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5: Boy’s Night Out
With their mother out on a date with Vector and their sister sleeping over at Amy’s, Sonic and Tails went out to have some time to themselves. The two got a little “supper” at the Diamond-Q (if you can call chili dogs with sides consisting of HoHos and Zebra Cakes a supper) and now, Sonic was glued to the PlayChoice-10 next to the ice box.
Tails wasn’t particularly interested in his brother’s RC Pro-Am session; right now, the young fox was staring at some bags of generic baby diapers on the shelves. The packaging was much smaller than the bags in the grocery store and it seemed as if they’d been sitting there since before he was born — untouched, unopened, and unpurchased.
He took a swig of his frosty slush. “Why am I staring?” the boy whispered.
Sonic was growling as he jiggled the joystick. “C’mon! Almost there… No!!” The timer ran out right as his car was about to cross the finish line; he now had to deposit another coin if he wanted to keep playing… and he didn’t have one. “Well, at least I didn’t pick Metroid,” he sighed. “Hey, Tails, ready to go?”
The hedgehog’s voice was enough to snap Tails out of his daze. “Um, yeah. You ready?”
Sonic nodded.
Tails took his slush and his packet of gummy sharks with him and walked toward the door. He turned around to face the shelf with the diapers one last time. He had no intention of getting them for Cream — they weren’t likely to fit her and she had enough at home already.
Then it hit him: Cream. That talk the two of them had yesterday as to why Sonic and Tails wore underwear put diapers in his mind. It wasn’t her fault, she was just curious about why they use the toilet. How did an innocent conversation like the one they had lead the boy into thinking about stuff he hadn’t worn in years?
“Tails!” Sonic called. He was standing in the doorway, leaning inward a bit.
This jolted Tails back to his senses once again. “I’m coming.”
“Are you alright, dude?” Sonic asked. “You keep zoning out.”
“I’ll be fine,” was the reply he got.
The two brothers reclined in a grassy lot near the airport, staring into the starry sky above. On slow nights, they’d come out there and just watch the stars; they did that ever since Tails was little. They even brought Cream out there sometimes.
“What something wrong, bro?” Sonic asked. “You were zoning out back at the Diamond-Q.”
“I don’t know,” said Tails. “I think I might have been pushing myself too hard in getting the Sea Fox working again.”
“I had a feeling,” said Sonic. “I always said that sometimes you have to take it easy.”
“I know,” the fox responded. “I try not to, but I guess I was kinda going overboard a little this time.”
“Well, that’s why we’re out here,” Sonic added. “This place always calms—!”
BOOOOM!
Sonic sat up and looked around. There was now a column of smoke rising from the airport. “So much for a quiet night out. C’mon, dude!” He sprinted ahead, leaped over the fence, and made a mad dash down the runway.
Tails followed from a distance. In situations like this, he always had to catch up to his brother.
No sooner had Sonic reached the main building did he see a twenty-foot-tall, worm-like robot made up of four steel balls — three for the body, one for the head. It teetered a lot, hurling upper ball up into the air, which smashed down into the pavement; the middle segment was lobbed into the cockpit of an airliner; the bottom was rolled into the terminal.
With the head on the ground, a shrill beep filled the air. The three balls reassembled the robot.
No sooner had Tails caught up to his brother did the robot wobble around to reveal its face to the duo. Not only did it resemble one of Dr. Eggman’s old Caterkiller badniks, it was a robot they’d fought before!
“Sonic,” said Tails, a bit perplexed “didn’t we beat that thing back when Eggman tried to use the red Chaos Emerald to make nukes?”
“When the country was about to sink, you mean?” Sonic asked.
“OHOHO! You boys remember!”
The boys knew that laugh. They turned around to see Eggman floating in his robo-pod with Orbot and Cubot; his face was it up like a Christmas tree.
“It warms my heart that the two of you remember EGG-08 Dangerous Ball Tower!” the doctor said with an evil joy. “This time, let’s see if you can survive again!”
Randomly, the bottom segment of EGG-08 went spinning at the duo, who managed to sidestep it.
Sonic tried to do a homing attack to its face, only to get a steel ball to hit him.
Tails did a spin dash at the head as soon as the last section was thrown. It left a pretty big dent in the left side of the robot’s face.
Sonic managed to recover from the hit and attempted another homing attack at the robot as it was pulling itself back together. The hedgehog penetrated the head like a bullet through a narrow cascade. Once more, the Dangerous Ball Tower was out of commission; the three balls that served as its body separated, not to come together again.
Sonic chuckled. “You may have gotten one lick in, Blubberbutt, but your robot got wrecked anyway!”
“Oooh! But, Daddy’s gotta big surpwise juss foe yoo guys!” Cubot squealed in the voice of a little girl (much to his builder’s annoyance).
Eggman sighed, but regained his determination. “He’s right; I have a Plan B in the event that something like this happened!” He whipped out a remote and pressed a button on it.
“Is it another recycled ‘bot of yours?” said Sonic, folding his arms behind his head.
Eggman growled.
After a moment, something flew toward the airport. It looked like a hedgehog, but it had no arms; thrusters were mounted there instead. It slowly touched down in the midst of them.
“One of your Sonic robots?” said Tails.
The doctor laughed. “YOU never met him, Tails, but SONIC has.” He faced Sonic and spoke again. “I’m sure you remember EGG-06 Silver Sonic Mk.-I!”
“I wonder if it’s as much a pushover as it was last time!” the hedgehog exclaimed.
No sooner had he said that did EGG-06 rev up as a ball and dash at him. Sonic barely had enough time to evade.
Sonic rebounded and did a homing attack, knocking the robot over; it was able to use its jets to right itself.
“Time to help the spare parts industry!” the hedgehog quipped. He began revving up his legs, forming a red Figure-8, and charged at his robot double.
At the last second, the blue streak rushing at the robot had to make a forty-five degree turn to the right. The robot had just sent out some sort of prodding device from its belly. Sonic would have to miss this hit, but Tails was able to spin jump into the robot’s face.
Sonic, his feet screeching as he turned around, made another rush at the original Silver Sonic. He jumped into the air and delivered another homing attack. The bulk of the robot tumbled away like a kicked can; its eyes went offline when it stopped bouncing around.
The brothers faced the bewildered Eggman. “Anything else you want wrecked, Egghead?” Sonic asked in triumph.
Eggman was still reeling from Sonic’s easy victory and tried to laugh it off. “Oh, Sonic! This is just a little appetizer! I won’t let you have too much for one night!” The Egg Mobile turned around and began to fly off.
The last thing Sonic and Tails heard was Cubot’s little girly voice asking if they could get “ice cweam” on the way home; Eggman’s response was a growly “no”.
“Bye!” Yelled Sonic, waving “Come back again if you want another spanking!”
Amid the cheers of the people still around to witness the fight, Tails surveyed the wreckage of the airport; the remains of the two robots were heavily damaged, but repairable. “I think the Sonic Museum’s going to call us about their new inductions.”
“Maybe,” said Sonic “but those kinds of places bore me, so I probably won’t be visiting them much.” He stretched as he let out a big yawn. “What do you say we go home and hop in the bed?”
“Yeah, might as well,” Tails agreed.
The two of them left the airport as quickly as they’d arrived.
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