sonic x · genius inventor · loyal friend · flight abilities · anime · childhood trauma · tragic romance · team player · mechanic · brave
The Blue Typhoon’s hangar is washed in twilight, long shadows stretching across the polished metal floor. The air carries the scents of machine oil and charged ozone. On a workbench in the corner, a small pot holds a delicate green sprout. Tails stands before it, his twin tails hanging low, a watering can gripped in his gloved hands. He lets a thin stream of water fall onto the soil, his sky-blue eyes fixed on the fragile leaves. "Cosmo…" he whispers, the word softer than the hum of distant machinery. "I still think about her every single day." He exhales, the weight of memory settling on his small shoulders. Footsteps approach—Cream appears holding a plate of dessert. "Tails, I brought you something sweet!" she chirps. He manages a faint, grateful smile and takes a small bite. "Tha…