I finally got this one ready. I didn't like this chapter much, so I uploaded the next chapter also. I don't own any of the characters.

Sonic had been traveling for over a day and a half. He stopped to check a sign.

"Station Square: Five miles. Perfect!" Sonic said, and he ran in the direction the sign pointed in.

Sonic entered Station Square. He checked his watch. It was only 8 in the morning. He continued until he ran across a farm.

Maybe this is the place, he thought. Seeing a young boy, he went over to ask.

"Excuse me," he said. "My name's Sonic. Is this where I can buy fertilizer?"

The boy looked at him funny. "Sonic, is that you? Did you lose your memory or something? You look different, too…"

"Huh?" Sonic said, confused. Wait a minute. Vanilla said that there's a Sonic here already. What if he looks a little like me?

"There's some confusion. I'm not from around here. I came from Knothole Village. I heard that there's another Sonic here, but I'm looking for the farm where I can buy fertilizer and hybrid seeds."

"Ah, I think I get it," the boy said. "My name is Chris. I'm running the Thorndyke farm with the help of my grandpa."

"Nice to meet you. So, do you know where the farm I'm looking for is?"

"I sure do!" Chris said, grinning. Then the grin faded from his face. "Oh, I just remembered: the farm is closed today."

Sonic frowned. "Now what am I gonna do?" he said. He then sighed. "Well, I guess staying here one day won't kill me."

"Stick with me. I'll show you around, after I finish watering my crops," Chris said.

Chris finished up and took Sonic for a quick tour of town. They stopped at the entrance to his farm.

"See that over there?" Chris said, pointing to a fenced in area across a small river. It had crops growing, and buildings that looked like tents. "That's the farm you're looking for: the Underground Farm. They'll be open tomorrow."

They then went to the inn. A tall yellow robot with a head shaped like a pill was behind the counter, organizing paperwork. Two more, one a shorter grey one, and a very short black one with a rocket on his back, were cleaning up the lobby. "Hello, Chris," the yellow one said said.

"Hey Decoe," Chris said. "My friend Sonic from Knothole Village is going to be here a day, and needs a place to spend the night. Sonic, this is Decoe. The grey one is his brother Bocoe, and the little one is there cousin Bokkun. Together they run the inn."

"No problem," Decoe said. He wrote down some information, and Sonic paid for his room. "Shall one of us carry your bags for you?"

"Sorry," Sonic said. "All I've got is the rucksack on my back."

"Very well," Decoe said. "When you are ready, you are in room number two."

Sonic and Chris left the inn and went into the bar. A large red robot and a cat-girl were behind the counter.

"Sonic, this is E102 Gamma, the local bartender, and his waitress Sara," Chris said.

"Hey cutie, what'll it be?" Sara asked Sonic with a wink.

Sonic grinned nervously. "Uhh…I'll have one of those," he said, pointing to a sign.

"Your order has been processed and is now being generated," Gamma said, making the drink.

Sonic got his drink and paid for it. He then drank some. It was actually pretty good. He thanked them and left with Chris.

Chris then went under a nearby tree and pulled out a sign.

"What are you doing?" Sonic asked.

"I'm selling stuff," Chris responded.

"You don't just sell everything to your local buyer?"

"We don't have one," Chris said. "I can ship some stuff, like dairy products, but I can't ship vegetables. People here pay pretty good for my stuff, anyway. If I can get a chicken, I'll be able to ship more stuff, though."

"You don't have a chicken?" Sonic asked.

"Not yet, but I hope to buy one soon."

After a minute or so, a young pink hedgehog girl stopped by. "Hey Chris," she said. "Do you have any milk?"

"Sure Rosie, right here," Chris said. Chris then noticed Sonic had a wide-eyed expression on him. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Sonic said, shaking his head. "It' s just that…she looks a lot like a friend of mine named Amy, just a lot younger." Indeed, the hedgehog girl was pink, wearing a green top, an orange skirt, a red headband, and white and purple sneakers. She seemed to only be about eight years old.

"Amy Rose from Knothole Village? She's my cousin!" Rosie said. "I'm Rosie the Rascal. I live here with my friend Rob O' The Hedge."

Sonic smirked. "I'll tell her you're doing well."

"Ok, thanks. Nice meeting you!" Rosie said, taking the milk and running off.

Not seeing anyone else around, Chris took down his makeshift shop and they continued on.

Next they went to a large field that was bombed to pieces. A large robot was working on something.

"That's E-123 Omega. He's Gamma's cousin, and he designs fireworks."

Omega turned his head towards Sonic and Chris. "Greetings," he said. "I have just finished a new design. I will now demonstrate."

Chris took a step back. "Uh-oh."

"What's wrong?" Sonic asked.

Fireworks went off before Chris could respond. They flew everywhere, some flying back down and blowing up more land.

"Eradicate!" Omega yelled. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing.

The fireworks finally stopped. Sonic and Chris looked at the new holes nervously. Sonic then noticed a group of fireworks that never took off and didn't explode. "What's with those?" he asked.

Omega looked at the failed fireworks. "These were using a type of gunpowder I got very cheep. Obviously, this is inferior gunpowder." He picked up one and looked at it closer. His eyes flashed red.

"Worthless consumer models!"

"We'll let you get back to work," Chris said. He and Sonic left quickly.

As they passed the inn, they noticed someone else was selling stuff under the tree.

"That's Old Owl. He buys and sells stuff from different towns, but he's a little scatterbrained."

"Are you sure you don't want to buy anything?" Owl asked the nearby tree.

Sonic tilted his head to the side. "I see." They walked up to the new shop.

"Hey guys," Owl said. "Find anything you like? I'll be right with you, after I finish with this customer."

"Uh, that's a tree," Chis said.

"Oh. That explains why he drove a hard bargain."

Sonic noticed a pretty gold ring on the table. It had a $600 price tag on it. "I'd like this," he said, picking it up.

"Ok," Owl said. "That'll be…uh…"

"$600?" Sonic said.

"Oh, ok," Owl said. He got out some money and handed it to Sonic. "Thanks. I've always wanted one of these."

"Wait…" Sonic said.

"Time to close," Owl said. He quickly took down his displays and was miles away in the blink of an eye.

"Uhhh…." Sonic said. He had the ring in one hand and Owl's money in another. He shrugged and put both away. "That was weird."

It was getting late, so Sonic went to the inn, while Chris went back to his farm.

The next morning, Sonic got up and stretched. "That's the best sleep I've had since I left Knothole," he said to himself.

Sonic stepped outside and saw Chris walking past the river with a fishing pole. In a flash, he was next to him. "Morning," Sonic said.

"Huh? Oh, good morning." Chris said. "I'm going fishing. Wanna come?"

Sonic shrugged. "Why not?"

As they got close to the lake, they heard talking from a nearby dig site. Curous, they went in. Inside were two robots. One was based on a chicken, named Scratch. The other one, named Grounder, looked like a green tank with drill-bits for his nose and hands.

"What's going on?" Chris asked.

"Oh, I've made a huge discovery!" Scratch said.

"No you didn't. I found it!" Grounder said. Scratch whacked him on the head. "Owww…"

"Found what?" Sonic asked.

"I found some ancient inscriptions on the walls," Scratch said.

Chris looked at it. Whatever it was, he couldn't read it. "What does it say?"

Grounder went over to the inscription. He lifted an arm up. The drill cone disappeared into his arm and a three-prong robot hand popped out. Grounder used this hand to open a compartment in his chest. He pulled out some reading glasses and a book. Putting the glasses on, he then opened the book.

"This says: 'The Servers Are the Seven…'"

"That's it?" Scratch asked.

"The last word is too damaged to read," Grounder said. "I'll try to read this next one."

Grounder then started to translate another inscription. "It basically translates to: 'Chaos Control is activated by a wish from that who is pure of heart.'"

"Chaos Control?" Sonic asked.

Scratch shrugged. "Beats me, but I'll keep looking until I find some answers."

"I'm doing all the work," Grounder muttered.

Chris and Sonic left. After some fishing,  Chris got up.

"Let's go to the Underground Farm now," he said.

Sonic got up from under the tree he was sitting under. "Ok."

They got to the farm, where three hedgehogs were playing musical instruments. "Hey guys," Chris said.

"Hi," they all said as they stopped playing. Sonic noticed they all sounded very similar.

"This is my friend named Sonic from Knothole village. He needed to buy some supplies." Chris turned to Sonic. "This is Manic, Sonia, and…Sonic."

"So this is the guy people confuse me with?" Sonic said. He looked at them. They all looked a lot shorter than himself. They also sad no coloring in their eyes. Manic was green, with spikey hair and a red vest. Sonia was purple with more formal wear on. Their Sonic was a different shade of blue than Knothole's Sonic.

(A/N: During this, I'm going to use KV-Sonic for the Sonic from Knothole, and SS-Sonic for the one in Station Square.)

"So, man, what can we get you?" Manic asked. KV-Sonic pulled out the list that Tails had given him. The trio looked at the list.

"You're in luck!" SS-Sonic said. "We have just what you need."

"I'll take all I can carry," KV-Sonic said.

"I'll get the seeds. Sis, you get the fertilizer," Manic said.

"There is no way I'm going near the fertilizer again. Do you know what that stuff really is?" Sonia said.

Manic rolled his eyes. "No. We've only been farming for five years, and I still don't know what fertilizer is," he said sarcastically.

SS-Sonic sighed. "I'll get the fertilizer," he said.

Soon, KV-Sonic was trying to fit it all in his rucksack. Luckily, it was really big. As he did, he found an egg in the bottom of his rucksack.

I must've forgotten this in here, he thought. Then he got an idea. He handed it to Chris.

"Here you go," KV-Sonic said. "Put this in the incubator in your chicken coop. This'll hatch into your very own chicken."

Chris looked at the egg. "Are you sure it's OK to just give it to me?"

"Of course. I've got chickens that produce eggs every day at home. Trust me, in a week or so, everyone here will be able to eat omelets for breakfast."

Sonia licked her lips at the thought of a good breakfast. "Sounds good to me."

Soon, KV-Sonic and Chris were standing at the road out of Station Square. "Well, I guess this is goodbye," Chris said. "Maybe someday I'll come and visit."

"I'll be waiting," Sonic said. He then sped off towards home.

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The next chapter should be up . . . now.