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I hope you like this chapter. It's pretty short and direct, but I'll try to write another pretty soon!
Mighty was rushing across the club, attempting to find the next singer Tails had written in. "Man", he thought, "You don't realize how tough this is until you've done it yourself!" Tails' schedule called for much planning and preparation, and Mighty was still a little shocked that Tails would put anyone else in position of something so important.
Finally, after sprinting around and asking people, he was able to find him. "Espio! Boy, am I glad to see you!"
"I would say the same; just in a slightly different way." Espio and Mighty had held a grudge at each other for years, trying to prove themselves better than the other. The problem was that they were both clearly better than the other in certain things; for example, Espio was speedier and stealthier, while Mighty was stronger and better at making music.
"Well, Tails has you penciled in here as the next singer. Are you ready to perform?" Mighty said this apprehensively, already knowing what the chameleon's answer was going to be.
"Of course I am, you idiot. However, since you're here, I have something planned." Espio was especially angry at the armadillo, and wasn't afraid to show it.
Mighty was slightly agitated, but was expecting him to say what he did. "Fine. Just get up there and sing, OK?"
"Can do." Espio, decked out in a purple leather coat and matching leather pants, was already ready for his performance. As he gestured to the crowd, the ninja-turned-rockstar spoke. "How are you guys doing tonight?"
The crowd, loving Espio's look, boomed in approval. The crowd had awoke since the start of Rouge's performance.
"Tonight, you're going to be rocking out to my rendition of Get Over It by OK Go. You know, the treadmill guys?" Blank stares came from the audience, but Espio didn't care. It was go time.
Lot of knots, lot of snags,
Lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags.
Lot of naggin' old hags,
Lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags.
Oh it's such a drag, what a chore...
Oh, your wounds are full of salt.
Everything's a stress and what's more,
Well it's all somebody's fault.
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get over it, get over it.
The chameleon, who had started sitting in a chair and quietly muttering the opening of the song, opened the chorus by bursting out of his chair and yelling almost as loud as he could. Mighty felt that he could have designed better choreography, but decided to keep his mouth shut until the end of the song.
Makes you sick, makes you ill,
Makes you cheat, slipping change from the till.
Had it up to the gills.
Makes you cry while the milk still spills.
Ain't it just a bitch? What a pain...
Well it's all a crying shame.
What left to do but complain?
Better find someone to blame.
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get over it, get over it.
Espio then turned invisible while singing the chorus, letting the audience awe at the floating microphone that he would move around and throw in the air.
Got a job, got a life,
Got a four-door and a faithless wife.
Got those nice copper pipes.
Got an ex, got a room for the night.
Aren't you such a catch?
What a prize! Got a body like a battle axe.
Love that perfect frown, honest eyes...
We ought to buy you a Cadillac.
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get, get, get, get, get over it!
Get over it, get over it!
"Oh, yeah! Thank you guys!" Espio was hyped up after the performance. So the audience wouldn't see, he turned invisible and snuck up on Mighty.
Mighty, alarmed at the sudden appearance of the stealthy ninja, quickly took a step back. "Woah! Didn't expect to see you there!"
"Really? That's shocking, considering the fact that we've been doing this for ages!" Espio tried to cool himself down, realizing that his temper was starting to peak. "So, did you think that was awesome or what?"
"It was pretty good, but I could do way better. First off, you've got to work on the song choice. Picking a song no one's heard of that's from 2002 isn't a very wise idea. Also, the choreography. You just automatically burst from sitting down from the start of the song to jumping in on the chorus? Where's the progression?"
Mighty decided to play a card that he had been holding all night. "I brought a girl that I met with me while I was touring. I bet that she could do way better than you!"
Espio didn't care about getting mad now, and was about to throw a curveball of his own; his fist. "Oh, yeah? Well, bring it on, then!"
Espio attempted to punch Mighty, but his hand was stopped by Vector, who had noticed the escalating voice and had come to set things straight. "Guys, stop it! Can't you see I'm trying to set an example?" The guys looked down at Cream, who shyly waved at them. "Anyways, there was something Cream wanted to ask you, Mighty."
"Can I sing soon?"
Mighty was surprised by the small rabbit's request, but was definitely willing to oblige. "I've got a singer lined up next. But after that, then sure!" Mighty knelt down and hugged the cute, little interrogator.
Before Cream left with Vector, she couldn't help asking. "Where's Tails?"
Mighty, thinking nothing of it, simply replied. "He's back in the workroom working on our earpieces. That's why I'm doing his job right now!"
Cream was happy that Tails was OK. After not seeing him in a while, she was worried that something had happened to him. "See ya!"
"Soon, hopefully!" Mighty watched Cream walk away, quickly running back to catch up with Vector. However, his mind was now focused on making the next performance the best of the night.
Who's the girl Mighty brought? Read next time to find out! Please review, and I can't wait to see you until next time!
All Sonic characters are owned by SEGA. The song "Get Over It" is performed by OK Go. The lyrics are a revised version from Sing365.
