The silence of the night reigned over Mobius, it was about 10:00 p.m... However, this day is special, very special for a young boy. It was in a modest house not far from the Great Forest. The lights were still lit.
The young fox cub named Tails was with an old woman - his paternal grandmother, Mirtha Prower. He had left exceptionally his village to live with her for his five years during a few days. Sonic began to miss him but his grandmother told him he will come tomorrow. The boy was eager to see him again.
"Oh, I almost forgot," the old woman said. "Wait for me here."
At that moment, she stood up and went towards her room, and a few seconds later, she returned with a large package in her hands.
"It's for you, from your great aunt," she announced, by giving the gift to Tails.
The young fox cub fingered the package; it's limp. He opened it and saw a face similar to his. He jumps slightly before realizing that it's just a doll. He looked at him for several seconds in its expressionless eyes.
"What... What is it, Granny?"
The old woman bent over him.
"Do you like it? This is a life-size doll representing you. It was sewn just for you, for your birthday."
Tails continued to fix the doll before he hugs it hard against his chest. He loved his gift - this is probably his greatest gift.
"I love it! It's so soft. I look forward to show it tomorrow at Sonic!" he said, excitedly.
But it was getting late; it's past 10:00 p.m.. The grandmother told him to go to bed if he wants to be in top form tomorrow. The fox cub obeyed, with the doll in his arms. However, he can't find sleep so, he began talking to the doll, like a living person.
"Hello you. How are you?" he asked.
The doll doesn't say anything. But Tails continued to talk with it.
"I gotta find a name for you! ... Tails Two? No, it's not very pretty... Oh, I know! Doll Tails! It's nice as a name, what do you think?"
The doll still says nothing. The fox cub took its head and made it nod.
"I knew you would like it!", he said, a smile on the lip. "I have many things to tell you, Doll Tails, but really a lot of things you should know!"
Tails began a long monologue intended to the doll where he enunciated his friends, his enemies, his adventures, etc... He spoke for several minutes before he feels the effects of sleep. He yawned and began to rub his eyes.
"... I think it's time to go to bed."
He took the doll and went into the bed. He pressed it hard against himself. And then, before falling asleep, he whispered a few words.
"... We don't ever leave... Promise...?"