Chapter Buy: Grizzly Bear

Jet and Metal Sonic laid Sonic down for sleepy bye-byes. He was now in bed. Sonic had z's clockin'. Sonic was nap. Sonic was slept. Sonic had unawakeness.

All was good, but Jet was still fury-having at Blaze the Cat.

"Blaze," said he vehemently like a raging boa cobra. "Your betrayal was a great dishonour to our homeland!"

"Your new empire?" asked Blaze Kenobishly.

"Don't make me kill you!" Jet said with knife and pistol. He was a warrior of his word. His word was like a butterfly's only life.

Blast got her hands with the fire on it. "I will teach you the true struggles in fighting passion!" she said with all her might.

Metal Sonic separated the two like hot butter through a knife, but not Jet's knife which was silver, but not silver like Silver, silver like the metal colour, but not metal like Metal Sonic.

"I bid this trial adieu!" Jet coughed up with his phlegmy voice. He looked hot while doing that though.

"I don't have to explain myself!" Blaze announced with ire as she lifted her hand to present the ring. "I have this to do many a thing!"

"Cri-key…" whispered Metal Sonic as he studied the wedding band. "How, how I say, does that article conduct the truths of love?"

"Aye, it is a very passionate story…" said Jet with good goodness in his hawk eye piercing Metal's soul.

"This ring allows me power over my identity!" said Blaze. "I am a thoughtful chicky babe and I designate abs upon any stud I so wish to emblazon."

Jet hated truths that were troubling. He took out his wooden rocking chair and sat with a deep thinking bottom.

Metal Sonic studied Jet's impressive fowl rump.

"I will now make more studly persons," said Blaze. She walked outside, used deep power in her ring on finger, and shot a passerby. That man became a total hunk.

"Cri-key…" said Metal Sonic again. Love was getting very hard to record in his databanks.

Jet was cross with Blaze's misuse. "Baffling! If thee shan't behave with da ringo. Then I shall kill your having!"

Blaze snapped her fingers and disappeared like Mr. Thanos Crosswire.

"She is gone, oh my gosh," says Metal Sonic's whole stinking life.

It was true. Blaze was gone forever and nobody knew where to find her. She was being a Bilbo Baggins and mistreating rings with Gollum ideologies.

"We must cease her callous actions!" cried Jet as he put his rocking chair back where it previously inhabited.

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