xx.d; Okay, so the second last chapter people really seemed to like. I have no idea why, but I can accept that, maybe it's because I have so much fun writing it?
WelshScot- Your comic strip is taking a lot more time than I originally assumed. Please give me a little more time? Say, ten chapters?
Thanks to Smallson S. Spekinton (lol, it took me a while to figure out who you were), Angel-of-Energy, 9string, LordCooler, xXCookieGiverXx, Pixelated Firefly, A Ugly faic and cutelittlefreak for reviewing the last chapters.
Ficfan412- Dude, I thought your idea was the cutest thing ever, seriously. And yeah, the last time I was reading about Bean, he was serenading to a bomb. That guy is awesome.
Ultima- I love The Lion King! I'm glad you find it amusing, and that my attempts at humour aren't just try-hard pity laughs. This chapter's for you! I didn't want Wave with them so that the boys could bond, but now that I think of it… I HAVE ANOTHER IDEA FOR A PROMPT! Thanks, oh wow, you didn't even do anything this time. You're so inspiring :) I noticed that you review for Ask Tails Doll by Infamousplot, you ask a lot of weird, amusing questions.
Enjoi.
It's a Technician Thing
I told you so II
Tails took pride in the fact that he was the kind of person that people entrusted secrets to. He really didn't understand why his personality entitled this kind of behaviour. Wasn't really aware why his friends believed him to be the most trustworthy one, but for some reason he was and was the bank in which most people decided to keep their deepest confessions when they were feeling troubled. And thus it was a bad idea to ever cross Tails, because if someone hadn't specifically told them their secret, somebody else had.
Sonic and Jet had made the mistake of trusting them, whether by accident or not, with their real names and a few other weaknesses, some of which were blatantly obvious in the first place, others not.
Cream had admitted some naughty things her mother would not approve of… and so had Amy.
Wave had entrusted some deep things that she would regret telling him when he was old enough to drink wine.
Knuckles had said some things that he would admit; he wouldn't be willing to repeat.
Tails had recently found herself aggravated at his blue best friend for bringing up a certain… crush he might have had a long time ago, and how childish he might have acted about it, unleashing the hell that is Tails' wrath. And Knuckles, being the apparent codfish that he was, had decided to agree with Sonic and that statement.
When Tails was very young, he discovered a like of horror stories, and thus Eggman's Tails Doll didn't affect him in the slightest. In fact, he found the doll's apparent need for affection endearing, however he couldn't be reprogrammed and thus lies somewhere in the Egg Fortress, possibly even decommissioned permanently. Tails had brought it upon himself to make a replica, messy stitching and all, just to practice his sowing skills.
They were a little better than Eggman's and thus, Tail's Doll 2 was born, but Tails had affectionately named it 2D. Sonic however, had been frightened by the entire experience, because the blue hedgehog, unfortunately, was incredibly superstitious, and hated Tails Doll.
That was some background information that would have come in handy. Along with the fact that Knuckles was afraid of pirates. So you could imagine Wave's reaction upon finding Tails in his workshop to see the fox decked out in an outfit similar to Jack Sparrows. She had to admit it looked rather fetching on the fox, but the entire façade was very confusing.
There he was, complete with fingerless gloves, knee-length trench coat and sharpened cutlass. To complete the threatening look he had the antennae of a small little stuffed toy in between his teeth while he tightened the belt around his thigh-length blouse.
"What the hell are you doing?" she asked, unsure whether she should be shocked into horror or laughter. Tails raised his head, weighed down by the large pirate hate shadowing his bangs.
"Ah, Lass, be a helpin' hand and gift me with a board inconceivable from the metal heap yonder?" he scuffed his boots against the concrete.
"What the fuck are you saying Tails?"
"Sorry," he grinned, waving his gloved hands at her, "I mean could you get me an air board that hasn't been painted or maintained yet?"
"Why?"
"Because Knuckles is afraid of pirates?"
"Oh dear lord."
Tails went about explaining that he was going to soon figure out who spiked his drink. Seeing as the three men in proximity to his milkshake were Sonic, Jet and Knuckles he was going to figure out who it was through interrogation and… blackmail.
"Wave do you know what Jet's afraid of?"
"Is that a rhetorical question?"
"No, I would seriously like to know."
"I think that its better I not say it."
"As you wish," Tails picked up a water gun and hung its reserves on his side, carrying 2D in the crook of his arm. He picked up a phone and put on a Darth Vader mask, dialling Sonic's number. He was a pirate. Riding extreme gear. With a doll. And a water gun. Wearing a Darth Vader mask. Something was definitely wrong with Tails. Maybe the chocolate hadn't worn off yet.
"Yo?" she heard the Blue Blur answer.
"Do not go to Aquatic Capital today," Tails said into the device, hanging up instantly, voice disguised. The fox turned to her, taking off the pirate hat and throwing it in her direction, "Do you want to come with?"
This looked like it was going to get out of hand. Perhaps she should have just admitted that it was Jet that had spiked his drink, but this could prove to be entertaining. And possibly Youtube worthy.
"Sure."
"You know I wouldn't really have to do this if they wouldn't fess up-unless you know who it was Wave? It would be better to tell me now."
She should tell the truth.
She would.
It was the right thing to do.
Right?
"Nope!"
Dammit.
xx.d; Ladies and gentlemen, it seems we have another arc on our hands.
