Act 4: The Sunday Study Buddy
*Cut to the morning after. Today is Sunday and it's 8 in the morning. Tails woke up already and is cooking eggs in the kitchen*
*Amelia walks in and kisses Tails on the cheek.*
Tails: Good morning mom!
Amelia: Good morning, my sweet baby! You got any plans?
Tails: Oh yeah! I invited Glenda to the house to study for the SSPLE this morning!
Amelia: And you decided not to tell us?
Tails: Sorry mom, I just forgot…
Amelia: Are you sure?
Tails: Uh, yeah.
Amelia: I mean, we're okay with you having your girlfriend over. You don't gotta hide it from us.
Tails: Mom, I told you already, she's not my girlfriend!
Amelia: Sure, whatever. But something smells good… What are you cooking?
Tails: Just some Buniaskian chorizo and eggs. I made the tortillas myself!
Amelia: Well look at you, throwing down in the kitchen! That's quite the bunch of tortillas though…
Tails: Oh, I thought Glenda might like some.
Amelia: Awwww, how sweet of you! That'll definitely woo her over…
*Tails is blushing*
Tails: Mom! I don't wanna hear it!
Amelia: I'm just teasing you Junior! Make sure you clean up after yourself though, I don't want dishes to pile up now.
Tails: Sure. Not a problem.
*Amelia leaves the kitchen and walks to Miles' house office. Miles' eyes are glued to his computer.*
Amelia: Hey honey! Happy Sunday!
Miles: Morning sweetie. Have a good time at the gym?
Amelia: Yeah. But look, Junior invited Glenda to the house today.
Miles: That's okay with me. I'm off today.
Amelia: Oh, how delightful!
Miles: Affirmative. I'm kinda thinking about biking today…
Amelia: Really, where?
Miles: Maybe I'll try to bike towards Lion Marina and back. It'll definitely be something worth mentioning this coming week.
Amelia: I'm sure it will. Oh, don't forget about Junior's parent teacher conference at 3!
Miles: Oh, thank you for reminding me honey. I'll be sure to stop at Rodney Jerkins before I head back.
*Amelia looks at Miles' computer, he notices he is typing an email to someone named "Detective Flynn Sly"*
Amelia: Who's Flynn Sly?
Miles: Oh, just some guy who called me before I went on break yesterday. From what he told me, he lost one of his files. He's alleging the library checked it out to Junior by mistake. I could kind of see some validity in his statements, but I don't know a hundred percent if he's reputable. I'm not going to take his word as gospel you know… I looked up his name and came back with nothing.
Amelia: What kind of folder?
Miles: He said it was some top secret, something… Wait, hold on a second…
Amelia: What is it?
Miles: Didn't Sonic mention something about some detectives at the gym? If I recall correctly, he mentioned one of them saying something to do with Swinington this Friday…
Amelia: Don't think I was paying attention back there.
Miles: Hmmm… I could ask him about them… I mean, what if this detective was…
Amelia: A friend of Sonic's?
Miles: I mean, ugh. I dunno. Must be a coincidence.
Amelia: Hmm…
Miles: I'm just gonna ask him for a reference to whatever firm he claims to work at. Assuming he's not just lying to me, he could point me to a reference who can confirm his gainful employment. Then I'd have a reason to believe his claims about Junior.
Amelia: Well, I hope he gives you a clear answer.
Miles: Likewise.
*Cut to Wallace's detective office. Flynn Sly is typing to Miles on his computer.*
*Wallace walks in on Flynn.*
Wallace: Top of the morning. Care for some biscuits and tea?
Flynn: I already ate, thanks.
Wallace: Indeed, now how's the mission coming along?
Flynn: Pretty good actually, I got in contact with the kid's dad.
Wallace: Really? How do you know it's him?
Flynn: He also has two tails!
Wallace: Well gosh! I'll be chuffed! That's some clever thinking Flynn… Perhaps you're not as clumsy as I thought you were.
Flynn: Must be the book I got yesterday!
Wallace: It would seem to be working quite well. Tell me, what have you told this bloke so far?
Flynn: Oh, well I told him his son just had a folder I needed back. But the thing is he doesn't know I'm legit. I gotta convince him Frogscharcher and Associates is the real deal!
Wallace: I see…
Flynn: Do you have a website you can direct him to or something?
Wallace: Don't have a tenner to spare for .
Flynn: Damn.
Wallace: Why don't you let me call this fellow? I'd like to see if I can meet with him somehow.
Flynn: Great idea! Let me get his number out of my cell phone!
Wallace: Yes, scurry through your phone and let me know when you find it. I'll be back.
Flynn: No problem!
*Flynn types one more email to Miles.*
Flynn: *Hello Doctor Prower. My boss would like to speak with you. The folder's actually not really mine, it's his. Don't mind if I give him your number to reach you. Hopefully we can find a reasonable solution to this quagmire. Best - Detective Flynn Sly*. And, send! There we go, that oughta go well!
*Cut to an hour later. Miles left to go biking. Amelia is getting ready to run some errands. She is putting her shoes on. It is 11AM.*
*Tails notices she is about to leave.*
Tails: Mom, where are you going?
Amelia: Oh, just gotta run to the office store to get some supplies for you and your father.
Tails: Oh, ok!
Amelia: Oh and quit shoving your pencils in your sharpener like a damn rhino will you? This is the second pencil sharpener you broke this year!
Tails: Okay mom.
Amelia: Yeah, you definitely got that from your dad.
*Amelia opens the front door. Glenda was about to knock*
Glenda: Good morning Mrs. Prower!
Amelia: Ah, Glenda! What a pleasant surprise…
Glenda: I see you got back from the Air Force, how was training?
Amelia: Eh, pretty Skibidi. It was alright.
Glenda: Being a pilot must be a fun job!
Amelia: Well yeah, if you count worrying about passing out as such. But hey, whatever suits your boat am I right?
Glenda: What's the highest you've ever flown?
Amelia: Damn, that's a hard one… The highest I've gone was about 17,000 feet. That was when I was a private first class. I remember blacking out for a few seconds back then.
Glenda: Woah!
Amelia: Yeah.
Glenda: Will I see you later today?
Amelia: Yeah, I'll only be gone for an hour or two. Junior cooked somethin' for ya. Play nice now!
Glenda: Oh, don't worry I will!
*Amelia leaves the apartment.*
*Glenda sniffs the air.*
Glenda: Wow, she wasn't lying when she said…
*Glenda walks into the dining area. She notices a plate of covered tortillas on the table. Tails enters with a pan of Buniaskian scrambled eggs.*
Tails: Hey Glenda! I made you breakfast!
Glenda: Really? Aw thanks man, you didn't have too.
*Tails puts some eggs on Glenda's plate.*
Tails: Oh, my pleasure! I put chorizo and pickled jalapeños in the eggs. I hope you like it!
*Glenda makes herself a taco and takes a bite.*
Glenda: Mmm! Damn Miles, you sure know how to cook, especially the tortillas! They're so soft!
Tails: Heh! Thanks! I made them myself!
Glenda: How did you do it?
Tails: Oh, you know, just a lot of love and whatnot…
*Cut to a few minutes later. Glenda and Tails are eating at the table.*
Tails: Hey the beach was really nice yesterday wasn't it?
Glenda: Oh yeah, It was nice as hell. Definitely had a good time. I was mostly practicing for the swimming competition next month.
Tails: Wow, that must've been some hard work!
Glenda: Yeah, gotta show everyone what I can do! I'm definitely gonna try for first place this time!
Tails: Well I hope you do!
Glenda: Yeah, that'll definitely show Charlie how to cheat on me.
Tails: Oh, he cheated on you?
Glenda: Wait, how do you… Ohhh! I don't really think I told you the whole backstory! I mean… ah.
Tails: You alright Glen?
Glenda: Uh, actually… Eh, better not talk about it.
Tails: It's okay if you don't want to, I understand.
*Glenda starts to whimper a little*
Glenda: Look, I'm just thankful you came at the right time man. I was definitely feeling down and out back there, like everything was just crashing down. I'm so grateful we met at the math competition last semester.
Tails: Yeah, you're welcome. I'll always be here if you need someone to talk to.
Glenda: Definitely.
*Glenda lightly smiles at Tails. Tails smiles back.*
*Glenda giggles.*
Glenda: See, men in general need to be more courteous, like you! Y'know, treating their friends like sentient animal beings, not cards you can just swap out when you use 'em on the game board.
Tails: Heh, well I try to be polite.
Glenda: Well you do a pretty good job, man. I mean, I don't know how else we're BF's right now, y'know besides the whole My Hero Academic infatuation… Speaking of which, I bought a Blu-Ray of the current season…
Tails: Really!? Oh my god, I'd be down to watch it after studying!
Glenda: Cool! We'd have to do it at six though. I gotta get some sleep before school tomorrow!
Tails: Great! I'm sure we'll have a nice day ahead of us!
Glenda: Agreed!
*Cut to Neggone Laboratories. Andy is doing some programming on his computer.*
*Andy is listening to a video on Mootube. It stars Gonzo Armadillo.*
Gonzo: And that, I think, summarizes the reasons Dr. Robotnik cannot, and should not attempt to wage war with the Mammal Republic in 2025. But, the secretary of state, Anthony Binturong, said it. There will be a war in 2025, so everyone in Seaside Hill, be prepared for a war on such a scale that not even the Coffee Wars will be on the level of destruction that Egg-fuck will bring to Seaside City. *silence* Understand what's going on.
Andy: Damn! Thank goodness someone like Gonzo has the will to speak out against Eggman like that!
*Andy smells something.*
Andy: Huh, is that…
*Andy walks to the back of the lab room. A fellow researcher is heating some steamed buns in the microwave.*
Andy: Oh, hello Cheung! Nice to see you again!
Cheung: Ah yes! Hello!
*Cheung is a red panda. For context, he is a material scientist.*
Andy: What are you cooking there?
Cheung: Oh! I just reheated some buns. They're sweet bean paste and greens.
Andy: Can I try one?
Cheung: Yeah, try the sweet bean one first! They're popular in Shanggu.
*Andy takes a bite.*
Andy: Hmmm, not bad! Reminds me of a PB&J.
Cheung: Huh?
Andy: Oh, Peanut Butter and Jelly. Kids eat 'em in Zootopia.
Cheung: Oh, that's cool.
Andy: But yeah, where'd you get 'em?
Cheung: The Hang-guk Market.
Andy: Oh, that's down Adams, isn't it?
Cheung: Adams and Deerborn.
Andy: Got it! Anyways, I kinda want your suggestion. You got time to read a paragraph of my report later today? I proofread it, but I just wanted some clarification.
Cheung: Heck, I'd honestly just ask Dr. Prower. He knows everything around here!
Andy: Yeah, but he's out today, remember!
Cheung: Yeah, of course I know, but I'm gonna have to run some tests on these uranium samples!
Andy: Darn. Well thanks anyway.
Cheung: Yeah, no problem.
Andy: *Sigh* Welp, I guess I'm just gonna wing it. I'm going back to programming. Zai-Jian, my dude.
Cheung: Yeah, see ya!
*Cut to Rodney Jerkins Primary. The teachers are setting up their conference booths in the gymnasium. Ms. Watson is setting up her booth, but notices Gonzo walk past.*
Ms. Watson: Hey, Gonzo!
Gonzo: Oh, good day, Isabelle.
Ms. Watson: Got the grading lag again?
Gonzo: Yeah, sunken eyes as usual.
Ms. Watson: Hey, you know I saw your latest video, and…
Gonzo: Yeah, I feel like I made the points I needed to.
Ms. Watson: Well, look, I think you just gotta be careful not to go too far with the whole criticizing Robotnik thing. I'm just kinda worried…
Gonzo: What? About my vacation to see my parents next month?
Ms. Watson: Yeah! You're gonna be smack dab in the middle of Zootopia. You have 300,000 subscribers on MooTube, everyone's gonna know who you are! Do you really wanna put yourself in that situation Gonzo?
Gonzo: Look, I think it's more important that everyone knows what's going on. I mean, look at me. I've experienced life, and I personally just want young men around the world to recognize what a fucked up world they live in. Better safe than sorry, I like to say.
Ms. Watson: But going to Eggland? Are you out of your mind!?
Gonzo: Hey, hey, hey. Look, I'll be fine Isabelle. I can make these decisions. I may be old, I may have experience, and you might say I'm a little off my rocker, but I wanna live without regrets.
Ms. Watson: Gonzo?
Gonzo: In Armadillia we have an old saying, "Dios escucha a la persona que habla." God will listen to he who speaks. As wrong as the world is, I feel better speaking out than hiding in my shell for the rest of my life. I know God's got my back. I'm not going to stay silent because some egg-shaped nut with a mustache and a degree got his little pussy ass feelings hurt.
*Ms. Watson stares at Gonzo with worry*
Gonzo: If I don't return, just be thankful I made everyone aware.
*Gonzo turns around and walks away*