#tails looking sadly at his cup of water when people surrounded sonic

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This..... THIS RIGHT HERE..... this is my Roman empire, my new obsession, my new fixation!!!!!!

This is all I'm gonna be thinking about for the next week. This is the little mermaid material I would've absolutely devoured as a kid!!!

You don't understand this is now my favorite thing in the world, thank you.

Day Three: Little Mermaid

A/N: @sonicplatonicfairytales A scene inspired by Disney’s version of The Little Mermaid, with Tails in the role of Ariel and Sonic in the role of Eric. Tails just wants to be like the hero he idolizes. CW for bullying from the West Side Island villagers.

Sonic the Hedgehog Saves South Island!

Tails nabbed a copy of the paper as it was thrown in the trash, clutching it to his chest as he ducked behind a building. On the front page was a black and white photo of a hedgehog standing atop a metal capsule that had been broken open, flickies and rickies and all manner of creatures being freed from its confines. A cocky, sideways grin was aimed at the camera as the hedgehog held up his hand in a thumbs up. The article went on to describe how he’d helped protect the wildlife in Green Hill Zone from another one of Dr. Robotnik’s hostile takeovers.

He was so cool.

Folding up the newspaper carefully, Tails hurried to make it out of the village without being seen. It was always better that way.

Deep in the jungle, hidden away from sight, there was a cave where he kept to himself and kept his collection away from prying eyes. His safe space.

As he slipped in through the vines concealing the opening, Tails pulled them aside to let a little sunlight in. Then he turned on the generator he’d cobbled together from parts he’d collected from the junkyard, powering a long strand of white string lights that also illuminated the cave. On one of the walls, dozens of news articles about the hedgehog were pinned up along with schematics and blueprints of various aircrafts. Pictures of airplanes he’d cut out of magazines and maps with pins of every place the hedgehog in the articles had ever traveled to. 

Tails found his utility knife in his box of tools and used it to cut out the image of his newest acquisition. His hand was steady as he sliced clean lines around the article about his hero. Sonic the Hedgehog, protector of the planet, and a pilot to boot. Everything Tails dreamed of being from his cave, stuck on his little island.

Except it wasn’t meant to be. Not for someone like him.

His twin fox tails flicked up and down as he scanned the wall for a spot to pin up the new article. He found a bit of blank space near the cave ceiling, so he spun his tails, propelling himself into the air. Affixing it to his “inspiration board,” Tails held up his fingers to make sure it was level, hovering back away from it to admire his collection in full.

It was perfect. But…

Tails flew a bit closer, gaze lingering on an image of Sonic the Hedgehog standing alone, looking up at his red biplane, the Tornado. It was one of the few pictures where the hedgehog wasn’t posing, wasn’t hamming it up for the camera. He just looked like some guy. Like he wasn’t that much different from Tails himself. 

Like he could use a friend.

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