Next To The Campfire
Same Day, November 5th, Thursday

We were sitting next to the campfire that Sonic made. We were sitting on logs. Me, Sonic, Shadow, Silver, and Metal Sonic were sitting on one log. Sonic was on my left and Shadow was on my right. We were making smores. I never had a smore before. I cooked a marshmallow and it was black on some parts. Well, most parts. It fell off of my stick and into the fire. "How do you Even Work these things?!" I asked. This was now my fifth try.

"Here. Let Me make ya one." Sonic said, taking my stick. I smiled, and my face turned red. He made me a smore. "Here ya go." He said, giving me a smore. I bit into it. "Is it good?" He asked.

"Zits licous. Ow ou ake ore?" I asked, my mouth full. Sonic chuckled.

"Say cheese!" He said, taking out a camera.

"Ese!" I said, making a thumbs up. My mouth was still full. I needed to make a plan on stopping them, but all that could wait for later. But for now, I was gonna have the time of my life. Or should I say Lives?