Another day went by and it just wasn't poor Pit's day since he could still feel hungry. "Oh man why is it that I need food?"

"Because you happen to be the type to just eat." Silver pointed out for the psychic hedgehog was there on a pizza delivery.

Pit looked at the tower of cardboard boxes in the humanoid mammal's gloved hands. "Say those look pretty good. You got a spare that ya don't need?"

"I could give it to you but it's going to cost extra-"

"I'll do whatever you want, please!" Pit pleaded upon getting on his knees and kneeling; he accidentally let loose a wet fart that made him embarrassed. "Uh... meow?"

"Well now I'm definitely not going to do it." Silver responded in the nicest way he could for he used his psychic energy to fly away.