Tails roused, rubbing his aching head as the previous night's accident replayed in his head. Well, back to the drawing board, he guessed-
His train of thought was interrupted when he laid eyes on his legs. For some reason, he was wearing a pair of white, thigh-high boots that looked just like the ones Rouge wore! He sighed. Someone was playing a prank on him. Maybe Rouge had tried to dress him while he was unconscious, but ran off and hid when he began to wake.
"Rouge, come on out." Tails called out, "This isn't funny."
Silence. Maybe he was wrong? Or maybe she'd just left. He groaned in frustration, he'd have to double check to make sure none of his belongings were missing. First things first, though, he would need to get these dumb boots off.
He tugged at them, surprised at how stuck they were. Had Rouge glued them in place? He had a solvent that could dissolve any adhesive, but he would have to stand up to get it. He carefully got up, whirling his namesakes to help him up, and stumbled a bit as he got to his feet. Walking in these was going to be impossible, but his tails were still worn out from the accident, barely able to help him up.
"Okay... Here we go..." Tails said, bracing himself as he stepped forward...
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