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an unspoken rule of the older siblings

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He rubbed one of his eyes sluggishly, pushing himself back to his previous place. His eyes were ready to stare again before he noticed a movement out of the corner of his eyes. The kit turned his head towards it and he wished he didn’t.

 

His breath hitched for a second before he pulled himself against the desk far away from what his brain concluded was a threat to his very being. The kit grabbed a wrench from his discarded tool pile right beside his computer as the electronic kept sending pings.

 

The fox pointed it towards his enemy as some sort of weapon he was willing to threaten it with. The creature stayed still, staring at the owner of the long stick that had a curve in front.

 

The kit gulped silently as he very slowly pulled up the wrist that was wearing his communicator, never tearing his eyes away from the menace. He juggled the wrench with the communicator until the tech and the tool were balanced in his hold, a free finger to swipe as it pleased on the glass.

or tails calls sonic over a spider

Notes:

Hey! Thanks for checking out this fic! <3

First of all, if there any grammar or out of character mistakes, please be sure to notify me! <3

Second, enjoy the show!

TW: Spiders. Arachnophobia.

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Work Text:

The fox hadn’t focused on his surroundings for a while since he started working. His fingertips trained on muscle memory tapping away at his keyboard as he zoned on the screen in front of him. A blue hue engulfed his face as he took a few tries before grabbing his cup that innocently disguised the fact there was coffee inside.

 

He took a sip as the liquid flowed, the cup touching his lips. His eyes laser-focused on the screen, as he never broke contact once. The only thing that encouraged him to do so was the fact he spilled the cup instead of placing it normally. The hot steamy liquid made a mess on his desk which he only noticed when a few droplets burned his legs.

 

“ Shoot! ” He rushed to get the wet wipes that were buried at the very bottom of his desk’s cabinet, quickly pulling a few out.

 

He wiped it in a rush, the blueprints taunting him as they quickly got soaked in the brown drink. The kit groaned at the sight of his precious plans and papers. He’d have to redo them all again.

 

After he deemed it dry enough, he pushed him against the desk, moving a few inches away in his chair as he let out a long tired groan. Great, just what he needed. He supposes he deserves it. He wasn’t allowed coffee anyways.

 

He rubbed one of his eyes sluggishly, pushing himself back to his previous place. His eyes were ready to stare again before he noticed a movement out of the corner of his eyes. The kit turned his head towards it and he wished he didn’t.

 

His breath hitched for a second before he pulled himself against the desk far away from what his brain concluded was a threat to his very being. The kit grabbed a wrench from his discarded tool pile right beside his computer as the electronic kept sending pings.

 

The fox pointed it towards his enemy as some sort of weapon he was willing to threaten it with. The creature stayed still, staring at the owner of the long stick that had a curve in front. 

 

The kit gulped silently as he very slowly pulled up the wrist that was wearing his communicator, never tearing his eyes away from the menace. He juggled the wrench with the communicator until the tech and the tool were balanced in his hold, a free finger to swipe as it pleased on the glass.

 

‘soic i ned hlp imdditly’

 

He had to backspace a few times before getting his final message, ‘craps’ and ‘shoots ’ spilled out of his mouth as he cursed himself for not accounting the keyboard to work better in situations like this.

 

‘Sonic, I need help. Immediately.’ Sent.

 

He watched the message immediately change its ‘Sent.’ into ‘ Read.’ in a mili-second.

 

The fox kit let out a whimper, his hand wearing the communicator joining his one holding the wrench in posing at the creature. The menace moved slightly and the kit backed away with a yelp. He squished himself backing away in the chair.

 

The door to his workshop was slammed open, the blue hedgehog panting in the doorway as his quills were risen in alert. 

 

“Tails! Are you okay? Oof- ”

 

Before he had time to react, his arms were currently holding an armful of fluff as it clung onto him for dear life. The kit’s frame was vibrating as Sonic adjusted him on his hip, holding onto him tightly.

 

“Uh, what’s going on?” The hedgehog blinked at the fox in his hold.

 

The fox inhaled. “ There’safreakingspideronmydeskohmychaosit’sgoingtokillme- ”

 

“Woah, woah!” His hands were placed in a T, arms supporting the boy instead. “Time out, I can barely make out a word. Keed, calm down.”

 

The kit took a few seconds to breathe in and out. He clung onto his brother tighter, before talking in a manner where he paused at every word before continuing. “There’s a spider on my desk. It’s going to kill me”

 

The hedgehog went silent for a minute. The brothers stared at each other, exchanging blinks. Sonic blinked quickly at one part, before holding onto his brother and wheezing. Which only caused the younger to go red in angry embarrassment, namesakes swishing in agitation.

 

“I’m sorry, just give me a -wheeze- second. -wheeze- A spider -wheeze- .” It took more than a second as the older continued to choke on his laughs. 

 

“I didn’t message you to come over just to laugh at me, y’know?” The kit crossed his arms, the metal wrench sending a cold chill against his chest.

 

“Sorry, sorry. You’re right. You're right.” Sonic took one hand to wipe a stray tear away, a smile Tails knew wasn’t going to wiped off anytime soon marked its spot on the hedgehog’s smug face.

 

“I don’t get how you find it amusing. It was this big!” The fox exaggerated with his hand gesture, edging away from the hedgehog to make his point.

 

“Okay, okay. Sounds pretty serious. Where is it?” The hedgehog out of habit rocked himself on his heel, the fox only grumbled a “It is.” .

 

“It’s over there, on my desk.” Tails shoved the wrench into his brother’s hands, he was hesitant for a split-second as he got away from the hedgehog’s hold, switching to stand very closely beside him.

 

“What? You want me to kill it?” The older looked at the tool in his hands, glancing at the younger who crossed his arms, huffing.

 

“No, duh. What else?”

 

“ Tails. It’s just a spider. It ain’t gonna be the end of you, lil’ buddy.” Sonic put one hand on his hip, the other idly tapping the wrench against his thigh. An amused smile crept on his face.

 

“Just get rid of it!” Tails snapped, resisting the urge to facepalm. It was so simple. So simple. All he wanted was that chaos-forsaken menace to be out of his workshop so he could work again. But, no. His brother had to make a show out of it.

 

“I’m on it, no need to yell.” Sonic rolled his eyes, making his way to one of the jars displaced on the desk.

 

The hedgehog scanned his eyes all over the desk, looking for his target. The desk was stained, the blueprints matching as he watched the remains of a liquid from the fallen-over cup. Now, exaggerating was mostly Sonic’s thing. And he usually did it to make fun of a thing like the drama queen he was. But all that Tails could hear was Sonic losing it as huffs of laughter escaped the hedgehog.

 

Sonic felt bad, he really shouldn’t be laughing as he watched the terror that consumed his little brother a few moments ago when he first arrived. But, could you blame him when the ‘big spider’ turned out to be no bigger than his finger?

 

“Alright, you pest. That’s enough mischief for today.” He gently scooped the spider into the jar, closing the lid before turning to look at Tails, snickering.

 

“Yes, my dear younger brother. This is most certainly ‘big’.” Sonic continued laughing, pointing at the jar where Tails only huffed and crossed his arms in anger.

 

“Whatever, get it out of my workshop- Get it away! Stop!” The kit yelped and backed away when he was ‘threatened’ (the jar being placed slightly being closer to him as Sonic walked over to the door) which only caused the hedgehog to continue his laughter.

 

Eventually, the hedgehog calmed down, speeding over a few inches away from the workshop before he crouched and opened the jar. “There you go. See ya, lil’ one.”

He returned to a grouchy fox, mumbling under his breath about ‘dumb annoying big brothers’ and ‘menaces that only disrupted your workflow’ or whatever, as he tried to reorganize everything back in order.

 

“I swear, he’s such a pain sometimes. How do I even have the patience?”

 

“Who’s such a pain?” The hedgehog leaned on the door, a smug smile permanently drawn on his face.

 

“Agh! You- Don’t scare me like that!” The fox was still on guard, whipping around too quickly to face the older.

 

“Sorry. Promise I’m not a spider though.” Sonic evilly cackled when his brother let out a tired groan that dragged on for a good while. “You’re never going to let me live that down are you?”

 

“Nope!” The hedgehog dashed over and looped an arm around his brother.

 

“I hate you. I hate you so much.”

 

“Augh, my heart. After all that I did for you? Whatever, my brother. I love you too.” The hedgehog only grinned, before it turned into a softer one as he watched his brother continue to frown while crossing his arms.

 

The hedgehog gave a squeeze. “Hey, y’know it’s perfectly fine to call me over for stuff like this, right?”

 

The fox looked over at him. “Really?”

 

“Mhm, really.” Sonic brought him in closer. “Whatever’s bothering you, big or small, you can always and, I mean it, always call your big brother for help.”

 

The kit felt a smile creep on his face and he didn’t stop it. He sighed and melted into the half-embrace. “Thanks, big brother.”

 

“You’re welcome.” The hedgehog let them stay in the hug for a little before he broke apart.

 

The two stared at each other, smiling, for a bit before they glanced at the desk. Tails grimacing as the hedgehog got into a thinking position about what was the liquid to cause this mess.

 

“So, uhm. What’s spilled all over your desk-“

 

“Nothing!”

 

“Wait.” Sonic sniffed the aroma and closed his eyes shut, a hand on his temple resting on the arm that came to half-cross on his body. “Is this coffee, Tails?”

 

The fox’s namesakes curled around him as he gave him a shaky awkward smile followed by silence.

 

“Tails!”

 

Sonic was urgently pushed out of the workshop against his will, though continuing to demand answers and scold.

 

“OkaySonicthankyouforyourhardworkbutIreallythinkyoushouldgonowIloveyoubye!”

 

SLAM!

 

The hedgehog stood in disbelief at the door, before curling his hands into fists and banging on the door. “Why, you little! You’re not getting away with this Tails! I own this place, y’know. And just wait once I get there! You’ll be dreaming of ever entering the workshop!”

 

Tails sighed as he heard his brother’s angry rant. It wouldn’t be long before he was dragged out of the workshop and scolded about how ‘coffee isn’t good for him.’ and ‘coffee isn’t a substitute for sleep, Tails.’.

 

One thing for sure, he was never going to finish his work.

Notes:

Thanks for reading! <33

A/N:

*looks at shaky hands* i did it? i didn’t write angst for the first time? MOM GET THE CAMERA!!

Nothing much to say other than, I feel like the idea of Tails being afraid of spiders and will call Sonic at any given time to get rid of it is very funny and cute. And whaddaya know, killing big scary monsters that are spoopy for our siblings is an unspoken rule of the older siblings! (smile falters in old sister as eye twitches)

Sorry for the long hiatus, I guarantee that there will be another for a month or so. School has been kicking my rear ended left and right, while running me over with a big school bus with no mercy.

And uh sorry for the short fic, I promise there’s a longer one currently brewing. I just couldn’t write it properly these days, so uh have this cute fic. (Seriously, no angst?)

Thanks for reading! Have a nice day/night/afternoon/whatevesss! <33

ps. there’ll be a heck ton of angst next fic. don’t you guys worry your pretty little heads off <3