Stailz: Hi. Left ya with a cliffhanger didn't I? Anyways, ON WITH THE
FIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Excuse me? Are from around here?" "Huh? Who me?", Tails yawned," He looked and a young girl fox. She had light bluish greenish fur and sky blue eyes that matched his own. She a bit like a punk. The strands of hair by her face were dyed blue and red and she wore lots of black bracelets on her left arm. She sported a pair of red soffee shorts and a black baby-tee that said "Stop Staring at Me!". She looked down at him with friendly eyes. "Yes, you. Who else would I be talking to?" "Uh, I dunno." "I need some help. You see, me and my friends came up here for the week and we don't know where the waterfall is." Tails stood up gave her directions. "Thanks", she said, cheerfully. "Buy the way," "what's your name?" "I'm Miles. But all my friends call me Tails." "Tails? Why do they call you that?" He glared at her. She look down at his tails and stood there speechless. "Don't you dare make fun of me!" , he bellowed. "Take it easy! I wasn't going to make fun of you. I think the tails are cool. They make you unique." He stood there in pure shock. No fox had ever complimented his tails. They all thought of him as some kind of freak and would often get beat up. He blushed at her compliment. "You really think so?", he asked. "Sure. They're totally you." He turned around. His back facing her. "Thanks. You better get going. Your friends are probably wondering where you are." He began to walk away. "Wait!" she shouted. "You wanna come along and hang with us?" Tails stopped and turned to here. "Okay. If it's alright with your friends, that is." "They won't mind. They'll love you, you'll see." "Hey!" Tails said "I never got your name." "My name?" she paused. "my name's Hope.
"Excuse me? Are from around here?" "Huh? Who me?", Tails yawned," He looked and a young girl fox. She had light bluish greenish fur and sky blue eyes that matched his own. She a bit like a punk. The strands of hair by her face were dyed blue and red and she wore lots of black bracelets on her left arm. She sported a pair of red soffee shorts and a black baby-tee that said "Stop Staring at Me!". She looked down at him with friendly eyes. "Yes, you. Who else would I be talking to?" "Uh, I dunno." "I need some help. You see, me and my friends came up here for the week and we don't know where the waterfall is." Tails stood up gave her directions. "Thanks", she said, cheerfully. "Buy the way," "what's your name?" "I'm Miles. But all my friends call me Tails." "Tails? Why do they call you that?" He glared at her. She look down at his tails and stood there speechless. "Don't you dare make fun of me!" , he bellowed. "Take it easy! I wasn't going to make fun of you. I think the tails are cool. They make you unique." He stood there in pure shock. No fox had ever complimented his tails. They all thought of him as some kind of freak and would often get beat up. He blushed at her compliment. "You really think so?", he asked. "Sure. They're totally you." He turned around. His back facing her. "Thanks. You better get going. Your friends are probably wondering where you are." He began to walk away. "Wait!" she shouted. "You wanna come along and hang with us?" Tails stopped and turned to here. "Okay. If it's alright with your friends, that is." "They won't mind. They'll love you, you'll see." "Hey!" Tails said "I never got your name." "My name?" she paused. "my name's Hope.