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]

"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.