Everyone was at the breakfast table before Sonic. When he finally did walk into the dining room, he was grubby, stiff, and his hair still needed to be brushed.

"Good (yaaaaaawwwwnn!) morning." he mumbled.

Cody giggled again and Carl cooed in happiness while holding out his arms for a hug, but Mrs. Anderson said nothing. She knew why Sonic had been crying last night; all of Cody's questions reminded him about how much he missed home, especially if he was really the Sonic the Hedgehog gone human.

Sonic picked up Carl out of his booster chair and let the kid hug him as he sat down. At least he didn't have to learn about one of his favorite traditions of the day.

Mrs. Anderson brought plates of food to the table, including an extra plate for Sonic. "Good morning, Serin!" she beamed, "I don't know how you like your eggs so I hope scrambled is okay."

"I like 'em edible!" Sonic exclaimed while licking his lips. He couldn't wait to dig into the delicious-looking food! Especially since he hadn't eaten for a whole day.

Mrs. Anderson giggled to herself. It was a good thing she knew what he meant, but she'd still have to talk to him later.

Cody couldn't keep quiet anymore with Sonic talking to his mother and Carl hogging the guy's lap. He wanted a bit of his new friend too!

Cody gulped down his food and swallowed the best he could. After also draining his milk (and then grimacing in disgust) he called out, "Hey Sonic! Wanna see my new skateboard?!"

Before Sonic could reply, though, Mrs. Anderson cut in. "Cody, don't show him anything until after school. And finish your-! Oh, you finished already."

Cody beamed and Sonic smiled. Carl wasn't eating his breakfast mostly because he had just fallen asleep on Sonic's lap, still cooing faintly and sucking on his thumb.

Sonic looked at Carl. "Does he ever talk?" he asked.

Mrs. Anderson shook her head. "He's almost a year old and he hasn't said his first word yet. All the other children his age at the daycare know at least two words by now. I'm really starting to get worried."

The clock rang seven times. The whole family seemed to stop as the rings echoed and faded from hearing.

"It's seven o'clock?! I still have to get to work! There's no way I can do that and get Cody to school and Carl to daycare! Oh! I'm going to be late!" Mrs. Anderson called while bustling about, giving Cody his backpack and grabbing Carl to put his shoes on him. Sonic smiled; this is the part he did best.

Racing around the house he found the backpack, shoes, and skateboard (which he had to admit was pretty cool, especially with him and Tails on the bottom as the design) which he gave to Cody. He tapped his foot impatiently while Cody put on his shoes, and then picked up the kid and ran over to Mrs. Anderson. And all that was done in 15 seconds or less.

"Which way is Cody's school?" Sonic almost commanded. He was just so used to this kind of thing.

Mrs. Anderson gave him the instructions. "I can get Carl to the daycare. It's on my way to work."

Sonic nodded and sped off, following the directions just given to him. In no time at all, Cody was at school, playing with his friends (actually, he was gathering a fan club, but Sonic didn't know the difference) and still had about half an hour before school started. Sonic leaned against the outer fence so he could watch Cody before the bell rang. The next thing he knew, he was being swarmed by pre-school-ers, kindergarten kids, and 1st graders.

With all the questions being thrown at him, Sonic could barely hear anything! Cody was alternately asking questions and bragging that this guy was the real Sonic in human form.

However, even with all the screamed questions, he did hear something else;

"Help! Somebody help me!"