A/N: SO SORRY for the long wait, I had a case of writers block, plus school has been a trip.:p Again, thanks for reviewing my fic! I love you all! You get more cookies!

And to Random Person/Chao: There is no Tails and Cream (sorry!) but there are more daugthers, so I hope thats okay.

To Ri2: If you REALLY want me to explain I'll be happy to e-mail you but I caution you, I have a VERY sick mind.

Now I'll leave you guys alone to read. Please reveiw and tell me what you think. Keep in mind that I have no one to beta read.

For the Dreamers

Thursday Mystic Ruins 10:17a.m.

"Woooow!"

The small fox child stood in awe at the pink tulip before her. A long winter had just ended and spring had finally come again much to the five year olds delight, and this was the first flower she had seen since then.

The little five year old orange fox was wearing a white spring dress with clear sandals. She had one tail and bee wings.

The fox child's eyes sparkled with glee as she gazed at the pink tulip that was growing on the other side of a bank of a raging river. She could use her wings to fly over and get it but, her parents strictly told her that she shouldn't try to fly until her wings grew in. But she wanted that flower so badly.

'I practiced enough, I can do it!' she thought. She straightened up, took in a breath, nodded to herself 'I can do it' and her tiny wings began to move making a small buzzing noise. She slowly lifted off the ground making her grin from excitement.

She maneuvered herself forward now hovering slowly over the raging river. She appeared to be in deep concentration. Now more than half way over the river she began reaching for the pink tulip. 'Also there…' Her flight and the buzzing noise began to falter she reached out for flower even more now as her started to grow weaker. She tried flying harder to no avail and the buzzing noise stopped altogether just inches away from the flower.

She cried out and fell in the river.

Try as she might she couldn't swim against the strong current and was being tossed further down stream.

"Help! HELP!" she cried out going under a couple of times. She was getting tired and it was getting harder for her to stay up. She started felling faint and the last thing she remembered was the fell of something grab her hand.

…

She felt like she was moving... felt like she was flying…flying… 'AM I DEAD?' she opened her eyes looking up, and saw a pink hedgehog it's quills cut short and a cow lick that was being blown back by the wind.

The pink hedgehog looked down at her in his arms and smiled. She looked down at the ground and realized that she was running..the hedgehog was running. 'But we're going so fast!' she thought as she watched the blur of trees pass them.

They suddenly stopped and she was quickly sat down on a hallow tree log and a red jacket was thrown over her shoulders. She was still shaken by the traumatic experience. She looked up at the hedgehog with nothing on but red shoes with white stripes and a buckle standing before her.

"Girls shouldn't not wear clothes." was the first thing the fox child said to her saver.

"Well, I'm no girl." the hedgehog said with a smirk.

"But your pink. Pink is for girls!" she spoke from her five year knowledge.

"Not in my case."

The pink hedgehog walked over to the log and toke a seat beside her.

"Cool wings." He said leaning his head back to look at them.

The little fox blushed and said "Thank you."

They sat in silence for a few seconds.

"I'm Chris. What's your name?" the hedgehog said offering his hand.

The fox child blinked at first still blushing but took his hand shyly.

"I'm Clover." She told him softly.

"Clover…that's a pretty name." he said with charming smile.

"Thank you." she said looking up into his eyes. They were emerald green. "You have pretty eyes."

It was Chris' turn to blush. "Uh, thanks" he scratched the back of his head as the little fox giggled. "Um, you shouldn't be flying right now. You're too young" he then said getting of the log and knelling to her level.

Clover frowned at him. "I'm not young!" she exclaimed.

"You could wait 'til your wings grow more. Then I bet you'd be a great flyer." he said putting a hand on her head. "…um…can I have my jacket back now?"

Clover handed him back his red jacket. She watched him slip his jacket on and turn to leave. She started to call him but he turned back to her.

"I almost forgot." He said reaching in his jacket. "This for you." He handed her a pink tulip.

Clover gasped and her blue eyes sparkled as she took the pink tulip from his hand. She looked at the tulip and hugged it to her.

"See ya 'round Clover."

Clover looked up and he was gone.

She looked around for him but he was nowhere in sight. 'I wish I could have played with him more.' She thought as she found herself relaying those words in her head.

'See ya 'round Clover…Clover…Clover…'

"..Clover…Clover...Clover…"

Her name was echoing in her head as she stared off into sky mindlessly turning the wrench.

"CLOVER!"

Until she realized it was her father calling her. She immediately snapped out of her day dream. "Yeah dad?"

"Stop turning the wrench already, you're stripping the bolt."

Clover, now ten years old, looked down at her handy work. "..Oh" was all she said blushing and putting away the wrench.

"I've called you seven times already." said Tails, her dad, from under the new bi plane he and his daughter were working on. A few more adjustments needed to be made to it and they had yet to paint it. "You thinking about 'Chris' again." Tails asked teasingly at his daughter.

"Pass me the screw driver." Clover held out her hand ignoring the question though her red cheeks said differently.

Like her father Clover had a passion for machines and was even beginning to rival her father's intelligence. In fact the new bi plane they were working on was going to be Clovers first plane; she'd even built most of it herself, her father was just installing some weapons, just in case.

"Common or Phillip?" Tails asked sliding from under the plane.

"Common please." Tails felt around in the tool box until he came across a flat-headed screwdriver which is know as 'common', and handed it to his daughter who toke it and told him 'thank you' and proceeded to tighten the screws that would hold down the planes wind shield.

Clover let her mind linger back to her day dream.

'I was so young back then and so was he…' she thought. 'But he probably thinks I'm just a kid. Who even heard of a fifteen year old liking a ten year old?'

' It could happen. ' another part of her said.

'Aw what do you know.'

' What ever you know, I'm you ', the other part of her giggled.

Her little conversation with herself was interrupted when her father said that it was time for a break.

She toke a last bolt out of the front pocket of her denim overalls and finished tightening it on the wind shield and slid down the side plane dropping the screwdriver back into the tool box and running into the house after her father.

"Hey look Clov', Charmy made lunch." said Tails walking over to a now much older Charmy and snatching one of the grilled cheese sandwiches off the tray he held.

Charmy had grown a lot since his younger days but because of his species he was still fairly short. He only stood up to Tails shoulders. He had gotten over most of his hyper activity, 'most', he would still revert back to his old scatterbrained self when he got excited or upset…which was pretty often.

"Thanks for the sandwiches Charmy" Clover said taking a bite out of her sandwich. She called her parents, Tails and Charmy, by their names.

"Your welcome." Charmy said as helped himself to one of his creations. "By the way, Cream called. She said she was bringing Honey over for a visit."

Clover smiled at that. She hadn't seen her young friend in a while, about a year. 'She must be six by now.' she thought

After finishing his sandwich Tails went up stairs saying that he'd be right back. Charmy followed him up leaving Clover sitting at the kitchen table.

She sat there at first swinging her legs under the kitchen table, then she looked out the window at how pretty and blue the sky was. Since it was such a beautiful day she decided to finish her lunch outside.

Opening the door she felt a cool breeze whisk through her bangs blowing them up and she smiled at the sensation. She cheerfully walked toward the edge of the big hill, which her house sat upon, and flopped down taking a bite out of her sandwich, taking in the beautiful scenery before her. The forest, the roaring water fall pouring into the lake, the small train station, and the ocean. And who could forget the entrance to the chao garden. It was Honey's most favorite place. There was also a gated passage way with a rusted rail cart on tracks that lead to who knows where. As adventurous as she was she had never bothered to see what was there.

After sitting for a while she decided to take a walk instead.

Instead of walking down the steps of the hill she flew down to the lower area. She'd been very grateful that her wings were developed enough now. It was much easier to fly, soaring high above clouds. She enjoyed every bit of it just as she did flowers and building things.

She toke a couple more bites of her sandwich and she was finished with it.

She walked pass a few trees to the edge of a cliff where at the bottom sat a lake a waterfall where her father had claimed to find a silver Chao egg, and that very chao was still in that garden to this day along with a gold chao as well.

She then headed toward a group of boulders, some were jagged, that sat at the base of a large dug out tunnel in the side of a mountain.

Her father, Tails, said that an old friend of his named Knuckles Echidna made this tunnel in search of broken pieces of the master emerald when a monster called Chaos escaped from it; though she has never met him in person. He'd told her most of the things that happened on his adventures and how he met Charmy on one of them. He mentioned the master emerald and something called the chaos emeralds. When she asked more about them her father told her he would tell her when she older. That was four years ago.

She walked away from the cave about to go back to the house when she noticed the iron gate where the rusted cart had been was opened. She frowned at first and lifted and brow but figured it was just one of the many explorers must have opened it but the cart was still there.

She continued walking and was about halfway home when she felt something land on her head.

Not panicking she calmly tilted her head up and then found a green frog looking at down at her. She blinked then smiled up at the frog.

"Hello little frog. My head is not toadstool." She laughed inwardly when she received a ribbit from the frog. Then she swear she felt the ground shake a little.

"FROGGY!"

She abruptly turned around and she could've screamed. Not that what she saw was scary. If you saw a huge cat running toward you it would surprise you too.

"Froggy!" the huge purple cat said again this time jumping for her.

Clover immediately jumped back to avoid being crushed letting the big purple cat land hard on the ground.

The big purple cat lay there for a while not moving still flat on his face.

Clover stared warily at the huge purple cat, which had on some light brown cargo shorts and matching sandals. She blinked a couple of times and with a finger reached down and lightly toughed the tip of the cat's ear and it twitched like it was trying to get out of her reach. She did this at least four times when the forgotten frog on her head gave and ribbit.

At the sound of the frog the cat, seemingly unaffected by the fall, jolted it's head up with a smile that could rival the sunshine itself, dawn, morning, or noon.

"Froggy! I've been looking all over for you!"

The purple cat got up and stepped closer to the Clover and reached for the frog on her head.

Clover toke a step back still unsure of what to make of the odd situation.

The purple(AN: my fav color) cat put his arm down and stared at Clover like he'd just made acknowledgement of her existence. The cat blinked at her, Clover blinked at him.

"Hi!" the cat suddenly extended his fairly large hand at Clover.

Clover, still befuddled, blinked in confusion.

"If Froggy likes you, I like you!" the cat said rather cheerfully, though he did talk a little slow.

Still a little jumpy Clover toke the hand and gave a sheepish laugh and the cat instantly started introducing himself.

"I'm Erick, I'm twelve years old, I live here in the Mystic Ruins, What's your name, how old are you, how come I've never seen you before, and why do you have wings like a bug?" Erick asked her out of plain curiosity.

"Um…I'm Clover…I'm ten.." the only real thoughts in Clover's head at the moment were 'big' and 'purple', and being bombarded with so many questions but she was able to gather up her composer again.

"Uh..I've never seen you before either. And they're not bug wings, they're bee wings."

"Wow really? Can you sting people too?" the large young cat let go of Clover's hand and went to look at her backside bursting with curiosity.

"No." she said covering her rear end with both hands and turning to face Erick again. She was only thinking of one new word and that was 'innocence'.

"Clover!"

Clover heard her father's voice in the distance.

"Uh, I should get going. My dads calling me."

Clover started back toward her home. After about six or seven steps she felt like she was being followed. She turned her head to see Erick right behind her with that sunshine rivaling smile still plastered on his chubby purple face.

"Um…I'm going home now." she said slowly and making gestures to make herself clear. He did seem a bit slow.

"Okay!" he said still smiling.

She looked at him for a moment then turned around and continued walking.

She reached the bottom of the steps up the hill to her house and just knew that Erick was still behind her.

She turned around with an annoyed look on her face. She was about tell Erick, whose smile was gone, to stop following her as nice as she could but before she could fix her mouth to say anything Erick simply pointed to her head.

Clover was confused but quickly understood when she heard a frog's 'ribbit'.

"Oh, sorry." she smiled apologetically and toke the frog of her head turning it toward her for a moment. It was really a cute frog. She handed it back to Erick whose brilliant smile returned.

"Clover! There you are." Tails came walking down the steps. "Cream and Honey are here…Big? I haven't seen you in ages! You've lost a lot of weight I see."

"Huh? I'm not Big."

It was Tails turn to be confused. Then they felt the ground tremor a little, and when everybody lifted there heads in its general direction they gasped except Erick who nearly squealed 'Daddy!'.

"Erick, you found Froggy!" Big was now even bigger than he was back then. And now his voice was much more masculine; almost what some would even consider sexy, but still slow.

"Big?" Tails exclaimed a little shocked at the cat size. Who knew Big could get any bigger.

"Tails? Is that you that you?" Big's voice rumble through everyone's chest as he stomped over to Tails who was still in a bit of shock. "I haven't seen you in a while. How've ya been buddy?" He picked up Tails into a hug almost crushing the poor guy.

In a bit of a daze from the breath taking hug, Tails managed to snap out of it and push himself off Big's chest and give him a sheepish grin.

"It's nice to see you too Big." He said rubbing that back of his head. Big chuckled with a soft smile in return and let Tails down.

"I see you've met my son, Erick." he said looking back toward his son who had a big smile and held Froggy.

"He looks just like you." Tails said waving to the miniature of Big. "This is my daughter, Clover."

Clover waved still wide-eyed from the cat's immense size.

Big was observing Clover's features. He knelt down to her level with a questioning look on his face and after a moment of cocking his head to the side and twitching his ear he finally said.

"You had a baby with Charmy?"

"WHAT! NO, she's adopted! And how do you even know its Charmy?" Tails face was red with embarrassment and somewhat frustration. 'Still as clueless as ever' he thought.

"I always knew you two would end up together." he explained pushing himself back up. "And I'm not clueless, just blunt."

Tails eyes widened.

"But how did you-?"

"I can see it in your eyes." Big's smile still remained, unaltered.

Tails sighed at the whole situation. Then he remembered a little matter of business he had to discuss with the other adults.

"Hey Big, Cream is at my house right now. I know you two were friends so did you want to come up and see her?"

"Sure!" he said smiling even bigger but it was still not as brilliant as Erick's.

They walked up the steps to the house, Tails in the lead and big at the end. When they made it up the steps they found Charmy, Cream, and her young daughter Honey standing near the front porch.

Honey was the first to make their presents noticeable and immediately ran up to her friend Clover giving her a tight waist high hug. She smile up brightly at her friend and Clover smiled down at her.

Cream turned around about to say hello but stopped and stared at the familiar monster sized cat.

Cream was now as beautiful as ever, almost the splitting image of, Vanilla, her mother.

Cream began to walk over to Big in a bit of shock since to last time she saw him was when she was ten. Tears started welling up in her eyes as she walked past Tails, Honey, and Clover up to her old friend.

"Big…is it really you?" she spoke; her voice even though matured was still as soft as ever.

"Hi'ya Cream. Long time no see." Big smiled brightly and opened his arms for a hug which he quickly received from the rabbit.

"Oh Big it's been ages! How have you been?" Cream said through teary eyes letting go of her old friend.

"I've been just fine, thank you." he looked over Cream's shoulder at the miniature version her starting at him curiously. "I take it she's yours." he said briefly pointing to her.

"Oh, yes." she turned to her daughter. "Come here dear, I want you to meet someone."

Honey walked/skipped to her mothers side and clasped her hands together in front of her. She too looked exactly like her mother, but she had a hazel colored patch over her eye. She had on a orange sleeveless shirt, denim capree pants and matching shoes.

"Honey, this is Big. The cat I've told you about."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Big." Honey bowed her head out politeness.

"It's nice to meet you too, Honey" he bowed as well. "This is my son Erick." Erick came and stood by his father's side.

Both offspring looked like copies of their parents.

With all formal greetings aside, Tails offered them all inside but Erick, Clover, and Honey stayed outside to get more acquainted.

"I see…" Big said thoughtfully rubbing his chin. "Maybe it is time we tell them about the chaos emeralds. Eggman has been too quiet for too long, he's most likely up to something."

Everyone was trying to keep their cool when ever Big spoke. His voice was just so deep and manly; it rumbled through everyone's chest, it even sent shivers down Cream's spine and making Charmy and Tails feel bit uneasy.

Unknown to them though, Big noticed all of this and was feeding his ego by letting Cream have it when he elongated some of his words.

(A/N: Gotta love adult humor)

"I Hope it was good idea to give everyone a chaos emerald. It'll at least slow Eggman down if he ever tries to steal them again...which he will." said Tails.

A few years back it had been decided it would be best to separate the chaos emeralds.

Sonic and Amy had the blue one, Tails and Charmy had the orange one, Cream had the clear one, Big had the purple, Espio and Vector had the light blue, Kito and Yasha had the red, and Shadow and Knuczema had the green. Of course Knuckles had the master emerald.

"Fine." said Charmy. "I'll call Vec. and Espio and tell them about the decision."

Tails offered to call Sonic. After the two calls were made a chain reaction started. Sonic called Shadow and then Knuczema called Yasha who then called Knuckles.

Cream tried to start a conversation with Big.

"So where is Erick's mother?"

Big features toke on a somber appearance.

"She died when Erick was still young."

"Oh my! I'm sorry Big." She apologized putting a hand on Big's shoulder (or as close as she could get it) She knew how he must've felt, truly she did. The pain of losing someone that you chose to share your life with is…unspeakable.

"You are a single parent too?" big asked with a sad smile. He could easily tell the look on Cream's face said 'how did you know that?'. "I can see it in your eyes." He replied to the silent question.

Cream's mouth went agape for a second but she decided to leave it at that. Big shifted in his seated position at the table and only then Cream noticed that she was leaning on Big's arm. She blushed quickly straightened up and Big just smiled softly. They fell into silence after that.

"Well, it's getting' a little late and the fish won't catch themselves." Big said breaking the silence.

"Yes, you should get going." Cream stood up from her chair her cheeks were still a pale shade of pink. Cream heard Tails and Charmy snickering behind her though she chose to ignore it. Big followed suite and they walked to the door, Big stopping to open it for her receiving a quick thank you. He held the door open for Tails and Charmy too.

Meanwhile, Erick had a large parasol and was tossing Honey and Clover up in the air, and from the laughter anyone could tell they were enjoying themselves.

"Erick, it's time to go!" Big called to his son.

"Okie-dokie!" Erick caught Clover and Honey on the parasol one last time before letting them down.

Big and Erick walked to the steps and waved back to everyone before walking down them.

Clover watched Big and Erick walk back to the iron gate. They 'hoped' in the cart and she watched as the disappeared into the tunnel way.

"Tails, can I go back there one day?" she turned back to her father.

"Maybe, but I'll have to go with you. It's easy to get lost back there."

"And you would know because you've been on one of your adventures" she stated with a hint of boredom.

"Why yes I have" Tails stated matter of factly. "I even discovered a secret area that leads to a whole other land where I've surfed sand dunes using a snowboard while being chased by gigantic ancient stone creatures.

Clover, Charmy, and Cream all had a look that said 'yeah right'. Tails adventures where mostly believable but you had to admit that some were pretty 'out there'.

"I believe you Mr. Tails!" said Honey running to Tails' side.

"See, I have one friend." he said kneeling down and putting an arm around Honey's waist and she just grinned.

A/N: Thanks for reading, now you must reveiw!