It's my first time writing these. I'd like to say that I don't own any of the characters. They all belong to SEGA.
This will have Carabao music involved (English translations) provided by Carabao In English/Ann Norman.
I feel embarrased for writing this.
Contains profane words as well.
Chapter 1: Mon Pleng Carabao
Sonic and a few of his friends Shadow,(Who he recently got over being a rival) Tails and Knuckles. All of them we're drinking that night except for Tails who was barelynot old enough. They we're playing poker that night.
"Callin'." As Knuckles placed the chips in the center of the table. "Raising to 125." Shadow said, throwing his chips to the center. "Folding." Sonic said, turning his cards over and handing them to Tails, who was the dealer.
"Chickened out again Sonic?" Shadow spoke. "I ain't risking that much on a terrible hand." Sonic said, taking a drink from his looked at Shadow while thinking of his next move. "I'll call you again." as Knuckles raised his call from
before to Shadow's.
Tails held the river card and revealedit. There was a K of hearts, J of clubs, Q of spades,an 8 and 9 of hearts along with a huge pile of chips in the echnida and hedgehog stared at each other in thought of who would win the
round. "Who's showing first." Shadow spoke. "You might as well, blackie." the echnida responded. Shadow picked up both of his cards and flipped them over, revealing a 10 of diamonds and an ace of spades. Knuckles knew he was screwed so he flipped
his over anyways because he lost. He only had a pair of kings. "Don't bluff so hard, red." Shadow somewhat mocked. "Shut up, I play however the fuck I want." Knuckles responded in an angry tone. Shadow grabbed all the chips from the table to his stack.
It was then until everyone got bored of playing the card game and it was only 9:30 PM. "Shadow, should we just do something else?" Sonic asked. "Well what should we do? We have a shit ton of time and we got not much to do tomorrow." Shadow replied.
"Think you could bring out your guitar and amp?" Knuckles asked. Shadow nodded and went upstairs to grab his case with the instrument along with the amplifier and the cable. He set down the case and opening it, revealing a really nice instrument. "Holy
shit Shads, how much did you get for that?" Sonic said, in surprise. "None of your business blue hedgehog." Shadow replied. The guitar was a Les Paul. It was all black body with crimson streaks going down with a stylized red bird on the body. "Man,
do they sell those in blue or something?" Knuckles asked. "Of course they do, there are a whole lot guitars you can buy with different designs or colors. I own a few different ones as well." Shadow replied. When he was done setting up, he turned on
the amp and did a sound test by striking an E power chord. It was all good. "Well then, what should we play guys?" Shadow asked everyone. The rest of them had no clue of what they wanted to sing. "I remember seeing some beggar who was blind on the
street, going around asking for money and I did write a song about it. Don't know why." Knuckles said, handing Shadow the lyrics he wrote. Shadow read the lyrics over and thought it was actually pretty good. "You know echnida, I think this is a good
song you wrote, I'll see if I can play it.". Sonic read over the lyrics too and he thought the same. "I actually like it." Sonic said, returning the paper to Knuckles.
They began to sing the song "The Beggar" written by Knuckles.
"The Beggar"
(Intro Solo)
At the time my eyes first went blind
I was'nt yet in a dark frame of mind
Though my love who'd always been there
Would desert and leave my life bare
I set out on a difficult road
Not even feeling the passage of time
I begged change from those all around
You got quarters? dimes? Yeah somtetimes.
(Short Solo)
In a dark secretive place
Just listening, taking in sound
I looked out, it felt like a dream
I got tired and then I laid down
Woke up feeling renewed
I have breath, I'm still above ground!
I might see the sun once again
Why waste my life...laying around?
(Chorus)
So I sing...everyday on the street
I travel around...singing to survive
After buying something to eat
I save the rest...to treat my eyes
(Solo, then chorus)
(Short Solo)
A representative of the darkness
I'll repay the life I hold dear
I'll replay those who show kindness
Tend to music for people to hear
I bring meaningful songs from the dark world
I will sing out loud and clear
If someone says to stop, no one cares
I say, "Those who DO are out there!"
(Repeat last two lines x3)
(End Solo)
Everyone was laughing and cheering in what they just sang. Sonic was actually amazed to see Shadow and his guitar skills, which somehow made him think something. "Shadow, I think we could be starting a band or something." "You know, that might not be
bad at all." the echnida stated. "But what instruments do you guys play?" Tails asked. "Well, I do know percussion and drums, so maybe I can be that?" Knuckles replied. "I know you are a great singer blue hedgehog." Shadow said to Sonic. "Hey thanks,
maybe I could do that. I know a little guitar as well." Sonic replied, with a slight blush.
Sonic thought to himself "He thinks I'm really good at singing? And I think he is such a pro with that guitar, it makes him look really cool and sex-" Immediately when he stopped he shook his head and regained his thoughts. "The fuck did I just think about? I'm not gay and he probably isn't either..." Which
then he just sat there with the discussion going on.
So Tails, what instrument do you play though? Sonic asked. "I do know some bass, I can provide some low frequencies into the music." Tails said. "Jeez no need to be so technical!" Sonic replied to Tails. The rest of the night invloves everyone discussing
their talents. Eventually they all got tired and had to get some rest. Shadow unplugged everything and packed his guitar back into the case. He brought everything up to his room and put it all away. Everyone else went to sleep as well, except for
Sonic.
End of Chapter 1
First time making one, comment onsome things that I can improve on along with thigs you like about it.
