When it started...
Sonic's P.O.VMonday: I was sitting on a park bench, letting the damp air cool my skin as I take in the scenery. So few days I get moments like this, ever since Eggman's been on an inventing spree. I watch people walk by: on their way home, to work, to the store, to their ordinary lives. How I envy them. Just once- "SONIC!!" I turn my head as Tails' is running towards me. "What's up little bro?" I ask. "Guess what Sonic?" he exclaims with a huge grin on his face, "I just created something really useful!" "Really? What?" I ask worriedly. "A giant battle robot named Fred!" he shouts with joy. "Fred?" I ask. "Something that just popped into my head just now." he answers. "What would we do with a gigantic battle robot?" I ask some more. "It's for those huge robots Eggman makes sometimes. What do you think?" he asks excitedly. "Great work little bro." I answer. He's been going at this all of last week, inventing things that 'help' us. But I don't tell him to stop. It makes him happy. And I can't deprive him of that.
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