Tails And The Broken Bathroom.

This story only hints at body parts, but does not directly mention them. So this story will go under a G-Rating.

Tails’s day started normal, as he got up, went to the bathroom, and then brushed his teeth. He placed on clothes, matching his current favorite cartoon character, Fievel Mousekewitz. He then walked downstairs, and then to the dinner table.

His mom had breakfast waiting for him when he got there. Hotcakes and syrup. He ate, and then headed off for the 
 school-bus.
A few boys picked on him, as he wore clothes which looked like Fievel’s. he didn’t care that they picked on him, as he mostly ignored them.
School wasn’t bad, as Tails always did well in school. He sat and did his studies, and had a math test. He wasn’t exactly sure how he did, but figured he at least had a score of (B) or better. He often got (A+) in his math, as he was good with that.

Miles was already good with fixing stuff, even though he was only 8-years-old. He actually enjoyed fixing stuff, as he’d fixed his mom’s car on a few occasions.

Miles Tails’s day was going great actually, nothing to place him on his guard, as he walked into gym class, and then started shooting some hoops. (Basketball.) Tails was actually pretty good, as he played one on one with Michael the bunny. They were the same size, even though Michael is a bunny.

He soon left gym class, and then headed for the bathroom, with a really full bladder. He opened the door to the bathroom, and then walked in, every urinal had a paper on it. (Out Of Order.)
He went to the only toilet stall in his small school, and it was filled with poop and toilet paper, also with a sign on it.
(OUT OF ORDER, DO NOT FLUSH.)
Tails left the bathroom, and then headed for the next period class.
He danced as he sat in his English class. It was his last class, but it was still difficult, as his bladder was really full at this point.

Tails wanted nothing more then to go home art this point, but he’d promised his friends a game of soccer after school. So right after his last period class, he headed for the boys locker room, and then changed into his soccer clothes.

He met up with his buddies, and then started warming up with the soccer ball. He dribbled for practice, as he kicked the ball a few times, into the goal net. There was a bunny, and another fox, as well as one skunk on his team of friends.

Mostly what they would be doing, is practicing for when they’d play in school. This was different of course, as it was just for fun.
Of course, it also kept them in shape, but they just liked playing soccer.

Tails kicked it to the bunny, and then the bunny kicked it to the skunk. The skunk slapped the ball with his tail toward the other fox. The other fox kicked it back to Tails. And then tails kicked it at the goal. Since they didn’t pick anyone to be goalie, it went right in.

Tails retrieved the ball, and then kicked it at the skunk, who then kicked it toward the bunny. The skunk ran to the goal, just to play goalie. The bunny kicked it toward Tails, and then Tails kicked the ball toward the other fox.

Tails’s fun would soon run off, as his bladder was hurting more and more. He continued playing with the other boys, but sooner or later, he would need to find someplace to go to the bathroom.
He moved across the field with speed, dribbling the soccer ball, and then kicked it toward the goal net. The skunk barely caught it, and then threw it back.

Tails kicked it to the other fox, the other fox kicked it to the bunny.
The bunny kicked it at Tails, who had his legs so crossed, that he didn’t retrieve the soccer ball. He opened his legs, and then went for a kick. And that was it, he suddenly couldn’t hold onto his bladder any longer.

Extremely embarrassed. He felt his soccer shorts getting wet, as he placed his paws over his privates. He moaned some if grief, wishing he’d not just peed himself, in front of his friends. He peed his bladder, seemed as though he couldn’t stop it, once he started peeing, that was it.

Scared his friends would laugh and tease, he ran off the field, running as fast as he could home. never mind the last bus out, he’d run home. It truly wasn’t that far, just a couple of miles. He soon got home. He cried most of the way home too, as he’d have to face his mom and dad next.

“Tails, you’re home early, what happened?” asked his mom.

“The bathroom is out of order, and I really had to go.” said Tails.

“Well son, go clean up.”

“You aren’t going to yell at me?” asked Tails.

“Oh Miles mah-boy, accidents happen. Just go change.”

“Thanks mom, and couldn’t you call me Tails?”

“Well Miles is your name though, but I guess I could.”
Tails went first to the bathroom, and then stripped off his clothes. He was sure his friends would make fun of him, so he continued crying a little, as he made his way to his room. He redressed, and then went downstairs.

To Tails’s surprise, his friends followed him home, to check on him.

“Hey guys, what are you doing here?”

“We never finished our game.” said the skunk.

“But ah.”

“Yeah Tails, wanna play in the backyard?” asked the other fox.

“But I thought you were going to make fun of me.” said Tails.

“I pooped myself one day last week.” said the skunk.

“I also peed myself once.” said the other fox.

“Me too.” said the bunny.

“You mean you guys have had accidents too?” asked Tails.

“Why, think you are the only one?” asked the skunk.

“Well I.” Tails began crying a little, “Lets ah, play some soccer.”

“Sounds good to me, I borrowed the soccer ball from school.” said the other fox.

The four of them headed for the backyard. They had to mark places as goals, as Tails had no soccer nets in his yard. The boys played until dinner. Tails’s mom called the other boy’s moms, and by a big surprise, they ended up having a sleepover.

(FIN!)