We are the monster underneath your bed.
Five Cents A Bottle
Sonic, Tails, and Robotnik were all seated around the boardinghouse's kitchen table. E-123 Omega was standing behind Robotnik, holding a hot water bottle to the Doctor's head.
"Dr. Robotnik, we'd love to let you stay here," said Sonic. "But your alcoholism could be a serious threat to everyone's safety."
"So in light of recent events, I'm afraid we'll have to ask you to leave," agreed Tails.
As Tails finished speaking, Metal Sonic walked into the room carrying a small piece of paper.
"Dr. Robotnik, I just cashed in your beer bottles," announced Metal Sonic, gesturing at the check.
"Give the check to Sonic and Tails," ordered Robotnik.
"Doctor, I don't think a check will change our minds…" said Tails as he and Sonic accepted the check.
The pair scanned the check, wide eyed.
"Um, in light of more recent events, Tails and I have decided that you are always welcome here, Doctor," said Sonic.
We are the voices inside your head.
