xx.d; I'm sorry that I've been away, (the fridge goblin wouldn't stop stealing my pants) but I haven't been able to think of many prompts for a while. Any one want to write or suggest one for me? I swear I will credit!
It's a Technician Thing
Presence
There was something calming and nice that always put Tails at ease whenever Wave was around. Being with his friends was great and all but there had never been someone that he could relate whole heartedly too. They might have had a massive personality difference, but there was some underlying sense of empathy and jealousy between them that made their relationship spark.
It happened slowly and gradually, so snail-like in fact that discovering it was in the strangest circumstance, so even their superior intellects took a while to comprehend it; they were in a friendship.
"Pineapple?"
"No."
"Mushroom?"
"No."
"Capsicum?"
"Kitty…"
"Barbeque sau-"
"Tails!"
"Fine! I'll order your goddamn pepperoni."
It was a well known fact of Tails' Workshop that the only pizza Wave ate... was pepperoni. The place was littered with coupons for the local pizza residence, as opposed to all those for the nearest chilli dog stall. All of his other friends had their favourites, and so when he realised he was eating so much pepperoni he was getting sick of it, he started to wonder; why.
"Tails!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm just trying to find the coupon."
Reaching the phone the fox dialed and waited for a second, but the pizza place was quicker to retaliate, "Pepperoni pizza, garlic bread and Mountain Dew bottle, right?"
Tails paused a second, "Wha-?" Maybe Silver was now working in the pizza joint, hiring psychics might have improved their business.
The voice on the other end chuckled, "Sorry man, I've been manning the phone all week and I recognise your number. You and your girlfriend order the same thing every time."
The fox spluttered excitedly, if he had been drinking something he would have spit it out, "G-girlfriend!"
"Yeah! Okay, so the order will be over in less that thirty minutes or your money back! But considerin' the fact that you live just a little way over, it's more likely five to ten."
The line went dead. Tails ran his hands over his face, dragging down his eye bags tiredly, willing his blush to go away. Wave pulled back the curtain and placed a hand on her hip in amusement, "You ok Kitty?"
Tails scoffed, laughing nervously at the sight of his supposed 'girlfriend' , "Yeah… peachy."
Boy, did the pizza place have it wrong.