Prologue
An almost silent, still bell begins to move, ringing ever so slightly…
"Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding."
High up in the blue sky, a bird appears, flying back and forth, around a large structure. A bell rings inside the building, and the bird sways back and forth, following it's louder and stronger rhythm.
The bird circles two times, and then swoops away from the building. Its tail feathers straight with the wind's circulation, it flies straight for a tree. But not just any tree. A tree with a small housing built all on the inside of it.
The winged fellow, with blue feathers spread out and beak straight, it aims towards a fragrant smell. It follows its aroma and goes faster, faster, faster… And then it's almost right at the building, it smacks it's beak straight into the wooden exterior.
"SLAM!"
With a struggling cry, the bird let's out a loud "RAWK!" and tries to get out of the wood. It makes a lot of scratching noises and finally gives up.
"Ohm…" A voice arises from some bed sheets within the housing, and the bed moves slightly as a form moves underneath, moaning.
"Five more minutes, Sonic… Please." The small voice drifts into a snore, and the person falls back to sleep.
After hearing the young person in the bed not do anything, it squawks again and struggles some more, even louder than before.
"BAM!"
The bird is knocked unconscious, out of the wall, outside, and falls to the ground and hits with a large thump. A large alarm clock falls to the wooden floor, ringing loudly after the blow. The young fox boy halfway out of bed falls back into his covers and mutters some curses and falls back to sleep. "Rotten stupid mother freaking flicky… The fox yawns andbegins to snore while falling back into his slumber…
Tails's Bad Day
Lots of things go wrong every now and then.
Even in sequence, like the domino effect.
Some call it bad luck.
Some call it waking up on the wrong side of the bed.
I don't know about you.
But I call it a Bad Day, man!