TIME WARP: PART TWO
Matt Duszynski
Matt: I'm back! (rubs pitchfork wounds) And whoever threw the pitchfork is dead!
Random Person: Wasn't me- URK!
Matt: That takes care of that. Anyway, Tails will be helping me say the disclaimer.
Tails: No I won't.
Matt: Yes you will!
Tails: No I won't.
Matt: YES YOU WILL!
Tails: Matt Duszynski does not own any of the Sonic characters. They are currently owned by SEGA. What? Why did I say that?
Matt: I made you.
Tails: Huh?
Matt: Never mind. TIME TO ANSWER REVIEWS! I got one the first hour I uploaded the story! WHEE!
To Kyra the Hedgehog: I agree. He is. That's why Tails says it. I'M EVIL! MUAHAHA! By the way, congratulations! You are my first review ever! YAY!
Other Random Person: Uh… ok…
Matt: QUIET YOU!
To (Name witheld for safety (my safety) reasons): You will perish for your arrogance! But really, I want a review, not just the (WORD REMOVED) you sent me.
To Skye the Hedgehog: I think it was funny too. I tried to make that chapter funny. Thank you for the kind review.
"blah blah blah" SPEAKING
'blah blah blah' THINKING
(blah blah blah) ACTIONS
blah blah blah FLASHBACK
(AN: blah blah blah) AUTHOR'S NOTE
SEVEN YEARS AFTER TAILS' FUNERAL…
In Tails' old lab building, Sonic stared out the window. He missed Tails. He missed everybody.
"I can't believe that everyone is dead. I expected to outlive them, but not like this!"
Sonic walked outside, and stared at Tails' grave.
"I wish that someone that I knew came back."
Then, a flying car appeared, and came barreling straight at Sonic. He could faintly hear a scream.
"AAAAAAAAAH!"
Sonic jumped out of the way, and the car smashed into Tails' lab.
"Whoever you are, you better have a good excuse for crashing into Tails' lab, and almost killing me… holy chili dogs!"
You can imagine his surprise, when the door of the car swung upwards, and Tails got out.
"What… but… how… huh… we thought you were dead!"
"Um… what year is it?"
"It's 2015, ten years since you disappeared."
"Well, I didn't disappear. I was testing this prototype time machine, and it obviously worked, except for the fact that it's totaled."
"Well, I'm glad you're back."
"So, how's everybody doing now? I'm from 2005, so can you bring me up to speed? And why does that grave marker say 'MILES TAILS PROWER: BORN 1997 DIED 2005?"
"We thought you were dead. I know some people that are, though."
"Who?"
"Everybody. Everyone died in the final fight against Eggman except for me. He rebuilt the Egg Carrier, and sent it on a irreversible course of destruction, with us on it. I can't help but think that if you had been there, you would have fixed the ship, and saved us all."
"I really need to go back to my time."
"Well…"
He got cut off, as a huge robotic arm shot out of nowhere and grabbed him.
"So, Tails is back, eh? I don't believe this!"
"EGGMAN! How the heck are you still alive?"
"Umm... never mind that now."
"Put Sonic down, you big meanie!"
"Still the wimp, as always." (AN: Eggman IS a retard./ Eggman: That's not nice./ Matt: stabs Eggman to death MUAHAHAHAHAHA!)
"Shut up, you retard!" (AN: He is. Otherwise, he wouldn't get his butt kicked all the time. / Eggman: (dead) / Matt: YIPEE!)
Eggman knocked Tails out, and took Sonic to his Egg Armada.
LATER, ON THE EGG ARMADA
"You won't get away with this!"
"On the contrary, Sonic. I already have."
The City Escape music starts faintly playing in the background.
"Eggman, that's my cell phone. I have to get that. Hello, Sonic the Hedgehog?"
"HI SONIC!"
"OH GOD!"
"What is it, Sonic?"
"Eggman, we have to hide. Amy is back from the dead, and she's coming!"
"Oh crap! Quick, get to the Egg Amy-Getter-Away-From."
"My god that's a stupid name."
The City Escape music starts again, but this time getting louder.
"Not your cell phone, I trust?"
Sonic looked up, and saw a flying car barreling straight for Eggman.
"SONIC! I'M HERE TO HELP!"
The car smashed through a window, and nearly mowed over Eggman. Tails got out and freed Sonic.
"Thanks, little buddy. Want a chili dog?"
"No thanks, I have to get back to my own time."
"Not on my watch!"
"Shut the heck up, Eggman."
Five minutes later, Eggman had the biggest butt whooping of his life.
7 YEARS BEFORE…
Sincerely,
The Late Miles "Tails" Prower
Sonic finished reading the will, and stepped up to the podium.
"Well, I have much to say about Tails, but I'll keep it short. He was a good kid, always inventing things. He was like a brother to me. I'd give anything to have him back."
At that moment, a flying car appeared, barreling right for Sonic and the podium.
"AAAAAAAAAAH!"
Sonic dodged, and the car sideswiped the podium, ran over the gravestone, and crashed into Tails' lab. Again.
"Whoever you are, you better have a good excuse for crashing into Tails' lab, and almost killing me… holy chili dogs!"
Tails got out, looked around at the astonished faces, and said,
"What, weren't expecting me at my own funeral? I'm surprised at you! Sweet! I'm eleven now!" (AN: Breaking the laws of physics, one at a time./ Tails: That's not possibe./ Matt: ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE! Because I have… AUTHOR'S POWERS! Availible on Ebay or wherever good writing waterials are sold.)
"How in the name of… I SMELL CHILI DOGS! GET THE VENDOR!"
"Good to be back, Sonic. He's fascinated with chili dogs, as always… "
"I HEARD THAT!"
"Uh-oh."
The lab door slammed shut, and the bolt rammed home.
"Does this mean that I don't get the love ray gun?"
"NO WAY AM I GIVING THAT TO YOU, AMY!"
Matt: Ok, we made it through the story, and I haven't been injured…
Other Random Person: (throws knife)
Matt: Ulp! (takes knife in lung) Ow… Tails, can I borrow the TORNADO V?
Tails: No way!
Matt: That knife just pierced my lung!
Tails: Ok, but I'm driving.
Matt: See you later, readers… (coughs up more blood)
Tails: You had better not ruin my upholstery!
Matt: I'm dying, and all you can think of is your car! That's it! (shoves Tails out and floors it) SAYONARA! (coughs blood on the steering wheel)
Tails: You can't drive with a knife in your lung! You'll throw up in my car! Crud, I gotta go.
Matt: If you review, I might just post another chapter. Or, I might write a sequel. I am open to ideas.