He stood up and dashed out of the room. After taking a peek at the break room and the meeting room, he decided to go and do some training himself. Probably skiing, maybe some snowboarding later. It would make him feel better, make him take his mind off of everyone else here that annoyed him at the moment. A few minutes later, he arrived at the platform that would take him to a snowy mountain somewhere when he stood on it. The transporter was, however, surrounded by three people. Shadow, Silver, and...Jet the Hawk!
"Is it broken?" asked Silver stupidly.
"Of course it's broken, why else wouldn't it work?" responded Jet sharply.
Sonic approached the group, and shot a quick glare at Shadow, who returned the look. "Let me see." Examining the light in the center of it that would usually be glowing a light blue color, he found the solution immedietly. And without having a genius to help him.
"It burned out." Sonic stated flatly. "That's the only explanation. I dunno why it did, it just did."
"Well this blows. My first day here and things start burning out. I guess I must be a curse, huh? You might as well just throw me out." said Jet, emphazing his point with his hands.
Sonic narrowed his eyes at the green hawk. "Don't tempt me."
Jet gulped.
"So, what are we supposed to do?" Shadow said, throwing his arms up in exhasperation.
"We should probably tell that Omochao about this, he'll probably be able to get this fixed!" said Silver brightly.
"Good idea. Why don't you do that Silver? I'll stay here with the others."
"Alright Sonic, I'll be right back." He took off, leaving the three guys by themselves.
Sonic eyed Shadow suspiciously, then turned away when he looked at him. This process repeated itself until Jet finally spoke up. "Sheesh, what's up with you two? "
"Nothing's up. I wasn't doing anything." Sonic stated innocently.
"I'm not an idiot, hedgehog. I know you've been looking at me this whole time."
"Gay..."
"Can it, Jet! Or else it's going to be bird hunting season really soon. Is everyone a freakin' smart mouth hear?"
"Pretty much." Silver said as he ran up to the group. Omochao was right behind him, and although he didn't show emotions, Sonic could swear it looked and acted like it was nervous as it floated down to look at the broken transporter.
"Well, the damage is inside, so it'll have to be either fixed or replaced."
"Which one would be faster?"
"It would be quicker to simply replace this transporter. But the money it costs to replace or fix it would be taken from your team funds"
Sonic looked up sharply to speak, but Shadow was the first to speak up. "That isn't fair! This was nobody's fault, why should we pay for it?"
"Well, I'm sorry, but unless you have proof that this was done by somebody outside of your team, I have no choice but to charge you for it."
"Grr, You little piece of scrap metal, I'll have your..."
"Don't do it Shadow! Look, we'll pay, just get this thing fixed or replaced or whatever. If you'll excuse us now, we have a few things to talk about." Sonic motioned for everyone to follow him out of the field. Suddenly, he pointed to Jet.
"Not. You."
"Oh, man." He kicked the ground like a little kid.
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"That's absolute nonsense. Completely ridiculous."
"C'mon Shadow, give my theory a chance! Somebody obviously doesn't want us to win, why else would they be sabatoging our stuff? They're doing it to make sure we don't train as much as we should, or to make us go broke by destroying all of our equipment. Wait, maybe..."
"Unlikely."
"Ugh, you suck Shadow. Hey Sonic!"
Sonic was leaning against the wall in the hallway, Shadow doing the same, and Silver was standing in front of both of them. He hated this, personally. Not the idea itself, but the fact that this whole thing was like a lecture. Lectures are boring. "Okay, I'll bite. Who do you think could be doing this?"
"Hmm, well, Eggman hates you, Metal Sonic kinda wanted to kill you too..."
"Hey guys!" Jet exclaimed from inside the room right behind Silver. None of them had realized that they were having this discussion right in front of the room that belonged to the person they wanted to avoid. And now, to listen to this bird's annoying voice for a few agonizing minutes...
"Let's see here. Eggman wouldn't want to mess with things because he wants the glory that comes with winning the olympics, Metal Sonic has been charging himself up for the past day or so and still is, and it obviously can't be any of us. So that means that those Nintendo guys are behind this. Wow, that was easy! Did that take you this whole time to figure out?"
"As much as I don't like you, you make sense for once. Doesn't Mario hate your guts?" Shadow asked Sonic.
"Actually, it's kinda the other way around. I hate him for, you know..." he expression turned dark. "And he uses to his advantage. By taunting me."
"Then he's obviously taking that a step further. He's trying to ruin everything to make you look bad again." said Silver.
Great. Now, while already juggling being team leader, keeping Shadow in check, and preparing for the games to start, Sonic now had a brand new mission. Defeat Mario. Forget the olympics, this was war.
"Why don't we just-"
"Tell higher authority? Then the winter olympics will be called off and we won't be able to compete for another four years. And that means four more years of wondering whether we'll ever cream those losers."
"I think Shadow's right. Looks like we'll have to strike back somehow."
"Somehow is right. I mean, we can't just go and wreck their place. In fact, that might be exactly what they want us to do, they'll have cameras set up and everything to prove that we're messing with them." Sonic said thoughtfully.
"Hmph. How do we figure out what he wants us to do?"
"Well duh. Shadow. It's pretty obvious that he wants us to fight him. Ya know, hand to hand, punching, kicking..."
"Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot. I'm the ultimate-"
"Yeah, yeah. The ultimate life form. We've had this discussion before and I'm sick of hearing it. Anyway, Silver..." Sonic stopped speaking, as if he was reluctant to say what he was about to say.
"Yeah?" asked Silver anxiously.
"You think you could do some spying? You know, just to see what's going on over there and what they're talking about?"
"Woohoo! This is awesome! I'm gonna be a spy, I'm gonna be a spy..."
"Ugh. You sure this is a good idea?" asked Shadow as he looked at the silver hedgehog dancing around like an idiot.
"I guess. We don't know very much about what's really going on at that Nintendo arena, because they sure aren't playing games. Besides, I think we could probably replace Silver." Sonic said with a shrug.
"Hey!"
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Eggman was snoring loudly as he slept on the bed in his room, his hand off to the side with a book on top of it. It was three in the afternoon, the sun's light barely breaking through the gap left by the curtain's.
There was a knock on the door, causing the large man to shoot up from his spot. "Who is it? I'm trying to take a nap here!" Slowly making his way to open the door, he was surprised to see Tails standing there, looking a little uncomfortable. "Uh, hi, Eggman."
"What do you want?" he asked meanly. When you wake a fat, cranky old man from his sleep, you had to face the consequences.
The yellow fox winced. "I was wondering...I had the Tornado fly itself here so I could work on it in my spare time. I have some now, so you wanna help? I mean, we're both geniuses and all."
"Correction: I'm a genius. You're just a mechanic."
"That isn't true!" Tails shot back, glaring at the (much) taller man. But deep down, he knew he was right. There was no way he would be able to create and operate his own empire of robots or battleships. His best work was the tornado, and that was just a fairly small plane.
"Whatever makes you feel better. Just know that I don't want to take part in your little antics. Go play with your toys, you puppy." he shot bitterly as he closed the door and went back to his somewhat comfy bed. Ah, peach and quiet.
"You're a very hateful man, you know that? People try to be nice to you and yet you always send them away. Why can't you be nice? We're teammates now, too! And I thought you had stopped hating everyone so much? We aren't enemies anymore!"'
The mad scientist turned semi-good guy covered his head with a pillow, trying to drown out the fox's complaining. If he couldn't get any sleep at night because of that blasted Silver's video games and music, and couldn't get any sleep during the day because of this annoying pest, how could he keep living? "Go away!" he shouted loudly. There was a pause.
"Fine." With that, Tails was gone. And Eggman was by himself once again. There was peaceful, blissful silence.
He was all alone....
