“That’s Sonic’s job, after all,” Tails said to himself, lost Mechanical prodigy who prioritized utility over style and would rather prevent Most would consider the house nothing extraordinary.īut this was to the liking of Tails, a scientific and The large runway strip that led right off of the cliff overlooking the ocean, It weren’t for the large satellite sticking out from the top of the roof, theĪdjoining workshop that was at least twice the size of his living quarters, and The brilliantly engineered, albeit almost plain-looking homestead. Wouldn’t it have? Even a tornado would’ve failed to do a modicum of damage to
To find that his home completely withstood the ravaging storm. Mechs alongside his big bro, the young kitsune had a devastating fear of thunderstorms,Ī phobia that caused him to roll into a fetal position and bury his face intoĪfter walking along the perimeter of his yard, Tails was relieved While Tails could be fearless when fighting Eggman’s array of Stepping outside to begin his daily morning routines, Tails performedĪ visual survey of his property for any damage caused by the thunderstorm the Living room and an open kitchen, complete with a small table wide enough to To the main floor of their home, comprised of a moderately-sized, sparsely-furnished Prevent the bitter end of Sonic’s well-deserved slumber, Tails finally made it Walking a bit more briskly, but still light enough to Sound of light snoring coming from the blue hedgehog. Twitching his triangular ears in theĭirection of the occupied bedroom, Tails could only make out the consistent He crept his way across the second floor stretch, walking past his bigīrother’s bedroom in the process. “Wonder if Sonic’s still asleep,” he pondered to himself as The narrow hallway leading to the staircase. “Today is going to be a good day,” Tails said as he placedĪfter making his early morning prediction of the day’sĮvents, and stealing one final stretch, Tails stepped out of his bedroom into
As he slowly filled his lungs with the outdoorĪir, he listened to the sound of flickys chirping in the distant forest to theĮast and the shallow waves of the ocean waters to the west, steadily crashing against Stagnant aroma of his bedroom with the refreshing smell of the outdoors, Tails The rejuvenating sunlight warmed his fur, and the brisk breeze replaced the
The second floor of his home, drew the curtains, and slowly opened the window. Rubbing the remaining sleep from his eyes, the fox cubĪpproached the window dividing his modest bedroom from the gorgeous view from AfterĪ few brief yawns, muffled by his large white gloves, he firmly planted hisįeet to the floor as he began to collect his bearings. Off, a young, orange fox rose out of bed, stretching his thin, furry arms. Waking up a few minutes before his alarm clock was set to go Action/adventure elements with brotherly moments between Sonic and Tails contained herein. “It’s my fault the Chaos Emeralds were lost, so it’s my duty to find them before Eggman does!” An immediate prequel to Sonic X, this story explores Tails’ struggles with self-worth as he attempts to build a detector to locate the mystical gems.
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