It had been 12 long years since Sonic was magically turned into a one-year-old toddler. Though he retained his memories, the blue hedgehog was now a moody 13-year-old, a far cry from his usual energetic self.

Tails, Sonic's best friend, had watched this transformation with a heavy heart. Sonic was always the life of the party, the one who made everyone smile. But now, he was distant and closed off.

Tails tried to engage Sonic in their old activities, like racing or chasing rings. But Sonic would just shrug and retreat further into his shell. It was as if Sonic didn't want anything to do with his old life.

Desperate to connect with Sonic, Tails took a drastic step. He used his technical expertise to turn himself into a 13-year-old, mimicking Sonic's fashion sense to make him feel more comfortable.

Now sporting black clothes with a touch of green and a punk hairstyle, Tails approached Sonic. "Hey Sonic," Tails said, his voice cracking a bit from the transformation. "How about a night out?"

Sonic glanced at Tails and raised an eyebrow. "You look ridiculous," he said. But there was a small smile playing on his lips, the first one Tails had seen in a long time.

Tails laughed, feeling a little silly but relieved that Sonic seemed amused. They headed out, walking side by side. It felt like old times, only they were teenagers now, dealing with a whole new set of challenges.

They strolled through the bustling city, with Tails trying to keep up with Sonic's pace. The city lights reflected in Sonic's eyes, reminding Tails of the spark that used to be there.

They stopped at their favorite chili-dog stand, an old haunt that brought back memories. Sonic was quieter than usual, but he seemed to be enjoying himself. Tails could see a glimmer of the old Sonic.

Suddenly, a group of bullies approached them, making fun of their outfits. Tails felt a surge of anger and embarrassment, his teenage hormones getting the better of him.

Sonic, however, coolly stared them down. "You have a problem with how we dress?" he asked, his voice icy. The bullies backed off, leaving Sonic and Tails alone.

"Thanks, Sonic," Tails said, his heart pounding. Sonic just shrugged and continued eating his chili-dog. But Tails could see a glint of satisfaction in his eyes.

They continued their night out, sharing laughs and stories. Tails felt a sense of camaraderie he hadn't felt in a long time. Sonic was opening up, little by little.

The night ended with them sitting on a hill, looking at the stars. "You know, Tails," Sonic said quietly, "I've missed hanging out with you. Thanks for tonight."

Tails felt a surge of happiness. His drastic plan had worked. Sonic was still moody, but he was slowly coming back. And Tails was determined to be there, every step of the way.