*tips her hat and bows* Good day to you, lovely watchers! Welcome to another TAIVO TUESDAY!

That's right, we're still going there. Get used to it. *snerks* And buckle up, because we're actually looking at quite a bit in today's little bit of tail... s... Tails... *winces* Oo, I'm a bad person....

So, as is our custom on TUESDAYS we look today at the budding relationship between Brad Fang, the Impossibly Awesome cyborg super-soldier wolfman from Contra:Hard Corps and every shipper's favourite jigsaw bit for mixing and matching fantasy fun-times, Miles "Tails" Prower. *hands up to the sky in pantomime* Stepping out of the shadows of his former role-model(and debateable love-interest, depends upon whom you ask)"Tails" seeks life, love and his own identity in the weaponized mecha-arms of the anthro-badass, who may just have found the perfect boyfriend in the bouncy, cutesy and hyper-intelligent engineer....

But would even their closest friends be able to accept such a union...? *eyebrow arcs* Would you...?


A fair warning: To some of you lovely watchers, the rest of this might get a bit heavy and unpleasant so you may want to back out now. If so and you just want to have a giggle and go on about your day with that in mind, I wish you a blessed day and all the affection this world has to offer*bows slightly, removes her hat*...

To the rest of you all- Now, to get this point out of the way before too many torches and pitchforks find their way into my tiny little body- We ARE working with a few grounding points here, namely, points of age and age difference. *points to chart* Now, "Tails" first appearance was in 1992, debuting at the age of "8". This makes the fellow roughly 33 years old now,. So let's get the pedo-card back into the deck, shall we? *huffs* Fang, on the other hand, was introduced in 1994, and of unmentioned age. Considering his build and military affiliation, let's say... mid 20's then, making him latter 40's now, almost 50. Looking at the numbers, Miles' 32 to, let's say Fang's 49, that's not a small gap... *sets her chin* a generation, practically. *tilts her head* Now, does this bother me? *shakes her head* No. But then again, I drew the damned thing. The question is for you, beautiful watchers.

Now, I know at least one of you almost reflexively said it to yourself, maybe to someone sitting next to you... "Age is just a number".... *smiles* Good on yer for that, love... a very beautiful sentiment... but is it really? *eyes narrow* Are you sure...? Maybe it seems that way now and now is what matters to most of us, after all... but the insecurity over the issue would still be there... and the knowledge that it won't be now forever... In ten years, when Fang is 60 and Tails is just over 40, will the age difference be too much? What about when it becomes a 70/50 split..? Mortality comes to us all, I'm afraid. *smile fades to a mournful sigh* And no matter how much we love someone, that love isn't enough to shield their body from the ravages of time. *lays her open palms out, rubs her wrists in thought* Our bodies betray us. We lose our faculties and we die. Knowing that your lover may be too tired and old to go out to dance while you still feel the need for a late-night beer and a few laughs....

Could your love be strong enough...? *head tilts* Would you bet your life on that? ...or theirs?



Sorry to go to such a stressing place with that dear watchers but sometimes we need to think about these things, I think. *smiles* In the end, we're all in this life together, living, loving, screwing and sharing and no matter what illusions we manufacture as to the morality of that *thumps her hat on her head and grins* We're all pink on the inside. Take care of yourselves, fuzzbutts. Then take care of someone else *blows a kiss* However old you both may be.