Sticks the Badger
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The decision was made, and the duo set their destination to Sticks. It will be hard to actually get inside her at all since she's a wild, primal, and paranoid girl; any suspicious will meet the end of her boomerang.

The ship appears in the jungle. Tails and Cream take in their surroundings.

"I gotta admit, it's a nice jungle," Tails stated, "but I can't see Sticks anywhere."

"Um...maybe Ms. Sticks is busy?"

At that moment, they heard a yell that could rival against Tarzan's, and wouldn't you know it, there Sticks was swinging on the vines. She landed in a small clearing in the trees, having decided to stop for a minute, (or a few seconds).

"Whew," she exhaled, "swingin' can sure take your energy away, but I can't let any jungle spirits get a hold of me!"

Cream raised a brow. "Jungle Spirits?"

"Oh yeah, Sticks is sort of has a knack for coming up with strange theories which somehow end up true." Tails then smirked. "If that's the case, then I guess we are the spirits she's paranoid about!"

Tails readied his ship for a chance to enter Sticks' body. Sticks was frantically looking all over the place for anything threatening, until she got tired from doing so. She fell asleep on her side, but it won't be for long.

"This is our chance," Tails said, "where do you want to go, Cream?"
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June 2, 2023
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