The airport was booming like it always was. People were always at the airport in Station Square, bustling off to fly up to some hick town to visit Grandma Whoever. Tails had to dodge a few of those unlucky families as he strolled around the lobby, looking for Cream.

The rabbit arrived at the airport soon enough, with luggage strapped on every available place on her body. She smiled happily up at Tails. "Hi Tails!" she squeaked.

Tails waved and smiled slightly. "Hi Cream," he replied, but was soon met with a giant glomp. The fox's face turned purple from lack of oxygen. "Er, if you could put me down, that'd be (hack) wonderful."

Cream realized what she was doing and immediately put Tails down. "I'm sorry," she apologized with her giant brown eyes. "Shall we go catch our flight before it takes off?"

"Yeah, sure," Tails smiled, grabbing his bags. "You have your passport, right?"

"Of course!"

"OK, don't go all rabid on me. Just checking."

Cream crossed her arms and huffed. "Just cuz' rabbits are more likely to get rabies doesn't mean that rabid jokes are funny, Tails."

The fox stopped walking and furrowed his brow internally. What?! I wasn't making fun of rab—

"Hey! We'd better run so we can catch our flight!" Cream's high-pitched voice snapped Tails from his thoughts. He smiled.

"Er, right."

The two ran for flight 33-A. Little did they know, though, that something was going to be very, very wrong.

Tails and Cream didn't pay much attention as they ran through the gate and shoved their tickets at the flight attendant. All they knew was that the flight was taking off in about five minutes and if they didn't steal the first-class seats from the no-shows, then they wouldn't get any good snacks.

Tails settled into his seat rather comfortably and dug his MP3 player out of his man-purse. Well, really it was a shoulder bag, but Sonic always teased him about it. Cream did the same, but instead of a dinky MP3 she had a snazzy new iPod Touch. Tails ogled at the electronic device and how much more advanced it was than his own.

It was because Tails was listening to "Wild Challenger" and Cream was listening to "Kirai Tune" that the two didn't hear what the flight attendant was saying.

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Tails woke up about 15 minutes later when he realized his MP3 had stopped playing because the list had ended. He was about to hit the play button to start over the shuffle but he stopped when he saw the food tray being rolled up next to him.

A nice squirrel stewardess smiled at him. "Would you like something to eat or drink, sir?"

"Don't mind if I do," Tails sang, snatching a couple of warm, gooey cookies and a Diet Coke. He was popping open the tab when the stewardess spoke to him.

"You know, you might not want to gulp that down too quickly. There won't be very long to use the restroom before all passengers are required to stay in their seats."

"What do you mean?" Tails asked. "I thought we had at least 3 hours."

The stewardess giggled. "Well, it doesn't take THAT long to get to Toledo."

The twin-tailed fox nearly choked up the Diet Coke he was drinking. TOLEDO?! No, that couldn't be right! Tails watched the squirrel walk away, but not before snatching up her phone and texting stupid rumors to whatever weird friends she had. Were cell phones even supposed to be on during a flight?

Those stewardesses were always stupid. She was probably having a blonde moment.

Munching on a cookie, Tails punched the play button on his MP3 and quickly fell back asleep.

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Tails woke up again by Cream nudging him. She smiled and brushed the hair out of his face. "We're landing," she told him softly. The fox yawned and put his MP3 player back in his man-purse—I mean, bag.

The plane landed without much problem, and Tails and Cream excitedly ran inside. It was time to lose another psycho chick that was stalking the fox!

The first problem occurred whenever Tails and Cream walked inside the airport. Nothing looked out of place of out of ordinary; the only that was weird was that they could both read the signs. If the airport was in China, why would the text be English?

The next problem occurred when all the people in the airport were American. Why would the majority of the people in the airport be Caucasian when it was located in China?

The third problem occurred when Cream looked out the window confusingly and saw nothing but fields and cows. Wait, there was one more tiny dot in the giant fields; a sign that read "Welcome to Ohio!"

The last problem occurred whenever a high-pitched, squeaky started screaming across the airport. Tails jerked his head over to see a yellow-and-black ball charging for them full-force.

"Hi Tails! Hi Cream!!" Charmy Bee cried.

This. Wasn't. Good.

Hahaha! Ooooh, a cliffy! Sorry this isn't very long, or not as long as it should be. If it helps, the next chapter will be a two parter to this one! Yayz! And tomorrow's the last day of school, so I'll be able to post stuff even more often than once a week. Yippee!!