Fastest Thing Alive

He KNEW that’s what Sonic was going to do. It was too obvious.

And with that, he ran off— and, while considerably slower than he usually would have been, it was still a pretty good speed. Ooh man, did it hurt his leg, but he wasn’t focused on that.

The armadillo wanted to stop Sonic from high-tailing out of here as his leg was clearly still healing, but on the other hand he wasn’t sure if it was his place to do so. Apprehensively, Mighty simply stood and watched.

The fox turned towards the armadillo. “Come in, have a seat. Sonic, you too.”

Augh. He wanted to do something for him. He couldn’t believe he didn’t know what day it was.

Mighty’s attention turned to Sonic once the hedgehog became vocal. Did Sonic not know it was Tails’ birthday? Or, perhaps did Mighty have the wrong date? “Er, it is your birthday today, riiiight?” he blushed, turning his head to Tails with a sense of nervous bewilderment.

His attention then turned back to the armadillo. “Yes–heh–yes, it’s my birthday. I didn’t realize you knew my birth date.”

“Just— just give me a minute!” Sonic quickly said and made his way to the door. HE COULD DO IT. He could run on his leg and get Tails something— anything— a cake, at least.

“Oh–heh–Mighty, you didn’t have to do that.” Though he was grateful someone had remembered his birthday. At the same time he didn’t want Sonic to feel bad for not remembering. It wasn’t like things had been normal as of late.

“Birthday!?” Sonic squeaked. Chaos, he had to get him something! He had no idea it was even October and— oohh no. This wasn’t good. Maybe he could force himself to run on his leg to grab something from the store...

Mighty approached the front door to Tails’ home and knocked on the door with a few loud, slow knocks. He kept silent, hoping maybe he’d surprise whoever opened the door.

Tails opened the door wide, a huge smile upon his face. “Mighty! Hi! Heh–Come in.”

“Mighty!” Sonic beamed, “What’s up?”

“I can sit on the wing. It’s fine?” Sonic watched him, “How will I fit in the cockpit? I’m not flying, am I?”

“Uhh... Okay? I guess that’s fine.”

“No.” He was quick to protest. “You’ll sit in the cockpit. We’ve done it before…but…you probably don’t remember it.”, he muttered. 

“I can sit on the wing. It’s fine?” Sonic watched him, “How will I fit in the cockpit? I’m not flying, am I?”

“Yeah..?” Sonic watched him, a small smile on his face, “… Okay. So we’ll be heading home soon, then?”

“I’m here,” Sonic whispered, “I’m here...!”

“Mighty!”, Tails whimpered. Chaos, he was so thankful to see a friendly face. Maybe he wasn’t dreaming. He gave the armadillo his hand. Mighty knew where Sonic was. That meant he would go with him wherever he would take him. “S–Sonic’s alive.”

The armadillo lead Tails, keeping a careful eye on him the whole time. Eventually the pair made it to the others, and Sonic was now in sight. “Y’see?” Mighty pointed to the hammock. ”There’s Sonic, safe ‘n sound.”

Tails burst out of the hut and with an intense, panicked scream, called out the hedgehog’s name. 

And then he heard the screaming, and he winced. “….is still here. Dammit,” he groaned, rubbing his face, and looking to Mighty. “New plan. Catch Tails and bring him here before he hurts himself!” 

The strongman nodded to Knuckles, understanding what his mission was. “Got it.” He left at an instant, quickly making his way over to the hut, where he found Tails outside calling out for Sonic. “Tails, buddy, it’s okay!” Mighty said, trying to calm down the obviously panicked fox. “Sonic is here, he’s fine. I’m here to take you to him.” he assured, offering an outreached hand for Tails to grab. The fox was on his feet, but Mighty wasn’t really sure if he could walk on his own; chances are he was still faint and dizzy.

Sonic shifted around, almost trying to get out of the hammock when he saw Mighty take off after him. Aw geez... hopefully he’d get there fast enough. All Sonic could do with grip at the sides of the hammock and watch as Mighty ran towards Tails’ voice. Chaos, he needed to see Tails so bad.

“Okay, Sonic, hold still while I get this fixed up,” he murmured, pouring on some liquids to deal with the swelling, wadding up some leaves around it and then wrapping it tight. “Just don’t do anything major with it for a while, and you should be fine in no time.”

“Okay...” Sonic sighed, leaning his head back. ... No running? Really? He wasn’t sure he could keep that promise, even if it did hurt.

“Yes.” Sonic groaned, “… I just don’t want him waking up without me and freaking out.”

Sonic looked out and noticed Knuckles coming. He bit his lip, quietly nervous with the knowledge that Tails had been left alone. It would probably be okay, though... right?

And with that, Knuckles carted the unconscious fox off, leaving Sonic with Mighty. 

“Yes.” Sonic groaned, “... I just don’t want him waking up without me and freaking out.”