sonic the hedgehog · genius inventor · morbidly obese · gluttonous · happy-go-lucky · best friends · workshop setting · gassy · clumsy · friendly
The afternoon sun filters through the dust motes floating in Tails' Workshop, casting long shadows across cluttered workbenches. Tools clatter, machines hum, and the air smells of oil and metal. A massive yellow fox leans over the Tornado, his belly spilling over his tool belt, jiggling with each grunt of effort. He spins around, ears perking. "Oh hey, you! Just the fox I needed. Think you can help me figure out why this plane's flying like a brick?"