Chapter Kevin: Sea Cucumber 7
"It's a new day, everyone!" announced Shadow as he put his eyes at the sky. He saw no moons, but rather suns. He also saw the son of himself: Vector.
"Good morning, Dad!" said Vector happily as he woke from not being dead. They had just beaten Infinite off screen because.
"I am awake too and I care a lot about it," said Silver. He stuck a hammer up Vector's incredible nasal passage. He felt this was a necessary and noteworthy task.
"Cool days, amiright?" said the plugged crocodile.
Shadow humphed and put his gun in his hottest hand used for checking checkbooks at the stock market.
"Shadow, am I detecting some hostility?" said Silver as he removed his hammer from the crocodile.
"I'm unhappy about tuition…" he murmured. He began weeping tears of dumbfounded distress. "I just don't know if I can pay for my son to go to college!"
Vector frowned and began to cry too because now he could not become a hunky brain surgeon like Barry Goldberg.
"Poodoo…" rasped Silver like a berry. He immediately shoved his entire arm up the honey tree. He knew he'd find better wifi if he searched a little higher.
Shadow cried more. "I think I'm dying as well. Look at my scar!" Shadow showed everyone the scar on his right pinky toe. It looked like death approaching.
Vector wailed for truth. "I love you, DAD!"
"I love you, SON!"
The two hugged with love of family. Silver did not have good feelings about this. "Be graceful in all things, Shadow," said he like a motivational hero.
Shadow deeply respected Silver's thoughts like a brother. But he wasn't a bro because Silver was from a different origin and Shadow was from stinkin' Space Colony Ark.
"I believe there is one thing left to do, Silver," said Shadow finally after much love was put into relationships.
"I concur!" said Vector as he stared his reptilian rear end, hoping that the universe would soon notice the interstellar salsa.
"We need to find the Michael," said Shadow and his abs glistened in the sunlight like a reflective Kukui midsection.
"Aye!" cried Silver. He quickly took a look at his trousers and noticed they still deeply accentuated his pecky-abby goodness. He looked like Bruce Willis's toast collection.
Vector was suddenly interrupted by a spooky feeling. "I can see ab people…" he whispered in fear.
Shadow knew this fear all too well. It was a stinkin' Rattata wearing a Focus Sash and carrying Endeavour! "We ain't gonna take too kindly to this hunky junk…" said he.
Silver winked at Shadow because his own abs were good-looking and leagues better than the alien hedgehog's. "Time travel helped me gain this kind of charismatic appeal!" announced he.
Vector belched and took a long hard stare at the hedgehog abs. "I can almost see my own future in them!"
Vector then gasped. All of a sudden… he did see the future in Silver's abs!
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