Meh. :/
For the size that it was,the hotel wasn't anything interesting. The dining room was to the left of the lobby. The lounge had only a few people, an elderly couple playing chess, a man and woman waiting for their room while keeping their son from running around, and a man doing work on his laptop. I checked out the floors, there was just the sound of the old elevator moving and someone arguing in one of the rooms. The staff were perplexed as to why someone as small as me would check in. My room was painted a deep green, with some parts starting to peel. I tested the bed, and I felt the springs push on my back. I sighed. At least I had some peace here.
Sonic's POV
Me and the gang spent the afternoon practicing for a final time. We were ready now that Sharps got the chord down. "Good work crew. Louie called in and said he's willing to get us a record label." Mach scoffed. "I'd hope so." Sharps turned to Max and pointed to his guitar. "Have you gotten it tuned?" Max rolled his eyes. "Of course I've gotten it tuned. Why wouldn't I?" The chicken shrugged his arms. "I was just asking." My mind was filled with the events of the upcoming week. We planned to do our gig at the community center, which was almost always packed due to being the only recreation center in the close area. "We'll give them a show to remember, right?"
We were getting quite some traction around town, our last venue seemed to cater to the people, and our songs were getting talked about. "We'll do fine." I said.
Tails POV
Eventually the evening rolled around, and things were beginning to quiet down a little bit in the hotel. I went downstairs for supper, since the phone in my room was being fixed. I got stares in the dining room, which was to be expected. Nobody's ever seen someone like me before. The cafeteria crew raised their eyebrow at me when I ordered, but knew best not to say anything. The food wasn't anything special, but it was definitely better than eating pea soup at the orphanage. As time passed, I got more uncomfortable, and the staring were burning onto my body. A man whispered something to his girlfriend, to which she giggled. I decided not to dwell on it though. I quickly cleaned up and headed back to the lobby. The man spoke up behind me. "Hey kid!" I flinched. I knew better than to turn around, but somehow I turned around on instinct. "Where are your parents? It's against the rules in this hotel to be under age without an adult. Probably doesn't have anyone to deal with you." I looked at my feet, unable to respond. The girl next to him pointed to my appendages. "What's up with the two tails? Looks weird." I tried to contain myself, and started to walk away. "Hey! Don't walk away! Don't you know it's rude to walk away when the adults are talking to you?" He sneered. People were started to look towards us, and I never wanted to shrivel up and die so much in my life.
"Someone ought to teach you manners. Nobody wants a impolite creature like you." He continued to jab, as I stood there taking every blow. "Don't waste your time on this freak, hon. Let's go back." The girl said, pursing her lips. I couldn't take it anymore. I kicked him right in the shin, making him let out a scream. The bystanders looked on in shock, and the girl looked at me in horror and anger. The man quickly recovered and had fury blazing in his eyes. "You little brat! I'll teach you some respect!" He punched me hard in the jaw and in the chest. He tossed me to the other side of the room, earning a groan from me. Blood dripped from my nose as he put his foot on my back. "No wonder you have no folks. They didn't want to have a freak leeching them off!" Before he could continue, the manager stepped out and separated us. "What's going on here?! This a place of civilized people, I don't need you two at each other's throats!" He yelled. The man gestured towards me. "He just came and walked in here and disturbed me and my girlfriend's dinner, by being all rude and disrespectful."
I couldn't believe what was happening. The manager rubbed his temple. "You two go to your rooms. Dinner is closed for you tonight." The man and his girlfriend gave me a dirty glare as they went towards the lobby elevators. The manager looked at me. "I'm sorry sir." I muttered. He sighed. "You go to your room. You may stay here for the night, but by tomorrow, you need to find somewhere else to go." I nodded, holding back tears. "Yes sir." I was so confused on why I was so mistreated, when all I wanted was to eat and have somewhere to rest. I felt like nobody understood me, and probably never will.