A.N. Excited about Generations, sorry it took so long, yadda yadda, enjoy!

[. . .]

A large purple RV moved along the interstate, alone in the vast horizon, the desert winds blowing sand around, the occupants cool inside the air conditioned monstrosity that kept them concealed from the harsh desert environment.

"I sure hope this doesn't break down in the middle of nowhere..." Tails muttered, face pressed against the glass, staring out at the featureless expanse.

"This is impossible, Comrade Tails," Omega spoke up from the driver's seat, "This machine will not break down."

Everyone else froze, anticipating some sort of sudden catastrophe, with the exception of Silver, who did not know how tropes worked, and continued to happily much a fudgsicle.

When nothing happened, they unfroze, but remained wary.

"Usually when someone says something is impossible, it happens right away..." Sonic mentioned to Omega, who raised a figurative eyebrow, lacking literal ones.

"Do not doubt my engineering skills, Comrade Sonic," Omega said simply, as they continued along.

Everyone went silent, just the hum of the air conditioning sounding around them, no one in the RV speaking. They half feared the wrath of a vengeful deity, and were just half bored.

"Are we there yet?" Knuckles finally asked, "I thought we'd be there by now."

In yet another breaking of a trope, Omega nodded, "We are here, Comrade Knuckles."

Everyone moved to the windows, looking outside at the bright lights and sounds, numerous colorful individuals walking along the streets.

"So what's Las Vegas like?" Silver wondered, eying a hot dog stand.

"Like Casino Night Zone, only less death machines that fling you through space," Sonic answered, the RV pulling into a place it could park.

Soon Omega, Shadow, Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Silver, and Metal Sonic had clamored out of the RV, stretching and heading into the bright lights of the city.

"What's a Casino Night Zone?" Silver then asked.

"Death machines that fling you through space," Sonic responded, "And sometimes you actually win."

"Is anyone here actually old enough to gamble?" Metal Sonic inquired, after a moment.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-"

[. . .]

"-dgesicles are delicious," Silver mentioned, enjoying another one once they were all piled back in the RV, heading off to another destination.

"Look on the bright side, we would probably have lost all the money we made between chapters six and seven, and had to have gotten it back in some whacky way," Knuckles said, attempting to cheer up Sonic, who was quietly weeping.

"One more year! One!" Sonic yelled, shaking his fist at the air.

"We'll go next year then," Tails sighed, "And stop eating all my fudgesicles, Silver!"

"Maff me," Silver muttered, having about eight of the frozen treats stuffed in his mouth now. Tails shook his hands, cursing whatever horrible god had cursed him with this white hedgehog.

"We should choose our next destination," Metal Sonic said, pointing to a large map on a wall of the RV, "What's close?"

"Ohhh, let's go visit Hoover Dam!" Silver said, having swallowed the fudgesicle's whole, "We can aid in fight against the Legion!"

"No more Fallout for you," Tails frowned.

"Fallout...?" Silver said, scratching his head.

"Anyways," Shadow interrupted now, swirling around in the passenger chair, then continued spinning, "Okay, what the hell, Omega, you oiled this too much."

"Apologizes, Comrade Shadow. I wanted to get rid of that oil so I could get the good stuff. The kind we had isn't very good with my coffee," Omega apologized, "And what Comrade Silver suggested sounds like fun."

"Why don't we have a series of humorous visits to various places, like the World's Largest Fork," Metal Sonic suggested, "Sounds like something we would do."

"Montages do not work particularly well in the written format," Omega said, shaking his head.

"Ehhh, let's just let the scene change and go somewhere," Sonic frowned.

[. . .]

"Alright then...Coconuts, Scratch, Grounder, you three are making up my Super Special Sonic and Shadow Search and Smash Squad! The sextuplet S!"

The robots smirked, all of them holding in laughter.

"Oh grow up! Anyways, since Scratch and Grounder have routinely failed me-"

"Only twice!"

"Shut up..."

"...ANYWAYS, Coconuts, you are being put in charge! Do not fail me! I don't really have any other robotic henchmen I can use anyways," Eggman ordered.

"What about Snively?" Grounder wondered.

"Or Sleet and Dingo?" Scratch asked.

"They aren't robots!" Eggman yelled.

"What about A.D.A.M. or E.V.E. then?" Coconuts suggested.

"Come on, no one's gonna know who they are," Grounder argued.

"Cluck then?"

"Cluck was a pet, not a henchman."

"Silver Sonic? Mecha Sonic?"

"Maybe..."

"Will you all be quiet and go do your jobs?" Eggman roared. The three shook, then nodded, all saluting then heading out.

[. . .]

"Ohhh, the world's largest mall!" Sonic said, "Good thing GoldenSama suggested this!"

"Indeed!" Shadow nodded, "He's a fellow writer, and an excellent one at that. If you like Witch Hunter Robin, or Teen Titans, I definitely recommend checking out his stories, right here on Fanfiction dot net!"

Sonic and Shadow both gave thumbs up, then returned to the plot after the plug in.

"You know I've never seen Witch Hunter Robin..." Metal Sonic commented.

Anyways.

"This place has everything! It even has a Starbucks inside a Starbucks!" Sonic said, "You can get coffee while you're waiting for your coffee."

"Sounds superfluous," Tails mentioned.

"Yah, it does sound great!" Silver nodded.

"No, superfluous means something has more then is really needed," Tails explained.

"But we need Superman! How else would the world be saved by Lex Luthor?" Silver gasped.

"...I'm going to not talk anymore," Tails muttered.

The group headed inside, marveling at the sights.

"Oh look, a space ship!" Silver yelled, pointing to a bunch of kiddie rides that you put quarters into. He ran up, sitting in one, then put in a quarter, making rocket ship noises as it slowly moved him back and forth.

"Well, Silver has found his calling," Sonic mentioned, "I'm gonna check out the shoe store..."

"To Radioshack!" Metal Sonic and Omega declared.

Tails merely wandered off.

Shadow paused, then glanced to Knuckles, who hadn't moved.

"...We're going to have an adventure together now, aren't we?" Shadow sighed.

"...Looks like it," Knuckles nodded.

"Sooo...where do you wanna go?" Shadow wondered, wishing he had pockets to stick his hands into. He didn't know Knuckles that well. It was awkward.

"Ohhh, a crafts store!" Knuckles said, eyeing a nearby store.

"...Seriously?" Shadow asked, raising an eyebrow.

"When you live alone on a floating island, it's either get busy making crafts, or go insane," Knuckles frowned, "Besides, don't you remember that basket I gave you for Christmas last year?"

"Oh yah, that was quite nice, thank you," Shadow said, nodding, remembering said basket. He did not mention that Omega had accidentally set it on fire.

Knuckles and Shadow soon made it into the crafts store, Knuckles looking through various supplies, while Shadow shuffled his feet and looked bored.

"Ohhh, they're having a class on underwater basket weaving..." Knuckles muttered, seeing a sign posted, "Oh, just for beginners, never mind."

"Ah ha ha ha ha! We've found Shadow and Knuckles...we can get these two and move on the others..." Scratch laughed, hiding behind a table with beads on it, along with Grounder and Coconuts.

"Hey, I lead the Sextuplet S, I decide what we do!" Coconuts yelled.

"So what do we do then?" Grounder wondered.

"...We'll take these two down and move on the others," Coconuts frowned.

"Oh, beads!"

"Ack! Quick, what do we do?" Grounder panicked, then knocked over the table full of beads, sending them crashing over the floor.

"Cheese it!" Scratch yelled, as the robots scrambled.

"Hey, look, ineffectual villains!" Shadow said, pointing towards the trio, "Let's beat them up!"

"Not so fast!" Coconuts yelled, producing a bomb, "Take one step forward, and I'll blow you up!"

Shadow held up his hand, focusing a Chaos Spear.

"Okay, I won't step forward," he said, shrugging.

"Ohhhh...change of plans then," Coconuts muttered, then threw the bomb at Shadow.

"Noooo, not the arts and crafts!" Knuckles yelled, jumping forward and punching the bomb, sending it flying back at the three.

There was an explosion, sending them flying through the roof, into the air...

"Looks like the Sextuplet S is blasting off...for the first tiiiiimmmeeeee..."

Twinkle.

"Are we ripping off Pokemon now?" Shadow wondered, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, luckily we stopped them!" Knuckles said, then began to gather up beads, "I can use these for my next project..."

"Oh my god, the shrapnel from the bomb pierced this guy's lungs!"

"Have you ever thought of maybe getting video games?" Shadow inquired.

"Someone call 9-1-1!"

"And plug them into a tree?" Knuckles asked.

"Don't you die on me! Don't you dare!"

"Good point..." Shadow frowned, "Well, sucks to be you."

"Take me instead! You cruel, pointless world, take me instead!"

Knuckles frowned, getting what he wanted, walking up to the register, moving around some guy who seemed to be napping or something, looking like ketchup had been splattered over his chest. Someone was sobbing over him.

Knuckles then paid for his supplies, and the two walked out, seeing Silver still on the space ship, a small child waiting his turn. The spaceship stopped, and Silver produced another quarter, the ride starting up again, the small child pouting.

[. . .]

Hours later, and they were all sitting in the food court, eating food they liked I'm too lazy to describe.

"So what did everyone get?" Shadow wondered, looking towards everyone gathered at the table.

"Comrade Metal and I acquired some supplies," Omega said.

"What kind of supplies...?" Shadow asked.

"Robot supplies," Metal answered. Shadow decided not to ask for clarification.

"New shoes!" Sonic said, showing off a pair of shoes on his feet that looked exactly like his old kind, except clean.

Tails held up a bag with several comic books.

"I went to the moon!" Silver said, "And fought moon aliens."

"No such thing as moon aliens," Knuckles said.

"Then how did I get this moon rock?"

"That's a giant wad of gum you found in the kiddie rocket ride."

"You're just jealous you didn't get to fight moon aliens."

"Anyyyyyways, we should figure out where we're going next...have a plan..." Sonic said, "So where I think we should go is-"

"Soooooonic! We've finally found you!"

"ANYWHERE BUT HERE!"

[. . .]

A.N. Dun dun dunnnnnn! Seems like the girls have found them! Can Sonic, Shadow, Omega, and the others get away?

Find out, in like seven months when I update again.

Sigh...

I'll try to be quicker.