When the Wind Looks Back

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"It's...Well, it's...ugh." Sonic seemed about to say something, even took a step towards Tails, hand reaching out as if ready to declare something, but he quickly stopped himself and swiped his hand through his blue spines on his head.

"..? Uh.. Sonic. Haha, I can't really help you if you don't tell me what's going on." the Fox boy innocently explained and hopefully encouraged as he swung his legs to and fro to make his chair swing back and forth. He looked happy to help, seeming to want to get away from laboring so diligently on his prized machine.

"...Amy... it's Amy." Sonic finally spat out, and then fell hopelessly on Tails's couch, back first, and groaning in annoyance. "What'd you do to her..?"

"What? I didn't do any- ohhhh~" he smiled, "So, she tried something I said?"

"Yeah... and it was a bit of a shocker too... until I figured out it was you. Hey, what gives, huh? Since when do you give out love advice to teenage, drama prone, girls?" Sonic complained and questioned while all the while on his back and laying on the couch.

"....What exactly did she do..? And besides, I know I'm no 'expert' or whatever, but I do know you pretty well. And she seems to be trying harder these days... I'd hate her to try something that was just TO much,... you know?" Tails spun his chair over to the living room, since his computer room was right next to the living room anyway, along with the kitchen.. And his bedroom... in fact to be honest his home was rather small, so all the essentials of a house we're kinda squished together.

"Heh... well, it's not what she did. that was fine and all... but it's what she said." he explained. He looked more serious now, as Tails noticed, and was really about to say something meaningful and from the heart. It wasn't usual for Sonic to be having emotional problems, so Tails did what any respectably friend would do, and listened carefully. While quietly snickering to himself at how vulnerable Sonic seemed to be from just one 'advised flirt' that Amy had done or tried out.

"...She said I was her.. Wind." he explained, almost angrily spitting out the words. He turned over to his stomach, not wanting to look at Tails as he pretty much felt like he was in counseling anyway. He took a pillow and pulled it under his chin, hugging it closely to himself with a tight grip as his eyes shifted back and forth rapidly, remembering the events of today. "And she said she was a Rose, whose petals took flight in a gust of wind. But the wind abandoned her... and left her to riot in a park where she was trampled on, forgotten, and unloved..."

Tails looked a bit confused by Sonic's words, and then, in disbelief, chuckled out a faint, "wha.. What? Did she tell you a story or something? I didn't tell her to do that.."

Sonic's eyes widened, as he quickly got up and looked back at Tails, "No..?"

"No, I just told her to keep her distance and not be so 'touchy, feely' with you." Tails tried to put two and two together. "So.. You feel bad? Or, uh... guilty? About what she said?"

"No.. not guilty.. I feel... sympathy..." he turned back around and flopped back on the pillow, then raised himself again and slammed his face into the pillow. "Ugghhh...." he moaned into it. "THIS GIRL HAS NEVER BEEN SO DEEP IN HER LIFE! WHY ALL THE SUDDEN?! SHE SUDDENLY JUST, I don't know, SPATS OUT THIS 'FEELY', 'Oh, I'm so lonely and forgotten...', STUFF AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO TAKE IT!" he raised himself back up and started ranting, getting up and walking back and forth across the room, then he flops himself right back down on the coach, "It's exhausting, Tails! I mean, I've taken care of this girl for many, many long years now. How could she think I would be so cruel? I just like my freedom! I'm not the bad guy!" he quickly got up and almost seemed to try and convince Tails of this, or beg him to believe him. He moved to the edge of the couch, still on his knees but looking like he was just gonna leave the premises any minute.

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