((Welcome, welcome, welcome! The time has come for more Sonic '06 Bloopers! It's been far, FAR too long. So grab some popcorn, add on the salt (and pepper if you prefer), take a seat, and watch-ehem, READ as the scene plays out!
Also, as I wasn't actually AT E3 in 2006 and there are so few videos from then, so not everything from the demo will be filmed by the characters or shown in the story.
Today we're going to find out if the cake is really a lie. Enjoy!))
Chapter 11
E3 DEMO STAGE - Crisis City
Silver: *starts off his trek through Crisis City, basically stomping like a child in a tantrum, a determined, set look on his face, seething* Nobody...NOBODY takes my cake!
Sonic: *mutters from the sidelines* I have never met a guy so passionate about cooking.
Tails: He's like you with your chili dogs!
Sonic: I don't get THAT passionate about them!
Blaze: *eyes darting around anxiously* Does anyone know where the director went?
Sonic: To call the fire department, I'm assuming.
Blaze: WHAT?!
Silver: *oblivious to all this side talk* ALKSDFJHRHALKCNCNAKJDFKASJDFIEAAAAAAAGGHH! *throws cars at every enemy the instant they pop up - quite literally with the Iblis worms, destroying bridges and bending I-beams to launch himself in order to progress*
Amy: Does Arumakan know that he's only worsening the destruction of the city?
Tails: Don't bother. I don't think it matters to him.
Silver: YOU WILL FOIL THE SWEETNESS! IF THE CAKE COLLAPSES I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!
Eggman: *watches from the sidelines, yawns, Silver clearly oblivious to his presence nearby*
Sonic: This reminds me of a mouse in a maze…
Tails: Tell me about it… Hey, where'd Blaze go?
-:-:-:-
The halls of SEGA HQ were desolate. Blaze knew that everybody would be watching Silver have his cake fit, which was a welcome distraction; she could sneak away undetected. She tiptoed down the halls, glancing behind her occasionally. In the distance, barely audible, sirens could be heard, gradually getting louder as they came closer, along with the occasional harsh honking of a firetruck horn. Blaze froze, her ears pricking as a shudder ran down her spine. Like the cat she was, she darted off to find refuge from the oncoming doom of hoses and water. Surely, she thought, they would blame her and arrest her as an arsonist. They'd take her downtown and lock her up, but that would only cause her pyrokinesis to go out of control and burn through whatever cage they put her in. Then they'd bring her in for testing, experimenting on her to find a way to control her powers - or worse, douse them. While she wasn't afraid of water like Sonic was, she still had a reason to hate it. Fire and water do not mix.
The sirens were close now. Taking one more quick look behind her, Blaze slipped past a partially opened door into a dark room. It was like a very large storage closet filled with various and random items: props such as mock Chaos Emeralds, gold rings, costumes, makeup, wigs, robot scraps, and various storyboards. She shut the door quietly and went to work.
Meanwhile, Arumakan was patiently waiting at the base of the front steps of the building, which was huge in its own right. The headquarters, with the large, blue SEGA logo over the front doors, was a skyscraper; the space was much needed for the enormous sets and environments, even if a majority of them were simulations. A part of the city was reserved for their game, and now the burning buildings sent smoke into the sky, covering the sun. The sounds of the approaching firetrucks were deafening as they drove by the circular driveway, heading tword the burning city. A police car parked in the drive, and a Mobian German shepard stepped out, clad in a blue police uniform. Arumakan raised his hand in a polite wave.
"Sheriff Bueller," the director greeted, holding out his hand to shake the officer's. "Thank you for coming."
"You seem quite calm for a fire that big raging n your own backyard," Sheriff Bueller said, shaking Arumakan's hand.
"Well, I trust that the fire department will handle it," Arumakan replied. "My team made use of it. It's a level now. If you can contain the fires to one specific area for us to keep it from spreading, that would be outstanding."
Bueller raised an eyebrow in a confused expression. "We could certainly try... but we may need your help."
"You could work with Tails and Eggman if you need to," Arumakan said with a grin. "Their technical genius is not a ploy."
"We may do that, but for now let us retain it from spreading," the sheriff said. "Meanwhile, I have a few questions for you. First off, do you know how this fire may have started?"
"Yes, actually," Arumakan began "We-"
"I will answer that for you," said a falsely mature-sounding, yet familiar voice from behind the two adults. Blaze had arrived, disguised in dark sunglasses, a frilly pink top and long patterned skirt. She also wore strapped sandals and, perhaps the hardest thing for her to do, let down her hair. She stepped gracefully down the steps to stand next to her boss, though she seemed much shorter without the tall ponytail on top of her head.
"And who's this lovely lady?" Bueller asked, looking down at Blaze.
"My name is Nala Nekonya," Blaze said, as if she had rehearsed this while changing. "I am his manager."
Arumakan eyed Blaze with a questioning, surprised expression. She glared at him over her sunglasses, giving him a knowing look that proclaimed her thoughts; "Go along with this or I'll kill you."
Arumakan cleared his throat, but when he spoke, his voice went up an octave. "Y-Yes, of course. My manager! Definitely!"
Bueller raised an eyebrow, lifting his cap.
Blaze coughed awkwardly, trying to recover for the flustered director. "Oh dear, for whatever reason he gets nervous around me," she said, placing a hand to her cheek. "Perhaps this was a terrible idea. Nuhs, be a gentleman and get the poor officer some tea?" She looked innocently up at Arumakan, but her eyes were hard. "He must be very thirsty," she said deliberately.
Arumakan pushed up his glasses and made a high-pitched squeak of agreement before speed-walking up the stairs, the sweat visible on the back of his neck.
"Odd fella," Bueller said, scratching his head, watching him go.
"I hope he didn't give you trouble," Blaze forced a laugh. "Now, where were we?"
-:-:-:-
E3 DEMO STAGE - Crisis City (again)
Shadow: *gazing out at the scene from the safety of a sturdy building with everyone else, grumbles* This is getting ridiculous.
Silver: THIS. IS. SPARTAAAAA! *flings enemies off the stage with his telekinesis, all of them falling to fiery deaths, catches bullets fired at him and fires them back needlessly twice as fast at the enemies* Hua-hua-hua-huaaaah!
Sonic: *mutters to Tails* Think we should…?
Tails: Nah. Let him get it out of his system. I do not want to see him turn that anger on us.
Amy: Hm….That's it! *suddenly runs off*
Sonic: *watches her go* What's it?
Tails: That. *points to the goal ring Silver is approaching, Eggman hovering nearby*
Silver: HAIL SILVER, THE CULINARY CONNOISSEUR OF COOLNESS! *flies to the goal ring, landing before it and walking purposely toward it, posing as it disappears, concluding the stage, his hands on his hips*
-:-:-:-
The majority of the audience; Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, and Rouge clapped and congratulated the triumphant hedgehog politely. Shadow huffed and turned his back to the scene, finding the whole situation stupid. Everyone ran down into the street with Silver, Shadow reluctantly following. Silver, on the other hand, hardly seemed to notice.
"Eggman, you swore! Show yourself!" the hedgehog shouted to the sky. Obediently, Eggman in his Eggmobile hovered out from behind a pillar of a fallen overpass, clapping slowly. "Congratulations, you've made it through the hell that you created," he said. "As a reward, I will give you your precious cake back." A metal claw emerged from the base of the hovercraft, carrying the completed and already frosted cake. Silver's face lit up, until the claw released the cake - 15 feet above the ground. A collective gasp rippled across the onlookers, the most horrified coming from Silver. He squeezed his eyes shut and stuck out his hand.
"TELEKINESIS GO!" he blurted out.
The cake stopped in midair on a cushion of air, his teal aura surrounding it, saving it by inches. The group simultaneously sighed as Silver opened his eyes, carefully bringing the cake into his hands. Everyone began to clap, and Silver held up the cake triumphantly. None of them noticed the sly smirk on Eggman's face as him in his Eggmobile discretely hovered away.
"We should eat it someplace safer," Sonic suggested, laying a hand on Silver's shoulder. Silver nodded, looking genuinely happy. The group trekked through Crisis City as it burned around them, the sirens of the firetrucks in the distance.
Inside their headquarters, the cast met in the kitchen, where Silver wasted no time in decorating the cake with colorful swirls of frosting. He topped it with multicolored confetti sprinkles and mini chocolate chips.
"Call this an early birthday cake," Silver said, looking at Sonic after finishing his logo in blue icing.
Sonic grinned. "And here I thought you were just an annoying prankster," he said, nudging him playfully with his elbow.
"Here," Shadow muttered, offering a rather unnecessarily large knife to cut the cake with. Cake was a rare luxury for him; the last time he had even tasted it was Sonic's 10th anniversary, and before that, 50 years ago on the Space Colony ARK, where he was created. Silver eyed the knife skeptically before taking it, thanking him. Shadow looked away, not letting on his secret desire to taste the cake.
"This better not taste like crap," Knuckles mumbled as the knife began to sink into the soft cake. Suddenly, Silver stopped cutting it, hitting something solid in the middle. A muffled beeping could be heard within the dessert.
"Crap," Silver said softly, and the cake exploded, splattering it against the table, walls, and everyone's faces. The cast shrieked at the blast, cringing away. They opened their eyes and blinked in surprise, rubbing their eyes with the backs of their hands or hand towels. Silver didn't move, staring in shocked sadness down at his cake, now just a shell of what it had been, reduced to crumbling chunks that no longer resembled a cake. Tails and Knuckles were laughing, Rouge exclaiming in protest about her makeup being ruined, Shadow looking away disappointedly.
"THE CAKE WAS A LIE!" Knuckles shouted to the sky.
Sonic had laughed at first, but seeing Silver's depressed look stopped him. He walked over and laid a supportive hand on his shoulder.
"I worked so hard on that…" Silver said, his voice barely audible over the commotion.
"I'm sorry, buddy," Sonic said, calling him that for the first time. "You can't trust anything that came from Eggman. But honestly," Sonic licked his cheeks and smiled. "It's pretty darn good."
Silver couldn't help but smile. "I thought it was undercooked…"
At that, Sonic laughed. "Like Eggman himself!"
Just then, the door opened.
"Hey, what's-WHOOP!"
Blaze had walked in, but not expecting the mess, had slipped on a particularly large chunk of cake and fallen on her tail. Her hair was back in its high ponytail, but she was still wearing most of her costume. The sunglasses, however, had been abandoned.
"Blaze?" Silver said, helping her to her feet. "You alright?"
"Yeah...What happened in here?" Blaze asked, brushing off her skirt as she looked around. "It looks like a bakery blew up in here!"
Silver looked down. "You're half right."
Blaze looked at him questioningly.
"The cake was a lie," he said softly, his ears drooping.
Blaze snorted a bit, then burst out laughing. Silver looked up at her, startled. Her laughing quickly faded to a giggle, and she wiped her eyes.
"Oh, sorry, but you are naive, aren't you?" she said, smiling.
"I'm...naive?" Silver repeated.
"You trusted a mad scientist to keep something that you apparently held dear safe and uphold his end of the bargain," she said. "Don't you read comics or something?"
Silver looked away, blushing beneath his cake-smeared face.
"We don't need cake to have a good time," she said reassuringly, wiping his face with a rag hanging from a rack. "Right guys?"
The crew gave a less-than-enthusiastic, mumbled reply. Silver smiled all the same.
"I think we need cake," said a voice from the doorway, Everyone turned. Amy stood there in a frilly, pink apron, holding a massive, decorated cake in her hands. Everyone gave a joyful, unified gasp and exclamation of joy, and Amy laughed awkwardly.
"I figured something like this would happen, so I borrowed the footage from the cooking show and copied Silver's recipe, but I had to double it. I hope that's okay."
"You," Silver said, "are a lifesaver, Amy Rose."
"Why don't we all eat this in the cafeteria?" Amy asked, nodding her head in the direction of the hall. The cast agreed, and they all paraded down the hallway, leaving a trail of cake and frosting in their wake.
The cake-coated crew continued their culinary carousal in the cafeteria, cautiously including the calamitous chemist who had caused the cake confection catastrophe, if only to cautiously circumvent continuous calamity. All was going well, the cast enjoying large slices of cake and chatting animatedly amongst each other, discussing and laughing over the strange occurrences over the last few days, from Sonic disguising himself as Shadow to the mysterious giant eagle kidnapper, not to mention the cooking show disaster and the city that burned behind their headquarters. It was a rather jovial occasion, Dr. Eggman even partaking in conversation. Silver conversed with Amy about her cake recipe while Knuckles bet Sonic he could eat more cake than the hedgehog could; thus, a dare began. Shadow ate quietly in a corner of the room, keeping his delight at finally being able to taste the dessert to himself, though not without glances from Rouge from across the room, who was discussing gems with a disinterested Eggman. Tails was questioning Blaze about her strange outfit.
"Well, who do you think they'll blame for the fire outside?" Blaze pointed out to the fox. "I had to talk to the police chief to avoid suspicion."
"What did you tell him?" Tails asked.
"Oh, some little lie about an electrical misfire," she said, her tail flicking proudly. "He bought it hook, line, and sinker!"
Tails giggled just as the door opened. Arumakan walked in and everyone fell into silence. The whole crew except Sonic and Knuckles looked up, the two shoving their faces full of cake. The director cleared his throat loudly, causing them to look up, frosting dripping from their chins.
"Sonic, Eggman, I need you to come with me," Arumakan said, his voice back to the demanding tone of a director rather than the squeaky voice that seemed only to come out when he was lying or under pressure. He picked up the last slice of cake on a plate, taking a bite before saying, "We have work to do."
((PHEW! Since this chapter is already going up five months after the previous chapter, I'm going to end it there. There will be one more chapter to this E3 extravaganza, then we will continue with the actual bloopers and game! I severely apologize for the hiatus on this story. I have no decent excuse other than laziness. I will try to update at least one story once a month, but I've wasted my summer freetime already and school will be starting once more in about a month, unfortunately. But perhaps that pushes me to post on my personal deadlines rather than taking three months to do nothing but watch Netflix.
I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Yes, Nuhs Arumakan may be a director, but unlike the cast, he cannot act or lie to save his life. Blaze is irrationally afraid of firefighters, and Silver is a cooking perfectionist. That headcanon was actually taken from a fancomic on DeviantArt called Ghosts of the Future by Evan Stanley, one of the artists for the Archie Sonic the Hedgehog comics. I highly suggest checking that out if you have the time!
Remember to review or PM me suggestions on bloopers for the Sonic '06 cutscenes and causes for the glitches! I highly appreciate it, this is a reader-friendly story! Until next time!))
~SonicTheHedgehog-Nerd