(Tails x Zooey) requested by Dreadwing216
Halloween (A/N: This ended up waaay longer than intended…)
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"Oh wow! I didn't know you were a designer!"
Zooey giggled, her cheeks slightly pink. "I'm not. But it is fun to design, though."
Tails smiled excitedly, and looked down at himself again. Zooey made him wear a black tuxedo she had sewed herself to fit him (as he was still rather short), a long, black coat, and matching shoes. He opened his mouth in what was a rather horrifying grin with his sharp canines, and struck a pose where he bowed with one hand on his chest.
"It's such a pleasure to meet you, miss-"
"-Fox, but we should really be going now." She said, cheeks dusted lightly pink. She had on a dark, lilac dress, a long black cape which fell behind her like a waterfall, and a black pointy hat. In her hands she had a broom and a big bag of candy and snacks, which she now held rather awkwardly.
Tails smiled again. "Well then let's get going!"
The moss covering the ground looked black in the autumn-dusk, and the vines clinging to the trees looked like they moved of their own accord, going out to hunt for unfortunate mobians strolling around in the woods… But luckily they had taken flashlights with them, so Tails and Zooey both thought that it was a rather magical evening. They walked on the middle of the small road going through the jungle, it being the fastest way from the workshop to the village, though Sonic would of course go through the desert anyway, seeing as it was more 'fun'…
"Do you think there's any owls here?" Zooey looked around the trees a bit, but failed to see anything, except a single glint from a pair of eyes inside a suspicious-looking tree…
"I don't know, but I don't think they would get too close, even if here were any." Tails said, looking at Zooey. She had stopped to look at a small tree, and now she put her broom on the ground. "Zooey?" Tails asked, stopping he too.
"Shh!" She gently hushed him and pressed a finger to her lips. Then she stepped back, eyes still glued at the tree. She turned to Tails briefly to whisper, "I think, that there is someone in that tree."
"What?" He exclaimed, but looked at the tree nevertheless. Which stared back all the same.
And then a (rather pathetic) loud voice exclaimed, "You fell into my trap!"
Tails' and Zooey's gazes snapped back to the road, where Dave and the rest of the so-called Lighting bolt society had appeared. They tried to look menacing, but quite frankly they looked ridiculous in those robes they always had. The weasel bandits had their sacks with them as usual, but other than that….
They don't even have weapons…
Wait, nor do I.
…Darn it.
"What do you want?" Tails looked to his side, surprised, as Zooey had narrowed her eyes and raised her voice. He had never imagined that she could sound so threatening, when she usually was so soft-spoken.
"What we want? Your candy!" Tails looked back at Dave again as he said that, looking as pitiful as ever. The weasel bandits clenched their fists, and so did Dave.
Tails felt something brush against his side again, and then he saw Zooey step forward, cloak fluttering behind her. A flash of hesitation raced across Dave's face, but then he regained his composure.
"If you want candy, then why don't you just go to the party like everyone else?" Zooey asked fiercely as a gust of wind blew through, and her hair fluttered in the wind like that of some storybook heroine.
Tails looked at her, slightly awe-stricken, and with slightly pink cheeks. And that's when things started to go wrong…
It had been a cloudy day, a cloudy evening, and everyone had assumed that it would be a cloudy night to. Tails had not thought that it would be blowing too, which of course would mean that the clouds would scatter. But alas, a full moon, showing it's still intact side, suddenly took up the skies above Bygone Island, and the clouds scattered beneath it…
Zooey glared at Dave, hoping that her anger could still be seen as flames in her blue eyes underneath all purple eye-shadow. Dave glared back, if not as fierce, but still just as determined.
"Get her!" He then suddenly wheezed out. Two weasel bandits charged forward, and one of them made a grab for her arm. She stepped back, getting slightly panicked. They weren't really going to hurt her, were they?
"We're villains, and that's why we're going to take your candy!" He exclaimed, and it was quickly followed by a malicious laughter. Zooey sent another glare his way, and slapped one of the bandit's across the face.
He looked surprised for a few seconds, but then he and his brother attacked her again. She stepped backwards, stumbled on her fashionable cloak, and promptly fell to the ground on her butt. Both of the bandit's sneered, and stepped closer…
"Tails!" She cried out. Where is he anyway?
…You know, I could really use some help here!
"Hah, aren't you gonna protect your girlfriend, Tails?" One of the weasel's mocked, and turned around to where Tails had been standing. Seconds later he stumbled backwards with a shocked cry. "Wha- what is…?"
Everyone had turned to look at the fox, and almost everyone had stumbled backwards in shock and fear. Tails was on the ground, on all fours, and his small body shook with restrained energy. His fur was on an end, and his breathing was ragged. A loud noise, like branches snapping in a storm was heard, and his arm shot outwards, expanding right in front of their eyes.
Blood and torn cloth splattered on the ground, and Tails cried out in pain. Zooey felt as if someone had slapped her over the heart, and she stumbled to her feet again, the bandits too shocked to stop her. She rushed over to the fox, and kneeled beside him.
"TAILS?" She cried out, panicked eyes going over his small, trembling form.
He turned slightly to look at her, with a haunted look in the eyes under his red lenses. "Zoo… ey." He panted, and another tremble shook through his body. He opened his mouth as if to speak, and sharp canines grew longer right in front of her.
He screamed again, and so did Zooey as Tails got bigger, and bigger. Large, muscular arms with knife-like claws stretched out, his torso expanded until his costume ripped, and his fur turned grey as if clouds had blocked out the sun. Lastly his shoes transformed, spikes spreading out over the ebony soles.
Zooey's heart pounded like she had run a marathon, and she breathed even quicker. She hesitantly lifted a trembling hand, and stopped. She forced herself to take a deep breath, and put it down on a muscular shoulder. "…Ta… Tails?"
Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay, please-
His now lens-less eyes snapped upwards to meet hers, and her breath got caught somewhere between her mouth and her stomach. His pupils expanded like a cat's to adjust to the light, and then he saw her. Looked at her with those exhausted but still so soft and wonderful cornflower eyes…
"Tails…" She promptly pressed her face into the crook of his neck, and wrapped her arms around him, clinging to him as if he had come back from the dead. No matter what may happen, it was still Tails, and nothing was ever going to change that.
"Sorry." A deep, gruff voice suddenly apologised. She looked up again, confused.
"Who…?"
"My voice!" The gruff voice then cried, and as she saw Tails lips move she realised it was he who spoke.
"Oh…" She breathed. "Oh…" And she burst out into laughter. Everything was just so absurd, and then… then…"You- your…" She gasped between laughing, and buried her face into his fur, which had gotten a lot fluffier. He smelled like forest and blood and wolves, but also like machine oil and home-made cookies…
…Home…
"…Yeah, yeah, enough of that already." Dave then said, and two pairs of blue eyes looked over at him. He and the Lighting bold society seemed to have recovered from Tails' terrible transformation, and they stepped forward again. The weasel bandits narrowed their eyes, and Dave pointed at the fox duo. "We'll be taking your candy now, losers!"
Villains' magazine were likely to call them bold and fearless.
Tails and Zooey were likely to call them foolish.
The now transformed Tails got up from the ground, and the bandits flinched backwards as they saw how much height he had gained. He was practically looming over them now, and their faces showed clearly how uncomfortable they were.
"Who are you calling losers?" He bellowed, but his expression showed that he didn't even intend to do so. His new voice surely sounded loud…
Dave hesitated slightly, Zooey could tell, but in the end he ended up attacking Tails. The fox glared at him, and then he threw him at a tree with a surprised cry at his own strength. Dave slammed into the tree with a loud thud, and then he fell to the ground like a broken toy.
Both Tails and the bandits looked at him in shocked silence…
After a few seconds, he shakily pulled himself up on his knees. The bandits cheered, but they were interrupted by their boss barking, "What are you waiting for? ATTACK THEM!"
They quickly regrouped to follow his orders, and one of the weasels charged forward, quickly followed by the others. Tails tried to spin around and use his tails, but unfortunately found that he was much too slow.
A bandit kicked him in the gut, and Tails could hear Zooey gasp from the back. Though… it didn't exactly hurt like it was supposed to…
The weasel who did it looked at him triumphantly, and was not prepared when a large fist slammed down on him. He collapsed to the ground, and Tails looked in shock as his arms extended.
It was simply impossible for a body-part to stretch like that, so how…?
His inner scientist stopped talking as another bandit attacked him from behind. He had picked up a stick, and was now busy trying to impale Tails' namesakes with it. Tails turned around, and raised a fist with sharp claws to punch him too into the ground.
…And then Zooey screamed.
Tails spun around, any and all bandits forgotten at the sound. His gaze quickly found her, and his blood practically froze when he saw her.
On the ground she kneeled, with her hat beside her and a gun pointed to her head…
She trembled. In fear, but largely in shame too for being so damn weak…
He had taken her by surprise. She didn't even think they had any weapons, seeing as they usually weren't exactly a threat. And look at her now, helpless, on the ground, unable to do anything as fear held her in a merciless grip…
"ZOOEY!" She didn't dare move, but her eyes snapped up from the ground and met with Tails'.
"So…" The bandit behind her mocked. "The candy… or your girlfriend?"
"Are you MAD?!" Tails roared. "Like that is even a question you… you…" Zooey kept her eyes locked on Tails, when he suddenly nodded towards her. What-?
She turned around just slightly, and saw that the bandit had lowered his gun.
Zooey didn't hesitate even slightly, and punched his arm with all she got before he even noticed her moving. Curses flowed out of his mouth as he jerked his arm backwards, the gun dropping to the ground. She quickly snatched it, but then she froze. What was she going to do next?
The bandit had gotten hold of himself again, and Tails was busy fending for himself, leaving her on her own against the last weasel. Said weasel snarled at the sight of her, and charged forward. She pushed herself up by using her left leg, and scurried backwards as fast as she could.
"You…" The words practically dripped with venom. "Look what you did to my comrades!"
…Now this was just unfair. The weasel blaming her for it, when it was those bastards who attacked in the first place?! …She had had enough…
"SHUT UP!" It felt wonderful to yell those two words, to finally let out some suppressed fear and irritation, and oh the satisfaction when the tables turned and it was the weasel who flinched backwards…
"Why-!" She took a step forward, and the weasel took two backward. "-can't you-!" Another two steps… "-pathetic wannabe villains-!" Another two steps, until she felt like she couldn't walk anymore. "-STOP BEING SO… SO-!" And with that the great witch broke down sobbing, the moon sadly watching her from above…
Tails heard everything. Her screaming, the insults, and lastly the crying. And now he was furious.
"NO ONE - and with that I mean absolutely no one – HAS THE RIGHT TO MAKE ZOOEY CRY!" The remaining two 'villains' were now practically terrified out of their minds, if they hadn't already been it before.
Tails spun around, and the moon cast a shadow over his features, making him look like a monster straight from the underworld. He narrowed his eyes even further, so that they were just small slits of icy-blue eyes, and bared his fangs. He leapt forward, the bandits barely able to register his movement as it shouldn't be possible to punch things that hard...!
Dave showed no signs of doing anything soon, the other bandits were all down for the count, and they had no weapons, so they did the only thing they could do; they ran. And Tails followed, with long leaps that only a wild animal should be capable of. He caught up with them in no time at all, and promptly grabbed the two bandits.
They squirmed in his hold, but hadn't got time to do that for long as Tails slammed their heads together with a sickening noise. Then he let them drop to the ground like dolls who'd gotten their strings cut, and he rushed over to Zooey's side.
The ground around her was torn, and so were her clothes. She hid her face in her hands, the hat and the gun laying forgotten beside her in the dirt. Tails felt horrible. This was horrible. What he did – what they all did – was horrible.
She hiccupped into the silence, but Tails couldn't get a word out. He awkwardly sat down beside her, but she didn't say anything.
He sighed.
Tails leaned forward, and gently wrapped his arms around her. She grabbed hold of his chest-fur, and buried her head in his neck. He simply let her, and patted her back gently, afraid of his own strength. Where had this transformation come from anyway?
…I suppose it doesn't matter…
He leaned closer, his breath ghosting over her saffron ears, tightly pressed to her head. "Sorry…"
Deep breathing, a flutter of her tail.
"Let's just… go to the party, 'kay?"
She looked up, her cheeks flushed and her wet eyes glistening in the moonlight. "Yeah…" She breathed.
The whole world seemed to hold its breath, as she came closer… and closer. She parted her lips slightly, and he could see her small, yet pointy canines… Her breath against his cheek. And then her lips…
Tails closed his eyes, as he felt her wrap her arms around him, and he seemed to shrink, like the sky was just waaay too big tonight, and he himself waaay too small… Her lips was soft, like the first strawberry you eat in summer, or like the caress of a worrying mother…
And then it was over, just like that. Zooey leaned back, and Tails opened his eyes. Their gazes met, and Tails blushed even worse than Amy when someone mentioned her crush on Sonic. He quickly looked down, and then he noticed: he was his original size again. His fur was golden like the autumn again, and his silly, wonderful costume-shoes didn't have spikes anymore, and the best thing: his arms weren't illogically stretchy.
He looked up again, smiling slightly. Zooey was looking at the sky now, and she pointed silently for Tails to do so. He looked up, and saw the galaxies staring down at him. All clouds had passed by, and the moon looked so big, shining its light down on all tiny, tiny mobians down here…
And suddenly fireworks shaped like pumpkins and ghosts took over the sky. The celebration had begun.
"Zooey…?" Tails said softly. Never had he been so glad that his voice was the way it was.
"Hmm?" She turned to him, her eyes like tiny blue stars in the dark.
"Let's go to the party."
The End
A/N: Haha, drama… |Don't know why I picked the vampire costume for Tails, but… |And regarding the blood… XD I like gory stuff, and that's just the headcanon I have for most transformations.
…And yeah… how did I do?