CHAPTER 1
"Damn, that was some really fucking good sex Grimace." Sonic said to Grimace when they got out of bed that morning. "Grimace." Said Grimace. After getting dressed, Sonic grimaces at Grimace, seemingly getting hit by the post nut clarity that he just fucked a corporate mascot, and is now a victim of capitalism like the rest of us. After finishing his delicious Big Mac and his 20 McNuggets that he got for a very fair price at his local McDonald's, he kills Grimace with his gun that he bought without a background check being done. (Green Hill Zone has very lax gun laws due to the generally low crime rates, though a background check still should have been done for the safety of both the people around sonic, and for his own, which was proven to have been a bad decision, considering the fact that sonic used this gun to kill Grimace.)
"Damn, I shouldn't have done that, murder is illegal in most states." Sonic said sadly. Not knowing what to do about the dead purple thing in his room, Sonic nervously paces around his room. He thinks about turning himself in, which would be the right thing to do. He decides not to, because he's an asshole. "I can't turn myself in, this would be the first murder case in the whole state of Green Hill Zone, which is located in between Kentucky and Colorado. It'll be all over the news, and all of the children who look up to me might either be sad or go around killing other purple things because of me. For the sake of our beautiful nation's women, children and the stock market, I need to hide the body." Sonic said probably louder than he should have, as Knuckles and Tails were standing right outside his door.
"You killed Grimace?!?" Knuckles screams at the oldtop of his lungs. "Shhhhh!" Sonic exclaims. "Before the whole state hears you and knows that I killed Grimace!" He yells even louder. Tails pushes them both inside and shuts all of the many doors and windows in Sonic's house. "Sonic, I've seen you do many things in our many years of being friends, but killing Grimace? No matter how much he deserved it, it's still not correct to do!" He scolds. Sonic hangs his head in shame, knowing that Tails was right. This all could've been avoided if Sonic had gotten the mental health support he needed, instead of ignoring all of the red flags. However, in his defense, none of his friends had ever really checked in on him, ignoring all of his pleas for help. Because of this, this preventable tragedy unfolded. Despite his speed, Sonic could not outrun his violent urges. Now, an innocent purple thing lies dead in a pool of blood in Sonic's bed.
"I'm sorry." Sonic says weakly. "I'll turn myself in, despite the negative impact it will have on our nation's children and economy." He begins to walk outside, towards the police station next door, but Tails stops him by pulling one his quills really fucking hard. "I didn't say I wouldn't help you hide the body, old friend." Tails says with a twinkle in his eye and a pep in his step. "Me too." Says Knuckles. "I love hiding dead purple things." "Thanks guys." Sonic days while making a face that kind of looks like this :).