"What has happened to you Tails?" Sonic desperately asked Tails.
Tails struggling died down; he fell on his knees and looked up at Sonic. "I've won." Tails said happily.
Sonic was surprised by this remark so asked what he meant. Sonic was then based in the back by the dog Tails had bitten. The dog pulled Sonic up a held both his arms tightly.
"You see," Tails started getting to his feet, "I don't know what I've become Sonic, but I like it."
"Tails…" Sonic said hoping that it would do some good.
Tails turned and started to walk off just as a cat and vixen appeared.
"Don't try and stop me Sonic, I have something I need to do." Tails called back.
The dog let go of Sonic and back away as did the cat and vixen. 'Why is Tails going to Knothole?' Sonic thought to himself.
Tails started to run; he didn't want Sonic to stop him.
Tails walked into his hut, and picked up a package on the table. He opened it up and took out two microchips. "Why?" Tails asked himself, putting the two microchips in his fangs.
"How's things?" Lucky Seven asked.
"Not good, 8 Ball has gone missing and a lot of people have seen our little clone attack someone." Number One replied. Number One had lost all hope in this planet; he just wanted to get off it.
Lucky Seven looked down. "We have had word from OOI that… that the Erstmap Training Ship has set course for this planet."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Must be just coming to pick their FightBot up."
"Yes!" The FightBot yelled out happily for the back of the room.
"Why are you always here?"
"It's not like you give me anything to do. Me being here is pointless."
"Look there are our plains." 8 Ball said relived.
"Oh good." The real Tails exclaimed. "We better hurry. We don't want those SWAT bots coming after us."
"I aggress, let's run for it. Ready, set, go."
The two ran and jump in their plains, quickly started their engines and flew out of there.
'I have to get rid of Tails.' 8 Ball remembered turning on his targeting equipment to get a lock. The computer showed it targeting Tails' plain and went red to indicate it had a lock. "I'm sorry." 8 Ball said pushing the button.
Tails struggling died down; he fell on his knees and looked up at Sonic. "I've won." Tails said happily.
Sonic was surprised by this remark so asked what he meant. Sonic was then based in the back by the dog Tails had bitten. The dog pulled Sonic up a held both his arms tightly.
"You see," Tails started getting to his feet, "I don't know what I've become Sonic, but I like it."
"Tails…" Sonic said hoping that it would do some good.
Tails turned and started to walk off just as a cat and vixen appeared.
"Don't try and stop me Sonic, I have something I need to do." Tails called back.
The dog let go of Sonic and back away as did the cat and vixen. 'Why is Tails going to Knothole?' Sonic thought to himself.
Tails started to run; he didn't want Sonic to stop him.
Tails walked into his hut, and picked up a package on the table. He opened it up and took out two microchips. "Why?" Tails asked himself, putting the two microchips in his fangs.
"How's things?" Lucky Seven asked.
"Not good, 8 Ball has gone missing and a lot of people have seen our little clone attack someone." Number One replied. Number One had lost all hope in this planet; he just wanted to get off it.
Lucky Seven looked down. "We have had word from OOI that… that the Erstmap Training Ship has set course for this planet."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Must be just coming to pick their FightBot up."
"Yes!" The FightBot yelled out happily for the back of the room.
"Why are you always here?"
"It's not like you give me anything to do. Me being here is pointless."
"Look there are our plains." 8 Ball said relived.
"Oh good." The real Tails exclaimed. "We better hurry. We don't want those SWAT bots coming after us."
"I aggress, let's run for it. Ready, set, go."
The two ran and jump in their plains, quickly started their engines and flew out of there.
'I have to get rid of Tails.' 8 Ball remembered turning on his targeting equipment to get a lock. The computer showed it targeting Tails' plain and went red to indicate it had a lock. "I'm sorry." 8 Ball said pushing the button.