Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ A Creils Story ❯ making a solution.... ( Chapter 7 )

A lot of people didn't expect Robert to pull out a pump function shotgun and bust five shells into Tails. Some people thought it was cruel, the rest are still wondering why I had this happen? As I mentioned before, this is what is known as writer's sleight of hand. And there are going to be plenty of them. Now another matter, someone asked what something like this is: (o)(o) There are many names for this, but I shall call these "courtesy breasts" and there are plenty plenty of them. So far you have only seen three (counting the example given): perfect breasts (o)(o); cold breasts (^)(^); and perky breasts (*)(*) aren't they lovely? And just think, there are more to come.

Tails actually bit through the porcelain cup, a clean chomp, he even had the piece in his mouth for some time. Now, what the hell does "trebeled" mean, the word was rooted from the treble cleff, which is a high scale in music. Somone who speaks trebled is speaking i a high toned voice, borderlins squeaking. Next up is my knowledge of dem panties.... I thank my late friend Eddie for playing SA2 on the dreamcast with me. He let me play as Knuckles, and when the match started between us, Rouge was in a blue bra and thoung. He had a gameshark in the console and programmed the code into it. All heil the gameshark. Now Tikal.... for those of you who have SA2 Battle for the Gamecube, go treasure hunting with Tikal in the security hall. This princess is easy to get fan service from. and there are several ways of doing it. One way is the jump on one of those glass walls, then turn the camera around. you'll notice how Tikal's legs are gapped open as she posts on the wall and you can get the good fanservice there.

Another way is to go right up above the part where there are lasers sliding across the entry of a hole in the wall. Have the princess post against the wall and turn the camera slowly. She also flashes while she jumps to if you have a good finger eye coordination, or just be a good cameraman while the echidna's climbing up a wall and you'll peak her. Queens can teach you toms a lot of things if you listen to them, I even pulled out the color code that I have to make sure it was the exact color. As for the "cruel action" of Robert to Tails, that'll be explained right now.

Forgot one last thing, apparently, my reviews aren't showing up, so when you peeps wanna review me, go to email author and put "Creils Review" as the subject. Now on with the story.

Robert stood in the elevator with folded arms, a hoisted pump function on his back and a clam mind. The young buck had no regrets at what he had just did. Worry not my Cream, that savage fox won't hurt you ever again. His thoughts ended with the opening to the hallway. Robert went back to the appartment where Cream and her mother stayed. He entered to see Passion and Vanilla sitting on the couch. "So did things go well?" asked Passion.

"Yes Mother, he was really taken by surprise." answered Robert. "How's Cream?"

"Bathing happily." answered Vanilla.

Robert left to the back room, and as he walked, Vanilla noticed the weapon, then headed towards the phone. Please be okay, Tails. she thought as she dialed the number. Vanilla was afraid as she listened to the tones; one ring... two rings... three rings... four rings... finve rings.... "Hello?"

"Hi this is Vanilla, where is Tails?"

"He's out of commission right now, would you like to leave a message?"

"Sure, but first I would like to get your name."

"Fiona."

"Well Fiona, when Tails comes back to, tell him to call me."

"Sure thing Vanny."

"Don't call me that."

"...Sorry." CLICK.

"Is everything okay over there?" asked Passion.

"I sure hope so." answered Vanilla.

Fiona had just got there and put Tails on the couch before answering the phone. The red, brown haired vixen was still in a bit of shock on how she saw Tails' lifeless frame on the floor. Tails what happened to you? the vixen wondered. She walked over to the fridge and stepped on her clue. That looks like.... a rubber bullet. Fiona picks up the bullet with a blue rubber head. Someone shot Tails with these plastic shells with rubber heads on them. Sure they aren't fatal, but they can leave serious injury. Well, I better get him some medical attention... But first, I need to blow off some steam. (oYo)

Fiona walked over to Tails' motionless frame, she always was fond of the twin tailed kit. Because they were the only foxes in Knothole or because she pretty much wanted him to mess with her was uncertain. She placed a hand on his head, no temperature, then decided to quit the dilly dallying. Fiona proped him up and started to fellate him. Sure Tails was out of it, but that didn't stop Fiona from blowing off her steam, or Tails. Once she had a Prower rod to work with, she began to suck on him. It wasn't the first time she had done this to Tails, but it was their second encounter of this sort of thing. She had the base of his rod between her right middle and ring fingers as she blew into him. If this doesn't wake him up, oh well. Fiona wasn't like an Amy to Tails, the kits actually got along, however, Tails kept his relationship with Fiona a professional one, not a serious one. Fiona lapped at Tails' head, licking up the sticky sprey that built up there. Since he's out, he shouldn't had any problems unloading, it'll shoot right on out. she thought. He's beating too, so I know he's close. Not to much longer.....

Eight seconds after her prediction, Tails shot up and in more ways than one. Fiona just took it all in and Tails looked down on her. "I didn't ask for head from you... again, Fiona." he said with slight scorn.

After a swallow, "Tails, stop whining, you're awake and that's a start." said Fiona. "You okay?"

"What happened, when did you get here?"

"I've been here for five minutes. So who the hell shot you with rubber bullets?"

".......Robert."

"Who?"

"Cream's fiancé. She's getting married in less than a month and-"

"My god, do you always talk about that damn rabbit? What about me Tails?"

"I guess I should.... whoa."

"That's it, I'm getting you some succor."

"Just make sure it's not from your mouth again."

"Ha, ha, ha. You owe me."

"I'll repay you later."

"You called me my Mother?" Robert was summoned by Vanilla.

"You better explain yourself about that shotgun of yours." said an angry Vanilla.

"Need I remind you of how distraught Cream was left at the hands of that savage fox? He needed be taught... and that is what I did." [that line is olde english grammar, yes it is right.]

"No excuses. You still didn't have to shoot him with rubber."

"You're right, I'll use lead next time just for you, mum. I don't take kindly to savages that mistreat my doe. I never have and never shall. Cream is my wife, not his."

"I am not your wife!" Cream yelled as she entered the room.

"Not in the physical sense, but you are technically."

"I will never be your wife. I see you haven't changed a bit since I moved away from you."

"Is that all you're going to protest? Face it Cream, any guy who leaves a girl in the fetal position regardless of what had happened, is a savage. Plain and Simple it is... and furthermore, I will make sure he never repeats this process."

"How could you shoot my boyfriend?"

"He's alive, with lesson learned. And that savage is not your boyfriend. Luckily for me, your mother wants me to pump him full of lead."

"That's not what I said to you, Robert." said Vanilla.

"No, but 'tis what your action's imply. Now if you'll excuse me, I've a bath to take." and off Robert went.

"And I have to marry this guy.... not on your life." said Cream.

"Cream..."

Cream left the appartment and headed for the elevator. Vanilla was able to catch up to her daughter. "Listen Cream, I know it doesn't seem like it, But Robert did this out of love for you." she told her daughter.

"Some love." said Cream.

"Sadly, I agree with Robert. Tails didn't have to leave you like that in the elevator, but Robert didn't have to shoot Tails with those rubber blanks. You know two wrongs don't make a right."

"Yes, but three wrongs were made here and it's time to make a few rights."

"But Cream..."

"Don't stop me."

"Cream..."

"I mean no disrespect when I say this, but... GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!"

With those words, Vanilla let Cream pass into the elevator. She only hoped her daughter was doing the right thing.....