-Even at this point, chapter one, I still don't own Sonic or any related characters, crazy isn't it?

((When people refer to Tails they will use him/he ect, when Tails refers to herself she will use her/she ect))

Tails woke up to a morning not unlike many others. Right now, she was still eleven today, but tomorrow was her birthday and she would finally be twelve and old enough to go on her first long solo mission as a Freedom Fighter. But, since she was not a mourning person, she hadn't woken up with the amount of pep implied by the day before a kid's birthday. Tails took out her brush and started brushing her fur, which was thin except around her chest, which she knew she wanted a bit longer so she could blame the very small increase her chest had gotten because of puberty. She had kept being a girl a secret since she was four and one small obstacle wasn't about to ruin it. When she had finished, she put on her gloves, sox, and shoes and went to breakfast.

"Hey little buddy," Sonic said to his surrogate little brother, "I'm sure someone can't wait for today to end."

"Nope, tomorrow should be fun and all, but it's the next day I'm really excited about," Tails said, tomorrow would be the day of solitary preparation for her mission.

"Well don't get too excited, your going to need a clean head, I know I did," Sonic confessed.

"Naw, it will probably be a piece of cake," Tails said jokingly.

"Oh yeah?" Sonic said, "Well I'll have to make sure we pick out a mission worthy of your stature, oh mighty one," Sonic kidded back.

The duo started easting, neither being real conversationalists, especially when eating. Sonic finished first and went to go take a bath in the river, leaving Tails with the dishes, as he usually found a sly way to do. But, since there were only two of them, it never bothered Tails that much; besides, it was the least she could do since Sonic had given her a real home and a real life. Tails finished the dishes and started putting them away as they clanked together. She wondered what she should do next. Today was really just there to take up time and she had already passed out invitations, pre ordered food and drinks, and all of the other party related items. She decided that she could just take a walk until something better turned up. She stepped outside and went wherever her feet took her.

There was a nice breeze and it was just the right temperature. Three days ago had been the first day of spring and everything was blooming. It made Tails real thankful she didn't get allergies like some poor creatures. She wondered how days right before exciting events always seemed to be so boring. The most excitement she had gotten was when a stray Frisbee hit her in the side of the head, which isn't the ideal kind of surprise. Tails decided to stop by Rotors garage, which must be one of the best places in town in the fox's opinion.

"Hey, Rotor, what are you up to?' Tails asked as she entered the shop.

"Ah, not much, just doing a little maintenance to some old stuff, how's things with you?" He said from the other end of the shop.

"Well besides counting down the minutes before tomorrow and the next day, nothing," Tails admitted.

"I guess that's why they call it the calm before the storm, but I guess this time the storm is a good thing," Rotor said.

"Yeah, still doesn't make it right," Tails said.

"Naw, I guess not, but that's life," Rotor said.

"Well I guess I'll be going," Tails said leaving.

"See yah tomorrow," he said back.

Tails was on her way home. She had actually taken a pretty long walk and between that and the distance between her's and Sonic's house and Rotors, the sun was already well on its decent and it was dinner time. She walked into the house to find Sonic and Sally already seated, but with no food on their plates. By Sonic's expression, Sally had forced him to wait.

"Bout time you get back," Sonic says, half jokingly, half not.

"Yeah, I was over at Rotors," Tails said as she sat down.

"So, Tails, are you excited about tomorrow?" Sally asked.

"Yeah, aunt Sally, I just wish it would hurry up and come," Tails said.

"Not to long now," Sally said, noticing that Sonic had already started eating and would probably not contribute to the conversation for a while.

She put some of the food on her plate and started eating as well, as did Tails. By the time they were done, and Tails and Sally had done the dishes, due to Sonic complaining that he though he had a splinter in his foot and they all knew how important his feet were, it was somewhere around 8:30 or 9:00. Tails, hoping to believe the old rhyme about early to bed… turned in early.

And there you go, if this one wasn't as good as the last, that's probably because its hard to fill in the time before a party, the next chappie and the following ones will be better. Thanks for reading!