The SEGA Superstars just finished a rare, but 1 certain hedgehog wanted to keep himself in shape so he did some training.
"Sonic, what the hell are you doing?" Knuckles asked after he stopped drifting on the sand of the Super Monkey Ball's Sandy Drifts desert course.
Sonic was running on a treadmill, feeling the deserted dust getting through his blue quills. "Trying to go fast."
"Are you out of your fucking mind? Wouldn't that hurt you?" Knuckles pointed out while eating some grapes.
Sonic paused his progress on the treadmill just to slap Knuckles in the face.
"Well that seems anticlimactic," Dry Bowser said while he was fixing up some of the vehicles due to the sand getting deep within them.
"Oh this is nothing," Kazooie squawked while flapping her feathers. "You should see what that knucklehead blurts out while we race."
Opa-Opa flew by and clamored in agreement with various noses, Kazooie nodding her feathery head in response as Dry Bowser squinted his eyes.