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Sonia drove the van through one of the few forests left in all of Mobius. She would've enjoyed the ride if it wasn't for her two brothers acting like bored two year olds. Thankfully, Sonic fell asleep fairly quickly and Manic's MP3 player finally finished charging so he could listen to music.

Sonic woke up and yawned. “We've been on the road for three hours. How much further is this place?”

“Another twenty minutes.” Sonia replied.

Manic slumped against the door. "So why are we going to this farm anyway?"

"They need someone to defend it from Robotnik, who's planning on raiding the place." Sonia said exasperatedly. "They're a major supplier of food to the resistance. I told you ten times already."

"It kills you to be in the country, doesn't it, Manic?" Sonic asked.

"Yes." Manic replied. "It's too quiet out here. It makes me anxious."

Sonic stretched out and put his arms behind his head. “I think it's nice to get away from the city once in a while.” He said. He inhaled and exhaled slowly. “Fresh air, beautiful scenery.”

Manic smirked. “No chili dog stands for miles.”

Sonic slumped in his seat. “Alright. I'm bored with the country too.”

“Too bad.” Sonia said, parking the van. “We're here.” The triplets got out of the van. “I'll talk to the farmer; you two wait here. Sonia said over her shoulder as she walked to the little farmhouse.

Manic and Sonic leaned against the fence, laying their arms on top of the rail.

Manic motioned to the geese inside of the fence. "Are those ducks or geese?"



Sonic looked at Manic incredulously. "They're geese." He said. "Don't you know anything about farm animals?"

"I wasn't raised on a farm." Manic replied. "So I don't know the difference between two birds, give me a break."

Sonic smirked. "You know, geese love to be petted." He said. He motioned to a goose, who was standing alone in a corner. "Go pet one. That goose looks like it needs a friend."

"They really like being petted?" Manic asked.

"Sure, they're friendly." Sonic replied. He patted Manic on the shoulder. "Just climb over and give it a pat on the head."

Manic hopped the fence and strolled over to the goose.

The goose jerked its head back and hissed.

Sonic got his phone out and started filming. “This will be great.” He said under his breath.

"Hey, little guy." Manic said, reaching out to pet the goose. "You're actually kinda cute."

The goose stretched its neck out and immediately flapped its wings at Manic while it honked.

Manic quickly covered his face with his arms before the goose could peck his face.

The goose pecked his arm.

"Ow!" Manic cried. He turned to run.

The goose flew after Manic, pecking him on the back of his head.

Sonic laughed. “Don't turn your back to him, bro!”

"Ow! Sonic, you jerk!" Manic screamed. He tried to slap at the bird as he ran away. "Ow! Stop it, you stupid bird!"

"I think it likes you." Sonic said, trying to stop laughing.

Manic finally made it back to the fence where Sonic was.

“Don't bring it over here.” Sonic said, running toward the van.

The goose stopped attacking Manic and flew back to the barn.

Manic climbed the fence and fell over on the other side. He laid there on the ground for a minute to catch his breath. His arm stung and felt damp; he raised his arm. Blood was trickling out of a deep cut.

Sonic ran over. “You need a- whoa.” He said. He turned away to keep from seeing Manic’s arm. “I'm gonna be sick. Can you bandage it yourself?”

Manic gave Sonic a blank stare. “Yeah. I can bandage my right arm with my left, even though I'm right handed.”

Sonia and the farmer came over. "Manic, what were you thinking?" Sonia asked.

"That Sonic wouldn't lie to me about geese." Manic replied. He sat up and brushed feathers and grass off of himself.

"Just for that, you boys can clean the cattle barn as soon as this one gets that cut cleaned and stitched up." The farmer said.

Sonic and Manic sighed.
*
Sonic gagged. "What do they feed these things?"

Manic laughed. "Serves you right."

Sonic narrowed his eyes at Manic.

"Oh, geese are friendly, go pet one." Manic said, mocking Sonic's voice.

"I'm sorry." Sonic replied.

"We're even now." Manic said. He looked at his bandaged arm. "I guess it'll look cool if it leaves a scar."

“What’re you gonna do if someone asks for the story behind it?” Sonic asked.

“Uh… I'll say it happened while fighting swatbots.” Manic replied.

Sonic shook his head.

Manic stopped working and leaned on the shovel. “You filmed it, didn't you?”

“Duh.” Sonic replied. “You filmed me when I had my wisdom teeth pulled.”

Manic laughed. “Oh, man, you were so high.”

Sonic rolled his eyes. “You do realize Sonia filmed you when you had your wisdom teeth pulled out too, don't you?” He asked. “You thought you were at a Skynet camp.”

Manic stopped laughing. “You're joking, right?”

Sonic shook his head. “I've never seen Sonia laugh so hard.”

Manic turned around and walked off, dragging the shovel behind him.

“Bro?” Sonic asked. “Come on, I won't show it to anyone.”

Manic slowly turned around and started back working. “I guess we're kinda even.”