F.Y.I. Disclaimer is in the first chapter.

Tails, Mr.Pink

Chapter 2

Silent as a thief something moved on the rooftop. The object couldn't be made out because the shadows seemed to be hugging the cloaked figure. It moved silent as the grave and hopped off the roof onto the ground. It was then a silhouette of the figure could be made out, it was clearly someone who didn't wish to be seen as a puff of condensation escaped the creature's muzzle before a hood was drawn up over its ears. the streetlamp flickered as the hooded one' walked by. A flash of pink could be seen before the figure was once again consumed by the evening light. Several thoughts were running through mind of the creature as it ducked behind a tree to avoid being seen by a pedestrian, who had taken advantage of the cool night air.

There was an light knock on the door "Who is it?" Amy asked.

"Who do you think, open up before someone recognizes me!" the cloaked figure whined. Amy unlatched the door while the stranger waited at the door. Still covered in shadows the Stranger was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, was clearly male despite a somewhat feminine if not pink completion. he pulled back the hood concealing his face to reveal.

"Tails!" Cream shouted in surprise, the look on her face was priceless. Amy didn't mention the nature of her conversation on the phone. All Amy told her was that Tails was coming over, and that they were going to give him a makeover. 'Why did tails want to be pink?'

"Bwahahhahahahahahahah!" She tried to keep a straight face but she couldn't after rolling on the ground giggling like an idiot for about 3 minutes she stopped. "It (Snicker) could be worse , I read somewhere that pink was the new black"

"Really Amy, I feel so much better!" Miles said it with more enthusiasm than was believable. Tails of course was being sarcastic and Cream, bless her heart, seemed to be oblivious. If looks could kill however, the look, the glare Tails was shooting Amy was a death ray. "Could we focus on why I'm here for a moment?

"Ok, well um..."Amy started, with him there it was now a pajama party. What's more fun at a Pajama party than tormenting your siblings... or in this case a hapless friend. Besides she realized she could tell him anything and he would believe her. "Well the first step to getting to the dye off is to cover you in mayonnaise." well almost anything. She honestly didn't expect it to work.

" Oh come on!" Tails couldn't believe it, how stupid did Amy think he was.

"Fine, if you want to go around knothole looking like that, go ahead." Amy knew Miles wouldn't leave, regardless of how stupid it sounded. Tails had to make a decision and chose the lesser of multiple evils. options that didn't involve him in 'public' were preferable. Personally, he was to stressed and embarrassed to think of leaving at this time. Besides how much worse could mayonnaise be than engine oil. Amy's line of thinking was that she would finally be rid of those jars of 'Miracle Whip.' that had expired when her fridge wasn't working .

Eventually he consented, and was now dripping with the white mass of slurm. One thing was certain the consistency was nothing like oil it was , it was gross, he was cold, wet and above all where on earth did Amy get enough mayonnaise to pull this off. Cream was watching the power puff girls with Cheese the inter-dimensional idiot box .meanwhile Tails was sitting Indian style in the bathroom shower, where he had been sitting for the last fifteen minutes

"How much longer?" Tails practically begged the question. when Amy came back into the restroom. It took all of the manic hedgehog's willpower not to roll on the ground and die laughing.

"Ok, let me get a bucket and we can hose you off in the back yard."

"What's wrong with right here ?" Miles had a point, why was he in the shower stall in the first place. Thus far there had been no evidence that the mayonnaise had done anything more than make him a pink sticky mess. Another thing that annoyed him about the situation was the clash of the green towels, furry seat cover, an carpet, with the pink walls of the bathroom . if he had to stare at the walls of the bathroom a minute longer he was going to scream. The back yard however risked him being seen.

"Oh, I just didn't want to get the mayonnaise everywhere, trust me the hose will get it off faster. " Amy smiled, somehow the combination of the words 'trust me' and 'don't worry' seemed to make the two tailed fox more worried than anything Amy had suggested so far.

"No thanks, I'd rather take the shower right here."--Miles

"Spoilsport"--Amy

"Well?"--Miles

"Well what?"--Amy

"leave" Miles gestured for the hammer wielding hedgehog to get out of the room.

"Fine just don't use my good towels." Amy chided.

"What, are they going to turn me green?" Tails rolled his eyes when Amy stormed off. As suspected after a long hot shower and a suspicious bottle of shampoo marked Pantene' he was still pink. After escaping the shower he shook himself off forgoing the need for a good towel and messing up Amy' bathroom in the same heartfelt swoop . If I was a better writer I would go into detail of his emotional state at this moment, or talk of him walking down the stairs with a forced smile on his face "AMY PREPARE TO DIE!"

"whoa, whoa easy there Tails, I never said anything about the mayo changing your fur back to normal "Amy hoped she could placate him long enough to calm down

"Amy if this is some kind of trick I swear -"Miles gave an open handed threat which was cut short by the pink avenger.

"It's not a trick, isn't your fur that much softer and shinier now?" If there was one thing Amy Rose knew, it was how to make light of a bad situation.

"I don't care if my hair is soft and shiny, I'm not a girl" Miles yelled

"Stop fighting Both of you I can't take it anymore" this little outburst came from Cream, admittedly over looked until this point...

A.N. the message tracking software threat still stands! Either you review or get a nasty sunburn.

... For those of you who question the believability of the bathroom incident. I did not have an older brother, I had to learn the facts of life from a creepy friend I don't know why he brought it up, and believe me! Apparently they have manuals at school which he had picked up, or something in the nurses office. Admittedly, I laughed at the crudely drawn images which appear to have been drawn with a mouse pointer, and we poked fun at the stick figure people with circles for boobs and testicles. I'm almost positive the Guidance Counselor wrote it, for what sick purpose I don't know. Why did it have '21 Frequently Asked Questions' on the front? Where did he get this number? why didn't he Call it '5 Questions', since that was all that was covered in the pamphlet. Were there an extra 16 questions somewhere? Was that the part that talked about girls? Are girls that much more complicated than boys?