Sorry this took so long. We had more planned for this summer than I realized. That and a bit of procrastination. Sorry.
I love how like half of these reviews were basically "ROBUTTNIK!" I will not say anything regarding the egghead but will definitely say I had a good laugh when I read them. :)
Serene Serious: Thanks. The con went really well. Though not many people knew who I was. But I got to dance with Hikaru from Ouron High School Host club so hey things went pretty well in my opinion.
Skiller339: You should try to go to one. They're a lot of fun. And weird. While I was waiting in line for something a hoard of furries came to say hi to a friend and I got hit by a tail like 3 times.
Insanity Allegra: I tried! They disappeared! I don't know whyyyyy! I got it fixed now though so it all good. :3
"So how much further till we reach that forest?" Manic asked as he beat against the dash of their van.
"Well we're a bit out of the city and it's not too far so-"
She was cut short as the van came to a violent stop, jerking the two forward as far as their seatbelts allowed. Manic's drumsticks flew at the windshield and bounced back, nearly nailing the drummer.
The initial shock of the crash wore off quickly and the two ran out to take in the damage of both the van and whatever it was that they had hit.
Well, they were able to do one of those things.
"What did we hit?" Manic looked around the empty space, trying to find any clue as to what had suddenly stopped their progress.
"I don't know. Whatever it is seems to be gone."
"How?"
She looked at the front of the van, uncertainty covering her face, "Not sure. We can't do much about it though. Is the van okay?"
The front end had crunched upon itself, making it difficult for Manic to pull the hood up to examine the inner workings of the vehicle. He came very close to hitting himself as it suddenly flew up. Ignoring Sonia's giggle beside him, he peeked into the inner working of the van and scanned all the different parts for any issues.
"It looks like most of it is alright. Nothing critical is hurt," He informed his sister, "The headlights are out of commission though, so we'll have to be careful when it gets dark."
"Okay. Let's get going then. We just have to make it to the forest and we should be fine. We can't drive through there anyway."
"Right," they hopped back into their seats and Sonia hit the gas.
…And went nowhere.
"What the heck?!"
"Intercepted? By who?"
Sonic had jumped up as soon as the news had left Rotor's mouth.
"Well the messages seem to have been rerouted to Robotnik's base-"
"Robotnik?!"
"Sonic calm down," Sally gently pulled the hedgehog back down onto the bed next to her. He didn't fight her. His eyes stayed transfixed on Rotor as the walrus continued.
"They all ended up at Robotnik's base. Including the one you sent recently. I'm pretty sure that there was some sort of system that Robotnik set up to stop all your transmissions. That's the only way it could have been hacked at this point."
"So my family probably thinks I just abandoned them out of the blue for over a year," Sonic laid down on his back, covering his eyes from the rest of his friends.
"Sonic…"
What exactly were they supposed to say?
Not much apparently, "I need to go to Robotropilis."
"Sonic wait," Sally managed to grab his hand just in time before he could bolt out of the hut, "I know you want to go see them, but right now it's too dangerous."
"I don't care."
"And that's the problem. What if whatever is producing that barrier gets to you first? You won't be able to see them if your captured or hurt or-" she refused to finish the sentence.
"I'm the fastest thing alive. It won't be able to get anywhere near me"
"We're dealing with magic here Sonic. We've clearly seen that it can easily take care of your speed."
"Tch," it seemed that he was fighting a losing battle. Of course impossible odds have never stopped him before. "Sally, they're my family. I don't care about the risk. I need to go."
Her grip on him tightened, "There might not be anything in that head of yours, but try using it anyway," Sonic winced at the pain the princess was causing his hand. She loosened her hold slightly, but still kept a firm hold of him, "Your family aren't the only people who need you Sonic. At least wait until we can better identify the threat before you run off okay?"
"I can try to cancel out the signals messing with your communication device so you can send them a message if you want," Rotor quietly added.
Sonic stayed silent for several minutes, staring at Sally with clouded eyes. With a sigh, he finally resigned to the princess's demands, "Alright. Just try to hurry?"
"Of course," Sally gave Sonic a small kiss on the cheek.
Tails swung his legs over the small river running through Knothole. Bunny had herded him out of Sonic's hut when he and Aunt Sally started to fight. He assumed that they would make up. They always did after all.
'I wonder what it's like having siblings,' Tails thought. He had been alone for as long as he could remember. He had really blurry memories of when mean old Robotnik showed up but he was too little to remember much else. The only family he had were the freedom fighters and they were all older than him.
His mind didn't stay there long however. Being ten years old seemed to shorten his attention span quite a bit and it had derailed his mind as soon as it saw something floating down the river.
Spinning his tails he flew after the small object. He caught up to it quickly and pulled it out of the rapid current of the river. It looked like a long drumstick. Wondering where the lone stick had come from, he followed the path of the river with his eyes, but there was no one there who could have dropped it in. Maybe it came from somewhere in the forest.
Deciding to investigate, the kitune flew upstream into the expanse of the Great Forest. Staying near the water so that he wouldn't get lost, Tails wondered through the trees to see if he could find its matching partner and its owner.
His investigation yielded no results however and he soon decided that he should head back to the village before anyone got worried. He looked down at the drumstick in his hand. Whoever owned it was probably missing it. They'd probably be looking down the river for it since they dropped it in. Maybe if he left in by the bank they would be able to find it.
The fox bent down and stuck the stick as far into the ground as he could and moved some dirt around it to make sure that it wouldn't fall in again. Hopefully they wouldn't mind it being a little dirty when they found it.
He left it there, hoping that it would soon be reunited with its owner.
And indeed it was.
