Tails was a man now. A young, handsome man, and Sonic realized this.

Tails, or rather, Miles had become to realize how much of a handsome man Sonic was. Sonic was thirty three, nineteen years older than Tails.

Tails was going to reveal how he felt with his emotions about the bluest of hedgehogs.

They were chilling in a hot tub, except hot tubs aren't chilly, they're hot. So they were warming in the hot tub.

Miles scooted over to Sonic and enjoyed the view of what they could see from where they were. Probably a cityscape but it's not important.

"It's cool that you donated so many rings to the Pride Foundation." Miles said as him and Sonic appeared to boil, what with the jets of water bubbling.

"I think it's cool that you made a rainbow of smoke with your air plain for the parade." The hedgehog replied.

"You know," said Miles as he deliberately slouched in his seat so that the surface of the water was at chin level, "I'm so short I feel like I need a booster seat."

Sonic let out a chuckle.

"Do you think," Miles said, wetting his cute little fox lips with his cute little fox tongue, "I could sit on your lap?"

The blue one wasn't sure what the yellow one's intent was, but either way, the offer appealed to him, "Sure."

Miles stood up and got in front of Sonic, bending over as he slowly sat down.

Sonic now understood what the Fox's intent was, and enjoyed the view of the wet swim trunks clinging to the foxy young man's ass. Once said ass was in his lap, he gently wrapped his arms around Miles, holding him close.

"I'm so proud of the fine specimen of a man you've become." Sonic whispered into the Fox's ear. Despite the warm water all around them, this sent shivers down Miles' spine.

"Well I've had such a great role model…" he whispered back.

Miles was a virgin, and Sonic hadn't been touched in a few years, so this was enough for them to both be at full mast.

"Those Goddamn kids…" Vanilla the rabbit said as she saw the two through the kitchen window. This was the third time this month that they had snuck into her backyard to use her hot tub.

Miles turned around so that he was straddling Sonic and wrapped his arms around the hedgehog's neck, who in turn used his hands to grasp the vulpine's posterior.

"You've done so much to save the world," Miles said gently, his face inches away from Sonic's, "I think you deserve some gratitude."

Miles kissed Sonic, and Sonic kissed Miles back. That's right, both Sonic and Miles were kissing each other on the lips.

Miles was just about to give Sonic some tongue when they heard a woman scream, "DON'T DO THAT!"

The men were all surprised and whatnot. They looked, looked where the yelling came from, looked and saw with their eyes, the eyes in their heads. 'Twas Vanilla, the rabbit.

"Um, we're kind of doing something here." Sonic said.

"You can't!" Vanilla insisted, "You…can't."

"Why not?" Miles asked, "We seemingly love each other."

Vanilla tried to come up with a simple reason, "Um…it's gay?"

"So? There's nothing wrong with that." Miles told her.

"Yeah, and you were at the Pride festival flashing all the lesbians." Sonic reminded her.

"Ok, it's…something else." The rabbit woman said with words.

"Then what?" Miles asked as he stood up. Sonic enjoyed the view of Miles' wet fur clinging to his muscular body and wet trunks clinging to his junk.

"Tails…" she began

"Um, it's Miles." Sonic corrected her.

"Miles, Sonic is your father."

Miles couldn't believe it and, "What?"

"How doth ye possess such knowledge? Inquired the blue Erinaceinae.

Vanilla used the organic air bags within her ribcage to take a deep breath before answering, "I'm…your birth mother."

Tails, I mean, Miles couldn't believe it, but at the same time it almost made sense. Sonic had always been someone he'd looked up to and occasionally he would have the urge to call Vanilla "Mommy".

Sonic was appalled, not only by the fact that the guy he had started making out with was related to him, but the fact he had gotten someone so much older than him pregnant whilst losing his virginity.

It hit Miles that Sonic conceived him when he was in high school. The double tailed fox started spinning in circles, repeatedly repeating, "Oh God! Oh man! Oh God! Oh man! Oh God! Oh man!" Over and over.

Sonic just glared at Vanilla. He glared so hard that one of the holes in his nose, a nostril, started bleeding blood.

"I put you up for adoption because I already had to raise one child by myself," Vanilla explained, tearing up with guilt, "and I couldn't raise another." She turned to Sonic, "Cream's father's death had left me feeling so lonely…"

"I was just a kid!" Said as he stood up, "And you used me to get over the death of your husband? That's no good!"

"I'm sorry!" The rabbit said and put her face in her hands to cry.

"Oh God! Oh man! Oh crap!" Tails finally stopped spinning and fell out of the hot tub.

Sonic had always regretted that day on which Vanilla seduced him, yet if it had never happened, she would have never given birth to his best friend and a fantastic pilot. It was so messed up and confusing.

Tails was so dizzy not just for obvious reasons, but he was also dizzy in his soul from what he had just learned and what it all meant. He staggered around, so disoriented with his surroundings and his life. He ended up staggering off the top of the residential skyscraper that they had been on this whole time. He was so dizzy he didn't even notice right away that he was falling.

"OH GOD NOOOO!" Sonic yelled and jumped out of the hot tub. With his wet trunks and fur clinging tightly to his chiseled body, he ran down the side of the building, just in time to catch Tails.

He looked deep into Miles' crossed eyes. So deep that he didn't see the U-Haul truck coming, and with a very loud, crunchy, wet WHAM, it killed them both instantly.

Vanilla had run to the side of the building, and looking down she saw them get killed.

This was all her fault, all of it. She should have kept her mouth shut, as well as her legs. They were both male, so even if they had gotten romantically involved, it wouldn't have made a difference. But the thought of them together was still disturbing enough that she decided to give herself what she deserved and jumped off of the building. As large as her bosom was, it still wasn't enough to cushion her from the fall, and she hit the top of the U-Haul truck with a loud, miserable THUD.

The driver of the truck had already gotten out to check the people he hit, and upon seeing this woman land on the truck's roof, he started spinning in circles, saying, "Oh God! Oh man! Oh God! Oh man! Oh God! Oh man!"

The end.