Whoa! Guess who's back and with a new story. Actually, this is not a story. It's a special read kind of like Charlie Brown's Halloween and Thanksgiving specials. Well, this is my Thanksgiving special, and I'm going to try to make it as funny and memorable as I can. Hey, if it sucks, it sucks. That's not going to stop my writing. Without further ado, let's start.

It was a cold winter day in November, the day before Thanksgiving to be precise. Sonic and his friends were all sitting around in the living room of his humble abode hanging out as they always have done. A total of eight Mobians occupied the space, four males and their girlfriends; so it was a bit crowded in there; nevertheless the friends couldn't be happier. Outside, Station Square was being covered in a thick blanket of snow, but inside, the warmth of a fireplace was felt by the four couples.

Sonic the Hedgehog sat on his recliner with his girlfriend, Amy Rose, across his lap. Two of his friends, Shadow the Hedgehog and Silver the Hedgehog, and their girlfriends, Blaze the Cat and Tikal the Echidna respectively, occupied the suede couch to their right. Sitting across from Sonic and Amy on a leather chair was Knuckles the Echidna. His girlfriend, Rouge the Bat, sat on the arm of the chair.

It was a relaxing night in Sonic's house. They were watching American Gangster on Blu-Ray. The Thanksgiving scene had just gone off.

"Now, that was a beautiful scene. Did you guys see that? I bet the ladies of the house prepared the meal while the guys all sat back and watched football. Now, that right there was an authentic Thanksgiving," said Sonic.

"How do you know that there were no men making the meals? It never showed the actual making of the meal," said Tikal.

"I just know these things. This is just the right way to celebrate Thanksgiving. The women cook and the men eat," said Sonic.

Amy shot her boyfriend an angry glance.

"Can we fast forward to the new millennium here? Things do change. Today, the women don't do all the cooking," said Amy.

"That's right. Today, you don't do any cooking because you don't know how," said Shadow with a smirk.

The guys now were all cracking up with laughter.

"How can you say that, Shadow? I've always cooked for you," said Blaze.

"No, you've always burned for me. Just because my fur is black doesn't mean that my food has to be. Who burns cereal, anyway?" said Shadow.

The guys started laughing again. This time was much harder than the last.

"I know what you mean. Rouge can't make anything but reservations," said Knuckles between laughs.

"Very funny, Knuckles. I know how to cook. You just never asked me to make you anything," said Rouge.

"I asked you one time to make breakfast, and you called Denny's to ask if they delivered," said Knuckles.

The guys started laughing again. Rouge blushed with embarrassment.

"I don't do breakfast. What about you all? I don't see you making meals for us or for yourselves. You complain about our cooking, but you don't ever manage to not eat it," said Rouge.

"That's because we love you and don't want to hurt your feelings," said Sonic.

All the girls looked pissed at Sonic. Amy was reaching for her hammer, and Sonic couldn't go anywhere because she was on his lap. Fortunately for him, Tikal spoke up.

"Hey, instead of making a big deal over this, why don't we just go to the movies on Thanksgiving and then go out to dinner?" asked Tikal.

"It sounds to me like someone doesn't want to face the music," said Shadow.

"And what music is that?" asked Blaze.

"That the females of today don't know how to cook," he said.

"Hey, why don't we cook for the females this year?" said Silver.

"Shut up, Silver!" said Knuckles.

"I'm just saying that a lot of men are great chefs. We should show them that men can cook just as good as women if not better," said Silver.

"Better? Silver, it takes you an hour to make minute rice," said Tikal.

Now, the girls were all laughing at Silver, who was now red with embarrassment. Even Knuckles, Sonic, and Shadow started to laugh. Amy eventually settled down and continued the debate.

"Having the guys cook is out of the question anyway. If we let you all cook, Sonic will never let me hear the end of it," said Amy.

"That's right. I'll be sure to throw it up in your face every chance I get, EVERY chance I get," said Sonic.

Amy rolled her eyes at Sonic's cockiness.

"Do you think that you can cook better than me or something, Sonic?" asked Amy.

"Well, duh," said Sonic. "I can't be any worse than you. I mean, the food tastes good, but your food always has side effects. The last time you made cobbler, I had mono for a week. How the hell did you get mono into a damn cobbler?"

Amy hopped off of Sonic's lap.

"Well, why don't we place a little wager on this? Amy suggested. "The guys will cook here, and the girls will cook at my house. Whoever cooks the better meal wins, and the losers have to wash dishes until Christmas."

"Amy, you should know that when you go up against the Ultimate Life form, you can't win," said Shadow.

"Am I supposed to be scared of the almighty Ultimate Life form?" asked Amy sarcastically.

"Sonic, handle your woman," said Shadow.

"I got her," said Sonic. He stood up by Amy. "You want to wash dishes. It's fine with me. I was trying to save you some chores. It's a bet," said Sonic.

Sonic and Amy shook on the bet.

"May the best side win," said Amy.

"Don't worry. We will," said Sonic. "Oh, and everyone has to make a dish. You can't cook everyone's food, Amy. I know your food when I taste it."

Amy felt a little uneasiness at that point. Some of what the guys said was true. Blaze did always burn her food, and she had never seen Rouge or Tikal cook before. Unfortunately, she was drawn into a corner and was forced to accept the terms.

"Deal."

With that, they all left Sonic's house and went to buy the food for the cook-off and make this an unforgettable Thanksgiving.

Okay. That's the end of chapter one. Maybe it was funny. Maybe not. Whatever.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Who will win? You'll have to wait for an update to find out. Don't worry. These updates will come fast. Up next, the guys will be cooking.

Please read and review. I'm always open for constructive criticism. That means if you see how I can make it better. I don't need none of that 'you're a bad writer' crap.

ICY KNUCKLES