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"Sonic, something came in the mail for you!" Tails shouted as he came running with a small, scented pink envelope with red hearts on it towards a tall, cerulean hedgehog that he looked up to as a big brother--Sonic the hedgehog.

"Let me see- what is this?" Sonic asked as he took the envelope from Tails and ripped it open. "What's this?" he wondered. Then, he soon realized it was a valentine card shaped like a huge red heart with fancy yellow ribbons, white graceful laces,and big huge words, in stickers from someone special. The card read aloud, "'To my sweetheart, Sonic. Roses are red, violets are blue, carnations are sweet and so are you! Please be mine, I love ice-creams, I love you, and this Valentine's Day, I'd love to share this day with you. Can we please do this? I've prepared a menu, just for you!---Love, your secret admirer.'"

"Who is it from, Sonic?" Tails asked. "I don't know, Tails," Sonic said, "It's says, 'your secret admirer', That means someone sent it to me and didn't bother writing his or her name,"

"Yeah," he sighed and noticed something that came with the valentine card, "Sonic...there's something more..." Tails picked up a movie ticket and a small piece of paper, "Here is what came with that card, Sonic," Tails handed it to Sonic and walked away.

"Hhmm, what is this?" Sonic wondered as he gazed at the piece of paper, which read, "You are invited to a dinner at my house tonight after a movie at 8:00pm, depends on the time when the movie lets out. Please dress formally."

Neither Sonic and Tails sensed two pairs of eyes watching them from behind.

"Is the plan ready, yet?" Grounder asked, as he leaned far out of the Egg-o-matic, almost tipping it over, pointing towards the ground below. "Should we hit them with hate potion?"

"No, you idiot!" Scratch said, bopping him on the head. Scratch took a look for himself, "We're supposed to use it on the lovebirds, remember? What are you, stupid? If we screw up this time, Robotnik will wreck us! Once we spot a lovely couple, then we hit them with the hate potion!" and then they drove off to find any romantic couple to use the hate potion on and delibrately ruin Saint Valentine's Day.

Twenty minutes later, as soon as they spotted Lucas and Lucinda taking a nice long walk on the huge,warm, sandy,Mobius beach alone together, Scratch immediately signaled Grounder to activate the hate potion, who took a perfectly accurate lock-on at the couple who were now kissing and not noticing the pair of meddling, lying, cheating, stealing, low-down, no-good, sneaky, shrewish, evil, metal, robotic troublemakers. "Ready?" asked Scratch, as he watched Lucas and Lucinda still kissing. "Ready!" Grounder replied as he pulled out asmall, oval-shaped, red bomb that was labled, HATE POTION and quickly replaced his drill hands with cannons and loaded the hate potion bomb into his cannon hands. "Aim!" shouted Scratch, pointing at the lovely couple on the beach,"Fire!"

But Grounder suddenly panicked, "Fire! Where! AAAHHH! HELP! CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT! FIRE!" he bagan running around in circles, and shouting, "Where's the fire? Help, call the fire department! There's a fire somewhere!" But then, Scratch bopped him on the head. "OUCH! Hey, that hurt!" cried Grounder, rubbing his head where Scratch had hit him, "What'd you do that for?" Scratch yelled out at Grounder, "When I said, 'fire,' I mean hit those lovebirds with the hate potion, you idiot!"

"Oh," said Grounder, as he got another perfectly accurate lock-on at Lucas and Lucinda whowere now carving their names in a palm tree and immediately fired the hate potion bomb at them, and---the big thick, heavy blackish red clouds formed around them, and eventually--- everywhere on the whole entire planet Mobius---and Lucas and Lucinda's eyes turned bright red and they immediately started fighting, and badly beating each other up!

Scratch and Grounder immediately looked at each other, and they knew what they had done."Do you know what we had done, Scratch?" asked Grounder, happily. "Yes!" squealed Scratch as he clasped his hands. "We did it, we did it, we did it, did it, did it, yeah!" they both celebrated with joy and immediately danced around, "Saint Valentine's Day is ruined! Everyone is hating each other, and that means---no more Saint Valentine's Day, no more love, no more Cupid's arrows, no more cards, and best of all---no more kissing!"