Commission for TheMaskedTime on DeviantArt. I do not own Sonic The Hedgehog or The Mask.

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In the heart of Station Square, much had been made of the weird Mobians with green heads who had caused great chaos. From the fox who had fought off a deadly tornado to the hedgehog who smashed up several businesses in a psychotic rage, their actions had caused much disruption to normal life - and just as quickly as they arrived, they were gone.

But now, they were about to receive a rude disruption.

"Come on kitty!! Get down from that tree kitty!!!!" A teenage rabbit was yelling up at the top of a tall maple tree, trying to convince a scared cat to jump down after it had climbed into the uppermost branches. It might have been a normal scene, if not for the huge lime green head on the rabbit's body.

Mask Cream had tried just about everything to get the kitty down - huge cans of tuna, giant catnip leaves, squeaky toys that blared like a car horn. It looked like she was going to have to get it down the hard way.

"Urgh!!!!"

Grabbing the thick trunk, Mask Cream gave a hard tug - and like a weightlifter, the 30-foot tall tree was high above her head, firmly gripped in her hands. She could hear something jump out - rotating her head, she watched the little gray cat run away.

"Yaaaaayyyyyy!!!!!! You're free kitty!!!!" Throwing the tree in the air, Mask Cream was completely ignorant of the mess it would leave in a nearby yard - she had done a good deed, just like Sonic!

Meanwhile…

Pushing her front door open, Amy set her bags down as she grabbed a glass of water to drink. Her shopping finally complete, she looked at her to-do list, deciding what house project she would take on next.

At least she could spend the rest of the day at home - but between installing the new bathroom fixture, washing towels, and scrubbing the kitchen, it would be several hours before she would have any actual time to rest.

"Well, better put all this stuff away…"

Leaving the new bathroom fixture ready for its setup, she brought the other two bags up to her bedroom. Grabbing a few hangers, she began to hang up the various sweaters and jeans in her closet - she would organize them later, it was still a few weeks until they were needed.

Taking the last plain white bag, Amy opened her bedside drawer to put the mask in. Reaching a glove in, she would pull out a horrifying sight.

It was a carrot.

"NO!"

Immediately panicking, she dumped the bag, seeing various apples, carrots and pieces of squash roll out on her bedroom floor. It couldn't be, this was everything she had bought for Vanilla! But if that bag was with her, that meant…

"CREAM!!!!"

This was bad! She had to get to Sonic and Tails, they had to help her immediately! Amy knew that Cream was a kind-hearted little girl, and hopefully wouldn't look into that bag. But if she did, if she looked at what was inside…

Amy shuddered, fear filling her stomach. A young child with the powers of the mask, what kind of chaos could she cause? This was going to be an even longer day than she thought.

Back in Station Square, an excited scream echoed off the windows.

"ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!!"

The familiar jingle of an ice cream truck played out somewhere, beckoning those nearby for a cold and delicious summertime treat. Even though she could not see it, Mask Cream's ears shot straight up, and alarm bells began to whoop and clang above her bright green head.

"Yahooooo!!!!!! Gimme gimme gimme!!!!!!"

Her legs suddenly spinning into wheels, Mask Cream sped off, leaving burnt rubber all over the once-peaceful street. Traveling at speeds only Sonic could ever match, she was at her target in no time, the neighborhood kids and driver scattering upon seeing her approach.

In a flash, the truck's freezers had been torn out from its interior, left aside on the sidewalk. Eyeballs practically popping from their sockets due to her excitement, the green rabbit went to work on her feast.

"Chocolate bars!!!! Snow cones!!!!!! Yummy yummy yummy!!!!"

In such a frenzy, Mask Cream barely took off the wrappers before shoving the frozen treats in her mouth, cheeks and stomach expanding ever wider. Finally letting out a deafening burp, a huge white grin emerged on her face.

"Gotta find more ice cream!!! More-"

Wait. Had she really just ripped out the freezers? That was rude, she needed to fix her mistake!

Just as quickly, she dashed into the truck, the vehicle spinning like a twister as Mask Cream went to work. When it finally stopped, the truck was clean and polished, not a scratch to be seen.

"Thank you Mr. Ice Cream Man!!!"

Job done, Mask Cream was off again to satisfy her sweet tooth - but a bit of trouble was on its way.

Harsh clanking sounds hitting pavement, a familiar sight marched through the city streets. He may have been blue in color and wearing red boots, but he was anything but the courageous hedgehog citizens knew and loved.

No, this was none other than Metal Sonic, Dr. Eggman's greatest creation, designed to be superior. Even as his creator was lost in space, he had been activated and had a new objective given, an objective he must achieve.

But for once, it did not involve the inferior organic Sonic. Metal Sonic had been given a different objective - find a powerful wooden mask, take possession, and bring it to the doctor immediately. If any being happened to be wearing it, he was to engage in all forms of combat until the mask was ripped off. And loyal soldier he was, Metal Sonic would not power down until his mission was complete.

Looking on in fear, the residents of Station Square cowered as they watched the mechanical being go by. His sensors were picking up an unusual source of energy ahead - increasing his walk cycle, Metal Sonic prepared to confront his foe.

There it was - Feral's Ice Cream Parlor, an old-time themed restaurant with hundreds of ice cream treats for young and old to enjoy. His visual sensors confirming his target, Metal Sonic's burst shield began to power up.

In the window, a young rabbit in blue jeans and a red hoodie could be seen enjoying a banana split. She would have been indistinguishable from any other customer if not for the huge bright green head that sat upon her shoulders. She was completely unaware of his presence - perfect.

In no time at all, Metal Sonic's objective would be complete - and his creator would be most excited.