Manic the Hedgehog (Unfinished)

Chapter seventeen - Party Crashers

" Good Evening citizens of Mobius!" A familiar news reporter began as she stood outside of a large building. Many mobians, including herself, were all dressed sharply waiting outside and anxious to go in." This is Stella Harp live from the Hall of Heros located in the city of Kronos. Today is a historic event as it is this town's first act to honor the world's fastest and daring hero, Sonic the hedgehog, who will be making an appearance here tonight. It has been exactly seven years since the reign of Doctor Robotnik had been stopped by Sonic himself, making his name truly known throughout Mobius. Ever since then, he has been constantly fighting for our freedom to this day- "

Meanwhile, standing on top the large building stood Manic alone, wearing a black and green tuxedo. The rest of the team was still out finding something to blend in with. Manic glanced down at those who were waiting outside the building.
"Dang, this place is more packed than I thought it'd be." Manic mumbled as he watched the multitudes wait anxiously.  " Okay,  just stick with the plan, stick to the plan...." Manic said trying to calm himself down." It's a very good plan... You came up with it after all..." He folded his hands together with a nodded. But who was he convincing? His mind just wouldn't shut up. The 'what ifs' just kept getting worse." Ugghh!- Come on Manic pull yourself together! You've pulled off some schemes a thousand  times worse than this! Everything is gonna work out fine."
" Uhhhh, are you okay?" Mikey's voice came suddenly.
Manic was spooked hearing him suddenly, then turned around to see the lemur climb up the fire escape and onto the roof.
Manic caught his breath,. " Oh.. Hey Mikey. Yeah I'm fine. " Manic tried to think of something else. He took notice of what Mikey was wearing and rose an eyebrow. He had on a dark purple tuxedo with a green under shirt and red bow tie. Ontop his head was one of those old fashioned reporter hats which was what caught his attention. " ... Where'd you find that get up?" Manic asked.
" Isn't it cool! " Mikey exclaimed." There's this awesome costume shop down the street!" Mikey geeked. " I'm pretty positive this is the Jokers jacket, and I have no clue who's hat this is, but I like it! It's all part of my plan for keeping Sonic distracted. "
" Hey, whatever works." Manic shrugged then turned to look down at the crowd again.
Mikey's grin disappeared slowly as he squinted his eyes, something was obviously bugging Manic. Mikey was about ready to say something then-
Clang! Crash!
" Damn it, shush!" A familiar voice swore from below. Mikey looked down at the alley and saw Tag there, along with a few trash cans that were now knocked over that weren't before.
" Here comes Tag." Mikey stated. Manic went over to the corner Mikey stood and looked down. There was Tag, picking up the trash cans quickly then began climbing up the fire escape. He appeared to be wearing a red and black tuxedo. Tag looked like he was still trying to knot the tie as he walked up the fire escape, soon he was at the ladder. Manic and Mikey stepped back so he could climb up.
Manic smirked once he got a good look at Tag. " So I see the chauffeur lost his way again, huh? Sorry but the cars are down there." He joked.
Tag frowned at Manic, and was getting very aggravated with the tie he still couldn't knot. " I don't wanna hear it... He was the first guy I saw with a suit on alright? "
".... So you seriously just.. mugged the chauffeur of his suit?.." Manic rose an eyebrow.
Tag wasn't amused." The guy wasn't doing his job anyway, will you look at these streets! Just look at them! " He exasperated gesturing toward the streets where cars were parked all over the place." ... Trust me he had it coming to him." He scowled, finally giving up on the tie all together and just tossed it on the ground.
" Sooooooo, because he didn't do his job right he deserved to get his clothes stolen?" Mikey squinted an eye.
Tag frowned. " Like you have any room to talk,' scoop'? Steal your hat from that reporter down there? "
" Heeeeey! Don't hate on the hat! " Mikey wined gripping his hat tightly on his head. " I got it from a costume shop!"
" Well it looks stupid .." Tag spat." What year do you think it is? 1965? "
Mikey's lip quivered. " MAANIIIC! Tag's insulting my haaaaat! " He whined.
Tag just stared at Mikey and shook his head mouthing 'You're so pathetic'.
" Tag, be nice to the kid..." Manic said bluntly with his back turned.
Tag frowned. " Snitch.." He whispered.
" Least I didn't strip someone for my suit." Mikey mumbled.
" THAT'S it!" Tag snapped. He grabbed Mikey by his bow tie and was ready to throw a punch.
Manic groaned and held his hands up defensively." Guys! Come on! Cool it! You're gonna get us caught! " Manic growled.
" But Mira isn't even here yet." Mikey shrugged as if that was an excuse. Whatever look of fear he had on his face three seconds ago had completely vanished.
".......... Where IS Mira anyways?" Tag let go of Mikey with a shove and walked over to the edge of the building to look down at the alley. " She should of been here by now. "
" Don't worry,  she'll be here any minute..." Manic said patting Tag's back.