It was now 8:58 PM at night, hours after Tails had finished meeting with Vector. Dinner was done, and Vanilla had decided to go to bed early tonight.
She wished Tails a good night as she walked down the hall off to her room. Tails watched her walk away, staring at the changing grooves in her buttocks
thinly shown against her dress.

Oh, man. I think...I'm gonna pass out...

He gripped his palms in the air, reaching out and imagining he had her two-ton buns of fun in his hands. Then Cream poked him from behind.
"Aack! What the?"
She'd poked him hard in the spot on his back where he still felt pain from the incident two days ago.
"Taaails! It's time for our little game!"
"Sure," said Tails, feeling nervous. "Game of checkers. Yes! That..game."

The two of them went to Cream's room. Once inside, Cream locked the door with a key. She tried to be discreet about it, but Tails saw her lift up her dress and
drop the key down her panties. He shuddered, feeling like this was a trap. He tried to take his mind off it by taking a look around. It looked like any other girl's room.
Pink walls painted with puffy, white clouds, posters of Justin Bieber and Twilight posted here and there, and some dolls sitting on her dresser and bed. Tails could
see how Vanilla would never suspect Cream of being a cold, heartless psycho. Next to her kind mannerisms, her room could make anybody think twice about her
being anything but a sweet, kind bunny.

Wanting to get this over with, Tails said, "Well, Cream. You got me in your room. What are ya gonna do to me?"
"I don't know what you mean, Tails. I invited you here to have a tea party with me."
She pointed to a eggshell white, kid-sized table with toy cups and two small chairs.
"Hey, I thought you wanted to play a game with me?"
"Oh," she said coyly, "we'll play a game alright."
She sat in one of the little chairs. Tails did the same, but put his feet up on the table. He felt good; a phone call he got from Vector an hour ago assured him
that the authorities were on their way. He had nothing to fear from Cream. At least, that's what he thought.
"I know," she began, "that you sent Vector to my room, last night."
Tails twirled a finger in the air. "Big whoop! So what? It's not like he raped you or something."
Cream burst into laughter. "You're so funny, Tails! Hahaha! So...funny!"
Tails didn't feel like dealing with this. His voice got stern, as he said, "I know you're nuts, Cream."
"What do you mean, Tails?"
"I know that you switched your cup with Vanilla's the other night. That's why she fell into such a deep sleep so easily. Also, you should know that me and Vector
got the pictures. The ones from that box under your bed? I've already sent my friend to get the cops. And I have it on good authority, that they're almost here.
So feel free to wet your pants or whatever else before they come to take you away."
The expression on Cream's face didn't change. Strange. He expected her to stop smiling, at least. Or maybe attack him violently in a blind rage.
But she just sat there, her smile starting to get on his nerves.

"Okay, why aren't you doing anything? I told you...you're finished, Cream! I know we're friends and all, but you gotta pay for what you've done."
"You don't want me to pay. You just want Mama all to yourself, huh?"
Tails didn't give her a response. He simply looked away. When he looked back at her, she had gotten on all fours on the table, and was right in his face.
"Miles, Miles, Miles. Don't you see? I tricked you!"
"W-what..are you.."
"That phone call you got was Vector alright. Except...he was all tied up and held at gunpoint, forced to tell you a lie about how he'd gotten close to
the police station. That he'd back in no time."
When Cream finished her sentence, whatever confidence Tails had left fell flat. Now, he wanted answers.
"Tell me, how'd you know?"
"I followed you. I knew you called Mr. Vector on the phone that day to help you to hurt me. So once I saw you meet with him today,
I waited for you to leave and took the opportunity to knock him out and get the answers out of him when he came to."

He could only imagine the things she did to him.

"You...bitch."
"Oh, don't worry about him. I really didn't hurt him. And I won't hurt you, either."
"Liar. You want me dead!"
"Wrong. I don't want you with Mama."
"Then you want me to stay away?"
"Wrong again."
"What do you want, then?"

"You."

Tails couldn't believe it. "What? Me? But, I..."
"We've been friends for a long time," Cream said, getting closer to his face, "and you know more about me than Mr. Sonic does."
She was right. He knew her favorite colors...her favorite type of music...and that she liked to lick whipped cream off of carrots.

"So?"
"So it means...I choose you as my lover. I don't want you to be anywhere near Mama cause...you belong to me now."
The two-tailed fox felt his body fill with terror as he recalled the dream he had the other night. She said those exact words there, too.
"Tails, you're mine. All mine!" She jumped at Tails, knocking him out of his chair. She was right on top of him, holding on to him with a grip unlike any
he had ever felt. His back burned in pain as she put more weight on his body.
"C..Cream! Please, stop!"
Ignoring his cries, she reached up her dress and pulled out a knife. It looked like it hadn't been used before.
"See that, Tails? Stainless steel. That means once I cut you with this, I can wipe your blood off easy.
I won't let anyone hurt you. And you won't hurt me either, right?"
She put the knife on Tails' arm, cutting him slowly.
"Aaaaah! Stooop!"
"Yes...you WON'T! You won't hurt me, Tails!"
She cut him again. Tails screamed out in pain.
"I won't let you! I'll teach you to love me! Even with force, I'll..."
Then...she stopped cutting him and threw the knife away. She placed her hand on his chest, then down on his manhood.
She stroked her hand up and down on it, smiling madly as she saw Tails reeling his head back in pain.
"Yeah, you like that? Tell me you do! Tell me..ahhh!"
Her panties got wet. This was turning her on, Tails could see that. She stood up over Tails and sat down on his face.
The smell of Cream's scent filled his nostrills.
"Now, lick it. Lick it good, Tails!"
He didn't want to do it. He wanted to taste Vanilla, not Cream! He mumbled an audible "No", to which Cream replied,
"Okay, then we'll play this game again!"
She reached for the knife and aimed for Tails' cheek.
"Now lick me. Taste me, Miles! Taste me! Or I'll hurt you good! DO IT!"

Just then, there was knock at the door. No, it was more like a bang. Something was banging on the door. It hit the wooden surface until the door
was busted off its hinges. A group of men in black S.W.A.T. uniforms ran in the room. They surrounded Cream and aimed their laser-pointed
weapons of death at her forehead.
"Don't be stupid, kid," said one of the men, "just give up."
Cream looked at the men with fearful eyes. She knew it was over. She slowly stood up and put her hands behind her head. Two of the men put
the bunny in handcuffs and escorted her out of the room. The other three gave Tails first aid, patching up the marks Cream left on his arm. Tails was relieved.
The cops...they're here! But..how?
Then Vanilla entered the room. She talked with one of the S.W.A.T. guys helping Tails, saying, "Thank you. You did good, guys! I'll take it from here."
With that, the men left the room. Once they were alone, Vanilla helped Tails up and pulled him into her arms.
"Thank goodness. I'm so sorry."
"Huh," said Tails, "what do you have to be sorry about here? You saved me, Vanilla!"
"You should hate me, for I knew...for the longest time that my little Cream was...not in a right state of mind. I should've done something to stop this. I..."
Tails placed a hand on her shoulder. "You were afraid, that's all. Afraid to deal with the problem. But in the end, you did what was right. You called the cops and
got Cream taken away. You saved my life again, Vanilla."
"Yes, but..my little Cream! Oh! What have I done?"
Tails rubbed the new gash on his arm. He felt responsible for what had happened, too.
"No, it's not your fault Cream ended up like this. I should've just told you about how screwed up Cream was in the first place. But when I found out, I didn't think you'd
believe me."
"Well, I believe you now. I saw the photographs."
As Tails began to wonder how she got her hands on the photos, she said, "Vector...showed them to me. I found him tied up with rope at the door.
It seems he crawled his way back here from the forest to save you. Once he showed me the pictures, I got the police on speed dial and told them to come right away."
Looks like Vector came through for him. What a guy! Guess he's not such a meathead, after all. Then Tails thought of something. Something that bothered him.

"Wait, why'd they come here so fast?"
Vanilla folded her arms behind her back and proudly said, "I told them that the genius of Station Square, Miles Prower, was in trouble of being killed.
They did get here really fast, huh?"
That put a big smile on his face. He was important...to the city! He had been behind some groundbreaking work when he used to live in Station Square, but he didn't think anyone would keep him in their memories for it. The feeling of joy that overtook him brought tears to his eyes. As a single tear rolled down his cheek, Vanilla wiped it away.

"I told you Tails, you ARE important. Not just to me, but to the world."

Hand in hand, the two left Cream's room. They walked down the hall, to the front door, and then outside.
Just in time to see the S.W.A.T. guys busy guarding Cream as a police officer sent from the Station Square Police Department read out her rights.
She looked at the officer with no expression, as he said,

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in a court of law."