Cabin Fever


 * [Amy is inspecting sandcastles built by Sonic, Tails, Knuckles and Sticks.]
 * Amy: Nice, Sonic! Very derivative, Tails.
 * [Sonic and Tails' sandcastles are almost identical - albeit Tails' is slightly smaller.]
 * Amy: Sticks, yours just screams "fun!"
 * [Sticks has built a small den and painted herself with green tribal-like markings.]
 * Amy: Aaaand Knuckles...
 * [Knuckles has made merely a small mound of sand and placed a stick in the top, but is grinning with enthusiasm.]
 * Amy: It's... so hard to choose a winner.
 * Sonic: It probably doesn't matter, Amy.
 * Amy: Because the beach is the hourglass of nature, and time will wipe clean what we and our hubris have built as everlasting?
 * Sonic: No; because of the ginormous storm that's about to hit.
 * [Dark clouds appear out of nowhere in the sky. One lets out a strike of lightning - Tails jumps in surprise and begins cowering with fear in Sonic's hands.]
 * Sonic: Quick; let's get to my shack!
 * Amy: I don't think so.
 * Sticks: It's safer in the storm.
 * Knuckles: Is that place up to code?
 * Sonic: Then it's agreed; we'll go to Amy's.
 * Amy: That could be fun, I guess. It can be a slumber party! And we'll stay up late, and--
 * [Sonic and the others are gone.]
 * Amy: Hey - wait for me!


 * Amy: So, it'll be a slumber party. And we'll stay up late, watch movies, eat snacks, play Truth or Dare--
 * Sonic: Truth! Where are the snacks?
 * Knuckles: I dare you to get them for us!
 * Amy: Not sure you guys understand Truth or Dare. But I'd be happy to whip up some hors d'oeuvres.
 * Knuckles: Hors d'oeuvres? I wanted snacks! I hate this game.

[Scene Change: Amy's House, surrounded by rain.]
 * [Amy brings in a tray of various snacks and places it on her table.]
 * Amy: Here you go! Quiche lorraine, vegetarian spring rolls, and a delicate assortment of baked Camembert and Brie cheeses on rosemary focaccia toast!
 * Sonic, Tails, Knuckles and Sticks: Yeah!
 * [Sonic, Tails, Knuckles and Sticks rush to the table and quickly eat all of the food Amy brought, then swallow simultaneously.]
 * Sonic, Tails, Knuckles and Sticks: Ahhh...
 * [Sonic, Tails, Knuckles and Sticks settle back down on the couches.]
 * Knuckles: Not bad! Could've used some ketchup, though.
 * Amy: Ugh...
 * [Lightning strikes again, and Tails begins cowering in Sonic's arms again.]
 * Knuckles: Ooh! Lightning phobia pile! [.Leaps towards Sonic and Tails, but bounces off and lands behind the couch, breaking something]
 * Amy: Grrr...
 * [Knuckles stands up from behind the couch, holding a glass unicorn statue whose horn has broken, with an nervous grin on his face]
 * Amy: It's okay... A glass horse is just as good as a glass unicorn, right?
 * Sticks: It's comin' down pretty hard out there. It can't get any worse.
 * Amy: It's time for arts and crafts!
 * Sticks: I spoke too soon.


 * [Sonic is bored on the couch.]
 * Sonic: Uh! There's got to be something fun to do around here. [opens a drawer and discovers a hand bound manuscript] Huh? [picks up the manuscript from the drawer] Well well well. "A Rose Without Thorns" a play in three acts and guess who wrote it...
 * Knuckles: Me?!
 * Sonic: No, not you, Amy!
 * Knuckles: Oh…
 * Sonic: [coughs] "An empty stool sits under a spot light as the lovely, charismatic and super popular, Annie Rose appears from the curtain and pours herself a glass of lemonade."
 * Sticks: [snatches the manuscript from Sonic] "’Twas years since I first met the mysterious stranger, the one with the fur, the colour of the ocean." Who do we know with ocean coloured fur?
 * Knuckles: Me?
 * Sonic: Well, it can’t be me though I am mysterious, I'm more of a royal blue. [takes the script from Sticks and reads from it] "Sonar enters, pitter pattering across the stage in his scarlet loafers. Sonar: *cough* 'Hey Annie! I'm gonna play volley ball. I only play against myself because nobody else can keep up.'" See! He doesn't sound anything like me! He’s an egomaniac without the incredible awesomeness to back it up.
 * Sticks: [takes the script] "Thump, thump, thump, a knock at the door like the sound of some one big and strong, but unable to figure out a simple doorknob. Annie Rose sautés to the door and answers revealing Shoulders, the hulking dullard of a farm hand."
 * Knuckles: Me…?
 * Sticks: "Shoulders strides towards Annie but is distracted by a shiny object."
 * Knuckles: It doesn't say that! [snatches the script from Sticks] Give it here! [is distracted by the shiny metal bands held by the manuscript] Wait. What was I about to do?
 * Tails: [takes the script from Knuckles] "But before Annie can reply, a naïve young fox named Taylor enters, cowering beneath the legs of Sonar." Hey, I don't cower! [Thunder strikes, Tails cowers the lightning and hides beneath Sonic's legs] Curse you, irony!
 * Sticks: [takes the script from Tails] "Just when all hope is lost, enter Twigs the crazy eyed feral badger. ‘Miss Annie, the robot apocalypse is nigh! I intercepted a transmission from my toaster!'" This is just ridiculous! Everyone knows when the roboapocalypse arrives, it's the can openers that would transmit signals! Toaster!
 * [A metal tray hits the floor. Amy stares nearby and dropped the tray of pop opers. She is furious.]
 * Amy: [furiously softly then grows louder.]: What. Are. You. DOING!? YOU'RE READING MY PLAY!? That's an invasion of my privacy!
 * [Sticks gives the script back to Sonic]
 * Sonic: We have a right to read it since we happen to be all the characters!
 * Amy: It's not based on you guys!
 * Sticks: Oh no? [holds up a shiny object in front of Knuckles]
 * Knuckles: Ooh, gimme, gimme, gimme!" [comes running after the shiny object and takes it from Sticks] Oh, like Twigs isn’t exactly like you!
 * Sticks: She’d be wiped out by the roboapocalypse in two seconds, taking advice from toasters! Can you believe these people?
 * Tails: Guys, stop fighting! Right, Sonic?
 * Knuckles: Was that you talking, “Taylor”? I couldn’t see you in Sonic’s shadow!
 * Sonic: *smirks* Good one, Knux!
 * Tails: At least I’m not an egomaniac, “Sonar”!
 * Sonic: That character wasn’t like me at all! He was nearly as awesome as I am!
 * Amy: You know what’s not awesome? Rummaging through my drawers and reading my personal manuscript!
 * Knuckles: When this storm blows over maybe we should all go our separate ways!
 * Amy: Why wait? I’m going to the kitchen, where I will make and consume all the dainty hors d'oeuvres I want! WITHOUT KETCHUP! [snatches the script from Sonic and walks off]
 * Sonic, Tails, Knuckles and Sticks: FINE!
 * Sonic: What business brings you all the way from benchier to the kingdom of television.