Tag 4 – Sloooooow Going
Title: Writing Lessons
"After you wash your hands, git over here."
"Okay!" Tails was by Sonic's side in a flash, hands still dripping a little from their quick dip in the stream. "What is it, Sonic?"
"This is a pencil." Sonic handed the writing instrument over to Tails, who gave him a bemused look. "And this is a piece of paper."
"Yeah, I know that," Tails said, rolling his eyes with a laugh. Sonic grinned. "I meant, what're we doing?"
"I am going to teach you how to write. You know how to read, right?"
"Of course I do, you taught me!"
"Of course I did! Well, writing's a lot like that." Sonic pulled an easy enough book up onto the table – a book that he knew was below Tails' reading level – and flipped it open to a random page. "All right, see this? Read this to me."
"'The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog,'" Tails recited, and then grinned. "It could almost be about me."
"Almost could, little bro. Okay, so, you see the words that make up that sentence? And the letters that make up the words? You just have to scramble up those letters to make new words to make new sentences. That's writing! Easy enough, right?"
"Sure, Sonic," Tails agreed, and Sonic felt a swell of pride. "But how do I do it? I don't know where to start."
"Well . . . Uh . . . Maybe you could start by just copying that sentence down, rather than trying to make your own." Both Sonic and Tails looked back to the book before Tails looked back up at Sonic.
"Okay. How? I can see the letters, but I'm not sure how to copy 'em."
"Well, you just—hmmm." Sonic frowned. Teaching Tails how to write was going to be a lot more difficult than he originally anticipated.