A/N: Chapter two :3! This might be the last update for a while; my parents and sibling are going to Winnipeg for the weekend, and I'll be staying with a friend… and it wouldn't be polite for me to be my usual shut-in self when I'm a guest ;)! I might be able to fit another chapter in before Friday… but you never know!.. I'm such a loser xD. Thanks for making it through the first chapter. And if you didn't read Child's Play like I told you to in the last chapter, this one is not going to make too much sense to you.

--LA

You know the drill. My ownage of characters is limited to no more than Miss Hina. The others are belonged to by SEGA… I thinks. Sorry… that was fun :D
"Mipro…" Hina whispered excitedly. Tails opened a sleepy eye to see a blurry green figure looming above him. Half asleep, he mumbled a thick good-morning and peeked over at the digital alarm clock beside his bed, the glaring red numbers fuzzy at first.

"Hina." He groaned, throwing himself back down on the pillow. "It's six AM!"

She didn't seem to have heard him, and continued eagerly.

"Can we go see my trees?" She asked, tugging at Tails' hand while he fought to keep his eyes open.

"Come back in an hour or two." He mumbled.

"No!" Hina whined, pulling his arm with all her might. "It's morning!"

Tails sighed. He was simply not awake enough to argue any longer.

"Alright." He yawned, sitting up. "But we're going to bed at seven-thirty tonight."

Hina, who had not yet learned the concept of time, nodded fervently and hopped off the bed.

"You go into the kitchen and I'll be there in a minute." Tails told her, rubbing his exhausted eyes. Hina grinned and skipped out of the room.

It had taken Tails nearly a week to decide whether he liked Hina using her powers on a daily basis. He had decided that it would be best for her to first learn the regular ways of movement, and then perfect her supernormal strengths. He also wasn't certain if it was completely safe for her to fly using the cracked gem as a power source. He hoped that, if left unused, it could, perhaps, heal itself.

He pulled on his left shoe, and slowly made his way to the kitchen where Hina was patiently tapping her fingers on the wooden table.

"Good morning." She giggled, walking to the doorway.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down." Tails laughed, taking a seat at the table. "Breakfast first."

Hina plopped back down into her chair, looking put-out.

"Alright."

"What'll it be?" He asked with a drowsy smile.

"Can you make me some toast, please?" She asked politely.

"Of course I can."

Tails sliced a loaf of rye bread and slid two into a shiny metal toaster. He took an unopened package of bacon from the refrigerator and dropped its contents into a large frying pan. The cheerful sound and smell of the sizzling bacon made Tails feel much more awake. Hina scrunched up her nose and pinched it with her fingers.

"Eww! Mipro, smelly!" She exclaimed, covering her face with both hands. Tails smacked himself on the forehead.

"I'm so sorry Hina." He said. He had completely forgotten about Hina's hatred of meat; she couldn't stand the smell, taste or even sight of animal products. The toaster popped merrily, and Tails scooped the toasted bread onto a plate, buttering it quickly.

"Go take your toast into the living room." He told her apologetically, handing her the plate. She hurried out of the room, leaving a guilty Tails alone. He was upset with himself that he had so easily forgotten about Hina. He quickly finished his own breakfast and joined Hina in the living room, where she was sitting cross-legged on the couch with her food on her lap. She smiled at him sadly through a mouthful of toast.

"I'm really sorry." Tails said, sitting next to her. She swallowed, and smiled.

"It's okay. Can we go now?"

"Alright, let's go." Tails chuckled, taking her plate. They took a detour through the kitchen on their way to the workshop to drop it off in the sink. Hina ran ahead as they made their way through the crisp morning air.

"Good morning!" Hina shouted, dashing around with her head tilted back. Tails shuddered as he imagined her crashing into one of the thick stems.

"Be careful!" he called, jogging after her. She stopped suddenly in her tracks and jerked her head to the side, facing a fern which seemed to be dwarfed compared to its surrounding plants.

"Rosa!" Hina exclaimed, sounding worried. She knelt down beside it, staring at a leaf with sickly yellow edging up from its tip.

"Rosa?" Tails said, perplexed, when he arrived beside her. "Who's Rosa?"

"Her!" Hina cried, pointing to the slightly wilted plant as if it was obvious.

"Rosa is a fern?"

"Yes!" Said Hina in disbelief. She looked wildly around.

"Alvin too!" She exclaimed, jumping to her feet and dashing over to a stooping grapefruit tree whose leaves were falling to the ground.

"And Regina!" She was frantically shooting from the grapefruit tree to a gray-looking sunflower. She now had miserable tears running down her cheeks.

"Mipro," She whimpered, "what's wrong with them?"

Tails shook his head slowly, lifting her into his arms. His heart fell to his stomach when he noticed a large can of rat poison lying open beneath an extremely sickly palm tree.

"Hina…" He said, choosing his words carefully. She looked at him with teary eyes that tore his heart to pieces. He felt a stab of cold fury towards whoever was careless enough to leave such toxic poison in a garden. "I think they're pretty sick."

She looked heartbroken.

"We can fix them, can't we?" She whispered, clinging to her last strand of hope.

"I don't think so." It killed Tails to break this news to her. He had the dirty responsibility of informing a baby that all of her childhood friends were dying. Hina burst into tears, and clung tight to Tails chest, squeezing as hard as she could. After a moment of open sobs, she relinquished her grip and fell. Tails yelped, and tried to catch her, but a misty cloud beat him too it. Blinded by tears, Hina soared up above the tree tops where she hovered in mid-air.

"Hina!" Exclaimed a terrified Tails. "Come down!"

She didn't answer, only flew a few feet higher. Tails watched her as she went, all the while terrified that she would suddenly drop out of the air.

"Please," He pleaded, dashing into a small clearing to get a clear view of the air. She shot out of sight. A moment later, a sleek sports car pulled up alongside the lot.

"Here it is, Miss Kyro." Said a deep voice as Tails saw a large red hedgehog stepping out of the driver's side. He walked around the car and pulled the door open for a slender, salmon pink squirrel.

"Thank you." She said in a light French accent, her razor-sharp heels stepping onto the sidewalk with coinciding clacks.

"I came by last night." The burly hedgehog said, eyeing the lot with mild disgust, which disappeared the moment Miss Kyro turned to face him. He gave her a charming, clearly bleached smile. "Those trees should be out in a few days, and it'll be perfect for building."

"Great." She said, smiling with perfectly strait teeth. Her hazel, mascara laden eyes glittered in the sun. "When can I pay?"

The hedgehog- evidently a salesman- looked as though Christmas had come early.

"Just as soon as we get back to my office."

"Wonderful!" she exclaimed, eyeing the lot happily. "It will be perfect! Felix will love it."

Their voices were muffled as two doors slammed shut, and the car drove away quickly. Tails watched it go helplessly, knowing that they had every right to poison the trees. He assumed that whoever owned the previously empty lot had decided to sell it, and the hedgehog was a real-estate agent and the squirrel was his customer. It depressed Tails to know that they were completely guilty, and yet guiltless. He dreaded informing Hina.

A/N:Sorry about the end :P I was lazy. And never mind what I said at the beginning about another update before Friday… writing this one took longer than I had guessed. Unfortunately, I'll probably not be able to respond to your reviews (hint-hint)… but I will by Monday. Anyways, thank you for reading and please review!!!

--LA