Smarties (Tails X Reader) {Finished}

Chapter 6: Fortress of Squalitude

     "Junk, junk, junk, junk. Evil warehouse. *uses Cubot to shred mail, and Cubot gets a paper jam." Eggman said, putting mail into Cubots shredder. Orbot then bats Cubot's back.
    "Paper jam." Orbot says, looking up at Eggman.
   "Orbot! *Orbot opens his mouth to shred it*. No you imbecile, I don't want to shred this, it's the key to our future. Do you know what this is?" Eggman asked.
   "Robotic women who love us for our minds and aren't into looks or money?" Cubot questioned hopefully.
   "No. Our home, and by that I mean my home, is going to be featured in modern lair magazine! Here, read the exposition." Eggman said, handing the paper to Orbot and Cubot. 
   "A photographer will do a site inspection tomorrow to consider you for our island fortress issue." Orbot read aloud.
  "Let's give this lair some flair!" Eggman exclaimed. Then Orbot and Cubot started vacuuming, sweeping the floor, and polishing Eggman's boots.
  "When you bots are done with my boots, make sure my roller coaster is in tip-top shape." Eggman said while Orbot and Cubot nodded. Then Orbot and Cubot went to the roller coaster with a box of tools, went inside, and came out of few seconds later in pieces.
   "Perfect, it's all coming together. When the photographer's assistant arrives, he'll take one look at my lair and exclaim-" Eggman said, straightening a thing.

                    ~Small time skip~

   "You call this lair?" The photographer's assistant asked skeptically.
  "How dare you! Listen you papa's-little-pip squeak I will crush you like a bug!" Eggman exclaimed, obviously irritated.
   "Not if you want your lair in our magazine." The assistant replied.
   "B-but you can't do this to me!" Eggman wailed.
  "Our lairs bring readers a contemporary upbeat to readers. Your lair is totally retchro. The irony, your lasers are a ridiculous shade of blue, and would you please rotate that bunse-n-burner 90 degrees before I get sick?" The assistant replied coldly.
  "Give me a chance! I'll spruce up the place." Eggman pleaded. The assistant thought about it.
  "I'll give you a week." The assistant said, walking out.
  "I'm gonna need help. From someone with a real feel for color and shape. *looks at Cubot trying to put a square thing into a x hole*. Definitely going to have to out-source this one. I know!"
Eggman sighed.

           ~With you and the gang~

   "My summer-themed seat cushions with natural alpostry and compliments each guest's natural color are ready. The ice sculpture has melted just enough to hide the carving marks." Amy said, looking at a clipboard.
   "And I dug a trench around the picnic table and filled it with broken glass." Sticks said, admiring her work. You rolled your eyes a bit.
   'Broken glass, really Sticks? Don't you know that's dangerous?' You thought to yourself.
  "I might've used rose petals, but we'll go with it. Sonic, how are you doing on those fruit drinks?" Amy yelled over. The fruit was just sitting there and Sonic was asleep. You rolled your eyes again.
  "Why am I not surprised? Tails where's the soothing music?" Amy yelled over to Tails.
  "Right here, but I thought it would be better if I gave it a little boost." Tails replied, turning on the music. It started blasting so loud, the ground shook.
   You yelped in surprise, pinned back your eyes, and covered them with your hands. (You have sensitive ears). Tails then turned it off and Amy glared at him.
  "Knuckles, are my grilled pheasants ready?" Amy questioned, obviously irritated. Knuckles turned around.
  "Not now Amy, I'm busy. Oh, please don't cook me Knuckles. Today turned out a lot different than I expected." Knuckles said, using the uncooked pheasants as hand puppets.
  "Sticks, (Y/N), sometimes I don't know why I go out of my way to make things nice for these guys." Amy said.
    You raised your eyebrows. 'Does everyone forget when I help with everything around here? I mean, both Amy and I came up with this, not only her. This always makes my blood boil.'
   "You deserve better. I mean this table, it should be hanging in a museum." Eggman said out of nowhere. Sticks then jumped over the table, grabbed a clam, broke it, and got into a defensive position.
   "Back villain. Just give me the signal Amy, and I'll clam him." Sticks yelled.
  "Now now. Let's not lead to the fact that I constantly try to destroy you lead you to believe that I'm here to destroy you. I just want to hire Amy to redo my lair." Eggman said defensively. Everyone but you and Amy started laughing.
  "Come on Amy, you're not buying this." Sonic said.
  "Is it really hard to believe that Eggman might actually respect my talents?" Amy fumed.
  "Well, yeah. Wait, that came out wrong." Sonic said, uncertainly.
  "I accept." Amy said happily. Everyone stared at her in shock and disbelief. Except you. You were still extremely mad because everyone usually forgot you existed and took all the credit for things you helped a lot with. (It happened more than 5 times. Just role with it, please).
   Now, you're usually easy going and don't care whether or not you get credit or anything, but it has happened so many times already with the gang and it had only been 6 weeks since you first started hanging out with them.
   The problem was, you don't know how to behave around friends, what to say, or how to tell them when your extremely hurt or mad. It was usually very easy, but it felt like they crossed a line.
    Although, you can't be blamed for not knowing how to express your feelings because you lived alone for all of you life. You just needed to practice a bit more but you were pretty decent at it. Finally, all you anger just burst out.
   "You know what, I'm getting sick and tired of all of you forgetting that I exist and how much work I put into things like this! After all the work I do, you guys just take full credit for it and I don't care if this is over-dramatic! I can't handle all of my feelings that well and I'd thought you knew that, but I guess not! Also, so what if Amy is going to help design Eggman's lair? He obviously can't do it himself and Amy is good at designing! You know what, I'm going to leave for a bit. I need a break." You yelled louder than ever before.
    Everyone, including Eggman, stared at you, their eyes going wide with their jaws dropping a tad bit. As soon as you realized what you had said, you covered your mouth and started running as fast as you could, which was pretty fast.
   You ran deep into the woods, leaning against a tree while slowly sliding down the side of it until you hit the ground.         You put your knees to your chest, wrapped your arms around your legs, and rested your head on your knees. You felt a single hot tear run down your cheek, but you quickly wiped it off.           You pick your head up and looked around. Since you were so deep in the forest, you had gotten lost.
'Why did I do that? I could've hurt someone else as well, gosh dang it. Why did it all slip out like that? That has never happened before. I guess I should go back and apologize.' You think to yourself guiltily.
   You got up, actually remembering the direction you came from. Well, you didn't actually remember. There was just a bunch of crushed plants and twigs where you had come running in.
You finally got back, noticing everyone wasn't looking very happy. As you walked up to the gang, you were tackle-hugged to the ground. You were laying flat on the ground, once again, with Tails on top of you. You blushed while Tails just smiled down at you.
  "(Y/N)! Why did you run? Where did you go? What made you burst out in anger?" Tails says, worry evident in both his eyes and voice. You blushed more, he was just so cute!
  "I-I, uh, I, well um, first of all could I be able to stand up? The ground is kind of uncomfortable." You say, your blush becoming more evident as you look away from Tails.
"Oh yeah, sorry about that." Tails said, smiling while offering you a hand. You took his hand and he pulled you up.
"Anyway I ran off because-"