Behind Bars | By : Jakkumon Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 3973 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“I told him noon! I told him his shift started at twelve noon! Where is he? Why is he late again?” she growled angrily.
“Sonia chill he'll get here,” Sonic called from the kitchen in the back. “Besides I can cover the cooking and the deliveries,”
“That isn't the point Sonic!” Sonia growled again. “If he worked for another employer he would have got the sack by now. It just isn't on!”
“So he sleeps in super late its no biggie sis,”
The door to the parlour creaked open as someone walked in. Sonia spun on her heel “Manic Hedgehog!”
Tails grinned and waved. “H-h-hi Sonia,”
“Where's Manic?” Sonia grumbled.
“He's on his way, he won't be long he just lost track of time,”
Sonia ran her fingers through her hair. “I'll be in the office, let me know when he gets here,” and with that she walked into the office slamming the door behind her. A framed certificate of the parlour receiving four stars tilted to the side slightly.
Sonic giggled as Tails stepped over to re-straighten the framed document on the wall. “Manic's in trouble again. So what was he doing this time Tails?”
“He was shut up in his room again,”
“He spends way too much time in there. I hope he's not stealing again, he doesn't need to steal things anymore,” Sonic dashed into the kitchen and returned with a stack of three pizza boxes. “Ok need to go take this delivery out, back in a flash,” he zipped out the doors before Tails could get a reply in.
Manic casually walked down the footway towards the pizza parlour, he smiled as he listened to his favorite song inside his head. “It's just another Manic Monday. Wish it were a Sunday. Cause that's my fun day. But it's another Manic Monday,” he skipped and danced as he sang it over again in his head before bursting through the doors of the parlour. “Whoooo!” he screamed.
The office door slammed open, causing the certificate to drop straight to the floor this time. “MANIC HEDGEHOG!”
Manic's face instantly fell as he saw his older sister's face.
“Get in here NOW!” she yelled.
He dragged his feet as he walked over to the office, “Hey sis you having a good day?” he smiled sheepishly.
She pointed at the clock above the serving counter. “What time does that say?”
Manic looked, little hand pointed at the two, big hand was heading towards the twelve at the top. “Nearly two,”
“And what time do you start work at?”
“Twelve noon,”
“Exactly,” she folded her arms and glared at him. “Why are you late again?”
“I was fixing my computer, had to clean the keyboard cause the keys were all sticky,”
A snigger came from the kitchen.
“Shut up Sonic!”
Sonic zipped out of the kitchen. “Oh come on Manic, you've used so many excuses. You were talking to mom, you were arranging your book shelf – you don't even read, you were hoovering your carpet – you never hoover,” Sonic sniffed his nose. “And what is that smell that's always on you?”
Sonia sniffed too. “Yeah what is that?”
“It's that new fragrance I told you I use. You know, 'C' like the letter,” he grinned.
“Just get in the kitchen and start cooking,” Sonia snapped at him.
“Alright, alright,”
The afternoon passed by in a breeze, a steady amount of customers came in and dined and ordered takeaway, Sonic delivered every order on time, Tails cleaned every table down within two minutes after customers had finished and Manic slaved away at the stove cooking all the pizzas and preparing the ingredients. At four Knuckles made his appearance, entering through the back door straight into the kitchen, so he could take the trash straight out and help with the closing that happened around six.
After removing the last trash bag he sat on a chair near Manic. “So what excuse did you use this time?”
“I said I was fixing the computer, the keyboard's keys were all sticky,”
Knuckles sniggered “The internet is really really great...”
“Shut up,” said Manic flatly.
The echidna laughed.
“You put my stash back in the right drawer didn't you?”
“Well actually I brought it with me here,” he pulled the small bag out from the inside of his glove. “I had an idea of what we could do,”
“Are you insane? Why would you bring that out here? We'll get caught with it and you know it's illegal!”
“Manic you need to chillax, come on, you're always super chilled. All we do is, nearer closing time, you make a magherita and we sprinkle some of this on the top, take it back home and chow down on it. My cousin did it, its great,”
“Well it'll be the very last pizza I make. I don't want a customer accidentally eating it. Sonia would bury me in the back yard,”
“Trust me Manic,” he replied. “It'll be the best move you ever do,”
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