For all my subscribers out there, yes: I have officially discontinued my last story, Unexpected. Although I enjoyed writing it, just like any person, now that I look back on it, I think it's a piece of hamster crap. And…I dunno, I basically didn't have any more inspirational juice left in me to finish it. I won't delete it though, because frankly, I'm proud and surprised of how such a piece of poopy got so many positive reviews, and I'm really grateful for it.

And NOW, I have decided to write an all new story! It will mostly be humor, because I've come to the oh-so-wise conclusion that humans in general needed more laughs than they did angst and drama.

HOWEVER, this won't be PURE humor. It'll be more of a general/adventure story with humor tossed into it. Sorta like the Transformers movie…

Oh, and sorry for the crappy first chapter. I know some of the humor seems to be forced, but oh well. Thing WILL be better in future chapters, I promise.

Please enjoy the first short chapter! And if you didn't enjoy it….well, either go away and read the better humor stories (many of them are in my favorites sections), or review and tell me how I can improve.

It was a dark and stormy day. The clouds loomed over the ever-degrading city of Station Square, and as the raindrops poured down like the flowing stream of Satan's blood, and thunder clapped like the eerie laugh of lost spirits, one lone, blue hedgehog wondered-

"Why the hell do the people in Dragonball Z scream yell so much?"

That's right folks; the most dreaded thing in the cosmos has finally happened: Sonic the Hedgehog was watching Dragonball Z. He was not, RUNNING.

The thunder clapped again….

…and somewhere on Earth, an old man started to choke on a gummy bear.

But alas, the randomness of the beginning of this story would not last long, as a certain two-tailed fox discovered something that would change the lives of our heroes……forever…………………..or at least until this fanfiction ends. Tails, whom everybody had gotten to know as Sonic's little cute freak-of-nature sidekick, was going through what everybody had, is, or will go through: Puberty. But of course, with Tails being Tails, he was different from everyone else, and unfortunately, Tails' experience with puberty was no exception. You see, instead of going through physical changes, puberty was having quite a different effect on our favorite fox, as we are now about to find out:

As the hazy-looking morning sunlight began to seep into Tails' bedroom, a lump under the cover of the bed began to stir slowly.

"Ngh…"

Tails, just like every single living being in the world, was definitely NOT a morning person. He absolutely loathed waking up, and nothing would wake him up…or, at least, no noise would wake him up. Today however, was a bit different, because what woke him up was in fact, not a noise.

"Hmn.….ugh….huh? What's…"

As Tails' still-closed eyes frowned in discomfort from something wet, he redundantly threw off the cover to see why he felt something wet between his legs. Opening his eyes, he first thought that he had wet the bed, which if he remember correctly, hasn't happened since he was 3.

At closer inspection however, he discovered that the substance was in fact, white and sticky…which after a few seconds of sleep-deprived thinking, made Tails finally realize that it was actually…

"MY BOWL OF VANILLA ICE CREAM! Oh no, I forgot to put if back after eating half of it last night in bed while watching TV, and I must have knocked it over while I was sleeping! God, I'm so forgetful!"

Grumpily, Tails searched for his spoon and bowl, and found both entangled in various parts of his sheets. This certainly did nothing to lighten up Tails' mood, which, for the last few days, have been…. unstable, to say the least.

You see, for the past few days, Tails has suddenly and unexpectedly gotten many ingenious ideas for various ideas of various inventions; the hourly epiphanies kept on flowing into Tails head, and they did not seem to be slowing down. Many of Tails' new ideas were extremely unlike his old ideas….in that they seemed to be unnaturally way more sophisticated and ingenious. For many days, Tails has been writing every idea that has popped into his head almost non-stop, and he was suddenly alarmingly becoming more and more like a young stereotype of a crazy, white-haired mad scientist. In fact, the sleep in which Tails had woken up had been his first, REAL sleep in many days.

As Tails walking out of his bedroom, and into his garage, where his prized Tornado plane was kept, he finally took a moment of silence to think about why these sudden ideas and plans were popping into his head.

The fact that Tails did not immediately know the answer frustrated him even further, as he had actually thought about and solved many of his past questions in the last few idea-filled days, including questions equivalent to how black holes and gravity functioned. And mimicking that of Harry Potter's emo tantrums in Book Five, he let out an uncharacteristically angsty scream of frustration. Screaming into the heavens however, did actually clear Tails' mind a tiny bit, and he immediately realized who to ask for in times when he didn't know something: Sonic.

The fox immediately sprinted over to a grease-covered phone in his garage work bench (yes, he sprinted. Not only had his brainpower suddenly seemed to have grown, but a sudden burst of energy and hyper-ness seems to have possessed Tails as well, adding to the "mad scientist" image). Dialing Sonic's home phone number (Tails knew that Sonic had to be home, even though he rarely actually LIVED there; he knew that since it was raining outside, Sonic would be inside), he impatiently waited for his best friend to pick the phone up.

"Yo, this is Sonic-"

"Sonic, I have to ask you someth-"

"-I'm not home right now, so if you have a message, say it, and I'll get back to you sooner than you can say 'Shadow is a sissy faker!'"

Beep!

"………"

Tails sighed in (you guessed it) frustration, and hung up. Not a second before the receiver came in contact with the phone however, did Tails pick it up again, and re-dialed Sonic's number. The phone ringed a few times, until…

"WHAT?"

Tails nearly dropped the phone in shock, as he did not expect Sonic to angrily answer the phone.

"Erm….Sonic?"

"Oh, it's you. What is it Tails and make it quick I'm really busy right now so make it quick ok?"

"Uh….ok. So, Sonic, I've been feeling really weird lately, and it seem that-"

"Aw goddammit the show's reaching its most dramatic part hey Tails I'll call you back ok because I gotta watch this part right now the show's reaching its most exiting part ok bye!"

Beep…beep…beep…beep…beep…beep…

"…most dramatic part? But…all I heard in the background was that Goku guy from Dragonball screaming for an inhumanely long time. WAIT! Is it possible for humans to scream for that long? Maybe…."

And as Tails' last sentence trailed off, our smart little fox began to fursiously write down various formulas and equations, suddenly inspired by Goku's abnormal, crazy screaming…

Yeah yeah, I know: The first chapter seemed rushed. Bite me.

But yes, this story IS going a certain direction: This story will focus on Tails' new inventions, and how they affect the lives of people around Tails.

So….if you have even the SLIGHEST, most MINISCULE interest in this story, please feel free to review and put this story on Alerts. And as stated at the beginning of the author's notes, please give me advise on how to make this story better, if you have any. I'm new to the "humor" genere.