Some of you might see the characters doing these things, others of you might not. Either way, I hope you enjoy~!
I don't own Sonic & Co...just the story...
Insipred by Tails' face when he sees the inside of Diamond Stadium in the Sonic X episode "Unfair Ball".
Dedicated to my own "Tails". Your quiet humor and love of baseball made this bit possible, so thank you.
For Tails, it was baseball.
All of the others assumed that his passion lay within machines, and this was partially true. There was nothing like the smell of oil and grease, the cool metal of his wrenches seeping through his glove to touch his paw, and the elation when a machine worked right the first time. Machinery was the only thing that kept him sane through the winter, for when the snow melted away and the new green grass began to poke through the damp earth, it was only a matter of days before he could be out on his home-made diamond on the outskirts of Station Square. Whenever he got the chance, he would run to his diamond and stand on home plate, letting the joy race through his body before he launched himself into a game of his own.
It was ridiculous, sure. If anyone would have found out, they would have called him crazy. After all, you can't play baseball with just one person. But that didn't matter to him because nothing, not even mechanics, compared to the grip of the wooden bat, the worn leather of his old glove, and the scent of the fresh cut grass that wafted past his nose every so often. He would turn his red and white ball cap around backwards and toss his favorite ball idly to himself, lost in thought. And once his thinking was over, it was time to get his head in the game, so to speak. He would stand at the plate, imaginary bat in hand, and he could see the players, hear the crowd, feel the sweat rolling off his forehead because it was his hit that would decide the fate of the game. With a powerful swing, the little white ball would fly through the air, and the run would begin. A red sneaker connected with the white bag of first base, but the little fox ran on, encouraged by the roar of the crowd. A sharp left turn gave way to a soft plume of white dust left hovering over second and the third base was reached. In the next second he was being screamed at to "RUN!" because an outfielder had recovered the ball and was throwing it towards home! He ran faster, spinning his two tails for an extra speed boost as the distance between him and home plate grew smaller and smaller. In the desperate race to beat the ball, he threw himself to the ground and slid, his gloved fingers gripping the edge of the plate everyone waits, breathless. The umpire's cry of "Safe!" brings the crowd to its feet and in his mind, he's being lifted up by his team and everyone is cheering and screaming his name…and then, he picks himself off the ground and dusts the dirt from his white belly fur, one more game won by a new kind of hero…
If you didn't quite catch that: Tails ran the bases while imagining he was the star of a game.
Also, I'd appreciate suggestions for Cream, Amy, and Shadow. If you have any, send me a PM about it, please! :)
