Story Time with the Sonic Cast - Episode 4: The Test, the Date, and the Finale

The music kicked back in for what was likely the final time. Here we zoomed in on Donovan as he grinned at the screen with admiration for the position he was in.

“Well, I’m so happy you guys shared all your stories with us but we’re at the end now,” Donovan said, excited to get to it. “Let’s hear from the final two on the docket as we read this next question from Jonathan Doyle. He asks of Shadow: When was the worst time your weak bladder impeded your tough guy act? Oh dear.”

“What?” Shadow opened his eyes and stood up, leering at Donovan.

Donovan jolted and shrunk back. “I-It wasn’t me! I was just reading the question.”

“I do not have a weak bladder!” Shadow snapped.

Instantly, the lie detector buzzer went off. Shadow winced and blushed, gritting his teeth as the heat radiated off his skull from more oncoming anger.

“Oh please have mercy…” Donovan whined.

Shadow sniffed hard and then opened his eyes to leer at Sonic, whom he could sense was snickering ahead of him. Sonic stopped and began whistling the moment Shadow’s eyes landed on him though.

Shadow then sighed and took a seat.

Crossing his arms, he spoke up again. “This is the story of a training day gone wrong. Instead of treating it as a means of embarrassing me, use it to better yourselves. It’s a cautionary tale of what happens when lessons given with the best of intentions go awry.”

Everyone was silent. That sounded intriguing.

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Tale #7: Hold It, Agent!

Inspired by Jonathan Doyle

—

It was training day at the GUN fortress. Shadow didn’t really work here but he used GUN as a means to an end and if they were going to be an effective means to an end, he would need to make sure they were running this operation smoothly.

A smooth operation factored in a ton of stuff, from non-corrupt leaders to weapons of adequate efficiency. However, most important were soldiers that were worth a damn.

Enter this rookie, Tyler.

He was a very excited and, in his mind, prepared goat kid. He had the sharpened horns, the GUN uniform, the wispon of his choice, and a spring in his step.

The hope in his eyes hadn’t been wrung from his system due to any indulgence in endless war and violence.

That would likely change today as he was assigned to partake in training with Shadow the Hedgehog.

Shadow, for his part, didn’t usually agree to do anything. He offered.

Why? Because if it was something he wanted to do he’d dress it up as an offer. He felt like whipping a newbie into shape today and stood before Tyler in his gray jeans, leather jacket, and red shirt, guzzling down what had to have been his fourth water bottle. They weren’t free for anyone but him it seemed.

“H-Hello sir… uhm… is that proper training attire?” Tyler asked, standing with his wispon in hand and combat boots pressed together in a slightly rigid stance.

“It is for me,” Shadow said. He very much had special privilege. “Now then. I want our first test to be a pretty simple one. You simply need to hit me with your weapon.”

“Oh?” Tyler asked, eyes widening.

Shadow smiled. He knew this was an unfair first test but starting off on level 100 would do a lad like this some good.

“Yes. There are no rules aside from ‘try and hit me with that weapon’. We have the entire compound, inside and out, to work with,” Shadow said, arms out. At the moment they were in the combat training room for physical hand to hand combat. The shooting gallery was down the hall and the obstacle course for recruits was outside.

This seemed like a very interesting set-up. Tyler was eager and up for the challenge.

He smiled and raised the laser wispon he had in his hands and pointed it at Shadow. The action made the black hedgehog chuckle a little. It was almost cute how innocent he was.

“Alright. The game starts now,” Shadow said and prepared to zip off.

The instant he spread his legs to stretch into a running battle stance, however, he felt a huge tingle travel down his body and rattle at his crotch.

He grit his teeth and felt beads of sweat emerge on the sides of his face. All of a sudden he wanted to call timeout.

The very idea that he, of all people, would ever do that (especially at the start of the challenge) kind of disgusted him, so he flinched.

Tyler fired the weapon and Shadow gasped when it grazed him.

He managed to move out of the way at the last second but the laser that was fired actually managed to singe away the right side of his pants!

Shadow’s jaw dropped and he looked over at the exposed blue waistband of his Cinderella briefs.

He froze again. Tyler fired another shot.

Shadow jumped and the laser traveled in between his legs. He shrieked and teared up, feeling the heat of that one as it sliced through the bottom of his pants this time.

Shadow landed and took off this time. Tyler looked over at him, confused but intrigued.

He gave chase after the black streak and ran through the facility all the way to the next wing of the area. That was where the shooting gallery was.

Shadow zipped around a corner and hid behind a wall. He let out a breath of relief but then seized up and scrunched his legs together when he felt the tingle again.

Yeah, there was no mistaking it. He needed to use the bathroom.

He could have just called the game off so that he could hurry and relieve himself but he called it to action before he realized he needed to go. It was on, whether he wanted it to be or not.

No time outs. Time outs were something he told recruits weren’t afforded to them when facing off against him. How embarrassing would it be for him to ask for one?

Shadow let out a sigh and then peered around the corner to see if Tyler was on to him.

He got a huge cube wisp to the face the instant he did.

“Hey!” Tyler called out, looking proud of himself and peppy as hell. “I decided to grab a second wispon. The cube one seemed kind of cool.”

Shadow was muffled since his face was pressed against the giant blue cube that slammed into him and was currently sending his body rocketing through the air.

He smashed through the wall and ended up slamming into the coffee machine behind a counter top, having ended up in the kitchen of the facility.

Shadow slumped onto his butt as the visage of the large cube disappeared. His pants were just gone now and he sat with his top and shoes on with his underwear exposed. It looked incredibly silly but not as silly as his face. His eyes were rolling and his tongue was out.

It would have made him blush but the birdies circling his head kept that from happening.

What snapped him out of his funk was the feeling of wetness against his crotch.

Shadow shook his head and finally blushed, realizing he just let out some of his bladder by accident. Officially, he’d peed himself a little…

No way! DAMMIT!

Shadow shot to his feet… then wobbled and pressed his hands in between his legs.

“I’ve got to handle this and get back to this chase… fast.” Shadow said, zipping out of the hole in the wall with his hands still in between his legs.

He dodged a laser that fired at him immediately. Something told him that he should probably be expecting those now. Tyler was better than he gave him credit for. He understood that now.

Shadow ran down the hall with dangerous laser blasts coming after him. He knew this was skirting the line of being in a training hall so he swerved and made his way out through the open window.

When Shadow landed in the more open training area with the numerous soldiers around, eyes were drawn to him immediately… which was bad because he was in his underwear.

Shadow jolted and shot around the side of the building, hiding behind a wall and panting relentlessly. He was trying to stay hidden from the soldiers training in the yard while keeping his bladder in check and also needed to not get shot at by Tyler.

His legs were wiggling and quivering now.

Shadow pressed his hands in between them again and actually began dancing from foot to foot.

“Dammit! I look like a toddler!” Shadow snapped. He was disgusted with himself.

Thankfully, the feeling would subside when another cube burst through the wall he was behind and smashed him in the head.

In slow motion, one could make out the black hedgehog’s eyes crossing and drool pouring out his mouth as he shot forward.

Shadow ended up getting blasted forward and was upside down when he slammed into a large target set up on a stand outside.

He landed on his head, ass over tea kettle, in front of a group of animal soldiers in the middle of target practice.

They looked at the scene with confusion before looking back at the figure stepping out of the rubble in the wall.

It was Tyler, standing with his duel wielding wispons cocked.

“How’d I do sir?” He asked with a grin and a sparkle in his teeth.

The recruits in the area looked over at Shadow.

Shadow’s goofy face was probably the only answer he needed. His eyes were rolling and his briefs were soaking through completely now that he was just full on wetting himself.

The recruits standing there were astonished. They likely couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

With a rowdy applause, Tyler was inducted into the army with open arms and given a special medal dubbed the “Putting Shadow in his Place” award.

Shadow had to deal with seeing that image of him upside down, butt in the air, and wet Cinderella briefs on display plastered all over the place.

He wished to complain but knew that one word out of his mouth about it would land him with the title of sore loser.

So he seethed alone, fueling his silent rage…!

Tyler had a bright future ahead of himself.

—

Tale #7 - End

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“So you see, take special care to cover all your bases before you initiate a challenge. Things that you didn’t account for may take you off your guard,” Shadow said, finishing his tale.

Everyone just stared at him.

Then they all burst out laughing.

“HEY!” Shadow blushed, gritting his teeth with anger.

“So basically, you drank too much water and were too embarrassed to say you had to go potty so you wet yourself and got your pants blown off!” Sonic laughed, pointing at the black hedgehog with tears in his eyes. He was laughing so hard that he looked like he might pee his pants next.

Shadow’s face fumed and radiated with a harsh red.

“I gotta find that picture! It’s gotta look like the best thing ever!” Manic exclaimed.

“NOPE!” Shadow snapped, jumping at the two of them and entering a fight cloud with the two laughing and eventually screaming brothers. “Don’t run! You decided to laugh! Pay for it with your lives!” He shouted.

Donovan sweatdropped and cleared his throat. “Well… we only have one story left…”

Everyone’s eyes turned to face Charmy.

The bee looked between them all and shuffled his legs up to hug them.

“Hahaha… I’ve got nothing that interesting to say really…” Charmy said with a giggle. “G-Go ahead. Ask your question.”

“Alright,” Donovan smirked, knowing this was going to be good. “Charmy, EUF-Dreamer wants to know ‘Have you ever had any success with Cream yet?”

Charmy blushed and his antenna stood on end.

“WHAT?!” He blurted out, drool ebbing out the side of his mouth. Instantly, his face was red. “WHY ASK ME THAT, HUH?! SOME THINGS ARE SACRED!”

“Clearly not,” Donovan said. “But it’s okay right? You said yourself that you’ve got nothing interesting to say.”

Charmy scrunched up his face and looked all around the room, sweating profusely.

“Y-Yes… I have… in a way…” Charmy said.

This “success” was… quite the tale.

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Tale #8: Defective Detective Date

Inspired by EUF-Dreamer

—

It was a rare case for the Chaotix Detective Agency.

Only one of them had been requested and it was from an anonymous party. Even stranger, however, was that the one who’d been asked for was Charmy Bee.

Charmy was excited of course. He bounced up and down multiple times and exclaimed with readiness and assuredness that he’d make sure this case went down smoothly. Well, case was a bit of an overreaching word. It was more of a job.

Charmy was at a park where a bunch of picnic tables were around and decorated. This was an area where two people were expected to have a place properly set-up for them so that they could sit and enjoy a comfortable date together.

He was told in the request that he was to attend this area and set up a date between him and someone special. He was given a list of items he was to make sure were used and given instructions on how to properly set them up.When it was done, the person who requested he do this would come to observe him and take notes.

That was it. Easy.

Charmy was dressed in a suit for the occasion. He fixed his bow-tie and hummed happily to himself. He knew just who to call for this date.

Cream seemed really into the idea when he called her up and told her about it over the phone. Her voice was so cute and peppy. He couldn’t wait to present her with all the stuff he’d gathered at the client’s request. Being told to go on a date with Cream as a job for the agency was such a strange thing but he wasn’t complaining.

Eventually, Cream arrived.

Charmy’s jaw dropped when he saw her. She was wearing an adorable little flower girl dress. It was amazing!

Charmy swooned a bit but shook his head. He had to keep his cool.

“Okay. Now to set everything up and do it exactly as this guy told me to…” Charmy said, unfurling the list.

There was a reservation for the best seat in the park, the flowers, the box of chocolates, and the dinner…!” Charmy read off the list one by one as he approached Cream. He furled it up and smiled, a sparkle in his teeth.

Cream smiled back at him. “Hello Charmy.”

“Hey Cream~!” Charmy giggled. “So glad you decided to help me out with this job. Y-You know… for business stuff.”

“It’s no problem. It should be fun,” Cream smiles.

Charmy nodded. It was time to start.

“First is the box of chocolates!” Charmy grinned and whipped out a large heart shaped box with the goodies he proquired inside.

Cream looked on with excitement, loving the idea of partaking in sweets. Charmy saw that gleam in her eye and giggled, happy to be the one to usher in a plethora of sweets for her, as the requester asked.

Of course, he was told he must open them himself and try to choose while facing away from her. Why? He had no idea. Perhaps it was so she could be properly surprised?

Either way, who was he to go against what the client wanted?

Charmy giggled and turned away from Cream while opening the box. “Okay, Cream. Get ready for–!”

He began before one of the chocolates in the box popped and splattered against his face.

He looked confused and turned back around, blinking his eyes rapidly as he felt heat start to build in the pores of his mouth, nose, and eyes.

“Hmm… this chocolate… is kind of hot. Whoa. Actually, not kind of hot. REALLY hot! YOWZA! SUPER DUPER HOOOOOT!” Charmy screamed. His face was suddenly really red and sweaty. He spewed flames from his mouth and yanked at his collar, feeling an intense need to get out of the clothes he had on.

He tugged off the black jacket he had on and stood in his white undershirt, trying to tug on the red bowtie to loosen the air a bit. He wasn’t dropping the box of chocolates though which turned out to be a bit of a bad idea as another one exploded and a ton of fire ants started to crawl over Charmy’s body!

“GYAAAAH! WHAT KIND OF CHOCOLATES ARE THESE?!” Charmy screamed, dancing around in place while flailing about.

The bee screamed and wiggled about, digging his hands down the front of his pants and looking like a pervert as he tried to shovel the ants out of his underwear. They kept biting all over him though and he kept responding by doing weird butt jiggles and swishing his booty around.

Eventually, the cross-eyed, sweaty, panicking young dork grabbed a vase on someone else’s table and dumped the water inside of it down his pants.

“AAAAAAHHHhhhhoooohhh yeah…” Charmy swooned, feeling the ice pool into his briefs as water cascaded down his pants. He stuck his tongue out and let his eyelids flutter with how comfy that felt.

It was a very brief moment of elation though. He blushed and his eyes widened before he slowly turned to look at the astonished rabbit girl in front of him.

“Uh… haha! Th-That was… well, you know what they say about dinner and a show right? Uhm–” Charmy began before one of the guys at the table got angry at Charmy’s words.

Before he could finish trying to squirm his way into an explanation for this, the bee was booted hard in the butt and sent smacking his chin against his own table before falling onto his back with his legs up.

Charmy’s eyes were rolling and he groaned, feeling really winded suddenly.

Another chocolate exploded onto his face and brought back the searing pain of the heat, making him scream and flail about all over again.

Smash cut to later and Charmy was sitting at the table properly again… only his white dress shirt and pants were soaked with water and everything on him was loose. He had an ice pack pressed to his face as well.

Cream sat across from him, chuckling nervously with a sweatdrop on the side of her head.

“Well… let’s skip the chocolates then?” Cream asked. “How about we go to the next part?”

“O-Oh… right. Yeah… uh… flowers!” Charmy grinned. They both liked flowers. This would be good.

He rummaged through the stuff he was supposed to bring and beamed with happiness when he brought out the bouquet.

Presenting the flowers to Cream would be easy. All he had to do was flash them and make a nice little swoony face with googly eyes at her so that she melted with admiration at how cool and suave he looked holding them. Easy enough.

Again, why the request for him to do this was made, he hadn’t a clue.

Either way, there was no way he’d screw this up.

“Cream,” He said, eyes sparkling with a handsome flair as he brought them up. “These beauties are for–”

He started speaking and then had to stop when two wires from a taser within the pedals shot out and jabbed him in the nose. Charmy’s eyes crossed looking down at the center of his face.

Then they began crossing, uncrossing, and rolling all around his eye sockets once the electricity within the taser flowed into his body!

He began spasming about like crazy. His body flopped up and down like a fish before he was spun into several different dancing positions, each more ridiculous looking than the last. He did the Egyptian dance pose, he did the hustle, he swished his butt up, down, and all around right in front of Cream’s face, then he flopped over onto his seat.

His leg was up and Cream bared witness to his soaked pants getting soaked again, this time from a failure of his bladder. Charmy was wetting his pants in front of his crush and she was too beside herself with shock to even say anything.

Charmy was likely more shocked than she was.

Eventually, the sizzling stopped and the bee remained on the floor with Cream looking at the other side of the table, rather stunned.

Charmy’s hand slammed down onto the table and pressed against it so that he could raise his body back up. His eyes were still spinning and he seemed to have a gap in his tooth now… but other than that he looked… alive.

“W-Well… dat waz-BZZZ-not what I’duh-BZZ-expecteduuuhh…” Charmy swooned and began drooling all over the table.

“Uhm… s-sure?” Cream wasn’t sure how to respond to this.

Charmy tried his best to remain calm though. Next was reading poetry?

Sure. He could do that.

He fished into his ragged, tattered pocket for the note that had the poem he was given to read. When he couldn’t find it, he reached down to his pants and blushed when he realized his pants had sizzled away.

Right now he was sitting in front of Cream in his My Little Pony briefs and she wasn’t aware of it.

He’d have to do the rest of this dinner without her looking down or him getting up from the table…

The bathroom wouldn’t be anything to worry about anymore at least.

“Uhm… poem… uhm…” Charmy began sweating and then tugged at his broken collar. “R-Roses be wed… viowets butt blube?!”

He was fumbling over his words now and Cream was starting to wince with what looked like an actual cringe on her face.

He was blowing it!

Charmy patted himself down in search for that note again and finally, thankfully, found it.

It was soaking wet and barely there but he managed to unfold it to see the watery ink running down the page. His pupils shrunk as his sweaty mug tried to read what was on it.

“Uhhhm… uh… h-hey Doyle, you fugly dummy. Your flea-ridden butt makes me want to cummy~!” Charmy read before blushing heavily again. “Wha-?!”

“HEY!” A boisterous voice barked at the back of the bee’s head.

Charmy slowly turned and then looked up to see a kid… a much larger kid than him who was also a bulldog.

“You calling me FUGLY and FLEA-RIDDEN?!” He snapped.

“WHAT?! N-N-NO! W-WHO ARE YOU?!” Charmy gasped.

“I’m Doyle! My dad runs this outside restaurant and I help out around here. I ain’t done nothing in a long time to deserve people bad mouthin’ me like that!” He snarled before grabbing the rags of what was left of Charmy’s shirt and yanking him closer, nose to nose. “Until today.”

Charmy felt more pee come out of him.

“Would you like… some flowers maybe?” Charmy asked, holding up the destroyed bouquet.

A second later, he was in a one-sided fight cloud, screaming his brains out.

His body would be tossed in and out the fight cloud periodically with less and less clothing bits on his body. Cream had seen his wet underwear already and she wasn’t impressed. However, she was mostly just surprised.

She thought this would be a fun dinner but here Charmy was, pranking himself and calling people names. That wasn’t fun.

When the fight cloud dispersed, Charmy’s body was flung back into his seat, upside down so that his underwear clad butt and legs dangled in the air.

“DUUUUUUH-TANK YOUS FER DUH SPANKIES MCPANKY!” Charmy gurgled, eyes rolling and several more teeth missing.

After that happened, laughter was heard in the distance.

Charmy fumbled over and perked his head up. He swayed back and forth, the remnants of his top just a collection of black threads and a ratty red bow-tie. He still had his socks and underwear though.

What got him to sit up, however, was that laughing voice he heard.

It was Bradley! He was sure of it!

Eyes wide and jaw hung open, he looked and saw the cerulean husky approaching the table, fully dressed in the same outfit Charmy had on with a bouquet and a box of chocolates in hand.

“Hello Cream,” Bradley said, smiling with a sparkle in his teeth. “I came because I was told by Charmy to be here. He said he had these items to give me but I bought my own. I didn’t want him to have to spend money for me to have a lovely date with you after all.”

Cream gasped and then pouted, facing Charmy with a slightly furious face. “You invited Bradley here and then were going to give those items to him? So this was a set-up to prank him? Oh Charmy…!”

What?! That wasn’t true! The note he read told him to bring those items! He was delivered them on the porch of the Chaotix office and–!

Charmy jolted with a heavy realization.

He was pranked!

THAT SLIMEBALL!

“WHAT?! NO! Cream! Listen I–!” Charmy began before Bradley grabbed his shoulder and yanked him out of the seat to take his place.

“I think she’s clearly had it with you. Let’s have a real man take over, shall we?” Bradley said, doing fun eyebrow spasms at her that made her laugh.

Charmy’s jaw dropped. He began fuming and turning red from anger and embarrassment.

“Oh! You want to know what I have planned for a fun table set-piece and a cool game for us to play while we wait for our food?” Bradley asked.

“BRADLEEEEYYYY~!” Charmy suddenly screamed and flew at the boy, ready to pound him.

“No, what?” Cream asked.

Bradley smirked. Cream didn’t even notice when Bradely stuck out his foot and then gave a violet kick to Charmy’s chin that launched him into the air!

Charmy was knocked derpy immediately. His mouth hung open and drool flung in the air along with his drooping tongue.

He fell right as Bradley produced a large glass vase and set it down on the table. That’s when Charmy fell head first inside it.

His wet undie clad butt and legs dangled out of it while his eye-rolling, cuckoo face was smushed against the glass of the vase.

“This!” Bradley said, gesturing to Charmy inside the vase. “He makes a good set piece for the table doesn’t he?”

Cream looked it over and smiled. “Yes, I guess so. He looked like he fell in by accident and hit his head.”

“Yeah but he’ll be fine. Besides, he needs to be punished for being so prank happy and stupid today.” Bradley said, stealing a smack on Charmy’s butt, making it jiggle.

Cream smiled and did the same, delighting in how it jiggled too.

“I guess so.” She shrugged. Punishments were fair when you acted up.

Bradley grinned and took out a diaper from his bag. “The game is to see how fast we can get this on his butt. After that–” He dumped some crayons and markers on the table. “We decorate the diaper!”

“Oh! This already sounds really fun!” Cream was ecstatic. She loved coloring.

Bradley giggled, happy to be of service.

The couples occupying their tables stole several glances and looks at Cream and Bradley’s table all throughout the night. Some looked jealous. Some looked amused as they took pictures. Others just found it strange.

It definitely stood out though. Cream and Bradley enjoyed themselves, stripping the underwear off Charmy’s butt and playing a game of diapering his naked hide before then grabbing crayons and markers to draw on it.

Flowers, smiley faces, butterflies, the cool S, and a number of other things were drawn on his booty that night. They even let other kids have a go once their food arrived and they stopped paying attention to Charmy to just chat.

However, the thing that Bradley liked the most that he wrote on there was what he wrote in the center of his diapered rump.

“Property of Bradley. Your check’s in the mail.”

It was a pleasure doing business with him.

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Tale #8: END

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“HMPH!” Charmy snorted with his face flushed red and arms crossed. “That technically counts as me having a date with Cream! It does!”

He put emphasis on this but the others on stage with him just looked unconvinced and were shaking their heads.

The lie detector buzzer went off too.

“OH SCREW YOU GUYS!” Charmy shouted, shaking his fist about.

The bee then heard a laugh from the audience. He turned and snapped with anger when he saw Bradley making faces at him in the crowd.

“YOU–!” Charmy pointed. “You’re NOT gonna just sit there and laugh at me this time!”

He charged into the crowd and went to grab at Bradley’s collar. Just his luck, Cream was coming back from the concession stand with more popcorn before they closed up shop and saw this.

“Charmy! What are you doing?!” Cream gasped.

“Wha–?!” Charmy turned and looked, feeling the crowd start to laugh at the realization at what had happened. “I was telling my story and you went to get snacks?!”

“I figured you didn’t want me to hear your embarrassing story…” Cream said with a pout. “I was trying to be nice…”

Charmy’s jaw dropped.

No! HE WANTED HER TO HEAR THAT ONE!

BRADLEY TRICKED HIM! HE DID!

“Why are you being so rough all of a sudden?” Cream asked.

That did it.

Charmy’s brain snapped in half.

He smiled stupidly and dribbled his lips with his finger while shaking his butt about.

“THAT’S RIGHT! I’VE BEEN A BAAAAAAD BOY! SPANK ME! SPANK ME! WHEEEEE!” He cheered, jumping towards the crowd with a crazy, lunatic grin on his face.

The crowd surfed his body amongst themselves and took turns spanking him as he desired.

The people up on stage watched this in astonishment.

“Welp… at least I’m not as big a loser as that kid…” Sonic grumbled.

“So you admit to being a loser?” Shadow chided.

“Don’t start with me Ultimate Pisspants!” Sonic snapped.

“Hahaha! You both sound so lame!” Manic said, hand to his forehead.

“Don’t act all high and mighty, Milky Manic,” Shadow snarled at him.

“M-M-Milky…?!” Manic blushed. Donovan laughed in his seat behind him.

“You’re all annoying me right now, honestly.” Tails said.

“Me too! Shut your mouths before I shut them for you!” Amy stomped down her foot, producing her hammer. Whisper stood up, looking upset too.

“O-Okay guys, how about we calm down n–” Donovan stopped laughing and realized how tense everyone was getting.

“Don’t tell me what to do, Ms. Hypocrite!” Manic shouted back at her.

“I’m not a hypocrite! The underwear hierarchy just doesn’t apply to me!” Amy shouted.

Whisper raised a brow. “Wait… and it does to me? You laughed at my teddy underwear…”

“I’m sure your teddy undies were real cute though,” Silver said.

What he said did NOT help.

Whisper slapped him across his face.

“Violence isn’t the answer ladies,” Tails said, before giving Sonic a wedgie that made him scream like a toddler. “Normally. It is when it comes to Sonic though.”

“WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!” Sonic asked, giving Tails a frontal wedgie before he even had time to tell him that he was still upset with him for the incident at the pool.

Manic slapped Sonic’s butt. Sonic yelped and kicked Manic into Shadow. Shadow growled and went to punch Sonic in the face but Sonic grabbed Silver off the ground and put him in the way, making him get punched and twirl into Amy. She angrily booted him off into Shadow. Shadow growled and attacked Amy. Whisper, who already didn’t like Shadow, attacked Shadow.

Then a large fight cloud ensued on stage!

The crowd realized that these super powered beings were about to destroy the place and dispersed. The action caused Charmy’s body to get flung into the garbage, his pants gone and MLP brief-clad butt and legs dangling out of it just like they did in the story he just told when he fell into the vase.

Donovan was climbing the curtains to try and avoid getting sucked into the fight cloud but realized that was futile. He yelped when he was dragged in and screamed for help as bits of his clothes were flung every which way.

He eventually clawed his way out, down to a tattered shirt and a pair of Flash underoos, before looking to the camera with matted fur, a black-eye, and a missing tooth.

“Th-That’s it for this episode and most likely this show. We’ve been canceled on account of the heroes destroying the set and almost murdering me. Until we next see their exploits broadcasted for your viewing pleasure, I’ve been your host Donovan the Raccoon saying HELP!”

He screamed as he was dragged back into the fight cloud and pounded into silly puddy…!

Help wasn’t on its way but the heroes would need to rest eventually.

We hope you enjoyed the show!

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That’s all folks! I’ve told stories about each Sonic character on that stage. Thank you for sending in your questions. I was able to tell stories about everyone just utilizing questions you had for them. It was a breeze. Any more prompts you’d all like to share, I’m open for. Next time I’m going to comb through the suggestion box in the Discord server and finally start cranking those ideas out. Also, tell me which one you liked most. Until next time~!