"Sonic." The hedgehog woke from his nap.
"Yeah Tails." The little yellow two tailed fox.
"Who's this." Tails showed him a dusty photo that was wearing at the edges.
In the photo was a much younger Sonic with a two tailed fox, that wasn't the one holding the photo. This fox was an orange-brown in contrast to Prower's yellow-brown.
They were both posing in front of the Tornado.
"Where did you find this." Sonic's been looking for this for years.
"It was deep in the a Tornado's engines."
He answered still unsure of what this photo even was.
"So that's where she put it," Sonic said wistfully.
"She?" Tails had assumed the fox was male like him.
"Tails."
"Yes?"
"No, her name was Tails." Sonic eyes poured into the photo forlornly. Tails scrunched his face ignorant of the history.
"That's my name, well the one you gave me."
"It was inspired by her. It's a nickname she came up with. Her birth name was Calitos the Fox. You reminded me of her, with your intelligence and devotion, so I gave you her nickname." Sonic realized how disturbing that sounded. But he wanted to cling to any reminder of her existence.
"You had a previous sidekick." There was a hint of offense in his voice.
"Yes she's dead now." Tails's indignity retreated at that fact.
"Maybe it's time you heard the story, it be good for both of us." Tails sat down next to Sonic. "I was ten and she was six when we met on that fateful day."