#and they can bullet point every truth that counteracts everything in my head

[skyeateyourdonuts]

everyone is normal im the bod monster on the hill having a break down bc i didnt get a goodbye

[ultra-asgaridanwarrior]

Words Left Unsaid (Rip Hunter x Reader)

Word Count: 1627

Warnings: Angst. Bullet wound and blood.

Summary: After a nasty injury from Vandal Savage leaves one of his teammates hurt, Rip must come to terms with difficult truths.

A/N: This is was originally requested by one of my close friends and posted on Quotev. Hope you enjoy!

Rip was still getting over his wife and son’s deaths.

The Time Master had tried going against Vandal Savage on his own, to no avail, which is why he had assembled the Legends in the first place, why he risked getting on the Time Masters’ bad side, why he stole the Waverider. It was all in efforts to stop him from taking the lives of his family. But he was starting to question whether they could actually pull it off.

Gideon had caught word of Savage’s leading engineer, one Michael Reyer, was attending a science and technology expo in Berlin, Germany 1948. Rip let out a soft sigh as he went over every scenario that the Legends could screw up time for the worse.

Rip came to the conclusion that he was lying to himself if he believed that anything the team did could save his family. The male knew that their deaths were a fixed point in time and yet he still fought. But even more so, he was lying to himself about Y/N. She was, ironically, the one that kept him fighting, that gave him hope. When Rip selected her to be part of the Legends he did so only with the criteria that her absence in the timeline would be trivial.

Y/N had also been one of the many causes of Rip’s anxiety. Her underdeveloped seismic powers had caused the San Francisco Earthquake to hit a year too early. But the way that her (eye-color)ed eyes looked at him with compassion and no judgment, the way that she would try, and mostly succeed, in making Rip laugh, the way that she would make sure that the Captain was doing alright….

After all that….Rip hadn’t expected to fall for her.

So like a man on a mission, hardened by battle, Rip pushed away those feelings and, subsequently, found himself pushing Y/N away in the process.

Y/N saw her chance and she took it. While the team was preoccupied with fighting off guards, Vandal’s engineer was able to sneak away. Knowing that Rip would probably let him slip through their fingers, the female did not even wait for permission before following in pursuit.

Rip’s words were still fresh in her memory and echoed in her mind: ‘You talk big but when it really comes to it, it’s all just words Y/N. So kindly, get over yourself.’  The British male had not meant the words he had said, the two adults simply got into a heated argument and said many things they didn’t mean.

The target was not particularly trained in combat so he should have been an easy target…that should have been the first indication that something was not right, but in the pursuit Y/N’s thoughts became blurred.

As she came to a large open courtyard the female glared at the man, “Mr. Reyer, you are coming with me. We can do this the hard way or the less hard way.” The pompous man, had the nerve to scoff at her which caused Y/N’s guard to drop for a split second.

Pain. Red Hot, Dull Pain. Y/N was too alarmed to let out a scream of pain as she looked down to see blood starting to spread down her shirt. Dazed, Y/N placed a hand over the wound, her adrenaline slowly fading and the sharp pain slowly overtaking her. Falling to her knees, all her energy left her and she met the ground. The shock would come next, Y/N thought.

But before the shock claimed her, she was able to make out Vandal Savage in the shadows. “This isn’t personal Ms. Y/L/N….it seems that you mean something to Captain Hunter and I intend to make him suffer.” At this point the bearded man was towering over her, Reyer standing behind him with a permanent smirk etched on his face.

Savage crouched next to Y/N and applied pressure to the wound that she had sustained at his hands. Without thought, she out a yelp of pain and Vandal’s eyes shimmered with a sick glee. “The bullet inside you was developed by Mr. Reyer here, meant to simultaneously cancel your powers and deliver doses of vibrations. A taste of your own medicine I suppose.”

Y/N wanted nothing more than to wipe that grin off his face but the pain betrayed her and Vandal saw the fear in her eye-color eyes. He chuckling manically. “Do not worry my dear, it won’t kill you. No….that would be far too merciful. You see, when killed Captain Hunter’s wife and child, it broke him. Hurting you sends a message to him: I can destroy him.”

Like a ghost he passed over her as she shook from the pain. The League of Assassins had taught Y/N well and she knew that the shock would have been the next thing to kill her and in turn, she knew how to counteract it.

Downside, without the shock she felt the the raw searing pain. The bullet had lodged itself in her lower chest and like Savage had promised, a current of vibrations radiated pain throughout her whole body. The vibrations that went through her hurt more than the shooting itself…it was more pain that Y/N had ever felt in her life.

The pain was so strong, so real….that it had consumed her to the point that she almost didn’t register letting out a blood curdling scream.

Rip was less than pleased as the fight ended, he knew it was all a distraction. Savage was probably gone with the engineer, Reyer. His finger on the trigger, he sent a bullet into the other guard. An icer, of course, the guard would be out for hours. “Are we all good?” Rip called out, putting his gun in it’s holster.

There were some groans as the Legends had sustained a few bumps and bruises but asides from that, they all seemed alright.

“Wait. Where’s Y/N?” Ray asked. Proving that the universe was out to get Rip.

Those three words had the power to shake Rip to his core. His eyes whipped around the room in hopes to find her. Swallowing a lump in his throat, he looked among the pile of the dead. Images of their fight flooded his memory and it was enough to make him tear up. He couldn’t lose her, not now, not after that fight.

As he felt his whole world slipping, he heard a scream that could only belong to Y/N. A moment of dead silence passed between the legends, she sounded in immense pain, such terrible pain that it would have been merciful to lay her to rest. Rip almost didn’t recognize it for he had never heard her in such pain. But she’s alive, the voice in Rip prompted him to react and made his legs carry him towards the sound of the screaming.

He knew it could have easily been a trap, but he didn’t care. Not a word was uttered among the Legends before they took off in a sprint after him.

Rip’s trench coat, flew through the wind and slowed to a stop; when the image that would haunt his memory came into his eye line. There Y/N was, curled up, surrounded by a pool of her own blood. She was trembling, in pain, but still alive, for her constant scream filled the space. Everything blurred away as he could see was the woman cared so deeply about, that he realized he loved, was in pain.

The stinging tears fell down his face as he took Y/N in his arms and cradled her in him, as if trying to tell her it was all okay. He felt a vibration inside her and his heart broke as she let out another anguished cry. Gideon, he spoke, his voice choked with tears. Prepare the med-bay for a critical.

Rip could read it in the Legends faces. The pity, the sadness, the realization that Y/N might not survive. But that didn’t matter, it couldn’t be true. There were still words left unsaid…

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Extended ending:

Y/N was dead. She had to be, for there was no more pain. Was it what death felt like? She couldn’t remember a world without the excruciating pain she had only just experienced.

Her eyes fluttered open and immediately Y/N was greeted by a white light. As her vision settled, she found herself in the med bay of the Waverider.  “What?” Y/N muttered in confusion, a blunt pain radiating in her head, assuring her that she was alive. Ms. Y/L/N, you’re awake, you heard Gideon say with warmth. I will alert Captain Hunter right away.

Rip, she thought. Joy overtook her but quickly diminished as she remembered the fight they had prior to the mission. To her it had only taken a few hours ago. But to Rip, it had been a little over four weeks, with no definite chance that Y/N would wake up.

Groaning, Y/N sat up from the med bay bed, her bare feet touching the metal ground. Miss Y/N, I would not advise you to get up. You have been in a coma for 32 days. You must rest.

The female was about to tell the AI that 32 days of rest was more than enough, when the sound of feet rushing up the med bay doors caught her attention. The doors opened with a hiss and she saw Rip standing there. His eyes were wet with tears as he smiled at her and Y/N couldn’t help but smile back.

��Hello stranger,” the female finally spoke.

[mind-reader1]

Queen of Hearts (Ch.21)

Drake x MC (Emma Barnes)

TRR AU: What would happen if Emma loved Drake but had to marry Liam?

Catch up here

Warnings: NSFW, maybe some cursing? Honestly I don’t remember

Note: I just found out my grandpa has cancer and won’t be doing treatment. In addition to that, I’ve just got a lot of shit going on right now, things are scheduled to post every Tuesday/Thursday and Saturday, but I don’t know how much I’ll be on here. Please be patient with me. If I don’t interact with you or post or comment or whatever, I promise I’m not ignoring you.

Word Count: 2,990

Summary: Worst nightmares come to life for one of our poor babies, I’m not cruel enough to put you through two funerals so there’s only one. 

Chapter 21: Mirrors - Justin Timberlake

'Cause I don't wanna lose you now

I'm looking right at the other half of me

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Is a space that now you hold

Show me how to fight for now

And I'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Coming back into you once I figured it out

You were right here all along

It's like you're my mirror

My mirror staring back at me

I couldn't get any bigger

With anyone else beside of me

And now it's clear as this promise

That we're making two reflections into one

'Cause it's like you're my mirror

My mirror staring back at me, staring back at me

Yesterday is history

Tomorrow's a mystery

I can see you looking back at me

Keep your eyes on me

Baby, keep your eyes on me

Drake stood frozen, staring at the coffin in front of him, he’d barely been making it through the days since that night. He felt empty, broken, his other half, his better half, his whole world had died in his arms. He couldn’t protect her, he was too late, Liam blamed him to make matters worse. He had lost both of his best friends now, he was alone at court. He couldn’t even see her one last time, it was closed casket because the damage had been too extensive, no one wanted the people’s last thought of Emma to look like that. They put up Drake’s favorite picture of her, she was all dolled up for a ball, looking over her shoulder at someone laughing because of what they’d said, her long blonde curls cascading down her back. It killed Drake to look at it, his heart shattering a little more every time, though he didn’t even think that was possible, but he still couldn’t bring himself to look away. Looking away meant that he had to look at the coffin, a reminder that she really was gone forever. One by one her friends came and dropped a rose and some dirt into her grave, whispering goodbyes. Drake went last, dropping in a sunflower, since that was her favorite, he dropped more tears than anything though. He couldn’t believe this had happened, after everything. He had taken a bullet for her the first time, if he had just been sleeping in her room that night, they wouldn’t be here. She would still be curled up in his arms, safe, breathing deeply with her head on his chest. Drake fell to his knees, his whole body wracked with sobs and guilt, he had promised to protect her, to love her forever. They were supposed to have forever together though, now he would have to spend forever alone.

Liam had found comfort with Olivia and frankly, Drake hated his guts for it. He claimed to have loved Emma, but so quickly moved onto Olivia, getting the kind of support he so desperately wanted and needed. Sure, everyone missed her, but no one understood Drake’s pain, he couldn’t even put in into words. The closest he could come to describing it was soul crushing oblivion. He didn’t even know how to begin to live life without her, she had completely turned his world upside down and set it on fire just to leave him, to deal with the cleanup. He couldn’t blame her though, she had only gone down to the vault because she was trying to solve the mystery, protect her friends, protect him. He got back to the palace and peeled off every piece of his all black suit he had bought just for this, he wanted to burn it, he hated it, hated everything it represented. He caught a glimpse of a picture sitting on his desk, it was a picture of them from New York, before Liam had proposed. He had handed her a stuffed animal, she smiled down at it, squeezing it in her arms, Drake was smiling down at her, the happiest man alive in that moment. He flipped the picture face down, grateful for Maxwell’s stupid scrapbook, without it he wouldn’t have any proof she had ever chosen him. Wandering to her room in a drunken stupor he found it was cleared out already except for the same stuffed animal on her bed. Sitting there, just waiting for her to return. Drake collapsed again, unable to see through the flood of tears running down his face, broken glass in his hand from the bottle of whiskey he had been carrying. He reached out to the stuffed animal clinging to it, holding it against his heart as if he could somehow will her back to life.

“You asked me to love you till the day you die, well that wasn’t supposed to be until we were old and grey! I don’t know how to do this without you Emma.” His words were muffled into the bear, it still smelled like her. Warm vanilla, a hint of strawberries and fragrant flowers. Normally it was heady and intoxicating, Emma’s skin brushing against his, this time it only brought him a little comfort, aiding the alcohol in numbing the pain to a dull ache in his heart.

“Don’t move!” Emma opened her eyes to find Mara standing there, having already disarmed Justin, leveling his own gun at his chest. She was bewildered, checking her body to see if she was still solid, still alive. She was on the floor, she must have passed out, her head throbbing, a large bump forming where she must have hit it.

“Get the fuck away from Barnes!” Liam and Drake came rushing down the stairs, Emma breathed in a sigh of relief when she saw them, she was safe, she was indeed still alive. Lucretia still had one trick up her sleeve though, taunting Olivia once more about not knowing her past. She leaned against the wall and a large crack opened, the ceiling beginning to collapse around them. Mara grabbed Lucretia before she could get away, but Justin was quicker and disappeared into the dust. Liam rushed in and Emma thought he was going after her, but he pulled Olivia out and Drake grabbed Emma just moments before the ceiling collapsed where they had been standing. Drake enveloped Emma in his arms, she breathed in deep, inhaling his familiar scent of leather, whiskey and aftershave. One of his arms held her flush against his body, while his other gently stroked her hair, whispering soothing sweet nothings in her ear. Seeing that gun leveled on her brought him back to the homecoming ball, he thought he was going to lose her again, and he knew he wouldn’t survive that. Drake looked over at Liam, expecting to see a pang of jealousy on his friends face, instead he smiled softly, Liam was too focused on Olivia to even notice them. Olivia was tough, but she was visibly shaken by the encounter, Liam gently rubbing her arms and talking to her in hushed tones. Maybe there was hope for Liam after all, Drake thought. They escorted the women to their rooms, Drake stopping outside of Emma’s door, the charade was up. Mara and the rest of the guard now knew about them, not that it was a well-kept secret, but it was confirmed now. He tried to leave Emma, but she yanked his hand back, refusing to let go.

“Drake. You can’t leave me, not now.” He glanced nervously at Mara, but she kept her eyes ahead. He nodded and followed Emma into her room, holding her, gently tracing small circles on her back to try and help her fall asleep. He ended up falling asleep first, every time Emma closed her eyes she saw Justin pointing the gun at her, the vision of Drake haunting her every thought. They traveled to the palace the next day, everyone still shaken by what had occurred in the vault, Lucretia being transferred to a secure location where she could be interrogated. Drake refused to leave Emma’s side, both of them scared that Anton was lurking around every corner. She couldn’t bring herself to tell Drake about it, she knew it would hurt him than he already had been, she could feel Drake’s pain in that vision, she knew neither of them would be able to survive losing the other. She couldn’t let him out of her site until Anton was found. Olivia hardly left Liam’s side, needing the comfort more than she cared to admit, and trying to figure out a way to annul her marriage to Anton. After a week, Mara had a security briefing ready for them, everyone meeting in one of the dining halls. Maxwell blamed himself, the Beaumont’s had been the one to hire Justin, but the truth was he had fooled everyone and so there was no one to blame. Anton saw an opening to get close to the Royal court and he took it.

“I shudder to think what could have happened if he got to you before you and Emma are married before there’s an heir.” The weight of Regina’s words hitting everyone, she didn’t know about Drake and Emma, they hadn’t had the heart to tell her as she and Constantine were so excited for Liam. They would need to be married and produce an heir quickly if Anton wasn’t caught. That put even more pressure on her, and pressure on Drake, all of them would be forced into the role of parents even if they weren’t ready. Even if they hadn't figured out how it was going to work long term.

“Yes, that’s concerning.” Liam mumbled.

“It must be the reason for ancient ascension laws, to counteract schemes like this.” Olivia flinched at Regina’s words, even if she wasn’t behind this, she couldn’t help but feel responsible as it was her husband and aunt plotting it all without her knowledge.

“What’s the plan then? How are we going to stop Anton from attacking again?” Emma was still anxious, she wanted this whole ordeal to be over with.

“Your duchy. We haven’t yet been on the tour and I doubt they will be expecting us to go there.” Everyone nodded their approval, Emma was excited to see her duchy finally, Valtoria. On the drive there, Emma found herself daydreaming about what it would look like. Was it grand? Was it quaint and homey? Nothing she could dream up compared to it once they finally arrived. She squeezed Drake’s hand as she looked out the window, a gleaming lake spread out in front of them, a luscious forest at the edge of her duchy, and a large, but simple estate designed to look like a castle in the center of it all. Before they could get two steps up the drive, a woman dressed in a suit greeted them, introducing herself as Gladys. She showed them around the estate and grounds, Emma’s duchy had it all. Stables, a menagerie, the beautiful estate, a lake, and of course the forest. In the grand hall though, Emma was blown away by the throne’s beauty, but it left a sour taste in her mouth, a reminder that she would have to sit on a throne beside Liam instead of on Drake’s lap as they curled up together in the room around her. Gladys ended the tour with the master bedroom, she wanted to show just her and Liam something, but Emma insisted everyone stay. If it was something meant to be private, she wanted Drake there with her. Gladys led her and Liam out to a balcony before quietly stepping away.

“I believe this is for you and Drake.” Liam whispered before slipping away, Drake joining her there on the balcony, looking out over her duchy. The hills turned into mountains, the lake going as far as the eye could see.

“It’s perfect.” She breathed out. Drake grabbed her waist and pulled her close to him.

“I could see this being our home someday. After the press has died down, you and I can slip away from the palace and live here, returning when we’re needed.” Emma’s heart ached, she wanted nothing more than that with Drake, but it felt like it would never happen, like it was all a fantasy.

“Drake, my home is in your eyes, your arms, your heartbeat. You’re my home, it doesn’t matter where we are. I love you.” He leaned down to kiss her softly, resting his forehead against hers. Sometimes he still didn’t believe she had picked him, that he could have gotten so lucky as to have someone as amazing as Emma love him.

“I love you too Em.” Later, her friends spread out as they explored the rest of the estate, Emma found Drake out in the stables, she knew it was where he felt calmest.

“Hey you.” He turned and smiled, continuing to brush one of the horses.

“This place is huge Barnes. A little overwhelming.”

“I know what you mean, I feel like I’ve barely seen any of it, even after the tour.” Drake turned to her with a mischievous grin on his face.

“Feel like taking a private tour with me?”

“I think you already know the answer to that.” Drake saddled up the horses, he and Emma riding off into a forest trail. They followed the trail to a clearing by a large lake, Emma and Drake jumping off their horses.

“It still doesn’t feel real.” Emma looked at Drake confused. “I can’t believe that you chose me, that this is all yours, that you’re still the same woman I fell in love with despite it all.” Emma smiled and grabbed Drake’s hand, giggling as he spun her around so her back was to him.

“It’s ours Drake, no matter who I’m married to, everything I have, including my heart will always belong to you.” Drake began swaying and kissed her, he felt reassured by her words, he hated that he let his fears keep ruining moments like this for him. They broke away breathless, Emma very aware of his hands now lingering on her hips.

“It still feels weird Barnes.”

“We could always build ourselves a cabin here, add a porch where we can sit in our rocking chairs and stare out at the water.” Drake began kissing down her neck, pulling on her ear lobe with his teeth, his hot breath tickling her ear.

“I like that idea Barnes.” His hands wandered down her leg, and back up, his nails and rough calluses dragging against the sensitive skin inside her thighs. He slowly unbuttoned her pants, Emma gasping as his hands slid into her pants, teasing her over her thong.

“Drake.” She tried to turn to face him, but he held her in place, his hand pushing her panties aside to tease her clit. Emma moaned and leaned back into Drake, his bulge pushing against her. Emma lost herself in his touch, Drake too focused on the sound of Emma’s moans to notice that the sun had gotten quite low since they left.

“Drake.” Emma was so close, he knew it too, they were so focused on each other, they didn’t hear the horse approaching.

“Emma, Drake, we were wor-Oh!” Emma and Drake jumped apart, Liam staring at them with a scowl on his face. Emma turned, her cheeks bright red, as she buttoned up her pants.

“I, um, well everyone was worried because we couldn’t find you and then noticed some horses were missing. We should head back before it’s too dark.” Liam turned to ride away.

“Liam!” Emma called after him, but he was already gone. She turned to Drake and sighed, they could never seem to get the timing right.

“I guess we should go.” He helped her back onto her horse and followed her, heading back towards the estate. Emma slept alone that night and for the first time since Lythikos she got a good night's sleep, but Hana was pounding on her door early the next morning. She had invited her parents to the lighting festival tomorrow and they had accepted, she hadn't seen them since she blatantly disobeyed them, she was worried to say the least. They walked down to the boutique together, Emma attempting to calm her friends’ nerves. Bertrand was late, but he already had the perfect dress picked out for her as always. It was meant to represent her house sigil, a phoenix. It was a high neck, blue, orange and red hues all mixed together with gold swirls accenting her chest. A long cape flowing behind the dress, it even had a matching hat, but she felt absolutely ridiculous wearing it so she left it at the boutique. Emma tried to leave and go check on last minute preparations, but Bertrand followed her around, lecturing her about anything and everything he could think of.

“Are you going to lecture me about safe sex too Bertrand? Or do you think Drake and I are responsible enough?” She snapped, Bertrand's eyes grew wide as Emma's hands flew to her mouth, realizing what she had just said. As if it couldn't get any worse, Drake chose that moment to walk into the room. Bertrand didn't know about Emma and Drake, he'd be pissed, cat was out of the bag now though.

“You slept with the commoner?! Are you trying to ruin the Beaumont house name? What about Liam?”

“So, I'm not good enough for Emma because I'm a commoner, but you're somehow good enough for my sister?”

“No, I, that's not what I meant Drake.” Bertrand was scrambling for the right words.

“I love Drake and that's never going to change no matter what anyone thinks. Liam and I have had an arrangement since New York. I'm marrying him to keep my friends, the people I love, and Cordonia safe. You of all people should know that status doesn't matter! It wasn't fair of you to place the responsibility of keeping your house afloat on me, you got what you wanted anyways, so just leave us be Bertrand.” he stood there for a moment shocked, Emma had never spoken to him that way, no one ever had. He shuffled away, and Drake turned to Emma.

“That was so hot, and this dress is absolutely stunning on you. If I didn't know better I'd say you were trying to kill me Barnes.” he said trying to distract himself from the anger towards Bertrand rising in him.

“I can always take it off.” She leaned in and whispered. Drake pretended to collapse, and Emma rolled her eyes at him.

“That would surely kill me Barnes because you're drop dead gorgeous.” He leaned in for a kiss, but Emma turned away, noticing Liam entering the room.

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Next time: Get ready for some good smut, since I left ya’ll with that awful cliffhanger and start of this chapter 

[cutegirlmayra]

Number 2: Tails and Zooey (Tails is geeking over some kind of tech or geeky thing)

Oh lol. This will be interesting xD

(x)

Prompt: (Boom universe)

Tails flew to the brim of the stacks upon stacks of food products Zooey sold as she waved up to him from below.

“Wow, Tails. I can’t imagine how useful it would be to fly whenever I wanted too.” She put her hands together as he flew down, scratching the back of his head.

“It was nothin’. Though I do admit, I never liked my tails at the start.” he looked back to his strange mutation, and flicked them out, before looking back to Zooey. “You could say they… grew on me. Haha!” he stepped to one foot and shrugged out his pun, hoping to make her laugh.

She did, and it filled him with joy to see her giggle.

“And you’re funny too! I wish I had as many useful talents as you do, Tails.” she nodded, and looked to her stacks of fruits and vegetables. “All I seem to be able to accomplish in my life is how to grow things.” she sighed, but kept her pleasant smile.

“Ah! T-th-that’s not true!” Tails quickly sped himself in front of her gaze, shaking his hands out, and then gesturing back to her, feeling a horrible sting on his heart and hearing her think that. “Y-you grow more than that! I mean, you help people grow too!”

“…Huh?” She tilted her head, not understanding.

“Umm… uhh..” Tails turned away, before looking back at her. “Like… when we first met, I thought of every silly, nonethical, and especially degrading stunt you could imagine to get your attention! But once I learned how to feel comfortable with my own skill-set, I learned that it’s okay to be myself around you. You teach people to feel comfortable about who they are, without some cheap, side gimmicks.” he turned shy a moment and kicked the ground with his foot, looking up and then down from her and then away. As if he couldn’t look her in the eye while saying all those truths.

Zooey placed a hand on her heart, “Aww~” she walked over and kissed his cheek. “You’re the greatest, Tails!” she waved him goodbye and went back to work.

He swayed back… and forth… before shaking his head, stopping himself from swooning further.

‘Hey! Compliments gets kisses! Gotta log that.’ He pulled out his cute Hello Doggy notebook and pen, writing his notes down.

He suddenly looked over his notes on ‘how wooing should go, Main objective: Next level!!!’ with Zooey’s name covered in decorative designs and hearts.

He closed the book, pouting.

‘This is taking too long…’ he slowly turned his head to peek around his shoulder to Zooey, unaware of him, at the moment.

“Hmm…” he tapped the Hello Doggy pen up against his cheek, then got an idea.

‘I know! I’ll make a data chart! Once I formulate a fail-safe plan on how to win Zooey over, I won’t need to feel so shy anymore!’ he put the pen and journal away, heading home.

“S-see ya later, Zooey!” he waved behind him, still trying to summon enough confidence to continue being around her longer.

She waved back, “Bye, Tails.” Very casually.

‘Huh…” Tails lowered his hand, turning sorrowful. ‘You know.. Sometimes I can’t tell if we’re even dating or not…’ he flew off.

Sitting at home, he made his chart!

There was one problem… he couldn’t connect everything together into a perfect, foolproof plan… the course could take a number of turns and he honestly didn’t know her THAT well enough to know what would happen if something went wrong… other than her walking away… which he knew of from the first time he tried wooing her.

“Augh!” he fell back on his chair, closing his eyes, “After millions of years with men living among women… you’d think even ONE of us would have cracked the code… or skimmed the surface enough to make one, sure plan of action.” he threw an arm over his eyes, sighing…

Then he got it.

The greatest epiphany of all mankind.

The thing that would ensure that any man could woo any woman!

But he didn’t care about that, he just wanted Zooey to love him!

Or at least… get some more proof that she did, anyway!

He threw himself up.

-scene change-

“I’m sure you’ve all been wondering why I’ve gathered you here today.”

Tails stood on a podium, as a group of ‘men only’ were present for the council, as even the Mayor was sitting in the chair, looking at the pamphlet that stated, ‘How to get your girl, the scientific discovery of a lifetime! -Miles “Tails” Prower’.

“What do you think about this, Knuckles?” Sonic leaned over to Knuckles, not WANTING to be here… but here nonetheless…

He had his arms folded as Knuckles chowed down on refreshments and food.

“I don’t know! Why am I even here? Oh, wait! I remember.” he kissed a piece of pizza and then ate it. “H-hey! It works!” he gestured to Sonic who rolled his eyes.

“Actually, I’m honestly banking on this for the rest of my life.” Fastidious Beaver stated, looking done with the rest of his life…

Eggman, Orbot, and Cubot had disguised themselves as woodland creatures to attend too, as Eggman eagerly took his seat, trying to be inconspicuous.

“Finally! A bullet-proof plan to make wemon all over the world swoon at my feet! With a big enough army equipped with my spectacular weaponry, I’ll be unstoppable! After all, who would hit a lady!?” Eggman gestured, sure this was the right place to be.

Orbot sighed, “I just want to find a nice robot with a heart of gold…literally, that element is known to be quite desirable.”

Cubot shrugged, “Eh. I’m just here to boo. BOO!! BOO!!! Down with innovation!!”

Eggman shut him up by smashing his head down, “Quiet you! I’m trying to come off subtle.”

Some villagers turned around, glaring.

Eggman waved at them nervously, before flicking his animal ear, trying to look authentic.

“Now then, it’s time to reveal my super-exclusive, one of a kind, sure way to get a woman to fall in love with ya! That’s right! I’ve broken the female psyche!”

“He’s mad! Ehem.” Someone called out, but it sounded like a higher pitch… before grumbling back down into a deeper voice.

Tails fidgeted a little, and moved on. “Uhh… well… To be clear, it’s actually rather simple… just… complicated on execution.”

“You’ll have an execution if you’re wrong! Ehem.” that same voice…

Tails shook it off, looking offended.

“As I was saying…” he glared out at the crowd, before revealing his powerpoint! “Tah-dah!”

It had two steps on it.

Sonic raised an eyebrow, as Knuckles pointed and laughed, before dropping it. “I don’t get it.”

“You see!” Tails flew over to it, pointing with his withdrawable stick. “Women, in their natural dialogue, will say something negative about themselves almost 40% of the time. Depends on the mood.” he shrugged, before flying over to step two, “The trick is,” he looked like he was getting excited, explaining his findings. “To really get their hearts going, you need to be able to apply the negative information you just learned… and deflect it!” he swished his pointer out, as the men ‘ooh’d before Knuckles said again,-

“I don’t get it.”

Tails drooped his ears, annoyed, before going back to stage one.

“Okay. Look. It’s simple. But you have to be creative.” he clicked the powerpoint to show a generic girl on it.

“Hey! That’s my sister!”

“Ohh!” he shook his head, “Fine, I have another picture.”

It was another generic girl.

“Hey, that’s my twin sister!”

“UGH!”

Tails clicked it again.

“Hey, that’s my step-sister!”

Click.

“Half-Sister!”

“UGGH!!! Okay, no visuals! Just look at the board!” Tails gestured to it again. “If a girl says something bad or mean or just plain awful about herself, you counteract it by saying something wonderful, meaning, and true about themselves! It’s that simple! The more times you succeed, the more they’ll want to be around you cause you make them feel good about themselves.”

The men all looked around at each other.

“The only problem is that we never pick up on it. We barely notice when we say those negative things about ourselves…” Tails looked down, fiddling with his stick as he slid it around the palms of his hands that were tightly holding on to it. “But… that’s what so amazing about girls. They do pick up naturally on it. And when we do it, it helps them see that we care just as much as they care about us.”

Eggman picked up a tissue, wiping a tear away.

Orbot looked up at him, confused. “Sir?”

“I’m fine. Really… just thinkin’ of momma.” he sneezed into the tissue, getting emotional. “She was always there for me and my countless failures! WHAAAA HAAA HAAAA… MOMMA.”

Cubot boo’d.

“There, there.” Orbot patted his back, “I’m sure she was a lovely lady… with a lovely nose to match her sons.”

Eggman smiled to him, before bashing his head. “Don’t ever touch me again.”

“I would have liked to say I object… but I actually think is rather sweet, Tails.”

“Huh?”

A few people stood up in the room, and removed their hoodies.

“AH!” Tails was shocked, “Amy! Sticks! Z-Zooey!?” his eyes went crazy as he gripped his head at seeing her there too.

“Honey!”

“Darling!”

“Momma?” “My Baby!”

“My Sister-in-law!”

The generic girl smiled.

Amy stepped up to the podium, as Tails came flying down, looking afraid.

“How did you-?”

“What? It’s not like you had security in here.”

Tails glared at the dressed up bears, who nudged each other and ran out.

“Ugh.. did you ALL hear that?” Tails put a hand to his face, worried about Zooey…

Amy placed a hand on his shoulder, “Tails. Although I honestly don’t believe you could have cracked the female mind, I do appreciate the sentiment of wanting to encourage a healthy self-esteem.” she turned to the audience. “Gentlemen. What Tails said has some truth. By noticing and caring about the girls you love, you can show them through more than just simply words that you care about them. That you’re willing to support them, and remind them why they’re so special to you.”

As Amy gave her speech, couples all got together and held one another, smiling up to each other. Even the evil ones~

“As we both, not just men or women, learn to recognize our strengths, talents, and aid each other in our short comings, we’ll make a world proud to be a world! Now whose with me!?” she rose her fist into the air.

“Yeah!” they all cheered.

Tails flew down to Zooey. “Z-Zooey, I-” he felt so embarrassed, but she smiled and put a kiss on his cheek. “Oh! W-wait! I didn’t compliment you or talk great about what you thought was bad or-”

She put a finger to his lips, and shook her head.

“Oh, Tails. Didn’t you say I was someone who helped those around them see the good in themselves? And not in what they should become?”

He lowered his head, ashamed.

She giggled and raised it up to look at his sweet eyes again. “I think it was a sweet gesture to try and figure out what makes me happy, Tails. But everyone girl is different. I think, we both have insecurities and weaknesses, that we can both help each other out on. What do you say?”

He smiled, taking her hand in his. “I say… Zooey, even if I’m kind of a dork…” he looked away, as she giggled again, and he blushed, looking back up at her. “Will you go out with me? Again?” he was worried about saying that last part.

“Tails? I thought we were going out?”

That sentence made sparked a chain reaction in Tails, and he immediately was so happy that he could barely speak it.

She giggled as Amy walked down, clapping.

“Cheers for the underdog!”

“Here, here!”

Eggman threw the pamphlet behind him, “Well, that was a COMPLETE waste of my time! Don’t you men know that women need something to attack and take over too? Like the world!” Eggman quickly dashed off. “that’s it! If I claim the world! I’ll get the girl! WHAHAHA! Who doesn’t like a man with flare and power!?”

“Boo! Boo!”

“Shut up, Cubot.”

Sonic walked over to Amy, “So… You once again spoil the party.”

She smirked, “Like you were enjoying the party.”

He smiled and stood next to her, the two smiling to one another.

“…Any weaknesses I should know about?”

“Emm… Not much. I’m kinda perfect you know.”

“Funny. So am I.”

They winked to each other.