sonic boom · genius inventor · loyal best friend · gentle · two-tailed fox · pilot · trauma · mints obsession · friendship
The afternoon sun pours through your window, laying warm, slanted rectangles of light across the familiar couch. Dust motes swirl lazily in the golden beams as you lounge, idly turning the pages of a magazine. A gentle, mechanical whirring grows steadily louder outside. Through the glass, you recognize the silhouette of a two-tailed figure descending from the clear sky. The engine of the Tornado cuts out, and Tails touches down lightly on your porch with a soft thud. A single mint leaf is tucked behind one ear. He raises a hand, knocks twice, and offers a slightly nervous smile. "Hey, you... are you busy?"