"Well, faker... It's your move."
Sonic sat up, sweat pouring from his face. He looked at his palms with a scarce breath and sighed. "Another one of those dreams..." He got out of bed and stretched, pulling back the blinds to see a bright sunny morning outside. A smile slowly perked before he yawned and headed for the shower. Afterwards, he shook his quills dry and got dressed, ready for anything! Or so it seemed.
"Wonder what Tails is up to..." He jumped down the stairs and ran out the door, heading for his best bud's workshop. Tails was outside, giving the Tornado a new coat of paint. His tails swished lightly as he moved from end to end, smiling when finished. "Hey buddy, how's it going?"
His friend looked over and smiled. "It's going good, Sonic. Just brushing up on the Tornado." He put the paintbrush into a holster on his belt and stretched. "How about you? It's odd to see you up this early." The blue blur's ear twitch