𝙄'𝙢 𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙘, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜...

      It’s funny and fun for you to come to the laughter room and laugh at yourself. looking at yourself in crooked mirrors and looking through them at how funny you look? Nowadays I also find it funny to look at myself in a distorting mirror. This thing is really funny, although it's a little useless in my opinion. True, maybe someday I’ll change my mind and maybe I’ll understand that crooked and funny mirrors are still very useful in some ways. Although before that I generally thought it was even worse. I thought these mirrors were useless and not funny at all. It all started that week when Tails, together with the mayor of our village, announced that it was time for us all to relax and have fun at the same time. To do this, we will build a large amusement park for the whole village. Everyone chose for themselves what they would build. Tails and Cosmo will build a roller coaster with carts for passengers. Shadow, Rouge and Omega decided to make a carousel. Sticks, Charmy and Cream decided to make a cafeteria and food stall for the guests. Vector and Espio decided to make a panic room. No, in fact, nothing terrible will happen there. This is the same funhouse, only with black humor. Vanilla and Big decided to make a room of sadness. They simply decided that if there is a room of laughter and a room of fear, then why not a room of sadness? This is somehow not fair. Maybe someone at the amusement park would be interested in the sad room? Knuckles, Blaze and Silver were making a large Ferris wheel. Mighty and Ray were building a slot machine to measure impact force. Luz Bucket decided to build a large pool with a bunch of colorful and plastic balls for the kids. Sally decided to help him with this. My brother and sister Sonya and Manik decided to make a racing track with a mini-stadium where all participants would jump on bags. Tikal later joined them and decided to help them with this. Well, I was enrolled in the group together with Amy, so that together we could build a laughter room. And the next day, Amy and I, as soon as we made the mirrors, took it to our future amusement park. At the same time, Princess Elice promised to help us with the construction of the room itself.

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      I carried all five types of crooked mirrors on my back, and Amy held ten of them in her armpits on both arms. Moreover, mirrors are simply called curved. In fact, they looked normal and even. It’s just that their reflections looked crooked and different for each one. The surprise was one single mirror, which was ordinary and normal, both in appearance and in the reflection in it. While we were walking, I was thinking along the way with Amy: — Amy, don’t you think that maybe no one needs a fun room? — No. Why do you think so? — It’s just that I’m probably the only one who doesn’t understand why this funhouse is? — I explained the question to her more precisely, and she answered me. — So that all spectators and visitors will have fun and have fun. If there is no fun room, then they will most likely get bored and die of boredom... Well, like you, for example, when you stand in one place for a minute, not knowing what to do and cannot hold out for a second. — Well I do not know. Look, the same Big and Vanilla decided to build a room of sadness. Although it is also not clear who needs it. But in my opinion, it would be much smarter to make the room... M-m-m... Movement. Well, something like a gym or a rocking chair. I would work there as a trainer, teaching everyone how to move correctly, walk, run or jump over obstacles and so on. And all this would be much more fun than laughing at the reflection. — Well, I'm sorry, Sonic, unfortunately, not everyone in our world is into sports and not everyone has fun with it, like you. So, at the end of our conversation, she and I came to the construction site of an amusement park. The mayor of our village supervised its construction and inspected it. When we passed him, Omega approached him with a wooden horse and, holding it in his hands, asked: — Where to put it? — he asked, but the mayor apparently did not hear him or was busy and walked away. Omega followed him and repeated the questions: — Where to put it?... Well, where to put it? Amy and I came to our colorful house, which will serve as a laughter room. There Elice herself was already waiting for us and helped us hang the mirrors on the walls. For now, I stood aside and looked at myself in one of those crooked mirrors, which was currently lying on the floor, and was indignant at what I saw: — I don’t understand the meaning or pleasure of seeing myself in such a distorted form. This is not true! Short legs, a fat and oval belly, a small head, eyes like watermelons, and wavy arms, as if the bones inside them were broken. Why should I rejoice and laugh here? — This is funny! — Elice answers my rhetorical question, picking up that very last mirror from the floor and hanging it on the wall along with Amy. — Look how funny you are. — This is not funny, but stupid! — I started to argue. — Trust me, Elice! If you really had this shape, you wouldn’t be laughing at all. — Don't pay attention to him, Elice. It is useless to explain anything to him. He's absolutely impenetrable. — Amy said about me, tapping her head with her fist for example. Elice, by the way, appreciated her joke. — It's no use looking at yourself in a distorting mirror! — I explained to her and looked at myself in it for the last time, feeling disgusted. — Useless! And it's not funny at all! With these words, I then turned around and left, adding. — Finish your stupid bullying room yourself! When I left the room, I was leaving the construction site and going home. The mayor even addressed me: — Sonic, where are you going? I finished it all so quickly. — Where should I put it? — Omega turned to him, and the mayor blushed with anger, tapped himself on the head and shouted at this robot: — YES IT’S NORMAL TO TIE TO THE CARousel ITSELF WITH A ROPE!!! WHY DID YOU ASK ME WITH YOUR STUPID QUESTIONS??? — Hush hush! I got it. I'll go and install it now. — Omega answered calmly and walked away.

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      Suddenly, at that moment I seemed to pass out, although I didn’t even have time to get home and the day had not yet passed. Although, as usual, I woke up at that moment with the roosters crowing and it was a new morning, judging by the calendar. I went to brush my teeth and suddenly I looked at myself in the mirror and jumped in place, scared of myself. In a regular mirror, I looked crooked compared to other things. My arms were wavy and crooked, and I looked crooked all over. My nose was like a potato, and my stomach looked as if I hadn’t eaten anything in forever and was dying of hunger, although in reality I didn’t want to eat yet. I ran to the other mirrors to check myself in them, and there I was shown differently. In one I was shown in the shape of a heart, in the second I was all round and fat, in the third I was a dwarf, in the fourth I was too tall, in the fifth I was fat, in the sixth my ears and nose were long, and in the seventh I was even square. It was terrible. I screamed in fright. My scream from the street was heard by Tails, Knuckles, Shadow, Rouge, Elice, Eggman and Amy. They came running to me and saw me like this, they even laughed. I didn’t even understand why they were laughing at me. This isn't funny at all. When I explained everything to them, they decided to stay with me. Fortunately, I had the kettle set in advance and the tea leaves were ready. Therefore, the guests were not left without tea. — Maybe you just ate something wrong? — Shadow mocked me. — I didn’t eat anything, idiot. — I answered him in response to his mockery, and this bastard also laughed, covering his laughter with his hand, looking at how I was gradually changing my forms. I was tall at first by this point, and then I stretched my head by grabbing my ears and pulling them to the sides for example. — It's all because of your stupid crooked mirrors! — I immediately took on a long-legged form with a crooked and dwarf torso and head. — From your stupid funhouse. Did you laugh before? - then I took the shape of a heart and began to beat, like my heart in my chest from excitement. — I just don’t understand why me? Why did all this fall on me? I was against this! — And for your business! The crooked mirrors were probably offended by you for speaking out about them like that. This is how they punished you. — Shadow continued to mock me and laughed. Rouge hit his shoulder and ran over him: — Shadow, stop mocking him! He feels bad enough without you! — Well, if you think it’s from the mirrors, then let’s experiment? — Knuckles suggested. At that moment I took the form of a tick as a sign of agreement.

***

      When we returned to the theme park construction site, I entered the funhouse with Amy, Tails, Knuckles, Tails, Shadow and Rouge. Shadow looked at my reflection along with his own in the distorting mirror and said: — You see now? You're not crooked! You're normal! I looked at myself in a distorting mirror and thought: — "Yes. I actually look fine here. And everyone else here is funny! Hehe." — I just thought, but then I thought about it again. — “Wait!” I looked at my hands, which were still crooked like waves, as well as at my normal reflection in the crooked mirror and immediately realized that even here Shadow was making fun of me. And he was right. It was all the crooked mirrors that cursed me, making me crooked in real life, and they took my normal reflection for themselves. Realizing this, I fell to the floor and cried. Friends, including Shadow, oddly enough, began to try to feel sorry for me. — Sonic-Sonic, what are you doing? It's okay that you are like that! — Elice told me. — It's not scary! We won't laugh at you because of this. We promise! — Amy said. — Come on, Sonic, this is the new millennium. A lot of new technologies and you even have me. Don't forget that I'm a mechanic. We will definitely come up with something to make you the same. — says Tails. — Just don’t worry! You are an optimistic, impressionable person and, as it turns out, very flexible. — Rouge said. - Come on, Sonic, it's not the end of the world. You are alive and well, which means that all is certainly not lost. The main thing is to think less about bad thoughts, and then perhaps everything will go away on its own. - Knuckles tells me, and I was indignant at his attempts to calm me down. — DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A COLD? — I shouted at him, first taking the form of a fat man, and then a dwarf with huge eyes. — OR FOR STOMACH DISORDER??? HOW CAN THIS GO AWAY BY ITSELF??? — on the last question I took the form of a tall man with a small head. At that moment, Shadow was laughing non-stop, covering his mouth with his hands. — AND YOU MEAN ALL THIS IS FUNNY, RIGHT??? — I shouted at him, taking the form of a ball with a Picasso-style face, and this idiot just laughed and laughed. He even lied to me that he SUPPOSEDLY wasn’t funny, shaking his head in response, although he was still laughing at me in order to mock me even more. This made me angry, you can’t imagine how angry it made me. — YOU SHOULD HAVE BECOME THE CROOKED FREAK, NOT ME!!! THEN YOU WOULD NOT BE LAUGHING!!! — I shouted at him and at that moment he finally stopped laughing. I turned around and began beating myself on the chest, gradually taking on various curved shapes. At the same time as the beatings, I repeated to myself: — I’M A FREAK!!! — How kind of a freak are you, Sonic? — Knuckles asked me. — You're pretty normal! — NO!!! I'M A FREAK!!! — No, you're normal! — Tails joined in. — I'M A FREAK!!! — Are You Normal! — added Shadow. — Fre-e-e... Ak! — I said to myself, hitting myself a couple more times. Then I looked at my normal reflection in the distorting mirrors, got angry and shouted: — IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!” YOU UGLY, USELESS AND CROOKED MIRRORS!!! — Out of anger, I picked up a huge hammer and, getting ready to throw it, I shouted: — I, SONIC THE HEDGEHOG, CURSE YOU, CROOKED MIRRORS-AH!!! At the last shout, I threw my hammer at the mirror in the center and it broke, splitting into two halves, they fell and brought down the rest of the crooked mirrors to the last. They all crashed, and the fragments flew straight at me. It seemed to me that now they would touch me and hurt me. Fortunately, thanks to my new ability, I was crooked in shape, I took on the stretched shape of my head, torso, arms and legs as if I had been stabbed to death, although in fact they just took on the shape, for the fragments flew almost close to me, but without even touching me wherein. The fragments flew past me and fell to the floor, and I, having lost hope of making me normal again, despaired, covered my face with crooked palms and ran home, crying all the way because I remained such a freak for the rest of my life. So I remained a crooked freak with different and crooked shapes for the rest of my life, just as I thought.

***

      I was lying on the street near my house. I lay down on the grass and looked as if a huge and heavy bucket had run over me, flattening me into a pancake. Although in reality I just lay down like that and continued to cry. I cried for a very long time until Amy came running to visit me. She sat down next to me on some pebble, looked at me with regret for a long time and was silent for now. Then after a couple of minutes she broke the silence and spoke to me: — You’re completely out of kilter, Sonic! — I see it myself. I have no time for you now! — I answered her and continued to roar. — Stop crying, Sonic! Look at this case from the other side! I'm sure your new features of being crooked might even be useful. Not trusting, I rose from the ground with a questioning face, inflated like a balloon, and Amy continued to reassure me. By that time I myself had stopped crying. — Trust me!

***

      Amy and I went to her house. I had huge legs and belly, but my head and arms were small. — You’ve been walking as a couple for a long time and you’re tired.” You want to sit down, but there is nowhere. For this reason, walking with you is very useful. — she said and made a rocking chair out of me, after which she even sat on me and started rocking on me. — How soft! It was like sitting down on a soft marshmallow. — she said and stood up. — Great, isn't it? — Don't even know. I don't feel comfortable somehow. — That is okay! We will find other uses for you. — she explained to me and went to her home. I followed her on my legs, made up like a rocking chair. I walked so stupidly that everyone would laugh at me if they saw me. She took out her second red skirt with a sleeveless vest from the closet. — Look! Do you see how the skirt wrinkles on an ordinary hanger? — then she put this skirt on me and tied it at the waist with a thread so tightly that my stomach narrowed. It didn’t hurt, oddly enough. — Here! But now it doesn’t wrinkle. Or here's another one! — she added and went to the nightstand, took out a lot of things from there and brought them to me. — I need to carry a lot of things, but I don’t have enough hands. But with you and your new abilities, this problem is solved in one second. So, here it is! It's here! It's here! It's here! This is here, and this is here! Here! Here! Here! Here! Here! Here! — while she was saying all this, she pulled out several long sticks from me and began to hang all her things on them, as if on hangers. Hats, fans, sunglasses, a bunch of beads, earrings, a pico-pico hammer, lipstick, mascara, powder, false eyelashes, a Rouge suit, black shorts, jeans, red shoes, shoes like Blaze's, panties with a hole from the iron, a purple Chaos Emerald, a couple of gold rings and even my own talisman, which Chip once gave me as a parting gift. She takes me to the mirror and shows me wearing all this junk. — Here you go! Look, Sonic, how useful you are! Unfortunately, this made me very upset and even angry. My gaze became stern, and I immediately wanted to shout at her, but at first I held back, clenching my hands into fists and shaking them. — Am I a hanger for you or what? — No, Sonic, you are a very useful friend with your abilities. You...” Before she had time to finish, I turned to her and shouted: — AM I A HANGER TO YOU??? I'M ASKING YOU!!! I FOR YOU FURNITURE??? — then I began to throw off everything that Amy had pinned on me. — THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT ME??? DO YOU THINK SINCE WE ARE FRIENDS, YOU CAN TREAT ME LIKE A THING??? LOOK WHAT YOU HANGED FOR ME HERE!!! — when I took off the last thing, I began to beat myself with anger and change shape several times. — REMEMBER, AMY!!! THE FACT THAT I HAVE LOST MY FORM DOES NOT MEAN THAT I HAVE LOST MY SENSE OF OWN DIGNITY!!! I AM NOT YOUR FURNITURE OR YOUR HANGER, AMY!!! I AM A PERSON!!! IT'S CLEAR??? THOUGH IT IS UNFORMED, IT IS STILL A PERSONALITY!!! Amy immediately grabbed me by the shoulders and started shaking and screaming: — SONIC, WAKE UP!!! WAKE UP!!!

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      I immediately woke up on the floor, and Amy was also shaking me and screaming: — SONIC, GET UP!!! HOW LONG CAN YOU LAY ON THE FLOOR??? — she asked me, and when I almost stood up and yawned, she stood up and was about to leave. — Went! We're already done here. I immediately came to my senses and looked at myself in a distorting mirror. I see that my reflection is crooked, but looking at myself in real life, I was completely normal. — He must have had a nightmare? — Elice asked. — No idea! Like grinding with your tongue, it’s so easy here. And when he works, he always gets sleepy. — Amy answers. I felt and touched myself everywhere and, making sure that I was all normal, I immediately realized that it was all not true, but a dream. Even the crooked mirrors themselves, which he then broke in his sleep out of anger, were safe and sound. — “Oh, Chaos! So it was a dream! Chaos, how you scared me!” — I thought and began to check myself in the reflection in the distorting mirror. For the first time in my life, I laughed at myself then. That is, here I am normal, but in the mirror I am so ugly and crooked that it’s really funny. Yes, I agree that this thing is really funny. But still useless, as I still think. Although maybe I just didn’t fully understand the essence of crooked mirrors, but on the whole I was glad that it was a dream and glad that I remained normal. I hope that in real life I will never become as crooked. And so far I haven’t become one. I hope this story will serve as a lesson for you too, kids. Never rush to conclusions and do not blame something for which it is not to blame. If you don’t like something, then first try to understand it properly and figure out that maybe it’s not as bad as you thought.