Doctor Kent stood in front of Sonic. The hedgehog appeared as calm and collected as the serene hospital room. The hedgehog cuddles onto a pillow, resting his hands around it's pretend neck. This is comforting, he thinks to himself.
The doctor clicks his pen and opens a journal. Calmly, he asks, "do you remember anything, Sonic?"
The hedgehog chuckled, "not much, though my lungs remember drowning." Then he pauses. He stares dead-eyed, sighs, then recollects himself. In a soft, yet projected voice, he states, "that's it. I guess my name's Sonic. Sonic T. Hedgehog. I wonder what the T stands for...,"
"It stands for… the…"
Dead silence.
The doctor looks at him straight and says bluntly, "looks like you have amnesia."
Sonic replies, "Amnesia? Cowabummer! Tell me doc, if I forgot everything, then why do I remember a fatigued sense of existential dread?"
"Your memories are still a part of you, but they're trapped behind a metaphysical door of consciousness, and the flooding reached under the floorboards, making it impossible to close the door properly."
"Makes sense, but still, a metaphorical reach."
"Sorry for projecting, my house flooded. You know, I was the only one who made it out of there a-"
Bubsy barges through the door and runs up to Sonic, hugging him. Sonic's confused. He yelps, "AHHHHH! Who are you?"
"You don't remember me silly, it's Bubsy!"
The doctor is shocked. He mutters, "uh, did the front desk receptionist tell you anything? He has amnesia…"
"What's a front desk receptionist got to do with this emergency!?" Bubsy froze.
"Its to make sure people like you don't barge in and make a scene… But that's beside the point. I'm glad you're here. We need you to accompany Sonic throughout his journey to regain his memories."
"A metaphysical journey, that's a good way to get to his head…." Bubsy quips.
"Oh, no I mean a literal journey. Are you ready for discharge, Sonic? We have a Memory Channeler all the way from Rhode Island ready to help you further."
Sonic springs out of the bed and follows the Doctor and Bubsy up several flights of stairs. The doctor takes out a keycard and puts it up to a card-lock door. He takes the two up to a roof, where a blue helicopter shaped in a middle aged man's face appears. The aforementioned middle aged man walks out and scratches his butt. He points at the two furried creatures and inquires, "Sonic. Bubsy. Nice to meet you two. Name's Peter Griffin, and I know everything there is to know about amnesia. Dig fast!" Peter throws a rock at Sonic, hitting him right in the head. He drops to the floor. Bubsy's shocked, but Doctor Ken restrains him. Peter then kneels down to Sonic and asks, "Tell me, Sonic. Are your memories back?"
"No…" Sonic mutters, spitting out hyperrealistic blood.
"That's awkward… It sure worked on me… Well let's get aboard the Petercopter. Follow me around, and I'll help you get your memory back. I'm what they call a Memory Channeler- my words have the innate ability to manipulate reality."
"What the fuck does that mean?" Sonic mutters.
"Now's not the time to explain. Let's go, I don't want to miss out on the George Lucas Celebrity Roast, it's gonna be a bloodbath." Peter struts towards the Petercopter.
Bubsy runs up to Sonic and carries his body into the private plane. Peter operates the controls and as soon as Sonic's hyper realistic blood flow stabilizes, they ascend.