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It's a Technician Thing
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"Bye Wave!" he yelled, leaning on the door as he watched the Babylon Rogue flick her arm up and disappear between the mountains. He sighed, smiling to himself before an abrupt, female voice clearing her throat startled him.
"Tails?"
"Amy!" he cried, completely forgetting that the hedgehog was there. She'd come half an hour before Wave, and endured being shoved into the background as the two best friends conversed about stuff that she couldn't understand. When would a girl need to know what a 'computational fluid dynamic' is?
"I think you've got a little explaining to do," she replied in a devious tone.
"Yes! I am sorry for forgetting," he said, hushing her momentarily by holding up his forefinger, "I will get to your gear in a second!" he declared as he hopped over a pile of papers that could have been sketches.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no~" she murmured, catching Tails by the scruff of his collar and pulling him back, thoroughly freaking him out, "I meant, what the hell is up with you and Wave?"
He cocked his head to the side, shrugging his shoulders and pulling up the sleeves on his black chequered flannel, "What'cha mean? We're friends."
"Tails! Denial isn't good for the fur I hear."
"What do you me-No! We're not like that," he assured.
She fluttered her eyelashes, "Tails. I'm sorry to say that the way you two act isn't like normal girl/boy friendships."
"Oh?" he replied snippily, crossing his arms over his chest, "Tell me how we're different, oh Great Guru of Love."
Amy huffed, ignoring the personal stab at her own romantic endeavours, "You know, apart from the fact that you were mentally undressing her-"
"I do not!"
"Did you realise exactly how much you guys touched each other? How they lingered and traced gently?"
Tails rolled his eyes, "And the way that you lit up when she walked into the room, or laughed at your stupid mechanic jokes-Gods, it was so sweet."
"I don't like Wave like that. You're just delusional."
"That's good, because she isn't good for you," Amy declared sharply.
"Excuse me?" he replied, a little peeved off by the comment, "How?"
"Well, she still teases you. And she's a Babylon Rogue."
"I'm a big boy, I can take it," he replied indignantly, "and are you guys still fuming over that fact?" He really thought he'd made the message clear that he wasn't going to deal with any of this prejudice. The Babylon Rogues had been keeping their noses clean… as of late.
"They're nothing but trouble Tails! Thieves! What is it with you and falling in love with the enemy?" she cried, flinging her arms into the air, "First Fiona and now this!"
"Don't bring her up!" he growled, cheeks flushing red in anger and embarrassment, "And Wave is not like her!"
"So, you admit it! That you 'like' Wave!" she screeched.
"Ugh. Get out!" he snarled, pointing to the door.
"Why can't you be normal and date someone like-like Nicole or Cream?" she persisted.
"Nicole is obsessed with her job and Cream is six. SIX! Geez Amy."
"Stop defending that Siren, Tails!"
"Your gear will be done in a week Amy, now… go and find Sonic or something!" he demanded, pushing her out the door and closing it behind her. He released a sigh that deflated his entire body and slunk against the wall, cradling his head in his hands.