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Hi new episode 3 adventure Tails finally

I said somethings before begin the story

right to the characters belong Chaos Sonic by Sonic Crazy Girl am no mine characte

Let go story

Tails drifted off to sleep, his body weary from the day's work, but his mind restless. As soon as his eyes closed, the dream took over., surrounded by towering trees whose branches twisted unnaturally in the pale moonlight.

"Where... am I?" he whispered, his breath visible in the cold air.

Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath his feet, and the shadows seemed to stretch and distort. From the darkness emerged a colossal figure, a blue hedgehog with quills that stood tall like swords and eyes that burned emerald green. that glowed unnervingly in the darkness, and red shoes streaked with dirt. His white gloves were torn, revealing sharp, claw-like was hauntingly familiar.

It was the same face as his older brother's.

Grrr...” the blue hedgehog growled, its voice low and menacing.

"Who... who are you?" Tails stammered, his voice a mix of fear and confusion.

SUMMARY^1: Tails shares a flashback about his brother's intention to explore Angel Island, revealing the potential dangers of emerald radiation on humans. He returns to the present with a heavy heart, receiving Eggman's empathy and an instruction to rest. That night, he dreams of a blue hedgehog with emerald eyes and sharp claws, eerily reminiscent of his brother, setting a foreboding tone for the adventure ahead.

The creature tilted its head, as if trying to understand. "Grrr?" it growled again, though this time it seemed less threatening, its gaze softening, the hunger fading for a moment.more protective and almost... brotherly.

Tails took a cautious step back, but something about the creature’s demeanor shifted. The hungry look faded, replaced by a more protective andloving gaze. It was as if the colossal figure recognized him, sensing their bond beneath the fear that separated them. The creature took a step forward, its massive paws reaching out gently.

The blue hedgehog let out a low rumble, a sound that seemed to resonate with familiarity. He crouched down, bringing himself closer to Tails’ level. The massive figure’s claws, once menacing, now appeared to be a shield rather than a threa

Suddenly, the dream shattered. Tails awoke with a start, his heart racing. He sat up in his bunk, the ship gently rocking around him. The familiar sounds of the engine hummed in the background, grounding him in reality.

T-Pup stirred at his feet, sensing Tails’ distress

.Woof Woof?

"I... I had a nightmare."Tails said, his voice still shaking from the intensity of the dream.

T-Pup whined softly, jumping up to comfort his friend. "Woof!"

Later, as dawn broke and sunlight streamed through the ship’s windows, Tails took a moment to collect his thoughts. The dream lingered in his mind, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that it was a warning of some sort.

He climbed out of bed and stretched, glancing at T-Pup, who wagged his tail encouragingly. Tails dressed quickly, pulling on his shoes and gloves. He packed his backpack carefully, placing his tools, a knife, and his flying hook inside. As he zipped it up, a wave of sadness washed over him as he remembered his older brother and the mystery surrounding his disappearance.

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Leaving the cabin, he walked through the corridors of the S.S. Whirlwind, feeling the vibrations of the ship beneath his feet. The air was filled with the smells of salt and oil, mixed with the distant aroma of breakfast being prepared in the kitchen. The crew members nodded in greeting as he passed, their eyes lingering curiously on his youthful face and the mechanical genius that lay behind it.

The air smelled of salt, oil, and metal, mixed with the distant aroma of breakfast being prepared in the kitchen. As Tails passed by, several crew members greeted him with nods and smiles, though many of them eyed him curiously. They were always intrigued by the young fox with mechanical skills far beyond his years. Despite his youthful appearance, they knew he was essential to the success of their mission.

SUMMARY^1: Tails wakes up from his dream, feeling a mix of fear and anticipation. He prepares for the day, equipping himself with tools and the knife given by his brother. He moves through the ship, receiving curious glances from the crew, who recognize his importance to the mission despite his age. The ship's atmosphere is filled with the scents of the sea and breakfast, setting a normal backdrop to their extraordinary adventure.

Later in the day, Tails found himself back on deck, meeting with Eggman the filmmaker. The sun was high in the sky, beating down on them as they discussed the logistics of their filming schedule. Eggman, ever the enthusiast, spoke rapidly, gesturing with his hands as he laid out his grand vision for their wildlife documentary.

Ah, Tails!” Eggman exclaimed as he noticed the fox approaching. “Come, come! I’ve got the most brilliant plan for our first day of filming!”

Tails forced a smile, his mind still reeling from the vivid dream. He nodded, trying to push his fears aside. "What's the plan, Dr. Robotnik?"

Eggman leaned in conspiratorially. "We're going to capture the heart of Angel Island before anyone else does! The untouched beauty, the exotic wildlife—it's all ours for the taking!" His eyes gleamed with excitement. "But first, we must ensure the ship is in tip-top condition for the voyage. You're the best there is at that, aren't you?"

Tails nodded, his thoughts racing with the dream's imagery. He knew he had to focus on the task at hand. "Of course, Dr. Robotnik. I'll check the engines and make sure everything's ready." He turned to leave,

Later work hard Tails found himself wandering the corridors again, eventually arriving at Rouge’s cabin. The door was slightly ajar, and through the crack, he could hear her voice.

“…It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Shadow. I’m actually quite familiar with your work—oh, Miles!

Intrigued, Tails knocked gently and stepped inside. Rouge stood before a mirror, holding a script, practicing her lines.

“What’s that you’re practicing for?” Tails asked with a small smile.

Rouge grinned, flipping the script playfully in her hand. “Just preparing for an audition. Shadow’s got quite the reputation, you know.”

The name Shadow sparked something in Tails’ memory. Blaze had mentioned that name before, in a way that suggested she knew him.

“Who is Shadow, exactly?” Tails asked, his curiosity piqued.

Rouge raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. “You’ve never heard of him? Shadow the Hedgehog—he’s a playwright, and quite a brilliant one at that. He’s written some incredible works, and this play he’s working on with Eggman? It’s going to be epic.”

to Lumpy, a burly buffalo who was stirring porridge while simultaneously shaving a sailor.

Fancy some of me...ah...porridge aux walnut?” Lumpy asked with a grin.

“Uhh... no, thanks,” Tails said, wrinkling his nose.

Eggman turned back to Rouge, who was staring at Jet, now furiously scribbling in a notebook. “Rouge, I don’t believe you’ve met—"

“Thrilled to meet you. It’s an honor to be part of this,” Jet stammered, a bit starstruck.

Yes, and what I most admire is the way you’ve captured the voice of the common people,” Rouge complimented, her gaze unwavering.

“Well, that’s my job,” Jet replied, a hint of pride in his voice.

“I’m sure you’ve heard this before, Mr. Robotnik, if you don’t mind me saying—you don’t look at all like your photograph,” Rouge said, glancing at Eggman with a teasing smile.

“Excuse me?” Jet asked, confused.

“Wait a minute!” Eggman interjected, narrowing his eyes.

Rouge continued, “Well, he’s so much younger in person,” turning back to Jet. “And much better looking.”

You know, I’m a huge fan,” Rouge continued, oblivious to the confusion she had caused. "But... you don’t look at all like your photograph, if you don’t mind me saying. You’re much younger in person. And much better looking."

Jet blinked, stunned by Rouge’s flattery, while Eggman and Tails shared confused glances.

From across the room, Shadow snapped his book shut. Rouge, finally realizing her mistake, turned to face him. Her face dropped as she locked eyes with the real Shadow the Hedgehog.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Miss Rouge,” Shadow said dryly.

Rouge’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Later that day, Eggman assigned Tails the task of observing and companionship Shadow while he worked. Tails found himself standing in front of a cage in the hold of the ship, where Shadow sat, tapping away on an old typewriter. The rhythmic clacking of the keys filled the dimly lit space, creating an oddly comforting atmosphere amid the ship’s mechanical hum.

As Tails remembered their earlier conversation

Tails swallowed hard, nervously laughing to break the tension. “Uh, you’re Shadow, right?”

Shadow looked up for a brief moment, his expression serious. “Yeah, that’s me,” he replied, his voice gruff.

Tails took a deep breath and stepped closer to the cage, his two tails swishing anxiously behind him. “Dr. Robotnik said you might need some... uh, buddy time. He thought you could use some companionship.”

Shadow’s eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the young fox. He paused his typing and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “Companionship?” he repeated, his voice laced with skepticism.

“Yeah, you know, someone to talk to, to help you relax or whatever,” Tails said, trying to sound casual. He could feel his cheeks warming up under the black hedgehog’s scrutinizing gaze

SUMMARY^1: Shadow corrects Rouge's mistake, leaving her embarrassed. Later, Eggman instructs Tails to keep Shadow company as he works in the ship's hold. Tails nervously approaches Shadow's cage, offering his companionship for the doctor's sake, but Shadow seems skeptical about the arrangement.

Shadow’s eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the young fox. He paused his typing and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “Companionship?” he repeated, his voice laced with skepticism.

“Yeah, you know, someone to talk to, to help you relax or whatever,” Tails said, try to sound casual. He could feel his cheeks warming up under the black hedgehog's scrutinizing gaze.

Shadow regarded Tails for a moment, his expression unreadable. “And you think I need that?”

Tails shrugged, feeling the weight of Shadow’s intense gaze. “Well, I mean, you’re in here all by yourself. I thought it might help... I know what it’s like to feel alone.” He hesitated, glancing down at the typewriter. “What are you working on?”

“It’s just a script for an Eggman story,” Shadow replied, his tone flat.

Tails laughed, surprised. “Eggman? You mean Robotnik Carl?

Shadow raised an eyebrow, a slight smirk forming on his lips. “Yes, that’s the name he prefers—Robotnik Carl. I just call him Eggman.”

Let’s just say it fits his... shape,” Shadow replied, the smirk growing slightly. “Egg-shaped body and all.”

Tails chuckled. "I guess I can see that now. So, you're working on his script, huh? Does that make you his assistant or something?"

Tails laughed softly. “Yeah, I guess I can see that now. So, you’re working on his script? Does that make you his assistant or something?”

Shadow’s smirk faded slightly, his gaze hardening. “Well, originally, I didn’t plan to join this expedition. But... it’s a long story.”4t

SUMMARY^1: Tails offers companionship to Shadow, who is working on a script about Eggman. Shadow shares that he's involved with the film project against his initial intentions, hinting at a deeper story behind his participation.

Tails’ ears perked up. “Really? What happened?”

Shadow paused, glancing at the typewriter before continuing. "I was supposed to deliver the script to the ship before it departed. I had limited time, though, and didn’t get nearly enough written. Eggman, desperate for more, tricked me into staying onboard. By the time I realized, it was too late—the ship had already left port.”

Tails’ eyes widened in surprise. “Wait, so you’re stuck here because of Eggman?”

Shadow nodded, his gaze returning to the typewriter. “Yeah, something like that. I had to take the job to finish the script, and now I’m stuck with these lunatics until it’s done.”

Tails felt a pang of pity for the black hedgehog. Despite his tough exterior, it was clear that Shadow was not entirely comfortable with his situation. "Well, I'm here if you need any help," Tails offered, his voice sincere. "I'm pretty good with machines and stuff. Maybe I could assist with the filming equipment or something?"

Shadow's expression softened slightly. "Thanks, but I've got it under control," he said, his eyes never leaving the typewriter. "But if you really want to help, you could... I don't know, keep the others out of here. They can be pretty

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Tails felt a pang of pity for the black hedgehog. Despite his tough exterior, it was clear that Shadow was frustrated with his situation. Just then, the sound of a mechanical bark interrupted their conversation, and T-Pup, Tails' robot companion, bounded into the hold.

SUMMARY^1: Shadow reveals he was tricked into joining the expedition by Eggman to complete the script. Despite being uncomfortable with the situation, he accepts Tails' offer to help keep the crew out of his workspace.

“Hey, T-Pup!” Tails called out, his spirits lifting at the sight of his friend. The robotic pup skidded to a halt, tail wagging as it recognized the voice of its creator.

Shadow’s eyes narrowed as he studied the mechanical canine. “What’s that?” he asked gruffly.

“This is T-Pup, my little creation. He’s pretty handy to have around,” Tails said with a proud smile.

Shadow leaned closer to the cage bars, his curiosity piqued. “What’s he do?”

“Oh, he’s everything! He can fetch, play games, and do all the normal stuff a robot dog would,” Tails replied, grinning. “I programmed him with lots of tricks.”

As T-Pup wagged his tail and approached Shadow, the black hedgehog watched cautiously. “He looks... interesting,” Shadow commented, his tone softening slightly.

Minutes late

Tails was seated next to Shadow as they worked on the script. The atmosphere shifted as they got into the story's plot.

She turns... The First Mate is staggering toward her—there’s a knife sticking out of his back.

“Whoa, wait a second, we’re killing off the First Mate?” Tails exclaimed, his eyes wide.

“That’s assuming she knows who the First Mate is,” Shadow replied coolly, tapping a few more keys.

“Oh, uh, you mean Rouge, right?” Tails said, remembering.

Shadow nodded, silence falling between them.

“Come on, Shadow, that was an honest mistake! Rouge’s confusion— it could happen to anyone!” Tails protested, trying to defend his blunder.

SUMMARY^1: Tails introduces his robotic creation, T-Pup, to Shadow, and they begin collaborating on the film script. Shadow remains guarded but is slightly amused by T-Pup. Tails accidentally confuses Rouge with the First Mate in the story, which leads to a moment of tension.

SUMMARY^2: Tails and Rouge are introduced to the film crew, with Rouge's faux pas and Tails' youthful appearance causing moments of awkwardness. Tails offers to assist Shadow with his script, and they start to form a tentative bond as they work together in the ship's hold. Shadow opens up about being manipulated into the project by Eggman, and Tails' robotic companion, T-Pup, lightens the mood with its childlike curiosity.

“I was joking, little fox,” Shadow said, a hint of amusement breaking through his usual stoic demeanor.

Uhhh, okay, I’ll take care of it. I can count the story you’ve written,” Tails said, eager to help.

Shadow’s brow raised, genuinely intrigued. “Seriously? You can count?”

Tails coughed lightly, brushing off the teasing. “The point is: she’s horrified. She has to look away. And that’s when she sees it.”

“Whoa, sees what? What?” Shadow asked, curiosity piqued.

Tails leaned in dramatically. “The island!”

Shadow blinked in confusion. “We’re filming on an island now? When did this happen?”

“Oh, uh, yes, Robotnik said i,” Tails replied, nervous laughter bubbling up againv

he said i he don’t

want the crew getting spooked. "Tails said with a grin, trying to recover

Why would they get spooked? What’s it

called? . "He said confusion, "

Tails paused for a moment, his mind drifting back to his brother and the strange dream he'd had about the colossal blue hedgehog. His eyes flickered as he glanced back at Shadow. "It's called Angel Island," he murmured.

There’s nothing officially with it,” Tails replied, his gaze lingering on the typewriter. “It’s just that... well, my brother

Wait a minute you brother?."shadow said

SUMMARY^1: Tails offers to assist Shadow with the script, mistaking Rouge for the First Mate, leading to a humorous interaction. Shadow is surprised by Tails' ability to count the story and the revelation that the film will be set on Angel Island, which prompts Tails to mention his mysterious dream and his connection to the island.

Yes reality he adopted I'm orphan Tails explained, his voice tinged with sadness. "But he was like a real brother to me. “He was an adventurer, he disappeared years ago. All I have left are his stories, and this.” He pulled out a worn, leather-bound knife and his flying hook, a reminder of his brother’s legacy

sorry you happened to ."shadow said, his to Tails

Shadow glanced at the items, his expression unreadable, before resuming typing. “Alright... so we arrive at this place... Angel Island.”

Late 1 hour

Eggman’s voice echoed across the deck as he directed his crew. Behind the camera, he leaned in with a focused intensity, watching every detail through the lens.

Rouge and Bruce stood poised by the rail, the breeze gently rustling Rouge’s dress as she adopted a dramatic expression, fitting for the scene. Bruce stood by her side, gazing out over the sea with a faraway look, capturing the character’s sense of adventure and mystery.

“All right everyone, from the top,” Eggman commanded, his voice crisp with authority. He raised his hand and, with a flourish, called, “And... action!”

Eggman watched from behind the camera, scrutinizing every movement as the scene unfolded. Rouge leaned against the rail, capturing a mix of elegance and intrigue as she looked out over the sea, while Bruce played his part with a sense of rugged charm.

SUMMARY^1: Tails shares his sadness over his adopted brother's disappearance and shows Shadow mementos of him. The filming on Angel Island begins with Eggman directing a scene between Rouge and Bruce Baxter, with Tails observing Eggman's meticulous approach.

Bruce approached her with a casual yet confident stride, embodying the role with a natural ease. He took his place beside Rouge, his gaze following hers out to the horizon.

Rouge turned to him, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. "I think this is awfully exciting! I’ve never been on a ship before."

Bruce leaned closer to Rouge, delivering his line with a smirk. “I’ve never been on one with a woman before.”

Rouge tilted her head, arching an eyebrow. “I guess you don’t think much of women on ships, do you?”

Bruce raised an eyebrow, smirking back. “No, they’re a nuisance.”

From off-camera, HAYES shot Eggman an alarmed look, clearly taken aback by Bruce's line.

“Well, I’ll try not to be,” Rouge countered, crossing her arms with a smirk.

“Just being around is trouble,” Bruce added, a mischievous glint in his eye

“Cut! Great job, everyone!” Eggman called, a satisfied grin on his face.

Eggman’s gaze drifted to a cat named Jimmy and Hayes, who stood huddled with a group of sailors, whispering as word spread quickly about the scene.

"Bruce, fantastic performance. Take a ten-minute break," Eggman instructed.

Bruce, clearly pleased with himself, nodded and walked past, feeling rather proud.

That was so natural… I actually felt moved,” he murmured to himself, clearly proud.

Watching from the sidelines, Tails, Shadow, and T-Pup couldn’t help but stare in disbelief as Bruce walked by, a confident smirk on his face.

Tails called out, “Hey, uh, Bruce!”

SUMMARY^1: Tails reveals his admiration for Bruce's acting skills during a scene between Bruce and Rouge on the S.S. Whirlwind. Despite Hayes' concerns, the scene goes well and Eggman is satisfied, prompting a short break. Bruce's interactions with the crew leave a mixed impression, while Tails and Shadow observe with surprise.

Bruce paused, glancing over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow.

“What do you think, hedgehog?” Bruce smirked, looking at Shadow. “The dialogue’s got some flow now, huh?”

Tails blinked in confusion, processing the encounter. “Wait, you met Bruce?” he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.

Shadow nodded slowly, his expression unreadable. "Yeah, we've met we've work together I am writer famous for my plays," he said, his tone laced with a hint of prid

Oh."Tails said, his voice trailing off. He fan Bruce Baxter movies He hero and adventurer like brother older had been. "That's pretty cool," he added, trying to hide his awe.

Bruce, catching part of the conversation, smirked. “I just added a little punch to the banter—keeps things lively.”

Shadow rolled his eyes. “Maybe try to resist that urge next time.”

Bruce chuckled, waving a dismissive hand. “What are you, a Bolshevik or something?”

As Bruce sauntered away, Shadow watched him go

With a laugh, Bruce waved a hand. “What are you, a Bolshevik or something?”

Tails burst into laughter, unable to contain himself. “Seriously? Bolshevik?” he echoed, clutching his sides as Shadow shook his head in exasperation.

“Miles!” Eggman called out sharply, his voice cutting through the chatter on deck.

“I’m on it!” Tails shouted back, springing into action. T-Pup barked and dashed after him, the little robot dog faithfully following his every step.

I’m on it!” Tails shouted, dashing off with T-Pup at his heels.

SUMMARY^1: Tails expresses his excitement over meeting Bruce Baxter, while Shadow maintains a professional demeanor despite their past interactions. Bruce's flirtatiousness with Rouge causes a moment of tension, and Eggman calls for Tails' attention, interrupting their conversation. Tails and T-Pup quickly respond, showcasing their loyalty and readiness for the adventure ahead.

SUMMARY^2: During filming on Angel Island, Tails mistakenly identifies Rouge as the First Mate, leading to a humorous exchange. He shares his personal connection to the island and his lost brother with Shadow. The filming process, with Eggman directing and Bruce acting, reveals Bruce's flirtatious nature with Rouge, causing tension. Despite this, Tails remains in awe of Bruce and eager for adventure, with T-Pup at the ready for whatever comes next.

SUMMARY^3: Tails and Rouge bond over their nervousness about the film and their personal connections to Angel Island. The film crew interacts with varying degrees of ease, with Tails' youth and inexperience creating humor. The group arrives at Angel Island, and Tails shares his brother's story with Shadow, setting the stage for the adventure ahead.

SUMMARY^4: In 2133, young fox mobian Tails Prower, an mechanical genius, lives a double life in New York City, hiding his age. He joins Eggman's film crew for an adventure to Angel Island, hoping to find his lost brother. On board, he connects with Captain Blaze and Rouge, and learns about the island's mysteries and its ties to his past, including the dangers of emeralds. His dreams of a blue hedgehog foretell the adventure's gravity, as he forms bonds with the crew, particularly Shadow, who shares his curiosity about the island.

Shadow watched them go, the faint smile lingering as he muttered, “Those two... always running

Shadow stood watching, arms crossed, a faint smile playing on his lips as he muttered under his breath, “Actors. They travel the world, but all they ever see is a mirror.”

As his gaze shifted upward, he noticed Rouge standing nearby, her expression unusually somber as she stared into a small compact mirror.

With a soft sigh, Rouge snapped the compact shut, the metallic click punctuating the moment, and quickly turned away, hiding her dismay.

Meanwhile, back with Tails and Eggman, tension hung in the air as Eggman growled in frustration. “I said it was a secret! Nobody was supposed to know anything!”

Tails hesitated, lowering his voice to a whisper. “Sorry, Robotnik. I forgot it was a secret…” His words trailed off as memories of the island flickered in his mind.

Eggman, taking a deep breath, tried to regain his composure. “Okay, Miles. Okay, everything’s fine. Nobody knows. I just lied. We’re going to Singapore.”

“Wait, what? You lied?” Tails blinked, surprised by the sudden shift in information.

Eggman sighed heavily, rubbing his temples. “It’s a long story. The point is… nobody knows.”

Tails frowned, unsure of what to make of Eggman’s cryptic words.

Suddenly, Eggman’s expression hardened, his eyes narrowing as he turned toward Tails. “The reason I’m going to the island… is to investigate. I’ve captured documents related to a legend.”

Tails leaned in, curiosity piqued. “What legend?”

SUMMARY^1: Shadow observes the light-heartedness between Bruce and Rouge with a touch of amusement, while Tails is called away by Eggman. Upon their return to the ship, Tails accidentally reveals the true destination to the crew. Eggman, flustered, covers it up by claiming they are going to Singapore. Later, he confesses to Tails that the real reason for the trip is to investigate a legend based on captured documents, sparking Tails' curiosity.

Eggman’s voice dropped, becoming more serious. “The legend of the Giant Hedgehog.”

Tails froze, his breath catching in his throat as his mind flashed to the strange dream he’d had—the blue hedgehog with emerald eyes.

Before he could ask more, Eggman straightened and dismissed the conversation with a wave of his hand. “That’s all you need to know for now. Let’s move on. Get back to work.”

Tails watched him walk away, his mind swimming with unanswered questions.

Late hour

Tails sat with other members of the ship’s crew, a mug of beer in hand. He stared at the frothy liquid, his thoughts a chaotic swirl.

.

Another beer," he whispered to himself, knowing full well it wasn’t the healthiest choice. At just eight years old, drinking beer was far from ordinary, but his life was anything but normal. The stress of everything—his brother’s disappearance, the lies about his age, and now this adventure to Angel Island, combined with the haunting dream of the strange blue hedgehog—was beginning to weigh heavily on him.

"Thanks," Tails murmured distractedly when someone handed him another drink

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Before long, the effects of the beer began to show. Tails swayed slightly as he got to his feet, muttering incoherently. T-Pup barked softly and nudged his side, steadying him as he stumbled across the deck.

"I’m fine, T-Pup," Tails slurred, waving a hand.

The robot dog stayed close, guiding Tails as he made his way toward the bathroom.

SUMMARY^1: After a tense encounter with Eggman about the true purpose of their journey to Angel Island, Tails is left with unanswered questions about the Giant Hedgehog legend. Later, feeling overwhelmed, he finds solace in the company of the ship's crew and has his first taste of alcohol. T-Pup remains by his side, looking after him as he navigates the ship's deck in his inebriated state.

As Tails made his way to the bathroom, he rounded a corner and came face-to-face with Rouge. They walked toward each other, their paths inevitably crossing.

a moment, they moved toward each other, neither saying a word.

Suddenly, the ship swayed violently, causing both of them to lose their balance.

“Whoa!” Tails exclaimed, reaching out to grab the rail, spilling a bit of his drink in the process.

Rouge stumbled and Tails caught her, his reflexes surprisingly quick for someone his size. Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, her cheeks flushing.

Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Good reflexes," Rouge said, her voice tinged with surprise.

Rouge chuckled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You know, you’re not half bad for a little guy."

Tails laughed nervously, his ears twitching. "Uh, thanks."

quickly walked away, leaning on T-Pup for support, leaving Rouge standing there, a curious smile playiHeng on her lips.

Back in his room, Tails collapsed onto his bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Hey, little buddy," a warm, familiar voice said suddenly.

Tails jolted upright, looking around in confusion. His eyes widened when he recognized the voice.

"Chaos?" he whispered, the name slipping out instinctively.

Before him stood a luminous figure—a blue hedgehog with light blue fur, rainbow-colored gems embedded in his chest, back, and hands, and shimmering kaleidoscopic eyes. A flowing cloak accentuated his ethereal presence,.

SUMMARY^1: On the ship, Tails and Rouge have a brief encounter where he saves her from falling during a sudden jolt. Afterward, Tails retreats to his room, still tipsy, and is surprised by the appearance of a luminous blue hedgehog named Chaos, who shares a striking resemblance to the one from his dream. Chaos's ethereal form and rainbow-colored gems spark Tails' curiosity and hint at his growing connection to the island's mysteries.

SUMMARY^2: Tails accidentally exposes the true destination to the film crew and learns about Eggman's hidden agenda from captured documents. Overwhelmed, he indulges in alcohol and shares a brief moment with Rouge. Later, he encounters a mysterious blue hedgehog named Chaos in his room, who shares a resemblance to his dream figure, hinting at a deepening connection to the island's secrets.

The figure resembled his lost older brother, radiating both comfort and overwhelming awe.

"Hey, you okay, little buddy?" Chaos asked, his voice soothing yet powerful.

"I don't know... I'm confused," Tails replied, his voice uncertain.

"What happened, buddy? Tell me the story," Chaos said, stepping closer.

Tails hesitated, then sighed, "Long story."

Chaos nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed, his glowing eyes never leaving Tails. "I've got time

Tails hesitated before sighing deeply. “Long story. I met Robotnik … he’s making a movie and needed help with the mechanics.” His words tumbled out as he recounted his journey.

From the work to the S.S. Whirlwind, meeting Rouge and Shadow, the mysterious legend of Angel Island, and the strange dreams of a giant blue hedgehog—they all spilled out.

“Robotnik … he’s obsessed with this legend,” Tails added, his voice barely above a whisper. “A giant blue hedgehog.”

Chaos tilted his head, surprised. “A blue hedgehog? Like me?”

Tails nodded slowly, his eyes wide. “Yeah… blue fur like yours, but giant, with emerald green eyes.”

Chaos’s eyes softened as he observed Tails, who was hugging his knees to his chest, trembling slightly.

“Emerald eyes, huh?” Chaos mused. “Sounds like quite the creature. What do you think it means?”

Tails hesitated before whispering, "I… I don’t know. He didn’t seem scary. He looked… protective. Brotherly."

SUMMARY^1: In a drunken state, Tails shares his journey and the strange dreams of a giant blue hedgehog with Chaos, who looks like an ethereal version of his lost brother. Chaos is intrigued by the legend of the blue hedgehog and suggests it might be a sign of protection or kinship, leaving Tails hopeful yet puzzled about the connection to his own heritage.

Chaos leaned closer, his glowing form casting gentle, shifting light across the dim room. “Dreams are strange like that, little buddy. Sometimes, they’re just our brains being crazy bu-

I’m crazy, Chaos," Tails interrupted, his voice breaking.

Chaos knelt before him, his glowing form casting soft light. “No, you’re not crazy. You’re just carrying a lot on those little shoulders. I know you miss your brother, and you’ve been through so much, but you’re not alone.”

Tails looked up, tears glistening in his eyes. “Promise?”

“Promise,” Chaos said firmly. “Whatever happens, I’m with you.”

Tails stood up, still feeling the effects of the alcohol.

Chaos shook his head. “How many times have I told you? No drinking beer. You’re just a kid.”

“Yeah, I know,” Tails muttered. “But I needed it... to escape reality.”

"Well, that’s not the way, buddy," Chaos said, hovering beside him.

Tails glanced at T-Pup, who had approached to help. The little robot couldn’t see Chaos and trotted right through his glowing form.

So, do you have a girlfriend now?" Chaos teased, smirking. "What about Rouge?"

"Shut up!" Tails snapped, his cheeks flushing red.

Chaos laughed softly. "Come on, little buddy, it's nothing to be embarrassed about. You're growing up."

"She's... she’s older, like 25 or 27," Tails said with a shy glance.

Just kidding," Chaos said with a chuckle.

Tails climbed into bed, his exhaustion taking over.

SUMMARY^1: Chaos comforts Tails about his fears and the mysteries of his dreams, promising to be by his side. Despite the teasing about his feelings for Rouge, Tails is touched by Chaos's support and the realization that he is growing up amidst these adventures, with T-Pup loyally looking out for him, even as he grapples with the effects of alcohol and the implications of his encounter with the ghostly hedgehog.

"Get some rest, little buddy. No more alcohol, okay? We don’t want any accidents," Chaos said gently, his presence comforting despite his ethereal nature.

Tails murmured something incoherent, already drifting off to sleep. Chaos watched over him for a moment before his form slowly faded into the shadows of the room.

Two hours later, Tails stirred awake as the faint hum of T-Pup’s sensors filled the room. The little robot dog nudged his hand gently, prompting him to sit up. Rubbing his eyes, Tails felt clearer, the haze of alcohol replaced by a sharp sense of focus.

Toolkit? Check. Backpack? Check. Knife and flying hook?” He paused, his voice catching slightly as he picked up the well-worn knife and the grappling hook. The memories flooded back—a bittersweet ache as he recalled the day his older brother had given him these gifts. The last gifts before he vanished.

I know you miss him, but you're stronger," Chaos's voice whispered in his mind, a gentle reminder of the resilience he had yet to fully embrace.

Tails took a deep breath, his resolve hardening. He was alone in this journey, but not truly alone.

Tails stood, stretching and opening the door to step out. As he did, the familiar form of Eggman appeared, walking toward him.

“Hey, Miles,” Eggman greeted, his arms crossed and a stern expression on his face. “Where have you been? You’ve been gone for hours. We’ve got work to do.”

SUMMARY^1: Chaos advises Tails against drinking and watches over him as he sleeps. Upon waking, Tails finds renewed focus and comfort in the memories of his brother's gifts. Stepping out of his room, he encounters Eggman, who is displeased with his absence and reminds him of their urgent tasks ahead on the film project, emphasizing the importance of staying on track despite the personal and mysterious elements that have entered Tails' life.

SUMMARY^2: Chaos, a blue hedgehog from Tails' dreams, appears to him on the ship, offering comfort and a sense of kinship. Despite teasing, Chaos supports Tails and advises against drinking. After a night of introspection and bonding, Tails wakes to face Eggman's displeasure and is reminded of their urgent film project tasks.

“Sorry, Robotnik,” Tails replied, brushing past him. Chaos floated invisibly behind, offering silent reassurance.

In the Days That Followed

Tails quickly became an essential part of the ship’s crew. His mechanical expertise and youthful energy brought a sense of order to Eggman’s chaotic project. From fixing equipment to calming nervous cast and crew members, Tails was invaluable.

Chaos remained by Tails’ side, invisible to everyone else, offering guidance and humor. Whenever Rouge appeared, Chaos would tease Tails about having a crush, much to the young fox’s annoyance.

“She’s way older than me!” Tails would protest, his cheeks burning red.

“Just saying, little buddy,” Chaos would reply with a playful grin.

Chaos’s jokes weren’t limited to Rouge.In the Days That Followed

Tails quickly became an essential part of the ship’s crew. His mechanical expertise and youthful energy brought a sense of order to Eggman’s chaotic project. From fixing equipment to calming nervous cast and crew members, Tails was invaluable.

Chaos remained by Tails’ side, invisible to everyone else, offering guidance and humor. Whenever Rouge appeared, Chaos would tease Tails about having a crush, much to the young fox’s annoyance.

“She’s way older than me!” Tails would protest, his cheeks burning red.

“Just saying, little buddy,” Chaos would reply with a playful grin.

Chaos’s jokes weren’t limited to Rouge.Whenever Shadow was around, Chaos would mutter “fake” under his breath.

SUMMARY^1: Tails emerges as a crucial member of the film crew with his mechanical skills and positive attitude, aiding in various tasks. Chaos, invisible to all but him, provides companionship and light-hearted teasing, particularly about his feelings for Rouge and his perception of Shadow's authenticity. Despite the jovial atmosphere, Tails is acutely aware of the seriousness of their mission and the secrets that Eggman holds regarding Angel Island.

“Why do you keep calling him that?” Tails asked one day, genuinely puzzled.

Chaos hesitated for a moment, then shrugged with a mischievous grin. “Just a feeling, little buddy. Nothing to worry about.”

frowned but let it go, chalking it up to Chaos’s eccentric personality.

Meanwhile eggman

In the dimly lit wheelhouse, Eggman and Captain Blaze stood over a set of shipping charts. Blaze, ever the pragmatic sailor, looked up at Eggman

“We’re close,” Eggman said, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “Head southwest.”

Blaze frowned, leaning over the charts. “There’s no land southwest for thousands of miles. It takes us way outside the shipping lanes.”

Eggman stepped closer, his tone persuasive. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

Blaze hesitated, tempted by the promise of extra money, but his instincts screamed against it. “There’s nothing out there,” he said firmly, his gaze locking with Eggman’s.

Next day

As the ship plowed through the dark waters, the sun sinking below the horizon, whispers of unease spread among the crew.

In the mess hall, Eggman sat with Preston, speaking in hushed tones. Hayes, a crew member, approached them.

“If someone were to tell you this ship is headed for Singapore, what would you say?” Hayes asked pointedly.

Eggman’s laughter was forced, his unease barely concealed.

From the corner of the room, Lumpy, the ship’s cook, sharpened his knife, the sound slicing through the tense air.

SUMMARY^1: Chaos's playful banter about Tails' crush and his teasing of Shadow continues, offering a contrast to the growing seriousness of their mission. Eggman and Captain Blaze have a tense conversation in the wheelhouse, where Eggman convinces Blaze to change course despite her misgiving, hinting at his hidden intentions for Angel Island. As the ship veers off the typical shipping lanes, the crew becomes increasingly nervous, and even Eggman's forced laughter fails to ease the tension. The atmosphere thickens with suspicion, particularly when Hayes confronts Eggman and Lumpy sharpens his knife ominously, foreshadowing potential conflict and danger.

SUMMARY^2: Tails' mechanical talents prove vital to the film crew, and his bond with Chaos deepens with playful banter. Meanwhile, Eggman's true intentions for Angel Island become more evident in his private conversations with Captain Blaze, and the crew's anxiety builds as they stray from conventional routes.

“I’d say they were full of it, Mr. Hayes,” Lumpy remarked. “We turned southwest last night.”

Eggman’s eyes darted to Hayes, then to Lumpy. “Gentlemen, please,” he said, attempting to diffuse the tension. “We’re not looking for trouble.”

Jimmy, entering from behind, cut in with a wry grin. “No. You’re looking for something else.”

Eggman sighed, realizing the jig was up. “Alright, fine. Yes, we are. We’re going to find Angel Island. Film it. Show it to the world. For twenty-five cents, you’ll get to see the last blank space on the map!”

Lumpy let out a low chuckle. “You sure about that?” he said darkly.

Eggman frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Four years ago,” Lumpy began, “me and Hayes were working with an old friend—a brown hedgehog, brilliant and adventurous. He was obsessed with Angel Island. A genius with maps, but he liked his secrets. He had a little brother, too. Never said much about him.”

Eggman leaned forward. “What happened to him?”

Hayes shook his head. “He disappeared. Vanishedwhile looking for the island. Nobody ever saw him again.”

The room’s silence was broken by a creak as the door swung open. Tails stepped inside, looking confused.

“Uh… what happened?” he asked innocently.

Tails entered the room, his eyes darting nervously between Eggman, Preston, and the rest of the crew. The tense atmosphere was palpable, though he didn’t quite understand the full weight of what he’d interrupted.

SUMMARY^1: The tension escalates as the crew discovers their true destination: Angel Island. Lumpy and Hayes share a cryptic story about a brown hedgehog who disappeared while searching for the island, adding to the mystery surrounding Tails' missing brother. Despite the ominous undertones, Eggman remains focused on his film's success, eager to reveal the island to the world. Tails, caught in the middle, is unaware of the depth of the situation he has stumbled upon, adding a layer of vulnerability and curiosity to the unfolding narrative.

Oop! Sorry, just here to let you know—everything’s ready, Dr. Robotnik!”Tails said, his voice nervous laughter

Yeah Yeah thanks miles. "Eggman said smile, patting Tails’ shoulder before leaving the room, the air still heavy with unease

As Tails exited, he whispered to himself, “What was that all about?”

Chaos, unseen by others, quipped sarcastically, "Whoa, I did not know Eggman could run that fast."

Tails laughed nervously, the tension of the room still clinging to him like a second skin. As he walked away, his thoughts were a tumult of confusion

One quiet night, Tails, weary from the day's labor, stepped out onto the deck of the ship. The cool mist rolling off the sea gave the scene a hauntingly mysterious feel. His keen eyes caught sight of Eggman standing at the far end of the deck, seemingly lost in thought.

"Robotnik?" Tails murmured, his voice barely audible over the gentle sound of the waves. "What are you doing out here?"

Eggman turned abruptly, startled by the unexpected presence. "Miles? What are you doing up at this hour? Shouldn’t you be asleep?"

Tails scratched the back of his head, looking slightly embarrassed. "Sorry, Robotnik. I've just been working so much... thought I’d step out for some fresh air."

Eggman’s expression softened slightly, though his body language remained tense. “Well, don’t overdo it. We’ve got a big day tomorrow.”

SUMMARY^1: Tails inadvertently interrupts a tense conversation, revealing the film crew's true destination: Angel Island. Chaos, Tails' unseen confidant, adds humor to the situation, highlighting the crew's suspicion of Eggman. Later, Tails finds Eggman on the ship's deck at night, lost in thought, and the doctor's tension is palpable. Despite Eggman's attempt at a gentle reprimand, the encounter reinforces the gravity of their mission and the secrets he is keeping from Tails, leaving the young fox feeling unsettled yet eager to uncover the truth.

SUMMARY^2: The film crew learns they are heading to Angel Island, stirring up a cryptic story about a disappeared brown hedgehog. Tails' curiosity about his brother's disappearance intensifies amidst the ship's escalating tension and Eggman's secretive behavior, which includes a private, tension-filled conversation with Captain Blaze and a later encounter with Eggman lost in thought.

SUMMARY^3: Tails discovers Eggman's secret agenda for Angel Island and shares a bonding moment with Rouge. He meets Chaos, a blue hedgehog from his dreams, who offers guidance and kinship. Tails' mechanical skills are crucial for the film crew, while Eggman's suspicious behavior fuels curiosity about the island and its ties to Tails' missing brother.

As Eggman adjusted his posture, Tails noticed something in his hand—a weathered, yellowed map. His sharp eyes caught the intricate markings and strange symbols drawn across its surface.

“Hey, uhh… Robotnik, what’s that thing in your hand?” Tails asked curiously, tilting his head. “It looks… strange.”

Eggman hesitated for a moment, then chuckled nervously. “Oh, oh, my dear Miles, it’s just a map.”

Tails tilted his head,Yes, yes, I’m no fool, Robotnik. I know what a map is.” His tone was sarcastic, mimicking Chaos.

Eggman laughed awkwardly, his hand tightening on the parchment. “Oh, it’s not just any map. This, my dear Miles, is the map—of Angel Island.”

Tails’ eyes widened in

“Oh, yes, Miles. It’s the real deal,” Eggman said, holding the map out for Tails to see.

Tails took it cautiously, his sharp eyes scanning the intricate details.

Tails took the map and began to examine it closely. His heart raced. There was something odd about the map. Something he couldn’t quite place. A symbol in the corner caught his eye. A blue hedgehog, identical to his brother’s face, marked the corner.

He held the map up to the light, his thoughts racing. "I… how do you have this, Robotnik?" he asked, his voice shaky.

Eggman seemed lost in thought. "I bought it," he muttered vaguely.

Tails scrutinized the other symbols on the map. One in particular caught his attention. "Huh, Robotnik, what is that?" he asked, pointing to a strange, cryptic mark near the center.

SUMMARY^1: Tails discovers Eggman has a map of Angel Island, which intensifies his curiosity about the doctor's true intentions. Upon closer inspection, Tails notices a symbol of a blue hedgehog—his brother's likeness—on the map, connecting his family's past to their current quest. Despite Eggman's evasive response about the map's origin, Tails remains suspicious, questioning the significance of the cryptic symbols, particularly one at the center of the map. The narrative tightens as Tails grapples with the personal stakes of their adventure and the hidden connections between his family and the mysterious island.

Eggman, distracted, didn’t immediately respond. Tails' eyes were locked on the map. His gaze shifted, and he tilted it, turning it upside down. The odd symbol was more distinct now, a detailed pattern.

“That... that’s not a stain,” Tails muttered, walking over to the railing. He handed the map back to Eggman. "What’s this? A coffee stain?"

Eggman leaned in, squinting at the map. His expression changed, eyes widening as he realized something. "Oh holy Chaos," he whispered, sounding more intrigued than ever.

The mark began to clear, revealing the faint outline of a hedgehog’s face, its green eyes glowing faintly.

Chaos let out a sarcastic chuckle, floating beside Tails. “Oh, the drama. My name always gets people, doesn’t it?

At that moment, a sudden gust of wind swept through the deck.

"Wait—no! The map!" Eggman cried out as the parchment was plucked from his hands.

Tails leapt forward, but it was too late. The map danced in the wind, spiraling overboard and disappearing into the inky blackness of the sea.

The two stared in stunned silence as the map floated on the water’s surface. Slowly, it was swallowed by a massive bank of fog that seemed to materialize out of nowhere.

Chaos, sensing danger, wrapped protective hug around Tails, pulling him close. "Well, that’s ominous," Chaos muttered.

Tails’ hand instinctively went to the knife his brother had given him, now a cherished gift. It was as though the knife itself was a reminder of the connection between them.

SUMMARY^1: Tails and Eggman's conversation is interrupted by a mysterious symbol on the map that resembles Chaos. The map is accidentally blown overboard into a fog bank, heightening the tension and the sense of an impending revelation. Chaos, now a tangible presence, shields Tails as the fog consumes the map, hinting at a significant link between the map, the blue hedgehog from Tails' dreams, and the unfolding plot. This incident deepens the mystery of Angel Island and the secrets it holds, particularly those connected to Tails' lost brother.

SUMMARY^2: Tails finds a map on Eggman with a symbol of a blue hedgehog, his brother's likeness, raising suspicions about Eggman's intentions. The map hints at a personal connection between Tails' family and the island. Their conversation is interrupted by a mysterious fog, and the map is lost, leaving a trail of intrigue and the emergence of Chaos as a physical entity.

“What is this?” Eggman asked, noticing the knife in Tails’ hand. “Why are you carrying that around?”

The Whirlwind sailed through the eerie, fog-covered waters, the air thick with tension. The once calm night had transformed into an unsettling silence, with only the sound of the waves lapping against the hull. The mist hung low, enveloping the ship in an almost unnatural stillness. The crew, standing on the deck, scanned the foggy horizon, their eyes straining in vain to pierce through the dense curtain of white.

Blaze, standing at the helm, narrowed her eyes at the sea ahead. The captain’s usual confidence was replaced by a rare hint of unease.

“Slow us down,” she ordered firmly, her voice carrying across the deck. “The visibility’s gone to hell.”

“Aye, Captain,” a human crewman responded, immediately signaling to the rest of the crew.

The ship’s speed decreased, its pace now a slow crawl. The fog seemed to grow denser, almost alive, curling and twisting around the ship as if it had a will of its own. The Whirlwind felt isolated, a solitary vessel in an endless, ghostly void.

A crewmember stepped forward, a weighted lead-line in hand. He hurled it overboard, the line disappearing into the dark, still water below. Tension grew as the seconds ticked by.

"Thirty fathoms—no bottom!" the crewmember called out, his voice tight with unease.

“Reduce speed,” Blaze ordered again, her voice steady. “Steerage way on.”

SUMMARY^1: In a tense moment on the S.S. Whirlwind, Tails reveals the knife given by his brother to Eggman. The ship sails into a mysterious fog bank, with the map to Angel Island lost to the sea. Captain Blaze takes charge, ordering the ship to slow down as the fog thickens and visibility diminishes. The crew's anxiety increases when their lead-line shows no bottom, suggesting they are in uncharted waters, emphasizing the perilous nature of their journey and the unknown perils awaiting them on the elusive Angel Island.

HAYES, the ship’s navigator, stood nearby, his face set in a grim expression. He swung the telegraph levers with practiced precision, relaying Blaze’s orders to the engine room.

Hayes moved swiftly to the telegraph and swung the levers. “Dead slow ahead, both,” he echoed the Captain’s command. “But I’m telling you, Captain, we should stop the ship.”

Blaze’s grip tightened on the wheel, her golden eyes narrowed with determination. “Fifteen degrees port,” she commanded, spinning the wheel smoothly. “We’re not stopping, Mr. Hayes. We’ll push through this and find clear water.”

The ship’s pace slowed to a crawl, its movement barely a ripple against the water. The fog thickened further, a dense wall of white and gray that seemed to hum with unseen menace.

Suddenly, the crewmember with the lead line shouted again. “We’ve got seabed! Depth’s changing fast!”

Blaze’s brow furrowed in concern as she gazed at the thickening fog ahead. The wind howled, and her hands gripped the wheel tighter, her heart pounding. This wasn’t just fog—it felt like something more, something unnatural.

"20 degrees starboard!" Blaze barked, spinning the wheel with all her strength.

Hearing her orders, Hayes snapped, his patience wearing thin. "Captain, you don’t know where the hell you’re going!"

Blaze shot him a glare that could pierce steel. “Get me another reading!”.

“Another reading, now!” Hayes relayed the order.

SUMMARY^1: Tails and Eggman discuss the mysterious knife while on the tension-filled S.S. Whirlwind. The ship continues into the dense fog with Captain Blaze at the helm, determined to find a path through. Navigator Hayes advises caution, but Blaze remains steadfast. When the lead-line shows rapidly changing depth, Hayes suggests stopping, but Blaze insists on pushing forward, adding to the sense of unease. The fog is now described as something more than natural, hinting at a supernatural presence influencing their journey to Angel Island, which aligns with the island's secrets and the potential danger surrounding Tails' search for his lost brother.

SUMMARY^2: Tails shows Eggman the knife from his brother as they sail through a fog bank into uncharted waters, symbolizing the deepening mystery and potential dangers ahead. Captain Blaze remains in control despite the crew's anxiety, pushing forward into the unnatural fog that hints at Angel Island's secrets.

Meanwhile, below deck, Tails clutched the knife his brother had given him. Chaos hovered protectively beside him, his faint, ethereal form barely visible.

“I don’t like this,” Tails muttered, gripping the knife tighter. The fog seemed to press into every corner of the ship, its presence oppressive.

“Neither do I,” Chaos whispered. His voice was calm, but Tails could feel his protective energy coiling like a spring, ready to snap at the first sign of danger.

Suddenly, a loud clang echoed through the ship, followed by hurried footsteps. Tails tensed as a group of crewmen rushed past, their faces pale and tense.

Twenty-two fathoms!” a canine crewman barked as he rushed past.

Tails spun around to see T-Pup, his loyal robot dog, skittering toward him on its mechanical legs, eyes glowing softly in the dim light.

“T-Pup!” Tails called out, his voice a mix of relief and worry.

Tails knelt and hugged T-Pup tightly, the faint hum of the robot dog's servos offering a small comfort amidst the encroaching fog. “I’m glad you’re here,” Tails whispered. T-Pup let out a series of cheerful electronic barks, his tail wagging like a metronome.

Chaos floated closer, his tone dripping with mock affection. “Aww, how cute.”

Tails shot a glare in his direction. “Shut up,” he muttered, his voice strained. He stood, holding T-Pup close, still feeling the weight of everything around him. The fog pressed in from all sides, the air thick with an eerie silence.

SUMMARY^1: Tails remains below deck, feeling the tension as the ship sails through the fog, which is affecting the entire crew. He is comforted by the presence of Chaos, who shares his unease. The situation escalates when the depth readings change rapidly, prompting more urgent crew movement and warnings. The arrival of T-Pup, Tails' robotic dog, offers a brief reprieve from the anxiety. Chaos' sarcastic remark lightens the mood, but the oppressive atmosphere continues to build, reflecting the growing concern and the mysteries of Angel Island that they are about to confront.

His hand instinctively reached for a flying hook attached to his belt, a gift from his brother—the last piece of him that remained. The hook’s metallic surface glinted softly in the dim light, reminding Tails of the bond they had shared.

“Well, does it work?” Tails muttered aloud, his voice laced with doubt, as he studied the hook, the thought of his brother and their past weighing heavily on him.

Chaos’s voice interrupted his thoughts, casual and mocking. “Well, buddy, if you press that green button, I bet it’ll work.”

Tails hesitated for a moment, but with a deep breath, he pressed the button. The hook shot out with a sharp whirr, the cable unfurling in an instant before it latched securely onto a nearby part of the crow’s nest.

Tails felt the sudden pull as the hook tightened, and in an instant, he was lifted off his feet, flying towards the crow's nest.

“What now—aaaaahhh!” Tails yelped as the force of the launch sent him flying toward the crow’s nest. He flailed helplessly, trying to regain control, before finally stabilizing, dangling precariously.

“This thing needs a manual!” Tails shouted, his voice echoing through the fog-filled ship.

Chaos's voice floated mockingly beside him. “I said, press the green button like I am the manual.”

Tails shot a sarcastic look into the air. “Thanks, Chaos. Really helpful.”

SUMMARY^1: Tails, driven by his brother's memory, tests a flying hook given to him, which successfully propels him towards the crow's nest. Despite initial panic, he manages to stabilize, showcasing the growing bond between him and Chaos, who teases him amidst the tension. This interaction provides a moment of humor and camaraderie in the face of their increasingly perilous journey into the unknown depths of the fog, symbolizing the adventure and challenges that lie ahead on Angel Island.

SUMMARY^2: Tails shares his fears with Chaos in the tense fog, while the mysterious depth readings add to the crew's unease. The arrival of T-Pup offers temporary relief, and Chaos' humor lightens the mood. Tails' successful use of a flying hook to reach the crow's nest signifies growth and unity in the face of their impending adventure on Angel Island.

“You’re welcome, buddy little,” Chaos replied, his voice dripping with sarcastic affection, a strange echo of Tails’ older brother. The words sent a pang of longing through Tails’ chest, making the ache for his brother all the more tangible.

Chaos, sensing Tails’ discomfort, softened. “I know you miss him,” he said quietly. “I feel it too. I act like your older brother, don’t I?”

Tails didn’t respond at first, his eyes flicking nervously between the fog and the strange glow emanating from Chaos. The gems embedded in his form pulsed faintly, casting eerie reflections through the mist.

"Uh, Chaos?" Tails asked hesitantly, his gaze locked on the shimmering lights. "What’s happening to you?"

Chaos looked down at the glowing gems embedded in his body, their light intensifying. "Huh? Oh, right. Sorry, buddy," he chuckled. "I forgot I can still do that.

The tension aboard the Whirlwind was thick, a sense of foreboding hanging over the crew as the fog closed in around them. Blaze's commands cut through the thick silence, but the fog seemed to absorb them, as if the ship itself was caught in some kind of unyielding grip. Tails, perched in the crow’s nest, felt the weight of the moment as he clutched the edge, his fingers numb from both the cold and the nerves.

"Chaos," he said, his voice barely audible against the shifting atmosphere. "What’s happening to you?"

SUMMARY^1: Chaos' teasing manner mirrors Tails' lost brother, causing a bittersweet moment of nostalgia. The tension on the S.S. Whirlwind escalates as the fog tightens its hold, and the ship's crew grows increasingly anxious. Tails' curiosity about Chaos' glowing gems leads to a gentle inquiry about his transformation. The fog's mysterious power becomes more apparent, setting a foreboding tone for their arrival at Angel Island and the challenges they are destined to face together.

Chaos, floating beside him, looked down at his shimmering form. His gems pulsed softly, the light reflecting off the fog in strange patterns. "It's the island," Chaos replied, his tone low and serious. "The Chaos Emeralds respond to its presence. It means we’re getting closer to Angel Island, little buddy."

Tails' eyes widened as a memory stirred. "What energy? Oh, I remember," he muttered, recalling his older brother's words. His heart quickened with both excitement and apprehension

Chaos seemed to sense Tails' uncertainty, his voice softening. "The emeralds—they hold an unimaginable amount of energy. The radiation they emit is powerful. It causes... changes, just like your brother said."

Tails looked at him, wide-eyed. "Wait, you feel the radiation?"

"Yeah, but it’s more than that, Tails," Chaos said, his body flickering slightly in the mist. "It’s Chaos energy, in a way. And yes, I can feel it. But don’t worry. I can handle it."

Tails swallowed, trying to absorb what Chaos was saying. "Chaos energy, huh? I thought it was just a rumor... my brother told me about it."

Just then, T-Pup barked, its mechanical voice cutting through the tension. Tails turned to see his loyal robot dog wagging its tail excitedly, its glowing eyes fixed on something in the fog.

SUMMARY^1: Chaos' glow intensifies as the S.S. Whirlwind approaches Angel Island, confirming the presence of the powerful Chaos Emeralds. His calm explanation of their reaction to the island's energy contrasts with Tails' rising anxiety. Chaos assures him that he can handle the power, hinting at his true nature and the deeper connections between the two. T-Pup's sudden excitement pierces the tension, drawing their attention to something hidden within the fog, hinting at the mysteries they are about to encounter on Angel Island.

SUMMARY^2: Chaos' teasing resembles Tails' brother, creating a poignant moment. The fog's grip tightens, causing crew anxiety. Chaos explains his glowing gems react to Angel Island's energy, suggesting a link to the powerful Chaos Emeralds. His calmness contrasts with Tails' fear, hinting at Chaos' true nature and the impending adventures on the island. T-Pup's excitement highlights hidden mysteries within the fog.

Tails squinted into the mist, and there it was—Angel Island. Through the swirling fog, the lights from the island shone like a beacon, a distant mirage that suddenly became real. T-Pup’s bark seemed to anchor Tails to reality, the dog's enthusiasm catching his attention.

"No way..." Tails muttered, wide-eyed, his voice filled with disbelief. "Angel Island... It's real!"

Before he could process what was happening, the ship jerked, moving rapidly toward a colossal structure. A massive wall, rising 200 feet into the sky, suddenly loomed before them. The Whirlwind seemed like a speck compared to its size, dwarfed by the sheer scale of it.

What shit ?Tails said confusion and awe melded into one as he stared at the looming structure, his grip tightening on the crow's nest. T-Pup's barks grew more insistent, the robotic dog's excitement palpable even amidst the tension.

"Watch your language, little buddy. You're still just a kid."Chaos said with mock reprimand.

Tails, a bit embarrassed, chuckle nervously. “I forgot... I'm no adult. But sometimes, I act like I am. I hide my age, you know, to fit in with the adults.”

Chaos nodded, his glowing eyes softening. "I get it. But don’t forget, little buddy, I’ll always care about you. You may act like an adult, but you’re still a kid in my eyes, and that's okay."

SUMMARY^1: Angel Island emerges from the fog, revealing a colossal structure that dwarfs the S.S. Whirlwind, leaving Tails in awe. His conversation with Chaos touches on his secret of hiding his true age to fit in, and Chaos offers a comforting reminder of his youth and the protection he still needs amidst their perilous journey. The bond between the two deepens as they prepare to confront the mysteries and dangers of the island, with T-Pup's excitement serving as a stark contrast to the impending tension.

Tails, still feeling the weight of the moment, smiled faintly, reassured by Chaos' words. "Thanks, Chaos," he whispered, clinging to his resolve. The uncertainty of the island ahead still loomed, but with his companions beside him, he felt a glimmer of hope.

Meanwhile, on deck, Captain Blaze stared at the towering wall in disbelief, her hands gripping the wheel.

“Hard to starboard!” she shouted, spinning the wheel with all her strength.

“Stop engines!” Blaze commanded.

Hayes rushed to the telegraph, slamming it to “STOP” as the ship groaned, slowing to a halt mere feet from the wall. The Whirlwind floated eerily still, dwarfed by the towering structure ahead.

Eggman, drawn to the forward railing, stood transfixed, his eyes wide as he took in the colossal wall towering above the ship. Awe and astonishment radiated from him

The Whirlwind began to slow, but its sheer weight pushed it forward, threatening to collide with the towering rock face.

Tails, standing at the edge of the crow's nest, felt his heart race in terror as the ship hurtled toward the wall. His grip tightened, his breath quickened, and he instinctively braced himself for impact.

Before he could react further, Chaos wrapped his glowing arms around Tails, pulling him into a protective embrace. His shimmering form seemed to pulse with energy as he shielded Tails, his body a reassuring warmth in the face of the oncoming danger.

SUMMARY^1: Captain Blaze expertly navigates the ship away from the massive wall of Angel Island, while Tails remains in the crow's nest, overwhelmed by fear. Chaos comforts him, sharing his own awe and revealing his protective nature. The ship comes to a close halt, and Eggman shares in the crew's astonishment, hinting at his own curiosity and perhaps his hidden agenda for the island. Chaos’s embrace, powered by the emerging Chaos energy, provides a moment of solace and protection amidst the impending peril.

Blaze's eyes scanned the fog desperately, trying to make sense of the situation, searching for a way out of the peril they were in. The thick mist seemed to swallow everything around them, leaving them with no clear path.

Tails’ face was etched with terror, his wide eyes locked on the fast-approaching wall. “We’re not going to make it!” he cried, panic rising in his chest.

Chaos’ grip tightened around Tails, his glowing form becoming even more intense. “Don’t worry, little buddy. I’ve got you,” Chaos said, his voice steady and strong as he held Tails close, offering what little reassurance he could in this moment of impending danger.

Blaze’s eyes darted through the thick fog, searching desperately for a way out.

CRUNCH! The bow of the ship crumpled against the wall, sending a violent shudder through the Whirlwind.

Tails’ eyes snap open, his breath catching as he sees the crumpled metal and shattered wood below. Chaos’ protective grip never falters, shielding him from the worst of the shock.

You okay?” Chaos asks, his kaleidoscopic eyes shimmering as he checks on the young fox.

Tails nodded shakily, his heart still hammering in his chest. “Y-yeah, I’m okay,” he managed, his voice trembling. He looked down at the shattered bow, the water rushing in.

“T-Pup!” Tails shouted. His robotic dog barked in response, launching into the air with its flying paw attachments.

T-Pup soared to Tails, catching him mid-air before setting him safely on the deck below.

Tails landed and immediately began running. “We need to save everyone!” he shouted, determination replacing his fear.

Chaos gave a teasing smirk. “Saving your girlfriend too?”

“Shut up!” Tails snapped, his face turning red. “Rouge isn’t my girlfriend! Besides, I’m just a kid, and she’s way older than me. Also, she has a boyfriend—Shadow! Now focus! We need to get everyone off this ship!”

The chaos on deck intensified as the crew scrambled to repair the damage. The Whirlwind listed heavily to one side, threatening to tip. Eggman remained frozen at the railing, his mind racing with theories and possibilities about the mysterious wall.

Tails sprinted below deck, calling out as he passed each cabin. “Everyone, get to the deck! We need to evacuate!”

Reaching Rouge’s room, Tails burst through the door.

“What’s going on?” Rouge asked, sitting up from her bunk, her sharp eyes filled with concern.

“The ship hit something! We need to get out now!” Tails exclaimed, his voice urgent.

Rouge leaped to her feet, quickly scanning her surroundings. “Where’s Shadow?”

“He’s up there with the others!” Tails said, grabbing her hand. “Come on!”

They hurried up the stairs together, but the ship’s tilt made the climb treacherous. Rouge lost her balance and began to fall, but Tails reacted swiftly, catching her with surprising strength for his small frame.

“I’ve got you!” Tails said, steadying her.

Rouge blinked in surprise, then gave a small smirk. “Thanks, hero.”

Above them, Chaos chuckled, watching the scene unfold. “Oh, how romantic. You sure you’re not stealing Shadow’s girlfriend?”

“Shut up,” Tails hissed under his breath, his face flushed as he helped Rouge continue up the stairs.

Together, they continued their run, Tails guiding Rouge up the stairs, determined to make it to safety.

Suddenly, Tails spotted Shadow running toward them.

“You okay, Rouge? Little fox?” Shadow called out as he reached them, his eyes scanning the scene for any signs of danger.

We’re fine,” Tails said, his resolve firm. “But we need to move—now!”

The trio joined the rest of the crew and cast, who were scrambling to respond to Blaze’s orders. The thick fog shrouded the deck, the mysterious island looming closer.

“Give me some power! Half astern, both!” Blaze shouted to Hayes.

“Half astern, both, Captain!” Hayes confirmed, adjusting the controls.

Shadow’s expression darkened as his gaze shifted to the fog, where a jagged rock loomed ominously off the starboard bow.

Rock!" Shadow warned.

Tails spun around, his stomach sinking as he saw the truth of it—rocks surrounded them.

Rocks to starboard… to port… oh no, rocks everywhere!” Tails exclaimed, his voice trailing off. His mind flashed back to a buried memory—a different ship, another time, another near-death experience.

Chaos immediately hugged Tails, his form flickering protectively around him. Tails woke from his reverie and looked around, the fog thick and cold against his fur

Another reverie, eh?” Chaos teased gently, his glowing arms still around Tails

Tails blinked back into focus, the fog cold against his fur. “Yeah,” he muttered, shaking his head to clear it.

Blaze staggered into the wheelhouse, slamming the telegraph lever forward. “Full ahead!” she commanded, gripping the wheel and taking control from Hayes.

Hayes ran outside, shouting, “Rocks to port, Captain!

The Whirlwind rode the swell, surging forward. Suddenly— CRUNCH!

A sickening groan of metal echoed as the ship ran aground on hidden rocks. Hayes froze in horror, the jagged outcrop coming within inches of the hull.

Eggman staggered forward, gripping the railing as the ship lurched violently, his gaze fixed on the towering cliffs.

Blaze slammed the engines into reverse, but it was too late. The Whirlwind ground sickeningly against the rock, the ship shuddering under the pressure.

Hayes could hardly believe his eyes as he stared up at the looming rock, unable to comprehend what was happening.

Tails, standing frozen, stared at the eerie silhouette of an island visible through the thinning fog. Jagged peaks rose from a rocky shoreline, and crumbling ruins clung to barren cliffs.

“No way... it’s... it’s Angel Island,” he whispered, almost fainting.

“Calm down, little buddy,” Chaos said, steadying him.

Rouge stepped closer, her face a mask of disbelief as the ghostly island loomed before them, shrouded in mystery.

The jagged peaks and crumbling ruins of the island loomed ahead, a haunting yet majestic sight. JETS of water sprayed into the engine room, the crew struggling to keep the ship afloat.

Blaze descended below deck, grim-faced as she supervised the frantic efforts to control the flooding. Tails and Chaos followed, T-Pup clinging to Tails' side as the robotic dog's lights flickered with concern.

The engine room was a maelstrom of water and panic. Screams of the crew pierced the air as they worked to patch the gash in the ship’s hull.

“Hayes!” she shouted.

Hayes turned, his face grim. “She’s taken a pounding, Captain.”

“What about the prop?” Blaze asked.

“Shaft’s not bent, far as we can tell, but it’s stuck hard against the rock,” Hayes replied.

Blaze’s eyes narrowed as she took in the dire situation. “We’re stuck, then?”

“For now, yes,” Hayes said, his voice tight with anxiety. “We’ve got to get off this rock and patch the hull before we can even think about moving again.”

Tails run go out room

The ship trembled as the engines roared, fighting the unyielding grip of the rock. Water sprayed and hissed around the damaged hull, filling the air with mist and the acrid smell of diesel.

"We can't just leave the ship like this!" Tails insisted, his heart pounding as he looked over the damage. The flooding was only getting worse, the engine room sinking deeper into the water. "We need to do something—"

Eggman, still fixated on his missing camera, overheard and immediately pointed a finger at Tails. "No, no, no! History! My film!" He practically screeched, clutching his coat dramatically. "I have to get this on record!"

Tails stared at him for a beat, completely dumbfounded. "Seriously? We're going down and you're worried about your footage?!"

Eggman blinked, completely oblivious. "Yes, of course! This is a once-in-a-lifetime event! People will thank me for documenting this disaster."

With a deep sigh, Tails rolled his eyes. "Fine. I'll get you your camera. But you better be ready to abandon ship if things get worse!

Tails rushed to Eggman's cabin, the urgency in his steps echoing through the corridor. He found the cabin in disarray, the camera fillm

Chaos followed closely behind, his glowing form lighting the dark corridor as the ship continued to groan under the strain. "Tails, we don’t have time for this," he said, his voice low but firm.

Tails barely glanced at Chaos as he opened the door to Eggman’s cabin. "I know, but he won’t shut up about it. If I don’t get him the camera, I’ll never hear the end of it."

The cabin was a mess—drawers open, clothes scattered everywhere.

Come on, come on…” Tails muttered, shoving aside papers and equipment.

Chaos hovered by the doorway, his liquid form shifting anxiously, his eyes darting around as the sound of water splashing grew louder, echoing through the ship. “Hurry up, Tails,” he urged. “The longer we stay here, the more dangerous it gets.”

The cabin was a mess—drawers open, clothes scattered everywhere.

Come on, come on…” Tails muttered, shoving aside papers and equipment.

Chaos hovered by the doorway, his liquid form shifting anxiously, his eyes darting around as the sound of water splashing grew louder, echoing through the ship. “Hurry up, Tails,” he urged. “The longer we stay here, the more dangerous it gets.”

Tails finally spotte film camera as a black camera with two mounted reels of film, it lay partially submerged in the water that was quickly filling the cabin. He waded over, his two tails acting as a makeshift balance beam, and snatched it up.

“Got it!” Tails shouted, holding the camera over his head as he turned to Chaos.

Chaos steadied Tails with a gentle touch, his glow dimming slightly in the face of the cold water. "Good job, little buddy. Now, let's get topside."

Tails nodded, bolting for the door with Chaos close behind. The ship tilted sharply, and he had to grip the wall to keep from sliding. As they reached the main corridor, a burst of steam shot from a broken pipe, scalding the air.

“Careful!” Chaos warned, his hand shooting out to grab Tails’ shoulder, keeping him from slipping on the wet floor.

The corridor grew steeper as the ship’s bow sank lower, the water now rushing in from the engine room. Tails’ heart hammered in his chest as he clutched the camera tightly to his body, the weight of the waterlogged device feeling like a burden that could pull him under.

“This way!” Chaos shouted, leading them to the stairs that ascended to the deck. The once-sturdy staircase had become a water slide, and they had to climb carefully to avoid being sweptdown. Tails gritted his teeth, muscles straining as he hoisted himself up, the camera still clutched tightly in his arms. The ship groaned again, the loud crack of wood splitting in the distance causing both of them to jump.

“Almost there,” Chaos urged, his form flickering with an electric-like tension as they neared the deck. The air was thick with saltwater mist, the once clear sky now overcast and oppressive.

Tails could hear the crew shouting above, and the frantic sounds of water rushing into the lower decks. A loud crash echoed through the hull as something heavy shifted, and the ship lurched again, making the ascent even harder.

Tails slipped momentarily, but Chaos was there, grabbing him by the waist and lifting him up with ease, his glowing form guiding them forward.

"Thanks," Tails panted, his eyes never leaving the exit ahead.

"No problem, buddy," Chaos said, his voice tight with concern. "We're almost there."

They reached the deck, the wind howling around them and the fog thick enough to cut with a knife.Tails spotted Eggman, an a boat tiny members filme shadow and Rouge HERB, jef 0BRUCE and FOUR SAILORS

"Eggman!" Tails shouted, holding up the film camera triumphantly. "Got it!"

Eggman’s eyes widened with delight. “Excellent, my boy! Hand it over! Come on Miles

Tails glared at him, exhaustion and frustration flooding his mind. “You better make this worth it, Robotnik!” he shouted over the howl of the wind and the sound of the ship creaking as it fought against the rocks. His voice trembled, but not from fear—he was just fed up.

Eggman cradled the camera like a newborn, inspecting it with exaggerated care. “Oh, my beautiful masterpiece! You’ve been through hell, haven’t you?” He wiped the water off the lens with his sleeve before grinning at Tails.

Chaos rolled his kaleidoscopic eyes and muttered, "I believe Eggman has officially lost it."

Tails sigh he arms T-Pup’s he jump boat tiny

The small boat rocked dangerously as Tails landed inside, his grip tightening around T-Pup as the little robot let out a distressed whine. The lifeboat was already crowded—Eggman, Rouge, Shadow, several members of the film crew, and four sailors all crammed together as the waves tossed them around like a toy in a bathtub.

Shadow caught Tails’s eye and nodded curtly. “You okay, kid?”

“Yeah,” Tails managed, his teeth chattering from the cold and the adrenaline. He couldn’t believe they were actually leaving the Whirlwind, their home for the last few weeks, to be swallowed by the foggy unknown of Angel Island.

Rouge wrapped a blanket around Tails, her eyes scanning him for injuries. “You sure?” she asked, her voice tight with worry.

“I’m fine,” Tails said, forcing a smile. He knew she was more concerned about his well-being than he was about the situation.

The lifeboat lurched forward, its oars slicing through the turbulent waves. Behind them, the Whirlwind groaned, its once-proud frame succumbing to the water.

Herb clutched the camera as Eggman fussed over it.

As they drifted away, Tails glanced back toward the ship. On deck, he could just make out Blaze, the ship’s captain, standing alongside Mr. Hayes.

Should I bring them back?” Hayes asked.

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Episode 0

It’s 1954, in a once-vibrant jungle now tainted by the onset of atomic tests from afar. The animals live in balance—predators hunt and prey scatter, birds soar above, free from worry, and creatures move about their lives unaware of the distant human advancements about to reach them.

In this jungle, one small brown hedgehog skitters through the underbrush, his quills bristling as he searches for food. He’s young, vulnerable, and constantly aware of the dangers around him. In the trees above, a hungry, single-tailed fox watches intently, his keen eyes locked on the hedgehog as potential prey. This fox, bigger and faster than the hedgehog, is driven by a primal urge to survive, stalking his next meal in silence.

High in the branches above, a single-tailed fox crouches, yellow eyes narrowed with hunger as he tracks the hedgehog below. Bigger and faster, the fox has grown lean from his solitary life, learning the art of the hunt through necessity. Driven by a primal need to survive, he inches forward, eyes locked on his quarry, muscles tensed to pounce.

Suddenly, both creatures stop, their instincts flaring with an intense sense of wrongness. A low, distant rumble disrupts the natural symphony of the jungle. The ground vibrates beneath their feet, sending ripples through nearby puddles. The hedgehog raises his head, heart pounding, while the fox’s gaze darts toward the horizon, where an unnatural glow begins to light up the distant sky—a glow growing brighter and more terrifying with each passing second.

There, beyond the canopy, an unnatural glow begins to light up the distant sky. It intensifies, burning brighter and fiercer with each passing second, casting harsh shadows across the jungle. Then, a blinding flash erupts, followed by a monstrous roar—BOOM—as the force of an atomic explosion rips through the land. Trees are torn from their roots, the ground heaves and buckles, and a searing wave of heat devours everything in its path.

When the smoke clears, the once-lush jungle is reduced to charred remains, a lifeless landscape stretching into the distance. Amidst the ruins, only two creatures Two dark shadows linger over them, twisting and merging as if trying to mold them into something new—something monstrous.

To be continued...

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Episode 0

Prince Sonic, the last heir to the royal Kraken family of Mobius, was once a figure of power and grace. Mutated and unique, he towered at a colossal 960 meters, far larger than any Kraken before him. His royal blue tentacles and ability to control water with supersonic speed made him both feared and admired. However, unlike the other Kraken royals, Sonic was plagued by his immense power, and it drove him to madness.

One day, overcome by rage, Sonic emerged from the ocean, unleashing destruction upon the surface. Cities were reduced to rubble, people fled in terror, and even his own family was harmed by his uncontrolled fury. His grandmother, the Warrior Queen of the Seven Seas, was the only one powerful enough to stop him. In a desperate battle, she managed to seal Sonic in an underwater prison, but not before catching a glimpse of the sorrow in her grandson's eyes. As the sealing magic took hold, Sonic cradled a small baby fox in his massive tentacles—his adopted younger brother, Tails.

Tails, a two-tailed fox with bright, innocent eyes, had been adopted by Sonic months before. Despite not being of royal Kraken blood, Sonic loved Tails deeply and swore to protect him at all costs. Fearing for Tails' safety on the surface, Sonic devised a plan to keep him out of danger. On the night that Tails was taken in by a surface family, Sonic left behind a single note with a crucial warning: "Never go in the water." He knew that although Tails wasn't a full-blooded Kraken, his connection to the sea could awaken powers that would put him in great danger.

On the surface, Tails was found by Amadeus Prower, a renowned monster slayer who had spent years hunting giants. When Amadeus discovered the baby fox and the mysterious note, he took Tails in as his own son, unaware of the connection between the child and the great Kraken prince. He raised Tails with love, teaching him everything he knew, but he never fully understood the depth of the warning left behind by Sonic.

Years passed, and Tails grew up as a happy, playful child, oblivious to his true heritage. One day, as Amadeus was walking through his home, he heard the sound of giggles coming from Tails' room. Curious, he opened the door just a crack and was stunned by what he saw—colossal blue tentacles gently cradling his son near the window. The tentacles were massive, far too large to belong to any normal creature, and they glowed faintly in the moonlight.

Amadeus, ever the monster slayer, instinctively reached for his blades, ready to defend his son. But as he raised his weapon, he paused. Tails wasn’t crying or scared—he was giggling, happy, and playing with the tentacles as if they were a familiar presence. The tentacles didn’t seem to harm him. In fact, they held him protectively, almost lovingly.

Then, Tails spoke his first word: "Sowic." It was a soft, affectionate sound, a name that Amadeus didn’t recognize, but it resonated deeply with the child.

Meanwhile, deep within his underwater prison, Sonic wept. Though he was sealed far below the ocean's surface, his connection to Tails remained strong. He could sense his younger brother's joy, and for a fleeting moment, Sonic's heart was filled with happiness. But as the memory of his past destruction and the lives he had ruined resurfaced, his tears flowed again, mixing with the saltwater around him. Sonic whispered countless apologies into the abyss, yearning to hold Tails once more, even as he remained trapped by the consequences of his own uncontrollable rage.

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Tails’s adventure return episode 2 let go

Time 12:08 am

place:New York

Night had fallen over New York City, and the neon lights cast a rainbow glow over the damp streets as Tails made his way home. His thoughts swirled with the possibilities of tomorrow's adventure. He felt a strange mix of excitement and fear, his heart racing at the thought of leaving his solitary life behind.

Suddenly dog robot barked licking his face, Tails hi buddy," he said, scratching behind the robot's ear here to keep me safe.

SUMMARY^1: Eggman informs Tails that they are leaving the next day and that he only needs to bring his toolkit and a change of clothes, as they will be off the grid. Tails feels a mix of excitement and anxiety as he contemplates the sudden adventure ahead and the secrets he must keep. He returns home, where his robotic dog companion awaits him, adding a layer of comfort to his tumultuous evening.

The robot wagged its tail. "Bank," he pet the robot "Thank you for always being there for me."

The robot's eyes lit up with affection. "Woof!"

Tails and the robot parted ways, Tails walk apartment tiredness seeping into his bone. As he climbed the stairs to his small, cramped apartment, he couldn't shake the feeling that his life was about to change forever.

Once inside, he surveyed his meager living space, the walls adorned with posters of his favorite inventors and a few childhood toys scattered on the floor. The reality of his situation hit him like a ton of bricks. He was about to leave everything he knew for an adventure that could either fulfill his wildest dreams or be a complete disaster.

Tails quickly gathered his few possessions, stuffing them into a small backpack. His toolkit,

Suddenly dog robot bedroom door creaked dog mouth box symbol hedgehog

What box?" Tails asked, his curiosity piqued.

The robot dog nudged a small, dusty cardboard box in the corner with

approached and pulled out the box, his heart racing as he recalled the faded label that read "Memories of a older Brother." He had found it in the wreckage of their old home, the only reminder of the life they once shared before the acciden

He gently lifted the lid, and a flood of emotions washed over him as he sifted through the contents: arms maps, old photographs, and a few small gadgets that his brother had made. His eyes fell upon a flying hook s Bushcraft Knife, a tool their brother had always carried with him on their adventures. Tails picked it up, feeling its weight in his hand, and a sense of hdetermination grew within him. He knew he had to take it with him, as it might come in handy on this new journey.

Tails knew he had to take the knife and flying hook with him. They were more than just objects; they were symbols of his brother's spirit of adventure and a potential key to unlocking he known brother death. He wrapped them carefully in a cloth and placed them in his backpack, feeling a warmth spread through his chest as he did

The clock on the wall ticked away the hours eatticked away the hours eat Teeth brushed, Tails lay in bed, dog robot at his side, staring at the ceiling. He was too excited to sleep. The adventure of a lifetime was waiting for him he happy and sadness he know

brother no alive. He knew that this journey might not lead him to his brother, but it was a chance to escape the life he had been forced into and to honor his brother's memory by exploring the world they had always talked about.

Next day Tails awoke with a start. Sounds smartphone beeped insistently on nightstand

What happened William?" Tails asked, his voice sleepy and

You boss call," the ai smartphone spoke in a calm, robotic tone.

SUMMARY^1: Tails finds a treasure trove of his brother's belongings, including a flying hook and a knife. He decides to bring them on his adventure, symbolizing his brother's spirit. Despite feeling a mix of excitement and sorrow, he prepares for the trip, knowing it's an opportunity to escape his current life0

SUMMARY^2: Tails joins Eggman's film crew as the mechanic, thrilled by the adventure ahead. He keeps his new role a secret and returns home to his robotic dog, who shows him a box of their lost brother's possessions, which he decides to bring on the journey. This emotional moment reinforces his determination to uncover the truth about his brother's disappearance.

Tails' eyes shot open, and he sat up in bed. "What?" he exclaimed, his heart racing.

Cardinal say something important," the smartphone insisted.

Tails took a deep breath and picked up the phone, his stomach churning with anxiety

. "Okay, play the message."Tails took a deep breath

Hi miles Prower," the message from Cardinal began, his voice strained. "I need to talk to you as soon as possible.

Tails heart skipped a beat. "Boss know," he murmured to himself, dread creeping in.

Happy you vacation," the smartphone informed him after the message finished playing.

Tails stared at the phone, his mind racing. "Vacation?" he murmured. "He thinks I'm going on vacation?"

The robot dog looked up at him with a tilted head, sensing his confusion. "Bank bank," it whined softly.

Tails stared at the phone, the message playing on a loop in his mind. "Vacation," he murmured again, a glimmer of hope shining through the fog of his anxiety. Could it be true? Did Eggman somehow convince Cardinal to let him go? He took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing

He look clock 10 : 06 am 1Tails knew he had to get moving. He had less than seven hours to get to the dock and meet Eggman. Quickly, he showered and dressed in his sturdiest clothes: that are red from the heel to the middle and white and white gloves with a gray band around each wrist. As he packed his backpack, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was forgetting something important. But what?

His mind raced through the tasks he had completed the day before, his interactions with Eggman, and the mysterious box that had been left behind. Suddenly, it hit him. The box! It contained the only real connections he had to his lost brother. He couldn't leave it behind. Carefully, he wrapped the knife and hook in a cloth and placed them in his backpack alongside his toolkit.

grabbed the leash and attached it to the robot dog's collar, feeling a strange sense of comfort knowing he wasn't going alone. "Let's go, buddy," he said, swinging the backpack over his shoulder. They descended the stairs and stepped out into the cool morning air, the robot dog trotting alongside him.

Alright T-Pup," Tails said to the robot dog, a small smile forming on his lips. "We're going on an adventure."

The robot dog looked up at him, tail wagging with excitement. "Woof!"

They walked through the early morning streets of New York City, the air still fresh and the sun just beginning to peek over the horizon. Tails couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness as he looked around at the familiar sights that he might not see again for a long time. The robot dog seemed to sense his mood, nudging him gently with its nose.

"Come on," Tails said, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and anxiety we need bit buy supplies before we go."

The robot dog barked in agreement, and together they made their way to the nearest market. Tails's eyes scanned the aisles for anything that might be useful on their trip, his mind racing with thoughts of the unknown. He grabbed a few cans of dog food and a collapsible water bowl for his robotic companion, along with some energy bars and a bottle of water for himself.

As they approached the checkout and the pay-wave scanner beeped, exit store Tails felt a hand on his shoulder.

Miles Prower voice over

Tails he know voice, and his heart sank. He turned around to face mouse tail Anonimus the mouse, who had been his bullying and abusive co-worker for years. Anonimus had a lookhad a smug look on his face, his whiskers twitching with glee.

Well well wel, if isn't little Miles Prower playing hooky," Anonimus sneered, his eyes narrowing. "Where do you think you're going with that bag, huh?"

Tails felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. He had hoped to slip away unnoticed, but seemed his luck had run out. "It's just a little vacation," he lied, trying to keep his voice steady. "I'm going to visit my uncle."

uncle? Little fox like you has no family," Anonimus sneered, his eyes narrowing suspiciously.

Tails gritted his teeth, trying to keep his cool. "It's none of your business," he replied, pulling away from the mouse's grip.

Oh, but it freakin' is my business," Anonimus snarled, his grip tightening on Tails' shoulder. "You think you can just waltz out of here without telling anyone? Without finishing your bangin' work?"

Tails' heart raced as he struggled to come up with a plausible excuse. He knew that if Anonimus reported him, his chances of joining Eggman's expedition would be ruined. "I-I got a call from my uncle," he stammered. "He's sick. I need to go right away."

Anonimus's smug expression faltered for a moment before he snorted. "Yeah, right. And I'm the king of Mobius. I know you're up to something, and I'm going to find out what it is," he said, reaching for Tails' backpack.

Panic surged through Tails as he stepped back, pulling the bag out of Anonimus's reach. "I'm sorry, but I really have to go," he said firmly, his eyes meeting the mouse's with a newfound resolve. "It's a family emergency."

family emergency ?You know they hates you, right? You're nothing but a street rat to them." His eyes narrowed, and his grip tightened. But I'll let you go this time, Prower. But you better not forget who's in charge here."

Tails felt a surge of anger and fear, but he knew he couldn't let Anonimus ruin this chance. He nodded, his eyes never leaving the mouse's. "Thanks," he said through gritted teeth. "I won't forget

With that, he turned on his heel and stormed out of the store, the robot dog following closely behind. His heart pounded in his chest as he broke into a run, not looking back to see if Anonimus was still watching.

family didn't want him. He knew it was true, but the sting of Anonimus's words didn't lessen the pain. Tails and the robot dog raced through the streets, dodging early morning traffic and pedestria

Suddenly stomach grumble Tails realized he hadnt eaten much breakfast. He stopped at a street vendor and bought a couple of bagels, tearing into one as he walked. The doughy bread and the sweet smell of the strawberry jam filled his senses, and for a brief moment, he allowed himself to savor the simple pleasure.

Okay Eggman say 5 :00 now Tails look clock 11:00 pm. Hours six to spare.

"I miss my older brother," Tails said softly, his voice tinged with sadness.

The robot dog looked up at Tails with a concerned beep, sensing his distress. Tails took a deep breath and nodded, forcing a smile. "It's okay, buddy," he said, patting

As they walked through the streets, Tails's eyes fell upon a well-worn book titled "Hook's Handbook of Survival: A Comprehensive Guide for the Modern Adventurer" in a shop window. He picked it up

As they walked through the streets, Tails's eyes fell upon a well-worn book titled "Hook's Handbook of Survival: A Comprehensive Guide for the Modern Adventurer" in a shop window. He picked it up, flipping through the pages. It was filled with instructions for various survival skills, from how to start a fire to setting up a shelter. It was as if the universe itself was telling him that he was ready for this adventure."This might come in handy," Tails murmured to himself.

"This might come in handy," Tails murmured to himself.

He approached the vendor. "Excuse me, how much for this book?" Tails asked.

The vendor looked at the book and then at Tails. "That'll be ten bucks, kid," he said.

Tails handed over the money and put the book in his backpack. "Thanks," he said, feeling a bit more prepared

The shopkeeper nodded and took the payment. As Tails left the store, he felt a sense of readiness wash over him. Everything he needed was now safely packed.

As Tails walked through the playground, he took a moment to read through the book. The survival tips and techniques gave him a sense of confidence. The instructions on how to set up a shelter, start a fire, and navigate unknown terrain seemed like they would be invaluable for his journey.

1:00 PM

With only four hours left until he was due at the docks, Tails stopped to catch his breath. As his mind raced with thoughts of what was to come, he noticed a familiar voice calling out to him

Tails and T-Pup continue their preparations, with Tails buying a survival guide titled "Hook's Handbook of Survival" to be better prepared for the adventure ahead. He reads through the book, gaining confidence from the skills it contains, as they head to the docks with four hours to spare before meeting Eggman's crew.

Tails!"He turned to see Amy Rose and Cream the Rabbit approaching with bright smiles.

Tails froze at the sound of familiar voices. He turned to see Amy Rose and Cream the Rabbit walking toward him, both looking surprised but happy to see him.

Uhh- hi ,"Tails said, trying to sound nonchalant despite his racing heart. He hadn't told his friends about his secret adventure with Eggman's crew yet. "What are you guys doing here?"

Tails!” Amy called, her pink fur glowing under the streetlights as she waved at him with her signature hammer slung over her shoulder. Cream, the small rabbit, smiled sweetly, holding onto her Chao companion, Cheese.“

What are you doing out here so late?” Cream asked, tilting her head curiously.

Yes you work?. "Amy Asked, her smile faltering slightly as she took in Tails's disheveled appearance and the bulging backpack.

I"m well uhh vacation ."Tails said awkwardly, hoping they wouldn't pry further.

Amy's eyes widened. "Vacation? In the middle of the week?" she questioned, her tone skeptical.

Cream looked concerned. "Is everything okay, Tails?"

Tails tried to maintain his composure as Amy and Cream continued to study him with curiosity and concern. He glanced down at his robotic dog, who wagged its tail nervously.

Tails shifteduncomfortably, scratching the back of his head. "Yeah, uh... it's just a last-minute thing. You know, boss said I could take a week off, so... I'm heading out of town for a bit," he replied, his voice sounding unsure even to his own ears

Amy crossed her arms, her brow furrowed as she examined him closely. "Really? That doesn't sound like something you'd do without telling us first, Tails. You've been acting strange lately."

Cream, ever the innocent and gentle one, simply looked up at him with wide, trusting eyes. "We're just worried about you, Tails. You seem... different."

Okay okay girls I will say it please promise say no nobody."Tails said, sweat beading on his fur."I've been hired by Eggman to help with his new film project.

Who is Eggman ."Amy and Cream voice confusion and worry.

Tails sighed deeply, knowing he couldn't keep the truth from his friends any longer. "Eggman is... well, he's a filmmaker. He's the one who does those big wildlife documentaries you've seen. But this time, he's planning something bigger, and he asked me to come along as his tech

Okay girls listen."Tails said, his voice low and serious."I know Eggman has a weird reputation, but he promised me an adventure of a lifetim

Just need a little break from everything, you know?

Amy and Cream exchanged skeptical looks, but Tails could see the flicker of excitement in their eyes. They had always been supportive of his love for adventure. "Well, if you're sure about this, we'll trust you," Amy said finally. "But promise us you'll stay safe, okay?

Tails smiled, relieved that Amy and Cream were willingo trust him. "I promise," he said, giving them a quick hug. I'll be back before you And who knows, maybe I'll have some amazing and crazy stories to share."

Amy and Cream laughter okay we promise that kept secret."Amy said, giving Tails a playful nudge with her hammer. Cream nodded in agreement. "But you really have to tell us everything when you get back," she added, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Tails smiled, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. "I will, I promise," he said with a grin, giving both Amy and Cream a quick hug. "Thanks for understanding. I really appreciate it."

Amy swung her hammer over her shoulder with a playful smirk. "You better come back in one piece, Tails. I don’t want to have to go all the way to find you and drag you back!"

Tails laughed nervously, his tails swishing behind him. "Don't worry, I'll be fine," he assured them.

Okay bye."Amy and Cream said hugging Tails goodbye, their eyes filled with a mix of excitement and concern.

Tails returned their hugs, feeling a warmth in his chest as he said his goodbyes. "I'll see you soon!" he called after them as they waved and disappeared down the street.

miss my brother older."tails thoughts Sadness swelled in his chest as he watched his friends disappear into the bustling street. The robot dog beeped gently, sensing his sadness, and Tails leaned down to pat its head. "Thanks, buddy," he whispered. "Let's go."

Hours passed quickly, and before Tails knew it, it was 4:49 PM. He still had a bit of time before he needed to be at the docks. With his preparations complete, he and the robot dog made their way toward the waterfronto

The dock was bustling with activity as various ships and watercrafts of all sizes came and went. The salt air filled Tails' nostrils, and the distant sound of seagulls squawking was music to his ears.

As Tails approached the specified dock, he saw a large vessel that looked like it could handle any adventure Eggman had in mind. The ship was named "The S.S. Whirlwind," and it was a majestic sight, gleaming in the afternoon sun.

"Wow," he whispered to the robot dog. "This is it."

The robot dog's eyes lit up with excitement. "Woof!"

Tails took a deep breath and tightened his grip onLet's go," he said, striding toward the ship.

The crew of the S.S. Whirlwind was a motley group, with members bustling about, loading supplies and checking equipment. The robot dog's presence earned them a few curious glances, but no one stopped them as they boarded. Tails couldn't help but feel like he was in over his head, but the excitement of the unknown propelled him forward.

He hear look Eggman and bat and cat purposefully and flamingo walking toward him, a mix of anticipation and apprehension swirling in his

Miles, there you are!" Eggman boomed, his voice cutting through the din of the bustling crew. He waved Tails over with a flourish of his

Eggman say "Ah, yes Captain Blaze the Cat And this lovely lady is Rouge the Bat, our leading lady for the film. Rouge, this is Miles Prower, our newest crew member and mechanical genius."

Rouge, a sleek and sophisticated bat with fur, white offered a smile and a curt nod. "Nice to meet you, Miles," she said, her voice smooth as silk. "I've heard a lot about your skills."

Tails felt his cheeks warm under her gaze. "Thanks," he mumbled, unsure of what to say next..

Why don't i show miss rouge to her cabin Tails said softly to Eggman, eager to be useful and to get away from the intense gaze of his new colleagues.

Wonderful idea thank you miles Eggman said with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Rouge, why don't you follow Tails here?" He patted her on the back, and she rolled her eyes playfully before turning to follow the young fox.

Miss Rouge if you would just uh Tails said nervously, leading her through the maze of corridors and up a flight of stairs. The ship was more luxurious than he had expected, with plush carpets and gleaming chrome railings. As they approached her cabin, he noticed her studying him with a curious expression.

Call Tails i'm mechanical and assistant Robotnik Tails said to Rouge as they walked.

Please follow me if there's anything that--tails said nervously,

Woof Woof, "Woof!" the robot dog barked

Excuse me fellas if there's anything that you need Tails said, trying to keep his voice steady as they approached the cabin.

Please don't hesitate to ask for anything Tails said as they reached the cabin door. "Your cabin is number 13. Right this way."

Meanwhile

eggman enters his CABIN looking FLUSTERED. He is STARTLED to find hedgehog black name shadow is a WRITER.

Oh chaos shadow you scared me." Eggman said, his heart racing from the surprise. "What are you doing here?"

Listen if anyone comes to the door don't open you haven't seen i got depressed and committed suicide Eggman said in a hushed tone, his eyes darting around the room nervously.

Say i stuck my.head down the toilet Eggman said with a forced laugh, trying to lighten the mood. "What's going on?"

Ah you want one Eggman said, handing over a cold bottle of soda to shadow hedgehog.,

Say i stuck my.head down the toilet Eggman said with a forced laugh, trying to lighten the mood. "What's going on?"

Ah you want one Eggman said, handing over a cold bottle of soda to shadow hedgehog.

No i can't stay Eggman i got rehearsal for which i am now three hour. Shadow said, setting the bottle down on the desk with a clank throws a FEW SCRIPT PAGES across the TABLE.

Eggman's eyes widened in alarm What's this?

It's the script shadow said with a sigh, his eyes glazed over with a mix of anger and later

Eggman picked up the pages, scanning them quickly. This is a script,?

Yeah Eggman, for the film we're supposed to be making, Shadow replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Shadow this is 15 pages Eggman said, holding up the script. "Where's the rest of it?"

I know but they're Good you got 15 Good pages there Eggman shadow said with a shrug. "It's a start, right?"

'm supposed to be making a feature length picture Eggman said, his voice rising with frustration. "We need more than 15 pages!

You told me i had more time i'm Sorry look i gotta go shadow said, snatching the script pages from Eggman's hand.

No shadow you can't do this to me i have a beginning Eggman said, his voice cracking with desperation.

But i need middle and end i gotta have something to shoot Eggman said, his voice pleading.

You told me I had more time. I’m

sorry. Look I gotta go shadow said, snatching the script pages from Eggman's hand.

shadow - No - you can’t do this to me! I

have a beginning but I need a middle

and an end! I gotta have something to

shoot Eggman said, his voice pleading.

The SHIP’S ENGINES roar into life shadow stands to leave.

You got my notes i gotta go see you shadow said, his voice filled with regret. He turned to leave,

Eggman looked dismayed, staring blankly at the rushed script in his hands, the weight of his failure sinking in. Behind Shadow, the porthole window showed the crew hurriedly releasing ropes in preparation for the ship’s imminent departure.

Alright, fine. We might as well settle up," Eggman said, his shoulders slumping.

You’re going to pay me? Shadow said voice squeak with surprise.

I’m not going to stiff a friend Eggman said

, his voice laced with bitterness. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash

I’ve never known you to volunteer cash

before shadow said, his voice tinged with suspicion

SUMMARY^1: Eggman is desperate for more script pages from Shadow, but he's already late for rehearsal. The ship's engines start, and Shadow leaves, leaving Eggman with just a beginning. Despite the tension, Eggman gives Shadow his payment for the work done, claiming friendship as his reason, though his voice suggests underlying resentment.

I’ve never known you to volunteer cash

before shadow said, his voice tinged with suspicion

How does two grand sound?Eggman said, peeling off some bills and placing them on the desk.

Sounds great! Shadow said, his eyes lighting up at the sight of the money. "But remember, Eggman, you're gonna need me if you want this film to be any good."

P

Thought it might."Eggman said with a forced smile, handing over the money. "But you have to promise me you'll keep working on the script. We're going to need it."

Eggman Yes flick to the WINDOW ... sees SAILORS are hauling up

the GANGPLANK.

ANGLE ON: A SAILOR CRANKS a series of VALVES as the SHIP’S PISTONS

crank in to life Eggman signs the CHEQUE, and hands it over with a FLOURISH ..

Voila!."Eggman said, handing the check to Shadow. "Two grand, as promised."

Thanks Eggman." Shadow took the check, his grip tight on the pages. "

Eggman you’ve written “Two Grand”.shadow said, his eyes narrowed as he glanced at the check. "You're not pulling one over on me, are you?"

did Sorry about that Let’s start from the beginning."Eggman said, his tone “Two Thousand Dollars” ...

Shadow nodded, his grip loosening slightly as he took the check.

ANGLE ON: The ship’s PISTONS PUMP faster.

It is the 29th, isn’t it?,"Eggman said, his mind racing. "Alright, let's get to it. Two thousand dollars it is."

Come on - it’s the 25th, Robotnik the

25th!."shadow said, his eyes widening in disbelief.

I’m sorry. Let me just ... It’ll just

take a second," Eggman sputtered, snatching the check back and scribbling new numbers in its place. "There, that's more like it." He handed it back to Shadow, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Shadow heads for the DOOR!

Never mind, pay me when you get back shadow said with a smirk, pocketing the check. "I'll take your word for it, Eggman. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a play to save." He turned and disappeared down the corridor, leaving Eggman to watch the dockside shrink as the,

Alright okay."Eggman said, his voice trailing off as Shadow disappeared down the corridor.

The ship's gauges sprang into action, the propeller kicking into motion.

Bruce Baxter walked along the corridor with Tails and T-Pup following behind, laden with luggage. Bruce was in his early fifties, his presence commanding and his expression stern.

Your cabin’s just down here, Mr. Baxter. May I say how excited we are to have you back with us, Sir," Tails said, his voice filled with admiration

Bruce Baxter nodded, his gaze distant as he took in the plush surroundings. "Thank you, young man," he said, his voice gruff.

Bruce Baxter nodded, his gaze distant as he took in the plush surroundings. "Thank you, young man," he said, his voice gruff.

Shadow hurried down the corridor towards the door, feeling the ship moving beneath his feet. He suddenly collided with Bruce, who thrust a suitcase at him.

Be a sport and lend us a hand," Bruce said."Oh, chaos," Shadow muttered, catching the

ruce Baxter, unfazed by the collision, continued down the corridor. "Your service is much appreciated," he said gruffly, nodding to Tails.

"Let me get the door for you. Welcome to your state room, sir," Tails said, his voice shaking with excitement as he opened the cabin door.

Let me get the door for you. Welcome to your state room, sir," Tails said, his voice shaking with excitement as he opened the cabin door.

Bruce Baxter grunted in approval as he stepped inside, taking in the plush bed and the polished oak furniture. "This will do," he said.

The robot dog wagged its tail, eager to help unpack. Tails set to work, his mind racing with questions about the famous actor. He had seen Bruce's movies as a little child, and it was surreal to be in his presence now. As they unloaded the suitcase, Tails couldn't help but sneak peeks at

I know, that’s not a nice smell, is it? I’m sure it’ll disperse in a day or two. Did I ever mention how much I love your work, Mr. Baxter? I’ve seen every one of your pictures," Tails said, his eyes shining with admiration.

The ship's propeller churned through the water as Captain Blaze watched the Whirlwind pull away from the dock. Satisfied, she entered the wheelhouse.

Dead slow ahead, both," Captain Blaze commanded, her eyes focused on the horizon.

Meanwhile

The ship's propeller churned through the water as Captain Blaze watched the Whirlwind pull away from the dock. Satisfied, she entered the wheelhouse.

Dead slow ahead, both," Captain Blaze commanded, her eyes focused on the horizon.

Dead slow ahead, Captain," Marine, a raccoon at the helm, called out, his paws deftly turning the large brass wheel.

Shadow emerged from the labyrinthine ship interior and froze in horror at the railing. "Oh chaos," he muttered to himself, his heart racing as he sprinted through the corridors.

The ship was pulling away from the dock—6 feet, 8 feet, 10 feet of gap.

Shadow reached the railing, his eyes wide with panic. "Eggman, you can't do this!" he yelled, his voice barely carrying over the engine's roar.

.

Realizing he had missed his chance to get off the ship, Shadow slumped on the deck in despair. Eggman stepped up behind him just as a police car, followed by Zelman and the investors, pulled up on the docks in the distance.

Shadow emerged from the labyrinthine ship interior and froze in horror at the railing. "Oh chaos," he muttered to himself, his heart racing as he sprinted through the corridors.The ship was pulling away from the dock—6 feet, 8 feet, 10 feet of gap.

Shadow reached the railing, his eyes wide with panic. "Eggman, you can't do this!" he yelled, his voice barely carrying over the engine's roar.

Realizing he had missed his chance to get off the ship, Shadow slumped on the deck in despair. Eggman stepped up behind him just as a police car, followed by Zelman and the investors, pulled up on the docks in the distance.

"You’re much better off sticking with film," Eggman said, slapping Shadow on the back as the ship continued to pull away from the dock.

SUMMARY^1: Shadow, in a panic, realizes the ship is leaving without him and rushes to the railing. He confronts Eggman, who reveals his plan to take the crew on a real adventure to Angel Island. The police and investors arrive at the dock too late, as the ship pulls away.

I don’t do it for the money, Robotnik. I happen to love the theatre," Shadow said, his eyes never leaving the retreating dock."No, you don’t," Eggman chuckled to back as the ship continued to pull away from the dock.

No, you don’t," Eggman chuckled to himself. "I know you love the theater, Shadow, but sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the greater good," Eggman said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "If you really loved it, you would have told me earlier, instead of letting things get to this point."

Shadow looked at Eggman, exasperated, as Eggman continued, "You know, we’re all in this together. Let’s make the best of it."

Suddenly, Tails and T-Pup arrived at the scene. "What's the problem?" Tails asked, his voice tinged with concern.

Shadow sighed, glancing at Tails and T-Pup. "The problem is, I was supposed to be off this ship by now," he said, rubbing his temples in frustration.

Eggman chuckled again. "Well, looks like you're stuck with us now, Shadow. Might as well enjoy the adventure. Besides, you owe me a full script, remember?"

Shadow shot Eggman a sharp look. "Yeah, I remember. And don’t think you’ll be getting any more pages until I get some rest. This ship... it's already giving me a headache."

Eggman nodded, his expression sympathetic. "Of course, Shadow. But we can't start filming until we have the full story. We're all counting on you.

Late minutes

This room uh very comfortable plenty dim light."Tails said nervously voice, trying to maintain his composure shadow stares in DISBELIEF at the DINGHY HOLD strewn with STRAW BALES and with STRAW BALES and EMPTY ANIMAL CAGES. He reac

Shadow crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing as he took in the dingy room. "This... is where I'm supposed to stay?" he muttered, glancing around at the sparse surroundings.

Uhh...yes."Tails said nervously voice, trying to maintain his composure

Fresh straw?."Tails said voice nervously, trying to put a positive spin on the situation. "It's like a VIP suite for VIP animals!"

Shadow raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.."well do you sell ',em too zoo?.,"

Tails laughed nervously uhh I believe yes Zoos ... circus ..."

Shadow sighed, dropping his luggage on the floor. "Great. Just great," he muttered, running a hand through his spiky hair. "Well, I guess this is home for now.

Tails laughed nervously from the corner of his mouth.Uhh I believe..well Lion tiger hippo more."Tails said nervously voice, sweat trickling down his forehead.

Shadow raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.."well do you sell ',em too zoo?.,"

Tails laughed nervously uhh I believe yes Zoos ... circus ..."

SUMMARY^1: Tails awkwardly shows Shadow to his cabin, which is surprisingly comfortable. Shadow remains unimpressed and asks if the straw is for selling animals to zoos or circuses. Tails nervously confirms, trying to lighten the mood. Shadow accepts the cabin as his temporary living space, though he seems less than thrilled.

Shadow sighed, dropping his luggage on the floor. "Great. Just great," he muttered, running a hand through his spiky hair. "Well, I guess this is home for now.

Tails laughed nervously from the corner of his mouth.

Shadow sat down on the straw bale, clearly unamused by the situation. "This is not what I signed up for," he grumbled under his breath, crossing his arms as he leaned back.

Tails, still fidgeting nervously, tried to maintain a positive attitude. "Well, uh, it's not the most luxurious, but it's definitely...uh...rustic." He looked around the cabin, which was indeed more suited for animals than people.

Careful! people working said me Camel have bad accident on floor uhh. Stain unremovable ."Tails said, his voice trailing off as he pointed to a suspicious dark patch on the floor.

Shadow's eyes narrowed even further as he stared at the dark stain on the floor. "A camel accident?" he said dryly, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "How... comforting."

Tails fidgeted even more, trying to find the right words to smooth over the awkward situation. "Well, uh, think of it as... character, right? A lot of history here. And, uh, you’re tough, right? So this should be no problem!" He forced a nervous chuckle.

Before Shadow could respond, the sound of approaching footsteps interrupted the tension. A voice, firm and commanding, called out from behind them.

"Hey two"

Captain Blaze!" Tails exclaimed in surprise, straightening up and immediately clamming up in her presence.

Blaze, with her calm but commanding presence, walked forward. "My apologies for not being able to offer you a proper cabin, Shadow. Have you found an enclosure to your taste?"

Shadow’s eyes narrowed. "Spoilt for choice," he replied dryly, casting a weary glance at the enclosure before him.

Blaze’s eyes gleamed with a faint amusement. "What are you, Mr. Shadow? A lion or a chimpanzee?" she asked, the hint of a smirk playing at her lips.

As Shadow stepped back, a wooden crate beside him suddenly toppled over, spilling a large medical bottle onto the floor. Shadow’s eyes widened in surprise, watching the bottle roll towards Blaze.

Blaze moved swiftly, trapping the bottle under her boot with a calm but firm motion. "I told the assistants to lock this up," Blaze muttered, her voice laced with anger. "Damn it." She shot a cold glance towards the door, clearly irritated by the carelessness of the crew.

Tails, already on edge from the tense atmosphere, flinched at Blaze’s tone. He cast a worried glance between her and the bottle. His voice wavered as he asked, "Is everything... okay, Captain?"

Blaze's sharp eyes remained on the bottle for a moment before she sighed, her expression softening slightly as she regained control. "It's fine, Miles. Just a careless mistake," she replied, though her voice carried an edge of frustration. "Calm down." Despite her words, a lingering trace of anger slipped through, her steps brisk as she turned to leave.

As the door swung shut behind her, Tails and Shadow were left in the dim, flickering light of the enclosure.

Tails watched her leave, swallowing the lump in his throat. "Uhh... if you need help... just call," he said nervously to shadow He, too, quickly exited, leaving Shadow alone, standing in the strange and silent enclosure.

Later that evening Tails, exhausted from his duties as the ship's mechanical genius and assistant to Eggman, His body, still small for his age, protested against the long hours of work, but the promise of adventure His companion, T-Pup, remained ever loyal, following him around the ship like a well-oiled shadow.

Suddenly, a voice broke through the dim light.

"Hey, Miles."

Tails turned to see Rouge the Bat leaning against the cabin doorframe, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. She had changed out of her earlier outfit into something more comfortable—a short, black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.

Just wondering how you're holding up," she said, her voice ."you dog robot cute .

Tails, caught off guard by Rouge's sudden appearance and her change of tone, fumbled for words. "Oh, uh, thanks! His name's T-Pup," he managed to say, gesturing to the robotic dog he's reliable companion. "We're just...uh, making sure everything's in order for the journey," he added, his voice trailing off.."buy no i created .

Rouge smiled, her gaze lingering on T-Pup for a moment before returning to Tails. "Impressive. You're quite the little inventor, aren't you

" said she, stepping into the cabin. "How's it going with the film crew? Have you met everyone yet?

Tails nodded, his eyes lighting u with excitement. "Yes, I have! And it's so cool They're all really interesting, especially Captain Blaze

Wait a minute I remember a person whose face was the same that saved me."Rouge said, her voice trailing off as she thought back to a past encounter.

Tails looked at her, his eyes wide with curiosity. "Saved you?"

Rouge nodded, a faraway look in her eyes. "Yes, yesterday. I was desperate, no money, and I tried to swipe an apple from a stall. The vendor caught me, and I thought I was in trouble." She took a deep breath, the memory still vivid. "But then this little fox, with the same yellow fur as you, stepped in. He was so fast and clever; he talked the vendor down and got me to pay for the apple. He had this... aura of kindness and bravery." She chuckled softly.

Tails’ cheeks flushed slightly at the memory. "He had two tails too?" he asked.

Rouge nodded, her eyes narrowing as she pieced it together. "Yeah, I remember clearly now. He had two tails, just like you." She tilted her head, watching Tails closely. "Wait a minute..."

Tails swallowed nervously, glancing down at his feet. "Uh... yeah, that was me," he admitted sheepishly. "I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. You just looked like you needed help, and... it was the right thing to do."

Rouge's smile grew wider. "That was incredibly kind of you. You're full of surprises, aren't you, Miles?" She stepped closer, her gaze appraising his youthful face. "How old are you, anyway? You're so young to be working on a ship like this."

Rouge raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk playing across her lips. "Oh, I'm sure you are," she said, her voice dripping with innuendo. "But you're so small and yet so skilled."

Tails shifted uncomfortably, his eyes darting away for a moment before he quickly gathered his composure. "Thanks," he muttered, scratching the back of his head, trying to shake off the tension in the air. "I just... learned to do things on my own, I guess."

Rouge chuckled softly, her wings shifting slightly as she moved closer, now towering over the young fox. "Well, you're definitely making an impression," she said with a wink. "You’re little and cute, but you’ve got some guts."

Her compliment made Tails' heart flutter. "Thanks," he murmured, feeling a mix of embarrassment and pride.

Suddenly, Rouge leaned in and kissed Tails gently on the cheek.

Tails froze, his face turning bright red as Rouge's lips brushed against his skin. His mind raced, and for a moment, he was at a complete loss for words.

Rouge leaned back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Don't mention it. You're a sweetheart." She patted his head gently, sending another wave of embarrassment crashing over him. "But you should get some rest, little guy. We've got a long trip ahead of us, and you're going to need all the energy you can get."

With a final wink, she turned and glided out of the cabin, leaving Tails standing there, dumbfounded. T-Pup looked up at him, tilting its head in confusion at the sudden change in his demeanor. Tails took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. "Well, that was... unexpected," he murmured to himself.

Later that evening, Tails, exhausted from his duties as the ship's mechanical genius and assistant to Eggman, leaned against the wall. His small body protested against the long hours of work, but the promise of adventure kept him going. T-Pup, remained ever loyal, following him around the ship like a well-oiled shadow.

he approached Robotnik, who was busy sketching in his notebook. The faint hum of the ship’s engine echoed in the background as Tails cleared his throat.

"Uh... hey, Robotnik," Tails said, interrupting Eggman's deep focus on his script.

Hey miles.."Eggman said without looking up from his notebook, his voice a mix of irritation and amusement.

i'm ask where we go,?."Tails said curiosity in his voice.

Eggman looked up from his sketches, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Why, to the most enigmatic location on Mobius, of course!" He slapped his notebook shut and leaned in closer to Tails. "Angel Island, my dear Miles. A place of legend and mystery, where the most incredible wildlife roams free. The perfect backdrop for our documentary!"

Tails froze, his heart skipping a beat. "Angel Island?" he repeated, his voice barely above he remember his brother's mention

Flashback

Tails, much younger at the age of four, stood in front of the door to his brother’s room, his eyes wide with wonder and curiosity.his two tails swaying quietly behind him. Inside, his older adopted brother, a brown hedgehog with a rugged, adventurous spirit, was hunched over a map, muttering to furiously examined a map His brother's expression was intense—anger mixed with determination.

“No, no, no!” his brother muttered to himself.

Tails pushed the door open slowly. "What’s wrong?"

The brown hedgehog looked up, his eyes tired but fierce. "I've been trying to find it," he said, pointing to a spot on the map. "Angel Island

Angel Island ?what is."Tails said curiosity in his voice.

The brown hedgehog sighed deeply, resting his hand on the map as if it were a treasure he’d spent a lifetime chasing. “Angel Island... It’s a place of legends, Tails. It’s said to be home to ancient species that should have been extinct long before the rise of mammalian creatures. But they’re alive—thanks to radiation from mysterious emeralds name máster emerald And emerald chaos

"The Master Emerald and the Chaos Emeralds?" Tails asked, his eyes wide as he moved closer to his brother's side, intrigued by the tale.

The hedgehog’s eyes gleamed with excitement. "Ah, the emeralds. They're not just pretty stones. They hold an unimaginable amount of energy. The radiation from them is so powerful, it causes mutations

"Mutations?" Tails repeated, his mind racing with the possibilities. "What kind of mutations?"

The brown hedgehog leaned in, his voice lowering as if sharing a dangerous secret. "When people touch the emeralds, the mutations can be powerful... but dangerous. They lose their memory, their sense of self, becoming more like aggressive animals. For Mobians, some change their fur colors—blue, green, even their eyes change color. Some grow larger, more monstrous."

Tails swallowed, his fascination mingling with a hint of fear. "And humans? Do they change too

The hedgehog nodded. "Humans mutate too, becoming aggressive, wild. They go crazy, their minds lost to the emeralds. The stories say they also grow giant, turning into monsters. But... I don’t know if these are just rumors or the truth.".

There are tribes, primitive societies living there, who have learned to harness the power of the emeralds. " Hedgehog said with a hint of

Tails' brow furrowed deeper. "And you want to explore this dangerous place... filled with radiation?"

The hedgehog grinned, though it was strained. "You know me, Tails. I'm an adventurer. I've been chasing this legend for years The danger doesn’t scare me."

He suddenly reached into his pack and handed Tails a sharp knife and a grappling hook. "Here," he said, his voice soft but serious. "If anything happens, use these.

Whoa..." Tails said, taken aback. "Why give this to me?"

The hedgehog's expression softened. "Because your fifth birthday is coming up next month. And I might not be here... I'm planning my expedition to Angel Island."

Tails hugged his brother tightly. "Thank you, big brother.".

You're welcome, little brother," the hedgehog said, returning the hug warmly.

Flashback end ..

Tails blinked, pulling himself back from the vivid memory of his older brother. He found himself back in the present, staring at Dr. Eggman, who looked both concerned and confused.

"Your everything okay?" Eggman asked, tilting his head slightly.

Yes i just tired ."Tails said, shaking his head slightly to clear the fog of the past.It's been a long day of working on mechanical stuff and assistant

to you.I just...I need to lie down.

Eggman nodded, his expression one of understanding. "Of course, Miles. Get some rest. We'll have plenty of time to talk about the adventure ahead tomorrow." He patted Tails on the back, his hand briefly lingering before he turned back to his work.

Tails nodded, his mind still racing with thoughts of Angel Island and his brother's lost dreams. He climbed into his bunk, T-Pup curling up at his feet. The gentle rocking of the ship lulled him to sleep

to be continued

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Welcome, folks, to first. episode of Instagram Curiosities! we dive into the wild, weird, and wacky wonders of the ‘Gram! I’m Yakko—"Yakko said

"—I’m Wakko—"Wakko said, finishing his brother's sentence with a cheeky grin..

And I’m the cute one, Dot!"dot said said with a giggle, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Instagram is a photo and video sharing social networking service owned by Meta Platforms. It allows users to upload media that can be edited with filters, be organized by hashtags, and be associated with a location via geographical tagging. Posts can be shared publicly or with preapproved followers. Users can browse other users' content by tags and locations, view trending content, like photos, and follow other users to add their content to a personal feed- oh well says Wikipedia."Yakko said, rolling his eyes playfully.

"But we're not here for a history lesson," Wakko interjected, his voice full of energy. "We're here to curiosities!"

Yakko nodded, his smile growing wider. "That's right, folks! We've got a detailed facts about Instagram:

The platform was launched in 2010 by Kevin p and Mike Krieger, and it didn't take long for it to become a hit. Within the first year, it had already racked up a million users!"Yakko said, his enthusiasm palpable.

Wakko took over, his voice rising with excitement. "And now, it's got over a billion! Can you imagine? That's more people than live in the third most populated country in the world!"

Dot leaned in closer to the camera, her curiosity piqued. "But it's not just the numbers that make Instagram so fascinating. It's the stories behind the posts!"

Mumber 2:In April 2012, Facebook acquired Instagram for approximately $1 billion in cash and stock, a move that significantly boosted Instagram's resources and growth."Wakko said, his eyes widening at the sheer size of the deal.

Yakko nodded in agreement. "And it's not just about the money. It's about the impact. This little app went from a hipster's playground to a global phenomenon overnight!"

Mumber 3:Instagram quickly gained popularity, reaching 1 million registered users in just two months after its launch. As of 2023, it boasts over 1.4 billion monthly active users worldwide." Dot said, her voice filled with amazement.

That's right, Dot," Yakko chimed in, "And with that many people sharing their lives, you're bound to find some real gems. Like that one guy who posts pictures of his lunch every single day for the past five years!"

Wakko couldn't help but laugh. "Or the woman who documents her cat's every move, turning it into an internet celebrity with millions of fans!"

The trio exchanged glances, their excitement building. "But wait, there's more!" Dot exclaimed

Mumber 4:tagram is known for its photo filters, which allow users to enhance their photos with various effects. The early filters, such as X-Pro II, Earlybird, and Amaro, became very popular."Yakko said, as an image of a retro-filtered photo popped up on the screen.

Wakko jumped in. "Those filters were like a secret sauce! They turned every smartphone snap into a work of art!"

Dot nodded, her eyes glazing over as she remembered. "Remember the time we tried to recreate all those filters using real cameras and photo editing software? What a mess we made!"

The three of them laughed, the memory bringing them closer as they shared their early attempts at Instagram stardom.

Mumber 5:Introduced in August 2016, Instagram Stories allows users to post photos and videos that disappear after 24 hours. This feature was inspired by Snapchat and has become one of Instagram's most popular features."Wakko said, raising his eyebrows at the strategic move.

Yakko nodded thoughtfully. "It's like a sneak peek into people's lives, minus the permanence. It's like reality TV, but for everyone!"

Dot added, "And it's not just for personal use. Businesses and influencers use it to build engagement and show a more casual side of themselves."

Mumber 6 Launched in June 2018, IGTV is a standalone video application that allows users to upload videos up to 60 minutes long. It was designed to compete with platforms like YouTube."Dot said voice confusion.

Yakko leaned back in his chair, a twinkle in his eye. "It's like Instagram's little sibling who's trying to steal the spotlight with longer, more in-depth content!"

Wakko nodded, his fingers flying over the keyboard as he pulled up an example IGTV, short for Instagram TV, was a video application by Instagram for Android and iOS smartphones.It allowed for longer videos compared to Instagram feeds. IGTV was available as a stand-alone app, though basic functionality was also available within the Instagram app and website but On March 1, 2022 announced the shutdown of IGTV, due to their focus on Instagram Reels. The app was removed from app stores in mid-March, and all IGTV videos were then merged into the Instagram app.

Yakko leaned in, his curiosity piqued. "And let's not forget about Instagram Reels! The bite-sized videos that have everyone dancing and lip-syncing!"

Dot giggled. "Remember when we tried to do that dance challenge? We had to redo it so many times!"

The three of them chuckled at the memory of their awkward dance moves and the hours they had spent perfecting their reel.

Numbers 7 ntroduced in August 2020, Instagram Reels allows users to create and share short, engaging video clips set to music. Reels was launched to compete with TikTok's growing popularity ."Yakko said with a smirk.

Wakko nodded, a hint of competitive spirit in his eyes. "It's like a battle of the social media giants, and everyone's invited to join the dance-off!"

Dot's face lit up. "And it's not just about the fun, either. Some people have turned Reels into a full-time career, with millions of fans and brand deals!"

Mumber 8 Instagram has played a significant role in the rise of social media influencers, individuals who leverage their large followings to promote products and brands. Influencer marketing has become a multi-billion-dollar industry."Wakko said, his eyes shining with excitement at the thought of fame and fortune.

Yakko leaned in, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "But with great power comes great responsibility. Some influencers have faced backlash for not being transparent about their sponsorships, leading to changes in advertising guidelines."

Dot nodded in agreement. "It's important for users to know when someone's being paid to promote something, so they can make informed decisions about what they support."

Mumber 9:The Explore page helps users discover new content based on their interests and previous interactions on the platform. It's a powerful tool for content discovery and engagement."dot said, her voice filled with wonder.

Yakko nodded. "It's like a never-ending treasure hunt for viral videos and breathtaking photos!"

Wakko leaned in closer to the camera, his eyes glinting with excitement. "But it's not all sunshine and rainbows. There's a dark side to the algorithm, too. Sometimes it shows us things we didn't even know we were interested in!"

The siblings shared a knowing look, acknowledging the occasional oddities that popped up in their own explore pages.

Mumber 10 Instagram introduced shopping features to allow businesses to sell products directly through the app. Users can browse and purchase items without leaving Instagram. " Yakko Said

Wakko's eyes lit up. "It's like a shopping mall in your pocket! You can buy everything from sneakers to sunglasses with just a few taps!"

Dot tapped her chin thoughtfully. "But it's not just about the buying. It's about the visual storytelling. Influencers and brands use Instagram to create mini-advertisements that feel like art, not sales pitches."

Mumber 11 Instagram's algorithm has evolved to prioritize content that users are most likely to engage with, based on factors like likes, comments, and viewing history, rather than displaying posts in chronological order."Yakko said, as a graphic of a complex web of data points flashed across the screen.

Wakko's expression grew thoughtful. "It's like Big Brother is watching, trying to predict what we'll like next."

Dot nodded, her eyes narrowing slightly. "And sometimes it feels like it knows us better than we know ourselves."

Mumber 12 Instagram's Direct Messaging (DM) feature enables users to send private messages, photos, videos, and posts directly to other users. It has become a key communication tool on the platform."Wakko said, his voice dropping to a whisper as if sharing a secret.

Yakko nodded solemnly. "But it's not just for friends and family. It's also where influencers connect with their fans, and where scammers lurk."

Dot shivered. "Remember that time someone tried to sell us a 'magic' weight loss potion? Thank goodness we're too smart for that!"

The trio shared a laugh, but there was a hint of caution in their voices.

Mumber 13 Instagram has implemented various security features, including two-factor authentication and tools to report and block inappropriate content, to enhance user safety and privacy." Dot said, her voice taking on a more serious tone.

Yakko nodded gravely. "But it's still important for users to be vigilant. You never know who's lurking behind a screen name."

Wakko leaned in, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "And let's not forget the drama! From celebrity feuds to influencer scandals, Instagram has seen it all!"

The three of them shared a knowing smile, acknowledging the occasional soap opera-like quality of the platform.

Mumber 14 Instagram has had a significant cultural impact, influencing fashion, travel, food, and lifestyle trends. Hashtags like #TBT (Throwback Thursday) and #InstaFood have become part of popular culture."Yakko said, scrolling through his feed to show examples of these trends in action.

Wakko's eyes widened. "It's like everyone's a critic and a photographer now. You can't eat a meal without someone snapping a pic first!"

Dot chimed in, her voice filled with amusement. "And let's not forget the Instagram vs. reality moments. Sometimes the perfect photos aren't so perfect after all!"

Mumber 15 Instagram has introduced features to support mental health, such as hiding like counts on posts and providing resources for users experiencing distress. It also collaborates with mental health organizations."Wakko Said, his voice a mix of admiration and skepticism.

Yakko nodded, his expression thoughtful. "It's a step in the right direction, but it's up to us to use the platform wisely and not get too caught up in the numbers game."

Dot leaned back in her chair, her expression contemplative. "Speaking of numbers, did you know that the most liked post on Instagram is a simple photo of an egg?"

Mumber 16 and last Instagram has introduced several monetization tools for creators, including badges for live streams, IGTV ads, and shopping features, allowing influencers and content creators to earn revenue directly from the platform."Dot said, her voice filled with admiration for those who had turned their passion into a paycheck.

Wakko's eyes lit up at the mention of money. "It's like the Wild West out there! Some folks are making a fortune just by posting pretty pictures!"

Yakko nodded, a hint of skepticism in his tone. "But it's not all glamour. There's a lot of hard work and strategy involved in making it big on the 'Gram."

Wakko leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Yeah, and let's not forget the trolls and haters. You've got to have thick skin to handle that kind of attention."

Yakko nodded in agreement. "But the community can be incredibly supportive, too. We've seen countless campaigns and movements start on Instagram, bringing people together for good causes."

Dot's smile grew. "Remember the time we helped raise funds for the local animal shelter with our pet challenge?"

The three of them beamed with pride, recalling the joy they had brought to the animals and the sense of camaraderie they had felt with their follower

And that, folks, is the end of our first episode of website Curiosities!" Yakko announced, his enthusiasm as palpable as ever.

But don't worry, we've got plenty more websites Curiosities."Yakko said, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Dot gave a playful wave to the camera. "So make sure to follow us for more fun facts and behind-the-scenes peeks into the craziest corners of the internet!"

Until next time—" Yakko started.

"—stay curious and keep scrolling!" Wakko finished, throwing in a cheeky wink.

And remember," Dot said with a twinkle in her eye, "If it's weird and wonderful, we're here to share it!"

The three siblings leaned in together, waving at the camera. "Goodbye, everybody!" they chorused in unison, as the screen faded to black with their laughter echoing in the background.

End episode

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Hi again episode one

Adventure tails

Episode One

Time:9:00

place:New York

Tails darted through the bustling streets of York New, his twin tails spinning like propellers. He weaved through the crowd, constantly apologizing as he brushed past people. "Sorry! Excuse me!" His heart pounded as he glanced at his watch. "I'm going to be late!"

He weaves through the throngs of people with practiced agility. "Sorry!" he calls out, narrowly avoiding a collision with a businessman engrossed in his holo-tablet. "Excuse me!" he shouts, dodging around a street vendor's cart.

As he rounded a corner, he found himself near the entrance of the York New Zoo. The zoo was a popular attraction, and a crowd had already gathered at the entrance, further complicating Tails' dash to work

"Great, just what I need," Tails groaned, trying to find a path through the throng of people. He squeezed past a group of children excitedly talking about the animals they were about to see, offering quick apologies as he went. "Sorry! Excuse me!"

nodded, understanding the urgency. "I'm on it, sir. I'll handle the repairs and service requests promptly."

With that directive, Tails hurried inside the workshop, where the air was filled with the hum of machinery and the focused energy of his colleagues

The robotics assembly line needs maintenance!" another exclaimed urgently.

Tails acknowledged each request with a quick nod. "I'll take care of it. Just give me a moment.

Throughout the day, customers called for help, and Tails adeptly handled each request, ensuring everything was back in working order. Despite the pressure, Tails found solace in his skills and the satisfaction of helping others with his mechanical expertise

However, amidst the routine, a peculiar call came in. "Hello, this is Tails speaking. How can I assist you today?" Tails asked, expecting the usual mechanical problem.

Suddenly, a call came in from the Opera House in York City. "Hello, Tails? We need your help with broken lights," the frantic voice of the stage manager echoed through the line."Opera House?" Tails muttered to himself, intrigued by the unexpected request. With a quick nod to Cardinal, he gathered his tools and set off to restore light to the stage, ready to face the

challenges and mysteries that awaited him.

After navigating the crowded city streets once more,

After navigating the crowded city streets once more, Tails finally arrived at the grand Opera House. The majestic building loomed before him, its intricate architecture and elegant facade a stark contrast to the urgency of his mission. Inside, the stage manager greeted him with a look of desperate relief.

Thank goodness you're here, Tails! The lights went out just before a major rehearsal. We need them fixed immediately," the manager explained, leading Tails to the stage.

However, amidst the routine, a peculiar call came in. "Hello, this is Tails speaking. How can I assist you today?" Tails asked, expecting the usual mechanical problem.

Suddenly, a call came in from the Opera House in York City. "Hello, Tails? We need your help with broken lights," the frantic voice of the stage manager echoed through the line."Opera House?" Tails muttered to himself, intrigued by the unexpected request. With a quick nod to Cardinal, he gathered his tools and set off to restore light to the stage, ready to face the

challenges and mysteries that awaited him.

After navigating the crowded city streets once more,

After navigating the crowded city streets once more, Tails finally arrived at the grand Opera House. The majestic building loomed before him, its intricate architecture and elegant facade a stark contrast to the urgency of his mission. Inside, the stage manager greeted him with a look of desperate relief.

Thank goodness you're here, Tails! The lights went out just before a major rehearsal. We need them fixed immediately," the manager explained, leading Tails to the stage.

During a hectic workday, Tails receives an unexpected call from the Opera House, whose stage lights have malfunctioned. He secures his boss's approval and ventures into the city again, feeling both intrigued and prepared for the challenge. Upon arriving at the elegant Opera House, the stage manager expresses urgent relief and leads him directly to the problem area, setting the stage for a critical repair task amidst the grandeur of the venue.

As Tails assessed the situation, a human man approached. "Hello, I'm Mr. Wanny, the operations manager here," he introduced himself, extending a hand.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Wanny," Tails replied, shaking his hand. "What's the issue?

Mr. Wanny sighed in frustration. "It's a broken lever in the control panel for the stage lights. We've tried everything, but it just won't budge, and without it, we can't control the lighting for the performance."

Tails nodded, taking in the information. "I see. Well, let's have a look at it." He approached the control panel and began examining the lever. It was clear that it had been forced and was now jammed in place. After a moment's thought, Tails retrieved a small tool from his toolbox and gently worked the lever free. The control panel sprang back to life, displaying the various

"All done! Everything should be working perfectly now," Tails announced, stepping back to admire his handiwork.

As Tails stepped back to admire his work, he accidentally knocked over a bucket of cleaning supplies, soaking his leg. "Oh, no," he muttered, quickly setting the bucket upright

Mr. Wanny chuckled. "You saved the day, even if it was a bit messy. Thank you so much, Tails."

With a satisfied smile, Tails packed up his tools and prepared to head back to Cardinal Screams, his leg still damp but his spirits hig

SUMMARY^1: At the Opera House, Tails encounters Mr. Wanny, the operations manager, who explains the urgent issue with a broken lever in the stage light control panel. After inspecting it, Tails successfully repairs the lever, restoring functionality to the lighting system. Despite a small mishap with a bucket of cleaning supplies, Mr. Wanny expresses gratitude, and Tails leaves with his spirits high, ready to return to work at Cardinal Screams.

SUMMARY^2: Tails faces a demanding workday at Cardinal Screams, where he must keep his true age a secret. He's sent to the Opera House to fix a critical lighting issue, displaying his mechanical prowess and earning Mr. Wanny's gratitude after a successful repair.

Meanwhile, in the projection room of the Opera House, a man with a distinctive egg-shaped body and a nervous demeanor adjusted his glasses. This was Robotnik, known to many as Eggman. His eyes flicked nervously from one investor to another, trying to read the room as his assistant continued to load film reels.

Eggman was presenting his latest project: filming nature footage in the most dangerous of territories. The room was tense as the investors watched the footage, their expressions unreadable.

How much more is there?" Zelman, one of the investors, asked impatiently.

Another five reels," Eggman's assistant replied.

This is it? This is what we get for our investment?" the thuggish investor growled, clearly unimpressed and annoyed.

Eggman swallowed hard, trying to muster his confidence. "There's more to come," he assured them, hoping to salvage the presentation.

The lights suddenly come up, flooding the room. A sleazy-looking Mobian moose investor wakes with a start.

This is it? This is what we get for our forty grand, Eggman? Another one of your Safari pictures?" the thuggish investor

You promised us romantic scenes with Bruce Baxter and Maureen McKenzie," the sleazy investor adds.

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Denham, another investor, tries to calm the situation. "Come on, fellas - you know the deal - we agreed to push Maureen’s start date so she could get her teeth fixed."

"It's not the principle of the thing - it's the money," the thuggish investor insists

"Carl - you’ve been in production for over

SUMMARY^1: Eggman presents his film project to investors in the Opera House projection room, showcasing dangerous nature footage. The atmosphere is tense as one investor, Zelman, questions the value of the five reels presented. A sleazy Moose investor complains about the lack of romantic scenes with Bruce Baxter and Maureen McKenzie, and the thuggish investor is unhappy with the return on their investment. Denham defends Eggman, mentioning Maureen's dental work delay, but the thuggish investor remains adamant about the financial concerns, hinting at potential trouble for the project's future.

Eggman, trying to maintain his composure, assures them, "Trust me, Bruce and Maureen are gonna steam up the screen - once we get them on the ship.""What ship?" Zelman asks, confused.

The one we’ve hired to get to the location," Eggman explains hurriedly, standing up as Zelman turns on him.

Zelman, increasingly frustrated, responds, "What location? Eggman - you’re supposed to be shooting on the backlot.

Eggman, with growing excitement, continues, "Yes, I understand that - but fellas, we’re not making that film anymore - and I’ll tell you why.

Eggman gets out of his seat and moves to the front of the room. "The story has changed, the script has been rewritten." He pulls a tattered map from his pocket and holds it up. "Life intervened! I’ve come into possession of a map. The sole surviving record of an ancient civilization!""Whoa! Carl - slow down!" Zelman interrupts."Is he askin’ for more money?" the sleazy investor questions

Is he askin’ for more money?" the sleazy investor questions."He's asking us to fund a wild goose chase," the thuggish investor adds.

Eggman persists, "I'm talking about a primitive world ... never before seen by man! The ruins of an entire civilization - the most spectacular thing you’ve ever seen!" He pauses dramatically. "That’s where I’ll shoot my picture!"

Silence fills the room for a beat.

Will there be boobies?" the sleazy investor breaks the silence

Excuse me, boobies?" Eggman responds,

bewildered.

SUMMARY^1: In the heated discussion, Eggman reveals a new direction for his film project, involving an ancient civilization discovered through a map he found. Despite the investors' skepticism, especially regarding additional costs and the absence of the promised romantic scenes, the sleazy investor humorously asks if the new film will feature any nudity, bringing a moment of confusion to the tense atmosphere.

SLEAZY INVESTOR Jigglies, jablongers, bazoomers! ... In my experience people only go to these films to observe the ... undraped form of the native girls.

Eggman, furious, snaps back, "What are you - an idiot? You think they asked De Mille to waste his time on nudie shots? No - they respected the filmmaker, they showed some class! Not that you’d know what that means - you cheap low-life!"

Zelman shifts uncomfortably in his seat as the thuggish investor leans forward, sensing tension

Would you step outside for a moment, Carl?" Zelman finally suggests, gesturing towards the lobby.

Eggman nods, silently acknowledging the request, and exits the screening room with his long-suffering assistant, Preston, waiting for him on a sofa.

Preston, give me that," Eggman demands, pointing urgently at a glass of water on the table beside Preston

"You won’t like it, it’s non-alcoholic!" Preston warns, handing him the glass.

Ignoring the warning, Eggman promptly empties the glass into a nearby pot plant. "Preston, you have much to learn about this business," he remarks cryptically.

Inside, Zelman tried to calm the investors. "Don't write him off, fellas. He’s hot-headed, sure, but Robotnik has made some interesting pictures. He’s had a lot of ... near success."

"An ambitious no-talent! The guy has 'loser' written all over him," the thuggish investor argued.

"Look, I understand your disappointment," Zelman began, but the thuggish investor cut him off. "He’s washed up—it's all over town!"

: Eggman's anger flares when the sleazy investor suggests nudity in the film, prompting a heated exchange. Zelman attempts to defuse the situation by proposing a break. In the lobby, Eggman takes a non-alcoholic drink from Preston and pours it into a plant, highlighting his frustration. Meanwhile, Zelman defends Eggman's filmmaking abilities to the investors, emphasizing his potential for success despite the current tension and negative reputation within the industry.

He can’t direct. He doesn’t have the smarts," the sleazy investor added

This jumped up little turd’s gonna bankrupt us," the thuggish investor concluded.

Zelman sighed. "The animal footage has value?"

Sure ... Universal are desperate for stock footage," the sleazy investor replied.

Then sell it! Scrap the picture! We gotta retrieve something from this debacle," the thuggish investor decided.

Zelman nodded and gestured to a young assistant.

Zelman turned to the young assistant standing nearby. "Get him back in here," he instructed, gesturing towards the closed door.

The assistant nodded and opened the door, only to find the lobby eerily empty.

Mr. Robotnik?" he called out, puzzled by Eggman's absence

But Eggman and Preston were already gone, their figures disappearing into the crowded New York sidewalk, weighed down by eight film cans. Eggman glanced over his shoulder, his mind racing with plans. "I want the cast, crew, and all the equipment on that ship within 24 hours."

Preston protested, struggling to keep up. "No, Robotnik, you can’t do this!"

"Tell ‘em the studio’s pressured us into an early departure," Eggman retorted, his determination unwavering.

"It’s not ethical!" Preston argued, desperate to reason with his driven boss.

What are they gonna do—sue me? They can get in line! I’m not going to let them kill my film," Eggman declared defiantly, forging ahead with his bold plan.

As they crossed a busy road, Preston hurried behind. "You realize none of the camera equipment is on board. We have no permits... no visas..."

Eggman flagged down a cab. "We’ll make it work, Preston. We have to."

Preston adds, "We have no insurance, no foreign currency—in fact, we have no currency of any kind—"

Eggman, looking back across the street, sees an angry investor heading towards them. "Get in!" he shouts, bundling Preston into the cab.

Preston, panicked, asks, "Who’s gonna pay for the ship?"

An investor grabs at the partially open back window of the cab, but they drive off just in time.

Eggman, determined, says, "We’ll find a way. We always do.

. NY CAB - DAY

Time:12:30 pm

Preston and Eggman sat in the back seat. Preston was scribbling on a notepad feverishly, while Eggman glanced out of the window occasionally.

Eggman," Preston began, breaking the silence, "Mr. Walker's finest, red label, 80% proof. Packed in a crate marked 'lemonade

Eggman nodded approvingly. "You got it... And tell Sally—she doesn’t have six hours to put on her face. If she wants to be in this picture, she’s gotta be on that boat!"

Preston's expression turned serious. "She doesn’t want to be in this picture."

Eggman stared at Preston in disbelief. "Sally pulled out? Yesterday? I wasn't informed.

Preston nodded solemnly. "Yes, I told you.

"You said we were shooting in Singapore, right? That’s what you told her?"

"But we’re not shooting in Singapore.""

Goddammit, Preston! All you had to do is look her in the eye and lie Eggman turns away, his brain whirring with thoughts.

Back Tails sat at his cluttered workbench, the soft glow of his desk lamp casting shadows on the scattered tools and blueprints. His fur was damp with sweat, and his usually bright blue eyes were tinged with red from lack of sleep. His stomach grumbled, and he glanced at the clock on the wall—12:30 PM. He muttered to himself, "I need some sleep."Suddenly, the sound of his smartphone

What's happening now?" Tails grumbled as he answered the

The AI assistant's voice responded, "Incoming call. Would you like to answer?"

Who is it?" Tails asked, trying to stay focused.

The AI voice announced, "New call from Amy Rose and Cream the Rabbit

Tails sighed. "Okay, put them through."

The smartphone's camera activated, showing Amy, the pink hedgehog, and Cream, the younger rabbit.

"Hi, Tails!" Amy greeted.

"Hi, Amy. Hi, Cream," Tails replied, attempting a smile. "What happened?

Yeah, Tails," Amy added, inspecting his appearance. "Your fur and eyes look terrible. Have you had any rest or even taken a bath?"

Tails chuckled weakly. "Yes, I'm okay. It's just hard work. Uh, what call now? Another broken thing?"

Amy shook her head. "No, you need to ask something else. Uh, come on, want to come to a party?"

Tails hesitated. "No, sorry girls, not today."

Why not?" Amy and Cream asked simultaneously.

Tails sighed, "My boss punished me for being late. If I'm late again, I'll be dismissed."

Amy's expression grew concerned. "Is he that strict?"

Tails nodded. "Yeah, he doesn't tolerate late people. He says it's about money."

Amy's eyes widened. "But it's not fair for you to work like this, Tails. You're too young to handle so much stress!"

Tails looked panicked, glancing around to ensure no one overheard. "Quiet, girls," he whispered. "No one can know my real age. I need the money. Don't worry about me, I'm okay."

Amy looked skeptical. "Are you sure?"

Tails smiled weakly. "Yeah, I'm fine. Things could be worse."

"I miss you, brother," Tails whispered.

"I miss you, brother," Tails whispered.

The call ended, and Tails sighed deeply. He looked at the photos on his desk, one of a brown hedgehog hugging a younger fox.

"I miss you, brother," Tails whispered.

Suddenly, his desk phone rang, pulling him out of his thoughts. Tails picked up the receiver and said, "with something mechanical?"

The voice on the other end said, "The restaurant needs help again. Can you come ove.

Jake again? Alright, I'm on my way." Tails quickly gathered his tools. "Bye, brother," he said to the photo before dashing out the door.

As he hurried down the street, he heard a scream and stopped, curious. He saw a vendor angrily grabbing a bat woman by the arm. Without hesitation, Tails leaped into action. "Excuse me," he said, approaching the vendor.

"Stay out of this, boy," the vendor growled. "This bat was trying to steal from me."

The bat woman's eyes were wide with fear. "No, I was just looking," she protested.

The vendor shook his head. "I saw you trying to take an apple."

Tails kept his voice calm. "If there's a problem, we can sort it out without violence. Here, I'll pay for the apple."

The vendor hesitated, then nodded and released the bat woman, accepting the money. "Okay, but don't let this happen again."

No problem," Tails replied with a smile. He glanced at his wristwatch and panicked. "Oh no, I'm going to be late!" He dashed off, thinking, "I wish I could fly. It would be so much easier. But no, I'm just a fox. Foxes don't fly."

Tails ran as fast as his legs could carry him, navigating the bustling streets. He finally reached the restaurant. He hurried inside and found Jake, a burly human with a stern expression, waiting for him.

He sprinted through the bustling streets, finally reaching the restaurant, where Jake, a burly human with a stern expression, awaited him

You're late, Tails," Jake said in a thick Italian accent, crossing his arms.

"Sorry, Jake. I ran into some trouble on the way," Tails explained, catching his breath

Trouble? What kind of trouble?" Jake asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

Just a small misunderstanding with a vendor," Tails replied. "It's all sorted out now. What seems to be the problem here?"

Jake sighed. "My robot is acting up again."

Tails nodded, already in work mode. "Which one?"

It's the waiter robot again," Jake replied.Tails nodded. "Alright, let's get it fixed."

tood next to a large oven. Its LED eyes blinked with a soft blue light, and its metallic arms moved with precision as it prepared pizzas. "This one," Jake said, pointing to the robot. "It's been acting up again. Keeps overheating and slowing down during peak hours."

Tails inspected the robot carefully, noting the slight discoloration around its joints indicating overheating issues. "Looks like it's struggling with heat dissipation," Tails muttered to himself. He began to dismantle a panel on the robot's side, revealing a complex network of circuits and cooling fans.

Jake watched intently as Tails worked, occasionally nodding in approval at Tails' methodical approach. "You sure you can fix it?" Jake asked skeptically.

Tails glanced up briefly, his focused expression softening into a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Jake. I've seen this before. Just needs some adjustments to the cooling system."

While Tails worked, Jake recounted the robot's recent performance issues. "It's been a nightmare, especially with the crowds we get for the lunch rush."

Jake watched intently as Tails worked, occasionally nodding in approval at Tails' methodical approach. "You sure you can fix it?" Jake asked skeptically.

Tails glanced up briefly, his focused expression softening into a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Jake. I've seen this before. Just needs some adjustments to the cooling system."

While Tails worked, Jake recounted the robot's recent performance issues. "It's been a nightmare, especially with the crowds we get for the lunch rush."

Tails nodded, his nimble hands moving quickly as he replaced worn parts and tweaked the cooling system. "These fans are clogged with grease. They need regular maintenance."

"Well, I'm not exactly a robotics expert," Jake said with a shrug.

No problem," Tails replied, his voice muffled by the robot's innards. "It's all part of the job."

As Tails put the final screws back in place, the robot's LED eyes blinked back to a steady blue, and its movements grew smoother.

"Looks like we're all set," Tails said, wiping his hands on a grease-stained cloth. He stepped back to admire his work, watching the robot move gracefully across the kitchen floor.

Jake clapped his hands together. "Perfecto! You're a lifesaver, Tails."

Tails grinned, his tail swishing behind him. "Just doing my job, Jake. Now, let's test it out."

Unbeknownst to Tails, as he bid farewell to Jake and left the restaurant, Eggman he observed the encounter from a nearby alleyway. His interest was piqued by the young fox's mechanical prowess and bravery. As the robotic waiter whirred back to life, serving steaming hot pizzas to eager customers, Eggman's mind raced with possibilities. He knew he needed someone like Tails for his ambitious film project.

As Tails left the pizzeria, unaware of Eggman's watchful eyes, he felt a mix of relief and satisfaction. Fixing the robot had been challenging, but seeing it operate smoothly again gave him a sense of accomplishment. However, the stress of his job and the constant fear of being discovered weighed heavily on him.

Excuse me," Eggman's voice interrupted Tails' thoughts.

Tails turned around to see Dr. Eggman standing there, his round shape and steely gaze making him instantly recognizable. Tails hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond. "Um, hi sir," he finally managed to say, trying to keep his tone respectful despite his nerves.

Eggman stepped out of the shadows, his arms folded behind his back. "Hello, young fox,"

My name Robotnik Carl, but you can call me Eggman," the peculiar man introduced himself, extending a hand.

Later Tails is eating from a FULL PLATE, trying to disguise his hunger from the people around him. He's sitting at a small table in a noisy, bustling café, surrounded by the aroma of various dishes and the chatter of the patrons. He's been working non-stop since dawn, with only brief moments to grab a bite. His stomach growls again, reminding him that he can't let his guard down. He takes a deep breath and shovels another mouthful of food into his mouth

Eggman walks over carrying a CUP of COFFEE.

Mind if I join you?" he asks, his tone surprisingly friendly.

Tails nods, wary but too hungry to refuse. Eggman sits down and takes a sip of his coffee, his eyes never leaving Tails.

"You're quite the little body mechanic, aren't you?" Eggman says, his gaze piercing.

Tails swallows his food, feeling a mix of pride and apprehension. "Thanks," he replies, trying to keep his cool. "It's just something I'm good at."

Eggman leans in closer. "I'm looking for someone with your talents. I need a skilled hand for my latest project. It's an adventure of a lifetime, and I think you'd be perfect."

Tails' eyes widen, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of project?"

Eggman smiles, his mustache twitching slightly. "A film project, my dear Tails. A documentary, if you will, about the wild and unexplored corners of our very own planet. And not just any corners," he says, leaning in closer. "I've uncovered something extraordinary, something that could change the course of history."

Tails's heart races at the mention of adventure. "Where are you planning to film?"

"Ah, that's the secret," Eggman says with a twinkle in his eye. "But let's just say it's an island untouched by modern civilization, filled with mysteries and ancient secrets."

Tails's interest is piqued, but he remains cautious. "What do you need me for?"

Eggman leans back in his chair, his gaze still fixed on Tails. "I need someone who can fix anything, anywhere, at a moment's notice. And I've heard whispers of your extraordinary skills."

Tails feels a surge of excitement, but he's also wary. "What's the catch?"

"The catch?" Eggman laughs. "There's no catch, just a chance to leave this mundane life behind and become part of something legendary. Plus," he adds with a wink, "you'll get to travel and see the world like you've never seen it before."

Tails considers the offer, his mind racing with thoughts of adventure and escape from his current life. "But what if my boss doesn't let me go?"

Eggman's smile grew wider, and he leaned back in his chair, his gaze unwavering. "Leave that to me," he said with a wink. "I have ways of ... convincing people."

Tails felt a twinge of unease at the thought of someone else dealing with his boss, but the promise of adventure was too tempting. "What would I be doing exactly?" he asked, trying to get more information without revealing his true age.

Eggman leaned back, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "You'd be my personal mechanic. Keeping all our gear in tip-top shape. And perhaps," he added with a knowing look." Assistant help the cast and crew with any... unforeseen issues."

Tails took a bite of his sandwich, mulling over the offer. The thought of adventure and discovery thrilled him, but he had responsibilities and secrets to protect. "What about pay?" he asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Ah, the universal concern," Eggman chuckled. "Don't worry, you'll be compensated more than fairly. Plus, think of the experience and the stories you'll have to tell!"

Tails couldn't argue with that. The idea of seeing new places and making a difference was too tempting. He swallowed the last bite of his sandwich and wiped his mouth with the napkin. "Okay, I'm in," he said, trying to sound more confident than he felt.

Tails couldn't argue with that. The idea of seeing new places and making a difference was too tempting. He swallowed the last bite of his sandwich and wiped his mouth with the napkin. "Okay, I'm in," he said, trying to sound more confident than he felt.

Eggman's smile grew into a full grin. "Excellent!

"Now, there's one more thing," he said, his tone turning serious. "We leave tomorrow late i need search New cast and crew member," he called out, scribbling something on a piece of paper.

Tails's heart raced. "Tomorrow? That's so soon!"

"Time waits for no one, especially not for those who wish to make history," Eggman said, his voice filled with urgency. He handed Tails the paper with the address of the dock where the ship was docked. "Be there at sharp latest 5 pm, and don't tell anyone where you're going."

Tails nodded, his mind racing with excitement and anxiety. "What do I need to bring?"

"Just your toolkit and a change of clothes," Eggman replied, his smile never wavering. "Phone no good there, no signal. We're going off the grid

Tails nodded, his heart racing. "Okay, I'll be there."

Eggman rose from his seat. "Excellent. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need search now cast and crew member, so many to choose from in this vast city," he said, gesturing grandly around them.

Tails watched him go, feeling a mix of excitement and fear. He had always dreamed of adventure, but he had never imagined it would come so suddenly or from such an unexpected source. As he finished his meal, he couldn't help but wonder what he had gotten himself into.

Thanks for brother," Tails whispered to himself as he stowed his tools and left the café. The evening air was cool, and the neon lights of the city reflected off the wet streets, painting a vibrant picture that seemed to mirror the turmoil in his thoughts.

To be continued...

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1 This story is divided into episodes, with each episode being a part of the larger narrative.

2 The story is based on the 2005 film "King Kong" and the "Sonic the Hedgehog world with future and mysteries. It includes themes of brotherhood And romantic

3This story is not intended for kids. It includes strong themes such as sacrifice, lying, age-related issues, gore, loss, and mentions of death.other strong themes.

4The story is a fan creation and is not affiliated with or endorsed by the copyright holders of "King Kong" (Peter Jackson, Warner Bros.) or "Sonic the Hedgehog" (Sega)

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Episodes 0 :Introduction

The planet is called Mobius, and the year is 2133. The city is named York New, a place where Mobians and humans live together in special harmony. Amidst the bustling streets, a young fox races through with agile grace. His true name is Miles Prower, but everyone knows him as Tails. Tails is a unique fox, born with two tails, and his yellow fur and sky-blue eyes make him stand out.

Tails' life is marked by both tragedy and talent. His older adopted brother, a brown hedgehog, disappeared mysteriously one day. Despite media coverage calling it a mystery accident, no one knows what happened. Left alone, Tails had to fend for himself. He is a mechanical genius, able to design, build, and repair anything mechanical.

However, Tails has a secret: he is actually only eight years old, not the eighteen or twenty that everyone believes him to be. The laws in York New prohibit anyone younger than fourteen from working, so Tails lies about his age to earn a living. His small stature often raises questions, but he deflects them with clever responses. He might joke, "Oh, umm, what tiny body? You saw this in a horror movie called Orphan? The character Esther Coleman was the same. Calm down, it won't kill you." Or he might say, "Oh yes, like in that medical drama House MD, season 3, episode 10, 'Merry Little Christmas'. Remember Maddy Ralphean? Tiny bodies can be deceiving."

The fear of going to an orphanage drives his deception. Tails has several reasons for avoiding it:

Fear of Harm: He worries that potential adoptive parents might be abusive

Bullying Concerns: He fears being bullied and hurt by other children in the orphanage.

Neglect: He dreads that caregivers might not provide the help and support he needs

Poor Conditions: He has heard troubling rumors about the orphanage being filthy and filled with sickness.

Despite the challenges, Tails finds solace in his small apartment. His earnings from his mechanical work are enough to live comfortably, allowing him to maintain his independence and avoid the perils of the orphanage. Few people know the truth about his situation, and he keeps a low profile.

Tails does have two close friends: Amy Rose and Cream the Rabbit. They visit him regularly, providing companionship and support. Tails cherishes their friendship and often dreams of adventures. However, his deepest wish is to one day reunite with his older brother, the brown hedgehog who vanished without a trace.

Unbeknownst to Tails, his life is about to change forever