Anonymous asked:
Here's a prompt. Tails has has to go to a science convention they're usually filled with boring geezers and pretentious people who think they're "better." Tails is allowed to bring someone since Sonic won't go he asks Amy. While there they make fun of all the "leading minds and elites" Tails feels less alone having a friend there and gives his best presentation yet.
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Prompt:
Tails stood with his enhanced plane mechanics dissected and laid simply upon the presentation table, feeling like a nervous kid at a science fair while older human men walk by to examine the scientific break-throughs, but only give his stall a glance before moving on.
For some reason, Tails didn't realize that men of science would be that particularly interested in the 'look' of a presented scientific wonder than the actual 'wonder of invention' itself.
His script in hand for the later 'speech' segment of the convention, he twisted it repeatedly between his gloved hands… wringing it as it cried out crumbled sounds to match his withering self-confidence…
He looked at the ground, his mock-model plane displayed up on a model-stick, the paint beautiful, and his cards for explaining each ingenious piece of it's refigured structure modeled on the table as well.
'Well, if I could have flown it, they'd stop and stare, wouldn't they!?' He angrily continued to wring the life out of the twisted papers in his hands.
He turned to the table, no longer able to see what looked like a red bear of somekind come up to the panel, scratch his chin, and then nod and take his leave through the crowd flowing past his stall.
"Gah..!" He hit the table with both his hands, squinting his eyes closed, "They won't even ask a single question or make a remark..!" He had no idea what they were thinking…
The memory of Sonic turning his back to him, whimsically stating that science fairs weren't really his thing, and winking to him that he'll do great replayed in his mind a moment… only making his fingers upon the table flinch and twitch at the insensitivity…
'Did Sonic really believe in me..? Or was that his way of avoiding a 'boring' science convention?' He sighed as he relaxed his tense arms to gently begin sliding off the table, as though losing hope, before a familiar voice caught his attention.
"Wow! It's even more expansive than the X-Tornado, Tails!"
The sound of Amy's voice lifted him up in surprise, as he turned around with almost tears of joy in his eyes, "Amy… When did you get here?!" He spread his arms out wide, his twin tails flopping excitedly to show his true emotions of having a friend there to support him in his time of need.
Amy, seeing that, giggled, and moved her souvenir science bag, given to all who paid ticket entry, to the front of her and off her shoulder, "I got your letter in the mail about it! Of course I'd come to cheer you on, Tails!" She looked around, "It must be kinda lonely… not knowing anyone…"
"Are you kidding!?" Tails raced to her side, looping an arm around her and pulling her down to his height, pointing, "That's Dr. Yellow's newest machine that protects against sun's harmful rays! You put it in water and let it sit and absorb light away from skin, like a tractor beam!" He turned her abruptly, causing her to cry out a second in alarm, before pointing to another scientist, "That's Dr. Uda Strainheart! She's the top-leading scientist for genetic modification!"
He continued to explain, expound upon, and geek out over everyone in attendance.
Amy just sweatdropped a bit in his eager explanation, clearly meaning he hadn't a friend in the world here, but didn't dare stop listening and nodding to each of his excited rants about them.
"Wow, I'm glad to see such an amazing mix of talented men and women." She gestured about, "Including my favorite… You~" She booped his nose.
He chuckled, blushing at her sweetness, "Thanks, Amy… To be honest, I wasn't really intimidated… more embarrassed…" He bent his ears down, "I've always wanted to attend this convention with my own scientific breakthrough… but I… Ohhh… I don't really feel competent anymore." He lowered his head. "I don't have amazing works like sun polarizing mechanics that can draw in harmful light beams, or even change the genetic makeup so a child doesn't inherit a harmful disease… I just made a new and improved fighter plane that no one seems to think is really helpful to society at large…" He rotated his fingers around each other, "I think… I have to make some sort of contribution to 'health and safety' to really make people stop and stare at my work…"
Amy, hearing enough, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to the front of her, "Now look here, Mr. Miles Prower!" He looked greatly shocked by her using his full name. "What's more safe than a machine that can go toe-to-toe with a Egg-Destroyer? With a cosmic meteor shower!? You've literally created a heroic piece of machinery to protect and defend the whole 'health and safety' of the ENTIRE PLANET!" She let him go and threw out her arms into the space above his head. "You're a GENIUS, Tails! It's the health and safety of the environment against deadly threats like robotic takeovers or literal levels of cataphoric anomalies the size of the extinction of dinosaurs! You gotta have more confidence in yourself, buddy!" She nudged his arm, and he couldn't help but smile at the kindness of his dear friend.
"You… You really did read my letter…" He nodded, wiping a tear out of his eye, "Y-Yeah… I guess… I'm not so good at… umm… praising myself? I guess?" He looked at his shoddy, make-shift station to present his work…
"Then you've gotta sell your passionate love to make them all fall in love with you!" She got all riled up with fire in her eyes, holding up her fists and looking as though she was trying to set the entire convention up on a date with Tails…
"Uhhh… H-How do I do that? And not go that far, either…" He sweatdropped, forgetting who he was talking to…
"You gotta declare your love to the masses! So those other stingy, pompous scientist nerds have to recognize you no matter what!" Her enthusiasm made him cower back a second.
"E-Easy, Amy…" She jutted herself into his face as he tried to pull back.
"Come on, Tails! In order to win the hearts of those you care about and adore, you'll have to make them admire and love you! And so," She took his hand, racing towards the stage, "You gotta beat all the other hopeful suitors to the punchline!" She threw him on the stage, making him cry out as he wiggled his arms about but got his tails spinning to land on the stage.
"A-Amy!" He reached out for her, but she held up his plane, winking.
"Give it all you got, Tails!"
He lowered his ears again, looking to see everyone now staring at him, turning to face him and corral around the stage.
"Uhh… uhhhhhhhh-AH!" He was suddenly shot with a spotlight, and all eyes were on him.
He nervously tried to unfold his paper, shrieking silently to himself when his eyes almost bulged out of his sockets at seeing that his wringing behavior from nerves and frustration caused the sweat of his hands to bleed out the script, the words now smearing with the ink all over his gloves.
He hadn't noticed… what will he do now!?
"Ah, That's…" Amy's eyes noticed something above the stage, "Sonic! Spin into this!" She threw the plane into the air.
"Ah! Sonic!?" Tails looked above his head, turning around to see a blue spinball go to bash against the toy plane. "Woah! Uhh… Initiate astroid protocol!" He cried out, as the plane began to transform and fire out fake firepower towards Sonic, looking like foam missiles and the like.
Some were just artistically recreated versions of the actual equipment on it.
Tails swiped out his hand holding the script, no longer needing it, "Advance!"
The Plane wobbled a second before boosters shot out, two on each end, and it's wings flipped to reveal a set of two on each end.
"Now, defeeenndddd!" Tails cried out, as Amy rushed up where Sonic was spindashing, holding her arms out wide as the plane's wings spread out and a photo-realistic projection showed a pink grid screen effect, a wide shield as it then fired out more attacks onto the spinning hedgehog.
Tails watched as Sonic proved his trust in his friend's abilities, and gave that model plane all of his furious, highspeed shredding.
The crowd went into awe, gasping at the marvel, as the plane pushed against a massive force and held its place perfectly in the air. Its position never wavered, its armor never tore, and Amy smiled at seeing the sparks coming off of its hide, knowing Sonic wasn't just doing this for show, but was also giving everything he had to the model plane.
"Hit it BACCCCKK!" Tails threw himself back, shouting with every bit of passion he had and knowing his invention would hold.
The Plane then turned its boosters in on eachother, and with the four flames becoming a singular, strong entity… The plane shoved with a fierce propulsion Sonic's spinball up and through the convention's roof.
"That asteroid returned to a new orbit." Amy winked and saluted, "Thanks to the amazing and masterful hand of my dear friend," She then held out her hand to gesture to Tails on the stage, "The youngest inventor of ingenuity yet! A marvel of humility! Miles 'Tails' Prower!"
Immediately, people were scrambling to the edge of the stage, crying out, "Oh, Mr. Prower! Mr. Prower!?" Trying to grab at his attention first to ask their questions.
The little toy plane slowly flew down as Amy moved up to gently catch it, "Great job, little buddy." She smiled at it, then looked up proudly to Tails as he was clambered with scientific enthusiasts and minds all wanting to hear more about his great invention.
Amy then looked up to see Sonic's head silouetted by the light of the outside crater left in the rooftops, his face darkened by him looking down, before slowly moving off and away.
She heard the similar sound of speeding away, and gently closed her eyes with that same kind smile. 'Thank you… For not letting Tails down, Sonic.' She sent almost a silent prayer of gratitude to him, before looking back to Tails who was being tugged left and right, the crowd going bonkers and nuts for him.
"Ah! Hey! O-One at a time! Form a line! Form. A. LINE!" She summoned her hammer and began to defend him, still holding the plane like a baby cradled in her arms. Her face turned scary and the people quickly moved back, giving the stage some space.
"Now, you first, please." Amy used her hammer to direct everyone's attention to a young girl, who put her hands together as her eyes sparkled towards Tails.
"Mr. Prower… Does your invention have a name?"
Tails smiled, nodding, "It does." He looked to the crater as the Sonic X sound-music just before the end of an episode began to play. "It's called… The Sonic-Striker!"
Truth be told, he hadn't actually named it yet… Now he had the perfect name for it!
Next convention, he had a pink and blue model made, one called the Rose-Courge, and the other… Sonic-Striker Mark II. It was displayed that the Rose-Courage was a support system for the Sonic-Striker Mark II… and a newer model was being created for astronomical storms predicted for future times against the climate-changes threatening natural disasters… The Tails-Pride.