Tails’s diary dilemma
By Firecat1996

It was seven in the morning and Tails was going for a walk in the park. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and Tails was thinking about what a lovely day it was:
“Ah… not everyday is as perfect as this one… nothings gonna ruin my day.”
That is, until he ran into Sonic.
“Hey, Tails, you got to see this!”
Tails looked up; Sonic was in front of him, clutching a small red notebook.
“Hey Sonic, how ya doin’?”
“Fine, but who care’s, you’re gonna wet yourself when you read this.”
“Read what?”
“This.” Said Sonic, holding up the notebook.
“It looks like any ordinary red notebook to me.”
“That is, until you read it.” Said Sonic, opening a page.
Tails began to read:
“The other day, I was minding my own business when it came to me that both Rouge and Amy are very much alike, yet hate each other on regular basis. They’re both headstrong, soft, care loads about their looks, and it’s probably only a matter of time until they grow up a little bit and become friends. Not a fact, just a theory.”
Tails paused for a second, and then burst out laughing.
“Whoever wrote this has some imagination and a good sense of humor. Who wrote it?”
“I’ll let you guess; he’s one of our hot headed team members.”
“Jeez, be a little more specific, will you? Practically everyone on our team is a hothead.”
“Well never mind that, read this one; it’s a killer!”
“What do you get when you cross Tails with Chuck? All the information you want- except you can’t understand it!”
They both laughed like crazy.
“Where is it? Where is it?” thought Knuckles furiously, “It’s gotta be here somewhere!”
He yelled as he searched everywhere in vain for his journal. “Wait… someone’s been here.” He said, noticing a couple of light, yet legible footprints in front of him.
“Grrr… this has Sonic the Hedgehog written all over it!”
“Oh, take a look at this one-
One time Cream was complaining about it never snowed in the summer, so I tell her that it will snow in July when flowers bloom in November. Apparently, she was excited, so she went to borrow a bag of seeds from Ella. She seemed to have overlooked the fact that July came before November.”
“Jeez, he sure has a future in comedy writing!” said Sonic.
“Who is he?” Asked Tails, getting rather impatient.
“Thought you could steal my journal, didn’t you Tails?” growled a rough voice from behind them.
“Uh oh. Gotta run.” Said Sonic, speeding away before Knuckles saw him. “And remember; don’t give it to Knuckles, give it to Chris!”
“Why Chris?” asked Tails.
“Just do what I say!” he yelled
“Heh he… hey Knux… how’s it goin’?” Said Tails nervously
“I’m gonna murder you kid!” he yelled, charging at him full speed. Tails quickly dodged him and ran out of the park, into the city.
“COME BACK HERE YOU THIEVING FOX!” yelled Knuckles running after him.
Tails ran behind a large truck, escaping into an alleyway.
“Man… Sonic, why did you get me into this mess?” Wondered Tails aloud.
“Into what mess?” Said a voice from behind him.
He looked around; Shadow the Hedgehog was standing behind him.
“Oh, hi Shadow! I was just uh…”
“Watcha got there kid?” asked Shadow, looking at the notebook he was hiding behind his back. And before Tails could say ‘nothing’ Shadow raced behind him, grabbed the notebook, and flipped through the pages.
“Ha! Who wrote this? It’s a riot!” he said, reading the paragraph aloud:
“Gah, it’s always “Sonic, Sonic” “Shadow, Shadow”… but who comes third place? That’s right, yours truly… I, protector of the great chaos Emerald, the guy with the more important job, get 3rd place. Talk about getting no appreciation.”
In spite of himself, Tails could not resist a mere snicker…
“Erg! GIVE ME THAT!” yelled Knuckles, who had found them when he heard Shadow laughing.
“Did you write this?” Said Shadow, “Jeez, I didn’t know you were so sore about the fan girl thing…”
“I need that!” said Tails, quickly snatching the notebook out of his hands and hovering off.
Knuckles darted after him, cursing and threatening.
“What’s their problem?” Thought Shadow.
“The other day, Amy used her hammer as a weight to hold down a balloon, but then Tails tripped, sending the hammer into the pool and the balloon to mars. So Amy starts yelling and everything, and then says the balloon was for Sonic. Scratch that, she said the big pink balloon was for Sonic.
“Strange” Said Tails.
“Excruciatingly” Says I.
“Yeah, what he said.” Says Tails.
It was that moment I began to wonder whether Tails knew the meaning of ‘excruciatingly.”
Amy laughed after reading the paragraph.
“Why are you laughing? He’s making fun of you!” He said.
“No, he’s making fun of you. Do you know the meaning of ‘excruciatingly’?”
“Well…”
“Never mind. Looks like he’s been writing in it for a long time. There are some really old entries over at the beginning. I think he was eight when he wrote these. Hey, look at this-
“Visit ugly fat neighbor lady on Monday.” It that a riot or what?” She said laughingly.
“Showing my journal to Amy, huh?”
“It’s not what it looks like!” Said Tails, taking a step backwards.
“Oh, it’s so what it looks like!” He yelled in ire, charging at Tails again. Tails moved out of the way, that was when Knuckles pierced the wall with his fist, and Amy fell to the floor. The notebook fell out of her hands and turned to a page that it shouldn’t have turned to.
“Amy’s so snobbish… SHE DESERVES HER OWN ZIP CODE?!” She screamed furiously. “DID YOU WRITE THAT?!” She hollered.
Knuckles was afraid this would happen.
“Gimme it! I said gimme it!” yelled Tails grabbing the book and running off as fast as he could.
“Erg… I’m gonna get that fox!” said Knuckles, sprinting to get him.
“Get you’re tail back here, Knuckles! Can you hear me? GET BACK HERE!”
It was only a matter of time until Tails would run into Rouge, who would go after the journal as she would a chaos Emerald.
“Oh come on.” She said.
“No.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“This thing’s gotten me into enough trouble already. I’m not going to show it to you and make Knuckles hate me!”
“Too bad… I guess I’ll never find out what his deepest, darkest secrets are…,” She said, walking away.
“Hm. That was almost too easy. Wait!”
It was too easy. Rouge had flown around to his other side and grabbed the notebook before he could get away.
“Please give it back to me, Rouge.” He said, “Knuckles’ll never forgive me if he sees it with you!”
“Are you kidding me? I’ll finally find out his deepest, darkest secrets!” She yelled with glee. She began to flip through the book reading whatever her eyes first spotted.
“Amy is so snobbish…too true…Cream wouldn’t…ha-ha… A report on Rouge?” she said, obviously interested, “This I gotta see…
“…A feeling too strong to admit, beyond love and hate… something so deep, so real that nothing could possibly tear me away from her… its like I’m under a spell, a love spell, that doesn’t move, no matter how many elixirs, antidotes or any other third thing you use. There are days I can’t stop thinking about her and nights I dream of her… I’m bewitched by her strange charm, the magic that links us together… there’s something about her shifty eyes, her hourglass figure, her…”
As Rouge silently read, her face flushed red, letting Tails know that Knuckles must’ve written something obscene, because it took a lot to embarrass Rouge.
“THERE YOU ARE YOU STUPID THIEF!” Yelled Knuckles from behind them. Tails looked up, hoping desperately the impossible hope that it was someone else that sounded like Knuckles, but was unhappy to see that his hope wasn’t real; it was Knuckles. Rouge didn’t turn her face, but just continued to read with disbelief. Knuckles ran at Tails, grabbed a hold of his neck, and hoisted him up to the air. Then he noticed Rouge, and his face went red.
“May I ask what you’re reading?” He asked.
She didn’t answer for a second. And then:
“You wrote all this- about me?”
“Um… whatever you read in that notebook…”
“Hey, I’m not finished…” She said, turning back to the book, “You’re not just a comedian… you’re a poet too!”
He brought Tails close to his face and whispered to him:
“How much did she read?”
“Enough.” Said Tails.
“Uh, Rouge, can I have my journal back now?”
Once again, silence. Tails slipped from his grip, and slinked over to her.
“I’ll take that!” He yelled, slipping the book from her unusually weak hands.
“Hey! I just got to the good part!” she yelled, running after him.
“That’s my journal, remember?!” he yelled after them.
Tails was literally running for his life from Rouge and Knuckles.
“How did I get myself into this mess?” he wondered out loud.
“Give it back Tails! That’s my journal!” yelled Knuckles, now exceptionally close to him.
He squealed and hovered off with his two long tails.
“Come back here!” yelled Knuckles, his voice taking on a sharp, almost mad tone.
“GET OVER HERE PROWER! I WANNA READ THAT JOURNAL!” yelled Rouge, as angry as Knuckles was.
“Must… get to …Chris’s house…” he said, panting. “ Almost… there…HELLO!” he yelled, feeling his leg grabbed by surprise.
“GIVE ME THE JOURNAL!” yelled Rouge; she had flown up to him.
“Let…GO!” shouted Tails, shaking her off. She fell and landed on top of Knuckles. Tails flew as fast as he could. He couldn’t see them from behind, but he knew they were still after him. He suddenly spotted Chris.
“Chris? Is that you?” he called. Chris looked up and waved at him. “CHRIS!” Shouted Tails, diving at him in relief.
Tails flew so fast he knocked Chris over and sat on his chest.
“Chris you gotta help me! Sonic had Knuckles’ journal and Shadow was like ‘It’s a riot’, and Amy was like ‘GET BACK HERE’, and Rouge was like ‘I wanna read it’, but Sonic told me to give it to you and not Knuckles for some reason, and now Knuckles and Rouge are both after my hide and want to take it, please help me I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO!” yelled Tails, out of breath by now. Knuckles and Rouge weren’t any different when they ended up behind Tails.
“Give…it back…” panted Knuckles from behind Tails. Tails looked behind himself and hugged Chris.
“HELP ME!” He squealed.
“Wait…lets get things straight. This is Knuckles’ diary?” Said Chris.
“Journal.” Said Knuckles.
“And you stole it?” He said to Tails.
“Sonic did actually.” Said Tails.
“And he asked you to give it to me?”
“Uh…yeah.”
“And you’re trying to steal it?”
“Yes.” Said Rouge.
“Well, it's settled.” He said, taking the notebook and throwing it to Knuckles.
“Here ya go.”
“Thank you!” yelled Knuckles, walking away.
Rouge sighed. “Now I’ll have to go steal it from him.” She flew after him.
“Tails?”
“Yes Chris?”
“If Sonic told you to jump off a cliff, would you?”
“Is that a trick question?”
Chris walked away.

The END