I always wanted to make Sonic the Hedgehog Fanfic, but not about Sonic. Instead I wished to do one about Tails. The problem I had is what to make it about.

I decided it should involve Vanilla Rabbit, but I'm not sure if I should make it like Tails/Vanilla romance, or to just make her part of the story. But I'll try anyways.

So here's my attempt at Tails/Vanilla fic, though of what type, I'm not exactly sure.

"Its gone. . . Its all gone," Tails said quietly to himself, sadness and disbelief apparent. The once brilliant golden-yellow fur of his nine-year-old body, including his white chest fur, had been damaged by ash that originated from the flames that consumed his house. The fur on random locations on his body were covered in random black and gray spots, and the fur his right forearm and right calf and shin had been burnt off by the fire in his escape from the raging inferno that is his home.

He stood about thirty feet away from his home, able to hear the wooden frame of his home crunch and crackle under the weight of the roof and second floor of his house. The flames had weakened the structural integrity of the two story house, causing the walls and roof and anything else inside to slowly collapse inward.

His body jolted in surprise when the sound if an explosion had resonated within the burning building, and a massive object shooting through the roof into the night sky, sending debris to the air. Tails then ran as fast as his legs would let him, hoping that the debris and whatever that object that destroyed the roof wouldn't hit him on their way down. He distanced himself from his home even further, but fell to his feet when said object landed with a loud thud just behind the tip of his tails.

He sat himself up and turned. Thats the water heater. Thats what exploded, he thought. The safety valve should have prevented that, right? Wait, the entire building is burning. Why would the valve even matter? He looks back at the burning building for a moment, then gets back up to his feet, and walks away from the sight of his home in complete destruction.

One thing he is thankful for is that, at least his home was located in a large clearing within the forest. Otherwise the fire would have spread to a neighboring building and risk the lives of others nearby. The trees were too far to become fuel for the flames that gathered on the grass surrounding his home, which seemed to be putting itself out, so there should be no risk for a forest fire.

After reaching the edge of the forestry, he pressed his back against the tree bark, and slid down onto the forest floor. He pressed his knees against his ash-covered furred chest, his arms on his knees and head resting against his arms. He just sat there, reassuring himself that it would get better eventually.

His ears canine ears twitched, he can hear the sounds of rushing feet, and then a male voice, "Tails!" He tilted his head slightly to the right, seeing Sonic the hedgehog jog toward him. He slower then I remembered him to be, Tails thought. I guess I'm so used to see him as a blur when he runs past me that I forgot what he looked like at normal jogging speed.

Sonic finally reached him, crouching down to meet Tails' face, "Tails, are you okay? !", but the young fox kept his head down. Sonic was worried about the young kit's well being, "Tails, what happened?"

Tails lifted his head up to glare at Sonics face, "What do you think happened?", he shouted angrily, with the most serious face he could possibly make. Sonic jumped in surprise, not expecting to be yelled at by the young kit.

"Tails, relax! I just-" He was quickly interrupted when Tails suddenly stood to his feet in a heartbeat. "How can I relax knowing all of my hard work, all of my inventions, MY CREATIONS THAT I WAS JUST ABOUT TO INTRODUCE TO THE PUBLIC HAVE BEEN DESTROYED IN THE FIRE! ?"

Tails made quick breaths through his nose. The stress and pent-up frustration he bottled up over the past few months had channeled into anger, raising his blood pressure and causing his body to tremble and fist to clench as if he were ready to attack.

Wait a minute, Sonic thought, his hands. What happened to his hands? The hands in question that sparked the hedgehogs curiosity were un-gloved. The fur on Tails hands were a dark shade of gray, if not black, and his nails where shaped as sharp claws, which is highly unusual for a red-fox. Normally, an anthropomorphic red-fox's nails where normally somewhat short and blunt, and existed on the tip of their fingers as if it were an extension of the digit. Tails, however, had nails on top of his digits like the humans did, only sharp, hooked and magenta-red. So thats what his hands look like. He takes a sudden step back as Tails took one step toward him.

More footsteps behind Sonic are heard, but ignored, as three figures approached their location. Cream and Vanilla the Rabbit, including Cheese the Chao, are now visible but are still ignored.

Sonic raised his arms up as if in defeat, "Hey, I'm not your enemy! Can't you just make new inventions or something?"

The fox kit shook with more anger, "MAKE NEW ONES? ! How the hell do you think I got supplies to make anything? ! Did you think I just wandered into the forest and managed to find a bunch of random crap that I take home ? I have to buy them!" He took another step closer, "And the only way to make the money was to sell them! I CAN'T SELL DESTROYED MERCHANDISE, SONIC! The only thing I learned from living here is, next time I find or make a house, I'LL MAKE SURE ITS MADE OF FUCKING METAL AND SHIT-CRETE!"

Sonic stayed silent after that outburst. Tails slapped his forehead, then let out a shaky breath. He shook his head, then quickly jogged to his now destroyed home."Wait!" Sonic yelled. He was about to run after him until a hand on his shoulder stopped him. He looked back to see its owner.

"I think it's best to leave him be. Let him calm himself down." Vanilla said.

Sonic looked back at Tails, seeing him put out the flames by quickly turning his body sideways and swiping his tails horizontally, creating quick and short gust of wind. Thats new, Sonic thought, Why doesn't he just spin his Tails like he usually does? Oh, man, where is he going to live now that his house burnt down?

Sonic turned to face Vanilla, who was watching with a smile on her face, "Um, Vanilla, why are you-"

"I'll take him."

Sonic looked shocked, not the response he'd expect from Vanilla, "What!"

She turned her head to face him, "Is there a problem?"

"What do you mean by 'You'll take him'?"

She frowned, as if she were disappointed, "Well I think it's a good idea."

Sonic seemed confused, "What are you talking about?"

She returned to smiling, realizing that she would have to explain to him her idea, "Miles is now without a home, Sonic. Luckily for him, my home has three bedrooms and two bathrooms. He can live with me as long as he wishes to. I don't mind the extra company."

Sonic felt hopeful, but unsure. It sounded too good to be true. "Are you sure Vanilla? He might be a kid and all but hell, even though he's an inventor, he likes to take things apart when he can't think of anything to make. Last time, Amy chased him for ten minutes straight when she found out he dissembled her Piko Piko hammer to find out what makes it so heavy and to see if it got some kind of teleporter. . . Now that I think about, how does she do that?"

"Oh, It'll be fine. I just hope he'll clean his room. Besides, now Miles and Cream can play just like they used to before he isolated himself here. Would you like that honey? Miles can stay at our house."

Cream smiled ecstatically, "Really? He's staying?"

"Of course."

This will, or should I say, should be at least three or four chapters long. It'll be short, but if I get enough reviews, I will make it longer.

Please review.