Chapter Ten:
Ondelez began running way ahead of Tails, Sally and Cooper.
"Ondelez, wait up!" Tails called. He began flying after him to catch-up.
"ANDALE! ANDALE!" Ondelez yelled randomly.
Sally Acorn wobbled and hopped like a snort as Cooper, who was like EIGHT YEARS younger than her ran past.
"What the heck!" he mumbled.
Tails turned around and saw that Cooper and especially Sally were lagging behind.
"Want a lift Cooper?" Tails asked.
"Um, sure!" Cooper was a little weirded-out by the fact that Tails could fly. Tails turned around to help Cooper, then flew back over to catch-up with Ondelez.
Sally Acorn tripped over a bottle and fell over. She looked up and watched as the two foxes and the cat ditched her.
"OH BOTHER." she sighed. She got up on her weird boot things and looked down. She had tripped on a bottle of President's Choice Jamaican-Style Ginger Beer.
"DELECTABLE!" she exclaimed, noticing the bottle was still half-full. She picked it up and started to guzzle it down.
A young orange tabby cat with a white muzzle from the cat family walked up to Sally.
"Oh, um, Miss...that was my..." he began. "Hey, aren't you that..." creepy squirrel thing that ran into our van? He thought.
"Yes, love?" Sally asked, tossing the empty bottle behind her. "HOT! HOT HOT HOT!" she began panicking.
"Um..." the tabby cat hesitated.
"DO YOU HAVE ANY LON LON MILK?!" Sally Acorn screeched. She picked-up the cat and turned him over.
"What are you doing?!" he asked, worried.
Sally Acorn started sucking on his face.
"HELP!" the cat yelled. "THIS SQUIRREL IS SUCKING ON MY FACE! HELP!"
Suddenly, Rex appeared out of no where and punched Sally Acorn in the face. She let go of the tabby cat and fell down.
"Ouchies Almighty!" she exclaimed.
The tabby cat had drool all over his face.
"Ew!" he whined.
"Sleepy! What was she doing?!" Rex asked.
"She drank my whole bottle of Jamaican-Style Ginger Beer, then started sucking on my face because her mouth was burning!" Sleepy, the tabby explained.
"Creep!" Rex retorted at Sally. "What happened to Tails?"
"Who's Tails?" Sleepy asked.
"The two-tailed fox! He knows this creeper." Rex replied.
"He ditched me with another fox and a Santa Claus cat." Sally said. "I think they're searching for my prince."
"You mean Ondelez and Cooper?" Rex asked.
"You have a prince? What does he look like?" Sleepy wondered.
You're a princess?! Rex thought.
"Yeppydoodles!" Sally Acorn smiled freakishly. "He's Sonic and he's a blue hedgehog!"
"Oh, that person..." Rex mumbled.
"Hedgehog?" Sleepy repeated. "Where'd you guys come from?"
"Oh, oh, Jamaica." Sally replied.
"What?!" Rex asked.
"Momma oh, oh, I can't remember. Something like Momma, or to that effect." Sally Acorn sighed.
"Um...sure..." Rex mumbled.
"JAMAICA!" Sleepy yelled randomly.
"Oh great, why out of all the things, you had to say Jamaica?!" Rex sighed.
Sleepy began running and bouncing in circles around the street while chanting about Jamaica and who knows what else.
"May I please hang out with you snorts?" Sally Acorn asked.
"Um..." Rex murmured. "We were gonna go to my friend Box-"
"YOU MEAN YOUR TRUTHFUL AND HONEST FRIEND THAT CAN KEEP A SECRET?!" Sally Acorn screamed. Sleepy almost ran into Rex.
"What?!" he cried.
"No, just Boxy..." Rex mumbled.
"Boxy? Boring. I want carrots." Sally huffed.
"Well we don't have carrots!" Rex turned to leave.
"Where ya going Rex?" Sleepy asked.
"Aren't we going to Boxy's house?" Rex wondered.
"Oh right! Let's hurry along, then!" Sleepy said in a thick British accent randomly. Sally Acorn watched as the two gleeful young lads skipped their way down Sunshine Street.
"Wilson..." Sally sighed. She walked over to a stump in someone's yard and sat down.