It was late at night, but Tails was still busy sitting in front of his desk, working on a contraption, blue light flashing as he welded the metals together.
He stopped, yawned and rubbed his sore eyes. His stomach began to rumble, and he rubbed his bulging gut.
Tails looked at the clock and saw, to his mild surprise, that it was almost midnight. "Well, I guess I can take a break," he said to himself and jumped off the chair.
The kitchen was dark and silent, except for the light streaming out of the fridge. As tails looked for anything to eat, his larger than usual rump and twin tails the only thing sticking out of the fridge, he was unaware of a hulking figure approaching.
"Hey, it looks like I'm not the only one looking for a midnight snack."
Tails jumped, bumping his head, dropping the armful of food he was gathering.
"Sorry," Knuckles apologized, grinning sheepishly.
"It's okay," said Tails, rubbing his head.
The fox then began to gather the food again, and Knuckles noted the large quantity.
"Are you going to make a sandwich or lay out a buffy?" he joked.
"Oh, this? No, no, it's just...well, to get me through the night. You know me. I like spend my time inventing stuff, so I need to keep my energy up."
It was a weak excuse, Knuckles knew. Of late, the fox had been gorging more and more food.
"And it shows," he commented both to himself and Tails.
The fat fox blushed. He hated it when Knuckles teased him about his increasing weight, yet it was true. He was getting pretty fat of late with nothing to do but sit all day, eat and invent things.
It was a shame as well, seeing that everyone was adopting a more athletic lifestyle of late. The girls were getting into gymnastics, Sonic added an extra 20 kilometers to his 30 kilometers run, and even Knuckles worked out more often, looking even beefier now.
And here he was, getting wider every passing day...but not for long, he knew. Tails was working at the moment on something that would help him lose weight much quicker.
He didn't need to run or diet. Science would fix his problem! Excusing himself, he left to finish his work.
But as he left, Knuckles watched him, sometching blooming inside him he couldn't quite explain.
He didn't dislike it that Tails was gaining weight, and that bothered him. Being the extremely athletic type, he knew he was supposed to be repulsed by this.
He wasn't. In fact, he was fascinated by how Tails was growing. For some reason, he wanted him even bigger!
Knuckles shook his head, shook the thought away. No, he can't think that. What was wrong with him? He decided that it will go away eventually if he ignored this bizarre urge.
Little did he know that things will be far different in the coming future.
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