"I'm worried about what he could wind up doing if I let him out of my sight. So I can't leave him. Not now." Tails sighed. "And besides, I'm still trying to figure out his to be a good, older brother. I…I'm just not getting it right! There's gotta be some sort of trick to this thing. And I just don't know what it is!" Tails said frustratedly, more to himself than anything. He began pacing, then, like an electric pulse, and idea rushed from his feet to his head. "Pacing…gave me ideas… That's what he always did when he was trying to think of a plan." Tails thought, then resumed pacing.
"Hey, you're in luck. He seems to be almost healed. He can go home by sundown." one doctor interrupted Tails.
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