Miles, A.K.A., "Tails," was pouting in his bedroom. His parents took away all his inventions and tools. He was bored to death. Literally. All the poor volpe did was keep quiet. Tails tossed a rubber ball back and forth, trying to keep himself entertained. His parents weren't mad at him. They just wanted him to stop inventing and chat with friends. "Have a life." As they said. Besides, the only friend the poor guy had was Sonic. But he even thought Tails should chat with other people besides him. So, Tails thought for a moment. "Wait a second... Why don't I post a video of myself talking about being a kitsune? Maybe then I'll get my stuff back!" Tails took his swivel chair to the edge of the room, where his laptop was. "Okay... Logging into YouTube.... And there!" Tails was setting up his scrivania, reception to make it presentable for a video about himself. "Alright Tails," he detto to himself," this is just like a documentary about yourself. Think of it as schoolwork." Tails pressed the recording button and began.
"Hello web people! I'm Miles Prower! Some of te know me as Tails, my nickname. I'm going to talk about my life being a kitsune, o a 2-tailed fox. People consider me as a brainiac, a wiz, and sometimes a little Albert Einstein. I, for one, tell people that it's fun being smart! I found I had this ability when I was 3 years old..."
Baby Tails was crawling around in his crib, sucking on his bottle. He giggled, burped, and cried, like any other baby. His mother came towards him and picked him up. "There's my little Miles! Mommy loves you." She cooed, gently shaking him up and down. "Mommy... Are te taking me to school?" Asked Tails innocently. "No sweetie," the beige volpe detto with a sincere smile," te have to be 6 months older. Until then, you'll keep on doing ABC topo, mouse online. But guess what? Daddy bought te a mini car!" Tails' round blue eyes widened. A car? He wasn't old enough to go to school, but old enough to drive a real, live car? Tails scratched his petite arancia, arancio head in confusion," Mommy, I'm too young to drive!" His mother's tinkling laugh filled the room. "You're so cute honey!" She sat her son down and his father entered the room. "Where's my big boy?" He detto proudly. Tails smiled as he hugged his father affectionately. "Here's the car!" The dark brown volpe set the toy down, which Tails stared at. He took the car apart piece da piece and reassembled it. "Honey!" Shrieked Tails' father. "Our son's a genius! A genius!"
"So that's how my parents figured out that I was special." detto Tails. But he was stumped. What else did he have to talk about? A miniature light bulb sprinted up his brain. His tough troubles in school. With Kevin. "I was made fun of in school too. This kid named Kevin Walsh was annoying. He beat me up a couple of times too! Let me tell te about that!" detto Tails.
"Mommy! Do I really have to wear a tie?" detto Baby Tails. His mother was fixing his outfit to wear for the first giorno of school. "Miles Prower! te are going to look good. Besides, mommy wants te to look nice all the time." detto Tails' mom. His father was prepping up the car to make sure it worked right. It was the family Mustang, passed down from Prower to Prower. It had a sleek look about it, complete with a classic sea blue color. "Will the other kids make fun about me? Are they going to laugh at me? Mommy, I'm scared!" Mrs. Prower smiled at her son warmly and stroked his well-combed hair. "Honey, just be yourself. I want te to be happy when te go to school, not sad." Tails stared at his mother's face and hugged her tightly. "Thank te mommy." The beige volpe pulled her son close to her and kissed him one the forehead." Anytime sweetie." Tails arrived at his school, greeted da a big scoiattolo boy. His name was Kevin Walsh. "Hey, looks like someone dropped a misfit on the school sidewalk!" Mocked Kevin as he laughed at his own joke. Children were laughing hysterically. Tails felt little tears well up in his eyes. "Stop it!" He screamed, causing the other kids to quite down." No one tells me to stop fox." Kevin said, his temper obviously rising. That's when Tails blacked out from the whir of a punch, punzone Kevin gave him.
"Kevin Walsh hated me after that! We were rivals in everything! Gym, science, social studies, math, language arts, a lot of things. But that all changed after I graduated to kindergarten. Now, being in 5th grade isn't half bad! No più bullies, that's for sure! I've been on many adventures and all, but that's for another time. Tails here, signing out!" He gave the camera a peace sign and shut his laptop off. Tails felt pretty good after doing a documentary about his life. Then he heard a knock at the door. "Come in!" He yelled. His parents opened the door with smiles on their faces. "Son, we saw and heard that video about you. We've decided that te can have your inventions and tools back." Tails thought for a minuto and detto with a grin on his face,"No thanks Mom and Dad. I like socializing better. I'll still work on inventions though, so don't te worry!" His parents left.
"Being a Kitsune has it's ups and downs... But definitely più upsides than downsides." detto Tails before falling asleep in his office chair.
"Hello web people! I'm Miles Prower! Some of te know me as Tails, my nickname. I'm going to talk about my life being a kitsune, o a 2-tailed fox. People consider me as a brainiac, a wiz, and sometimes a little Albert Einstein. I, for one, tell people that it's fun being smart! I found I had this ability when I was 3 years old..."
Baby Tails was crawling around in his crib, sucking on his bottle. He giggled, burped, and cried, like any other baby. His mother came towards him and picked him up. "There's my little Miles! Mommy loves you." She cooed, gently shaking him up and down. "Mommy... Are te taking me to school?" Asked Tails innocently. "No sweetie," the beige volpe detto with a sincere smile," te have to be 6 months older. Until then, you'll keep on doing ABC topo, mouse online. But guess what? Daddy bought te a mini car!" Tails' round blue eyes widened. A car? He wasn't old enough to go to school, but old enough to drive a real, live car? Tails scratched his petite arancia, arancio head in confusion," Mommy, I'm too young to drive!" His mother's tinkling laugh filled the room. "You're so cute honey!" She sat her son down and his father entered the room. "Where's my big boy?" He detto proudly. Tails smiled as he hugged his father affectionately. "Here's the car!" The dark brown volpe set the toy down, which Tails stared at. He took the car apart piece da piece and reassembled it. "Honey!" Shrieked Tails' father. "Our son's a genius! A genius!"
"So that's how my parents figured out that I was special." detto Tails. But he was stumped. What else did he have to talk about? A miniature light bulb sprinted up his brain. His tough troubles in school. With Kevin. "I was made fun of in school too. This kid named Kevin Walsh was annoying. He beat me up a couple of times too! Let me tell te about that!" detto Tails.
"Mommy! Do I really have to wear a tie?" detto Baby Tails. His mother was fixing his outfit to wear for the first giorno of school. "Miles Prower! te are going to look good. Besides, mommy wants te to look nice all the time." detto Tails' mom. His father was prepping up the car to make sure it worked right. It was the family Mustang, passed down from Prower to Prower. It had a sleek look about it, complete with a classic sea blue color. "Will the other kids make fun about me? Are they going to laugh at me? Mommy, I'm scared!" Mrs. Prower smiled at her son warmly and stroked his well-combed hair. "Honey, just be yourself. I want te to be happy when te go to school, not sad." Tails stared at his mother's face and hugged her tightly. "Thank te mommy." The beige volpe pulled her son close to her and kissed him one the forehead." Anytime sweetie." Tails arrived at his school, greeted da a big scoiattolo boy. His name was Kevin Walsh. "Hey, looks like someone dropped a misfit on the school sidewalk!" Mocked Kevin as he laughed at his own joke. Children were laughing hysterically. Tails felt little tears well up in his eyes. "Stop it!" He screamed, causing the other kids to quite down." No one tells me to stop fox." Kevin said, his temper obviously rising. That's when Tails blacked out from the whir of a punch, punzone Kevin gave him.
"Kevin Walsh hated me after that! We were rivals in everything! Gym, science, social studies, math, language arts, a lot of things. But that all changed after I graduated to kindergarten. Now, being in 5th grade isn't half bad! No più bullies, that's for sure! I've been on many adventures and all, but that's for another time. Tails here, signing out!" He gave the camera a peace sign and shut his laptop off. Tails felt pretty good after doing a documentary about his life. Then he heard a knock at the door. "Come in!" He yelled. His parents opened the door with smiles on their faces. "Son, we saw and heard that video about you. We've decided that te can have your inventions and tools back." Tails thought for a minuto and detto with a grin on his face,"No thanks Mom and Dad. I like socializing better. I'll still work on inventions though, so don't te worry!" His parents left.
"Being a Kitsune has it's ups and downs... But definitely più upsides than downsides." detto Tails before falling asleep in his office chair.
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(to the theme of Total Drama Island)
His name is Miles James Prow-er
Flyin' sky hiiiiiigh
He's the high-est volpe around
Un-der-es-ti-mate him and you'll probably die
Everythings to prov nothin' in his way
I'll meet him one da-ay
Naa
Nanananaa
Nanananaa
Nana
Naaa-aaa
Miles James Prow-er
Commonly called Tails
Miles
James
Prower
[repeat x5]
Thank te for listening!
comments: I hope this inpires all of te to mak your own song!
(one two three AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
His name is Miles James Prow-er
Flyin' sky hiiiiiigh
He's the high-est volpe around
Un-der-es-ti-mate him and you'll probably die
Everythings to prov nothin' in his way
I'll meet him one da-ay
Naa
Nanananaa
Nanananaa
Nana
Naaa-aaa
Miles James Prow-er
Commonly called Tails
Miles
James
Prower
[repeat x5]
Thank te for listening!
comments: I hope this inpires all of te to mak your own song!
(one two three AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Miles knew the worst that could happen when plugging in his only fonte of fun entertainment, a PS3 into the outlet, he could get shocked and die at his young age. But his hands were too small for sparks to reach his hand. When he plugged it up he immediately turned it on and searched "Tails images" on Google. But what he didn't like was the ONLY explicit picture of Tails peeing all over the place. Uhg, gross... Anyway he came up with a Youtube channel called GFGT. in fact Miles was only his nickname.
Miles: *sigh*
Mikey is his current foster brother
Mikey: ...Zai...yes I live here...
Mikey was talking to Miles' granny, she repeats bunches of domande without noticing. she's 95 after all.
Mikey: Zai... Zai... Zai... *Mikey comes upstairs* So is it ignore Mikey day?
Miles: I could barely hear you, and I thought te were talking to granny!
TO BE CONTINUED
Miles: *sigh*
Mikey is his current foster brother
Mikey: ...Zai...yes I live here...
Mikey was talking to Miles' granny, she repeats bunches of domande without noticing. she's 95 after all.
Mikey: Zai... Zai... Zai... *Mikey comes upstairs* So is it ignore Mikey day?
Miles: I could barely hear you, and I thought te were talking to granny!
TO BE CONTINUED
I started to fly, looking for Sonic, to tell him what I had realized, thinking it might make for a good conversation. Seeing him, I landed, and told him what I had been thinking about.
"Tails, te better not..."
"Sonic, te know me better than that."
"Yeah, but the thing is, I was hoping you'd never realize this."
"Why is that, Sonic?"
Sonic fell silent, and that told me why.
He didn't trust me.
"Sonic... I've been your friend forever. I wouldn't just eat te out of the blue."
(Bonus if te see what I did there.)
"Tails, te better not..."
"Sonic, te know me better than that."
"Yeah, but the thing is, I was hoping you'd never realize this."
"Why is that, Sonic?"
Sonic fell silent, and that told me why.
He didn't trust me.
"Sonic... I've been your friend forever. I wouldn't just eat te out of the blue."
(Bonus if te see what I did there.)
(Instrumental)
His name is Miles
Miles "Tails" Prower
Going around 50 miles an hour
He's not just fast
He can really fly
Underestimate him
And you'll probably die
He's great at building
And loves to have fun
But mess with Tails
And you're already done
He has the craziest machines
Bigger than a house
With epic looking jeans
And can build an explosive mouse
(Help me out here. :P)
(Also, because I can't post anything under 360 letters....)
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
His name is Miles
Miles "Tails" Prower
Going around 50 miles an hour
He's not just fast
He can really fly
Underestimate him
And you'll probably die
He's great at building
And loves to have fun
But mess with Tails
And you're already done
He has the craziest machines
Bigger than a house
With epic looking jeans
And can build an explosive mouse
(Help me out here. :P)
(Also, because I can't post anything under 360 letters....)
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Here's a little bit about me
1. I consider myself as a human version of tails
2. I only play sonic games as Tails
Thats all I can tell u guys tho...😒😒😒
And Im also looking for a girlfriend❤🧡❤🧡
It wont let me post soooo.
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