Rotor was cleaning the counter as several different topped pizzas were placed on there, with several badniks eating at the Pizza Hut, Rotor being the only worker there.
"Excuse me, Mr. Purple Walrus," A Motobug asked as he looked up at Rotor. "Where's the silver colored hedgehog and the green crocodile? Aren't they usually here?"
Rotor continued scrubbing the counter as he faced the Motobug. "Oh, they left to compete in some hockey match." He sighed as he shook his head, closing his eyes. "I have no idea why they didn't have the Pizza Hut closed down... or let me tag along..." He continued grumbling to himself, with the Motobug watching in confusion.
Silver, Vector, Shadow, and Knuckles were heading towards the new hockey ring that was built in the western section of Station Square, where they would play a match of hockey against Sonic's team. The reason why they were doing this? Because they were going to represent Pizza Hut, in all its cheesy glory.
Knuckles rubbed his chin as he glanced up, looking at Vector as he asked while pointing, "So, why are we doing this again?"
Vector punched Knuckles in the back of his head with his right fist. "Damn it, for the eleventh friggin' time, Knuckles, we're here to show the rest of Station Square that Pizza Hut makes the best pizzas!" He exclaimed, a hint of annoyance in his tone.
"This is just so you could get more money, right?" Shadow stated with a sly smirk on his face.
Vector sighed as he narrowed his eyes. "Look, I like money as much as Bobby Kotick, but there's much more to life than it." He rolled his right hand as he glanced up at the dark, starry night sky. "It's green, it's made of paper, it makes a good bed..."
Silver paused and gave Vector a puzzled look. "Wait, you make beds out of dollar bills?" He remarked as his right eye twitched in disturbance.
Shadow and Knuckles also proceeded to stop in their tracks and exchanged odd looks with each other, before glancing at Vector.
Vector eyed the three humanoid mammals, rubbing the back of his head with his left hand, which was holding the hockey stick he brought with him. "Look, I get a bit carried away, all right? Not the first time it's happened."
Silver, Shadow, and Knuckles all shrugged as they continued to the hockey stadium, where Sonic and his friends were waiting. Patiently. For a match. For a match dedicated to pizza.
"...Who writes this stuff?" Silver grumbled. "Seriously, this is worse than Family Guy's cutaway gags."