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Pain and Longing, a Sonic the Hedgehog fanfiction written by Aura Starfire. MiST written by the Outcasts. I did this with permission, because I'm special. (*struts*)
Fanfiction copyrighted to Aura Starfire. Blaze, Negative Angel, Snowflake, Rainbow, Flame, Psymanik Deprezion, and Positive Demon, along with the names The Outcasts and Chaos Deck copyrighted to Laura. B. Who is me and me alone. Don't steal me, I'll know it.
Actual fanfiction displayed in BOLD ITALICS.
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Turn down your lights (or just shoot the light bulbs, whichever works best)
In the pretty much distant future
But not next Sunday A.D--
There lived a fox named Blaze
That was pretty different from you and me
She didn't really work anywhere
Just went around stealing what she could
She did a pretty good job swiping all the stuff
But evil twin caught her in the act
And shot her into space.
Blaze: (But it wasn't meeeeeeeeeee!!!!!)
We'll send her cheesy fanfics,
The worst we can find (la-la-la)
She'll have to sit and read them all
And we'll monitor her mind (la-la-la)
Now keep in mind Blaze can't control
Where the fanfics begin or end (la-la-la)
Because she burnt those special parts
With her other outcast friends.
(Outcast roll call)
Rainbow! (die!)
Snowflake! (I wuv you!)
Negative Angel! (*glares*)
Pysssscho Orange! (PEOPLE!)
If you're wondering how they eat and breathe
and other science facts (la-la-la),
Just repeat to yourself, "There are animals talking,
Is anyone else freaked by that?"
For Mystery Outcast Theatre 3000!"
(TWANG!)
[Satellite Of Misfits]
[BLAZE, NEGATIVE ANGEL, PSYCHO ORANGE and SNOWFLAKE are sitting around a table, a small pile of cards set in the centre. Everyone's staring intently at their cards until PSYCHO ORANGE places his whole hand of cards down]
PSYCHO ORANGE: I win! First go, too!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: What a load of bulldust, Psy! [she looks down at the cards PSYCHO ORANGE have just put down, then stares blankly at PSYCHO ORANGE]
PSYCHO ORANGE: Yeah! Who be da man?!
BLAZE: Snowflake, did you shuffle the cards?
SNOWFLAKE: (staring blankly) Shuffle?
[NEGATIVE ANGEL grabs the other cards and flicks through them]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: The cards are all in order!
BLAZE: That'll explain why I have all the tens...
PSYCHO ORANGE: I knew no good would come out of playing cards for real. I'm gonna play Solitaire on the laptop.
[MAD signal goes off]
PSYCHO ORANGE: There goes my Saturday night plan...
[SNOWFLAKE bounces over and presses the button. FLAME can be seen fiddling with something under a canopy sheet. PSYMANIK DEPREZION is sitting next to her, just watching, and drooling a bit]
FLAME: (looking up) Oh great, it's the Technicolour Rat-Thing. Lemme talk to someone that won't make me want to puke.
SNOWFLAKE: MISS ANGEL! Flame wants to talk to you.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Tell her to go to Hell!
SNOWFLAKE: I can't, it's naughty!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Fine... I'll tell her.
FLAME: Do that and I'm sending you a lemon instead of the tame fic I have planned for today's experiment. But FIRST, I would like to do a small invention exchange. I have a great idea for an invention, but I wanted to steal one of your ideas, too.
BLAZE: Sounds fair, I suppose... No, no I'm wrong. It stinks.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: We don't have anything to exchange!
RAINBOW: (whispering from above) Let's exchange Snowflake.
SNOWFLAKE: HEY! That's mean, Rainbow!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (whispering) Don't tempt me, Rainbow.
FLAME: To be fair, as much as I hate being so, I'll give you two minutes to prepare something.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Count me out, then. I can't work under pressure or else I go on a crazed rampage.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Then Blaze and me will do it. Come on, Blaze, I have an idea and I need your help.
BLAZE: I'm helping! (*bounces*)
FLAME: Excellent, soon I'll be able to take over the market and rule the world! YES! [she starts cackling, then realises PSYMANIK DEPREZION's chewing on the canopy cover] No! Bad mutant, shoo, shoo. P.D! Take over the monitor! NO! Bad mutant, stops swallowing the oil!
PSYCHO ORANGE: HA! He's so my twin. Hey wait... that's a bad thing. Ah crap, now I'm all depressed. [He starts sulking, then realises POSITIVE DEMON's now in front of the monitor, filing her claws. PSYCHO ORANGE grins and leans against the console] Well hello there.
POSITIVE DEMON: (looking up from her claws) Um, hi... I suppose...
PSYCHO ORANGE: (still grinning) So... do they call you a demon because you're a naughty girl?
POSITIVE DEMON: Actually they call me that because I'm Negative... Angel? Is that her name? Anyway, I'm her opposite.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (not grinning any more) There goes my pick-up line, she really is Neggy's opposite. Hey, how about you get me off this here satellite and we'll have dinner? I can scare the manager so we eat for free.
POSITIVE DEMON: Well, I'm not really suppose to date the experiments, it'll be too awkward. And if I stuff up the results Flame will gut me three times over. So I'm gonna have to take a raincoat.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Don't you mean raincheck?
POSITIVE DEMON: ... Oh yeah! My gosh you're so smart.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (starts looking around) NEGGY? MATCHBOX? HELP! I've attracted a bimbo again!
[POSITIVE DEMON is suddenly pushed to the side by FLAME]
FLAME: Don't talk to the experiment! Are they done yet?
[NEGATIVE ANGEL walks in, wheeling in a small table. On top of the table is a small device that looks like a printer]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Here's our invention. It's a pr-- I mean it's an object copier. It can create an exact 2D copy of any object in this room. So say if I wanted to copy that flower here-- [she holds up a flower from nowhere] I'll just tell it to copy it, and I'll get a copy of it. Object Copier, copy this FLOWER!
[Nothing happens for a few seconds, then the Object Copier jumps to life and spits out, as NEGATIVE ANGEL stated, a 2D copy of the flower. NEGATIVE ANGEL takes to copy and shows FLAME]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: And um, ta da. What do you think, ma'am?
FLAME: (staring at NEGATIVE ANGEL) Do you really think I'd be fooled by that?
POSITIVE DEMON and PSYCHO ORANGE: WHOA! Neat!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: What, you serious?
POSITIVE DEMON: Can we get one of those, Flame?
FLAME: Are you sure you didn't breathe in when you sprayed your hair this morning? OUR invention is much more... original than yours. BEHOLD! [She removes the canopy cover, revealing--]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: A glass?!
FLAME: It's a liquid holder. It can hold ANY liquid, from water to acid, even, dare I say, Vanilla Coke.
POSITIVE DEMON: WOW! Can I try it?
FLAME: Keep away from my Liquid Holder! I plan on mass producing these and spreading them all over the world.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: But... never mind, I want this to be over very soon.
FLAME: Glad you liked my invention, Bonebag. Now for the experiment. Today I found another fic from one of my good sister's friends, Aura Starfire.
BLAZE: (walking in) Again pitting me against a friend? You really are getting desperate aren't you?
FLAME: I haven't been able to find any crappy lemons. People are actually starting to use plots in those things. It sickens me! Now scurry along to the theatre my little lab-rats, before I cut off your oxygen supply. [Signs off]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: If we ever get home, be sure to tell your friends to hide their fics, all right, Blaze?
BLAZE: I miss my friends. That guy, whatishisname, and good old thingomabob.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (still admiring the Object Copier) We should sell this thing! We could be richer than Bill Gates.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: PSY! You stupid is showing again!
[Fanfic sign goes off]
BLAZE: FANFIC SIGN! (starts running in circles, until NEGATIVE ANGEL grabs her and guides her to the theatre)
[5, 4, 3, 2, 1]
PAIN AND LONGING
BLAZE: I long to end my pain that is fanfiction.
[ALL agree]
A SONIC THE HEDGEHOG STORY BY
PSYCHO ORANGE: The Wiggles?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Don Knots?
BLAZE: Gumby?
[NEGATIVE ANGEL and PSYCHO ORANGE stare at BLAZE]
BLAZE: It could happen.
AURA STARFIRE
BLAZE: Hey, that's my name. Only not quite so similarly not.
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NEGATIVE ANGEL: Dashing through the fic, page separators are really lame.
AUTHORS NOTE -
PSYCHO ORANGE: Send money, and anime. Lots of it. Or at least some Vanilla Coke.
BLAZE: Oh I heart Vanilla Coke.
This is my first Sonic story and was the result of a question I often asked myself,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Will I REALLY get lynched for writing a Sonic fic?
I'm not telling you any more cause it'll ruin it.
BLAZE: Too late! (*coughs*)
Although this story only took me a week to write, I still
PSYCHO ORANGE: think it's not how you make porridge.
spent a lot of time on it. The beginning is taken from Netraptor's teasers
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Suuuuuuure. Blame Netraptor whoever that is.
BLAZE: THAY DYED! WAT A GRATE FIC! (*GLEE!*)
PSYCHO ORANGE: Ohhhhh... Who?
and helped me to begin the story.
BLAZE: Junk you, Netraptor! Look what you have caused!
I'm going to write more as when I was writing it I found things I needed to explain.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: I'm scared. Help me!
In this story I have Sonic at around age 15 and
PSYCHO ORANGE: he swears like a fifty year old. And drinks. Naughty Sonic.
BLAZE: But you drink...
PSYCHO ORANGE: Vanilla Coke.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Is that all you're going to be talking about through the fic?
Tails around 12, I will put the ages of all (according to me) in my next fanfic.
BLAZE: (as Aura) For I am their God! Worship me, puny mortals.
To STC readers -
PSYCHO ORANGE: You suck! ARCHIE FOREVER! (*cheers*)
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Psycho, you use the comics for a bon fire.
BLAZE: Actually, that's me. I was cold, and the voices in my head told me to burn something.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Oh, right.
this is set in a separate Sonic universe and is different from the actual STC outline,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Aura) I'm awful at colouring in the lines.
it is set quite early in STC at around issue 20, but the gang is all there (including Tekno) and they have already met Knuckles, who is a bit happier than in the actual comic.
BLAZE: Happy or g--
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Now Blaze, this isn't the 1800s.
PSYCHO ORANGE: This author's warping everything. Why didn't she just say 'I've based the characters from STC, but this is my world, baby'?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Because she doesn't say 'baby'. She's a girl, Psy.
Anyway, enjoy it, any other information is at the bottom and will explain other stuff.
BLAZE: Oh I like stuff, especially when it's being explained.
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NEGATIVE ANGEL: THE FIC'S GOING FLAT! OH! We've lost it. Cut the cable, Psy. We've done all we can.
PSYCHO ORANGE: So we can go now?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Sit down before I superglue you to the chair.
LEGAL STUFF - This IS boring I know, but
BLAZE: (as Aura) This isn't really a fanfiction... it's all of MY NOTES FROM SCHOOL! BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!
PSYCHO ORANGE: AH! SCHOOL! (*he tries to scramble out of his seat*)
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Blaze, get the superglue.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (*sits back in his seat*) I'll be good.
has to be written Sonic the hedgehog and other characters are all owned by
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Me. Me and only me. Sega stole the idea from me while I was sleeping.
BLAZE: Really?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Oh yes. They drugged me and everything.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Awww, you were drunk again.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: I don't drink.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Sure ya do! Rememeber when we were MiSTing that lemon, and you started drinking chardonnay, and...
NEGATIVE ANGEL: That was you, Psy.
PSYCHO ORANGE: ... Oh yeahhhhhh!
SEGA and respective companies, this story is not to be used for
BLAZE: Toilet paper. Spit balls, material to line the bottom of your bird's cage with.
profit and if you want it on your site
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Must need a lot of bribing to get this on someone's site.
(I'd like that!) E-mail me first, my address is at the bottom of the fanfic.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (*whining*) But I want it noooooowwwww...
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NEGATIVE ANGEL: Cut here... No not THERE!
CAST OF CHARACTERS (In order of appearance)
BLAZE: Oh for the love of Spam get on with the bloody fic!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: You actually want it to start?
BLAZE: Friggin', I could have watched a marathon of Invader Zim by now!
Sonic Hedgehog
PSYCHO ORANGE: A.K.A The Banana Dude.
Ivo Robotnik
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Appearing as a tub of lard.
Miles 'Tails' Prowler
BLAZE: Even though it's Prower. IMPOSTER!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Stunt double.
BLAZE: Oh, right.
Johnny Lightfoot
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Johnny Lightfoot) It's a foot condition. Why must people constantly point it out?
Amy Rose
BLAZE: AHHHH! AMY ROSE! (*starts throwing rocks at the screen*)
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Do you want a time-out?
BLAZE: But it's Amy!
Tekno Canary
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Or the 'Doof Doof Bird'.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Heh, doof doof music rocks.
Knuckles Echidna
PSYCHO ORANGE: Co-starring with Elbows the Porcupine.
Porker Lewis
BLAZE: Porker Lewis can't lose?
????????? (it's a surprise)
BLAZE: DAMNIT! Just tell me! I can keep a secret!
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NEGATIVE ANGEL: Biggest darn zipper I've ever seen.
Sonic tumbled to the floor of the robotizer, and the door slammed shut behind him.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as a Bouncer) And stay out, you lousy bum!
He was instantly on his feet, pounding on the glass and staring around helplessly.
BLAZE: Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Sonic) AH! THINGS!
"You can't do this!" he shouted at Robotnik,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) That whole tub of lard will KILL you if you swallow it in one go!
BLAZE: Dimmer... thingy... I own, man!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: You wish.
glass tube around him. From the control console across the room, Robotnik sneered at him. "Ha, hedgehog! Who's going to stop me? Your pitiful friends? They don't even know you've been captured."
PSYCHO ORANGE: Just then Sonic's friends jumped onto the scene, striking funky kung-fu poses. They beat the crap out of Robotnik, rescued Sonic, headed home and barbecued. The end!
Sonic let his hands slide down the side of the tube
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Sonic) Heh, slippery.
and stepped back. He looked up at the white lens above him. The sight of it sent a stab of fear through his normally bold heart.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) AHH! IT'S WHITE! AHHH!
He hurled himself against the glass, hoping against hope it would break.
PSYCHO ORANGE: YEAH! Show that glass whose boss, Sonic! Nobody can trap the hedgehog in glass.
But of course it didn't.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Now's a good time to start begging for you life, Sonic.
All that happened was he bruised his arms and legs and gave Robotnik a good laugh.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Robotnik) He's hurting himself, what a loser.
The sickening metallic hum came on,
BLAZE: (as metallic hum) Oh, I'm so sick. I feel nauseous and my head hurts, and I think I'm gonna puke.
making the lens glow a cold blue. Sonic began to hyperventilate, gasping with terror.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) AH! IT'S BLUE! AHHHH!
He couldn't run, he couldn't hide, he couldn't even defend himself.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Curl up into a ball, that's what hedgehogs do when you scare the crap out of them.
[NEGATIVE ANGEL draws her sword and starts bringing it down onto PSYCHO ORANGE'S head. He freaks out and curls up in his chair]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: I rest my case.
He was trapped in three enclosed feet with a deadly beam that would most certainly kill him.
BLAZE: But... it's a robotisizer. It's not gonna kill him.
He pressed himself against the glass,
PSYCHO ORANGE: And started pulling faces, and puffing out his cheeks. That Sonic, always goofing around.
trying to avoid the beam, even though he knew very well he could not.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Then what's the point? Honestly, if you know something's impossible why try to do it anyway?
PSYCHO ORANGE: Nothing is impossible until it's done!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Shut it, hedgehog!
The noise increased, and suddenly the beam was on, beating down fiercely, weakening him.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Ahhh, this fic might have potential after all. Sock it to him, Robotnik!
PSYCHO ORANGE: You frighten me.
Sonic felt his muscles slowly relax, giving in.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy.
His head slumped forward on his chest.
BLAZE: **CRACK!**
He hung there a moment, fighting the pull, then lost.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Ah, you suck!
He fell to his knees in the centre of the beam. Nausea overwhelmed him-he closed his eyes and held his head.
PSYCHO ORANGE: GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD! BRAIN... being... EATEN!
It was too bright--too bright. It hurt. He ached all over, as if with the flu.
[BLAZE suddenly sneezes]
PSYCHO ORANGE: Bless you.
BLAZE: Thanks. Anyone have a tissue?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: No, not me.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Ditto.
BLAZE: Darn, my nose is really runny. [BLAZE bends over and streaks her nose over PSYCHO ORANGE'S arm. He yells out in disgust while NEGATIVE ANGEL laughs her head off]
BLAZE: I had to. It was all icky and it was gonna drip on the floor!
PSYCHO ORANGE: Yeah, but on me?!
BLAZE: Your arm's longer than mine!
He opened his eyes, forced them open.
PSYCHO ORANGE **CRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE**
He pulled one curled fist from his forehead and opened it.
BLAZE: Peek-a-boo!
PSYCHO ORANGE: PIKACHU?! WHERE?! (*starts foaming at the mouth*)
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Ah not again. [NEGATIVE ANGEL reaches under her seat and grabs a paper bag. This she places in front of PSYCHO ORANGE'S face] Look, Psy. Nummies.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (*calming down*) Ohh! Nummies! [PSYCHO ORANGE snatches the bag and starts eating the contents] Mmm, nummies...
Ah, the beam--he could feel it infiltrating his brain, draining him, recording his thought processes into the computer.
BLAZE: He loved every second of it.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Nummies good...
He fought it, trying to block it out, trying to squelch the intruding particles.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Out damn spot! OUT! [NEGATIVE ANGEL turns to look at PSYCHO ORANGE, who has most of his face in the paper bag] Um, Psy?
PSYCHO ORANGE: (*voice muffled*) No more nummies...
NEGATIVE ANGEL: I'll get you some more later, sweetheart.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Promise?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Of course.
Would he lose all memory of his friends, his name, his identity? Would his very soul be torn from him?
BLAZE: Would he become a goldfish?
Darkness settled over his eyes like a curtain. He struggled and fought blindly, like an animal in a trap.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Heh, he IS an animal in a trap. See? 'cause he's a hedgehog, and he's trapped, and... ah the riff was wasted on you two.
Dimly his vision returned. As if from a great distance, he was aware of writhing and striking his head on the glass, over and over.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) MUST USE MENTAL POWERS TO ESCAPE! (*fathoms smacking her head against something*)
The pain was overwhelming. The metal was forming, and with each new panel that much more of his mind was erased.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: One panel, and his mind was gone for good.
One hand hit something hard and sharp.
PSYCHO ORANGE: What the hell is a cactus doing in there?
Something on his waist. He looked down, expecting to see the metal, but instead saw
BLAZE: His hipbone sticking out.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Sonic has hips? [BLAZE shrugs]
a small knife.
He wondered,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) Since when did I have a knife?
BLAZE: You call that a knife? THIS is a knife. [BLAZE pulls out a trout]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: HA! It's the trout again! Look guys, the trout's back!
BLAZE: It is? (*she looks down to her hand, then screams and drops the trout, then wipes her hand on PSYCHO ORANGE*)
PSYCHO ORANGE: HEY! STOP IT!
how easy would it be just to plunge it in into his chest, to stop him becoming a slave to Robotnik, this, this was different to becoming a Badnik, he knew that, it wasn't like he remembered.
[ALL stare blankly at the screen]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Umm... did anyone else notice there weren't any periods in there?
PSYCHO ORANGE: Well it's safe to say it isn't that t-
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (*while grabbing PSYCHO ORANGE'S neck*) One more word about that, and I'll make you bleed!
The glare of the light above him and the feeling of being enclosed in such a small place made him gasp and feel like he was going to die.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) AH! A WALL! (*turns*) AH! ANOTHER WALL! (*turns*) AH! THEY'RE EVERYWHERE! It's like I'm in... some sort of... ROOM!
So why didn't he end it now, better to die than to be Robotnik's slave. However, Robotnik had been wrong.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: He couldn't swallow that whole tub of lard in one swallow.
Just before he had been captured he had pressed a small button on his communicator to alert his friends to his capture.
PSYCHO ORANGE: PLOT CONVENIENCE!
But would they arrive in time, he prayed silently, fully aware that with each passing moment his fate grew nearer.
BLAZE: Oh hurry up already! Geez! Such a drama hog!
PSYCHO ORANGE: Was that a pun?
BLAZE: ... No.
So which would it be, Robotnik's slave, to be by his side, destroying what he spent so much time protecting, seeing the screams of the inhabitants of the villages. Or
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Listen to them instead?
to stop that from happening and
PSYCHO ORANGE: Go home.
end it now.
Holding the knife up, feeling the last ounce of strength
draining from his body, he decided, and plunged it straight into his
chest.
BLAZE: Unfortunately he missed, and got his eye. Silly hedgehog.
Expecting the pain, he curled up into a ball as best as he could, he felt the blood drain out and darkness blind him, even more than the pain could, then, he closed his eyes and lay limp at the bottom of the tall thin tube.
BLAZE: THAY DYED! WOT A GRATE FIC!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (*while wiping a tear from her eye*) It's... so beautiful!
PSYCHO ORANGE: This author has done us proud.
"SONIC!" a voice shouted from a great distance away, or, seemed to be a great distance, but was actually nearer.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Things appear further than they really are in Sonic's mind. Just a warning.
Sonic fought to open his eyes,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) Haaaayyyyy-yah! I WILL open my eyes. Wahhhh! (*feigns a karate chop*)
BLAZE: Stop that.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Okay.
wanting to sink deeper into the darkness, which was closing in all around him.
BLAZE: Oh I feel like that every morning. But then I'm always forgetting that we're in space, and it's always dark in space.
Robotnik peered at the monitor at the limp form of Sonic, who was lying lifeless on a metal table in another room of the base.
BLAZE: Heaven forbid he was just lying there limp in the first place.
Wires were snaked all over him
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as wires) HISS!
and a machine was recording his heartbeat, which, Robotnik observed, was
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Not there.
dropping rapidly.
BLAZE: (*whistles lowly, pantomiming something falling with her hand*)
Robotnik grinned. He
PSYCHO ORANGE: wasn't wearing any underwear.never imagined it would be this easy to kill Sonic, once he was weak enough, Robotnik knew...............
ALL: Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun...
he would die.
ALL: DUN-NAH!
Unknown to Robotnik however, the rest of the Freedom Fighters had found out about Sonic's capture and were on their way to rescue him.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (monotone) Yay them.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: You stupid friends! Go home, Sonic's dying and all you can think about is rescuing him? How selfish!
They found Robotnik's base by using a tracker on Sonic's communicator and using it to pin-point his location.
BLAZE: So they didn't know where it was? What kinda of rebels are they?!
The person flying the plane was a young fox,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Who was not a person.
around 12 years of age, he was a bright orange colour
PSYCHO ORANGE: Awww, he stole my fur colour. (*he stares mournfully at his fur*)
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Don't worry, Psy. You'll always be the only orange fur we know.
which seemed to stand out......
ALL: Dun dun dun dun dun dun...
not as much as the 2 tails he bore though.
ALL: DUN NAH!
BLAZE: So he bore two tails? Wow, this guy must be so horribly boring.
[NEGATIVE ANGEL and PSYCHO ORANGE groan]
He turned back to the rest of the group, consisting of Amy Rose, Johnny Lightfoot and Tekno the Canary.
PSYCHO ORANGE: A.K.A The Village Idiots.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Tails) Duuhhh, I'm flying a plane! Lol lol, rotflmao!
BLAZE: AHH! LAMER! KEEL IT!
Sonic meanwhile was still lying on the bottom of the enclosed tube,
PSYCHO ORANGE: Looking for dust and lint balls.
it had not been long since he had plunged the deep blade
NEGATIVE ANGEL: How the heck can a knife be deep?
BLAZE: When you toss it in the water?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: You're full of puns today, aren't you?
BLAZE: I had some tropical pun juice today... Oh how sad was that?
of the knife into his chest and he could still feel the blood running out of him.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic's blood) Free at last, free at last! Thank God almighty, we're free at last!
And the pain. The pain seemed to drag on and on,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Just like this fic. Make it stop!
he knew he was dying and was happy of this fact, that now, he could never be Robotnik's slave.
BLAZE: Yeah, now he'll just be Satan's for committing suicide.
Suddenly he heard a loud whirring noise, like a siren, he looked around as best as he could (with half-open eyes)
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sean Catlett) What's up with me using parenthesises?!
but could see nothing.
BLAZE: Open you eyes, Ed.
He also thought he could hear voices, but again,
PSYCHO ORANGE: He knew he had burned enough things for today.
saw nothing. He slid back down against the cold glass
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Sonic) Heh, still slippery.
and waited for the darkness to close in and end for good.
BLAZE: AH! But I want my Brain Freezy! Don't close yet!
The siren Sonic could hear was actually his friends breaking into the compound where Robotnik was holding him,
PSYCHO ORANGE: by the neck, ready to snap it as soon as his friends came in.
at this moment they were
NEGATIVE ANGEL: playing poker. Unfortunately, someone had left the cards with all the rules on poker in the deck, and Tails was caught cheating.
progressing through the large compound looking for Sonic.
BLAZE: (as Sonic's friends*) MARCO!
NEGATIVE ANGEL and PSYCHO ORANGE: (*as Sonic*) POLO!
BLAZE: MARCO!
NEGATIVE ANGEL and PSYCHO ORANGE: POLO!
Robotnik peered at another monitor and saw Tails and the other Freedom Fighters
PSYCHO ORANGE: Were playing Thirteen without him.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Thirteen?
PSYCHO ORANGE: Asian card game, I'll teach you someday.
BLAZE: You're Asian, Psy?
PSYCHO ORANGE: I could be, our creator hasn't decided yet.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Anyone else hear something collapse?
running through corridors, he knew they would find
BLAZE: his Lucky Charms. They're always after his Lucky Charms.
Sonic sooner or later and pressed a button on the console beside him and a fleet of Badniks went to find them............
ALL: Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun...
and destroy them.
ALL: DUN NAH!
"This way guys"
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as character) I think my full spot is here!
Johnny Lightfoot,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Johnny) Must people always point out my foot condition?
one of the Freedom Fighters shouted, looking closely at the monitor which showed where Sonic was.
BLAZE: Silly rabbit, you'll wreck your eyes like that.
A blip on the monitor signalled
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Someone was being a potty mouth.
Sonic's communicator and they were trying to follow it.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as random character) It went left.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Left, right.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Left then right?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: No no, left. Left.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Left then left again?
BLAZE: POLYESTER!
PSYCHO ORANGE: AH! Gotcha.
They had encountered the Badniks a few minutes earlier and took no time at all to dispose of them and soon all that was left was a pile of scrap metal.
BLAZE: INTENSE. FIGHTING. ACTION!
Robotnik cursed silently,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (*sighs*) Such potty mouths.
then looked over again at the monitor showing Sonic, who was still strapped to the table and was weakening steadily.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Can you do that?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: You're thinking in the fic again.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Damnit!
Robotnik didn't bother to stay, he knew that there was no chance of Sonic making it, so he
BLAZE: did it for him. Children can really be stupid when it comes to baking a cake.
climbed into an escape pod
NEGATIVE ANGEL: After much effort and a ton of butter.
and left the complex.
"Ok guys" Johnny said,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Johnny) Who took my full stop?
looking at the monitor on his wrist "he should be in here" They were outside a large metal door, it didn't take long for them to open it,
BLAZE: Man these Freedom Fighters are good. No wonder Robotnik wants to get rid of them so badly.
but when they got inside they stood in shock.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as shock) Get out of me, your shoes hurt!
The room was lit with a dim light, but
PSYCHO ORANGE: That was being silly.
one area was focused in particular.
BLAZE: They were gonna go crazy Broadway style!
It was a large metal table, next to it was a large machine with a multitude of wires coming out of it. It hummed incessantly, a small 'beep' emitting every few seconds.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Potty mouthed thing. There are children in the audience.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Enough already, Neggy.
Lying on the table, wires all over him and completely still, was Sonic. Immediately they all ran over to him and took in what they could see.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as random character) Dude! Look at that, he's drooling in his sleep!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Let's put his hand in a bowl of warm water.
BLAZE: Oh! Can we? Please?
Sonic was deathly still, chest rising slowly.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Stuff falling, that could suggest breathing!
In the silence that followed, you could hear him struggling to breathe. His entire body was covered with these wires and
BLAZE: they were all... WIRE-LIKE! It was insane, man. So horribly insane!
Amy pulled them off as fast as she could, not stopping until
PSYCHO ORANGE: She got bored and played more poker.
none remained.
After that they stood silently for what seemed like an
eternity, hoping
NEGATIVE ANGEL: That this was the end of the fic.
BLAZE: Oh please yes!
for something to happen, but it didn't. Tekno glanced
BLAZE: at her watch and sighed. She was late for band practise.
over at the machine,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Tekno) Ohhh, buttons!
BLAZE: (as Tekno) Hey, what does 'on' mean?
seeing the small blip cross a screen. She recognised it as a
NEGATIVE ANGEL: censor blip, and slapped Sonic upside the head for swearing in front of children.
heartbeat recorder and saw that Sonic's pulse was weakening, she told this to Amy and they both looked at the still form of Sonic.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Amy) So he's gonna die soon?
BLAZE: (as Tekno) Pretty much.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Amy) ... Should we... do something?
BLAZE: (as Tekno) Wanna play poker?
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Amy) SURE! I'm dealing.
But suddenly they saw the blip go faster, with each second it speeded up and they held their breath in hope that something would happen.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: They sure wait around for things to happen a lot, don't they?
BLAZE: What? They think everything's gonna be handed to them on a silver platter? Get stuffed!
PSYCHO ORANGE: I'm hungry...
And it did.
ALL: Oh wow!
Sonic's
BLAZE: head exploded.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: ALL RIGHT! I love this fic!
PSYCHO ORANGE: Now I'm really hungry...
eyes opened, stopping at halfway. His breathing was still rushed, irregular, but he was
PSYCHO ORANGE: wearing his thick p--
NEGATIVE ANGEL: What did I say?!
PSYCHO ORANGE: OH COME ON! That was wide open!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Yeah, for perverted minds!
awake. His gaze fell upon the whole group and Amy walked up to him and they all watched as he tried to speak.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Sonic) AH! THE ANGEL OF DEATH! I thought I had thwarted your deathly grasp!
PSYCHO ORANGE: Since when were you in the fic, Neggy?
"Help me guys, the blood, it's all over me" he said.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) Darn knife slipped while I was making a sandwich. It's kinda funny now that I think about it.
His voice was choked and his body shuddered, Amy put a hand on his shoulder "Sonic,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Amy) Did you take my full stop? You can tell me, I won't hurt you.
there's no blood, what are you talking about?" she was scared at what he said, and
NEGATIVE ANGEL: the fact that the fic was still going.
what his voice sounded like.
BLAZE: He sounded like... Steve Urkle!
[ALL scream]
Sonic shuddered again "I stabbed myself, it hurts, I'm dyi..........." At this he broke down and cried openly, his body shuddering with each sob that came through.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Sonic) I can't believe it! There's no escaping this fic!
Amy turned back to Tekno
PSYCHO ORANGE: Now that's a neat party trick.
"what's he talking about?"
"I think I know Amy" Tekno replied "I think
BLAZE: (as Tekno) He's finally lost his marbles.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) There was a green one, and a red one, and one with those cool swirly things inside, and a round one...
what Robotnik may have been doing was using a Chaotic Dream Device, what it does is send the Mobian into a dream state where the dreams turn into Nightmares and they can actually experience pain, but instead of waking up, their life signs weaken until they die"
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Wow, pretty smart for an animal that smashes into windows and flies across the road when cars are coming.
BLAZE: You've noticed that, too? It's insane how birds play chicken.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Do you want to be hurt, Blaze?
Amy looked back at Sonic, who was still sobbing openly, she put her hand on his arm and he looked at her, then
BLAZE: screamed bloody murder and passed out. Amy can be quite freaky first thing after waking up.
at his chest. And seeing no blood, stopped crying and was silent.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) Crud, I just made a complete arse of myself, didn't I?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Amy) I told you that wasn't water.
He tried to sit up, but was
BLAZE: drunk beyond belief.
tied down with belts, these were undone and he was helped to a sitting position,
PSYCHO ORANGE: where he promptly fell back and laughed hysterically. The pink elephants were back again, and they needed him to lead the parade.
NEGATIVE ANGEL Speaking from experience, Psy?
PSYCHO ORANGE: No one told me it was chardonnay!
he still breathed with difficulty and was in a state of shock from what he had seen.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) Amy... touching me... it was death! DEATH!
"Man, I feel weird" he eventually said, putting one hand to his head.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Sonic) What did you do, replace my drinking water with vodka?
Johnny spoke up "I think we need to get him checked out".
PSYCHO ORANGE: AH! It's the rogue full stop!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: It jumped the fence!
Expecting the usual 'I don't need to be checked' by Sonic,
BLAZE: a classic novel kids in high school are forced to read for their exams.
he was shocked when Sonic said nothing, and just stared at the wall, then putting his hands over his face and shaking his head over and over again "what'd he do to me" he said, his voice muffled.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: So who's this, Johnny?
BLAZE: I thought it was Tekno.
PSYCHO ORANGE: FOOLS! It was Robotnik.
BLAZE and NEGATIVE ANGEL: Ahhhhh...
Amy nodded and glanced at Sonic again "can you stand?" she asked him, Sonic nodded and stood up,
PSYCHO ORANGE: They sure nod a lot. What are they, head bangers?
nearly falling as the blood rushed to his head,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Silly hedgehog, you walk with your feet, not your knees.
making him light headed and dizzy, his limbs felt weak and his vision blurred.
BLAZE: Welcome to Sonic's acid trip.
Johnny picked him up, feeling Sonic go limp and relaxed, and
PSYCHO ORANGE: he wondered how Sonic could relax if he hadn't laxed in the first place?
they left the compound.
When they got outside Sonic's eyes blinked in the bright light,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: HISS! The light!
adjusting to the change, they walked over to where the Tornado, Tails' bi-Plane stood, and climbed in, Amy rummaged in the back and found a blanket, Johnny placed Sonic down, who in spite of the warm summer sun was clearly shivering, and as soon as the blanket was placed on him, Sonic was instantly asleep.
BLAZE: I wish I could fall asleep that quickly.
It wasn't a long journey, but seemed to be. Sonic, who lay asleep at the back of the plane,
PSYCHO ORANGE: Defied the laws of physics and STAYED on the plane's tail, without any ropes.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Physics? In the Sonic universe? What are you, so sort of crazy person?
shivered every few seconds and could be heard murmuring to himself once in a while, but what he said couldn't be heard.
BLAZE: So how did they know he was murmuring something?
Amy was worried, something had happened to Sonic.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: NO! Really? As if!
when they had found him, he was so different from the hedgehog she knew, usually
PSYCHO ORANGE: Small, and brown. And then he went crazy and dyed his fur blue and started taking speed and running around naked like a lunatic. It was madness!
arrogant and annoying, but with a sense of self-respect that would last for
NEGATIVE ANGEL: a minute and three seconds.
eternity. But, when he had just broken down and cried openly, it was as if Sonic, had
BLAZE: forgotten his grammar lessons. (*sighs*)
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Was showing emotions. Sonic Team is going to have KITTENS when they find out!
disappeared and been replaced with.......
ALL: Dun dun dun dun dun...
something completely different,
ALL: DUN NUH!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Heaven forbid he was replaced with something completely the same.
so different from him that it seemed alien.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Heh, that's funny. 'cause they're really are aliens in human terms and... ah you two are dense!
She had never seen Sonic cry before, sometimes she thought he never would, whatever Robotnik had done to him had shocked him to the core of his very body and soul.
BLAZE: Sonic's an apple? Wow...
She glanced over at him, seeing his face, in his sleep he was biting
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Sonic) I hate you, and this damn plane, and I hate you too and--
PSYCHO ORANGE: Um, Neggy? It said biting, not... you know...
NEGATIVE ANGEL: What? Oh, my bad. It's so dark in here.
BLAZE: You are half blind.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: And I do carry a sword.
[BLAZE inches away from NEGATIVE ANGEL]
his lip, and a small drop of blood ran down his lip.
He was dreaming again, she knew that, and she had a feeling it wasn't pleasant.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) No... No! Get away from me, Amy! Please, not the pink paint on my wall!
PSYCHO ORANGE: Oh that is a nightmare.
"Johnny?"
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Heeeerrreeee's JOHNNY!"yeah Amy?" Johnny said, getting up from his seat and walking
to her, she pointed at Sonic, who was still squirming in his sleep,
lightly murmuring words which she could not hear. "I think we should
wake him up"
"you sure Amy?, he might
NEGATIVE ANGEL: notice my comma is in the wrong place.
need the rest"
"Johnny!" she said angrily
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Amy) Stop taking everyone's full stops. Just because you didn't get any doesn't mean you can take them.
BLAZE: (as Amy) What did I say about caring about Sonic? He's an idiot, if we show compassion he'll follow us everywhere and never leave us alone. Do you really want that?
"look at him, whatever Robotnik did to him is
BLAZE: not working. Go kill him!
still affecting him, we have to help!"
Johnny took another look at Sonic
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Johnny) Aw, do we have to?
and nodded, he moved to Sonic's side and gently shook him by the shoulder.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: WAKE UP SONIC! EARTHQUAKE! (*fathoms shaking something*)
PSYCHO ORANGE: I hate it when you do that!
For a moment it had no effect, until Sonic
PSYCHO ORANGE: died.
suddenly awoke and sat bolt upright, knocking Johnny out of the way.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) GET AWAY FROM ME, NESQUIK BUNNY! I HATE WHITE MILK AND-- Oh hi Johnny.
He didn't even look at Johnny, or Amy, but just seemed to stare into space, closing his eyes again as if he was asleep, but still sat upright.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Okay, let me get this right. He stared into space, but with his eyes closed?
BLAZE: (as Sonic) Why is it so dark in space?
A tear slid down his cheek and dropped onto the floor of the plane, he moved his hand and wiped the trail where it had run, away, then stood up and just moved to another side of the plane.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Wooooow, look how high we are! (*fathoms spitting over the edge*)
For a moment he just stood there, and then, with one fluid movement, climbed onto the side of the plane.............
ALL: Dun dun dun dun dun dun...
and jumped off.
[ALL gaped at the screen]
PSYCHO ORANGE: Holy...
NEGATIVE ANGEL: I LOVE THIS FIC! Can I get a printout of this one, Flame? I love you!
BLAZE: Watch me fly, Daddy! Watch me fly!
"SONIC!!!!!!!" Amy shouted, Tails looked and saw Sonic falling, making no attempt to slow down,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Tails) Thank goodness, I thought we'd never get rid of him.
usually when something like this happened, Sonic would change into Super Sonic and would be able to fly above the ground, using the power contained within him. But
BLAZE: He had left his power at home that morning.
now he just kept on falling.
Tails gripped his hands on the joystick of the plane and was
about to aim it straight down, when a thought occurred to him. If he
did this, he would
NEGATIVE ANGEL: be killed by the others for saving Sonic. So he flew lower so they could get a good view of Sonic impacting with the ground. There was much rejoicing after the event.
most probably kill the others in the attempt to help Sonic.
ALL: DO IT! DOOOOOOO ITTTTTTT!!!!
"Johnny!" he shouted above the roar of the engine "take over, I gotta get Sonic!" Johnny nodded and took the stick,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Johnny) It's always Johnny this and Johnny that. If it weren't for me these losers would have died from locking themselves in the bathroom.
Tails jumped off and for a moment was falling also, but then, whirling the twin tails which gave him his name,
BLAZE: (as the tails) We shall name him... Tails. (*places pinky finger near her mouth*)
started to fly downwards, the 2 tails now resembling helicopter rotors.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: They were having an identity crisis.
It was a race against time, Sonic was heading towards the ground, head first, it was a great distance to the ground, Tails knew, and if he hit it at that velocity, well,
PSYCHO ORANGE: it would be kinda neat to watch.
there would be no hope. So he flew as fast as he could,
BLAZE: He had to get there fast if he wanted to get a good view.
it would not be long before he would tire but even then, he would keep on going.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Persistent, isn't he?
PSYCHO ORANGE: Let's go kill him.
Only around 100 feet from the ground, he finally
BLAZE: Gave up and went to find a soda shop.
caught up with Sonic and caught him in his arms, cradling him carefully as he flew back up to the plane, as he did,
PSYCHO ORANGE: he plotted to toss him overboard again, just for laughs.
he wondered why Sonic had jumped, had what Robotnik done to him, made him so afraid that he would want to take his own life.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Killed his family
PSYCHO ORANGE: Bah! I'll keep going!
BLAZE: Destroyed the planet?
PSYCHO ORANGE: Walk in the park.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Flashed a Gumby figurine at him?
PSYCHO ORANGE: AH! MUST DIE! (*fathoms jumping*)
He glanced down at Sonic, seeing the reason for Sonic's jump, for Sonic, who still lay in Tails' arms, was
BLAZE: gnawing at his arm so he could get away from the freak.
soundly asleep and had been dreaming again, Tails had been scared,
PSYCHO ORANGE: the little rat tried to kill himself, but he was only sleeping. Tails decided to see how funny it would be to see Sonic's reaction when he wakes up with a knife in his chest.
scared that Sonic had really wanted to die, but was now relieved slightly when he saw that what Sonic had done, had not been of his conscious mind.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Sonic has a mind?
But he was still worried, what would have scared Sonic so much in his dreams, that he would nearly kill himself in real life.
BLAZE: They sure think a lot in this fic. Heaven forbid they try to figure it out for real.
He finally got up to the plane and landed in, breathing heavily from the exertion
PSYCHO ORANGE: H--
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Psycho... do you want me to bash you one?
PSYCHO ORANGE: ... no...
he had just taken and stood there, Johnny climbed out of the pilot seat, setting the controls to autopilot and
BLAZE: BLEW OFF THE PLANE! LISTEN TO ME!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Calm down...
walked up with the others to where Tails still stood, Sonic in his arms.
"Tails!, are you okay?"
"I'm fine guys,
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Johnny) Wrong answer. Off you go! (*fathoms tossing something over*)
I know why Sonic jumped though" the group looked puzzled until he showed them Sonic,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Thus traumatising them.
who was still asleep. "he musta been sleepwalking"
Tekno spoke up "I think
BLAZE: you mean 'sleep sky-diving.'
you're right Tails, we all know Sonic wouldn't kill himself, but he must have been doing it in his dream"
PSYCHO ORANGE: I'm starting to hate this bird. She keeps repeating what the author's already written FIVE TIMES!
Tails nodded and laid Sonic again on the floor of the plane and placed the blanket on him.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Johnny) Um, Tails? You're not suppose to cover his face like that...
Sonic slept fitfully for the rest of the trip, squirming in his sleep.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) Tails touched me! Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew...
He was dreaming again, what Robotnik had done to him however, was not causing this dream, but instead, had opened up a flood of memories that Sonic had hoped would stay in the depths of his mind.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Bah, I'm sure they would have stayed there even after a lobotomy.
He saw past battles, he saw when he had transformed into Super Sonic and had nearly killed his friends,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Who's this Super Sonic character? I like him already.
BLAZE: You would...
he saw numerous enemies he had faced. Then they all dissipated and
NEGATIVE ANGEL: the big word confused Psy.
PSYCHO ORANGE: It did not!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: What does it mean, then?
PSYCHO ORANGE: ... Shut up!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: I love that shut up comeback, it only proves you're a moron.
he saw a face he knew so well, then it disappeared and he fell into a
BLAZE: well.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Lassie) Not again...
dreamless sleep.
When the plane stopped, he was aware of movement, but lay
there, eyes closed, breathing regular and steady.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Don't little kids do that so their parents would carry them into the house after a long trip, and they don't have to carry anything?
PSYCHO ORANGE: That's the one trick all children know automatically.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Never had the chance to do it to my parents. My parents abandoned me when I was two weeks old.
BLAZE: My mum died from childbirth...
PSYCHO ORANGE: Humans killed my parents. Humans killed even my adoptive parents.
[ALL sigh sadly]
To look at him right now, you would think he was merely sleeping, he knew that if he opened his eyes, his friends would not pursue the subject, unless he wanted to.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Shut up, can't you see we're sulking here?!
He dozed off again, for when he opened his eyes next he knew he was not in the bi-plane. He blinked for a second, adjusting to the bright light that was now shining down on him.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) AH! HEAVEN! I don't want to be smithed by God!
A large figure leant over him, shielding the light, and for a brief moment, he thought he was back in Robotnik's lab again and squeezed his eyes tight and lashed out with his arms.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Sonic's arms) Lash lash lash!
He heard Amy's voice, telling him to stop, but it was as if
PSYCHO ORANGE: He didn't care about what Amy had to say to him.
his body wouldn't respond, just the fear kept him going on and on, he was dimly aware of being held down, but he kept lashing out. Finally
BLAZE: everyone got fed up and stab him in the eye.
he felt something sharp in his arm, and all his muscles went limp and his vision became even more blurred, until he finally let it take a hold and he fell once again into a fitful sleep.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Whoa, you were right, Blaze!
BLAZE: Naturally.
Amy Rose and the rest of the gang stepped back as Sonic stopped moving and lay still, most
NEGATIVE ANGEL: likely dead.
would have bruises from being knocked against a table or wall when Sonic had woken up,
PSYCHO ORANGE: Sonic's a violent little thing, isn't he?
he had lashed out and had only stopped when the doctor had used a sedative on him. Now he just lay there, seeming to be asleep.
BLAZE: Well DUH! You've just pumped him full of sedatives, of course he's gonna be asleep!
The trip back to the base in the Emerald Hill Zone was quiet, Sonic was once again sleeping, with the blanket over him, and didn't seem to be dreaming, he didn't squirm about or murmur, but he still seemed distant.
BLAZE: He's asleep. He's asleep. Why can't they see that?
PSYCHO ORANGE: There there, Blaze.
Half-way through the trip Sonic woke up, he blinked a few times, trying to clear a fog which seemed to settle over his eyes, when it cleared he could see the others sitting in the plane,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: And panicked. He thought they were all just figments of the nightmares that plagued him.
his arm ached where the sedative had been injected and his head throbbed, but apart from that he felt
BLAZE: peachy-keen.
fine. Until he tried to get up.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Stupid hedgehog.
He wasn't even half-way up before 2 things happened. The first being Amy, who was the nearest to him,
BLAZE: freaked Sonic to the point where he tried to jump out of the plane again.
hearing his movement and turning around, the second was a feeling of nausea which immediately made him lie down again, making small choking noises.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as nausea) Oh crud, I feel sick again. (*she curls up into a ball and trembles*)
Amy got up and moved to the back of the plane, kneeling
down beside Sonic.
"Sonic, are you okay?" she asked him, concerned. He tried
to get up again,
BLAZE: (as Sonic) GET AWAY FROM ME!
and Amy pushed him down, the feeling of nausea swept over him again and he fought hard not to throw up. Johnny saw this and
PSYCHO ORANGE: laughed. Sonic was such a loser it was almost comical.
also moved to the back of the plane, fishing around in a small bag until he found a small bottle of water and gave it to Amy.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Sure it wasn't a small Amy?
She opened it and gave it to Sonic, he gripped it with his
BLAZE: ears.
hands eagerly
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) WATER! I didn't know it was treat time already!
and tried to drink, but was either too tired or weak to get a good hold and would have dropped it if Amy had not grabbed it.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Amy sighing) You STILL can't hold a bottle of water? Honestly, Sonic. I have to do everything for you.
She then helped Sonic to drink it, at that very moment, Sonic didn't care about his image, and was just filled with a sense of pride and happiness, that he had such good friends, he hadn't felt like this in a long time.
BLAZE: (as Sonic) Kill me now. Please?
When he had finished drinking, the cool water soothing his throat, which had felt parched, he suddenly felt tired again and his eyes closed shut, in spite of him fighting to keep them open, Amy placed the bottle of water away and Johnny put the blanket back over Sonic.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Johnny) NOW can we kill him? Please?
They watched for a few minutes, Sonic slept peacefully, not struggling or murmuring, but just sleeping, chest rising with each breath.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Did you all get that? He's sleeping. Don't force me to repeat myself, it's bad for my health.
BLAZE: You stole that line from Duo! I was gonna steal it, you cheater!
It wasn't long before they got back to the base in the Emerald Hill Zone.
PSYCHO ORANGE: They were STILL flying to their base? (*goes to check how many pages are left, then starts crying*) I want to go home!
Johnny once again carried Sonic from the plane,
BLAZE: and dropped him.
trying not to wake him, feeling that he needed to rest.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Th--
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Psy...
They got Sonic to his bed without him waking up and made sure he was okay.
BLAZE: (as Johnny) HEY SONIC! ARE YOU OKAY?!
Sonic slept for a long time, hardly stirring, he did dream again, but this time his dreams weren't of Robotnik, but places and people from his past, when one dream ended, another began and he wanted to wake up, but for some reason, couldn't.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: It could be from the sleeping gas slowly seeping into his room...
Sonic wasn't sure when he did wake up. He blinked furiously trying to clear his blurred vision.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) Ohhh, keg-parties are NOT a good idea after a car accident.
When it did clear, he saw a small plate by his bed, it had
BLAZE: long sharp teeth and claws, and bloodshot eyes and it was drooling. It came after Sonic and ate his greasy head. The end.
food on it, but Sonic wasn't hungry. He slowly got up, but felt sick again and was forced to lie down.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: I don't see anyone holding a gun to his head, so he wasn't forced.
Instead he reached for a small book underneath the bed, it
PSYCHO ORANGE: was a por--
NEGATIVE ANGEL: I'll hurt you, don't think I won't!
had no lock on it, but he kept it hidden, no-one except him had ever seen it, well, him, and
PSYCHO ORANGE: Maybe his first girlfriend.
the person who had given it to him, he took a small pencil and started to write in it. When he was finished his eyes were damp and small blots stained the page. He took out a photo from the back and gazed at it for what seemed like an eternity.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic snickering) Heh, girls...
NEGATIVE ANGEL: DIE SCUM!
PSYCHO ORANGE: AH! Big words, don't hurt me! (*he cowers in his seat*)
Suddenly he heard footsteps coming from outside. He quickly
BLAZE: reached over for his baseball bat...
put the book back under the bed and shut his eyes, he wasn't sleeping though, just waiting to find out who it was.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: The sneaky little bugger.
BLAZE: Heh, I do that all the time when you guys are cooking breakfast.
PSYCHO ORANGE: That's it; tomorrow I get to jump on your bed, Matchbox.
BLAZE: NOOOO!
Johnny and Amy entered the room and saw Sonic sleeping, they walked in quietly,
BLAZE: forgetting that they had already walked in NOISILY!
trying not to wake him, they had all been extremely
PSYCHO ORANGE: pleased.
worried since they had found Sonic in Robotnik's base and had been shocked
NEGATIVE ANGEL: that he had somehow survived and that they had to bring him home again.
with the events that had happened since.
BLAZE: (as Amy) He ate a WHOLE cheesecake, I'm not lying.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Johnny) Oh yeah? I once saw Sonic eat two cheesecakes.
BLAZE: (as Amy) Wow! Wish I was there!
Since they had brought him back they had thought of nothing else except
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Nachos.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (*whimpering*) I want some Nachossssss...
BLAZE: I want some cheese. That's all, just cheese.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Stop that, you're making me hungry.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: You're always hungry.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Yeah, 'cause you guys are always talking about food.
whether Sonic was going to be okay. Every time they had passed by his small room, they had looked in, most of the time he was gently sleeping, but even when he had been dreaming and they had tried to wake him, they couldn't.
BLAZE: Ah just leave the poor guy alone already. He's been through enough.
"I can hear you, y'know" he finally said, eyes still closed, Johnny and Amy walked up to the bed.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Johnny) Oh crap he's still alive! Give me the pillow, Amy!
Sonic opened his eyes and propped himself up on one of the pillows
BLAZE: AHH! ZOMBIE!
"Hi Sonic, you feeling better?" Johnny said
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) Get away from me and I'll do back flips in joy.
"Yeah, I guess, how long did I sleep then?" he asked, reaching for the glass of water on the table and slowly drinking it
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Sonic) Ew... warm water, ick...
"You've been out 2 days Sonic" Johnny said, then smiled
BLAZE: (as Johnny) Best damn two days of my life.
"guess y'needed the rest then"
"Man" Sonic said,
PSYCHO ORANGE: No, rabbit. Ra-b-bit.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Good boy, Psy!
PSYCHO ORANGE: Well, you kn-- HEY!
placing his hand to his head in a joking gesture
BLAZE: (as Sonic) I slay me!
"2 days, what'd ya do to me" he laughed slightly,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Amy) Well I wanted to slit your throat, but Tails reckoned you still owed him money, so we just knocked you over the head with a brick.
covering up his real feelings at the time, he couldn't let them know, no-one knew, he wanted to keep it that way, not to open old wounds.
PSYCHO ORANGE: Youse never gets my precioussss...
Amy smiled at him "you wanna get up Sonic?" she asked,
BLAZE: NO! Don't do it, Sonic. It's a trick!
Sonic got up slower this time, not feeling sick this time, he swayed a bit as the blood rushed to his head,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: this time.
but was fine.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: This time.
With Amy and Johnny's help he walked out of his room and soon was outside.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: This time.
BLAZE: Stop it.
Tails and Tekno were there as well, Tails was practising his flying and Tekno was relaxing on a deckchair,
PSYCHO ORANGE: Heartlessly mocking Tails.
all were enjoying the boiling summer day
BLAZE: AHHH! MY SKIN! AH!
"Man"
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Woman.
Sonic said after a pause "glad I don't have fur, Tails must be boiling!"
PSYCHO ORANGE: Naked all the way, people!
Tails heard his voice and when he saw Sonic,
BLAZE: he screamed bloody murder and went for his bazooka.
swooped down and ran over to Sonic, then hugged him until
NEGATIVE ANGEL: he realised who he was touching and promptly gagged himself with a gun.
Sonic was sure he couldn't breathe, just as he felt like he was going to pass out, Tails let go
PSYCHO ORANGE: Oh ew, Tails!
[BLAZE is laughing her head off]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Ah now she's never going to stop laughing...
"Sonic!" he exclaimed loudly "you're okay,
BLAZE: (from between giggles) DAMN!
I was real worried 'bout you"
NEGATIVE ANGEL: (as Tails) So where's my money?
"Hey pixel brain, you don't have to worry about me" Sonic said, trying to cover up the sadness in his voice
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) I lied. Worry about me, I crave love!
NEGATIVE ANGEL: I'm telling you Sonic Team's gonna have kittens when they find this fic. Sonic showing emotions is a bad thing.
"you know I'm cool"
BLAZE: Yeah right, you wish.
For the next hour or two they all relaxed, Sonic and Tails had races with each other, Sonic won every time of course, even though, his mind wasn't really on it.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: In other words it was a typical summer's day in Emerald Hill Zone!
It was late in the afternoon when
PSYCHO ORANGE: They were brutally attacked by--
BLAZE: BEES!
PSYCHO ORANGE: I was going to say nuclear warheads, but we'll do things your way.
they retreated back into the base when an unexpected shower took place,
NEGATIVE ANGEL: AH! NAKED FURS! (*covers her eyes*)
BLAZE: They mean rain.
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Oh no, I'm not falling for that old trick.
Sonic was feeling tired again, but didn't tell the others, knowing they would be all sympathetic, and he didn't want that.
PSYCHO ORANGE: (as Sonic) No no, love me damnit!
He was listening to Tails telling the others something,
BLAZE: (as Tails) SOMETHING!
NEGATIVE ANGEL and PSYCHO ORANGE: (as others) Ahhhh...
as he sat there, his head slowly reached the table and his body relaxed, he tried to keep awake, but eventually fell asleep again.
[PSYCHO ORANGE suddenly falls out of his seat]
NEGATIVE ANGEL: There goes his blood-sugar levels... Can I kick him?
BLAZE: How about we drag him outside before he starts having a seizure?
NEGATIVE ANGEL: Couldn't we...
BLAZE: Next time. I'm not reading this fic unless he suffers too.
[both drag PSYCHO ORANGE out of the theatre]
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