Look out! You're going to crash! Aah!

[imgonnaflyhigh]

There was a blue and yellow biplane flying over the city. Well, flying was a rather strong word. It was smoking and stuttering, until finally its trajectory tilted downward, and finally crashed into the remains of the campus. Fortunately, the pilot was unharmed. At least everything but his pride was unharmed.

If you ventured towards the crash site, you would surely find a teenage orange fox examining the wreckage, trying to figure out what part of his great design could have crapped out overhead.

Comments

[monotreme_101]

"Heh. YOU feel like you're bein' punked? Imagine how I felt when I got here and people I never met are all walkin' up to me like 'Hey, Knuckles! How's the Wife? You having fun in Skyrim? Any kids on the way?' and I'm pretty much like Uuuhhh..."

He shrugged.

"Anyway, you were here for a while. Were kinda interested in Wave the Swallow. You were older, too.... Come to think of it, you were a little taller. A bit buffer. Man this place is weird."

[imgonnaflyhigh]

"I was WHAT?!" he asked incredulously.

[monotreme_101]

"A little buffer. You know. A little more filled out. Not so pudgy and soft looking. Extra height probably helped. Don't worry - now that you're here, we can work on that."

[imgonnaflyhigh]

"I... really don't think exercise is going to fix this problem," Tails replied.

[monotreme_101]

"...you take that back."

[imgonnaflyhigh]

"I mean the bigger problem! Like being stuck here, my plane crashing, and all that!" Tails tried to object. But his fate was sealed.

He was going to lift, and Knuckles was going to make him.

[monotreme_101]

"That's a problem? You can fix your plane, being here is great, and we can make you a little buffer. Getting taller will take some time, but that's fine."

A pause.

"...oh. Well. I mean, there's that whole 'Moon is going to crash into us' thing. You, uh, didn't happen to bring seven chaos emeralds with you, did you?"

[imgonnaflyhigh]

"No, I kinda wasn't expecting to show up in the middle of the end of the world," Tails retorted. Clearly some of Sonic's snark was rubbing off on him.

[monotreme_101]

"Well, Tails, you should always be prepared." Knuckles advised him.

"Anyway, there's a lot of people with plans on how to fix things. I'm sure you can help out. We have one chaos emerald so, if there's a machine you can build powered by just one that can Chaos Control the moon away or shove it back into orbit or blow it up... I mean, there's a niche for you."

[imgonnaflyhigh]

"Okay, next time I crash my plane in a strange city, I'll remember to bring the Chaos Emeralds with me just in case the moon is about to land on us," he replied, totally showing how much Sonic's influence has stunted his emotional growth.

[monotreme_101]

"Good. Glad to hear it." Knuckles replied, not entirely sure if Tails was taking this as seriously as he should be.

[imgonnaflyhigh]

Of course he was taking this seriously. Couldn't you see his serious expression?

"I guess I'd better get to work," he said. "How long do we have until the moon hits?" With the sarcasm out of the way, Tails was ready to do his part, as he always was when the going got tough.

[monotreme_101]

"Well, this one Scientist called Gordon figured out we had about a month. But that was like... two and a half weeks ago."

[imgonnaflyhigh]

"What?!" Tails said in shock and horror.

[monotreme_101]

"So we have like a week and a half or so left."

[imgonnaflyhigh]

"T-then I've gotta get going!" he declared, running off in the direction he hoped was the right one. Time to start panicking.