As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop somewhere to pick up a 12-pack of chili dogs, so he knew he was running late. With a careful leap, Sonic was out of the plane and went scandalously jaunting toward Tails's front door. Meanwhile inside, Tails was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the shoes into a box of mittens and then slid the box behind his grandfather clock. Tails was concerned but at least the shoes was concealed. The doorbell rang.
'Come in,' Tails exotically purred. With a skillful push, Sonic opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some annoying fiend in a Daewoo,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Tails assured him. Sonic took a seat vaguely close to where Tails had hidden the shoes. Tails turned red trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Sonic was distracted. Out of nowhere, Tails noticed a stupid look on Sonic's face. Sonic slowly opened his mouth to speak.
'...What's that smell?'
Tails felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen when Sonic asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the shoes right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A selfish look started to form on Sonic's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's mittens from when she used to have pet marmots. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Sonic nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Tails could react, Sonic deftly lunged toward the box and opened it. The shoes was plainly in view.
Sonic stared at Tails for what must've been eleven nanoseconds. All of a sudden, Tails groped charismatically in Sonic's direction, clearly desperate. Sonic grabbed the shoes and bolted for the door. It was locked. Tails let out a eccentric chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Sonic,' he rebuked. Tails always had been a little oafish, so Sonic knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Tails did something crazy, like... start chucking pencils at him or something. Rather abruptly, he gripped his shoes tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
Tails looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Sonic. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame six days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Sonic. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Tails walked over to the window and looked down. Sonic was gone.