"Curse that betrayer Metal!" Eggman scowled, pacing in his lab. After the fiasco with the Egg Thingamajig, he had barely managed to escape before Omega got him. He had returned to base, only to find, stuck to his forehead, a sticky note from Metal Sonic.
"Decided I needed a vacation. Gonna go and join the guys on their road trip. See yah.
-Metal
P.S. I borrowed some of your Hawaiian shirts. They shrunk in the wash as it was."
Eggman crumbled up the sticky note, tossing it into the trashcan, then tapped his keyboard idly, thinking.
"I suppose..." Eggman began, "I shall have to call forth my other lackeys..."
"Where the hell are we now?"
"Watch your language! There are children about!"
"I've heard worse Silver, don't worry."
Shadow and Silver stopped glaring at each, Tails sighing idly.
"My question is still prudent. Where the hell are we?" Shadow wondered, peering forward into the gloom. Even with the headlights on, all they saw were trees on either side.
"GPA data is unclear, Comrade Shadow," Omega answered, "But from data available, I believe we are approaching the legendary land of The Shire."
"Omega, hobbits aren't real. Neither is Middle Earth. It's a story..." Shadow sighed, shaking his head sadly. Silver glanced to Tails, who just shook his head, telling him not to ask.
Omega merely gripped the wheel tighter however, peering into the gloom.
"Eh, not like we're low on food," Knuckles muttered from the table, Metal Sonic (who was now in a green Hawaiian shirt with red flowers) sat next to him, the two watching a movie.
"Maybe I should get a vehicle mode," Metal Sonic commented, as they watched the movie.
"Yah," Sonic, who was sitting in a chair across the RV, glaring at Metal, snorted, "Become an dishwasher."
Metal Sonic merely shrugged, "I'm on vacation Sonic."
Sonic scowled, Silver coughing slightly.
"Errrr...We should still figure out where we are. Who had the map last?" Silver spoke up.
Knuckles frowned, recalling when Sonic was still punch drunk from the beating Knuckles had given him. Knuckles had grabbed a large piece of paper, and then wrapped Sonic in it, having been unable to find duct tape. Sonic had easily gotten out once he came to, but the paper had been destroyed.
Now that he thought back, it had a lot of lines on it...
"Sonic had it," Knuckles answered. It was, technically, true.
"What? No I didn't!" Sonic protested, "Come to think of it, I don't remember most of yesterday..."
"We must endeavor to not waste supplies, Comrades," Omega spoke up, "We are low on monetary funds as it is. We do not have enough for frivolities."
"I can get us some money," Metal Sonic offered, "I uh...borrowed, Eggman's credit card. For an evil genius bent on world domination, he's got some good credit."
Sonic raised an eyebrow, "Huh, really? I guess you might earn your keep here after all."
"Again, just on vacation, organic," Metal Sonic said, looking to Sonic, then indicated his Hawaiian shirt, "Don't expect me to do much."
"Hey, I saw a sign!" Shadow shouted, "Tongs...Five miles. We can stop there and find out where we are, along with picking up a new map."
The others nodded, as Omega continued driving down the road...
The large purple RV came to a stop at a convenience store, Omega putting it in park and taking out the keys.
The five flesh beings and two robots stepped outside into the gloom, peering about.
"Seems...quiet," Tails muttered, rubbing his chin, "Maybe everything is closed?"
"We still need to figure out where we are," Silver said, "We should split up."
"And look for clues?" Sonic grinned. Silver merely looked confused while the others groaned.
Silver wandered off in one direction, Shadow and Omega checking the convenience store. Sonic meandered the opposite way of Silver, as did Metal, while Tails flew across the street, Knuckles following after Tails.
"Let's see if it's open," Shadow said, pushing against the door. It didn't budge, but Shadow dug his feet into the cement of the sidewalk, pushing harder against the door. After a few moments, he stopped, panting for air and leaning against the door.
"Comrade Shadow, it is Pull, not Push," Omega pointed out. Shadow raised an eyebrow, looked the door up and down, then pulled.
The door still refused to budge.
"Well then, I believe this door is locked," Shadow said, looking up at Omega, who was studying the door carefully.
"Let me attempt, Comrade Shadow," Omega asked. Shadow sighed, stepping to the side to let his robotic friend try to open the door.
The robot stretched one hand forward, gripped the door handle, then smashed through it with his other fist.
"I have opened it, Comrade Shadow," Omega responded, tossing the ruined door to the side.
Shadow raised an eyebrow, but didn't really care, stepping into the dark convenience store, peering around.
"Omega, can we get some lights?" Shadow wondered, glancing back.
Glorious music filled the air, Shadow suddenly overcome with feelings of bliss, only for it to be torn away suddenly as Omega's floodlights lowered to a much more manageable level.
"Where the hell does that music come from?" Shadow wondered, rubbing his eyes clear, then looked around the store.
Shadow felt a chill run down his spine.
"I am confused Comrade Shadow. Do not these stores have more available then black objects with nonsense pictures on them?" Omega wondered, looking over the shelves of the odd objects.
"We need to leave," Shadow said, backing up, "Now."
"What about the others?" Omega inquired, wondering why Shadow's blood pressure had elevated.
Shadow wavered, tempted to tell Omega "tough" but knew that he couldn't live with himself if he left them here.
"We better find them...Now..."
Silver held up his hand as it glowed, providing illumination. He was walking along the sidewalk, glancing back and forth, wondering where everyone was.
Of course, he wasn't to worried. Being from a post apocalyptic wasteland of a world, whole cities would be abandoned. Except by the walruses. They were a hardy breed.
Quite tasty too.
Suddenly, movement! Silver turned, peering into the gloom. What was that...?
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhh..."
Silver froze, as a high pitch whine came through the air. A chill went down his spine. Something...something was not right.
"Who's...who's there?!" Silver, who had stood against Iblis, an unkillable creature, demanded, shaking in his boots. If they were who he thought they were...
"Eeeeeeeeeehhhh..." more voices now, as figures seemed to surround Silver in the fog.
"...YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!" Silver shouted, then charged...
"You know, you don't have to follow me..." Sonic muttered, seeing Metal following him, still in his Hawaiian shirt.
"Force of habit," Metal shrugged idly, "And watch out for that pothole."
Sonic jumped over a hole, then shrugged. "Yah, yah...Whatever."
Metal Sonic suddenly froze, his red eyes shooting around the fog, "Sonic...I believe we are being watched..."
"Psh, come on, you're just..." Sonic paused, looking around. Something was moving in the fog.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhh..."
"What the heck is that?" Sonic wondered, as he and Metal moved closer, instinctively getting ready to fight.
"No clue...Nothing in my files..." Metal answered, as they glanced in the fog.
"Eeeeeeeeeeehhh..."
Suddenly, they spun, something launching at them in the fog!
Tails and Knuckles were in a grocery store. The door had been opened by Knuckles, much in the same way that Omega had opened up the convenience store. They were pushing a cart and gathering supplies, Tails deciding to just leave some money on the counter, or something.
"Hmmm...canned bread..." Knuckles muttered, looking at the can, "Think we need this?"
"I think normal bread will be fine," Tails answered, dragging along a bag of potatoes almost as big as he was, "And help me put this thing in the cart! It's heavy!"
"What do you need some many potatoes for?" Knuckles wondered, picking it up and placing it in the cart for Tails.
"Silver. Doesn't know what they are. Have to throw them at him," Tails answered irritably.
"...Okay then," Knuckles muttered, deciding not to press the issue, "Hey! Gushers!"
As they continued to get supplies, they heard a crashing noise in the front.
"Omega, you didn't have to tear off the other door!" a voice shouted.
"I know Comrade Shadow. I just found it enjoyable," a second one answered.
Shadow sighed, shaking his head, then looked around, "HEY! Any of you guys here?"
"Yah!" Knuckles shouted back, "We're over here! What's up, find anything?"
Quickly, a bright light of Omega's brought Shadow and the robot to Tails and Knuckles.
"We got to get out of here. Now," Shadow said, a frightened look on his face, "Where are the others?"
"Don't know..." Tails answered, shaking his head, "Why, what's wrong?"
"It's...it's to horrible to speak of..." Shadow responded, "We have to find the others...NOW!"
And then, in the distance, they heard a high pitched 'Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhh' float through the wind...Accompanied by screams. And cursing in binary. Which is the worse language to curse in, as you can get called some pretty nasty stuff.
"Oh no! It's to late!" Shadow yelled, "Quick, to the RV! Maybe we can Chaos Control out, or something!"
"No! We got to save them!" Tails shouted, "We can't leave them behind!"
"It's to dangerous!" the Ultimate Life Form said, "There's no hope!"
Tails huffed, then glanced to Knuckles and Omega, "Fine...We'll put it to a vote. Who says we should save them?"
Tails raised his hand up. Knuckles paused, then sighed, holding up his hand as well. Everyone turned to Omega, who looked at them, and then raised his hand as well.
"Omega, why are you siding with them?" Shadow asked, a triumphant look on Tails' face.
"I have grown fond of these flesh sacs, Comrade Shadow," Omega answered, as they left the grocery store with the cart, heading to the RV in a brisk job, the 'Eeeeeeeeehhhhhh's growing louder.
"Additionally, Comrade Silver owes me five dollars," Omega continued...
Sonic opened his eyes. He groaned.
"Oh great...Creptards..." he moaned, "Man...well, can't be any worse then when the fan club abducted me."
"You were abducted by your own fan club?" Sonic paused, then moved his head to the side. Chained to the table next to him was Metal Sonic, was slicing slowly through one of the chains.
"Well, the unofficial one," Sonic shrugged idly, trying his chains. Pretty tight. "The official one is cool about it. They actually call and set up dates for me to show up and give a speech, sign some autographs. Instead of lacing a chili dog with sleeping powder and throwing me in the back of an unmarked van. Incidentally, free chili dog stands are not to be trusted."
"Sounds exciting," Metal said idly, "Anyways, what are Creptards?"
"Fans of this book," Sonic said idly, "Called Crepuscular. A lot of them are crazy. The book is, I have to say...craptactular."
He grinned at Metal, who only gave him a blank robot stare.
"Okay, okay...bad pun. But seriously, they aren't very...sane, I suppose the word would be," Sonic answered. "Hey, I think my left leg is a bit loose here..."
He wiggle his left leg, and the table he was on vibrated.
"How do you it's these Creptards anyways?" Metal wondered, and with a clang, he had freed one of his arms, and set to work on the other.
"The room...haven't you noticed?" Sonic said, the chain around his left leg breaking with rapid vibrations. He then began to kick at the other chain on his right leg.
"What about it?" Metal Sonic asked, breaking his arms free, then bent forward, working on his legs, but paused, "Silver's here too, it seems."
"Really? Hope Tails and the others are okay," Sonic said, breaking his legs free, then curled up, preparing to spin, "And as for how I know...It's the giant sparkly poster above us."
Snap!
Metal Sonic and Sonic were freed, hopping from their tables. Metal Sonic glanced up at the poster above them.
"That person looks rather deformed," Metal Sonic said, "And I do not believe skin is suppose to sparkle like that. Seems uncomfortable."
"Probably. Glitter's the HIV of the art world. Never get rid of it entirely," Sonic said, walking over to Silver, who was unconscious still, muttering in his sleep.
The two Sonics paused suddenly, hearing footsteps outside the door, and voices...Crazy voices.
"Wonder what's happening..." Sonic muttered, as the two worked to free Silver.
"WOOOOOHOOOOO!!!"
The giant purple RV exploded over a hill, lights flashing, horns blaring as Omega piloted the leviathan of a ground based recreational transportation device like a winged mammal from the place many religions have for where bad people go.
Knuckles was grinning madly, having been the one to shout, actually standing on top of the purple RV, holding something in one hand as they came to a large house in the middle of the woods.
"Are you ready?!" a voice shouted over the blaring of the horn. A way to the roof opened, Tails shouting to Knuckles, who nodded. With his free hand and teeth, he ripped open a small bag, Tails shaking a can, and handing it to Knuckles, who took it carefully.
"On three!" Tails yelled. Knuckles nodded again, preparing.
"One!" Knuckles gave the can another shake.
"Two!" Tails prepared to close the door and get back inside to grab something.
"Three!" Tails slammed the door shut, while Knuckles let go, the house very close now. The RV turned, tipping dangerously to the side, then revved away from the house, Knuckles popping the soda can open, shoving the pop rocks over it, then revved his arm, throwing it at the house.
As he glided through the air, there was a large explosion...
Sonic coughed, as pieces of timber fell over him. "What the heck was that?!"
"An explosion," Metal Sonic answered him.
"...Well, I know that," Sonic shot back, supporting a murmuring Silver. "Come on, let's get out of here!"
Metal Sonic nodded, and the two jumped outside into the foggy air, looking around. Not to far from them, they saw a group of figures, glaring at them.
"Ahhh...crap," Sonic commented, when suddenly glorious music filled the air. Hope entered their spirits, a dazzling light playing through the fog, a large figure coming up, like your religions messiah returning from wherever he/she/it/Bob of the Onion People came from. Or whatever.
"For Bilbo," the figure said simply, and launched it's missiles.
"Well, the paint's a little scratched, but otherwise the RV came out well enough," Shadow muttered, resting in his chair, sipping some sugar free soda.
"We've also learned that diet soda makes for a much more explosive combination with pop rocks then normal kind," Knuckles answered, "Man, that house was falling apart."
"We don't have to worry about them following us...right?" Tails wondered. Omega peered forward, reading a sign on the side of the road, an emotion most related to sheer bliss playing across his face. No one saw it though.
"I don't think so..." Sonic answered, "Besides...Omega, you were brilliant."
"I deduced their weakness was good literature. Tolkien did not let me down," Omega said simply, taking an exit. Again, no one seemed to notice.
"Heh..." Silver sighed, "Those guys are around in my time. They're worse then Iblis!"
Sonic shrugged, "Well, I'm sure everything will be okay...Where to next?"
Omega came to a stop, and the others paused, glancing outside.
"Comrades...We are here..." Omega said, opening the door. The life forms and Metal Sonic stared outside.
"You've got to be kidding me," Sonic said.
A.N. Huzzah! If you don't know what I'm referring to with 'crepuscular' then look it up!
Hehe.
Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed this part. Also, if I offended anyone with the 'crepuscular' stuff, I'm not sorry. Seriously.
NOW...Next part...where has Omega brought them? What are Eggman's other lackeys? Why should you people know? And does this look infected?
Find out, next time on Shadow and Omega: Take a Road Trip
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