The Everyday Life of Sonic and Friends

Talk About Low-Budget Dining

Sonic the Hedgehog quickly scanned his collection of nine playing cards before saying, "Go fish," and hiding a card on his lap. The doorbell rang and Tails answered mid-game, "Come in!"

Shadow shut the door behind himself and closed his umbrella. "Heck of a storm out there," he commented, but no one seemed to notice. Tails shrugged and said to Sonic, "Go fish," Big gripped his fishing pole and perked up, but quickly realised it was a game. Walking toward the table, Shadow asked the group, "Weren't Silver and Blaze supposed to make dinner for us all?"

At the mention of the situation, Sonic flattened his cards on the table and said, "Yeah, they were. But they're broke." Blaze walked into the room. She rolled her eyes and rested a hand upon the back of Silver's chair. "We're only broke because somebody thought it was cool to be in his super form for hours on end." Silver was leaning forward, pressing his face against the table. He moaned, "I couldn't wait until we actually needed a miracle." Blaze crossed her arms and replied, "Well, now we do. You sucked us dry of our ring supply."

Silver looked up and slammed his fist on the table. "Okay, fine! You guys want food? I'll give you food. How do peanut butter tortillas sound?" Sonic and Tails made disgusted faces. Blaze responded, "Silver, you know how the last one turned out! Let me do it," Silver yelled, "Fine!" Blaze started walking away.

"Aren't you gonna give me some advice?" Silver asked in a low voice. Blaze turned back. "What?" Silver explained, "You know, when the warrior princess leaves the young hero behind, she has to give some advice." Although confused, Blaze still searched for something. "Um, don't drink olive oil?"

She left the room.

Silver crossed his arms and looked away from everywhere else. He started sweating. He quickly looked to the bottle of olive oil in the middle of the table. Shadow limped over and asked, "Is there anywhere I can sit?" Sonic noticed the crutches. "Whoah, Shad! What happened to your leg!?" Shadow facepalmed and told the story.

"Remember our race last week? While Silver was running around in the race track's parking lot, we raced in our super forms. At least, you did. Your score counter went to 9999 when you went super and shot out as a bolt of lightning. The blast sent me flying into the air and onto the track. While you were celebrating, I crawled my way to the hospital."

Sonic blushed. "Oh, sorry! Sometimes I'm just so full of myself--" "So where can I sit?" he was asked again. Sonic shrugged and pointed to an empty chair beside Silver. Shadow scooted it out and tried to sit down. Before he could, Silver hissed. He stared nervously at the olive oil. Blaze walked into the room. "Alright, I've brought the tor--"

Silver knocked his chair onto the floor and dove onto the table. He grabbed the bottle and started chugging it. "SILVER, NO!!!" screamed Blaze. She tried to take the olive oil away from him, but he wouldn't let go. He let out a massive belch before falling onto the floor. As he rolled, he smashed the bottle against the wall. Broken glass flew everywhere as olive oil dripped into Silver's eyes. He shed a few tears, then he passed out.

Blaze rushed to him and opened his eyes. They were red. She immediately dialed "911" on her cell phone. Sonic argued, "So he snapped and got olive oil in his eyes. There's no need for an ambulance!"

...

The men from the ambulance placed Silver on a stretcher, carrying him inside. "I hope he'll be okay," wished Blaze. Sonic performed his sub-nasal digital movement and replied, "He'll be fine."

...

"He's not fine," informed the doctor. Sonic asked, "How bad is it?" The doctor cleared his throat and answered, "Well, let's see here... his eyes are blood red, he's unconscious, and he may or may not have irreversible brain damage." Suddenly, Cream gasped. "Where's cheese?" Blaze saw him at the end of the hallway. "There he is!"