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|Third Person POV|

Sonic was just sitting up against the window, on the bus, everyone looked bored out of their mind, on the way back home. Scourge and Knuckles started to play, rock-paper-and-scissors, with Knuckles loosing every round.

"Sonic are you sure your okay?" Fiona asked breaking the silence.

Sonic was wearing some clean clothes, a black turtleneck sleeveless sweater, with a red and white baseball jersey, clean pair of jeans that were the same as his old ones. The blue hedgehog only nodded, as he just pulls out a guitar. "How about we sing a song?"

"Dude, I'm down for that!" Scourge said turning his attention to Sonic. "Hell yeah Sonic, you got my attention!" He said pulling out a travel drum board turning it on.

Fiona shrugs and places her keyboard onto her lap, turning it on, the Producer turns off the radio that he was listening to so he can avoid traffic, to get the band and himself home quickly. "Just follow flow" Sonic tells Fiona and Knuckles, he takes a deep breath.

I'm at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you

Fiona started with the piano tune first, a light tone before the tone picks up.

Where have the times gone?
Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?

Knuckles started with the drums, to added onto the beat with Fiona.

Yeah,

I, I know it's hard to remember
The people we used to be
It's even harder to picture
That you're not here next to me

Scourge started to bob his head to the beat, same with the Producer who turns on the lights to the bus, to put the song on Air for every driver to hear, since it was going to be awhile before they make it back Emerald Island.

You say it's too late to make it
But is it too late to try?
And in our time that you wasted

All of our bridges burned down
I've wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed
Still stuck in that time, when we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise

Sonic starts to strum the guitar in his arms to added onto the beat with both of his friends "That's the beat I'm looking for!"

I'm at a payphone, trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you

Where have the times gone?
Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?

If "happy ever after" did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairy tales are full of shit

One more fucking love song, I'll be sick,

oh

You turned your back on tomorrow
'Cause you forgot yesterday
I gave you my love to borrow
But you just gave it away

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