Only Sonic the Hedgehog could and would boast this brazenly and unapologetically about his earlier victories so consistently and so often.
Ever since Sonic’s, or rather Blue Justice’s, victory over Dr. Twin Tail Terror things have gotten especially annoying within the Wachowski household amongst the three brothers. He talked about it often to both Tails and Knuckles. It got old fast, especially for Tails who initially tried to take it all in stride. However, between Sonic looking over the pics he took of the victory poses he made on top of Tails’ body, the video that was taken, and the slideshow of humiliation that came afterward when Sonic took the unconscious fox to his bedroom to use him as a practice dummy, it became less and less easy to ignore.
Thick skin was still skin. Scratch and claw at it hard enough and you’ll manage to cut through it.
On one particularly dull day, when Tom and Maddie were out once more, Sonic was busy boasting about this fight yet again. Today he was making it especially egregious to deal with because he insisted on watching the slideshow of it against the wall in his room while Tails sat beside him, really wanting to hurry through this so they could play a video game together.
“Okay, okay, sure. Fine,” Sonic said, fanning his hands down before smirking and clicking the next slide. “Aww, but look at this one though. It’s so goofy. You look so silly.”
Tails sat on the bed, his eyes narrowed and head in the palms of his hands while staring at an image of him upside down with his tongue out, eyes barely cracked open, and underoos clad butt in the air. Sonic was posing over him with a grin and a peace sign.
For the first time since the fight, Tails decided to talk back. He did this while Sonic was in the middle of laughing but that didn’t mean anything considering the nature of what was said.
“I would have won if it weren’t for those underoos,” Tails chided.
Sonic stopped speaking for just a split second. He then grinned and responded with a tacit, “Aww come on now buddy. Don’t make excuses. Besides, it’s your own fault for putting on those underoos. Loser underwear saps your strength, like I told ya.”
He then continued to boast about his victory, leaving that comment to ring in Tails’ ears. The fox sat there and marinated in his funk while feeling the desire to enact revenge. He was done trying to be the bigger boy and was instead in a scheming mood. His tails swished back and forth as he sat on the bed in deep contemplation.
‘I’m definitely going to go for a rematch,’ The fox thought to himself. ‘I don’t know how I’m going to ensure I have the advantage for it though.’
Tails’ tails kept swishing about and eventually one of them managed to brush up against the side of Sonic’s body while he was in the middle of boasting about the next image on the slide, this time of Tails’ undie clad butt facing the camera.
“It’s so big. You oughta go on a bit of a diet buddy. Seriously, I ca–HANGH! AHAHAHAHA!” Sonic stopped, grunted, and then burst out into a fit of laughter. Tails’ eyes and ears perked up when he heard that.
Sonic scooted away from Tails and brushed off the side of his body. “Heh. Whoops. Guess I found your big butt to be a little too funny.”
Tails blinked. Did Sonic just deny the obvious? He laughed because one of his tails just tickled him, clearly.
Tails found himself smirking. Why would Sonic deny that if it didn’t mean something big? The fox felt as though he’d finally happened upon his desired advantage.
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The next day, Sonic was busy doing his morning routine. Sonic had offered to finally play games with Tails the day before but the fox declined, saying he had something else to take care of. Sonic figured it was just a funny little nerd project. He was mildly interested in discovering what it was but for now, he had his own needs to attend to.
“Exercise, ahoy!” Sonic grinned, standing in his room and going onto his hands. “Fifty runs around the room on my hands! GO!” He gave himself this silly little challenge and then set about doing this bit to satisfy himself.
Sonic giggled and began his exercising, rushing around and around in a steadfast circle while boasting about how he was going to extend the record to one hundred reps next time. Unfortunately he didn’t make it to fifty, as his nose bashed against something small and in his way hard enough that he yelped and fell on his stomach!
“OOF! Ow! Hey, what gives?!” Sonic snapped, perking his head up. “Huh? Since when can smartphones float?”
In front of him was indeed a smartphone but it was only floating due to being attached to a small drone. Hilariously enough, the timing was a bit off on the video message that was being played but Sonic’s nose bashing against it paused the video.
Sonic raised his finger, had a little giggle at the pursed lips of his fox bro on the screen, and then unpaused it so that he could see it through.
“--etting this message, then that means you’re in for a world of hurt!” Tails said on the video. He was in his Dr. Twin Tail Terror persona again with the only difference from before being that he was now wearing a leotard rather than a pair of underoos. Sonic smirked at that. “It’s time for my vengeance, you so-called hero! Meet me in the Scrap Brain Zone!” Tails gestured behind him.
The Scrap Brain Zone was just the fox boys’ room. Cool.
“If you don’t then I shall perform a most heinous, evil act by destroying your hard won ancient scrolls!” Tails sneered, gesturing to his left where Sonic’s comic book collection sat.
Sonic’s eyes widened and he glanced around the room. His comics were indeed gone! “HEY!” He snapped, facing the phone again. “Not cool!”
“If you wish to stop me then come confront me in my lair. Do so at your own peril, Blue Justice! MUHAHAHAHAHA!” Tails finished, raising his bare foot to the camera to wiggle his toes at him in a manner that said bye-bye while he laughed like an evil maniac.
Then the video cut off. Sonic raised a brow but then stood up with his fists on his hips and watched the drone carry the phone away.
“Alrighty then,” Sonic smirked, shaking a bit with anticipation. “It’s time Blue Justice handled this dastardly villain yet again. I can’t wait to have even more photos and videos on my victorious timeline!”
He wouldn’t feel sorry about this. Not after having his innocent comics threatened like that.
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Sonic headed to Tails’ bedroom, dressed in his Blue Justice outfit from last time and just as barefoot as his buddy. When he entered, he first saw Tails standing in his modified outfit in the middle of a wrestling arena that had been set up in his room. Then he caught a glimpse of the huge camera he set up in the room. It would seem he wanted all this on film.
Sonic sneered. “I guess you saved me the trouble of setting a way to capture this on film myself.”
Tails snickered. “It was the least I could do. After all, what’s a victory without multiple chances to gloat over the loser. Then again, I didn’t need to tell you of all people about that now did I, Blue Justice?”
Sonic didn’t respond. Instead, he crawled under the ropes of the wrestling ring and gestured to the space in front of him. “Shall we?”
Tails stomped on over towards the spot on the canvas and nodded. “We shall.” He then charged at Sonic and Sonic did so in return. The two of them clashed but Sonic surprised Tails by hurling him over head and slamming him onto the floor.
Tails coughed but reached his legs up and pounded them into Sonic’s chest while he was hovering over him, making Sonic double back. Tails then tripped him with his two tails so that Sonic fell on his butt and got him into a camel clutch hold. Sonic grunted and struggled in said hold before one knock back of his head made Tails let go.
The fox fell on his butt this time and Sonic took his chance to wrap his legs around Tails in a leg trap that got the fox screaming with his eyes wide open and slapping the floor with his hand.
Tails tried his best to break away but couldn’t and instead summoned his strength to twist his own legs in the opposite way and got Sonic’s head to bang against the floor, letting him go.
The two of them scrambled to their feet and regained charging at one another. They locked hands, now in a test of strength and attempting to grapple through the other. However, they were evenly matched. The idea that they could be sort of upset Sonic due to him being the older of the two though. His clenched teeth and strides forward weren’t seeing him gain too heavy an advantage over Tails.
“I can’t believe after all this time you’re still so salty, doctor,” Sonic teased, sweating with a sneer on his face.
“Yeah? Well, I can’t believe you needed so much personal validation that you settled for constantly gloating about your win against someone so much younger than you,” Tails said back, sweating but sneering just the same as Sonic was.
Tails, despite his higher than average strength, was giving in to Sonic’s power though. The hedgehog laughed as he felt the fox’s arms weaken and eventually he nailed through. Sonic grabbed Tails’ arms and gripped them tightly, making the fox belt out a loud fox whine. It was a very funny noise but Sonic didn’t revel in it too much before he slammed Tails onto the ground.
Tails didn’t give in though. He quickly locked his legs around Sonic’s body and put him in a scissor hold, making him go down with him in a powerful squeeze that was intended to make him give up. Sonic puffed out air from his lungs but was certainly not going to give up. He got this to reverse itself and broke away from Tails’ hold. The fox was astonished and then fearful when his blue brother’s butt slammed onto his back. He was facing the fox’s legs and they were immediately grabbed and yanked up into a Boston Crab hold!
“GYAAAAAAGH!” Tails screamed, eyes crossing and tearing up as he banged his fists against the floor in a painful panic.
“Give up!” Sonic shouts.
“I… I … refuse…!” Tails snapped back.
Sonic shook his head and eventually let go. Tails let out a sigh of relief… but then he let out a cough and grunt of extreme pain when Sonic stomped on his back!
Tails’ body jolted and lurched before he curled up into a ball of pain, gasping like crazy. Sonic, a smug little smirk on his face, trotted around Tails and then kicked Tails over so that he was flat on his back. With his arms and legs spread out, the hedgehog placed his foot onto Tails’ stomach and then began to push down.
Tails’ gut was going inward while his body bucked up and down from the increased pressure. He was bugeyed and sucking in air for a bit before he flopped back, completely stunned before his eyes rolled up. All he was doing now was twitching with cartoon birdies floating around his head.
The air had left him and he was flat on his back, spread out, with his eyes fluttering and drool at the edge of his mouth. Sonic was delighting in witnessing him in such a submissive position beneath him. That cocky grin just stretched across his face ever more.
“Now then, how best to finish this?” Sonic pondered, rubbing his chin and pacing a little bit. “It’s got to be a move that’ll make him never want to challenge me again. Heheh. As if I wouldn’t love to do it again though.”
As Sonic ponders this, Tails was blinking himself back to consciousness behind him. When Tails let out a tiny groan, Sonic turned around to glance at him, noticing the chirping birdies were gone.
Tails couldn’t even get out a nervous whine before Sonic rested his foot back onto his stomach again. For some reason, the minor pressure sent a jolt to his brain that made Tails’ body lurch and flop back to the floor, unconscious once again, this time with his tongue sticking out. The birdies returned.
“Best to stay down,” Sonic warned. “Multiple knockouts aren’t good for your brain and you need that more than you need the ability to wrestle.” He snickered a little before going back to thinking. As he thought things over while standing beside Tails’ knocked out, fidgeting body, he then snapped his fingers with conclusivity. He finally figured out the move he wanted to use to end this.
Sonic, while whistling, reaches down and lifts the fox boy up into a fireman’s carry. The fox’s ragdolled body was draped over his shoulders and his noodle-like limbs swished about as Sonic carried him towards the turnbuckle of the wrestling mat. He grinned with anticipation as he climbed up the turnbuckle and turned to make sure his face was directly before the camera that Tails set up.
“See that folks? Once again, good has triumphed over evil!” Sonic exclaimed with a flashy smirk. “Dr. Twin Tail Terror will never be able to stop the great Blue Justice from saving the day!”
Sonic then turned around, jumped from the high point he was standing on, and then slammed Tails’ body down while still holding him in that same position!
The fox’s body bounced roughly on the mat before flopping down and remaining still. Sonic laughed as he stood up and dusted his hands off, giggling at how Tails’ still body looked so dorky.
“Not out cold yet are you?” Sonic asked, getting in close and leaning down to face him. He got no answer but he still continued to taunt him. “You know, the match isn’t over until I hear the ultimate surrender. I could keep wailing on you on a technicality if I don’t hear you say it.”
Tails didn’t respond.
Instead his tails shot forward and began tickling Sonic all across his body!
Sonic’s eyes widened and then, while sputtering his lips and tearing up, he began to dance in place and fidget about, waving his arms around and stomping his legs up and down. He belted out into a torrent of powerful laughter as Tails relentlessly tickled him all over while face down on the mat.
The fox perked his head up. He looked demolished and insanely hurt but his desire to win was still there. He seriously almost lost there but he managed to stay conscious enough to land this surprise attack. He had to summon the rest of his strength to carry this through now though. Otherwise, he really will lose!
Tails shot up while Sonic was laughing and squirming about and quickly raced behind the hedgehog to grapple him into an armbar submission hold and an ankle lock. This consisted of Tails yanking Sonic to the canvas and then pulling his arm back while locking his legs around his ankles and squeezing tightly!
Tails paid special attention to Sonic’s right foot, as it was the foot that knocked the fox out in their last match. Revenge was going to be thorough here. Sonic, meanwhile, had gone from laughing to grunting and then crying aloud with extreme pain in an instant. The position Tails had put him in was extremely hard to get out of and merely trying was hurting him ever more.
“Oh? I’m sorry Sonic. What was that? I can’t make out what you’re trying to say. Speak up,” Tails demanded.
“Gurghagagaglrughle…!” Sonic tried to speak but the pain was making it intensely hard. All the drool pouring out his mouth was just obstructing his ability to form words along with the pain signals in his brain.
Tails did mercifully let go eventually but only so he could sit on Sonic’s back and yank his head up so that it was facing the camera. He was in a camel clutch now and the pain was just as intense, if not worse here. Sonic’s arms flailed about and thumped on the mat, making him gasp and moan with intense discomfort and agony.
“Give up,” Tails ordered. He wanted Sonic to do it directly into the camera.
“...Hungh… hurt…not… no. N-Not gunna…!” Sonic blurted out, still on that high he got from when he was winning, no doubt. Tails was determined to fix that.
He swished his tails about and then began tickling Sonic’s feet with them from behind. Sonic’s body flopped like a fish, or attempted to, but with Tails on his back and his head being hoisted up like this he had no traction and no way of moving about to avoid the intense tickling sensation.
“BWAHAHAHAHAAA! NOOOO! I GIVE! I GIVE UP! STOP!” Sonic shouted. It was extremely immediate but he knew that his weakness was being exploited in a manner that was impossible to resist here!
“Not good enough,” Tails said, still going. “Tap out.”
Sonic raised his arm and slapped the mat several times. He did it as roughly and as fast as he could, just wanting this to end now.
“Hmm… not good enough,” Tails said. A cold shiver went down Sonic’s spine as he winced and grunted. “Surrender in as many ways as you can think of!”
Sonic choked out a breath of fear now. He felt Tails’ tails brush up against his feet again and the hold tightened. Teary eyed, he obeyed.
“I SURRENDER! M-MERCY! HAVE MERCY! PLEASE! UH WHITE FLAG! I WAVE MY WHITE FLAG!” Sonic cried.
“Better,” Tails snickered. “But contrary to what you said earlier, the winner of these matches can only be decided by knockout. Sorry, I’m afraid you said all that embarrassing stuff for nothing.” Tails teased with his tongue out.
“PLEASE–!” Sonic gasped and panted, the pain clouding his head but not in a manner that was relieving him of any consciousness.
“Beg me to knock you out,” Tails grip tightened again. “Do it!”
“PLEEEEEASE KNOCK ME OUT! I WANT NIGHT NIGHT!” Sonic shouted, gasping as loud as he could.
Tails nodded. “Great job. Here’s your reward, hero!”
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