AN: There was a Author's Note here once. It's gone now.

I was really scared about Robotnik all day. I was even upset as I rehearsed with my gothic metal band "666 Bloody Vamp Violet". I am the lead singer, as well as the guitarist, lighting expert, manager, producer, and CEO of our record label (United Goths Ltd.). People say we sound like a hexagram between GameCube, Master Control Reboot, Sega Saturn, Nevar Borradores, Street Sharks, and Road Rovers. The other band members were B'loody, Darcula, Shadow, Tails (although everyone nowadays calls him Baal, and he dyed the tips of his tails blue.), and Big the Cat. Only today Dracula and Shadow were too depressed so the wern't coming today. So we took the afternoon to rip off other talented artist's songs and call them original content (DO NOT STEAL). I knew Shadow was in his room crying about his mom Maria (she committed suicide by leaping into the sun.) and was shooting himself in the face (he wouldn't die because he was a hedgehog and the only way you can kill a hedgehog is if he didn't have a r-i-n-g (there's no way I'm typing that fully (AN: SO. MANY. PARENTHESES.) or a pit.) and Dracula was off making people explode and putting their dismembered heads on spikes. I undressed in front of everyone and put on a black leather shirt that showed off my breasts and a tiny matching miniskirt that said "PENIS GOES HERE" on the butt. You might think I'm a slut but I'm not. Sluts have no dignity, unlike us whores.

We were singing a cover of "The Crab Song" when suddenly I stopped and burst in to tears.

"Ebony! Are you okay?" B'loody Mary asked in a concerned voice.

"What the fuck do you think?" I asked angrily. Then I said, "Well, Dr. Eggman came and the fucking bastard told me to fucking zap Sonic! But I don't want to kill him, because he's really nice, even if he did make sweet, passionate, yaoi love to Shadow under a full moon one night in the Autumn. But if I don't zap Sonic, then Dr. Robotnik's going to kill Shadow!" I burst into tears.

Suddenly Shadow broke through the wall, like the Kool-Aid man.

"OH YEAH!" he said all macho like. We all stared at him for a second, until he remembered the the reason why he came in. "Why didn't you fucking tell me?" he shouted. "How could you, you...you...FISH LICKING COCKNOSE! GO SUCK A DUCK DICK FAGGOT!"

I stared to cry and cry. Shadow started to cry too because he broke his arm busting through the wall. He went off to the hospital.

We practiced for another hour or so,like nothing dramatic just happened at all. Then Knukles burrowed in from a hole in the floor. His eyes were all fiery and this time I could tell it wasn't from some kind of headache.

"What have you done!" he began. "Ebony, Shadow was just fond in his room, dead of a gunshot wound to his skull," Knuckles proclaimed.

We all gasped. "And what's worse," he continued, "was that your fingerprints were found on the gun! You're now wanted as a murderer!"