Story Time with the Sonic Cast - Episode 1: A Pool and A Picnic

Some fancy, catchy music played over the speakers which signaled the start to the show. The crowd took notice of the lights redirecting themselves properly onto the stage and illuminating the nice, Empire City style set-up.

The set looked like your typical talk show veranda complete with a fake night time city background and comfortable looking couches for the guests to sit on.

At the far left of the stage sat a green raccoon in a suit, holding a pen and paper at the ready. He also had himself a nice little smile on his face that showed off the cute little fang in his mouth.

“Hello everyone!” The boy spoke up with a bright sounding voice. “My name is Donovan the Raccoon and I’m conducting a special interview with a special group of guests today. Air time for this wasn’t cheap, believe me, but I’m sure I’ll get my money’s worth considering the insight I’m about to provide for you all today. Please welcome our esteemed guests.”

He pointed ahead with his pen as the guests spanning across two couches were shown to the crowd.

“They’ve all agreed to help connect us with them in a live storytime interview for all of them at once. We sent out the call for questions from the general public and told you who would be attending this event. Now they’re all here and eagerly awaiting to respond,” Donovan said, sort of speaking for them on that front but he had to assume they were okay with it.

Why say “Yes” if they weren’t?

“On the first couch, hero to many and pain in the butt to a particularly egg-shaped bastard, it’s the chili-dog loving, break-dancing, speedster of freedom, Sonic the Hedgehog!” Donovan introduced.

Sonic closed his eyes, clamped his hands together, and shook the connected fist above his head as the crowd let out a torrent of cheers. He sat in a pair of dark gray shorts with several pockets on them and was wearing a cerulean blue shirt that had the cartoonish image of a small island with words that read “The Majestic South Island” on it.

“Sitting next to him is his young sidekick, a two-tailed genius prodigy that’s never far behind him on his adventures and I’m told has… been arrested several times and is banned from Casino Park for counting cards? Urm… Miles “Tails” Prower!” Donovan introduced him next.

Tails rubbed the back of his head, blushing a tad. Tails had on a lime green shirt and a pair of tan shorts. “The arrests were all accidents. I’m not a streaker or a pervert. I promise.” He said, grinning sheepishly. Seems like there was a story or two there. The bee sitting beside him seemed a bit embarrassed as well.

“Representing the Chaotix Detective Agency and told to come here by his boss Vector the Crocodile as good promotion for the operation, the cute little mascot and errand boy, Charmy Bee!” Donovan clapped his hands.

Charmy crossed his arms and puffed out his cheeks, looking to the side a bit. He wore his normal orange pilot’s shirt and a pair of blue jeans.

“Well, THAT’S a lame way to introduce me…” He then stood on the couch and pointed at the air. “How about just calling me Detective Charmy, the most awesome of awesome detectives around with a totally normal sized butt!”

“... No one said anything about your… butt?” Donovan raised a brow.

Charmy huffed and sat back down. “Good. ‘Cuz it’s not huge at all.”

“...Uh-huh,” Donovan shrugged. He didn’t care but… yeah, now that he brought it up, it was pretty big. “Anyway, circling back around to the front of the first couch we have Sonic’s brother. Well, his other brother. The middle child of Sonic and Tails and the green troublemaking thief turned beta boy, Manic the Hedgehog.”

Manic sat on the other side of Sonic in a red vest with his medallion over his neck, wearing a white shirt underneath it and a pair of black jeans with rips and tears in them. He looked cool, fiddling with his drumsticks as he made a bit of a cocky face.

It was a bit ruined when Donovan finished the description of him and made Manic’s eyes bug out with a blush stretching across his face. The audience’s clapping turned into a bit of stifled laughter as a result.

Manic shifted his gaze towards Donovan, looking annoyed and pouty. “Dude?!”

“What?” Donovan shrugged. “I can’t indulge myself a little bit?”

“Not on live television!” Manic said with a whine. “It’s because you’re dating me that you even got to get in touch with Sonic and his friends.”

Donovan giggled. “Sure, sure. That’s fine. Sorry.”

Manic slumped back with a sigh.

Donovan smirked. “Just be prepared to take a pounding when we get back to my apartment later so I can win back that little air of dominance you took from me due to needing your help.”

Manic bit his lip and looked to the side with his legs crossed. He couldn’t get hard right now and Donovan knew that so why was he trying to make it happen?

“On the second couch, traveling the world to tell stories about and spread the will of love, it’s our pink hedgehog of hammer town, Amy Rose!” Donovan exclaimed.

Amy leaned forward and blew a kiss to the crowd. She just had on her usual red dress.

“Hello to all my wonderful fans!” Amy exclaimed. “Oh, and to Cream too if she’s watching this.”

Charmy’s antenna perked up. “Is she?”

“If she is, so is Bradley,” A white hedgehog leaned over to tease him.

Charmy growled. “Oh yeah? Does this show broadcast to the future? I wonder if Brett’s watching.”

Silver jolted in his seat, feeling his bladder shake. “H-H-How did you–?!”

“Beside her is a very silent friend of hers. She’s a member of the team known as the Diamond Cutters and participates in battles for the Restoration alongside Lanolin the Sheep and Tangle the Lemur! Give it up for–!”

“WHOO! GO WHISPER!” Tangle’s voice came from the audience as a tacit interruption.

Whisper put a finger to her mouth as she turned to face her in the crowd but couldn’t help smiling.

“Whisper the Wolf!” Donovan finished and allowed the applause to hit. Whisper was in her normal mission outfit. It seemed odd but these seemed to be the clothes she was the most comfortable wearing.

“Next to Whisper is Sonic’s friend from the future, the cinnamon roll with a talent for not understanding sarcasm and rival banter, it’s Silver the Hedgehog!” Donovan said.

Silver jolted and chuckled nervously, waving his hand about. His shirt was yellow and had a nice white star pattern on it. His jeans were slightly darker than Sonic’s.

Seems he was still rattled by Charmy’s earlier comment. Poor guy.

“And finally, last but certainly not least, the dark brooder of destiny, the ultimate life-form, and savior of all who opposed the merciless invasion of the evil Black Doom; Shadow the Hedgehog!” Donovan shouted.

The audience applauded at that as well.

Shadow, sitting down with a red shirt, a leather jacket, and a pair of white pants merely kept his eyes shut with his arms crossed.

Sonic shook his head. “Why’d he say yes to this?”

“Because… I assume he wanted to?” Tails smiled.

Amy giggled. “He fears for his social status. Told us so himself back at the murder mystery party.”

Shadow cleared his throat.

“Alright!” Donovan perked up with a finger raised. “Let us get started. All of you are… to a certain degree, well known by the community around here at the very least. However, there’s tons and tons of people out there who don’t know who you are and even less who know the finer details about what drives you. The people have questions and you’ve got more than just answers. You’ve got stories to tell. So why don’t we buckle down and have them told already?!”

“That’s why we’re here,” Sonic nodded.

“I am SO ready!” Tails exclaimed, doing a double fist pump downward.

“You’re gonna be so SHOCKED by my hot deets! It’s gonna be crazy!” Charmy shouted.

“Yeah, what they said,” Manic smirked and pointed at the others.

Amy chuckled and shook her head. Whisper and Silver couldn’t help but smile too. Shadow remained in the same position he started in.

Donovan flipped one page forward in his notepad. “Time to start us off then. Our first question comes from a Judgement Kazzy and it’s for Sonic.”

“Hi Kazzy!” Sonic said with a wave. The audience clapped.

“Sonic, have you ever tried to get over your fear of water?” Donovan looked up.

Sonic jolted and clenched his teeth. “Aha… well… y-yeah, of course I have. I tried it once or twice…?”

“Do you have any specific example of an attempt you made to do so?” Donovan said. “Remember, the stage is outfitted with a 100% accurate lie detector that will buzz if you veer off course or tell a fib. It’s not like those shitty ones they use on those paternity test shows.”

“Right. I know. I read the document you made us sign…” Sonic sighed and rolled his eyes back. “Okay. Here it goes…!”

—

Tale #1: Swimming Lessons With Sonic

Inspired by Judgement Kazzy

—

Sonic approached the swimming pool with a big blush and a little grimace on his face.

He promised Tails he’d give these swimming lessons a shot but he was a little embarrassed by the situation he’d been put in here.

For one, there were a bunch of little kids here. This was no adult program.

Second, Sonic’s outfit was very odd…

“I get having to wear floaties on my arms but this big blue one around my waist with the rubber duckies on them wasn’t necessary buddy,” Sonic said, sounding exasperated as he stood at the edge of the pool. “I mean, really?”

Tails floated on his back in the water, hands behind his head and eyes closed. He was smiling with delight, no doubt finding this incredibly relaxing. Sonic had every right to be jealous of his much younger friend.

“I got you this one day for these lessons because this happened to be when I could catch up with you,” Tails explained. “I’d have preferred one where the people learning were much older too but nooooo~! Sonic just has to come and go whenever he feels like it right?”

Sonic rolled his eyes. “Yeah, okay, my bad. I’m sorry. Now let’s go home and try again.”

“Already paid for it. Sorry. This is your trial.” Tails stopped paddling backwards and just floated in the water. “First step is to get inside.”

Sonic stared at the water and made a disgusted face. He eventually dipped his toe in and shivered.

Tails rolled his eyes and then spotted a four year old scampering by the pool and coming up behind Sonic.

“Hey! You there. I’ll buy you a bag of Skittles from the vending machine outside if you push my buddy there into the pool.” Tails called out.

“What? No! Ta–!” Sonic began but the four year old pressed both hands on Sonic’s butt and jettisoned him forward.

Sonic screamed and fell headfirst into the water with the rubber duck floatie upside down.

Sonic’s legs were kicking about up top and the kids that were in the pool stopped what they were doing momentarily to watch as his lower half flailed about.

Sonic was wearing a white speedo. The kids were pointing and laughing at it, saying they looked like tighty whities or a diaper.

Sonic made bubbles under the water and eventually slipped through the floatie before popping back out, splashing at the water in a panic.

“They’re NOT tighty whities~!” he cried before falling back under.

More bubbles came up before he came back out again. “They’re not diapers either! They’re speedos… and they’re COOL!”

Tails had to stifle his laughter a bit but realized Sonic was in some actual trouble here so he crawled out of the pool, standing in his light blue swim trunks, and reached out his hands.

“Okay. Grab my hands Sonic. We’re gonna teach you the doggie paddle. Simple. Easy. Come on.” Tails urged.

Sonic, lost in the panic and forgetting the indignity of needing his littlest brother Tails to comfort him, scrambled towards the edge of the pool to grab both Tails’ arms.

“Don’t let me go! Please!” Sonic cried and blubbered.

Tails snickered. “Don’t worry. I’m not gonna let you go, okay?”

“Pwomise?” Sonic’s eyes got all pathetic and anime bug-eyed for a second there, making the fox giggle some more.

“Promise. Now kick your legs please.” Tails ordered.

Sonic struggled to keep himself above water. He looked like a fish that was dying on land but, well, the opposite of that. He kept trying to keep himself above the water and choked and spat it out in response to his failings.

Eventually though, he managed to keep above it just a bit and felt himself start to float. Unknown to him, it was because his fast feet were making his legs kick off the water faster.

“Whoa… hey! You know, I think I’m doing it!” Sonic suddenly realized this when he hadn’t gargled chlorine in a bit. “Yeah! I’m really doing it! Hahaha! Take that you brats! I’m gonna be swimming circles around you in a minute!”

The kids who were watching this play out were just transfixed by this scene of this much older guy crying and whining like a literal baby over this. Seeing him shift to being so confident was a little funny.

“Hoooo’yeah! Look at me GO!” Sonic grinned, revving up faster. Tails’ arms began to jerk a bit with him bent down towards the pool.

“Uh, Sonic. You may want to chill out a bit. I can’t–!” Tails began.

“Nope! I never stop once I get started! We’re going all the way with this one buddy! All! THE! WAAAAY!” Sonic laughed and shouted.

His legs were a figure eight now. Tails saw all the water being kicked up in waves behind him and all the delighted kids diving into them for a great fun splash.

However, Tails was starting to get a bit uneven here. He couldn’t properly hold onto Sonic’s body with him vibrating so out of control like this.

“Sonic! You’re still learning here and I need to be able to hold on to you! Knock it off before I–!” Tails tried to warn but it was too late.

The fox let go and then Sonic zipped forward!

Tails fell back as Sonic ended up zooming over his stomach and face!

Tails was flat on the ground, eyes crossed and tongue out, a split made down his swim trunks that showed off his tiny assets to everyone. The kids there were shocked by this scene but they were even more surprised by how fast Sonic was still going.

Sonic was shocked as well. He hadn’t prepared to actually take off and ended up running in circles around the ceiling and the pool in several circular rushes that saw him eventually slamming through a window!

The kids in the pool all winced as they heard loud crashes and screams of pain happening off screen.

One of the kids reached into the pool and pulled out Sonic’s white speedo.

“I think he ran out of this…” The boy said.

Another crash was heard followed by a scream and then what sounded like someone getting kicked in the butt.

Sonic’s naked body slammed onto the other side of the window he just crashed through a bit later.

His eyes rolled and his flopping tongue drooled along the glass as he slowly slid down it, leaving behind a trail of drool.

The kids all began to laugh and point at the hedgehog’s tiny wee wee.

Meanwhile, Tails was scampering off to the locker room, blushing and holding his trunks up to his waist with his hands alone since Sonic broke the strap on them…

About thirty minutes later, Sonic was back in the pool, this time wearing a Dora the Explorer swim diaper and doing the doggie paddle on a boogie board with a female life-guard about his age standing at the edge with a whistle in her mouth.

“Come on. Just a few more Sonic. You don’t get to crash into the girls changing room and not do these lessons without a punishment factor now,” She said.

Sonic grumbled, suckling on the pacifier they plugged into his mouth so that they didn’t hear him complain. The kids in the pool all laughed.

In the background Tails was shown buying the four year old from earlier a pack of Skittles, now with a tiny rope around his swim trunks.

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Tale 1: END

—

Sonic sighed.

“So, all that crashing you did really was–?” Donovan asked for clarification.

“Yeah, so, I ran too fast and ended up crashing through several rooms of the place, including the girls locker room. They beat me up and I went splat against the window… naked… all in front of those kids…” Sonic blushed hard as he remembered the incident. “So there. That’s why I’m not too keen on taking any more swimming lessons. I can run on water anyway.”

“I wish I was there…” Amy smirked.

“Why?” Manic asked. “So you could see his peen? I bet you’ve seen it before.”

“Dude!” Sonic turned to face him.

“What? You’ve embarrassed yourself before. It’s no secret,” Manic giggled. “You’ve got nothing to show anyway.”

“You know you’re smaller than me down there right? Just like you to brag when you don’t think people will find out!” Sonic snapped.

“What did you–?!” Manic blushed and tried to grapple with Sonic. Tails just sighed and rubbed a hand down his face.

Donovan snickered. “I can vouch for Manic’s peen being really small. I don’t even need the lie detector on the stage to tell me that.”

Manic stopped his struggling with Sonic to turn back to face Donovan. In a whiney, pathetic voice he belted out a desperate “DONNYYYY!”

Donovan giggled along with the crowd. Charmy and Silver had themselves a nice laugh too. Whisper managed a smile. Shadow at least had his eyes cracked open now.

“Okay, okay. Enough of that. We’re moving on,” Donovan said. “Oh! Here’s a question for Tails.”

Tails perked up.

“This one is from Wonald,” Donovan read. “Tails, how do you relate to the other "Tails" that exist in the multiverse?”

“How do I… relate?” Tails said, thinking it over. “Well… I guess there is a story I can tell with regards to something like that. It’s a little embarrassing though…”

“You have no choice but to tell us the truth anyway,” Donovan laughed.

Tails nervously chuckled back. “Y-Yeah. Guess not… okay, here goes…”

—

Tale #2: Multi-Tails Picnic

Inspired by Wonald

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“An interdimensional picnic with my other selves. It’s almost too absurd to be called into question by the laws of nature. Therefore, it’s only fitting that it worked.” Tails sat and explained this to his interdimensional brothers, holding a bitten into sandwich.

He sat on the red and white checkerboard patterned blanket in the grass while he went over the particulars of how he managed to summon the two others sitting on the blanket with him.

One of them was Miles. He sat while sipping iced tea from an actual tea cup and glaring at Tails with his cheeks puffed out, doing his best to seem unimpressed. He had a can of branded iced tea so the fact that he was pouring it into a tea cup he brought himself seemed like the height of pretentiousness to Tails.

Yes, Miles went by Tails’ actual first name in his world. He hailed from Moebius and was the former partner or servant to Scourge the Hedgehog, a green anti-Sonic who is hell bent on doing everything in his power to differentiate himself from him. Miles may hate him but he shares the same disdain for actual Tails and poses as a more adult version of him even though they’re the same age.

He seriously believes dying a bit of his hair that awful, ugly gray color will make him look distinguished and older but it just makes him look weird.

He accepted the invitation to a picnic so that they could share scientist stories together. Hopefully, he’d find an avenue to gloat about his exploits during Tails’ rambling.

The other version of himself that sat here referred to himself as Nine. That was his name. He had nine extra metal tails grafted onto his backside to simulate the powerful nine-tailed fox. His normal two tails aren’t as bushy or as powerful as regular Tails but he could still fly with them at least.

Nine sat there sucking on a grape juice box with one hand over his knee, looking a little unimpressed. Tails’ confident look of self-satisfaction with his nose turned up at them and his eyes closed looked adorably cocky.

Nine stopped sipping on his juice to interrupt his superior daydream in order to state, “You know, interdimensional travel is something I nailed down long ago. In fact, your buddy Sonic’s tidbits were the reason you were able to figure it out and set up this picnic.”

Tails’ eyes burst open and a dopey smile crossed his face.

“I’d say Sonic probably knew more about it then you did at one point,” Nine said, condescendingly but smiling with a sense of smug superiority.

Miles grinned as Nine talked and then began chuckling when he saw sweat pour down Tails’ face. He couldn’t help but throw a comment in himself.

“Aww. What’s the matter?” Miles asked, grabbing a sandwich from the now empty basket in front of them. “Upset that Sonic’s smarter than you?”

Tail flinched and then made a pouty face. “Sonic isn’t smarter than me. He’s not dumb but he’s certainly not on my level. I also doubt he ever understood interdimensional travel as I did even if he did experience it before me.” He then leered at Miles. “Also, what are you so smug about? It’s not like you figured out anything. You use star posts to travel between dimensions and junk.”

Miles’ face shifted from a happy grin to a frown, instantly.

“It’s not like utilizing starpost technology is a walk in the park,” Miles snapped.

“Well, I can do it too, so who cares?” Tails said. “It’s not a thing you have over me.”

Nine sipped on his juice. “Still not as impressive as not needing a post at all.”

Miles turned to leer at Nine and then flicked the bottom of his juice box, making him sputter a bit as it dribbled down his chin.

“Guh! What was that for?” Nine snapped, coughing and then letting out an embarrassing burp. It made the other two Tails giggle. “Hardy har. How childish.”

“Childish?” Miles took offense. “Whats childish is thinking you’re better than us because you didn’t need star posts but took control of a bunch of magic crystals to achieve what you wanted.”

“I did not. It was more complicated than that,” Nine said defensively.

“Explain it to us then,” Tails smirked.

“How about I just punch the meaning of my ability into you,” Nine stood up. “There’s nothing complicated about a fist to the face now is there?”

“You wanna go?” Tails stood up, readying his fists and smiling with a peppy disposition. “Let’s go then.”

“Haha,” Miles grinned. “What babies. Resorting to viol–” He started but then Nine swatted him across the face with one of his metal appendages, making Miles spin in place before stopping with his eyes rolling.

He shook his head to clear the dizziness away and then growled at Nine. “Okay then. Allow me to participate in the scuffle.” He rolled up his sleeve.

“There you go!” Nine couldn’t help but grin as he splayed all his tails out, getting into a fighting stance as well.

The three of them stared each other down… before a portal opened up behind them.

They all turned to look at this surprise opening in the void of space and time and were even more surprised to see who stepped out of it.

It looked like a really, really young version of themselves. His fur was brown and he was half their size.

“I got your invitation but then you went and sent another one saying it was canceled,” The smaller Tails said. “I knew it hadn’t actually been canceled! You just didn’t want me there because I look like a baby to you! That’s gotta be it!”

The three other Tails’ looked on with confusion.

“Wait… is this the four and half year old version of us from that crazy, cartoony dimension?” Nine asked. Tails had told them about him. He sent him an invite too but rescinded it when he found out how young this version of himself was.

“Yeah,” Tails said. “I sent him correspondence and he was going on and on about the Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog like it was a show. So I called his universe the AoSth Dimension.”

“Aww. He’s adorable,” Miles said with a snicker.

AoSth Tails pouted and put his hands on his hips as he leaned forward. “Don’t talk to me like I’m a little kid. I mean, I am one but still. I wanted to hang out and you guys flaked on me because you think I’m dumb or something right? Well that’s the height of bad manners. Like, it’s SO rude! So I’m gonna teach you guys some manners instead.”

Tails smiled. “Oh? And how are you gonna do that?”

“By beating you up, duh,” AoSth Tails said, matter of factly.

The other Tails’ glanced at each other and then snickered before bursting out laughing.

“Oh yeah? Sure. Go ahead then!” Miles offered.

“Okay,” AoSth Tails shrugged before zipping forward and ramming an explosive fist right into Miles’ gut!

It made his stomach go concave!

Miles’ eyes bugged out and he went ridgid, spasming and jerking over the tiny Tails’ fist. The white pants he had on lowered to his knees and he slumped there, wearing his Bulbasaur briefs out in the open now.

Tails and Nine gasped with surprise. Nine figured this had to be a misdirection of some sort and went to restrain AoSth Tails before he could continue.

It didn’t work. Smaller Tails jumped and did gymnastics over the metal tail before ramming both his feet into Nine’s face!

Nine drooled and his eyes crossed as he stumbled back. Before he could fall, however, his metal tail was grabbed by AoSth Tails and yanked forward so that he could be given a harsh headbutt!

“BLAAGH!” Nine sputtered and fell hard onto his back, legs in the air.

Tails drew back his fist and flew towards AoSth Tails with the intent of knocking him to the ground.

“No disrupting the picnic with your shenanigans!” Tails snapped.

AoSth Tails grabbed Nine’s pants while his legs were still sticking up and swung him around like a wet dishrag. He was launched out of his pants and his head cracked against Tails’ jaw, sending him falling backwards as well.

Nine landed on top of normal Tails, down to his Barney briefs and spasming in weird humps. His eyes were rolling too now.

Miles was gasping as he held his gut, knees knocking as he tried to see straight. AoSth Tails flew over to him and karate chopped the back of his neck, making him seize up with a dopey grin.

He then fell over as a wetness spread in his briefs. AoSth Tails grabbed the hem of his shirt before he fell over entirely.

Tails pushed Nine off of him and growled as he flew over to him, way faster than before.

“Sorry about underestimating you but there’s no way you’re gonna–!”

AoSth Tails reeled his fist back and then rammed it right into Tails’ gut!

The force of the impact made Tails’ eyes cross and his tongue jet out like a dart. However, the impact was literally explosive this time. Tails’ clothes exploded into shreds off his body and he was down to his Care Bear briefs.

Tails fell onto his knees, tongue out and drooling all over himself.

AoSth Tails dusted his hands off and went over to Nine, lifting him up and putting him into a choking sleeperhold.

“You’re not sorry you underestimated me. You’re just sorry you got caught,” He said in a rather unforgiving tone.

Nine gurgled and drooled, spasming and humping at random until his body settled down, wetness spreading along his briefs too. AoSth Tails removed his shirt by ripping it to shreds and let him collapse to the grass before approaching regular Tails.

“Now go to sleep.”

With an uppercut, he launched Tails into the air like a flipping pancake and let him fall into the open basket of picnic goodies. His eyes were rolling and his tongue remained out. He was seeing stars and hearing chirping birdies all while the wetness spread in his briefs too.

AoSth Tails dragged Nine and Miles over to the basket and stuffed their unconscious bodies inside of it next. The basket was rather small so the action made them look like an overstuffed fox oreo.

He sat on the picnic blanket and began eating all the food that was already out of it while the three unconscious versions of himself all slept with their wet butts sticking out of the basket, on top of one another. He giggled when he heard one of them start to snore.

“Yeah, that’s right,” He sneered. “Take a beddy bye nappy poo just like a more mature and older version of myself would.”

—

Tale 2: END

—

Tails’ eyes were closed and he was blushing a bit.

“So… yeah that was… not the best picnic…” Tails sighed eventually. “The lesson there is never underestimate me. No matter what age I am.”

The crowd clapped and laughed, as per the reaction to such an embarrassing tale.

Donovan giggled to himself too. Sonic patted Tails’ back while Manic snickered and ruffled his hair.

“I guess you guys relate to one another by fighting?” Sonic suggested.

“We relate to one another by being stripped to our undies and knocked unconscious a lot… except for one of us, I guess…” Tails muttered, sounding bitter as hell.

Charmy snickered. “Poor baby.”

“Shut up,” Tails said. “You of all people shouldn’t be talking.”

“What’s that mean?” Charmy huffed.

“You don’t need me to spell it out for you. You already know. Or do we need to find and bring Bradley on stage?” Tails responded.

Charmy crossed his arms and sat back down, grumbling under his breath.

“On that note, I think our heroes need a bit of time to think things through for their next questions,” Donovan said with a cheery smile. “We’ll be taking a commercial break but don’t touch that dial… or streaming service app. I guess there’s no commercials if you’re streaming this. I dunno… this is a good place to pause and get snacks. Yeah. We’ll go with that. See you after the break!”

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The Interview Show has begun. Thanks to your questions, I have an endless amount of prompts for the stories these guys are going to tell. See you next time when we go into more of them. Only had time for two this time but who knows? Maybe more will be here next time we do this. Until then, stay tuned and tell me which tale you liked the most.