Anonymous asked:

I don't know if you're aware, but Roger Craig Smith is also the narrator of Say Yes to the Dress. Maybe a silly prompt of Sonic (Boom or Modern, take your pick) narrating a show to pay the bills (those chili dogs don't pay for themselves!) or maybe one concerning Boom Sonic and his habit of making silly noises and voices (like what happened in Designated Heroes) and it just escalates from there (Bonus points if he also voices characters similar to other characters Roger voices like Batman XD)

cutegirlmayra answered:

Prompt—

After needing some extra cash to pay the bills, Sonic looked around for various job openings in Hedgehog Town. However, after failing so many of them, and Dave telling everyone he was a horrible co-worker who ate all the chilidogs—"Hey! I was paid with those!"—and finally seeming to give up before someone suggested he had a great voice.

Slouching over, Sonic thought it was a joke, but the man held up the greens and Sonic's eyes blinked cash.

He was shoved into a recording booth as someone quickly switched out a banana with a mic, stating, "Places everyone!". Another pair of hands spread apart some headphones over Sonic's head and slapped them into place, releasing them for that effect. "Ow!" Sonic rubbed the side of his head before properly tilting the headphones back so they would fit over his ears.

Suddenly, from a speaker, Sonic looked up to see it vibrating every time someone was speaking through it.

"Alright Mr. The Hedgehog-ahhh…. What was that? Yeah, no, we got that. Uh-huh… okay, Mr. The Hedgehog- what?… no, we did that scene. The one with the ape wonder..? Got it. Okay, Mr. Hedgehog-"

Sonic annoyedly stared at the speaker before the small television flickered on, showing a character and a scene on pause.

"You'll get about 3 ticks in the headphones before you need to say your line. I'll tell you what voices we need and you produce them, sound good?"

Sonic threw up his thumbs.

"Excellent!" the speaker turned off momentarily. There was static as Sonic looked around, growing bored of the small space and tapping his foot, leaning up against the wall.

A pair of hands came and removed his hand, spraying disinfectant on where he had placed his hand and wiping the wall, then shaking a pointer finger at him to scold his behavior, stating, "Get back to work!" and closing the door the pair of hands came out from.

Weirded out, Sonic kept his hands to himself.

"Alright-!" the speaker squeaked on, making Sonic plunge the headset further into his ears. "Let's make some magic! Or… sounds… that are like magic! Alright, first, we need a sexy assassin with a deep Italian voice."

Sonic cleared his throat, looking at the scene in front of him.

"Read the lines, catch the lips, and make it happen! Action in-!"

The markers clicked down…3…2…1…

On the last 'beep!' Sonic opened his mouth, pretending to be the character.

"Scum like you don't deserve to live. Not when others suffer for your filthy money."

"CUT! Excellent!" the speaker screeched.

Sonic rolled his neck and stretched out his hands, "Nothin' to it." He cockily remarked and turned the page.

"ACTION!"

"Claire is looking forward to her bridal dreams coming true, but can Marcus find the right gown to fit her taste? Or fit her… in general?"

"CUT!" "ACTION!"

"Real heroes honor the country they fight for! Even if that means dry cleaning the flag on their chest, they're still showing the ideals of that nation!"

"CUT! Brilliant!"

"I'm gonna need more ammo. Look out! Ahh! I've been shot… go on without me…"

"… could you do the death scene again please?"

"What?!" Sonic gripped his hands to the tilted board that held his script. "That was flawless! I felt it!"

"…Where?"

"…Right here." Sonic tenderly placed his hand to his heart.

"Your heart's cry just wasn't believable, Mr. Hedgehog. We're looking for blood-curtling, violent but manly cries of absolute, dying pain. You're just gonna have to do it again."

Sonic grumbled, "Ohh…"

After another few hours, Sonic's voice was practically gone.

"I'm a dude. Regular dude. Dude…"

"Mr. Hedgehog-…ah, yeah. Another scream? We can get that. Yeah, Mr. Hedgehog we're gonna have to ask you to go back to the painful screaming of critical agony again."

"It is pain." Sonic gripped his throat, sounding sick and barely the youthful hero the town knew.

"Then we're gonna have to let you go for the day."

Sonic was paid and headed home. Opening the envelop after flopping into his hammock, he could barely cry out at the insulting amount of money he was given to wreck his voice.

"This job sucks!" he threw the money down, turning on the t.v.

Suddenly, he heard his voice and looked up.

His friends came rushing in, "SONIC! I heard you! I heard your voice! That was so cool!" Tails, the adoring fan that he was, rushed right up to him and excitedly showed off his collection of the Hero he had played. "I've always admired him. I'm just glad you stayed true to the original voice actor's portrayal of him." He nodded soundly.

"Yeah! I like the Regular dude! He's like me… but more regular." Knuckles seemed to feel that character was relatable, all the way down to his soul. "He's like my spirit-human."

"Oh, Sonic! I've loved Bridal Dreams for the longest time now. Hearing your voice with my favorite show… ah! I'm not gonna lie, your narration is flawless! We should go shopping together! Ah- I mean… maybe for more… casual wear… unless you want too, I mean, I'm not oppose-" Before Amy could turn creepy or leak her more forward nature, Sticks pushed her away from Sonic.

"YOU RUINED HIM!"

"Beg your pardon?" Sonic was just astonished his friends were so impressed by his work… and that it only took a day to publish it.

"Evil's Domain! You sound like a wounded dog howling from the jaws of DEATH!"

"…I… Don't see the issue." Sonic narrowed his eyes, confused.

"Augh! Of course you don't. You're just an amateur to the death-cry arts. A wandering buffoon they picked up from the streets of desperation." She sucked in some air,"AHHHHH-OH!" She gapsed, falling to the ground and gripping her stomach. "GAH-GAH-….AHHHHHHH! GAAHH, UGH…ah… hah… bleh." She faked her death. After a few moments, she got back up. "THAT'S how you make it sound like the Jabberwocky has bitten off your arm and fed it to its children on Christmas morning! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU! How could you not do that ONE, SIMPLE THING!"

Sonic backed away a second, the first criticism he had ever heard… coming from his own friend?

Sonic shook his head, taking a stand. "Hey! I shot my voice all day to give you that scream! And you know what..?" He put his arms around his friends. "I'm just glad someone got something out of it."

"…Well, at least it didn't sound like a jackhammer to the back." Sticks smiled, letting it go and rushing into the hug. "But seriously… maybe you should dive into a pit of prickly spines and then go to work tomorrow."

"…Yeah, I quit."

"But you're booked for the Dark Wingman!" Tails pulled away, "You CAN'T quit now!"

Sonic rolled his eyes, then took a serious tone and deepened his voice. "I am the dark."

Tails made a very unmanly sound as he squirmed in his shoes. "…Do it again."

(Could you spot the references? :D Something I did quickly in the middle of the night,…Looking up his voices, but I hope you enjoy it!)