A/N: Spacegodzilla360, thanks for reading, but as of yet, until the story develops, chapters will be around 1000-1500 words. I'm not trying to be a jerk or anything; it's just hard to squeeze more than a few chapters out of the "Pilot" episode of Chuck.
Tails' POV
It's been two days, and I've finally gotten out of the hospital. I hate hospitals. The food they serve their sucks and it's always freezing cold. What am I going to do with my life now? I can't go and save the world; G.U.N. won't let us. I need to make a living somehow.
"What do you think, Sonic?" I asked. He had just come to pick me up from the hospital.
"Maybe you should join G.U.N. I've been considering it myself" my jaw dropped. Sonic the hedgehog, the Blue Blur, a symbol of freedom and nonconformance everywhere, is considering joining the military. Oh, god, he would be scrubbing floors with his toothbrush inside of ten minutes for not following orders.
"Tails? You there, buddy?" he waved his hand in front of my face.
"Yeah, but are you sure it's a good idea for me?" the image of Sonic scrubbing floors was still burned in my mind.
"Well, maybe you could do something you're good at" he scratched his chin. And then he had an idea "Maybe you could open a repair shop"
My eyes widened at the thought of being paid to fix stuff in a workshop all day. That's like being paid to play video games, or, in Amy's case, being paid to chase Sonic around. "That's brilliant!" Sonic chuckled at my enthusiasm.
"And speaking of fixing things, my TV's busted" it was my turn to chuckle. It's just like Sonic to pull something like that.
"I'll see what I can do" although, no matter where I went, I couldn't shake the displacing feeling that I was being watched.
Shadow's POV
"This has got to be the most boring stakeout I've ever been on" Vikki complained, pulling the binoculars away from her face. "He's a complete and total geek"
"If it's too boring for you, you can just go home" I sneered. "I can do this without you tagging along for the ride"
"Well, I hate to break it to you, but not all espionage is shooting, abducting, and torturing"
"Then, what do you suggest?" silence. "Yeah, that's what I thought"
Meanwhile in the third person…
"Ok, Amy-girl, you can do this. Just channel your inner-Tails," the pink hedgehog said to herself. The T.V. in the apartment she shared with Sonic was experiencing technical difficulties to the extent that neither she, nor the blue blur could manage to resolve (i.e. being unplugged). Moments later, Sonic and a newly released Tails waltzed into the room.
"Well, it's about time you got here! For the fastest thing alive, you're not very good at being on time!" Amy harrumphed, folding her arms over her chest.
"Sorry Ames, but those doctors make you fill out all this paperwork and crap before you can leave" the hedgehog smiled apologetically. "I think I got a carpal tunnel"
Eventually, the pink hedgehog relented. "Oh, you know I can't stay mad at you"
Sonic smiled. "I know"
"Hello? Aren't I here to fix a TV?" Tails interjected.
"Right. Sorry, Tails. Follow me" Amy apologized. She led the pair into the living room where the TV was, hanging lifelessly on its mount. The yellow fox immediately went to work climbing on a chair and examining the wires and cables to see if they were connected in the right places. The two hedgehogs were making small talk while Tails worked. Finally, he found an error. One of the cables was disconnected and another was loose. Swiftly, he reconnected the loose wires. The screen came to life, broadcasting a news network.
"…And in other news, Mobian ambassador Juan Pomme-Preisly was found dead in his hotel room. Local police have no leads at this juncture, but are continuing the investigation" the reporter read from the teleprompter in the background.
Tails heard the name "Juan Pomme-Preisly" and then the vertigo feeling returned. Once again, pictures appeared before his eyes. Juan was corrupt. He owed people money, specifically Le Fil Vivant.
"It was a hit. Juan was murdered by terrorists" Tails murmured.
"How do you know?" Amy asked.
"I-I don't know…" this was all very strange. Fear crept into his expression and he climbed down from his perch from where he fixed the T.V.
"Tails, are you feeling alright? You're looking a little green"
"Yeah, I'm…fine" Tails started to sway.
"Whoa, careful there, little bro" the blue hedgehog warned as he stabilized his friend.
Tails' POV
I'm going insane, I'm going insane, I'm going insane. After listening to Amy and Sonic thank me a million times for something simple, I left. Only after leaving their apartment complex did I notice that I had a massive headache bearing down on my brain. I already know I don't have any aspirin or anything similar at my place, so, as much as I don't want to, I'll have to buy some. The thought of going into a noisy, bustling store in the middle of a huge city only intensified my headache, but if I want to feel better, I suppose I'll have to.
Probably the only good thing about my situation was that the nearest convenience store was not far away at all, only a block and a half.
For a convenience store, it's not very convenient. I took me ten minutes for me to find the over-the-counter medicine and such.
Which one should I get? I pondered, unable to decide whether Advil, Tylenol, or Aspirin is better.
"Excuse me, sir, but do you know where they sell light bulbs?" I turned around to come face to face with a very threatening looking ginger furred wolf. I started to feel dizzy again. For a moment I blacked out. After the dizziness stopped, I recognized this wolf as a demolitions expert and very dangerous. I tried extremely hard to play stupid and just tell him where the light bulbs were, but judging by the way his eyes narrowed, he wasn't fooled.
"You know what? I think they're in aisle four" as fast as I could, I turned around and fast walked off. I cast a quick glance over my shoulder. Shit! He's following me! Not only that, but he's got a murderous look in his eyes, like he's in the mood to kill an innocent, good-looking fox. I broke out into a run…only to be stopped by a large crowd of people seemingly out of nowhere.
The crowd was moving, but not making any progress. The same could not be said for the demolitions expert. He cracked the knuckles in his left hand and closed it into a fist. Slowly, he was getting closer. Maybe I'll be lucky; maybe I'll die quickly.
Then, the crowd started to move away, allowing me to escape. I shoved my way through the hoard of people, not caring how angry it made them. Even through the huge, densely packed crowd of people, I still couldn't shake the dangerous individual that was following me.
I pushed my way past the door and started twirling my tails behind me. The instant I was outside I took off, and I didn't intend on stopping until I was safe at my front door.
Exhausted, I plopped down on my bed. This is why I hate seasonal allergies; they turn even the smallest amount of physical activity into a battle to breath. And they certainly don't help headaches. Every part of me hurt. Eventually and without noticing it, I somehow managed to drift off to sleep.
A/N: Summer vacation starts in a few days here, and I'm going on a European excursion. Seeing as how I'm traveling abroad, I'll be away from my computer and won't be able to write. The soonest update will late July to mid August. Sorry for the inconvenience.
