Sonic was supersonic speeding around Seaside Hill as usual, leaving Tails and Knuckles in the dust. The two humanoid mammals sighed as they looked at each other.

"You know, I was always wondering," Knuckles pondered as he rubbed his right arm, "How come we're always following Sonic? Don't we have anything better to do?"

Tails rubbed the back of his head. "We're programmed to be with Sonic at all times. We're not allowed to be seen by ourselves anymore."

"What?" Knuckles gawked, stumbling a bit back. "But we have been by ourselves before! Knuckles' Chaotix, and..." He folded his arms. "Some of your crappy games."

"They're not crappy!" Tails exclaimed as he angrily flailed his arms, sighing as he lowered his eyes, "Oh, who am I kidding. Neither of us are ever gonna get our own game again."

Tails and Knuckles both sighed as they sat on the beach together, being depressed. Sonic ignored them as he passed by, still zipping all throughout Seaside Hill.