((A/N: ha, can't believe it took me this long to write so very little… anyway, Tails is up! And he seems to be stoned….
Oh yes. Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic or any of the other characters. Also, this is a dramatization. I do not recommend you do what Shadow or Tails have done. Drugs and alcohol are bad, ect. Bla bla bla. ))
Sonic ran into Tails house, "Tails what did you?"
He stopped to stare at Tails, who was sitting in a beanbag chair staring rather lovingly at a pile of fries. He picked one up and dipped it slowing into the bowl of gravy he had in his other hand, totally absorbed in his task.
"Tails what are you doing? Please tell me you aren't wasted like Shadow!" Sonic pleaded.
"Fries are so trippy dude. Look at the way they are, so strait and rectangular. Hard to believe there made from tomatoes" Tails said, never taking his eyes off the fry.
"Umm, Tails? Fries are made of potatoes… And what are you on?"
Tails jumped up, "Potatoes! My moral enemy! Die!" He proceeded to throw the plate of fries on the ground, jumping on them till they became mashed potato pulp, screaming, "Die evil ones. Die."
"Tails?"
"DIE YOU EVIL POTATOES! SCUM OF THE EARTH!"
Sonic backed up slowly towards the door.
"Wow, Sonic man. When ya get here?" Tails asked suddenly, flying over to Sonic. Or at least trying to fly, he could only seem to get off the ground for three or so seconds before plummeting back down.
"Tails! What the heck are you on?"
Tails looked up from the ground, "At the moment? The floor, obviously!"
"No! What did you take?"
"Dude, I took flying lesions last week. They no workie so well." He tried once again to fly and ended up falling on a framed picture of tomatoes.
Sonic, still utterly confused backed slowly out of the house. Surely Amy would know what's going on.
((Yeah! Amy's up next! What has she taken? How will she act? Like I know, I only write this stuff!))