xx.d; Exploder, you asked for it.
Enjoi.
It's a Technician Thing
They were in the workshop again, Tails leaning over the plans for a new model of extreme gear when in truth, he had been sketching models on top of the extreme gear. He'd been getting used to drawing again, splitting up the time between his sketching and his machine tinkering. He'd been scribbling over a riders hand repeatedly, damning the difficulty of the situation to hell when she dropped the bomb shell on him.
"Me and Ash broke up," she declared, shrugging the situation off as if it was nothing. In truth, he knew it hurt her, because her relationship with Ash had been the longest out of many; seven months. She'd even admitted to Tails that she'd fallen in love with him, which… which might have hurt Tails a little more than he had originally thought.
"Oh god, really? Why?" he asked, dropping his pencil and hopping up onto the work bench to be closer to the avian, who had been sitting on the other end of the table.
She turned her head to the side, sighing wistfully, "He still had feelings for Mina."
He blinked. Ash had seemed totally fine to him… but then again he hadn't been paying much attention to him, "Wow. I wouldn't have guessed."
"He said that I don't seem to be totally into it either."
The fox raised an eyebrow at her, unwilling to voice his opinions. In truth he had thought of something dirty first, and then realised the full extent of what she had just said, "Why?"
She made a little sound in the negative, indicating that she was unwilling to speak about it, her cheeks flushing a light pink under his gentle lamp light.
"Do you want some comfort food? Pizza? Ice cream?"
Another little sound, this time the absence of a laugh, "That's so gender stereotypical Tails, I'm disappointed."
"So you don't want any?"
"I didn't say that."
He got out a bucket of chocolate ice cream from the fridge and was scooping it into bowls, but at Wave's insistence he finished scooping his serve into a bowl and just gave her the tub. He wasn't going to fight her, he was just happy that she hadn't burst into tears yet, that would be a problem.
"Thought you couldn't eat chocolate?" she questioned.
"It's Vanilla's 'I can't believe it's not chocolate' ice cream," he explained, "it's made with chocolate malt, so there isn't enough cocoa powder for me to go insane. It doesn't taste anything like real chocolate, so if you want some coffee ice cream there's some in the fridge."
She spooned some into her mouth and sighed quietly, almost contently, "It has semblance." Tails heaved his laptop onto his legs and quickly Google'd 'how do you deal with girls that have gone through break ups?' He knew. Pathetic really.
She stares at his sketches while he looks for the most reliable source, the sound of keys the only in the workshop before she becomes bored of that and turns back to him, tapping her spoon against his neglected bowl where the ice cream had started to melt, "What are you doing?"
He quickly exited all the pages, filled to the brim with mushy crap meant for girls to say to other girls and was left with an open Facebook profile. He was trying to delete the messages he was receiving from his Hotmail account. Cream had recently discovered the magic of the internet and hadn't hesitated to attempt to wow him with funny things she had found. Cream was a doll, the best little sister that one could ask for, but these messages were getting a little annoying. He didn't even remember why he had made an account, apparently his last post had been to wish Sally a 'Happy Birthday' while he was back in Downunda.
"You know what? I'm giving up on men!"
"Gods, why?" he asked, pressing the delete button over and over again.
"I can't rely on any of them! Seriously. Five boyfriends that turned out to be either sleaze bags, gay or in love with other women. A little brother that makes me want to tear my feathers out, and a colleague that stumbles on monosyllabic words," she complained, "honestly, I can't see why they can't just die in a motherf-" Tails scooped up her spoon and shoved it into her beak before she could continue.
He rolled his eyes as he continued with the deleting, "Hello? Male here!"
"Yeah, but you're only twelve, you're not a man yet."
"I am too!"
She laughed this time, a real joyful one, and reached up to ruffle his hair, "Oh Tails. Don't ever grow up."
He growled a little, picking up the bowl of melted ice cream and drinking some of the contents, "What are you going to do about your Facebook profile?"
"What about it?"
Wave didn't like to interact with her extreme gear fans much.
"It says you're still in a relationship."
She grabbed the laptop before Tails could protest, screwing around with his profile. He hopped of the bench and tried to snatch it back.
"What are you doing? Don't send Jet any hate mail! I'm already on his bad side for screwing around with his propeller jets last month."
Wave finished typing for a bit and the closed the laptop, "Let's get pizza!"
"It's 2:00am!"
"They serve 24/7 in Mobotropolis Square."
"But that's… oh God, let me get out the X-Tornado."
"Stop being lazy and just get your gear."
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Around ten the next day he groaned, realising that he'd received more messages from Facebook. He rubbed at his eyes, blinking them in confusion when he noticed a message from Ash.
Miles Prower
works at: Twin Tail Tools.| studies at: New Mobotropolis High.|
lives in: Angel Island.| from: Cocoa Island. | born on October 16.|
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-Miles changed his profile picture.
-Miles and Cream are now friends.
-"Wave says your pants are probably in the…" on Jet's photo.
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Ash Prower, what the hell?
Friday at 9:32am
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Sonic gotta lead on the next Grand Prix, buddy!
Friday at 4:28am via Blackberry
Tails Coolio, text me the details.
Sonic will do.
Jet no point, you'll be spendin' it eatin' dust anyway.
Sonic no one asked you almighty Jet the parrot!
Jet take it black you spiky blue excuse for a hairbrush!
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Wave I'll be expecting a ring!
Thursday at 1:53am
What?
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Miles went from single to married with Wave.
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Miles commented on Wave's post.
Miles Pshaw, better be expecting a ring pop, bitch!
Wave D'aww, love you too Honeybuns!
Miles I can't believe you would use me to change your status.
Wave Geez, what do you think of me?
Miles Not much, but then again, hacking my profile isn't below you.
Sonic gosh, can't you just /feel/ the love?
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Miles Isn't that a form of paedophilia?
Jet try telling /her/ that.
Miles That's the last time I'm helping you with a break up.
Wave I love you! You're the best!
Miles God, you can even use sarcasm online.
Wave Only the best of us can, Honey :P
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