Silver walked into the office while rubbing the back of his head. "So Vex, you needed to see me?"
Vector placed down his newspaper, surrounded by neat piles of green dollar bills. "Yeah. Take a seat, boy."
"Oh boy." Silver sighed for he sat down in the wooden chair that was placed on the left, holding his hands together.
Vector cleared his throat as he tossed aside his newspaper. He placed his lanky elbows on the table. "Look, Silver. We're near exactly three hundred chapters. The author wants to do something very special."
Silver opened the palms of his hands. "Like what? He sort of went all out with the one hundredth and two hundredth story. I doubt anyone can mostly muster enough to get to 120 stories, let alone churn out 300 chapters."
Vector nodded as he rubbed his chin, thinking as he closed his eyes. "Yeah, but he really wants to top those specific fanfiction. It's quite special."
"Isn't it special enough that we managed to each three hundred chapters?" Silver remarked as he wrapped his arms around the back of his head. "I mean, the only other story of his to do that is that 1 Kart racing themed story, and he barely updates that."
Vector shook his head as he waved his right hand. "Look, don't worry about it. Just go and have fun, Silver."
Silver shrugged as he got up and left the office. "Whatever you say, Vex."
"So how did it go?" Espio asked while making sure the counter was clean.
"I dunno." Silver admitted while using his psychic to close up the ovens, grabbing a nearby slice of salted yet peppered pizza that was clearly calling to him. "Maybe Vex just needed a moment of clarification."
Espio had a puzzled look on his face. "...So he just called you in for that? Man is he weird sometimes..."