I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING THAT BELONGS TO SEGA, ARCHIE, SATAM, OR ANY OTHER CRITERIA THAT DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND PLOT OF MY OWN DESIGN.

THIS CHAPTER WILL BE ABOUT OLD FAVORITES, MIGHTY AND RAY. THERE WILL BE A LITTLE BIT OF ADULT ORIENTED CONTENT, BUT YOU KNOW MY POLICY: NO LEMONS, NO LIMES, GUARANTEED.

Chapter 9: Free Love

Ray woke up right beside his wife, Mighty's wife, and the old boy himself-Mighty. He yawned and planted a kiss upon the lips of his wife, Mighty's wife, and Mighty before shuffling into the kitchen to make dinner for breakfast. They would be having steak and fried potatoes that morning and oatmeal for dinner. He was near finished when Mighty came into the kitchen. "Sybille and Ragreena are still asleep, as are the kids." Mighty informed, lighting up a cigarette as he did.

They had 36 kids in total. At least 2-3, as Ray couldn't quite remember, were biologically his with his wife, Ragreena the Octopus, and some with Mighty's wife, Sybille the Mongoose. As was the same with Mighty, who had fathered several children with Ragreena. Like Ray, Mighty didn't remember how many kids he had fathered with his own wife, or whose baby was whose to be exact.

"W-would you like t-to h-h-h-help me with d-d-dinner?" Ray asked. "Dinner?" Mighty replied. "I-I just thought i-i-it might be different M-Mighty." "And it is," Mighty replied, giving his friend a kiss on the lips. Ray kissed him back and continued on with dinner. When he was finished, their wives and their Little Onions, as Mighty calls them, came rushing down to eat. The Little Onions were rather well behaved children, despite their numbers, and they helped each other out. The only downfall is, all of them smoked cigarettes like their parents.

When problems broke out, Mighty and Ray let their children creatively deal with it by encouraging them to fight, as long as it didn't turn into homicide. The last thing they needed was the Chaotix visiting them and asking questions, as the bastards never understood their motto of, "Free Love!" Everybody, even the Hippie Nation, thought of them as an evil cult, but they weren't. Just two men, their wives, and lots of sex, how else would you explain all the kids, and Mighty's little sister that lives there also.

Cherry the Armadillo used to be Mighty's hot, younger sister, but now she's overweight, been married at least eight times, her children have all be added to the brood, totaling the numbers to 44 kids, and all she does anymore is eat and waste cigarettes. Also, all of her kids had different fathers that wasn't even any of her husbands!

Cloysteria the Squirrel, Ray's younger sister, was their neighbor, in another country, as far away from that mess as possible. She didn't hate her little brother, it's just that she hated his lifestyle, but at least Ray can look foward to a postcard every now and then.

As far as friends go, they all had either been weirded out or scared away. The last one to leave was Lightning the Lynx, Ray's secret friend, who after walking into their home, filled full of trash and all hoarded up with kids aplenty, was afraid to come back. What sent him running for the hills was when the ceiling caved in and rancid, musty water and cockroaches fell on top of the poor man. Never has Lightning's voice been so squeaky in his entire life than that moment. They tried to get rid of the cockroaches, but the kids kept bringing them back, they love their pets so.

Sometime later, they were sued for the ringworm, tapeworm, E. Coli, and various other parasitic and bacterial infections that almost overtook Lightning's body.

As they finished their dinner, one of the kids announced, "Espio's coming over to try again." Everybody looked on at the small child before Mighty announced, "That's good, I'm sure he'll love this place!" "And we'll have his babies!" Sybille and Ragreena shouted gleely. "Yes! We need more Onions to add to the nest." Mighty smiled. "And child support." Sybille added with a cheerful smile. "W-when shall h-h-he b-b-b-be h-here?" Ray asked. "In thirty minutes." the child piped. "Thirty minutes," Sybille squeaked. "That's enough time to put on some perfume and dress the babies!" "Hop to it?" asked an older child. "Yep." Mighty nodded.

25 Minutes Later...

They hear a knocking on the door. "Damn," Mighty cursed. "Why is he always early?" The knocking came again, and he heard a child ring out and open a door. "I hope you're clean!" Ragreena shouted across the house.
Meanwhile, as Espio stepped through the door, he was greeted by 10 faces, all staring up at him. Espio looked back at them and blinked, then he looked around the house and gasped.

He gagged at the sight: mold aplenty, dirty dishes that made mountains around the house, the bugs, the newspaper under his feet squishing out brown, rancid-smelling water that bathed his dress shoes in a sick way, the wallpaper peeling from the walls, and the holes in the ceilings, as well as the snake that slithered by, and a weird altar-like place with Lightning's picture on it, and a fat armadillo in ill-fitting attire looking at him enticingly.

"I peed there." a little girl said, tugging at Espio's black pants. "Are you gonna give momma another baby?" asked a boy, probably 12-14 years old. "Well, are ya?" asked Cherry the Armadillo seductively. "Uh..." was all that Espio could muster out.

"Mighty," Cherry shouted. "The bitch with the curly tail and freakishly large horn is here!" "Oh joy, I will bring him my wife to him. Did he bring the Great Lightning back to us?" "The Great Lightning?" muttered Espio to himself. "No, that cat isn't back." Cherry shouted. "Aw, I was wondering if he would do my wife?" shouted Mighty back. "Just get down here!" shouted Cherry aggressively.

In an hour Mighty came down in a breezy long, red robe with elaborate patterns, and a black belt. He was barefoot, which made Espio squealch in his place. His skin was crawling and he wanted out of there, and he began to wonder why he hadn't left yet. Lightning was right, this place was plucked right out of a nightmare.

Mighty didn't greet Espio the way old camrades would. When he spoke, it was dripping with resentment, and through his smiles, his eyes asked, "Why are you so biased against me?" "Have you met my sweet sister?" Mighty asked. Espio's eyes narrowed as he recoiled where he stood. "I have never heard such provacative lewdness come out of someone's mouth! It's sickening!" "Aw, Cherry's just a flirt," Mighty purred. "My wife will be down here shortly, so will Ray and his wife. Want a cigarette?" "No thanks," Espio said, pushing the fermented box away. "I have my own. Can we talk outside for a minute?"

"Are you insulting my clean house?" Mighty boomed. "He probably is, get rid of him Mighty!" Ragreena barked, stepping down the stairs in all of her topless glory. "Oh my gosh." Espio gulped sickeningly, covering his eyes with hands. "Now you're insulting my wife's boobs," screamed Mighty to the tops of his lungs. "Get him kids!"

And a whole horde of kids started flinging buckes of garbage on him, but the worst thing to ever hit him, other than Ray's fist, was a bucket of pure cockroaches, just crawling all over his body, biting him, and crawling into his mouth as he screamed.

Espio ran out of the house, never to return again. Later, he went to the hospital to make sure he was ok. He wasn't, he had to get his stomach pumped and his spleen on heavy antibiotics. There was a lawsuit filed afterwards for child abuse and neglect, in which he had won the case without a reasonable doubt, and Mighty, Ray, Ragreena, Cherry, and Sybille were going to rot for long time for their actions, but at least they got to be near The Great Lightning, shaking his head in disgust every time he sees them.

End of Chapter 9

I know that this chapter was short and suckish, but the next one should be tons better. I just ran out of ideas for Might and Ray folks, sorry. Anyways, thanks for reading and reviewing, see ya next chapter.