Hedgehog Day
By
Futuramakid
DISCLAIMER: I own neither Sonic and associated characters, nor Q and associated characters, nor the movie this is a parody of.
"Wake up, Sonic!"
"WHAT?" he shouted, "Sal, you're DEAD! You shouldn't be here!" "Did you eat your own cooking again?" she asked. "Come on, we have to hurry!" "Was it really all a dream?" Sonic asked himself. A super being appeared in front of him. It was peculiarly dressed in what looked like a red and black spandex uniform with four gold dots at the neck. "No, my blue friend, it was no dream," the being replied. "Who are you?" Sonic asked. "I," he replied, "am Q." "I like you, Sonic, you remind me a bit of myself and also a bit of a starship captain friend of mine. So I'm going to do you a favor. You get to repeat this day, over and over until you get a happy ending. However, you may choose to turn this offer down." "So, I have infinite chances to save her?" Sonic said. "Yep," said Q, "just say the word, this will continue. However, you are the only one who will know of the repetition. What is your answer, my little blue friend?" "YES!" replied Sonic, "Thank you!" "I think you mean, 'ThanQ'" said Q, before he vanished in a burst of light with a bit of laughter. "What an odd man," said Sonic. He shrugged, and left. Sonic went to the place where they went over the plan. "So, Antoine, Rotor you sneak to the back of his base to climb into an air duct. Sonic and I will distract Robotnik and his SWAT bots up front." "What do I do?" asked Bunny. "You," replied Sally, "go through the top with Tails. When we get to the center, we'll have Robotnik surrounded." "Sal, maybe you should be the one going through the roof," said Sonic. "Why?" Sally asked. "Just a feeling I had," replied Sonic. Again, none of them was aware of the hidden microphone caught on Antoine's shirt. They, excluding Sonic, would never know what was coming.
An odd man with pointed ears was conversing with Robotnik. "How much do you want for the cloaking devices?" asked the morbidly obese tyrant. " Just," said the pointed eared man known as Janquir, 'plans for that marvelous device that turns flesh and blood into wire and metal." "You mean the roboticizer?" said Robotnik, "They're yours." He said, printing out the plans and handing them over. "Pleasure doing business with you," said Robotnik. "Jolan Tru," said Janquir, "and don't hesitate to ask for our help again. Long live your race." "And may the Romulan Star Empire flourish," said Robotnik.