Chapter 2: This world, is an Illusion

"Hey Tails, I was just stopping by to see how-WOAH!" Sonic said as he was cut off by the liquor bottle flying at his head. He ducked right when it was about to hit him. Glass shattering on the door frame made me start laughing my butt off.

"Hahahaha, good catch there Bluey!" I laughed and laughed and laughed. My checks were starting to hurt but the alcohol in my system was taking care of that.

"Tails, what is wrong with you?" Sonic asked, but to me it sounded like "Bails, quit is gone with chu?"

"Hehehe….I'm drunk!" I yelled at the top my lungs. Thrusting my finger at him. Making me lose my balance and landing chest first on to the coffee table. "Whoops! Hahaha!" I looked up at him. He had a surprised look on his face. I found it funny. So I started laughing hysterically, again.

"Dude, what…how…where?" He stumbled. He gently walked in to the house. Like something was on the ground. Probably the glass from the bottle.

"Huh, looks like I'm not the only one drunk." I laughed one more time. The last thing I remember is my head crashing into the glass on the coffee table, knocking me out.

*Next day. 12:15*

"Ugh, what happened?" I said raising myself from the comfortable pillow. Sunlight was beaming into the room from the window. I was in my bedroom. Not much to it though. All I had was a bed, bathroom and a dresser. I really needed to consider redecorating. But I'll leave that to Cream and Amy. When I sat up, a huge amount of blood rushed into my head. Giving me a huge headache.

"Woah! Ow!" I screamed grabbing my pointy ears. My head felt like exploding. "So this is what they call a 'hangover'." I said to myself. "Man does this suck. I can't wait to feel the effects on those joints when I-"I went bugged eyed. I remembered that Sonic was here last night. Oh shit. I jumped out of bed and quickly ran down the stairs, 2 at a time. Running defiantly does not help a hangover I'll tell ya that.

I reached the kitchen in record time. I leaped toward the cabinets under the sink. I quickly opened the door. Luckily for me, the joints were still there. I exhaled a sigh of relieve when…

"Hi Tails!" I quickly turned around on my back to find Cream smiling with her hands behind her back. She tilted her head. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing." I lied. Slowly standing up, I did my best to quietly close the cabinet door with my heel. Not quite enough. The wood hitting against more wood blew my cover.

"What are you doing?" She asked with a huge suspicion expression on her face.

"Uh," Think Miles. Think! "I was checking the sink. It's broken though. Gonna have to call that fat plummer again." She giggled. Good she bought it. But just my luck. The hangover pain came back. It was too great to ignore. I feel on to my knees.

"Tails!" Cream quickly ran over to me. She put her hand on my back. "Are you ok?" she asked with severe sadness in her voice.

"Ugh," was all I could get out. So I slightly shook my head.

"Come on Tails. Let's put you on the couch." She put her arm around me and forced me up. I did my best to walk. Limping all the way, we made it to the couch. She gently laid me down and covered me with a dark green blanket that she got from my reading recliner. "Better?" She asked with concern in her eyes.

I nodded. She smiled. This made me smile. She was about to walk away when I reached out in front of me and patted the empty seat cushion. She looked at me like I was crazy. "Me?" I padded the cushion again. She shrugged and reluctantly sat down.

I pulled myself along the couch until I was able to put my head on her lap. I could tell I caught her off guard because I could feel her leg tense up. Eventually she relaxed. She then started playing with my ear. I got to tell ya, it was weird. But if Cream wasn't going to take care of me, no one was.

The TV was on a news report. Something about Eggman's robot destroying half of the town. Sonic was there to destroy it, yada yada yada. "Same shit different day." Cream chuckled. The news then changed to something about the government. I couldn't care less.

Cream eventually stopped. But her hand was resting on my head still. I turned on my back to look at her. She was trying really hard not to fall asleep. Her eyes kept opening and closing. I smiled. Her hand then slid down onto my chest. I didn't mind.

Without warning, her head bolted down. Looking like she was dead. It did scare me at first but I knew she was tired. And so was I. but I could not fall asleep. I slowly lifted the blanket off of me. I gently raised my head off of her lap. When I sat up I turned around to look at Cream. She looked calm. Even with her head being hung awkward. I sighed.

"What am I going to do with her?" I asked myself. I stood up. I took the blanket and wrapped it around her. I grabbed the side of her arms and pushed her on her side. She shifted slightly to make herself comfortable. I put my hand on her arm. I rubbed it gently back and forth to comfort her a little more. After a while, I leaned over her and kissed her cheek. I retreated and walked back into the kitchen.

I bent down and opened the cabinets under the sink once again. The joints were scattered around from my reaction from Cream. I then picked them up and headed for the front door.

I walked very quietly through the living room, trying not to wake up Cream. I stopped short of the door. When I was reaching for the knob, a sudden thought of Cosmo ran through my head. It was a flashback to when we were having the party on the Blue Typhoon. Cosmo and I were setting up the decorations.

"Aww." Cosmo groaned.

"What is it Cosmo?" I asked walking over to her.

"Oh it's just this shiny ball. I was going to hang it up on the ceiling but I don't know how to get it up there." She looked down at the ball, disappointed. I thought of ideas on how to make this situation better.

I walked closer to her and grabbed her waist. I then started to rotate my tails and gently lifted Cosmo up into the air. She gasped when I grabbed her but she then realized what was happening and relaxed. When we got to the ceiling, she placed the ball onto a hook. The ball then started to spin and glow. Little spots of light traveled along the wall.

I descended back onto the floor to put Cosmo down. Her feet touched the floor and I let go of her. Then I saw a flash and I was back in my house. I was holding onto the door knob to keep myself on my feet because for some reason I was short of breath. I breathed heavily trying to catch my breath.

What the hell was that? I thought in my head. I looked back over to Cream. She was sound asleep. Clutching the blanket close to her. I chuckled. Once I got my breath back, I stood up and opened the door. I stepped outside. A light orange glow was dimming on the horizon.

I slowly closed the door behind me. I looked around, trying to find a good spot to stay for a while. Nothing looked good so I started thinking of places to go. I decided where I first saw Cosmo would be a good place to go to. I started to walk toward the crash site. It wasn't that very far away, only about a ten minute walk. But when I started walking on the sidewalk, I realized I wasn't going anywhere. My feet were moving, but the walk never seemed to stop.

After what seemed like forever, I finally came to the hill that I, Cream and Amy stood at the top of, waiting for the meteor shower to happen 2 years ago. It now had reached sundown and I was alone. I sat down Indian style and rested my arms on my knees. I picked up some grass and let it go. The grass fell with the wind. I stood up to find fuel to start a fire.

With it nearing fall, I gathered up some dead leaves and dropped them near where I was sitting. I found a dried up stick and I placed it on top of the pile of dead brown leaves. And I started rubbing the stick against the leaves.

After about an hour, I small smoke stream rose from inside the pile. I bent down and gently blew on the ignition point. With every small blow, the smoke began to grow. Then after the 4th blow, orange and red flames engulfed the pile. For being in space for so long, I forgot that flames travel fast and dead leaves burn quickly. I jumped up and ran over to the nearest tree. Small sticks and endless multi-colored leaves surrounded the bass of the tree.

I ran while twisting my tails in a propeller like fashion to gather more speed. Spinning wildly around the tree I was picking up the twigs and leaves as fast as I could. I gathered enough to fill my arms. I sped back towards the burning blaze. I dropped all the "natural" fuel onto the fire. The orange flames slowly grew and soon became a small campfire.

I picked up the joints that were sitting by the edge of the fire. While reaching for them, part of my arm caught ablaze and zinged part of my fur.

"Ah! Damn!" I yelped gripping my arm. It helped ease the pain but it still burned. I gridded my teeth and squinted my eyes. Man my life is sucking.

I let go of my arm. The burn wasn't bad but the fur that was there is no longer. I sighed. With my arm burning I picked up one of the joints. I gently placed it closely to the fire. When I saw the end burning and ash started to fall, I brought the paper back to me. I starred at it for what seemed like forever.

Finally I did it. I took a hit. Sucking on the paper was the weirdest taste ever. I could feel smoke traveling down my throat and into my lungs.

I coughed. Shooting the joint out of my mouth. Balling up my fist, I held it close to my mouth. Smoke slowly drifting out of my nose and mouth. After the last huge hack, my vision became nothing but white.

I moved my hand in front of me. Waving it back and forth violently. But I couldn't see it. I was scared shitless. I stood up and looked around. Still nothing. But I noticed at a shadowy figure. I couldn't make out who it was but it cast a shadow of Chris. (Note: I hate Chris. This the only time he is mentioned in my stories.)

"Chris!" I yelled, waving my arm above my head trying to get his attention. "Chris!" I yelled again. "CHRIS!" only then did he turn around. He wore his usual outfit. He took one step and he was in arms length of me.

"Hey." he said. He looked at me with the straightest face I've ever seen.

"Hey man, what am I doing here?" I asked. He starred at me. "Dude?" I tilted my head. Something was wrong. "Ah fuck! Am I dead?" He shook his head.

"You ain't dead. I saw what you did. You smoked."

"Uh, ya I did. Why? What is wrong with that?"

"Do you know what that plant was that you smoked?"

"No. Why should it matter?" He looked dead into my eyes. They were burning a hole into my head.

"Tails, that plant. Was a Seederan plant."

"... Are you...serious?" He did the only response I did not want him to do. He nodded.

"Agh!" I bent over and hacked and hacked as hard as I could. "What the hell?" I threw up. I couldn't see it but my stomach felt like an abyss.

"Tails, why would you do that?"

"Hey man I didn't know!"

"I thought you said you loved her."

"Fuck you Chris! I loved her more than anything!"

"And you want her back. Don't you?"

"Ya. No shit I do." I spat.

"I know a way." I looked at him as hard as I could.

"I'm listening." And with that, he walked closer to me. Our noses practically touching.

"Hold out your hand." I obeyed. He placed a folded piece of paper into my palm. "Follow these directions. Step by step. This is phase one Tails." I looked at the paper.

"How many phases are there?" I asked.

He chuckled. "How many there needs to be." he grew an evil smirk. And he then faded away.