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Eyes slowly blinked open before taking in the view of the timber ceiling above his bed.
A huge yawn escaped his muzzle, fangs briefly on display as his jaw widened, almost akin to a snake, before snapping shut. Throwing the bed covers back his sock covered paws hit the floor as the 8 year old fox padded over and into the bathroom.
One quick wash and call of nature completed Miles Prower's piercing blue eyes stared into the cabinet mirror, eyeing up the fox staring back at him. “Ugh, I hate that name... although I can't really remember why...” Opening the cabinet he took out the roll of sports tape and wound it round his gloved paws. Closing the cabinet he smiled into the mirror, “whatever, anyway Sonic found me and named me 'Tails' so that's that.”
Leaving the bathroom, still clutching the roll of tape, he padded over and slid his red and white sneakers onto his foot paws before binding them with the sports tape.
“I never see the point in this stuff...” He muttered while holding up the half used roll of tape but then shrugged his shoulders, “but Sonic uses it so it must be cool.”
He walked over to the table in the centre of his house, placed down the tape and put on his brown tool belt with shoulder strap.
Engaging the enerbeam he tried once, missed, then again, success! Snagging his goggles from the sofa arm he whipped them back and caught them before placing them on his head.
Testing out the goggles he scanned the room and switched modes, from zoom 'wow, too close, I can see the specks of dirt on the wall' to thermal whereupon he noticed a triangular object standing out from the background, glowing at a slightly warmer colour. Flicking his goggles off and back up onto his brow the fox picked up his communicator and strapped it to his left wrist. A quick check found 'No new messages'.
Stepping into the kitchen area he opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of blueberry juice and some leftover pizza. Kicking the door shut with his heel he scoffed the pizza and washed it down with the juice. “Hmmm, not the greatest breakfast ever but still better than Meh Burger... BURRRRRRRRP.”
Now he headed into the workshop, namesakes wafting slowly from side to side as he walked. Sniffing the air he scrunched his muzzle in disgust, “ugh it still smells of fish, curse you Knuckles.”
Walking past his yellow plane he lovingly tapped the fuselage, “ready for whenever I need ya.”
Arriving at the workbench he picked up his adjustable wrench and tried a few practice swings before storing it in his tool belt.
Just then his large ears twitched at the sound of a “ping” from his communicator. Lifting his wrist and tapping the button brought up the message that Mrs Walrus needed help with rescuing her baby from up a tree. “Looks like a job for me,” the fox said out loud as he jogged out of the workshop and soon arrived at the occupied tree.
Spinning his namesakes he rose into the air, strafing left then right between the branches as he ascended until he found the child, carefully picked up the baby and retraced his flight path back to solid ground before handing over the child.
“Oh, my baby!” Mrs Walrus exclaimed in relief, Tails just rolled his eyes.
The two tailed fox made his way back to the workshop. Just as he was entering through the doorway his communicator pinged again.
“Eggman is attacking!”
Immediately jumping into the plane he took off and circled the island until he spotted his friends, already engaged in battling a single huge mech together with a swarm of the standard motobug, crabmeat and buzz-bomber badniks on a beach at the edge of hedgehog village.
Tails began dealing with the aerial threat, circling back and forth he took out the buzz-bombers using the weapons on the plane. Once the last one was destroyed he landed the plane on the beach and rushed over with his trusty wrench to help deal with the run of the mill badniks. Amy was smashing them with her hammer, Knuckles was punching them into the sand, Sticks was using her boomerang.
Meanwhile Sonic was busy with the large mech and, after just a few more hits, it soon collapsed onto the beach with Eggman floating up out of the top shaking his fist.
“Curse you pesky rodents!”
“We aren't rodents, we're mammals.” Tails pointed out.
“I thought I was an echidna?” Knuckles piped up.
Sonic tapped him on the shoulder, “you are buddy, Tails is just sassing eggface.”
“Oh okay, you tell him Tails!”
Eggman turned and began flying away, “I'll be back!”
Sonic waved dismissively at the retreating villain, “yeah yeah, whatever. Great job team! How about we get lunch at meh burger.”
Amy smiled and clasped her paws together, “Are you asking me out on a dinner date Sonic?”
The blue hedgehog facepalmed and, drawled out “if by 'dinner date' you mean me and all of our friends having lunch together in a place of questionable hygiene with mediocre food then yes.”
She huffed in response, “there's no need to be so harsh.”
Sonic shrugged his shoulders, “I was being polite.”
The gang headed over to Meh Burger and collected their food. Most sat down at the picnic tables but Sticks took her tray and hid under the table.
Amy stuck her head under the table, “Sticks, why are you hiding?”
“The government are watching, they have spies everywhere!”
Tails looked round, the only other person present was Dave. He ran through several potential comebacks in his head before going with, “I'm pretty sure Dave the intern isn't a government spy.”
The voice from the table retorted, “that's what they want you to think.” She popped her head out and stared at Dave who was casually washing a plate and looking completely disinterested, “man, he's good,” and she ducked back into her hiding spot.
Eventually the gang finished eating and Sonic stood up and did some stretches.
“So, I'm gonna go for a run, you guys got any plans?”
Amy stood and stacked the empty plates onto the tray, “fuzzy puppies rematch with Eggman.”
“Okaaaay.”
Knuckles stood up and rubbed his chin in deep thought, “I feel the need to guard something shiny.”
“You do you buddy.” Sonic then leaned down to send his voice below the table, “what about you Sticks?”
“That's classified.” The voice from under the table replied.
Sonic crossed his arms and shook his head from side to side, “of course it is... what about you Tails?”
“oh, er, there's this new video game just come out, I thought I'd give it a go.”
Giving his trademark thumbs up the hedgehog smiled, “cool, just don't forget who the video game champ is.”
The fox smiled back, “oh I remember...it's Knuckles.”
Sonic snorted with laughter, “good one buddy, I'll catch you later.”
With that the gang split up, leaving Sticks under the table, and Tails headed home.