Sonic Ironic Moronic Platonic 4: Tails' situation
The pouting fox waddled down the hallway, annoyed at himself for losing a valuable of his. He could've sworn he had it beside his pillow this morning. Sonic is usually the culprit for daily stealing spree but a book about science and maths etc isn't a particular favourite of the Blue Blur's
On his way back to his room, the bathroom door opened and to Tails' surprise, Sonic with a furrowed brow groggily slid out, holding said book. As the building stress subsided in Tails, his focus shifted to his brother's expression "You don't look so hot, Sonic."
Sonic weakly smiled "Yeah, don't worry about me bud. It's just a headache." Tails ended up letting out a soft giggle. There's no use arguing about something like this. "Ah, here ya go. Ended up reading it on the crapper." As he handed the book back, he nearly snorted aloud because Tails' adorable smile upon seeing his sacred book would surely give him diabetes.
"Thanks Sonic!" such happiness in the young cub, the radiance of innocence can cause blindness. "Wow, I never thought you'd take an interest in this genre!"
"Haha, well you know me!" Sonic rubbed his nose, fairly pleased with himself. "I'm always up for something new, but this one was damn hard to focus on." Within a blink of an eye, Sonic suddenly appeared extremely bitter.
"Well it is a difficult read so no wonder you've got a headache." Said Tails. "The text is kinda small, maybe you need glasses."
"No, I mean I got this headache from trying to force out a shit."
"UH I DIDN'T NEED TO KNOW THAT."
