Chapter 5: Green Hill Zone Act 2 (2/4)

"Cum on!" Sonic shat, frucing his way into the back of a robut. The bot squimmered and squatled, but at the end of it all, Sonik wwas the one who came on tip. The thing did a quick splurgle, and then it died in the midle of the floor. Sad! But it was ded and thrat's whatg mattered.

"You really know how to rock 'em and sock 'em!" Bidet staaed, rubbing a finger down his ass crack. It has been a long time since he found the ability to do something. But he ddin't know what it was he couldn't do! His somash was not comfortable tho, which made him wonder what it was he hadn't done in the last sixty-seven days.

But that didn't Mater rightnow. Wat martyred was that Soniku and Tweee were murking the fuck out of a bunch of robotos. Tweeteee just kept shooting them in the faces, and Sonik was kicking them up and left right all around, while leaking up. There was no way for them to get stopped by trhe rpbots!

But uh oh. There was a big shadow in the door, and then he came~!

It was ROBERT F. KENNEDY with a ton of weapons! He had one of them things over your shoulder that is like, when you hold the bullets. And there was a machine gun (at first Sunkik thot it was an AK-47, but on a closer look it was an AK-57) that was really big and had a lot of bullets in it. He had 4 pistols on his holders on his sides, and he was carrying a pump shotgun in his hand that had three barrels so it could fire three bullets at once (one for each of them!).

"Holy shit, nigga's packin' heat!"

But that was all Twa could say before Rovert uponed fire against them. There was a BOOOOOM and there was Sonuk, grabbing the gum and aimning it at the ceiling. The uprock blowed apart like a hooker-pussy,and then it really was hooker-pussy because then the water pipes up there broked into wetness.

"Let go, you filthy rodent!" Rubeer Cuck sneeded. But Snugkok was too big for him. He blowed a deal on his chest with his shoe, and Robby Kont went flying into the room he'd cum from. He landed at the wall with a big thing, and then there was a crash cuz he flew into his own guys trying to get the gang (LOL!).

"Alright, that'll teach 'em!" Sodoku held up thumb and finger in a circle to make the "white power" sign.

"Sheet man, more's comin'!" Twattle warned.

Sonuk got a big grin on his teeth. "So am I!"

He was going to be just like the Joker. No, he would be bigger and better! He would be…

The Coker.

Even without the durg, Sunik knowed he could take down the robuts. But what would happen to him after!? He doesn't know. All he knowed is that, with his blood flowing the way it was now, he could make all of his friends and also President Joe Biden proud! He wasnt gonna let some little bitchbots fuck him.

"Alright, don't start fucking my butthole!" Sonuk shouted to warm his up. Then he blued into a big ball, and mashed into the robots. His sweat was rolling down his head, and it took all he could not to die. But he wouldn't gho so easy! Those bots. They had bested hiymn before when he didn't have enough cocks, but now. Now he had to go even if there was no baby powder stuff to snort.

Sonik was going to become the very thing he was fighting against: Islam.

"Woah! Alluah Admiral Akbar!"

Twitty stipped. "Nigga, the fuck you mean by—?"

But he stooped. Sonik was gonn go fast! He was running like a big shit, cumming on robots left and girth, tunneling them into nothing but a little but of scrap! He was no cocaine fiend, no randum guy who though nothing in his hed! He was SONIK HEDGE and he was gonna get the runs!

Robuts blowed up! KAAAAAA-WOOOOOOOSSHHHHHHHHAAAAAAKKAAA! And Sonik couyldnt stoip his running. BLLLLLLFFFFFFFSHSHSDSH! Like hat.

And now it was all gone, because the robots were dead. Twattle dong and Jay Bodro watched with jaws open as Soniku stood up in front of them, smiling. "Awright!" He shitted bravely. "That's the stuff!"

"Well I'll be damned," Twittle tated. "You did's that without dat much coke in yo' system. I's kinda impressed, man."

"Didn't think you had it in you, Jack," Biden sputtered. "But that was kinda tootin'!"

"Hehehehe!" Sonik was blushing! Was it because P{resident Ryden said that to him? Or was it because he hadn't done this in so…long…

…No. Oh no. The coke. The cocaine. It was starting to wear off. This wasn't like the usual lack of a high, where he didn't feel it but could still stay in that dream-state of unreality. No, this was different. Now he was able to think in cohesion with his mind, able to analyze the situation if he so chose. It had been, what, years since something like this?

It had to stop. It had to end!

His eyes darted to the door Robert Kennedy and his minions had escaped from. What was that, buried in the rubble of robot sparts and scrap-metal vestiges? Ah ha! This was it, then. He ran over before Tweety or Biden could notice the change in his demeanor. He pulled the bag of pure cocaine out of the rubble. Yes, this would last his much longer than the synthetic shit old Cat in the Hat had given him. This could take the pain away for much longer. God knew he needed it gone for as long as he could muster. The dysphoric atmosphere was bound to atrophy his soul.

He grabbed a whole fistful of cocaine and sniffed it through his nostrils…

And he camed back. He runned to Twitle and Bidet, shitting, "Yo! Check it out!"

"Aw sheet!" Tweety thnumbed. "You gots your coke back!"

"Yeah, wanna see!?"

Suncuck leeded them into the room. There was a ton of bags of cokie on the waalls, like really big in there! Ajd it was all over the place! It might be enough to make Sonik haave big cum for 69 years!

"Nigga, how the fuck we gonna transport all dis shit?" Twittle thotted.

Biden wrly wried. "Don't you worry," he smacked. "I got the forty-niner."

Soggendly, Booden started strafing cock bags into his pants. "Got these from Polyphemus," he shed. "I could hold as many little girls as I want in these babies!"

"Shit, guess you were right, nigga," Twattle told Soni. "Dis racis' ol' pedophile's gonna be useful to us afta all!"

"Woah! Extra cool!" Sununchuck sid. "Now let's get outta here before Robert and his goons come back!"

"Amen to that, Jack," Biden smelled, snoffling the cook into his pockets.

The heroes began the run, and then they were in the drake. But then. Light! And they runned to it outside. They were on the other side of where they were! Now it was time to keep going in Gren Hull Zone!

"Time to save the animals!" Sonuk shitted, a big thumb up.

"Hell yeah," Twattle throttled. "And to get the rest of my coke back. Cuz dat room ain't all of it."

"And to make the American people unified." Biden saluted a seagull passing by.

The heroes began to go into the light of the sun, and they were going to do their best to make the world good again.