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Welcome to the Family	By : SurgetheHedgehog_92 Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 6277 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or settings from Sonic the Hedgehog, the story is completely based on something I came up with off the top of my head and non-profit.

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Chapter 2: Settling in.

The forest behind his home was dense enough that one couldn’t see passed the trees and bushes, but Tails had a path memorized that he’d take once in a while to get to Vanilla and Cream’s home; not cause he would take this shortcut to sneak to Cream’s place and have a late night make out session, it was just a means to save time and spend more time with Cream, even though it only shaved off 5 minutes of walking there. Because it was winter however, the path there was layered in freshly fallen snow up to his shins, leaving his feet and ankles to be soaked and chilled by the melting ice seeping into his socks; he easily could’ve flown avoiding this minor inconvenience, but his mind was more focused on the goal of getting there and the memory of his destroyed home.

He soon arrived at the two story home that belonged to the rabbits, it’s pink outer walls and clear windows showing red velvet curtains would make anyone think this house was made of cake; but Tails was less focused on how the house resembled a giant dessert and more on the Vanilla and Cream “filling” within. He approached the door and knocked 3 times, his legs shivering from the cold water that was now soaking his feet… obviously the first thing he’d do was take his shoes and socks off and place them near the fire Vanilla had going, relevant to the smoke coming out of the chimney. “Coming,” called a familiar voice from inside, melodious and comforting; then the door opened and there dressed in her traditional, plaid, Christmas colored dress with only an apron covering her front lower half stood Vanilla.

Now… Tails was no stranger to the interest in older women, he would never openly admit it nor would he act on any such impulse or urge: but he secretly had a crush on Vanilla… and who could blame him: those soft brown eyes that seem to look into your soul, her voluptuous curves despite having had a baby 14 years ago, those inviting lips that always wore a smile that meant she was happy to see you… and lest not forget: her large DD sized breasts. There were times when Tails either fantasized or dreamed about hooking up with Vanilla, obviously when he was alone, not with Cream, but he loved Cream more and dismissed his delusions for Vanilla as nothing more than teenage lust; dont get me wrong, he did somewhat get to touch her massive bust, but it was mostly just his head accidentally ending up in her cleavage during a hug.

Vanilla smiled warmly at her visitor, “Hello Tails,” she greeted, “I didn’t know you were coming, is Cream expecting you?” she also asked, having no such issues with this 16 year old, of age, boy being in close contact with her daughter. “Actually,” Tails began, his lip quivering in sorrow before he continued, “Something happened… something terrible,” and Vanilla’s expression changed; “What happened?” she asked with a look of great concern, which usually made Tails nervous cause she was about to go into “god mother mode,” but this time: no such nervousness as he answered, “My house has been destroyed… Eggman tricked me with a note and a package containing a bomb that he was trying to “be apart of the holiday spirit” and I believed him,” he began to sob, “A-and now… I’m homeless,” forgetting to ask after if he can lodge with her until then.

Vanilla gasped, then Tails somehow found himself one second standing there on the verge of tears and next in Vanilla’s warm and cushy embrace… and by “cushy” I mean: his head was once again pressed into her breasts; he would’ve found this embarrassing or arousing and would wanna escape her grasp before his hormones kick in… but considering the circumstance: he found it comforting to be in the bunny mom’s hold. “Oh you poor baby,” Vanilla said, not using the word baby ironically or sarcastically, “I cant believe that nasty man would do something so horrible… and two weeks away from Christmas no less,” her head was on top of his own, initially because most people do that when hugging shorter people in pain, but she then looked down at him and asked, “Tell you what: I have plenty of bedrooms and more than enough room for you… would you like to stay here?”

Tails looked back and nodded his head, trying desperately to fight back the tears, not wanting to look like a crybaby in front of Vanilla; not because he was an embarrassing cryer, he just had too much pride as a man. “Come,” Vanilla semi-commanded, “Lets get you inside and out of those wet shoes, you’ll catch a cold or get frostbite if you’re out here any longer,” before bringing the poor boy inside her home. He immediately freed himself from his sopping wet shoes and socks while outside then stepped into her warm home on her soft carpet, then reached behind and picked up his soaked shoes and socks to bring in so Vanilla could close the door. He looked around her home as he removed his windbreaker, curious to see any changed or additions to her décor… the only changes and additions were her indoor Christmas decorations, and the latest batch of framed photos Vanilla took of herself, Cream, sometimes both, and a few with Tails included.

Vanilla took his windbreaker and placed it on the hat rack, before placing a comforting hand on Tails’ shoulder, rubbing it a bit and asking, “I started making some cookies and they’re almost done, would you like one?” to which Tails turned his head to face her and smiled a little answering, “Sure, I’d love one.” Tails always did look forward to Vanilla’s cooking, not that he was a bad cook or too lazy to cook for himself, it just meant that he had an opportunity to show the generous rabbit his appreciation… well that and: one would say he could really taste the “love” added to everything Vanilla made, I’d say he’s a kiss up, but let’s face it: he wants to lift himself UP and KISS her if he wanted to. Ding! Went the kitchen timer before Vanilla removed her hand and returned tot he kitchen, passing the fox boy on her way; Tails would’ve easily stared as Vanilla would walk away from him, her hips invertedly bouncing up and down… he did look for a second, but he was too depressed by his situation to look any longer than a single second.

“Cream!” Vanilla called upstairs to her daughter, “Could you come down for a moment? We have a special guest… also: the cookies are almost ready!” before returning to taking the cookies out of the oven; about 5 seconds later: the young yet grown Cream came to the top of the stairs, Tails looking up to meet eyes with his girlfriend, cheering up a little. Cream looked nothing like she did in her past years: she had grown to be only an inch shorter than Tails, let her hair grow out like her mother, and sported a “miniature version” of her mother’s curves and bosom; the rabbit girl gasped seeing her love downstairs, immediately jumping and gliding down with her large floppy, yet somehow flight capable, ears towards him, cheering, “Tails!” and landed in front of him before hugging him tight.

Tails hugged back, “Hi Cream,” he greeted, petting her back knowing she liked that… she then looked in his eyes, giving him that soul piercing look that her mom had, “What brings you to my neck of the woods?” she asked, excitedly, not caring the reason for her boyfriend to be in her home. Tails heart sank and his face bent downwards as he once again: told the story of why he was there… but this time: included that he’ll be lodging with them until further notice. Cream, at first, was about to sob too hearing about his home’s destruction, but she hugged him even tighter with her head on his shoulder, “Yay!” she exclaimed, then pointed out, “And… dont worry about your presents blowing up along with your house,” smiling, “The fact that you’re ok is more than enough for me for Christmas.”

As sweet a sentiment as that was, Tails blushed and scratched his head correcting, “Um… I actually… haven’t gone Christmas shopping yet… it’s actually because I left my house to do that that I managed to avoid getting blown up too;” Cream didn’t care about receiving any presents as much as Tails did giving them, but she didn’t say anything else as she comforted her boyfriend since he was there. Vanilla soon returned and informed, “Cookies are ready,” “Yay, cookies!” Cream cheered as she pulled Tails into the kitchen for the freshly made treat, thanking, “Thanks mama;” both taking one of the chocolate chip peanut butter cookies Vanilla made, she then joined them and added, “Remember: you can each take one, the rest are for everyone else… also Cream: once you’re both done, would you please show Tails to one of the rooms to get settled in?” to which her daughter nodded, swallowed, but then begged when she realized what her mother asked, “Awww, cant Tails room with me? Ever since Cheese left in February to take part in the Chao Dating Ritual,” she then pouted cutely, also meant to say Mating Ritual, “My bedroom’s been so lonely… pleeeeease mama?” as she hugged Tails again.

Vanilla smiled and pointed out, “Now now Cream, I’m pretty sure Tails would prefer a room of his own… after all: boys do sometimes need their privacy,” as if to imply Tails did “things” when he was alone in his bedroom… which he did, but he didn’t want it to be pointed out like that by coincidence; Tails however: didn’t feel like it was necessary, “Um,” he began, Cream interrupted, “Pleeeeeease Tails? Share my bedroom with me?” giving him the sad soulful eyes and pouting more. Tails chuckled a bit, he was already gonna say, “Actually: I’d be ok with sharing your bedroom,” and Cream cheered for the 3^rd time that day, “Yay!” then kissed him, caught in the heat of the moment, and making Tails blush.

You’d think with what she just pointed out: Vanilla would tell them that she was uncomfortable with them sharing a room, for fear that they might “hook up” while she’s asleep or out of the house… but she instead giggled, “Ok, if it’s what Tails wants: that’s fine with me as well,” before getting out some tin foil to wrap the cookies to be sent to their friends all over Mobius. Cream broke the kiss and finished her cookie before she took Tails upstairs to her room, which was decorated the same as it always looked: garden themed with it’s green walls, painted on grass and veggies, and a red and green checker pattern blanket on her queen sized bed… why did she have this bed you ask: plot. Instantly: Tails mind DID go where Vanilla had directed it… Cream’s bed with Cream and himself in it, making out and getting heated from each others body heat and passion, leading to an hour of stripping, love making, and soon after: guilt for staining his pure rabbit girlfriend by taking her virginity; he nearly gave into those thoughts as Cream hugged him comfortingly again, asking, “Is there anything I can do to get your mind off what happened?” pouting cutely again, “I wanna do whatever it takes to make you happy again, anything at all.”

As much as Tails wanted to give into his desires with that request, he placed a hand on Cream’s shoulder and answered, “Thanks babe… but to be honest: I kinda just wanna settle in for now, calm my nerves and, well,” then shivered a bit, “Warm up by the fire after walking through the snow;” Cream nodded, “Ok, but I’m joining you,” and winked before walking with him downstairs to the fireplace and sat on the nearby couch. They pulled it up as much as possible so Tails could feel toasty, brought the blanket draped on the couches back onto them both, and Cream snuggled up to her cuddly foxy bo to share her body heat and lay on his fluffy body; Tails didn’t even think about his home anymore, he was more focused on his cute, fuzzy little girlfriend laying on him, a smile creeping on his face, then sighed, “I’m glad to be here babe~” before kissing her head.
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