This choice: Before he enters the dimension • Go Back... “Just one… more… turn… aaaaand… there! phew” Tails freed his screwdriver from the screw and wiped the sweat from his accomplished brow. He took a step back and admired his invention. A box, with a green and black screen, a small satellite dish sprouting out of the top, and many nobs, dials, gauges and buttons, laid there on the table. “My specified wide dimension hopping device is almost complete! I just need a name and to test it.” He scratched his chin and thought on it for a bit. “Well, I guess Hop is a good name for now. I’ll maybe change it later.”
He picked Hop up and began fiddling with all of the different pieces. “Let’s see… this is dimension… Oh! #1991! Alright, that’s a nice and easy one to remember. Now, we’ll just set this to a dimension where I exist, set this to replace the me in that dimension so we can avoid any possible space time problems caused by having two of the same entity, set this to random and oh ya, I should leave a note for the other me explaining the situation.” He got out a pen and paper and wrote down details about the test he was doing and world where the alternate tails would stay in till he was done with the test.
“Alright, that should be everything! Now to give it a try. ooh and when I come back, it’s victory hot cocoa time!” He pressed the big green button on Hop and all of the sudden the dish ok top of the device produced a vacuum! Tails felt himself being stretched out and sucked inside! Soon after, the vacuum sucked up the box too!
Tails opened his eyes to see a wild light show all around him. Blue, pink and green neon lights whizzed past his head at high speeds! He looked about and admired his surroundings as he assumed he was flying at light speed through some sort of space. Then he saw Hop a fair distance away, and his whimsical admiration of the world around him turned to panic! “If I lose that there’s no way I’ll be able to get back!” He spun his tails as fast as he could and tried to swim towards it! He got closer and closer reaching out as hard as he could until his finger just barely grazed it! Then a bright light suddenly flashed, and tails was surrounded by darkness.
Tails awoke to the feeling of hitting the ground, causing a loud thud. His eyes fluttered open to the sight of a beach. A coconut fell on his head which jolted him awake. Fortunately for him, he found the Hop right next to him. The bad news was, it must have broke on impact with the new dimension as it was in many pieces. “Note to self: make the device come with me through the dimensional tunnel and install parachutes.”
He got up slowly and shook his head. “Now, where am I? It looks like home. In fact, I think this is the beach near my house! Maybe the lab is still in the same place.” He got acclimated to his surroundings and headed for his lab, making sure to keep note of possible differences.
Nothing struck him until he got to his lab. Luckily it was still there, but when he opened the doors he noted that it looked hardly used. Dust made its home on all of the shelves and, more importantly, on his favorite Tornado! “hmh Wonder why the alternate me doesn’t use this much. Well alternate or not that’s still my Tornado and I should take care of her!” He turned on the lights and began cleaning up the room and his plane.
While wiping off the windows he heard someone approaching his lab. “Sonic is that you out there,” he called out. “Ya it’s me. Awesome to see you back in the lab. By the way you sick or something buddy? You don’t sound like your usual self.” It was odd the voice sounded like sonic, but it was huskier. Tails thought it best to come out and explain the situation.
“I’m fine I’m actually Tails from dimension #1991. See I was testing out my new dimension hopping device when I-…” The small fox opened the doors and was left speechless by the sight of his alternate friend. Sonic was down right obese, multiple chins covered up his neck. His large man boobs sat atop his gigantic belly, being carried by two fat thighs.
“whoa! Lemme guess, in your dimension everyone’s a twig?” Tails chuckled awkwardly at his joke. “hehe Ya, I guess you could say that.” Sonic gave him a hearty slap on the back causing him to yelp. “HAHAHAA I knew it! Wait so if you’re here where’s our Tails? He napping on the beach again?”
That’s when Tails realized what had happened. “Of course that’s why I ended up there! Your tails was in the air, on the beach! I had temporarily traded places with him to avoid any sort of dimensional paradox, but when the actual trade took place I fell!” Sonic scratched his head trying to keep up. “Ok so you traded with him for sciency reasons and now you’re here. Well one things for sure you’re definitely him. So when and how are you gonna trade back?”
Tails presented the many pieces of Hop. “Unfortunately it broke during the fall, but with my lab here I can fix it up within about a week and get you your buddy back!” Sonic reached around and gave the inventor a big bear hug. The sheer force of the hug restricted his breathing. “It don’t matter what dimension you’re from dude cuz you’re still my buddy!” Tails struggled to try and escape his grasp, but to no avail. “Th-Thanks… but you’re crushing me!” Sonic dropped him quickly. “Oh I’ll go get us some snacks, be back in a jiffy!”
Tails gasped for air and slowly got up. Sonic ran off faster than he expected, but he was definitely far from being a “blue blur”. His fat belly and butt quaking with each step. The plucky fox laughed and got back to work cleaning up. When he was done he would start fixing up hop. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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