Hey everyone, iammemyself here...I just realized I made an error in uploading my chapters. This is the real chapter six, the one I didn't submit the first time, and the next two chapters will be me resubmitting the next two chapters. Please bear with me and thanks for your patience!

Chapter Six

Three days later I'm able to go see the Chaotix, since the trains have finally started running, and when I walk through the door Charmy starts squawking about how nice it is to see me and how long it's been since we last saw each other, and other silly things about how much he missed me, and Vector's just staring at me like I'm from space. I try not to go to the Chaotix in person. To them it's like God just walked through the door. I don't know why. But it's damn annoying.

"KNUCKLES!" hollers Vector. Yes he's even louder in person.

"Hey," I say. "You got anything for me?"

"Sure do," says Vector. "ESPIO!"

"You don't have to yell," says Espio, appearing out of nowhere beside me. "I've been right here all the time."

"Well how was I supposed to know that?"

"I told you I was going to open the door for Knuckles when he got here."

"Oh." This stumps Vector for a minute. Then he says, "Well, you know my memory ain't that good."

"That's because it's selective," mutters Espio.

"WHAT!"

"I didn't say anything," says Espio.

"Yes you do! You said my memory was selective!"

"If you knew what I said, why did you ask?"

"Because- because- just tell Knuckles what you found!"

Espio turns to me, handing me a slip of paper.

"We believe this to be his phone number," he says. "We haven't called it yet…we wanted to leave that up to you. But we think it's his."

"That's amazing," I say. "Thank you, Espio."

"No problem," says Espio, and disappears.

I walk out of there with the slip clenched in my fist, and look around for a payphone to call it from (I left my phone on the train). After a minute I locate one, but I don't have any change. So I just hit it really hard and enough change falls out for me to make the call.

It rings for a long time. I'm wondering if the phone's off the hook or something because I'm literally standing there for five minutes like an idiot with the phone pressed to my ear, when there's a click and the ringing stops.

"Hello?"

I didn't think I'd be so angry.

Just hearing his voice makes my vision go red and my fists clench so hard the phone cracks.

"Hello? Somebody there?"

I can't speak. I'm just too damn angry.

"Well, whoever you are, I'm gonna hang up now, I don't have all day."

"After making me stand here waiting for you to pick up?"

He's silent for a minute.

"Who is this?"

"What, you don't know?"

"If I knew, would I be asking?"

"You probably would."

"Look pal, I don't have time to play games with you. I've got a shitload of things that have to get done right now, and if you don't tell me what the hell you want I'm hanging up and that's that."

"Tell me," I say, "is there anything you've forgotten to do lately?"

"Sure," he says. "I forgot to not pick up the phone when I don't know who's calling."

"Don't you have some calls you should be making?"

"Probably," he says, "but I don't have time right now."

"To…old friends?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Of course you do."

"Listen, creep, I—"

"No, you listen. Get over your massive ego or whatever the hell it is that makes you such a colossal idiot, and call your best friend."

"I live with him."

"Like hell you do!" I say, and now I'm so pissed I'm all but grinding my teeth together. "Your goddamn best friend is here, where you should be!"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Mighty is my best friend and he's gonna be back in ten minutes, only I don't wanna talk to you for that long."

"You fucking asshole!" I yell at him. "Tails, you fucking idiot! Your goddamn little brother!"

"Tails?"

"Yes, Tails!"

"Who the hell is that? And what kind of a name is that, anyway?"

"Listen, shithead," I tell him, and I'm yelling so loud everyone around me is staring. This lady with a buggy is pulling the buggy close to her like I'm gonna attack it. "Stop being such a dick and stop pretending you don't know who I am or who your family is. Get your ass back here before I drag it back for you."

"Why the hell would I want to go anywhere near you?"

"Oh I don't know," I say all sarcastic-like, "because your best friend's dad is dying and like maybe he needs you. But what do I know?"

"You're lying."

"I never tell lies, and you know that."

"YOU'RE FUCKING LYING!"

"Why don't you come here and find out, huh Sonic?"

"I'm not Sonic, I don't know anyone named Tails, Mighty's dad is not dying and I don't know who the fuck you are! So leave me the fuck alone and get on with your ranting someplace else! I have work to do!"
He hangs up the phone abruptly. I feel like I've been actually fighting him, I'm so angry.

I put the phone back on the thingie it goes on and walk away from the phone super-normal like. This kid is staring at me like I just strangled a kitten in front of him or something.

"What! Didn't your mom teach you not to stare, kid?"

"Yes sir," says the kid, and scurries away.

I start walking. I don't know where I'm going, but now all I can do is wait and hope that Sonic is not really as much of an asshole as he was on the phone. I mean, I know he's a jerk, but I hope he's not so much of a jerk that he actually legit goes around saying he doesn't know who Tails is.

I hope he was just saying that to piss me off.