Chapter 3

Metal Sonic floated lazily around the hull of the half submerged Egg Carrier. The once incredibly powerful war machine was now nothing more than an oversized buoy.

"Nothing to report, Master" Said Metal, into his built in communicator. Suddenly a quick flying yellow projectile struck Metal in the side of the head, causing him to fall to the ground with a resounding 'clang.' He quickly got himself up and looked around for what may have caused the dent in his head. He spied a yellow ball rolling off of the deck of the ship.

"Serve up!"

Amy happily skipped about, sporting a tennis outfit, as did Cream, and Sera. Rouge, however, was forced to keep her normal outfit, as her bosoms were too large for any of the sized outfits. Charmy flew out from inside of the ship, dressed in his own, tiny tennis suit.

"How do I look guys?" Charmy asked. Sonic stared at him for a moment, and then turned around, shaking his head.

"Why are we on the Egg Carrier?" Rouge whispered to Sera. Sera gave a gentile shrug.

"It was Tails's idea., I think." Sera answered.

Espio and Tails took their position on their side of the make shift court, as did Sera and Amy. Espio looked at his racket curiously.

"Erm...how do we play exactly?" Espio said examining the racket further.

"We just hit the ball back and forth," Said Sera from the other side of the field. Espio thought it over for a minute and then nodded.

"Mind if I serve?" Amy smiled towards Tails. Tails tossed her the ball.

"Go ahead," Tails said. He may have been Amy's rival, but it didn't mean he wasn't a gentleman. Amy bounced the ball on the ground and smacked it over towards Espio. Espio gripped his racket and hit the ball with all of his might, causing it to soar over everyone's head and hit somewhere on an unseen part of the Egg Carrier with a loud 'clang'. There was a long silence as everyone stared at Espio.

"Alright, alright, I'll hit it softer this time," He said with a sneer.

Soon afterwards, Espio was really starting to get it. The ball bounced back and forth, back and forth. The players moved around gracefully, making it seem almost like an elegant dance. The steady 'pt-bop, pt-bop' worked almost like a metronome.

"Time's up you guys!" Amy called from the sidelines.

"What's the score?" Rouge said, taking her place on the field. She had dozed off during the Tennis match.

"Thirty to Forty, girls favor," Tails said, sitting down on his bench. (That score probably seems odd, if you're unacquainted with the scoring method in Tennis. Just go with the flow.) Sonic stretched his limbs out. This was it. If the girls scored one more they would win, tying the games and no longer giving the boys an edge.

"You okay over there Charms?" Sonic asked, noticing the honey bee was awkwardly picking up the racket.

"I think so..." Charmy said wearily, as he struggled lifting his sporting good. Soon enough, the game was underway. Sonic's skill far surpassed anyone's on the field. A mix of speed and grace gave him a natural ability to play the game. Rouge jumped to get the high bouncing ball, causing her...selves...to bounce around.

"Quite a show bat-girl!" Espio rudely called from sides. Sera glared at him, smacking him upside the head.

Suddenly, Rouge hit the ball rather soft, towards Charmy. Sonic glanced at the honey bee. He wouldn't be able to run up to the ball in time. Sonic dashed across the field and smacked the ball. It flew forward, just missed the net, hit the ground, and fired at Cream. Cream swung her racket, just missing the ball. Sonic threw his arms up in rejoice. The ball bounced into the ball container, knocking it into the water, then settled on the hull, and began rolling towards the edge.

"Quick!" Tails shouted, "Get it! That's the last ball!" As of that, every furry ran to the ball, unfortunately knocking it, and poor Charmy, into the water. Charmy thrashed about, wailing and screaming. Tails, grabbing on to the edge, swung over the water, scooping Charmy up. Charmy shivered and curled up into a fetal position, sucking his thumb.

"Well now what?" Sonic said with a sneer.

"I guess...we call it a tie?" Tails said with a gentile shrug. This was greeted with grumbles, but was agreed upon.

"C'mon everyone," Amy said, already beginning to walk away, "to the Mystic Ruins."