Location: Knothole
"Is it done yet?" Sonic tapped his foot impatiently.
"Look, you can't rush this sort of thing," Rotor replied as he tweaked the engine a bit with his wrench. "There. Was that so hard?" Sonic looked at the engine in disbelief. He didn't see how one spark plug could make any difference in the car's performance. "Don't believe me," said Rotor, "Go ahead, start it." Sonic reluctantly sat down in the drivers seat and turned the ignition key. The engine roared into gear as soon as the key was turned. "Ha! Told you." Rotor slammed the hood of the car down just as Sally and Tails came by, suitcases packed.
"God I feel like a jackass," Sonic mumbled as he stepped out of the car to help load their luggage into the back seat. He looked down at Sally's feet, where a multitude of suitcases lay.
"Look, we aren't going to Bermuda or anything," Sonic said deftly, "And besides, it's only 200 miles away."
"Well I made sure I didn't forget anything," Sally said in response.
"Trust me, you didn't," Sonic replied. He looked down at Tails, who had only a single backpack loaded with his belongings. "You see, Tails has the right idea," Sonic said as he took the pack off Tails' back, "Only the essentials." He threw the backpack in the back seat with the rest and jumped in the driver's seat. Sally sat on the passenger side, and Tails sat in the middle.
"Oh, man, I forgot," Sonic said, "I should probably get the extra gas just in case."
"I can get it," Tails said quickly as he grasped for the keys in Sonics hand. Sonic quickly tore them out of Tails' hand and threw them to Rotor, who caught them as best he could. "Hey," Tails whined, "I can get it!"
"Something tells me I shouldn't trust you with flammable material," Sonic joked.
"You do this every time," Tails exclaimed, "You never let me do anything anymore! Ever since the war was over you've treated me even more like a child than before. I'm tired of it!" When Sonic made no reply, he sat down and crossed his arms across his chest, staring straight in front of him with an angry look in his eye.
Rotor loaded the tank in the back of the car and hit the bumper to signal that everything was good to go. Just before the car roared into acceleration, Sally heard Tails murmur a small statement.
"You'll be sorry you did this."