The Group looked up and saw a platform being lowered from the ceiling. Sonic went to get a better look further away. "Is that? .... Yeah." He said in a rather cautious tone. Under Normal Circumstances he would be happy to see a giant platter of Chili Dogs, but here it was very suspicious.
"The Bastard Upstairs must have heard you yapping and felt pity on..." Shadow started to say mocking the hedgehog, but he immediately passed out. Sonic did a doubletake when he saw this happen, then spun around more as everyone else in the room did the same. All Collapsing to the ground without any notice. "Tails! Sal! Amy!" Sonic ran over to check on all three of them, and took a deep breath when he realized they were simply sleeping.
He went over to the door to go get some help, but his body had other plans. He went to the door and locked it from his side, preventing anyone on the outside from entering. "Whats this?" Sonic spoke to the invisible controller. "Just want some private time between us huh? Could just come down here yourself and talk!" He was trying to put up an act, but he knew that he was going to be forced to do something he wouldn't like very soon. And once he sat in front of the Chili Dogs and shoved it in his mouth he knew.
"Really?" "You think this will..." "Be a problem..." He spoke between Dogs. "I eat at least ten of these for breakfast!"
No sooner had he finished bragging, that a second ceiling section lowered, with just as many Chili Dogs as the first.
"Dammit" Sonic thought to himself.
It seemed like hours of nothing but him stuffing himself with Chili Dogs. New ones kept getting shoved in as the old ones were still being swallowed. Bits of chili were landing on his chest and a small potbelly that had appeared after the two platters. His gloves and shoes were stained beyond repair, and he felt ready to burst at any second.
After Sonic finished the Final one, he just wanted to lie and sleep with his other friends, but he was forced to get up and walk over to trash bin. Feeling Disgustingly bloated, feeling his small belly and padded frame jiggle slightly with every step. He wasn't fat by any means, but pudgy wasn't an alternative he was happy with either. Once he reached the Trash Bin he opened it up and carelessly threw his gloves and shoes into it, and upon entering, both were instantly vaporized. Had he not been in so much pain, he would have freaked out over the loss of his iconic shoes, but here. He just wanted the pain in his gut to stop, and once he regained control of his body. He realized he had made it all the way to one of the beds.
Sonic looked out the door and took a few steps to try and get the others, but he was too tired and miserable to muster up the strength, and plopped into the bed. Ending the First Day in Their New Life.
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