Oo; I continue! See? And yes, Sky, you did rock:D Yay for the new laptop! Hopefully this one won't break. :P And thanks for the two reviews on the other stories!

To Pink Emerald816, I'm just making fun of the fan characters in good-hearted teasing. I'm not saying fan characters are bad, just making fun of what I see, like Mary-Sues. Just too easy. You see I also have my own characters, yes I do. And thus I will tease them. But it will be exaggerated, very much so. But thank you for your opinion.

Okay then, this continues!Now, I originally wrote this for me, so excuse for any inside jokes that may only make sense to me. People who read my other stories may recognize some characters, because I wanted to make fun of them. Hmm, I think I'm OOCing my own characters, oh well.

Now witness the weirdness and bland humor, this 'creative result' of my brain. OO Like the story title! Get it…it's the same cause…never mind…read…


Chapter 2- A Fan's Mind Is A Strange Thing Indeed

Sonic clutched his head from the pounding headache he suddenly had. And it hurt.

Really, really bad. Not fun.

He could dimly remember something hard hitting him in the face. The hedgehog came up with the conclusion that he had been assaulted! Shadow must have sneaked up on him again with a sucker punch. The nerve of that faker. Oh, he'll teach that little coward a lesson or two once his vision cleared again. He sat up, groaning at the pain.

Damn, it really, really hurt!

"Ugh…okay, I think I need some Advil."

"You sure? Personally, I've always thought Tylenol was better."

Eyes widening, the hedgehog glanced behind him, and lo and behold, it was the same face (which he now recalled, yay for that) that had drove him to shock and fear from before.

And today's results did not stray too far from the previous.

"Ahhhh!" Quickly, Sonic got up to run for his precious life again.

"Wait! Why does everyone keep running away from me?"

Hearing the note of sadness in the voice, Sonic stood still, face to face with the speaker.

He was staring at a male white chameleon, incredibly pale as that of a corpse, body so cadaverous he looked to be anorexic. His eyes, pure violet, had a peculiar gleam to them, that it was hard to gaze straight at them for a long period of time. His face was as white as his body, no tint of any color at all on his cheeks.

No wonder Sonic had run. Seeing such a face in the dark suddenly was enough to make anybody scream in pure terror. The guy looked severely maltreated.

"Stop staring at me!" the odd-looking one shouted.

"Oops, uh, sorry," Sonic apologized, trying to avert his gaze but not succeeding.

The other sighed, also staring with curiosity at the blue hedgehog. "Just…never mind. Anyway…are you supposed to be new here?"

"Uhh, yeah," Sonic confirmed glibly. "I guess you could say that."

The chameleon stared at him oddly, making Sonic starting to feel a bit uncomfortable under those strange eyes, as if he was a bug under a magnifying glass. Suddenly, recognition spread across the white face. "Wait, you're Sonic the Hedgehog! That's why you looked so familiar! You're famous around here."

"Well, I do happen to be pretty popular," the hedgehog grinned unashamed, loving the celebrity fame. He hasn't gotten tired of it yet.

"I didn't think I'd meet you this soon. By the way, I'm Sen." The chameleon held out his hand for the proper greeting.

Sonic held out his own. "Nice to meet ya, Sen- Holy heck! What is that!"

"What?" asked Sen, still holding out his hand.

"That!" Sonic frantically pointed, moving further and further away.

"Oh! You mean this." The chameleon held up his hand, which was really some kind of metal club, topped off with three sharp claws at the end. It was rather strange-looking, the claws resembled skeletal fingers, almost gruesome when shown in a different light. "That's just my hand."

"Your hand! How'd you get that kind of thing?" Sonic asked, still looking at the object with half amazement, half fear.

"Uh, I'd rather not talk about it." Sen replied in a tone of voice that meant that the subject was to be dropped.

"Alright, fine." Sonic shrugged then looked around, finding himself in a small room with bare furniture, one bed next to him where he had been laying down a moment before. No windows were present, a small lamp providing the only source of light. "Where am I?"

"You're in my room. Since you knocked your head, I brought you here because I didn't want any people to start blaming me for scaring people… again. You've been out for a long time, about six hours give or take."

"I spent six hours here!" Sonic yelled in surprise.

"Well, yeah…"

"Oh, dang. I gotta get home." Just as the hedgehog was about to leave, a light bulb went off in his head. (Not literally, of course).

Wait a sec, he was inside the place now. He could go looking around now. His friends would just think he was out jogging again like he always did and that he went out a little early. In fact, he had all day! This was perfect!

After all, he had some exploring to do.

"Are you leaving or what?" asked a peculiar Sen, seeing Sonic had not moved or speak for the past ten minutes.

The hedgehog looked around, sporting his trademark grin. "So, what do you guys do for fun around here?"

The chameleon was a little surprised by the question that he didn't answer right away. "Oh, well, we-"

"I'll go check." Sonic left the stuttering lizard and was just about to leave the room.

"Wait a minute!" Sen rushed up to him. "I just remembered. You know Amy Rose, right?"

"Yeah, she lives with me," said Sonic, curious by this new question.

The chameleon had this pure ecstatic expression on his wan face, grinning quite happily. "Awesome! Think you could get me her autograph and- no! Better yet, can you get me to meet her? Please?"

"Um, maybe later. Right now I wanna go look-"

"Not later! You got to introduce her to me now! Please, I'll do anything!"

The hedgehog stepped back a little, seeing a strange light in the eyes. The chameleon gave a disturbing smile, his face eager for any info. If he looked frightening before, he just looked plain right out scary now.

"I'm not sure…" Sonic started, not liking this one bit.

"No! You've got to let me meet her! I have been waiting my whole life for this!" Now there was a lucidity in the face. He brought up his metal hands whose claws curled rather grossly.

"Um, sorry!" Totally freaked, Sonic ran out of the room away from the disturbed chameleon.

"Don't run away from me!" he could hear Sen shout at the top of his lungs, but was already long gone from the area.

Sure that he was in a safe distance, Sonic slowed to a stop, looking back fearfully if the weird chameleon had decided to pursue. Luckily, there was nothing behind him.

"Phew. That thing looked almost as crazy as Shadow when he drinks high caffeine for lunch."

"Gangway, people!"

"What the- oof!"

Sonic was rudely shoved to the ground by another hedgehog who rushed past him in quick stride. It then disappeared to another room, going though a door that sported the letters Past History. Sonic got up, brushing the dust from his quills he acquired from the floor.

"Now what was that all-"

"Excuse me, please!"

"Oof!"

Another push delivered by a rabbit looking creature, also in a rush. "I told ya to move!" it shouted before it went through a door, this one saying Powers and Abilities.

Sonic got up again, fuming at such hostility. "Okay, what the heck is-!"

"I'm late! I'm late! For a very important date!"

"Not agai- oof!"

Same process; pushed by fan character (a mongoose, if you're interested), slipping through a door, this one marked Personlaities.

Before Sonic could be forcefully pushed down any more, he moved away, sidling to a wall, and saw the commotion from a safe distance.

Right now, he was in a long hall, its walls showing large doors in intervals, each one having a different sign attached to it, saying what the room was. Lining the walls were small coffee tables completed with two sets of chairs and a shaded lamp, designed to accommodate people when they felt like sitting down. The floor was covered with a fluffy but dirty carpet, looking as if it hadn't been cleaned in months. Bodies of every creature ran down the long area, pushing anybody in their way and then leaving through the doors. They were all in a somewhat frenzied rush. Apparently by the sounds of oaths and slurs, everyone had overslept.

"Gah! I can't believe I'm late again!"

"Come on, everybody! Move! I command you all!"

"Ouch! Hey, you're stepping on my foot!"

"Oh man, what room am I suppose to be in? Where's my (bleeping) schedule?"

Rising above the vicious yells, one calm and understanding voice tried to bring order to the frantic mass.

"All right, people! Everyone move quietly and calmly and you can all get inside. Wait, I said calmly! Stop pushing! No, hold on a minute! Ahh, my eye!"

Of course, this didn't work too well.

All of this went on for three minutes, pushing and shoving and cursing dominant. Then when the last person stumbled through the doors, the hallway was left in peaceful serenity as if there hadn't been a massive stampede just seconds ago. It was one of those scenes where you could imagine a tumbleweed rolling by.

In fact, let's say it did. A tiny, scraggly tumbleweed rolled down the hall, just past a bewildered Sonic who watched it…well, tumble.

"O…kay…That was random," said Sonic, who has just insulted the authoress with that remark! What a mean, dumb little-

Ahem…sorry for the lapse. Back to the story.

The blue hedgehog, ready to leave the place to explore somewhere else, was stopped with a sudden sound.

"Oww…my back…"

Looking back, Sonic could see someone laying on the hallway floor, messy footprints clearly showing all over the body in big, dirty marks. Poor guy had nearly been trampled to death.

The readers are supposed to feel sorry for this new character. What? You don't? You people certainly are not that caring, are you?

Sonic walked over to him, since he at least was concerned for the person's well being. Upon closer inspection, he saw the characteristics; bright red quills as that of a hedgehog, with two sheaths for some kind of weapon strapped onto his back. He looked familiar somehow…

"Here, let me help you up," Sonic aided, lending out his hand.

"Thanks," said the other gratefully, accepting the offered hand. When reached to his feet, the red hedgehog rubbed his face. "Gah, I just know someone stepped into my eyes with one of those high-heel shoes! And that really hurts."

After a second, Sonic immediately recognized the one before him. It was the same person he saw the night before, standing in the doorway. That bright red color just stood out in a crowd.

"Hey, are you new here? Haven't seen you before." The crimson hedgehog was now staring at Sonic in curiosity.

"Oh, my name's Sonic. I was just…visiting here."

"Sonic! I never thought I'd see you here! Awesome!" cried the red one excitedly. "But then again, you're not a fan character, so yeah…Oh, and I'm Sky."

"Hi, Sky," Sonic greeted politely. He smirked at the announced name. "Hm, you know, that name sort of sounds like something for a-"

"Don't say it!" Sky suddenly yelled. "I've heard it a million times before! 'Sky's a girl's name' and 'you're such a girl, Sky,' and 'did your parents think you were a girl to give you such a name?' I know all that! But my name is cool! In fact, it is ultra cool! It is not a girl's name! Even if there are three other girl's with the same name!"

Sonic raised one eye ridge with a mixed feeling of puzzlement and amusement at Sky's rant. "Whoa, okay. No need to overreact…drama queen," he muttered, though he said the last two words quietly so that the red hedgehog didn't hear.

"Sorry about that. This was all started by that Golbez," Sky grumbled, showing an expression of annoyance.

"Golbez?" Sonic questioned.

"Oh, just some guy who used to live here. I don't know where he went though. He's probably dead by now- Oh no!" Sky looked frantically behind him, then to the right, the left, and every which way as if he was searching for a specific item.

This only made Sonic more confused. "What's wrong?"

"My swords!" The red hedgie began turning over tables placed throughout the sides of the hallway, even deigning to look under the plush carpet. "I just had them a second ago. I must've lost them when I was being pushed around. Gah, it sucks being hall monitor!"

Sky was like a crimson streak in the hall, darting every possible direction as he hunted for the lost weapons. There was this worried and frightened expression on his face, as if he had lost both his arms. Sonic just watched on in clueless manner.

So far he had met a deranged chameleon, been nearly run down by a thousand people, and is now watching a hyper little red hedgehog jumping around the hall. This place was just weird.

Interesting, but weird.

"Found one!" Sky's shout of triumph echoed in the hallway as he held up a shining broadsword in his left hand that he pulled from behind a chair, its blade gleaming brightly from the lamps glow. He struck a heroic pose, like that of a strong and brave warrior, looking pretty awesome. In fact, if you checked the definition for the word awesome in the dictionary, you would see his picture right there!

Then a ceiling tile fell from above, hitting Sky squarely on the head.

CLUNK!

And Sonic laughed. Loudly.

"Hey! That hurt, you know!" Sky complained, rubbing his sore cranium. A large bump formed under the flame red quills. "Aw, man…"

Sonic kept on laughing. "Dude, I wish I brought a camera or something."

Sky glared at the laughing Sonic who was clutching at his sides from his amusement. "Laughing at my pain like everyone else." Trying to ignore him, the red one kept looking around for his other sword. Now where could it be? That weapon wasn't exactly cheap, draining half of his well-earned allowance.

And Sonic was still laughing, like some kind of two year old. Really, Sky getting hit on the head was not that funny! Well, maybe a little bit-

Anyway, Sky was still looking for his sword when the sound of running footsteps reverberated through the empty hall. Sonic glanced backwards and saw what seemed to be a cat-like creature jogging swiftly, panting from the exertion.

"Why didn't I come back here earlier last night? I am in such deep trouble now."

Muttering these sayings, he ran past Sonic quickly and was about to open one of the many doors, one marked Interactions with Canon Characters.

"Whoo! I got it!" Sky yelled in another ring of success, prying his second sword that was lodged into the wall high above, blade first. Good thing no one was in the way when that sword flew in the air, might lose an eye, or an arm. Either way, it would have left a bloody mess. And Sky didn't want to clean that up.

The cat stopped suddenly and, trembling, looked toward the red hedgehog who now held both his weapons with an ecstatic grin on his innocent face.

"Oh my God, it's you!" shouted the cat, backing away slowly.

"Heya, Earl! What are you doing here? Late again?" Sky sheathed his twin swords swiftly, walking toward the cat named Earl who kept backing away.

"W-why aren't you in Development today?" Earl asked fearfully.

Sonic recognized the cat's voice now, the same person from last night who had dropped the key he had acquired and had been chastised by Sky for cursing.

"It was my turn to be hall monitor today. But what about you?" the red hedgehog asked with an harmless look in his eyes.

"Ahh! I forgot to set my alarm, that's why I'm late. Please don't hit me! I promise I won't do it again!"

"Um, I wasn't going to-"

"Fine! If that's your way, here!" The cat then shoved what appeared to be a wallet into Sky's hand. "Just take it, and don't hit me again! That really hurt last time!" And with that, Earl disappeared through the door, leaving Sonic and Sky alone once more.

"Wow, cool! There's like two-hundred bucks in here! Thanks a lot for the gift, Earl!" Sky was grinning from ear to ear. That was so nice of Earl, he usually never did things like that. He must really like Sky for a friend.

A bell rang suddenly, blaring in both the hedgehog's ears. Sonic glanced around quickly in surprise, then back to Sky "Hey, what's going on?"

"That's the signal for switching Development classes. Looks like I better get ready." Moving quickly, Sky then donned on a football helmet which he grabbed from a nearby table, probably placing it there himself just for an occasion. "It's going to be murder in these halls so stand back!" he warned Sonic, getting into a fighter stance.

"Wait, what the heck do you mean by Develo-"

But too late, the hallway was packed with moving, furry bodies again. With total disregard for others and only wanting to get to their classes as fast as possible so that their cold-hearted teachers won't flog them to death, the fan characters stampeded their way onward, their screams creating a loud cacophony in the area. Sky yelled for organization and calm, but no one paid any heed to his orders and just knocked him down like a rag and insignificant doll.

"Oww! Hey, gimme back my helmet! That is not a toy!"

Sonic was not having much luck on his end. Unable to escape the wave of people, he was pushed along the throng against his will. His own yells made no difference.

"Hey, let go of me! Stop, I ain't going this way! Yipe! Don't touch me there!"

Just when he thought he was going to drown in the mass of unrelenting and cold-hearted fan characters, he hit solid ground and, surprisingly, didn't feel the hard impacts of shoes nor heard blaring screams.

Opening one eyelid, he found himself in another room, long tables spread out in neat rows. A couple of people were seated on the benches at the tables, munching on food and snacks contently, some conversing with each other. Though all this stopped when they witnessed a blue hedgehog come flying in there through double doors, now with a dumbfounded look on his face.

Trying to maintain some of his dignity, Sonic got back up on his feet, ignoring some of the stares he was getting.

"What is it with everybody here? All the pushing and shoving, you'd think that this was school or-"

He looked straight ahead, green eyes widening.

"Whoa," was all he could say.

Why did the hedgie seemed so shocked all of a sudden? To answer that, was because he saw himself standing right before him.

Well, sort of.

No, he was not looking at a mirror.

He was staring at a statue, carved to look exactly like him, so realistic down to the fine strands of the azure quills on his head. It was over twenty feet tall with brightly painted colors, erected on to a large pedestal in one of his trademark poses.

Not a bad-looking hedgehog, if I do say so myself.

Dang, fourth wall. Sorry.

But that wasn't the only statue there. Trying to avert his eyes from his clone self which was difficult since he thought it was rather handsome, too, he discovered other marble statues around the room. There was one of Knuckles, Tails, Amy, Rouge, and Shadow, (which many girls seemed to sitting around the base of his particular pedestal) as well as other statues of the Sega characters. Then looking upwards, he found murals too, all paintings of him and other, portraits, sculptures, even little plushies sitting around. It was very beautiful and awe-inspiring.

But for Sonic, it was just plain creepy.

It's a freaking shrine! Am I in a cult or something? I hope they're not of the satanic kind-

"Oh! It's Sonic!"

"Huh?"

He looked around at the sound of the excited voice. A bunch of females gathered around him, eyes sparkling, mouths grinning. Like a pack of rabid wolves (which some of them were actually) they closed in on him, reaching out their hands to Sonic in reverent worship.

"Gah! Wait! No touching!" he shouted desperately. He made a sign of the cross to repel these unholy creatures of death!

The shoving and pushing earlier kind of messed with his thinking.

"Sonic! It's you! I have been wanting to meet you ever since I was created!" A girl hedgehog, a powder blue color with bright clothing, latched onto his arm in eagerness. "I am the princess of an ancient civilization and have been guarding the ancient treasure of Azka. You must come with me and help destroy an all powerful evil that wants to use me for its powers since I am the key. Then we can finally settle down and get married, raising our beloved children. My author has set it all out for us!"

Sonic skillfully slid out of her grasp, not liking the idea of this girl that had planned out the remainder of his years. Amy did that enough. "Um, no thanks…I have a life." He tried to run but was caught in another girl's arms, this one some kind of squirrel/chipmunk thing, though it really just looked like a recolor of Sally Acorn.

"Please Sonic! You have to come with me! In my story you leave Amy and fall for me once you realized how much better I am than her! You can't fight fate, Sonikku!"

Fate! Sonic, deftly moving out of another girl's grasp, was running for the double doors to freedom. But an echidna girl was standing in front of him, blocking the way. No matter that the echidna race were mostly gone in the Sega part of the Sonic universe, a reason why Knuckles was called the last guardian.

"OMG! Soinic! I luv u!"

That made Sonic stop in his fleeing, mouth agape. "Wha?"

"Soinic! Plz! Let es b 2gether 4eva! LOL! ROFL!"

"What kind of freaking language are you speaking, woman!" Sonic cried, clutching his ears from the mutilation of the English language, the Netspeech that was only meant for use in Instant Messaging, not fictions.

But that didn't make the girl stop, or the others for that matter as they once again reached for their idol. He swatted away their wandering hands and then not able to take it anymore, ran out like a blue streak of lightning out of the room, creating a sonic boom with his fast speed. The girls blinked confusingly, and some even started to cry that their hero had left.

Sonic ran for who knows how long (not even the authoress, sadly), finally slowing down once he reached an empty lounge room, catching his breath. That experience had even been more frightening than Amy Rose on sugar-high. He could still hear the horrific grammar and spelling from the echidna girl with the cursed Netspeech resounding in his brain. He sat on one of the armchairs spread around the premises unconcsiously, a bookcase right behind him, set for those intellectual types.

"Man, I'll never forget that."

"No one ever does."

The hedgehog glanced downwards, finding a black dog curled up on the floor, supposedly sleeping except his bright red eyes were open, staring at Sonic in an interested manner. His clothes were baggy, ears sharply pointed with a little short tail, wagging lazily.

But the good thing about this, the dog looked a bit more sane than the others. Just a bit though.

"Yeah, I did," Sonic answered. "But what's their problem?"

The canine shrugged carelessly. "Fan characters, but not of the good kind. Mostly known as Mary-Sues. They can be exceedingly annoying since they seem to infest all over the place. Couple of Gary-Stus around here also, I'm sure."

"Oh," Sonic could only say. "So are you a fan character also?"

"I prefer the term OC, thank you very much," the dog corrected, ears laid back in relaxation.

"OC? You mean that show The O.C on channel 5?"

"No…it's a term, an abbreviation. You know, original character, OC- oh, never mind." The black creature gave up, too lazy right now to say anything else.

Sonic looked the guy over. He didn't seem to be the talkative type. "Does that make you a Gary-Stu?"

"No!" The canine stood up, fur bristled from such an insult. His crimson eyes were flaring, giving off a hellish glare. "I am not! Don't ever compare me with those failures! Ever!" He shook a fist in the air for emphasis.

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry. Why is everyone here so sensitive?" Sonic raised up placating hands in apology, putting on the patient, parental face he had learned from Knuckles. "What's your name?" he asked, trying to amend the situation.

The dog looked uncomfortable with the question. "Um, it's…Cuervo…" He shuffled his feet.

The situation got worse.

Sonic burst out laughing. For the second time that day.

"Hahahaha! Cuervo! That's so-!" He couldn't even finish the sentence.

"Shut up!" the ebony colored dog shouted in indignation. "It's Spanish, and it's suppose to have a meaning!"

"But man, that is such a weird name! And I thought Sky was funny!" Tears of joy rolled down Sonic's cheeks who continually guffawed from the canine's discomfiture.

"Don't blame me! My stupid authoress gave me this name! Lousy teen…nothing better to do…" his voice drifted off to a low grumble.

Sonic's laugh faded to a gentle snicker, mouth still stretched into a smile. "I'm sorry, dude. I just never heard that kind of name before."

"Nah, never mind," Cuervo said, his face going back to his apathetic composure. "But still, I never expected you to be here."

"Well, I just wanted to go explore around here. And so far it's been…strange."

"Yeah, that's what everyone's said on their first impression. But it gets better once you're used to the stampedes and the girls' god awful conversations." Cuervo began to sit back down, laying his back onto a wall, preparing for his daily afternoon nap.

"Hey, before you snooze, could you tell me something?" Sonic quickly asked, seeing the canine's eyes close. "What is this place exactly?"

Cuervo opened one scarlet eye at the hedgehog. "Guess I should. This is the Fancharacter Development center."

"Oh, well I've never heard of that," Sonic grinned, scratching the back of his head.

"I'm not surprised. Everyone thinks these places are only just for fan characters to live in. But actually, this is where we come to grow into fully rounded characters. Though for some, like the Mary-Sues, it's a hopeless cause." Cuervo gave a look of disgust with the last sentence.

"So this place is like a school?" Sonic eyes were rapt with interest.

"I guess you could put it that way. You've seen those doors with those signs on them? Each one of those places works out that specific part for the character. But it really depends on the author's intent." Cuervo yawned, bored with the history. "Ugh…and I'm still here…because my authoress sucks…"

"I'm guessing you don't like your creator that much."

"No, no I don't. You have no idea what she has done to me." The dog growled, remembering a not-so-pleasant memory. He then looked at Sonic in irritation. "Really, I have you to thank for such a life I have."

"Me?" Sonic pointed to himself innocently, and not a fake innocence this time. "You're blaming me?"

"Of course I am," Cuervo stated with impatience. "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have had to put up with this pointless existence that's supposed to be my life."

"What do you mean? It was your author that created you!"

"Yes, but it was because of you! Don't you get it? You're the reason why we're all here." The canine spread his arms out in a gesture, a bunch of people now coming into the room for some rest and had spotted the two talking. "Since all you're fans love you so much for some reason, they suddenly wanted to create characters for you and your friends. Most of us were thought up and modeled after you. You're the reason for our existence. If there was no you, there would be no us either. Simple as that."

Done with his speech, the dog laid back and closed his eyes, tired of their conversation. "So really, thank you so much," he muttered in sarcastic tones.

Sonic heard this all with wonderment and interest. Created all because of me?

"Hey look! Sonic the Hedgehog is here!"

The mentioned animal turned around to meet the eyes of a multitude of people. Many gazed at him with admiration. One person was pushing forward among the mass, a familiar red hedgie we all should know by now. If the you don't, then you have worse memory than me.

"Hey Sonic! I've been looking all over for ya!" Sky yelled happily, football helmet tilted to one side, his scarlet quills disheveled from his grueling hall monitor work. "They're giving out chilidogs in the food court today, a whole bunch."

The mention of the food perked Sonic's ears straight up. "Chilidogs? Is it free?"

"Yep! They usually don't give it out this early but since they heard you were here they made an exception. I guess it was partly my doing since I started telling everybody about me seeing you." Sky grinned shamelessly, then noticed the dog resting by the wall. "Oh hey, Mister Doggy Man! Are you angsting again?"

Cuervo growled in embarrassment, seeing the others snicker at the nickname. "I truly hate my life."

The whole crowd surrounded him but in a friendly manner and not with so much of an obsession as with the Mary-Sues. All talking at once, they began to relay about their lives and how they were connected with him, sharing plotlines for their stories as they guided him to the food court. Sonic actually found it pleasant, everyone flocking to him. Almost more then what the people outside this place were to him.

Besides, they were giving out free chilidogs, his most favorite kind of food. Can't go wrong with that.

Hmm, this place might not be so bad after all.


Yay, I drag things out. Woot for me….

Before I forget, Sky belongs to Sky The Hedgehog, because he's cool. Ha! Hope I used the character alright though. Oo;

I only mentioned the name but Golbez belongs to Golbezandcrew. Got it? Good.

Sen and Cuervo are mine. Don't take please. Not sure why you would but don't take…because I will find you. :D And just to make sense to some, Sen has this unhealthy obsession with Amy, and Cuervo can angst too much for his own good. I also make him suffer in some stories, why he hates me. :D

Guess the cat Earl is mine, only made for this fic, don't expect much from him.

The rest, just exaggerated characters.

What did you think? Good or bad, I'd like to know. :)