"(Foxy 'nd Snow-fur, si'in' by a tree,)" whispered Bunnie in a singsong voice, looking in as Tails lay on his bed, looking at the ceiling.
"If you finish that!..." growled Tails, sitting up sharply.
"Yu'll what?" she said, smirking, leaning casually on the window-sill.
Tails thought of lots of things to say, but was so angry, he tried to say them all at once, and nearly suffocated in the process. He made up for this by fuming in silence, not looking at her, arms crossed.
"Aw, don't get y'ur tails in a twist, foxy," she said, smirking. "Most people round here know what happ'ned already."
"WHAT!?!" he yelped, snapping back to her. "How? Who? When? Where?"
"Let's see, got told, Antoine, this morning, outside the mess hall." she recited, answering his questions, counting them off on her fingers.
"I'll kill him. I'll KILL HIM!" he shouted, getting up and starting for the door. He would have got further if Bunnie hadn't leaned in, grabbed hold of his tails with her robotic hand and flung him back on the bed again.
"Calm down, foxy," she said, holding him down. "No-one mind's or cares. They jest think it's swueet." she added, smiling at him.
He looked at her skeptically, but eventually relaxed, murmuring about 'not supposed to be sweet'.
"Sorry, foxy." she smiled. "That's the way they see it."
She was quiet for a while, then she asked "How wus it?"
He thought, and said, truthfully, "Cold..."
"Well, she diyd come from the ar'tic."
Antoine saw Tails again at dinner. He was slightly nervous, and with good reason. He had seen Tails angry before, and he didn't like it.
"Calm down, Shugah," Bunnie said to him, as she stopped him, yet again, from putting salt in his drink. He was so anxious, he was getting mixed up. "He's over it."
"Oui, but why deeed you have to tell him ai told eu? Eu could 'ave said that you 'erd it from someone he likes, nes-pa?"
"Too late, shugah" she said, pointing to the doors. He looked round to find Tails coming through with a disgruntled look on his face. He looked at Antoine and it intensified. He went round the table and sat next to Antoine.
Antoine looked to Bunnie for help, and nervously said "Err, B-bonjour, Tails"
"Morning, Antwan." he said.
"Err, look," he began, but Tails interrupted him.
"It's okay"
"But-"
"It's okay! In fact," he said, looking at Antoine, smiling, "I 'ought to thank you."
"Ai knows, bu-" he stopped and looked at him. "Excuse-moi?" he said, surprised.
"Thanks to you, me and Alana don't have to keep it a secret." he replied, smiling more broadly.
"Err, yur welcome!" he said, also smiling, but in disbelief.
Just then, as if on cue, Alana came in. She looked round until she saw Tails and walked by him. She gave no signs she had seen him, except when she flicked his fringe with her tail, smiling.
"(Ah think he likes you now.)" Whispered Bunnie, as Alana sat down next to Tails and held his hand.
"If you finish that!..." growled Tails, sitting up sharply.
"Yu'll what?" she said, smirking, leaning casually on the window-sill.
Tails thought of lots of things to say, but was so angry, he tried to say them all at once, and nearly suffocated in the process. He made up for this by fuming in silence, not looking at her, arms crossed.
"Aw, don't get y'ur tails in a twist, foxy," she said, smirking. "Most people round here know what happ'ned already."
"WHAT!?!" he yelped, snapping back to her. "How? Who? When? Where?"
"Let's see, got told, Antoine, this morning, outside the mess hall." she recited, answering his questions, counting them off on her fingers.
"I'll kill him. I'll KILL HIM!" he shouted, getting up and starting for the door. He would have got further if Bunnie hadn't leaned in, grabbed hold of his tails with her robotic hand and flung him back on the bed again.
"Calm down, foxy," she said, holding him down. "No-one mind's or cares. They jest think it's swueet." she added, smiling at him.
He looked at her skeptically, but eventually relaxed, murmuring about 'not supposed to be sweet'.
"Sorry, foxy." she smiled. "That's the way they see it."
She was quiet for a while, then she asked "How wus it?"
He thought, and said, truthfully, "Cold..."
"Well, she diyd come from the ar'tic."
Antoine saw Tails again at dinner. He was slightly nervous, and with good reason. He had seen Tails angry before, and he didn't like it.
"Calm down, Shugah," Bunnie said to him, as she stopped him, yet again, from putting salt in his drink. He was so anxious, he was getting mixed up. "He's over it."
"Oui, but why deeed you have to tell him ai told eu? Eu could 'ave said that you 'erd it from someone he likes, nes-pa?"
"Too late, shugah" she said, pointing to the doors. He looked round to find Tails coming through with a disgruntled look on his face. He looked at Antoine and it intensified. He went round the table and sat next to Antoine.
Antoine looked to Bunnie for help, and nervously said "Err, B-bonjour, Tails"
"Morning, Antwan." he said.
"Err, look," he began, but Tails interrupted him.
"It's okay"
"But-"
"It's okay! In fact," he said, looking at Antoine, smiling, "I 'ought to thank you."
"Ai knows, bu-" he stopped and looked at him. "Excuse-moi?" he said, surprised.
"Thanks to you, me and Alana don't have to keep it a secret." he replied, smiling more broadly.
"Err, yur welcome!" he said, also smiling, but in disbelief.
Just then, as if on cue, Alana came in. She looked round until she saw Tails and walked by him. She gave no signs she had seen him, except when she flicked his fringe with her tail, smiling.
"(Ah think he likes you now.)" Whispered Bunnie, as Alana sat down next to Tails and held his hand.