SuperSonicSpeed: Welcome back to another chapter everyone! Wait, where's shadow?

Sonic: He said, and I quote, "I refuse to wear that armor. If you force me, so help me, I will hunt you down."

SuperSonicSpeed: ... I don't own Sonic or any other character! Start!

"Class sessions are over, you may take your leave and don't forget your assignments."

Sonic sped out of school as fast as he could, 'I thought today would never end!'

Just as he rounded the corner from the playground, he tripped over something.

"Going somewhere Mr. I'm so Important?"

Sonic groaned when he heard the voice, 'Not these guys again...' Sonic dusted himself off and looked at the three birds surrounding him, "Didn't I tell you to stop calling me that!?"

"I'm only teasing!" Jet's laughing began to slow down, "Besides, we have a bone to pick with you."

Sonic rolled his eyes, "What is it this time?"

Storm walked right behind him as Jet spoke, "Just because you're the son of one of the Knight's of the Round Table, the teacher gives you special treatment!"

"That's the only way he gets the grades he gets." Storm added.

"I actually study, unlike a certain bird I know." Sonic crossed his arms, 'It's that or feel the wrath of father's scolding. He doesn't accept many errors, especially since I just started with an actual sword.'

"You're training to be a future knight right?" Jet grinned, "How about a spar then?"

Sonic felt a bit hesitant, 'But I don't know a lot of moves!'

"What? Is the future knight too afraid of a little spar?" He scoffed, "We can officially say Camelot is doomed."

Sonic clenched his fists, "FINE! Just lead the way."

Storm pushed him forward towards an open greenery with a few trees behind a building. It was a bit far from the school, but Jet wanted this as private as possible.

"Catch!"

Sonic looked at him with a hint of humor, "Sticks?"

"You have something better?" Jet glared.

"Nope." Sonic grinned, 'This is what I started training with.'

Jet lunged and Sonic swiftly avoided his charge. He tapped Jet's shoulder,

"That's one."

Jet jumped up, attempting a vertical hit. Sonic defended himself, blocking the attack with his own "Wooden Sword" and pushed Jet off balance. He gently hit Jet's neck.

"That's two."

Jet growled in frustration, "STORM! You know what to do."

"JET!" Wave glared at him, "Don't team up on the kid!"

"Stay out of this!"

Sonic avoided Storms grip and swung the wooden stick at Jet's next blow. His speed allowed him to keep up, until Jet threw the stick at Sonic's right leg, making him trip. Storm picked him up with a bear like grip.

"HEY! This isn't fair!" Sonic's eyes flickered from the usual emerald green to neon green and back.

Jet walked up to him, "Who cares! This'll teach you for thinking you're better than us!" Jet balled up his fist and aimed for Sonic's left eye.

"I NEVER THOUGHT THAT!" Sonic closed his eyes awaiting the pain that would follow, but nothing came. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Jet's shocked expression. As he opened them more, he saw Lancelot glaring daggers at the children.

"Unhand him. Now."

Storm didn't think twice and lightly bowed with the others. When they looked up, their parents were with him.

"H-hi." Jet sighed defeated, "Let's go guys..." The others trailed behind, already feeling the scolding they would receive.

As soon as they were out of view, Sonic spoke, "Hi dad!"

Lancelot only kept staring, arms crossed.

'I'm in trouble...'

"Let's go." Lancelot didn't say anything after that as they headed through the market.

Sonic's ears drooped, 'I knew I shouldn't have accepted.' He looked up and saw the same unchanged expression on his fathers face. He let out a sigh and looked down, accidently bumping into Lancelot's leg.

A soft, playful growl made Sonic look up at Lancelot, 'He's smiling?'

"Let's go get something to eat before we head to the castle. I'm sure you're tired of the food we have there."

Sonic looked at him dumbfounded, 'I'm never allowed to eat outside food.' He let out a full blown smile, "Alright!"

He followed Lancelot to a small bakery and noticed the baker acting funny.

'Why is he being so nice?'

"It's an honor to have one of the Knights of the Round Table at my bakery. Please, whatever you wish I shall serve."

"There's no need to be so formal."

"I apologize but I feel that I must."

Lancelot ordered a few pastries and the baker was off.

'This baker is overexcited. Maybe he finally had too much sugar.'

Sonic looked at his dad who had his usual serious look.

"Why don't you smile in public?" Sonic whispered.

Lancelot was caught off guard with the question. He thought for a moment,

"It's just the way I've always been." He patted Sonic on the head, "Besides, I should be asking the questions."

Sonic stilled, 'I knew this was coming.'

"Why didn't you walk away? You know that your swordsman ship is only to be used within the castle grounds." Lancelot's eyes waited for Sonic's reaction.

"You saw didn't you?" Sonic continued to look down, "Down to the part where they were taunting me."

"You can always switch to private classes in the castle if that's bugging you. The teachers th-"

"No!" Sonic looked up determined, "If I run from them, it'll only give them another reason to make fun of me!" Sonic looked down again, "I can handle it."

Sonic felt himself being lifted up and hugged, "Alright, I'll let it slide this once. Just don't accept a 2 to 1 challenge again. Your foot work needs a bit more refining, your blocking is a bit off, and you're starting to slack you stance again. You're lucky the third kid didn't want to fight."

"What!? No way! My stance was a perfect copy of yours!"

"Sure, when I first started." Lancelot chuckled as he retrieved the freshly baked pastries from the baker and paid, "Try one of these. It's a flaky pastry stuffed with slightly sweetened meat."

Sonic took a small bite only to then devour it.

"Glad you liked it."

"May I have another?"

"Later, we need to get going."

Sonic grinned, "I'll race you."

Lancelot smirked, "Challenge accepted."

The burst of wind startled a few villagers, some thinking another shadow being had come. The wind crashed their faces and soon enough, the front gates were before them. Sonic behind Lancelot by an inch.

"I win this round." Lancelot tossled Sinic's quills.

"We'll see who wins the next one." Sonic pouted.

As they slowly opened, Sonic noticed Galahad training on his own. Without thinking, he ran and tackled him.

"Hi Galahad!"

"Hi Sonic," Galahad noticed a figure coming and quickly stood up, offering a light bow, "Sir Lancelot."

"Galahad." The acknowledgement was small, almost unnoticeable. An awkward vibe hit Sonic as he looked between his father and the Knight who saved him years ago, 'Although dad doesn't use the word save.'

"Come Sonic, the King is waiting for us." Lancelot took one step.

Sonic's ears drooped as looked at Galahad and back, "Yes father."

"We'll play later Sonic, promise." Galahad offered a smile.

Sonic nodded and ran off to his father's side, his grip on Sonic protective.

'After all this time he still doesn't trust me.' He looked at his sword, 'Then again, who can blame him.' With one more sigh, he started his training again.

Sonic looked up at Lancelot, "Dad, can I play with Galahad later?"

"Not today." Lancelot spoke bluntly, 'I don't want you anywhere near him.'

"But Percival is going to be there!" Sonic sounded desperate.

Lancelot looked down at the puppy dog eyes and back up, "I already gave my answer Sonic."

"But I-"

"That's enough!" Lancelot scolded him, he lowered his voice, "You have some catching up to do on your homework."

Sonic remained quiet, not wishing to be disciplined. The doors to the throne room opened allowing them entrance. Both bowed and Lancelot began talking.

'I don't think I've ever asked Galahad about his family or village...' Sonic zoned out, 'I wonder if his dad is as strict as m-'

"Right Sonic?"

Sonic looked up and saw two pairs of eyes staring at him.

"Yes...?"

"Excellent, one of the maidens shall take his measurements later. You may take leave."

Both bowed and walked out.

"Measurements?"

"For your armor. You didn't expect to go out bare now that you have a steel sword."

Sonic snickered, "I'll be faster without it."

"Foolish is more like it." Lancelot teased as he stopped in front of a room, "Homework, now."

Sonic entered and went straight to his desk.

"I'll be back to check on you in an hour. If you need any help, I'll be at the training grounds in the west wing." The door closed and Sonic was alone.

'One hour.' He looked out the window, 'Galahad and Percival were going to be on the East wing.' A small smile came into his features, 'That's more than enough time for me.' He grabbed a spare key he hid under the rug and ran off to meet the others.

SuperSonicSpeed: I think this is the longest chapter so far. ?.?

Sonic: I'll say.

SuperSonicSpeed: Anywho, Thank You everyone for reading, reviewing, favoriting and following! What did you think of the chapter? Was Lancelot too harsh?

Sonic: Hey! Shadow's back!

Shadow: Faker.

Sonic: Where's the armor?

Shadow: Where no one can reach it.

SuperSonicSpeed: Space Colony Ark?

Shadow: ... Chaos Control!

SuperSonicSpeed: See yah next chapter folks!