Chapter Dirt: Anthem Math
Metal Sonic and Sonic practised the art of kind grace. Sonic spoke of love options to his counterpart.
"Who do you love, Metal Me?" asked Sonic with heart-opening.
Metal Sonic shuffled nervously. "I'm feelin' a little like quesadillas or something…"
Sonic slapped the metallic love-quester in the face with his hard palm of aching travesty. "You are not thinking thoughts properly. Get a life, bucko!"
The harsh slap gave a bad brain to Metal. He had too many robot thoughts on the head. Sonic was a just like a cowboy of outpouring knowing.
"What have I done to so greatly err?" asked the oiled one to the one of blood.
Sonic shook his head. "Love is like a golden banana. You just gotta feel it."
"But how do I get love?" Metal Sonic began to weep bitterly in angst-filled frustration. He felt like a toenail of death.
Sonic was kind and considerate. "I want you to love, Metal!"
"I too!"
Sonic and Metal hugged and cried because Metal was a failure. He was machine and had no flesh or organs.
Just then, a visitor popped by. "Ahoy," said he.
Sonic jumped up in surprise and remembered the person in front of him. "Oy! It is Jet the Hawk!"
"Indeed, it is I, Sonic," said Jet with the reply-all button pressed down.
"I haven't seen you since the stool!" cried Sonic, reminiscing like a true champ.
"That is evidence," said Jet. "And I have news."
Sonic put his listening ear onto Jet's chiseled jawline of a beak. He felt the crease of knowledge in Jet's manly chin.
"Blaze has been inside a betrayal!" announced Jet wearily.
Sonic was dumbstruck and then he struck Metal dumbly. "Holy cattle!" he shrieked.
"Blaze who?" asked Metal Sonic with thought-provoking ears made of iron.
"My, my!" said Sonic. "The girlfriend of Silver has betrayed the republic! Chancellor Palpatine is going to have a cattle!"
Jet nodded with staunch agreement and birdness. "Aye, and Silver is gonna be ranting about this little mishap until the cattle come home…"
"Cattle cannot make chocolate milk!" reaffirmed Sonic wisely.
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