I TRIED TO BE BRAVE.

“CREAM! Ya gotta help me!

Use your bunny eyes—!”

“Do you want to know something about Jackals? They can eat rabbits. Do not meddle in affairs, girl.“

     It’s enough to shake her, though momentarily — this girl is much stronger than she appears. Cream steels herself by making small fists of her hands and leaning up on her tiptoes, confronting fear head on.

Mephiles would convince himself that silence is comforting. That he’s content with the isolation, the loneliness from the world – when in all truth, the silence is just as loud. His time imprisoned had more than ruined that for him… but would he ever acknowledge it? No… why would he? What is there other than the bitter alternative?

❝ … ❞ the hedgehog slumps at the sound of her voice, not gracing her with a glance. Typical. Of course someone would disturb his grief peace. He shields the match from her sight, as if its warmth is something to be protected. ❝ Why are you here? ❞

     Cream continues to watch as the flame is concealed — kept from lingering eyes, no matter how sincere they were... she doesn’t mind. This is the exact kind of cold shoulder she was anticipating, which is why she’s comfortably situated herself a seat on the floor. Patient as ever, this one.

The demon is sat in a corner, idly watching a match flicker in his hands.There’s no cause to it, seemingly – and yet he’s oddly transfixed, but not without a fragment of sombre within that gaze. He’s thinking about something.

     ... and here’s a familiar rabbit, kneeling in front of him, nose twitching with curiosity. It’s strange, the way Cream has of always finding herself near those who are dangerous ( those who need help, she’d say). At the very least, she knows well enough to keep some distance.

“Ugh ——- I feel awful.”  Are they sick?  Not again — they don’t have TIME for this.  “Shoot.”

     “Amy!” It’s not the first time one of her friends has been sick, and it certainly won’t be the last, so she comes prepared! Cream reaches over to gently take one of Amy’s hands in both her own, looking up at them with a concerned eye.

          …

“ AND THEN - And then she said they took long walks on BEACHES together! And. Went sight-seeing!! I wanted to walk on a beach with Sonic! ” You have. “ I wanted to go sight-seeing with Sonic! ” You HAVE. “ Oh it’s not fair, I hate missing adventures with Sonic  — ! ” 

Best to let this one cry it out. She’ll realize how dumb she’s being … eventually.

     At least she’ll have Cream here until eventually comes!

     Uh oh — she’s immediately jumping to action with a shake of her head, Cheese mimicking the same action alongside her.

It’s a visibly glum evening at the Station Square docks, and cup ramen from the plaza isn’t fixing it as much as she’d like.

It’s silly. Thanksgiving is weeks away, but she’s already dreading it. If she could only scrape up the calluses to turn tail and spend it with the Rabbits instead—

     Well, you know what they say — behind every set of grey clouds, there’s sunshine waiting! It would seem all Amy had to do was think about a certain rabbit for her to appear, much like a good luck charm.

❝ … ❞

His tense posture slackens at her words ( FOR A MOMENT, IT’S ALMOST AS IF HE IS CONSIDERING WHAT’S SAID ) , but then, he goes almost stiff. Registering what’s being said to him. He doesn’t formulate a response immediately, just stares into nothingness as her words echo in his mind. Doesn’t make them bad… just because they’re mad, scared, confused… too many things about that sentence amuse him!

❝ …hahahaHAHAHAH! ❞ a round of laughter suddenly as he flicks his head back, then leers over the rabbit menacingly, wild eyes wide with entertainment. ❝ It’s okay to be upset…? IT’S OKAY TO BE UPSET? My, my, THANK you, rabbit – for your PERMISSION! ❞

A malevolent hiss as he nears her face, tone laced with venom as his hands tense into fists by his sides.

❝ For you see, that was something the Duke never asked for. Him AND his blasted scientists, HIS DAUGHTER –  ❞ Something cracks in his heart, but he mends it quickly & it stills to stone. ❝ – but, I suppose it doesn’t matter. Because they were GRIEVING over a mother that should have stayed DEAD! Because they didn’t mean it. They didn’t mean to BREAK and TEAR Solaris apart! TO SEPERATE IBLIS AND I.NONE OF THEM DID. ❞

     She’s not afraid.

     Cream repeats this mantra deep in her thoughts, over and over again as Mephiles begins to overshadow her — his eyes are sharp and cold, and she tenses her shoulders in an attempt to shrink, as if she couldn’t appear any smaller.

     “It sounds like what happened to you was unfair…” She consoles, managing to find the utmost sympathy for him despite having no recollection of the events he spoke about. Cream knew nothing about this Duke, nor his scientists or a… dead mother — she swallows, nervous — but it doesn’t matter. She has enough context to continue to speak, to continue to try.

     “They should have considered your feelings before they did that… before they hurt you and separated you from your friend.” Cheese stirs in her arms and she holds them tighter, for a sense of comfort. “Was Iblis a friend of yours..? I know how it feels to lose someone you care about.” She says, a hint of sadness melding into her voice.

     “Doctor Eggman hurt one of my friends a long time ago — his name was Emerl. Eggman tried to control him, and because of that, he ended up doing bad things.” Cream tilts her chin down, looking towards the ground. “Emerl was hurting, so he hurt others, too… and we were separated in the end, just like you and your friend.”

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   violence!!

   wait no