The Book of Random Stuff #2

This Sonic oneshot I wrote for a contest(It sucks)

"W-what?"

"What?" Sonic echoed. "What do you mean by what?"

"That description was kinda... I mean, is it just about food?" Tails asked.

"No, man, there's the family part and the present part. Ahh, I forgot the songs. Sorry. See, there's jingle bells, the one about the tree, the one about birds in a tree-"

Sonic was cut off by the sound of digging. The duo looked at the seemingly moving ground, small specks of dirt flying every which way. "I think it's a Badnik, Sonic," the fox whispered, clenching his fists.

"Gee, that was awfully fast, wasn't it?" Sonic took a moment to dwell over it, taking a fighting stance. "Doesn't matter. I guess this means that this old egg never- oh, it's you." The hedgehog deadpanned once a certain red echidna popped out of the hole, covered in soot from head to toe.

"Hey, guys! I heard the word Christmas from where I was, and I knew I just had to get involved!" Knuckles said with a grin.

"How...?" Tails questioned the logic quietly.

"That's not important, but what is important is the fact that this moron knows nothing about Christmas!" Knuckles said kindly, pointing at Sonic. The hedgehog sneered at him.

"Calling me a moron, eh? Don't think I won't kick you right back down that hole, you-"

"Sonic knows about Christmas, Knuckles," Tails defended his older brother, helping Knuckles out of the hole. "He's just... doesn't know how to explain it very well."

"Huh, tell me about it! Pretty ironic, isn't it Blue? How do you not know how to explain Christmas when you're born on Christmas Island? Makes no sense, no sir." Knuckles teased lightly, resting his elbow on Sonic's shoulder.

"Go away." He grumbled.

"Nope! Somebody has to explain to this little guy the real meaning of Christmas. You're explanation certainly wasn't cutting it. I mean, you didn't even mention Santa Claus for goodness sake!"

"Who's Santa?" Tails asked.

"He's a big, obese man who comes to your house every Christmas to eat all of your cookies and drink all of your milk." Knuckles explained, Sonic sighing in exasperation.

"Boy, he sounds awful..." Tails frowned. "Good thing we don't have either of those, right Sonic?"

"Yeah, but little bro, Santa doesn't eat-"

"In order to get Santa to come to you, you have to be the best little kid of all of Mobius. See, he only comes to the kid who's truly worthy enough to witness his power."

"He only comes to one kid? In all of Mobius?"

"That's right!"

"Why would he reward a good kid by taking all of their cookies and milk?"

"Who knows."

"You're really gonna trust this guy, little bro? He's doin' the worst job at explainin' it than me!" Sonic warned Tails.

"Sonic's just a little angry because he sucks at explaining things, don't listen to him. Now, what else is there to cover?" Knuckles thought for a moment. "Oh, I got it! There are many types of Christmases, like Hanukkah... Sonic what's the name of the other one?"

Sonic pretended to look shocked. "What, are you askin' me? Why, apparently, I don't know how to explain things. If I can't do that, then how could I possibly be capable of doin' what you're askin'?"

"Buzz off, then! Anyway, Hanukkah. You light 8 candles, eat some lattes-"

"Latkes," Sonic corrected. "But then again, I wouldn't know."