The bus pulled into the school parking lot, and everyone got out. Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles walked into the school's doors. They were walking arm-in-arm like they're cool (because they were). At the front of the school, Jet, Wave, and Storm stood misogynistly by the door. Their eyes were VISUALLY RAPING THE FUCK out of the three comrades. Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles put up their middle fingers at them.

"I see the WokeMobile worked," Jet sniggered, "Too bad."

"Yeah? Of course it did! But it won't work once that FUCKING driver charges everyone!" Sonic shouted on behalf of the working class who can't afford to send their kids to school for ten rings a week.

"No, that's because social programs don't work," Jet mansplained elitistly.

"They work great, until the government sells them to private corporations just to fuck up government programs! Reagan did that back on earth!" Sonic shouted feministly in front of the Mussolini-loving hawk's stupid beak.

"Yeah yeah, whatever," Jet threw his hand down, "Let's go, guys."

Sonic watched the Theocratic Trio leave for their classes. Sonic sighed and turned to the others.

"I have my stupid history class," Sonic sighed, "Can't wait for colonialist propaganda."

"Differential Equations here!" Tails said. He was the youngest in that class, because Tails is the smartest person in the school.

"Gym class for me," Knuckles said.

"Okay. So I guess we have an assembly sometime tomorrow," Sonic mentioned, "Keep the activism low for a bit; we'll use that time to scout the environment. During lunch, we can plan or recruit some of our friends. But we'll make our big move at the assembly."

Knuckles nodded. "Got it."

The three comrades parted ways to their classes. Sonic walked down the hall and entered his history class. The teacher was a fat cat who looked like a combination of Big and Blaze.

"Good morning class, my name is Mrs. Lynch!"

Sonic cringed at her name. This has got to be a joke.

"Today, we'll talk about the Jamestown colony! It's regarded as the colony that built America, the greatest, freest, and most successful country in history!"

Sonic groaned, but just as he laid his head on his desk, the bell rang to dismiss class. Sonic smiled. He forgot that, for some reason, every high school in Station Square only has 3 minute long classes before the bell rings.

Sonic then went to English class, Math class, Music class, Science class, and Art class. In those 15 minutes, the teachers forced him to write a letter praising capitalism, to solve math problems about money, to sing an anti-communist song called "Ain't I right", to study the inferior American space program, and to draw dollar signs.

By then, lunch happened.

"Hi Sonic!" Sonic saw Amy approach behind him.

"Oh," Sonic cleared his throat, "Hi Amy."

"I missed you so much during the summer!" she said.

"Uhh, sure. I was busy."

Amy rubbed her chin. Unlike Tails, Sonic didn't sense enough intellect in Amy for her to appreciate communism, but he might as well try.

"Amy, we're starting a communist revolution," Sonic continued, "Join us."

Amy poked out her chest, as if trying to make Sonic look at her boobs. "Well then, I'll do it for a price!"

Sonic shook his head. Of course Amy would use a revolution to her advantage. But, guess it doesn't hurt for now; he can fix her later.

"What's your price?"

"That price is…" Amy grinned, "One night full of sex!"

Sonic put both hands over his mouth, holding in puke. He only shook his head before he dashed out of the cafeteria.