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Please let me just get through these TAT I have exciting things in store to post if I can just get this done so PROMPT REQUESTS ARE PERMANENTLY BANNED! Do not send me any more story ideas, I beggggg. I’m gonna work on my stories again, okay? Okay??? You’ll get your fanfiction and Original juicy stuff just let me breeeathhhheee!!!

-gets an interesting idea for these three combined- Ah, this should be fun :D 

Prompt:

It’s hard to describe the majesty of a floating, tropical paradise. The watery droplets of dew from the morning rays dripping down the dangling vines of the waking vegetation bright and early in the morning would have to be the start. Next, the sounds. First is the cooing of Chao and twittering of Flickies weaving through the underbelly of the still but hovering steadily rocky mass all covered in moss.

The water barely reaches the vines, the clouds provide endless moisture, but what might not be expected is the silent wet tears of a very lonely girl. A hedgehog of only a decade and then some, lonesomely agonizing in–less than quiet–pitiful misery upon this sacred wonder of the ancient Echidna world…

“And that’s why I’m sad.” Amy Rose, a usually peppy pink hedgehog spoke to a rather unamused guest to the island: Rouge the Bat.

Known for her treasure-thieving prowess, the young woman’s migraine from the incessant spouting of useless knowledge from this pre-teen’s stuffy nose and emotional outlash was far too draining to be of any ‘cherished interest’ to this seasoned criminal.

No, Rouge only put on a charming facade for the little ‘angel’ on the island… She had her heart set on the Master Emerald… Already having swiped some of the regular Chaos Emeralds–if one can call them anything like ‘ordinary’ these days…–but wanted no witnesses to account the act.

Especially to a hotheaded, surviving son of the last of the Echidna race…

“Deary,” Rouge twitched an eye, hating to be interrupted during a heist, but couldn’t let Amy in on her dastardly plan and grow suspicious of her activities here… ‘Knuckles is gonna be back with Tails and Sonic any minute now… I need a distraction for this girl, and stat.’ She pinched her own nose, trying to soothe over her own temper before playing the older sister. “Ever thought there are other fish in the sea?” She gestured to the side of her, as though to suggest the ‘sea’ below them was plenty big enough for whatever ‘catch’ she wanted.

“Is all this fixation on what Sonic would go for really necessary?” She put one hand under her elbow to tuck it neatly with her fingers as added support, so that her other hand could lightly graze her cheek as she performed her award-winning, mental illusion to keep Amy’s ‘attention’ occupied. “Why not just go fishing?”

Amy went to speak, but suddenly found all her energy drained. “Ohhhh, you’re a woman like me, and you still don’t get it?” She suddenly slumped to her knees, sitting down in her hopeless romantic fit, as Rouge jolted in shock at her response to her.

‘Most girls would complain I wasn’t sensitive enough… She’s saying I don’t have a heart?’ Rouge shook her fist before putting on another smile. ‘If I want to make this quick, I have to be more strategic than that… I have to get rid of her and made my secret exit or I’m pudding in Knuckles’s-... Wait, that’s it!’ Her eyes lit up, and she walked over with a sway of her hips a bit to Amy.

She bent down, placing her hands delicately to her knees, as though talking to a child. “Alright, admittedly, I feel for you girl.” She got back up and walked right past her, keeping Amy’s attention on her… not the Master Emerald close by…

“It might seem strange to hear me admit this… but I, too, have a small dream.” She winked back to Amy, seeing Amy’s head completely turned to look over her shoulder.

“You do?” Amy was intrigued by this, and it made Rouge suddenly stop to ponder…

Her smile dropped, ‘Does this girl… not have any other girls her age to talk to about these things?’ Cursed with a beautifully big heart, Rouge had to face forward and sweat drop. Her natural, kind and doting instincts were not something she normally felt unrestrained. They were usually summoned during times of manipulation… but all at once, Rouge felt her walls tumbling down as Amy’s soft footfalls raced to catch up with her.

Amy’s sweet and naive expression moved around Rouge as she stuck her head out and below her gaze ahead, blinking cutely to hear more. “What kinda dream?” She asked, curiously. “About a boy? Love? Marriage and devotion?” She cupped her face, her eyes beaming…

Rouge could see it… a girl just wanting ‘girl talk’...

‘Well, not like Tails or Sonic would satisfy such needs…’ She closed her eyes, finding a small part of herself to connect to Amy on…

Even if it was… just a small portion… of somewhere deep within her gemstone-obsessed material heart…

“Listen well, Amy.” Her finger came up, ready to instruct the bright-eyed and awestruck little ‘angel’. “Little girls like you have to learn the usual tricks the hard way… but lucky for you, I happen to have changed my mind about you.” She stuck up her chin. Now… Her actual goal was to help this young lady out.

“One day, you’re gonna have men swarming this pathetic little island in hopes of catching your eye, however, you’re telling me you don’t want that, right?”

“Right!” Amy cheered, before… “W-Well… If it means Sonic gets a little uneasy… then…” She pushed her fingers in together, looking away with a slight blush.

‘Huh, so she’s a tiger under all the fluff, huh?’ Rouge put her finger down, raising an eyebrow in almost pride at Amy’s ambition.

“Well, what’s the one thing a man wants more than life itself?” She began to instruct, putting her hands on her hips as Amy tilted her head, thinking that an odd turn of events.

“Wait… what does this have to do with your dream?” She inquired.

“Heh,” Rouge smirked, “Even I know how to catch a man. You want eyes? You’re going to have to be specific about how to target them.” Rouge flexed out her wings, “Like so.” She turned her body and scaled her finger along her thigh… bringing it up to then pop a kiss from her lips, directing it towards Amy. “See? And with a fatal wink…” She winked, “You can get any man on their knees begging for you.”

Amy only blinked her eyes… Then tried to mimic the act but Rouge had to hold back her laughter, realizing the girl was just too ‘cutesy-wutesy’ to pull it off. “PPFTTT… Ehem, M-Maybe we start you off on stage one, huh?” She fanned her hands, “No worries, give it a couple of years, you’ll have it down pat.”

“What a man wants… huh.” Amy was disappointed that she didn’t have the ‘appeal’ like Rouge’s features… but decided to not dwell on it.

She began to think quite hard, comically making Rouge realize she wasn’t one to be disheartened so quickly…

“You’re tough, I’ll give you that much.” Rouge sighed. ‘I don’t have a lot of time… I need to get her off my back and the Master Emerald packed before those three losers show up… What does she see in Sonic, anyway?’ Rouge flapped her wings, also thinking…

“A man… likes a girl who can cook, clean, and…” Amy began to list things out on her fingers, but Rouge just groaned incredibly loudly.

“Borrrrrinnnggg… What era are you from? The 1950s?” She rolled her head around her shoulders, “Even humans know the difference between a slave and a lover.” She then flicked some of the white hair near her cheeks that were protruding out slightly, showing her confidence, “Although… a man who’s my slave and lover doesn’t sound all too bad to me.”

Amy looked perturbed and Rouge just sighed, “Alright, I’ll drop it. Look, sweetie, why not just read up on popular romance tropes?” She blinked her eyes, growing bored of this charade. Her blue-shaded eyelids showing some annoyance at Amy’s innocence. “I feel for you, I really do… But media these days are so free and… accommodating.” She wondered, then…

“Why not just satisfy yourself with a midnight love story?”

Rouge’s smile grew as Amy looked somewhat confused.

“Don’t you watch any dramas? Don’t young girls your age usually get fascinated with fairytales… or something like that, anyway.” She bobbed a hand up and down in the air, now fully turning to give Amy her attention. “Why… aren’t you bored of your own imagination, yourself?”

“My… imagination?” Amy looked down, and for the first time, Rouge could tell she had hurt the girl’s core beliefs in some strange way…

‘Boy, she’s a real fish out of water…’ Rouge sweatdropped, “Alright, alright! I’ll cave in…” She held up her hands as though surrendering, walking over to Amy and holding out her hand to her. “Give me your device.”

“M-My device?” Amy looked uncertain, moving back just a bit.

‘Did I oversell it?’ Rouge wondered, not liking Amy’s sudden signs of distrusting her. “Your little doodad from your cute, nerdy fox friend.” She explained, and Amy’s eyes seemed to flick open wider at the recognition of what she meant.

She pulled out the Miles-Electric.

“Ah, that’s the one.” Rouge started to flip through some online content… “Here, seems age-appropriate enough for ya.” She handed her back the device as Amy scanned over the text.

“... A book?”

“My Chaos… Kids these days are outside too much, aren’t they?” Rouge swayed her hand about just as much as her hips tilted while she pretended to wander away from Amy. “Just put your nose in that and maybe you’ll learn a trick or two…”

‘Seemed like an easy enough read through…’ Rouge suddenly had a tinge of worry spike under her neck… an unease at what she might have started… ‘Oh well, she’s bound to find out eventually…’

“You’ll be a great girlfriend someday, Amy… But you ought to know what men are looking for first…” She took one final look over her shoulder, seeing Amy absorbed in her device as her head moved left and right, as though reading through the page and finally turned to sit down and continue.

Rouge gleamed, ‘Perfect..! Now… to get back to the Master Emerald…’

She flew off, taking only one final spin in the air to make sure Amy didn’t notice her ascent into the sky… and headed for the Master Emerald’s post.

… Unfortunately, as Rouge was making her grand escape, Master Emerald in hand, she couldn’t help but take a worried, sweatdropped glance back at the island…

‘Emm… Is she still reading that thing?’ Rouge shook her head, ‘No! Don’t get distracted by the little twerp! She talked your ear off, and for what? Some lousy… stupid… boy she can’t seem to get out of her head?’ Rouge couldn’t focus on the theft, her eyes moved and glossed over the clouds above her… thinking of Knuckles…

As scenes passed through her memories, she smiled like a dumbstruck, head-over-heels girl herself… She kicked her feet out in the air, “AUgh! Fine! I’ll go check on her and once I see she’s perfectly fine reading on her own, I’ll trash the whole nonsense of fretting over her and be done with it all!” She threw the Master Emerald into the Sea… Then dropped the seven Chaos Emeralds after it…

She would know where it was… the tide wasn’t strong enough to move solid rock… Knuckles would never think to look right under his island’s nose to find it, anyway~

She flew back to where she last left Amy, “Amy?” She called out, as it was starting to get dark.

“Gracious…” She put her hand to her bosom, glad to see the girl hadn’t moved much, with Chao dancing or playing around her… as though she had remained stone.

“Hmm? She doesn’t seem-… wait…” Peering down with narrowed eyes, Rouge noticed Amy’s eyes were bloodshot, as though having not blinked in several minutes, with a crazed look of an eternal fixation to them…

She hovered in the air, and with each flap of her wings, twitched as though having not realized she hadn’t even moved once.

‘It… was appropriately rated… right? RIGHT!?’ Rouge swan-dived down and scattered the Chao in her panic, who rushed away as they grabbed their heads and retreated from her mighty gust of wind.

“Amy! Stop reading that this instant!”

Amy looked up, her quills a little uneven and sticking out every which way… “R-Rouge… I haven’t found anything in here that could tell me about how to make Sonic love me… Only that this man is horribly abusive and the girl is dumb for not running away…”

Rouge face-palmed, dragging the hand down her face, “You didn’t have to read it…” She twitched her eyebrow. “If you didn’t see the point of it…”

“Ah-ha… Ha… HA.” Her voice was so robotic, her reaction so strange…

Rouge took the book and pursued through it a bit, flicking her thumb over the screen. “You… You read through so many pages..?” She was already halfway done with the book… “Amy…”

Holding it away from her, she heard the girl speak again. “You said I could find the answer to why Sonic won’t date me in it… but all I found… umm… was reasons why I really like Sonic after all.”

Amy bent slightly forward as Rouge looked back to her, taken aback by such a profoundly kind thing to say… Especially about ‘that’ boy…

Amy closed her eyes, “That boy… in the story… He’s so aggressive and demanding. It’s almost like he’s whining when he doesn’t get his way… The girl is a pushover. She’s timid and doesn’t realize why he’s so invested in her… He has millions upon millions of dollars, but that doesn’t mean anything if she doesn’t love him back.” Amy sighed, “Even Cinderella is a better love story than this…”

Rouge held the device closer to herself, ‘My word… For her to be so young and to already know the toxicity of fake romances…’ She gulped, ‘I… I shouldn’t have judged her so squarely… She may be an angel, but she’s smarter than she appears…’

Rouge genuinely gave up trying to trick Amy, and handed her back the device. “You can delete it, sweetie. Tell me all about why you adore Sonic so.”

Sitting down next to her, Rouge spent the next couple of minutes listening to Amy’s heartfelt confession on why Sonic was such the ideal partner for her. For once, Rouge admired this little girl. “You’re a real sweetheart, Amy. You recognize Sonic’s faults but have weighed his happiness to what you can offer him as well… You thought of him… every step of the way towards the future you feel you both could enjoy and benefit from.” Rouge lowered her head, “Selfishly… I… sort of just want things for myself…” She looked away.

‘I’ve never thought… about what I could offer to Knuckles… Only… what fun it could be.’ She kept her face away from Amy as she admitted that to herself, but heard the passing of a biplane and quickly got up.

“Opp, times up, cutie.” She flapped her wings and winked to Amy. “You can read tons of things in magazines, but not learn a lick. You, Miss Rose, have learned more about what Sonic may need and want in this world and lacks, that you, and only you, could possibly be willing to provide. Your efforts won’t be in vain, if he sees how wonderfully considerate you are of himself… That, I’m almost positive, is enough. Unless, of course, he’s anything short of a real man…” She narrowed her eyes and shook a fist, but then shook her head gently and flew slightly up into the air, “Well… either way… I hope he doesn’t break your heart… Sweet angel… of this lovely, little island in the sky~” She winked and made a cute pose for Amy, “Not all men need a woman like me~” And flew off to dive low and stay out of sight…

Amy is a sobbing mess, her nose running at such nice words from Rouge. She wiped herself up and patted her cheeks, also now hearing the biplane. Rouge’s ears were better at detecting it than her, but now–The Blue Tornado spun an acrobatic tailspin before pulling up to a barrel-roll.

Rouge hides under the island… trying to fight the punches of the wind and stay clinging to the rocky cliffs below…

Out of sight…

However, instead of all three of Sonic Heroes landing to the island, Knuckles dismounts and lands like a missile to the ground, plummeting and scaring the Chao into fleeing.

With Knuckles–randomly somewhere–on the island… Rouge decides to wait for nightfall to make her grand escape… otherwise, the sea may glow with the colors of the chaos energy radiating from within the emeralds… which would blow her ultimate cover…

Luckily… the sea is not so clear…

Amy… seeing the plane heading to land at Tails’s workshop, begins to open her text messages…

For Sonic…

[Sonic? What would you want… from a girl?]

Simple… sweet… she clicks send. Transferring her heartfelt dreams and desires through such a simple letter upon a screen, she holds her device close to her heart, and looks to the sky…

A slight hum and buzz, and her heart rate accelerates.

“He… He’ll probably say ‘An adventure!’ of something funny like that…” Amy nervously pulled the device away from her chest, bracing herself. “O-Or maybe I was right… someone to cook for him while he’s away… or hold down the fort so he can rest his head somewhere nice and warm… Maybe… someone loving?”

She couldn’t help it… she slid her thumb against the screen to brighten it as words were now typed in response to her own.

Her heart shattered… her eyes shook…

How… How could he… be so…

..cruel?

With such an insensitive, passive, and waving off comment… Amy’s heart is wounded beyond words.

He could have said anything, something sweet or gentle…

But no… could he have not been thinking?

Did he not realize the implications of what he had stated?

Knuckles, while gathering some firewood, bent down to tweeze some dry branches from a dead bush with no leaves when he heard a giant cry in the middle of the jungle.

Flickies flew off in alarm, and he quickly turned around to try and figure out what that was. “H-Huh? A monster..? On my island?” He narrowed his eyes and dropped his firewood, “Hmph.” He stomped aggressively towards the sound, ready to duke it out and prove who the real guardian of this island really was- Ah…

“A-Amy?” He blinked in surprise, putting down his shoulders and untightening his fists.

Sobbing off the side, was a completely torn apart Amy…

Distress wasn’t even the best way to put it…

After scratching his head and nodding a bit at her tearful explanation, Knuckles took out his own Miles-Electric, and tapped the screen as though a child learning an ipad, seeming to text something to Tails.

Back at the workshop, Tails got the message, and looked to Sonic, “Sonic? Did you text something to Amy?”

“Hmm?” Sonic was laying on the curve of a palm tree, relaxing with a leaf in his mouth, swaying a foot below him. “Beats me…” He looked out over the sunset… “Why? Something wrong?” He looked back at Tails, only to see Tails looking concerned at his Miles-Electric.

“Hmm?” Sonic put a hand behind his head, “Oh well.” He went back to trying to take a nap.

After a moment of peaceful seagull singing… Tails’s voice came back, much closer to Sonic than a second ago.

“Did… Did you really tell Amy you didn’t care to think about her?”

“H-huh?” Sonic blinked his eyes open, “No, I would never say something like that.” He held up a hand and then ruffled through his back quills, leaning forward to do so, and pulled out his Miles-Electric. “Hmm… Let’s see here… Ah, here it is. Here!” He tossed it up and Tails scrambled but caught it as Sonic laid back down.

“See? I just answered a silly question she had. Nothing big.” As Sonic went back to relax, Tails gasped.

“Hmm?” Sonic opened another annoyed eye, “Can you keep it somewhat down, buddy? Hard to get any shut-eye with you emoting so much…”

“Soooniicc!!!” Tails’s voice shook all the way down Sonic’s eardrum, rattling his bones down from his spine, and making Sonic jump up to wiggle his pinkie finger into his ear. “You can’t just text someone that without clearing up your ‘tone’ first!” He exclaimed.

“... Hmm? Tone?” Sonic now twitched an eyebrow. “Give me that!” He swiped the Miles-Electric out of Tails’s hands and went to read over what he had half-hazardly written.

“Ohhh!!! Amy must be flipping out real badly by now!” Tails jumped a little on his heels, “Reeling and petrified that you don’t ever want to see her again!”

“... What do you mean..?” Sonic scratched the top of his ‘bruised’ ear… “Looks like I wrote something normal to me.”

“JUST READ IT OUT LOUD!” Tails cried out again, his hands bundled under his chin. “

“What!? I just said I wasn’t really into any of that. I don’t really care what to think when it comes to girls.” He held up the message… but his words were clearly what he ‘meant’ not what he ‘wrote’...

“Ohhh, girls look into stuff like that, Sonic!” Tails was pulling at his side whiskers, pieces of fluff that stuck out of his muzzle. “Knuckles’s just texted that she’s freaking out!”

Sonic scratched his head, “... Oh… Umm… I guess I’ll clear it up, then.” He went to write, but suddenly jumped up on the branch. “It… It won’t let me?”

“Huh?” Tails flew up, checking by clicking a few things… “GAH!!!” He suddenly had his face popping and emoting wildly like a cartoon, “SHE BLOCKED YOU!”

“B-... Blocked me? How? Can I punch back?” Sonic narrowed his sights on the device.

“No! Silly!” Tails face-palmed himself, “It means she… she really does never want to talk to you again!”

Sonic’s head slowly came up from the device.

“Oh, this is really bad, Sonic! She thinks you blew her off!”

Sonic… turned his head to Tails. “Tails… what does that mean?”

Due to Tails’s emotional panic, he didn’t realize Sonic had taken a serious tone just then…

“Gahhh!!! It means she’ll never, ever, forever and a day speak to you again, Sonic! Ohhh… this is bad, really bad! She’s never completely left the team before, Sonic! What if she decides to turn tail and not be any of our friends anymore? Ohhh, you really dug yourself into the trenches now, Sonic… she’s probably fuming and crying and all sorts of stuff Knuckles and I can’t handle… U-Uh… S-Sonic?” Tails blinked as he noticed… Sonic was suddenly… gone?

“GRAHHHH!!!! OH NO!!!” Freaking out that Sonic had abandoned them, Tails quickly went to get his own Miles-Electric and try and comfort Knuckles that he’d find a way to calm Amy down…

“WHAT!? Sonic’s gone!?” Knuckles finally got fed-up waiting on a reply, impatient from having Amy refuse to leave the Island, he ended up calling Tails. “So Sonic really did say all those hurtful things? But didn’t mean it?”

“W-Well… I don’t think he realized what he was texting was so insensitive…” Tails sighed, “Ohhh… He should know by now how Amy feels about him… he should have looked into her message a whole lot more carefully than he really did…” He scratched his head, which made Knuckles scoff.

“Sonic? Careful? The jerk’s got real attitude. I bet he knew what Amy meant and still knocked her off the high horse… just to upset her!” Knuckles folded his arms, video-calling near the base of the Master Emerald’s… Master… Emerald’s… huh?

“Grrr… When I get my hands on that hedgehog… I’ll… I’ll-” Knuckles suddenly looked to realize… “AUGHHHH!!! MY MASTER EMERALD! AND THE CHAOS EMERALDS!?” He spread himself far and then looked back to Tails, “Amy might have snagged them!”

“WHAT!?”

“W-Well, she’s the only one here, right!? Maybe she’s holding them hostage to get Sonic to apologize to her!” He smushed his face right up against the Miles-Electric. “Maybe she’s gonna try and smash them if Sonic doesn’t make up with her!”

“Oh no! You don’t really think Amy would go that far, do you? Besides… I know Amy is strong, but strong enough to crush pure chaos energy?” Tails sweat dropped, “I… I don’t really feel sure enough to believe that…”

“You calling me a liar?!” Knuckles angrily shoved his nose into the Miles-Electric, holding it now.

“W-Woah, calm down! I didn’t say that…” Tails worriedly moved away from the device, even if Knuckles was miles upon miles away… it was still uncomfortable to have his angry face so close to him. “I’ll tell Sonic about the situation, you just hang tight.”

“Oh, I’ll hang alright… HANG AS THE ISLAND DROPS FLATTENED INTO THE SEA!” Knuckles’s roaring voice was cut off as Tails clicked off the call.

“Phew… He’s stubbornly uncooperative when he’s upset, too…” He sighed, “But… If the Island hasn’t fallen yet… then the Emeralds must be close by.” He looked outside, “... I’ve gotta get Sonic to make up with Amy… If she really does know where the Chaos Emeralds and Master Emerald are… then…”

Walking outside, he looked shocked with amazement at Sonic stretching, then practicing a few speedy runs as though…

“You’re… You’re gonna try and jump to the island?”

Sonic didn’t say anything, just kept prepping for the jump.

“W-We could just fly over in the X-Tornado’s new Blue-!” But with the speedy windstorm of the Blue Blur’s wake, Tails was cut off as he lifted his Miles-Electrics to block some of its wild force. Sonic had leapt but just missed the Island… Landing in the sea…

Back on the Island, Amy saw the blue dot splash into the sea, and rose her upper lip, refusing to be concerned. She swished her head to the side, her quills following suit. “Serves him right!” She huffed, “If he drowns… then… then…” She felt her resolve shrinking…

Even a depressed heart couldn’t waver… She threw in her Piko Piko Hammer, “Hmm… I made that one light enough to float. At least he can freeze to death now, hmph!” She folded her arms and waited for the splash…

She heard it… then the gasping of air as Sonic reached up to grab it, clinging to the floating lifeline as the waves crashed against him and the hammer…

The plane flies overhead… while it lands, Rouge realizes Sonic is too close to the Master Emerald and Chaos Emeralds she had hidden. ‘Shoot.’ She tsk’s out the side of her mouth, scooting along the cliff of the bottom of Angel Island to try and not be spotted by Sonic…

‘Maybe Amy was too good of a distraction…’ She realized… sweatdropping as she sees Knuckles gliding along the bottom of the island, trying to search every nook and cranny of where ‘Amy’ might have hidden the Emeralds…

‘This isn’t good…’ Rouge knows she can’t hide forever… even from that blockhead.

But… what to do?

“Amy!” Tails calls out, stopping from his twirling tails lightspeed dash over to her…

He holds back his hand… she looks so depressed… on the edge of the world… her eyes stained from crying so hard.

“Go away, Tails.” She looks back down at Sonic trying to fight the water, treading it with her Piko Piko Hammer keeping him afloat.

“W-Woah!” He holds on as another dark wave crashes over him, the sun fully beginning to disappear now.

Amy’s quills drift in the wind above… an angel watching a mortal suffer…

But she takes no delight in it… she just… doesn’t want to see him at all… but…

“I hope he doesn’t get sick from saying in the water too long…” Even after all that, she still can’t help but care about him.

Tails sighs, “Amy…” He comes cautiously close to her side, but sits down and lets his feet dangle off the side to be beside her. “Sonic didn’t mean it to come off so harshly… Honestly, he didn’t.” He states.

Amy remains silent… “I figured as much.” She admits, and Tails looks surprised.

But, with her saying nothing else, just looking… so forlorn… he looks down to see Sonic looking up at her… as though… expecting something… waiting…

He once again tries to kick back a wave that pushes him a little off course, but tries to flail a bit to keep himself directly under Amy’s gaze…

Who… doesn’t take her eyes off of him…

“... Amy, you care about Sonic an awful lot… I’m sorry, he really doesn’t think that hard about what he says or does… But I know he’s not the kind of guy who goes around breaking girls hearts, either…” He tries to soothe things over, but Amy doesn’t respond… yet again.

Tails looks back down at Sonic, “He’s just… not really the kind to talk about girls… you know?”

“Yeah… I know.” Amy continues to seem unresponsive to his message… So, Tails puts his hands together and tries to dig deeper into his empathy…

“...Amy… Can I ask you something? I hope it doesn’t come off weird… I just… I may be a bit… T-Tactless at these kinds of things…” Rouge was right, these men–no, young boys–really don’t know how to combat something like this.

Amy nods, and he moves his head a little closer and down from her.

“Mean it? You won’t get mad if it comes off badly?”

She nods again.

“Okay… I’ll try my best to not sound insensitive.” He then moves back and takes a deep breath.

“... Is it… really fair to be sad about Sonic… when he’s not exactly something that can be controlled?”

Amy closes her eyes, tearing up.

“... You know he cares about you, don’t you? He cares about all of us. But… Everyone has their element of expertise. Mine is engineering… Knuckles is being a guardian-”

“ROOOUUUGGEEE!!!” Knuckles’s feral cry followed by what sounds like fighting indicates the fifth member of the island being an unwelcomed guest…

Tails sweat drops, “That explains where the Master Emerald and Chaos Emeralds went.” He slightly finds that amusement… but looks back to see Amy’s eyes trembling in worry about Sonic, still stuck in the sea… still looking at her expectantly.

“Rouge is stealing emeralds.” He teases, but Amy is off in her own world.

“... Doesn’t he know he’ll freeze?” Amy speaks up quietly, as Tails smiles at her genuine love for his friend.

He sighs, “Sonic wouldn’t take the plane… He seemed to silently insist he was going to reach you his own way… If words don’t cut it, I guess he thought his actions would.”

Amy lightly gasped, clutching her heart.

“Sonic enjoys helping others while exploring the vast world around him… I know that no matter what, you have decided to not see Sonic again… but I wonder… if Sonic is challenging that by making sure you do see him, Amy…”

Looking down, the two notice that Sonic is shivering, but still not moving his gaze from Amy…

“It’s just not like Sonic… to not challenge a bet.” He tilts his head, smiling, but wondering if Amy would get upset by a statement like that…

But instead, Amy smiles sweetly to Sonic below. “Yeah… He’s not really one… to let a friend down, is he?”

Tails nodded, “Hmm, hmm. Exactly.” He seemed to get through to her…

Or rather, what Sonic meant finally did.

“But… Being Sonic’s friend can be hard, sometimes… I’m not always sure what he’s thinking…”

“Ah!” Tails got up immediately then, “But I know for a fact he wasn’t saying he didn’t need ‘any’ girl in his world, Amy!” He nodded with big gusts of wind coming out of his nose, determined to help her see… “I’m sure Sonic didn’t mean he didn’t care about you! He wants you in his life! You’re our friend, Amy..!”

Amy finally took her eyes off of Sonic, smiling gently to Tails with the wind still gliding her hair to the side, “Thanks, Tails. You’re a great friend, too!” She beams. “Buuuutt… That doesn’t mean my heart’s not still injured by all this…”

Tails lowered his tightened fists… “Ah, come on, Amy… How much more does Sonic have to do than risk his life to prove he-!”

There’s a sound like water surface being broken, and Amy and Tails suddenly look back down.

They both gasp, seeing Knuckles and Rouge fighting to get to the Master Emerald and Chaos Emeralds below the sea. To avoid their squabble, and also finding a way up, Sonic grabbed Knuckles and climbed onto his big red head, then jumped to Rouge flying and knocking her into the sea. With the added footing now, he was able to reach up and grab a vine, starting to climb up to the main island.

“Should I… go down and help him up?” Tails looks to Amy, being considerate.

She shakes her head, “Nah, if he really wants to talk to me… It’s clear, now, that he’ll find a way.” She closes her eyes with a soft smile, her heart being softened and then opens her eyes to show the girlish crush still very much alive in her eyes. “Besides,... I’ve never seen Sonic having so much fun before in all my life…”

Tails grins, but then looks back to see Sonic really is struggling… He sweatdrops, but decides that this is punishment for nonchalantly replying to Amy like that… but doesn’t really blame Sonic for not understanding what Amy was implying…

He flies below to speak to Sonic, but Amy can’t hear what he’s saying. Explaining what he spoke to Amy about?

Sonic winks while dangling from a vine, giving him a thumbs up and continues his ascent towards the heavens… where a brokenhearted girl awaits his arrival.

It’s dark now… Amy can barely see him… as the sun finally… peeks under the sea to watch Knuckles and Rouge duke it out for the powerful gemstones…

“Amy!” Sonic cries out, as she listens and… decides to open her mouth, though it’s painful to do so… it became so cold suddenly…

“I-I’m here!” She calls back, as she hears a chuckle from below.

“I can’t see you anymore!”

“E-Ehmm…”

“But… I still know you’re in pain.”

She clutches her heart tighter.

“You sound lonely! Don’t worry, I’m coming!”

Her lips tremble…

“If there’s one thing I know… Especially about you, Amy… Is that you can’t stand the cold!”

“... You’re not gonna give up, are you?”

“Why would I?”

“B-Because.” She decides to be pitiful… She clutches the grass below her fingers… digging her gloved nails into it. “You don’t really care about girls, right!?”

There was a silence as the wind howled their retort to Amy…

But… Sonic didn’t take the ‘tone’ as rude, though…

“Who’s gonna help you get warm if I don’t, then?”

She gasps, offended.

“Ohhh, you’re like that stupid man in the novel!”

“... What novel?”

“The one Rouge found for me!” She called out, “Except… you’re also not him… He was rude and insensitive, too. But she was too timid to stand up to him!”

“Ohh?”

“Yeah! And after he risked his life to save her, he basically demanded that she be his girlfriend!”

“Oh, that’s not good.” His voice sounded closer…

“Yeah! Yeah! I know, right!? So whiny. You would have hated him, too…”

“Doesn’t sound like me at all.”

“No… But you always act like I’m in need of saving!”

“... When are you not?”

“Ohh! That does it, Sonic The Hedgehog!” She stood up, “I’m never speaking to you aga-aaa… ahhh!!!” She felt the wind try and shove her, felt her body twisting as her dress wound around her… but something else wrapped itself around her as well.

Having climbed up the vine, Sonic listened to Amy voice, helping guide him before silently getting up onto the island and rushing to grab her waist.

He pulled her tightly against him as the wind roared its defying might past the two of them…

Amy… felt the shiver of wet fur against her now dampening clothes… and peeked up.

In the dark, it was hard to spot any expression… “W-... Why is it so important?” She bravely asked, “S-Saving my life?”

Sonic’s nose lightly tapped he side of her head, he used it to trace where she was, and found he almost poked her eye trying to figure out where her face was.

She buried her head into his shoulder and chest… not knowing if she wanted that cold nose to find where she was… but it did.

It twitched lightly as though trying to make her laugh, but she stifled it. She refused to be happy for a moment… wanting to hear his reply.

Feeling his lips on her forehead curling, spreading across his own muzzle, he lightly began to reply. “I make it a point never to just walk away… when I know my friend is crying.”

“It… couldn’t wait till morning?” Amy was a sobbing mess again, but she tried desperately to keep that knowledge away from Sonic.

Lightly, Sonic’s gloved hand carefully traced her arm… trying to find her face.

His wet fingers lightly hit the warmth of a tear on her cheek, and cupped her face.

She blushed as he pulled the face slightly up, his nose now tracing below her eye… and hitting her nose.

“Gotcha.” His voice made her melt.

“You can’t even see me.” She reminded him.

“Emm… No, but I can imagine it… And it’s breaking my heart to see you cry, Amy.”

That was it.

That was all she needed.

She smiled and let the last of her tears go… warm and wet into Sonic’s already soggy glove, which happily absorbed the tears as he wiped them gently away.

“Whiny, huh?” He stated, “I’ll have to take your word on that, Amy. Sounds like a dreary book.”

Suddenly, before she could respond, Rouge and Knuckles flew over the side of the Island, both tug-o-warring the large Master Emerald which slammed into Sonic and Amy. The two fighting rivals for treasure couldn’t see Amy and Sonic holding one another in the darkness, but Amy was shoved down and heard falling rocks… along with…

“Sonic?” She felt the ground near her, hearing the two battling a bit ahead and more inland towards Angel Island now. “Sonic!?” She felt the edge of the cliff… a hand!

“Sonic!”

“G-... Grr…” Sonic had been knocked over, but was clinging to the edge of the-

“NOOO!!!” Amy cried out, hearing the rocks give way and feeling his fingers fall with the edge.

The clouds drifted by as a full moon finally spotlighted the two…

Sonic falling… seeing Amy throw herself off the edge of the cliff… flinging herself down from Eden and into the perilous doom of the abyss below…

Sonic’s eyes saw a beautiful sight of love… Like angel wings, Amy’s tears flew and unfurled like a webbed, starlit sky… Behind her, the literal moon made her teary wings a glittering silhouette… a fallen angel… crying out for her hero… jumping to save him.

Her arms outstretched towards him, her emerald eyes shining like chaos energy… Her mouth open wide with his name blaring like a celestial horn…

Then… it was dark… The back of his head crashed into the waves that surrounded him. It hurt, but he was used to hard hits like this… But what about Amy?

The water spread apart because his quills took the buffer of the hit, meaning the water only encompassed her, wrapping around to ensnare them both… but she didn’t take the brute force of the damage.

As Sonic was losing consciousness from the direct hit to his head, he felt himself mouthing–Thank Goodness…

Because Amy didn’t get hurt anymore, thanks to him…

The turbulent was fierce, the waves kept digging their hands and slapping the surface of the sea’s face to keep the two down… sinking deeper and deeper below…

But the Chaos Emeralds… They were still below the water… as Amy felt the last of Sonic’s bubbles hitting her face in the watery darkness… Reaching out but only cutting through ungraspable air pockets…

Finally, she felt an arm, and her spirits soared in her freezing body…

She began to kick up, her open-mouth smile closing to retain what little air it had left.

Then… Sonic’s body began to glow…

They broke through the surface, Amy trying to keep Sonic’s head above water. “Don’t you-! Ahh!” She was hit by a wave, pushing her and Sonic down but she forced her feet to kick against the icy ocean and push Sonic up first.

“PAh!” She spat out sea water, still trying to tread water. “Don’t you leave me, Sonic The Hedgehog!” She cried out, only able to feel his cold and floating body begin to warm up with golden light… “Not before I’ve apologized, and not ever after that!”

In the cold of the water… Sonic smiled.

The water parted as large droplets hung in zero gravity… the seven Chaos Emeralds floated in a rotating circle around Sonic’s rising body… He burst with chaos energy, going Super Sonic.

Amy gasped in awe, before the waves kept beating her downward. “Soni-Emph!” She was carried below, tumbling and spinning before a massive air pocket was formed from Sonic spin-dashing to knock the water into a perfect loop. Amy was now falling through the massive air pocket created by that force… before Sonic unfurled and grabbed her, diving back into the water.

“AUgh!” Rouge held her hurt arm off the side of the Island, Knuckles having won back his family’s sacred duty… guarding the Master Emerald.

“No where to run, Rouge.” Knuckles stood tall and proud, “Give it up, thief.” His condensing tone really irked her.

“Should I?” She smirked, before looking down to see the floating Chaos Emeralds still surrounding Sonic as he pulled Amy out of the water.

“Heh.” She jumped off the edge, “Just proving a dame is still the perfect distraction, Amy…” She flew down… and snatched two of the seven Emeralds…

“Ah!” Amy cried out, seeing her swipe them as Sonic’s Super Form broke, and the two went crashing back into the water.

“SOONIICC!!!”

“ROOUUGGEEE!!!” Knuckles flew down after her, as Tails was back in the plane, also headed to help Knuckles capture Rouge.

Now, Sonic was panicking. He was out of strength, and his body began to go into flight or fight mode.

His feet kicked which only sunk him deeper down… So he tried to let go of Amy, not wanting her to drown with him…

But, surprisingly, She turned around and grabbed his arms, “Stop kicking!” she screamed, and he… even more surprisingly… felt his body go into a calm as it stopped resisting the waves…

Amy pulled his arms up over her shoulders, wrapping him around her neck, and turned around again. “I’ll swim, you just hang on!”

He felt his strength return… his eyes never wavered from their wonder…

Wasn’t… he supposed to make things right? And… save the girl?

As Amy swam against the current constantly pulling them off the course of the shore ahead of them, the wind kept blowing and shoving water into their sides.

But still, Amy persisted.

Sonic thought about it… while cold and his body shutting down from both exhaustion of treading water, climbing vines, and then going Super Sonic only to be forcefully thrown out of that… the Chaos Emeralds scattering yet again as a result… he thought about the kind of woman Amy was.

Her constant breath against the stinging sea… the salty air lapping them to try and push them more out into the sea… but how undeterred she was…

He held close… watching the back of her head… the moon only showing a dark pink as they entered the shadow of the island above…

He realized… how heroic Amy was.

How unyielding… once she set her mind to something, she would accomplish that something, no matter how impossible it seemed to be.

A heart that never stopped beating…

A friend that never stopped trying…

A love… that couldn’t be denied.

“You took the words… right out of my mouth… Amy.” He closed his eyes… his consciousness… making him let go of her.

“Sonic!”

He heard her voice, pulling him onto the shoreline… the sandy beach offering no aid for the lack of warmth he felt… having let go of her.

Her voice… was like light beckoning to him…

This… felt somewhat familiar… Didn’t he… dive in to save her once before?

That image of her leaping off Angel Island, falling through the sky, the moon as her backdrop and her tears as her invisible wings…

Then… everything went even darker than that beautiful, star-lit blue sky…

Night… it must be the night…

He would just… take a small nap… for all his troubles…

Amy began to panic, pushing back her tears as she tried to rub his motionless body awake. “SONIC!” Her voice was desperate, and not the kind of a hopeless romantic seeking attention.

“SOONIICC!!” It was visceral, her voice carrying up her fears from the deepest reaches of her heart.

“I didn’t mean it, Sonic… I didn’t mean to actually never see you again!” She had seen his impossible feat to try and reach her on Angel Island by nothing more than his own merit and skill… falling short… and still finding a way to make it to her… to hold her… to tell her she’s not alone and he didn’t want her out of his life…

“I never meant to give up on you…” She had no more tears left to cry, continuing to push on his body, waiting for him to stir… “I could never truly leave you, Sonic The Hedgehog… Not now, not ever, or forever!”

There was a little bit of strength left in her, and she used it to lay on his body, and softly cry out, holding his small, thin blue fur in her hands…

“I love you, Sonic The Hedgehog…”

Sonic opened a bit of his eyes, turning a little of his head towards her, smiling cheekily…

“That’s… gotta be the cutest thing I’ve ever heard from a girl… besides-…” He coughed a little, but Amy reeled her head up, amazed he was alive.

“Sonic!”

“Being told… I’m their hero…”

Scolding him through her wailing weeping, she pushes on him before pulling him up into an embrace.

She carries him on her back to Tails’s workshop, and covers him in blankets with a red, warm water bag situated on the top of his head. He sneezes, but he’s got little blush marks from the warmth. He’s happily bundled up with a warm drink in his hands, as Amy rushes about the couch to try and push the living room table set into a makeshift table to set his hot soup on.

She sneezes, and he reaches out to pull her into his blanket, offering her the warm drink and tucking her in with him…

“The fireplace is warm, Amy.” He seems almost in a lalaland of happiness, his face just straight lines of bliss, his blush marks almost comically chibi, as Amy huffs while Tails comes in from the back room.

He has his boy’s nightie on, a long night cap, and states, “I’m glad you two have made up… Rouge was caught, and we can search the sea for the Chaos Emeralds in the morning… but…”

He tiredly opens his drowsy eyes, “Are you two gonna stay over, or..?”

The following day, Amy continues to take care of Sonic till he’s ripe and ready to go, dashing off out of a window and shocking the two at how speedy his recovery and exit was.

Tails wonders if Amy minds, but sees that her eyes are shining… She doesn’t seem to mind, this time around.

On Angel Island…

“WHYYY!?!?” Rouge cries out, being pinned by Knuckles, who is actively reading the young adult’s novel Amy was given by Rouge while Rouge is trapped in a makeshift jungle cage…

“Knuckles, darling, you can’t let a girl rot away in this… this…” Chao coo and offer her fruit through the twiggy prison. “Ugh, dirt pile!”

“Quiet you, thief!” He flicks his thumb across the screen, “Oh, man. Come on, dude… You’re not even worth the billionaire companies you own… Your tears are the only priceless thing here, heh. Unbelievable. Slyvia, please, you could do better…”

“Knuckles, why am I being punished for introducing a very typical genre for young girls! … Which you happen to be reading!” She screamed from the other side of the shrine, but on the steps, Knuckles just fans her his mittened-hand…

“Shhh… Shh… Finally, she’s about to stand up to Ceo!”

“Ugh, that’s his profession, not his name!”

“Well, she’s about to C-Em-Out! Hahah! Get it? See-Him-Out the door? Man, I crack myself up! Let me at him, Slyvie. Knuckles will take him out of your life real fast, ahhaha!”

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Reminds me of (https://cgmayra.tumblr.com/post/158300780235/my-very-first-prompt-meme-request-in-an-ask First Prompt Meme and Second Prompt Meme https://cgmayra.tumblr.com/post/164481362565/second-prompt-meme)

I will combine as many prompts as I can get through the last 80 or so TAT FREE ME. lolol

Also, whoever said Sonic and Amy would enjoy watching CHICAGO???? CHICAGO??? I literally had to go and watch this movie just for this prompt and–WHO THE HECK THINKS CHILDREN’S VIDEO GAME CHARACTERS ARE GONNA WANNA WATCH THAT?!

… And all that jazz~? XD

Anyway, here’s your prompts. Go get cultured and educate yourselves like I did on TOTALLY APPROPRIATE AND NOT WILD musical theatre, why don’t’chas? Lolol XDDD I hope you hear the humor and joking in my words teehee

Also, the movie really showcases how easily the world falls for lies and fantasy. Stories woven by those unworthy, selfish, and untrustworthy storytellers pulling you into deceit that others willingly lounge in… because the world is too cruel to not spice it up with a little ‘Razzle-Dazzle’... It was a very sad movie in that regard to me, knowing why the musical was written… Anyway~

I find it my esteemed responsibility to always highlight, emphasize, and stress the level of importance of moral dignity as well as expose the immoral repercussions of the timeless battle between the forces of good and evil. Not all my stories are written with expertise, but they are given with the intent of wonder, entertainment, and emotion. Not all emotions be grand or complex, but I like to take the fantasy and willingly offer you a safe journey through it.

Now, for my original works, you’ll have to read the descriptions to know the purpose of the material, but for these prompts, they really are just here to tug on those beautiful heart strings in some capacity or whatever through the ever-encompassing expanse of my imagination to yours. A joint handshake, if you will, that this is not for teaching, preaching, or practicing–but rather, a breather and a laugh. Enjoy, gentle readers ;)

For all intents and purposes, this is an AU where the characters have been greatly aged up lolol

Prompt:

Staring at her script in front of her, wearing the outfit the lady rushed her into, Amy Rose sat in her late 20’s, flapping down the outrageous musical in her hand.

“Me? The star?” Amy had never acted before. “What a strange day…”

The Phone call was nothing more than routine. Amy would have people asking about interviews with Sonic, or her experiences tagging alongside the blue hero. Even Tails had warned her that Sonic’s resurgence into popular media would mean the media might press on her home. Luckily, it was just phone calls.

Now… its plays?

“You may come back in, Miss Rose.” That same, older woman ushered her in. She looked frightened of anyone being able to identify an account of her age, and masked it well with all sorts of methods to appear as young as spring itself.

Amy didn’t judge her, but walking in, it was obvious that these men who judged such talent definitely found her age to be acceptable.

“Do you act, my dear?” One, shaking with age in his voice, spoke out.

“N-No, not really… but I’ve always sort of… dreamed of it as a child.” Amy sweetly replied, swinging her arm with the script in her hand before realizing that made too much noise and tucked it back to her front. Her dress was showy, retro, and she figured this must have something to do with Sonic…

It always did…

“Right, right. But do you like to play pretend?”

Oh, how she loved it.

Pretending that Sonic and her were-

“Y-Yes, I do.” She nodded, holding an air of mature grace to herself. She wasn’t performing, and that’s the sort of natural talent they were looking for.

“Can you carry a tune, Miss Rose?”

Suddenly, opportunity struck at her heart. Like a big brass band, it beat with a sudden ambition…

Amy lifted her eyes to the spotlight… “I was searching everywhere…” The lyrics just came to her. “Suddenly I saw you there…”

A man, hurriedly, rushed from a chair to take a seat at a piano.

He flared his long coat tails back and sat as though it was on air, his fingers moving like lightning, helping to create a tune for her.

“And my love arrived~ Just in the nick of time!”

The lights flared and Amy was on a stage. Beautiful clothes, feathered boas, dancing actors and actresses…

She was loved for her beauty, a cutie with a slit down her red, layered dress as she spun around the stage, dancing and singing.

She was every girl’s dream to look like, and every man’s fantasy pick.

She was a star..!

And she had changed her name, too.

“Rosy Amil, You’re a sensation!”

The press crowded her, fans waving her picture in the newspaper for her to sign, hoping she’ll reach out and pity them. Their passionate applause to her, the shouts of her stage name…

Amy’s emerald eyes lit up in all the jubilee over her.

“Uh, uh, Miss Amil?”

“A-Yessss~?”

She chimed with a sweet turn of her head… before her entire face dropped with panic.

Sonic… Sonic The Hedgehog with the most ridiculous disguise!

She moved her head gently left and right, take quick peeks with her eyes, but no one had noticed… the man with a big fat human nose on a blue hedgehog, wearing black glasses with no glass to see out of…

“As one of your biggest fans-” His voice sounded awful nasally, and as though he was impersonating a radio voice. “I must commend you for such a stellar performance! Who do you owe your success to? A friend, family, or even..?” He leaned forward, holding a fake notepad.

“Me?” He whispered in his normal voice, a voice she hadn’t heard in quite some time.

Fear rose through her body to her eyes, making her blink quickly as some of her natural and fake eyelashes fluttered quickly.

To avoid suspicion, she sneezed, “Oh, dear. I’m awfully allergic to your… your-” She noticed, as normal, he wasn’t wearing anything other than gloves and shoes… “... Gloves.”

The fans went ballistic, photos were taken, and everyone swarmed Sonic away from her. He flailed in the sea of hands, each with a voice, asking for what fabric his gloves were made of and being a super fan, how could he have not known!?

“I always knew,” Sonic lied, gritting his teeth, “The lady blushes and you all scream.” He sped out of his disguise and rushed off, out of crowd, causing a new uproar over the appearance of…

Sonic The Hedgehog appeared in all the newspapers, no longer was ‘Rosy Amil’ news anymore…

In her dressing room, she hit a fist to the desk. “You always do this!” She angrily stated, getting back up as Sonic leaned casually on the door frame, balancing a dancing cane on his upper lip before hitting it up to his nose, then twirling it as though to show off how impressive that was.

She moved over to him, ignoring his silence, and yanked it away. “Quit that, it’s gross!”

“I wasn’t the one getting snot all over the cameras.” He teased, referring to her fake sneezing, and tapped his nose. “Besides, Sonic doesn’t do gross.” He then jumped to acrobatically flip onto the top of Amy’s makeup mirror, a broad and heavy seating area for her to get ready at.

His two hands gripped the top, his feet spread out to balance, looking down at her. “What’s the big idea, anyway? Keeping from your friends where you’ve been all this time?” So, she must have been performing for quite some time since the audition, then…

“I just…” She didn’t want to defend herself, “I was insulted by what you said today. Take it back!” She flipped a feather at him and he looked as though about to sneeze, but with a few pulls of his head, he shook it off and sighed in relief.

“It’s like you don’t want anyone to know you’re my friend anymore.” He admitted, jumping down and looking at all her outfits. He moved to a coat rack and pulled out an outfit he scoffed at, thinking it wasn’t in Amy’s good tastes at all. “Didn’t know you wanted to go into show business…” He seemed as though he just wanted to catch up, get some answers. “Even Cream and Vanilla say you haven’t called in quite some time…”

Amy just turned away from him, taking a long breath in and out as her shoulders deflated from that reminder…

“I… I’m keeping my private life secret.” She took some perfume from her dresser and starting spritzing herself with it.

“Oh, so I’m supposed to be fine with being your tired-out secret, is that it?”

She turned her head sharply, “No! Never! I love my friends, it’s just…”

She turned her eyes away and he angrily stepped forward, but kept himself pretty contained.

“It’s just that you don’t want to admit the real reason you were scouted.” He shook a finger at her, “You do sing nice, Ames… You even wrote plays back when we were kids.” He moved to her dresser and took one of her lipsticks, opening it and looking at the bright red color within it, before wringing it out and engarding the feather boa she had taken off and draped over the mirror–the silly man acting as though he was swordfighting off a feathery snake.

“I just never thought you’d abandon your friends for a temporary spotlight.”

“How dare you!” She jumped up, “I’ll have you know that may have been how it started… a phone call inquiring about the talents of a certain blue hedgehog hero’s friends… But I made myself as big as I am now!”

“You seem the same size to me…” He lowered the lipstick sword… gazing at how much she’s changed, but also… trying to humble her a bit.

“Look, we just miss you, okay?”

“Some way to say it!” She yanked the lipstick out of his hand and twisted it back inside, plugging it back into its cap and setting it down where it once was again.

But Sonic wouldn’t have that, he didn’t want her to go back… now that he had taken action, he wanted her to come home…

“Amy,” He moved quickly, grabbing her wrist from storming off. “... We haven’t seen each other in so long… don’t you miss us, too?”

She paused,... her heart panicking.

“What… What do you mean by ‘we’?” She looked back to him, hoping… praying…

“You mean… us?”

“... I meant the whole team.”

That’s not what Amy wanted to hear, and seeing his genuine face about it, it was clear he meant that and nothing else, too.

“Ugh! You’re impossible!” She pulled her hand out of his own grasp, “I finally get something that’s my own, and you’re all suddenly missing me! Even though you all knew how alone I was when you-” She stopped herself, “I finally have a career where I’m creative and… And fulfilled in!” She lifted her hands up, “I feel… really wanted and loved… I love it in the lights! Sonic! In the band, on the stage, where my quilled hair can grow long and unbothered!”

“So… we were a bother, then?” Sonic folded his arms, growing impatient.

“No… Of course not.” Amy sat back down, deflated again at his comment. “It’s just…” She rubbed her hand against the dresser…

“You keep going off on your adventures… why can’t I go off in mine?”

There was silence… until Sonic finally spoke, “The only difference, Amy… is that I learned to take you all with me.” He held out his hand, gesturing to her as her heart broke slightly…

She looked at his hand so guiltily…

“If you had even invited us to see your shows… Maybe… Maybe we wouldn’t feel such bitterness from you, then… maybe….”

He continued,

“We’d remember that we matter to you again.”

The door was slammed open and as Amy’s head flung towards its direction, she quickly pivoted back to Sonic but the golden coat wrack on wheels swayed… and she knew where he had hidden.

“Sensational, Rosy!” A man came waltzing in, completely absorbed in the fanfare outside and dancing in his own world. “The press can’t get enough of it. The crowds are consuming every picture of you that’s taken! And they’re all marvelous, I assure you!” He was a jolly man, one of the last from the original audition that had helped her soar to new heights.

“We’ve got a new picture, see? A movie act!”

Amy’s jaw dropped, “A movie!?”

“The moving pictures!” He spoke quickly, like someone from a bygone era of cinema. He took her hands and helped her up, “Oh, Amy, my dear! The world may forget Amy Rose, but they’ll never stop talking ‘bout Rosy Amil!”

Her eyes… sorrowfully… turned to the coat rack.

“Y-Yes…”

Her heart felt a sudden tinge of shame.

Embarrassed… foolish… idiotic…

“My, what brings out that long face?” The man asked, and she snapped herself out of it with a quick swish of her beautiful pink hair, grown to be much longer and voluminous for the stage.

“Nothing, Brightman. Nothing at all.” She sounded as though Rosy Amil, the actress who came from nothing and rose to stardom again.

“That’s my girl.” He flicked the back of his finger to her cheek, praising her. “Now, get this. It’s called Metropolis. All the sleezebags to the highest of heroes in this one. The Director says no sagas, no sequels. It’s a full one-shot of a whirlwind romance, action movie!”

“My…” Amy would have been delighted… and she still should have been…

But with Sonic right there… not in the open, but listening… she just couldn’t.

“Why, they even said they’re gonna have a bloke star as Sonic The Hedgehog!”

A sneeze came and she faked that it was hers, “Oh my! My ventriliquism is coming along smoothly, don’t you think?” She laughed it off, “Well, Mr. Brightman, I’ll have to talk to you later about signing that contract, eh?”

“O-Oh.., well, of course, umm…” He was surprised to be turned around and pushed out by his back, holding his hat as she waved him out of her room.

“We’ll be in touch!” She closed the door and sighed, looking for Sonic.

Sonic was already in the center of the room again, looking at the mirror…

“... A bloke to play me… huh?” He seemed disturbed by that comment…

“... You could… play it better?” She shrugged, leaning against the door. “I’m sure they’ll be more than thrilled to advertise THE Sonic the Hedgehog as himself, a celebrity appearance is always-”

“... Prime cinema?” He snorted out of his nose, “One minute, you’re upset by my popularity… and the next, you’re encouraging me to embrace it to make you even bigger?”

She pulled in her lower lip, sucking on it out of clear bashful shame.

“Sonic…”

“You know what? I think he’s right…” He turned to glare at her, “Good luck on your fame, Amy… I’m so glad that when it's friendship vs. honor, you choose neither.”

As he walked past her to get out of the room, he stopped to whisper once again into her ear, “You’ve worked hard on your own merit, Amy… why should I ruin what you built with your own two hands?”

It was later announced that Rosy Amil would play Amy Rose, a cheery but rundown and forgotten friend of her long time crush, Sonic The Hedgehog. She was to kiss him in the movie… a sweet goodbye as he went to stop a feud between gangs in the underbelly of Metropolis… where he was to be shot but survive the ordeal, becoming an even bigger hero to the eyes of the city.

She had to kiss a fake Sonic… and its hard to describe seeing the man you love played by another man’s face… decked out in blue paint and wearing styrofoam green quills to be CGI’d later…

It would be her first kiss…

She felt tears and wiped them away. She didn’t want to play in the movie anymore. She wanted her old life, old home… old… friends…

While about to shoot, a voice caught her off guard from behind her, “Miss Rosy, some water?”

“Thank you…” She took the clear plastic cup without looking at the face, but as she went to drink…

“You know, your friends are really proud of you… following your dreams seems a lot harder and more complicated then what meets the eye.”

She stopped to look at the water, the reflection…

She gasped and turned around, “Son-offph!” She was silenced, as the man in a black mask around his muzzle shushed her, and ushered her to follow.

As she did, a crew appeared, who she thought was in black to blend in with the set… but…

They removed their disguises.

“Oh!” Amy cried out in joy, covering her face. “Tails! Sticks! Knuckles..!” She rushed into them, each having a hardy laugh.

“Well, we figured if someone’s gonna protray us, might as well make sure it’s done right! Haha!” Tails kid.

“Yeah, totally not here cause Sonic said you had to kiss a fake or anything like that.” Sonic shoved the breakroom’s pie into his face, as Sticks whispered over to Amy.

“You know, there’s a few of us who couldn’t be here today… They wanted you to have these.” The gifts were letters, small cupcakes, and doodles by Cream with good wishes upon them from Vanilla, helping her to write it.

Amy couldn’t help but cry now, taking the roses and other fine things, looking to her supportive friends she hadn’t contacted in so long…

“Everyone…” She was overwhelmed.

The crew talked for a while until someone came in to tell her it was time to shoot.

As she was leaving, Sonic took her wrist again.

“Amy… You know, you don’t have to become a star?” She could hear the nervousness in his proposal, and smiled to herself in glee that he was even trying to persuade her.

“Oh?” She turned back to him, “I do miss everyone…”

“Exactly! One, maybe,… Maybe someone misses you so much that they couldn’t stay away for too long?” The shy turn of his head made Amy’s heart swell up in affection.

“Oh?” She moved towards him, “I bet he’s here to save me… Knowing full well I’m about to lose my first kiss to an awful imposter of a… delightful… old… fantasy…”

She was leaning in.

“Heh, no one can imposter Sonic The-” He turned only to be cut off by how close she was…

The others had already left, and someone called out, “Quiet on the set, please!”

The lights dimmed… she’d either be swept off set or be forced to play it out… her contract and any other deal would be terminated from the breach and finally, she may placed on the black list of Wollyhood, the greatest, and ain’t the sheep-est, place in the Mobius world to make a movie.

Leaning down… Sonic whispered, “Just a quick question,...”

She nodded slowly, making sure to not inch away from anything.

“... Am I kissing Rosy Amil playing Amy Rose… or Amy Rose, herself?”

“That depends… if you kiss her.”

“I may be the biggest fan of Rosy Amil… but I’m something entirely different to Amy Rose.”

As Amy rushed back to the camera set, they gave her the tape that would be used instead of actually kissing the actor.

She laughed, not knowing that was how it was to be done.

A quick turn and some tape… no one would know they didn’t actually lock lips.

But Amy did end up kissing Sonic The Hedgehog that day…

Although Rosy Amil didn’t.

Rosy Amil was a huge success as Amy Rose, the movie did well, and the Director was pestered with sequels.

But he refused.

Rosy Amil stepped down from acting, and no one ever heard from her again…

I watched both scenes listed here, and instead of making it so cookie-cutter ‘This is him and this is her’, I decided to let them both have lines lol XD I never did watch Inyuyasha, but my friend is a huge fan of it! I have seen Titanic, it’s a sad, tragic love story and I tend to try and avoid those, hehe. But! Did you know Link’s design was based on Jack? Hehe >///w///<

I’ve been having a rough time with things in my life, but it’s not all that bad. It’s more so anxiety, and I’ve been trying to edit my original stuff so I can get back to the ‘One-Chapter Challenge’ fun stuff! Thank you with your patience towards me! I also have old video games I want to get back into… You know, outlet stuff XD

I decided to not call out the duplicates from the Prompt Request cheats... I hope we can all look fondly on the era and know how much we both adored the moments and stories together. I still look back at some kind comments and excited words… You all have given me so much, and I’m more than happy to give you what I can now. Cause you Cuties deserve to still have some fun stories every now and then xD I hope you’ll read my original works when they come out, too, please! <3

And to those who may have known they cheated the system… We were all rascals and kids once. Thanks for enjoying my writing ^^ (I just deleted your dups, no worries. Have a wonderful life and keep being inspired to make the world a more creative paradise!)

Prompt:

The pain in her joints is unbearable.

The realization that everything she’s longed for up to this point, everything she’s worked so hard to do… her training with her Piko Piko Hammer, the tournament successes and losses, and even her tarot card reading…

The electric beam shocks her motors in her arm, and she is compelled to lift her hammer up. “N-No..!”

Her memories overwhelm her as another beam zaps a powerful command to her knee, and she dashes forward, striking at the single most important thing in her life.

A harrowing laughter, taking maniacal ecstasy out of the dramatic predicament. “That bald looney…”

Sonic… His voice…

It brings no comfort to her as she is forced to obey the tethered beams of electrical compulsion over her body to–”Strike him down!!!”

Eggman, leaning over his Eggpod, shakes his fist in the air and slams it to the metallic hide of his flying machine.

Spit flys from his orders, the same as when he laughs…

She strains herself back, trying to take control. Sonic has been dodging up to this point, but she’s unable to rein in her own body.

“Look out!!! Sonic!!!”

Her foot steps with precise sturdiness, and she swings with her eyes closed.

Air.

Good.

She peeks a scared eye open to see nothing before her. “Phew…”

Their first meeting… The sky that is brighter than his fur, but his being richer in color… To her, she has only known him for a short amount of time, but has admired every choice he has ever made…

Except this one.

“You have to fight back!” She calls out, feeling her body twist and reel her around in a violent jerk, “Erk..!” Her hammer is flung behind her, her butt sticking out, catching her footing at the last second from such a turn.

Sonic is trying to homing-attack the Eggpod… ‘He really is so fast…’ Her eyes, glossy with fright of hurting her hero, see that their is a forcefield of some kind around it.

She can’t cover her mouth in shock, she can only wince her eyes as she has to comprehend that Sonic must defeat her… “If you keep dodging, he’ll exhaust you!” She warns from below.

“Hohoho!” Another cheerful, evil laugh from that villainous, waving mustache..!

After a few failed attempts, richochetting off of the barrier around the Eggpod, Sonic finally lands back to the ground. Silently, he looks behind his shoulder to Amy… ‘Such serious eyes…’ She thinks that doesn’t suit him.

‘He won’t fight back…’ She feels her chest heaving… ‘He probably can see that I’m already getting tired… but that won’t matter. How ever hard Robotnik will push me… My body will just do it, no matter how fatigued I appear to be… So long as I’m controlled, and his hand remains on the joystick… I’ll be forced to keep fighting till Sonic drops.’

This terrifying reality sank into her quaking bones. She’s never had to fight this hard before, and it felt completely unnatural. The subtly stinging beams attached to each one of her joints couldn’t be damaged for her release, due to Eggman’s defenses…

She knows Sonic didn’t want to hurt her… But…

“It’s okay, I understand!” She felt her body shift, two hands being placed tightly over her hammer in front of her. “I won’t blame you!” She watched without any foreknowledge as her arms slowly brought her hammer to her side, angling it as though about to do a hard, arching swing.

“No..!” Her eyes shook again, “Please!” She closed her eyes, begging him. “You have to fiiighhtt!!!”

A wild swing, powerful, even though her training had only been for a couple of weeks.

She felt nauseated, her quills bending against the windspeed as she spun like a turbine, and felt a rock in her footing as though hitting something. “Ah..!” She dared to not open her eyes.

Another hit.

“Sonic..!”

Another.

“No..!” She squealed.

Eggman’s laugh was the icing on the cake to this horrible nightmare. The music of every dream she ever had disappearing…

When she finally came out of the spin, she was gasping for air. She blinked open her blurry eyes, only having them focus on the blue figure laying on the ground.

Her emotions welled up, but Sonic… without showing much effort, slowly got up to his hands and knees, then… pushed off of a raised knee and stood.

He was so silent… but she could tell he was putting on a show. Acting like it hadn’t hurt him too much.

He winked to her, as though he could keep going…

“No, please… You shouldn’t let me hurt you…” Her voice became fainter, as though she was struggling to speak. “Your friends… they’ll all blame me. I’ll blame me… If anything should happen to our hero…” Her eyes teared up.

“I’d rather faint… then ever let myself beat you up!” She felt her puffy green shoulders bounce in her falling tears.

Eggman twirled a finger around his mustache, lifting a leg up behind him, seeming to fawn over the heartfelt exchange in his gleeful comfort about. “What a heartfelt sentiment… Sooooniccc? Aren’t you going to respond? Your girlfriend seems to need a hug~” He jammed the joystick forward and Amy–currently known as Rosy the Rascal at this time–stumbled forward as the electrical shocks began to rise her hammer above her head.

“WHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Heh,” Sonic smirked, seeing her charging but with a wobbly advanced.

He took every hit, consistent swing, and charmingly kept his smile with every new bruise.

“Sonic!”

“Myyyy~ What a hero~” Eggman rolled his eyes, but also grinned at seeing his conniving plan to take over one of Sonic’s friends was working.

“How long can this show last, Hedgehog!?” He goaded.

“Everyone will live well after me.” Sonic’s snarky reply lifted Amy’s heart, but it still hurt to see him take every hit.

She jammed her hammer into his stomach, hearing him vocally grunt out in pain, then swinging to slam him down to the ground again.

Eggman’s laugh was ticking her off…

“Your way is not gonna last forever! The world needs you more than little old me!” She protested, trying to keep her voice low so only he could hear, and Eggman wouldn’t weaponize her begging…

Sonic squints an eye up, looking at the links and the main, center orb laser in front of Eggman’s Eggpod… “Tsk… Guess there’s no helping it…”

He stood back up, but Amy thought he was finally going to fight back.

“It’s okay, Sonic. I… I really don’t blame you.” She wasn’t sure how he was going to do it, but felt her hammer moving over her head. “Dodge and strike!” She felt the shaking of her arms from the strain, but so did Sonic.

His eyes darted to them with a fierce expression…

“Don’t you do that… don’t you look at me like you’re saying goodbye..!”

Amy’s eyes widened.

The machine fizzled slightly.

“Huh|” Eggman looked at his controls, seeing the joystick start to slowly move on its own.

Amy was frozen… Eggman gripped the joystick and kept it from moving…

Sonic’s glare was intense… She couldn’t move under it.

She wouldn’t.

“Sonic…” She felt her heart start missing beats, or was she too overwhelmed to hear and feel it anymore?

“... You should know.” He then smiled, disarming her entirely. Her mouth opened, admiring him all over again. “I hate goodbyes.”

He flicked his nose, holding up his ionic finger, giving him a gentle scold.

Her mouth curled up into an open grin, “Sonic..!” Her eyes sparkled at being this close to her idol, a handsome hero indeed.

However…

“Grrk..! Got it!” Eggman slammed the Joystick down and Amy’s hammer swung.

She cried out in alarm, seeing her body moving, and turned her head to look directly at the hammer.

“Sonic! You better fight me! It’s coming down!” She closed her eyes again, feeling the impact of debris from the ground hit against her face and cheeks, gritting her teeth as the vibration from such force rippled throughout her whole being.

“Don’t let him win!” She cried out.

When she opened her eyes…

She didn’t feel anymore stinging.

Her hammer was steaming… and she turned to see Sonic standing behind her… his eyes twitching as he intercepted the beams..!

Her eyes shrank as she understood what he had done to save her.

“Ohhh-hohoho~” Eggman blissfully rubbed his two hands together, “Lookie ‘ere! You were willing to be my puppet in her stead, eh? How noble of you..!!!” Eggman began to swing the Joystick around, and as the Eggpod tilted, Sonic’s body was yanked about, the joints looking as though they were burning from the intensity of the commands they were sending to his joints.

“This… This is why I fell in love with you.” A tear rolled down her cheek as she blinked, watching him take the brute force of her earlier prison.

“Sonic…” She’d still have to faint him now, but he clearly opened an eye to smile at her, as though suggesting that she had to be the one to fell him.

“Why..?” She finally let the breath out, as Eggman shoved Sonic’s body to the ground, his limps shaking from the abusive manuevers he was compelled to do.

“Heh, isn’t it obvious?” Even in this state, Sonic was still teasing.

He looked up, and even though he was straining against the electric signals stinging at his joints, his smile never wavered. “... You’re so beautiful when you smile… Amy, right?” He confirmed her real name, which was odd, because she usually went under her nickname.

“You… You remembered?” She was floored.

Eggman held off on the jostling of the joystick, raising an exaggerated eyebrow up to figure out what this conversation’s point was that was coming across…

Sonic? Calling someone pretty? “What a player one…” He spat out the side of his mouth.

“You should also know something…” He started to crawl in shaking motions, moving closer to her, so she’d have a better shot… “Urk… Ah… You… You should know… I hate tears… I could never… Ah… like a girl that cries.” He had made it, with great difficulty, to her feet. He breathed heavily…

She shakes her head, not wanting to do this. “Please… Don’t make me do this. We can fight him together!” She reached forward to grab his hands.

“I… Can’t feel my body.” Sonic admitted, forcing his eyes to close as he knew the pain in them would only stay her hand longer… “

Her eyes soften to him.

“We’re both just gonna get getting damaged and outwinded if this keeps up… You should go, Amy. He’ll drain the life out of me before he ends the fun too quickly.” Sonic leaned up his head, finally squinting his eyelids open again, just a little bit.

Amy was left hesitating, her eyes completely enamoured with his bravery. “Sonic…”

He smiled, “I hate not feeling like myself… especially in front of a pretty girl.” He lifted his hands, lightly pushing her to rise up above him, helping her to stand and be away from him.

“I… I remember meeting you that day…”

Her body couldn’t move, his words had paraylzed her heart.

She couldn’t stand the idea of his self-sacrifice… it would inspire her for the rest of her life… With Gamma, Shadow, and Silver…

His hands slowly inched down her arms, since he had moved her from her shoulders.

“Sunny, wasn’t it?” His voice was being constricted by the shocks. “Grk.. Windmil-like flowers… they twirled as I passed by… the wind brought me to you.”

She couldn’t see anymore, her vision was completely overtaken with her grieving tears.

“That was a beautiful day… the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Sonic…”

Eggman tapped on the joystick, “Pfft, I’ve never seen you so sentimental before, Sonic? What’s gotten into you? Is it… realllly love?” Eggman seemed baffled, but also jokingly assuming Sonic was just putting on some flare and giving off smoke for a fangirl.

“Heh, I’m not much for reminiscing… I usually live in the moment, so you’re right about that, Egghead.” Sonic spoke over his shoulder, still trying to act cool and confident.

Eggman sneered with glee, “Go on, then. Since losing all your assets, being unable to walk or even run on your own without my say so, and having admitted this is your greatest nightmare… I’ll add to the suffering by allowing you to say your final farewells~” He rubbed his mustache’s ends, truly, a timeless criminals signature, go-to gloating technique.

Amy lowered her head… The tarot cards were blown away in that wind… and when she went to chase them, they were all scattered. She randomly picked from them, and from what she could tell… it told her that he’d come.

“But it never said this… I don’t want to lose you… this fate isn’t what I want it to be!” Her shoulders bounced… but she took her arm and wiped her tears, not wanting him to ‘dislike her’ as being a crybaby.

He smiles up to her, “Hey, Amy… You live kinda wildly, right? Can you… erk… promise me… you won’t lose that sense of adventurous spirit in you?”

Did he not know? Could he really think she tailed him all this time… just for the spirit of adventure?

“That’s… that’s perfect, then. Live just as you always have, Amy… following your ever-enduring heart.”

She looks at his hands, reaching her own, and stops them from slipping off.

She pulls them back up… and kisses them lightly, not letting them go.

‘I’ll never… I’ll never stop loving you, Sonic The Hedgehog… Though I see now… It’s not necessarily me who is in love with adventure… Although it can be quite exhilarating.” She tries to comfort him as he did herself, and smiles with a charming tilt to her head. Looking rather cute, she continues in that newfound strength, “There’s no room in your heart for me… Adventure will always be your first love… but you’ll always be mine.” She nods, her lips swiggling at the depth of speaking that truth aloud.

She places his hands lightly on the ground, gently slipping his fingers from her own, and letting them touch the dirt.

She then glares at Eggman, “If this is to be our fate,... to meet, to fight, and even die alongside each other… then I’ll happily take on that bet without a second thought. I’ll outrace destiny…” She stood taller, summoning back her hammer, which had been discarded on the ground beforehand.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, Amy.” Sonic felt Eggman tilt the joystick, and rose back up to his feet, stumbling backwards.

“How could you?” Amy smiles, tapping her hammer in her hand.

“When you’re gonna have to trust, and let me do the rest?” She tilted her head again with a smile and light giggle.

‘My dreams won’t disappear…’ The last thing Sonic saw was looking up at the hammer swinging down on him…

He then the soft embrace of fabric as he stirred awake, feeling a bump the size of a bounce pad but the coolness of a ice pack over it.

He wiggled, swaddled well into the bedsheets, but got a hand out to remove the ice to look better at the injury, before placing it back on and looking about.

There were windmil flowers on the side in a vase, gently twirling to the open window on his right.

He looked towards the window, his mouth open, before smiling and closing his eyes to the sweet-smelling wind.

‘It was me Eggman was after the whole time… I figured, if I let her weaken me enough, then it would bide time for the gang to arrive… But still, kinda embarrassing to have to act all heroic in front of a sweet girl like her.’ He rubbed under his nose.

A few footfalls alerted Sonic that someone was approaching, and turning to the door lightly swinging open, he smiled to see Amy holding a tray of pancakes, and looking a little nervous to see him awake.

“... Hello.” She dipped her head, as though ashamed. “How… how are you feeling?”

He smirked and kicked his feet out of the bedsheets, rolling backwards to jump up and onto the bed, giving her a perfectly healthy thumbs up. “I’m fine--Ow!” He felt the ice pack land back on his head from having being lifted off of him in that feat, and it made Amy laugh.

“Haha! Easy tiger!”

“Hedgehog…” Sonic folded his arms, grumbling.

The two shared a cute laugh.

“What had happened after you knocked me out?” He asked, curiously, plopping down on his butt and rubbing the new bump the ice pack had made, adjusting it back on his bigger bump it was previously treating.

“Emm…” Amy blushed, but placed the tray of food by the windmil flowers. “I was pretty emotional…” She placed her hands together, they were down while her arms straightened out.

She seemed… a bit shy to say it.

Sonic tilted his head, “What… what happened to Eggman? What’d you do to him..?” He cringed a little back, as Amy covered her face.

“Ah! I just felt so ashamed! Like…” She pushed her quills back, “Like I wasn’t worthy anymore to stand by your side… I couldn’t bear the responsibility of making sure you passed out… I told myself that when you woke up, I would… I would ask if I could repay you by staying by your side…” The faint pink on her cheeks made Sonic roll his eye to the window, letting out a soft sigh.

“Is that right..? But that’s just what a hero does, Amy… No need to apologiz-OFFPH!”

She had jumped into his arms!

“H-Hey! What gives? Am-Amy!?” He fidgetted and moved while in her grasp, but she didn’t let him go.

“You did that so I didn’t have to… I don’t want our ‘fate’ to be a negative thing for you!”

“Our… fate?” He watched her nuzzle up to his chest, and something in him… stirred compassion for the kind girl…

He looked away, rubbing under his nose a second as he thought, looking up at the sky outside… “What I did must have really bothered you… huh?”

He looked back down at her… Placing a hand delicately on her own, he smiles and lowers his voice.

“It was a fun adventure.”

In her iconic whine, “OOooohhh!! I can’t compete with your first love, Sonic!”

He blinked his eyes, then snickered into the top of his hand on her head. “That’s cause you already are one.”

She opened her eyes, wondering what that meant.

She leaned her head away and he clarified, keeping his nose at a distance from her own.

“You’re the first girl I’ve ever saved on one of my adventures, it made it quite entertaining, Amy!”

Twitching animated, an anger mark appeared pulsing on the side of her head.

She pulled away and huffed, puff clouds coming from the sides of her face as she pouted and declared, with hands situated promptly and proudly on the sides of her young hips, “Ohhh, I took all my courage to ram into that Robotnik! And this is the thanks I get!?” She pulled out her hammer, swinging it about, “I couldn’t stand the thought of your friends coming and saying I was the death of the legendary Sonic The Hedgehog!”

He smiled and grinned at her motions, though… a small sweatdropped appeared to show he was nervous around her ‘raw strength’ as well…

“In the end, I gave it very little thought… I put all my heart into that decision.” She brought her hammer close to her, holding it like a golf club, and looking back towards the door. “I want to be your hero, too, Sonic… I want to stay right by your side… and I’ll get strong enough to do so… you’ll wait for me, this time, won’t you?”

He blinked, a bit flabbergasted to hear that. “You… want to be my hero?”

She nodded, blushing, “Em-hmm…”

“Ohh…” He kinda spaced out for a second.

After he didn’t say anything back for a while, she grew worried, and hurriedly stated, “O-Okay? C-Cause meeting you was no coincidence! It was fate!” She waved a hand out to her side, the other remaining to hold her hammer in place. “It was the best day of my life, too!” She hollered out, making Sonic lean back with that same, circular open mouth and blank stare.

Her face turned red, and she leaned back, “And-And-And… Ahhh, I’ll make our destiny a good one! Not ill at all! Because-! I’m gonna make our lives together super bright! A happy one! I’ll fight to get that right fate, too, Sonic! Just like how we didn’t have to hurt each other too much or too severely yesterday…” She looked away in her flustered rambling, but Sonic just tilted his head, a bubble showing a question mark appearing overhead.

“Deep down… I want you to know I want you to live just as you do, too… So while… while you were taking all those hits… I wondered why you’d be so willing to sacrifice yourself for a complete stranger… Doesn’t that… show that it was fated? Our meeting..?” She turned to see he had flopped back down and fallen asleep during her confession.

“AHHH!!” She screamed and dropped her hammer, her eyes turning fully white at seeing him disregard her so quickly.

A snot bubble had appeared, “Ohh… So he must have been more tired then he let on!” She puffed up her cheek again, hands back to her hips. “That Sonic…”

She still had a faint blush mark on her cheek, and walking over to him, she took his hands again, leaning over the bedside. She stared at his sleeping expression… and love filled her heart.

Rampant and unyielding, it spread through her like a warm summer’s day.

The day they met…

“I want our future to be a happy one. I want to see you laugh more. I don’t know what exactly little ol’me can do for you, Sonic… But I’ll promise that… I’ll promise to always be living my fullest life… right by your side. Haha, even your adventurous side, Sonic..!” She chimed, bouncing her puffy green shoulders and then kissing his hands again.

I’ve had an inconvenience in my day, so now I’m gonna write to make me feel better lolol

Prompt:

After the events of portals and weird realms, the dimensional ‘Classic’ era of characters can now freely travel back and forth between both worlds.

The two Tails of both worlds have made this miraculous ‘Ruby Bridge’ that connects their two realities, supposedly with no downside…

That might change…

But for now, things seem peaceful!

In fact, Classic Amy’s little nose poked up from the counter she was trying to desperately look up on. Her feet lightly kicked against the lower cabinets, causing a banging sound as the door kept being hit by her large, chibi feet. Amy giggled at her curiosity, carrying a tray of cookie dough nicely spaced out and bundled into balls. “Chocolate chip or milk chocolate?” She asked, placing the tray down and looking to her little–alternative universe–self.

She nodded eagerly.

“Both?” Amy put her hands on her hips, “Glutton for pleasure. You got it!” She held up a finger, winking, “A woman after my own heart!”

It was like having a daughter or a younger sister. She loved it. She considered it practice, as Classic Amy considered this a way to convince Classic Sonic to marry her.

“Hmm?” Amy looked over at Classic Amy, who she had helped onto the countertop so she could open the two different chip bags and put them into the doughs she had prepared. “You’re going to share some with Sonic?” She asked, as the little her nodded in delight.

“Hehe, I remember those days~” She cooed, placing her hands on her cheeks, daydreaming again. “Aw, young love~” She seemed to reminisce. “If only you knew… Sonic’s stomach sometimes seems stronger than his heart…” She sighed, putting her hands down and watching Classic Amy stuff one cookie with extra chips in it.

“But!” She took the tray and opened the oven, “These are for everyone! All our friends deserve a nice treat~ I’ll make sure yours get to little Sonic, though.” She assured her.

Pouting in impatience, little Amy just ate a chip, munching in annoyance.

When the smell began to carry,... Sonic and Classic Sonic sped by in a race, before both U-Turned and paused before the window. Their pose was exactly the same, sniffing the air by the open window and rubbing their hands together.

Bending down, Modern Sonic whispered to Classic Sonic’s ear… and a wicked look struck their faces…

“Ohh, look at them!” They had come out just fine! The cookies were perfect, even the extra chips seemed to melt in perfect delicious splendor. “Not a single burnt edge, too! Right on!” She high-fived her little self, who seemed to understand the old jargon, giving two thumbs up and then putting her bundled fists by her face.

“Alright, let me get the goodie baskets out and we’ll be serving these to the others in no time!” Amy waved her to stay right there and went into the other room…

Kicking her tiny legs off the edge of the counter, she whimsically hummed a tune in her head as two ‘blue shark fins’ stuck outside the window…

Then… a burst of wind, then another, almost knocking her over.

She looked around, but with each look, a swipe of a cookie!

She gasped, a Thief! A thief!

The last cookie was her extra-stuffed one!

Her eyes narrowed in determined fire.

She rose up and summoned her Piko Piko Hammer! Although, not nearly experienced enough with it as her Modern era was… she still held it tightly, now standing over the tray and shaking it about furiously.

Snickering with cookie crumbs on their muzzles, the two hid in the other room.

They peered in at her, debating on how to swipe the last cookie before a dark shadow rose in pink flames behind them…

The two were lifted by the scruff of their necks.

“Eh-heh-heh… Sorry, Amy.” Modern Sonic dared to apologize?

“You’re setting this right.” She fumed, plopping the two down as Classic Sonic struggled and then did an easter-egg animation of falling in a spin down to the ground.

He had a longer way to fall, obviously…

But Classic Amy… looked heartbroken.

He ate every cookie… but the one she specifically wanted to give him?

She was… was…

Tearing up? Yes, but then instantly, FURIOUS.

Modern Sonic was now balling up the new cookie dough, smiling as he felt the punishment was sufficient for the deed, but looked to see Classic Sonic huffing as though not wanting to do the work.

He grinned, “Come on, pal. You have to admit we were a bit naughty there.” He tried to encourage him, “It’s only right we help the Amys make some more, right?”

Folding his arms, legs spread out and butt firmly to the ground, he glared at Modern Sonic as though he could do whatever he wanted to, and swiped his head away from him as though sticking his nose up to ‘baking lessons with the girls’.

Sonic chuckled, his shoulders bouncing as he did so. “Ah, party-pooper, huh?”

He looked over to see Classic Amy angrily pounding the dough with her hammer, making big flat cookies and then slamming the chips in them…

The single, preserved, extra-stuffed cookie remained perfectly safe as the only cookie under a clear, glass lid.

He flinched at every hit, still smiling, recoiling as he knew what head she was imagining the cookie dough to be…

He looked to Classic Sonic, who although not sparing a glance her way, had a worried expression with a sweat drop down the side of his blue head…

Sonic sighed, “Guess it’s up to me to play matchmaker…” He looked over to Classic Amy.

Moving closer, he carefully held a hand to her hammer as she was pulling it up to hit the cookie dough again, and slid the tinfoil away from near her. “Looks like the meat is tenderized, Captain.” he teased her, and took a small chunk of it to place on the tray. “You know,... I never try and do anything to make you mad, right?”

His charming smile wasn’t gonna work this time..!

At least, that’s what she told herself.

She puffed up a cheek and hopped down from the counter, marching past the grumpy and caught Classic Sonic, and proceeded to pull out more ingredients as though to make even more cookie dough from scratch.

Sonic sighed, “I’m… not sure Amy wants to use all her cookie-” She threw it up to the top counter and continued to struggle to climb her way up it.

Sonic put his hands on his hips and lowered his torso to Classic Sonic, “You sure you aren’t going to help her?”

Classic Sonic continued to look annoyed…

Sonic smirked, and lightly pretended to pump Classic Amy, “Whoops..!”

She started to fall but was immediately caught by Classic Sonic, swooping in to then place her safely to the ground and go back to his grump spot on the floor.

“Hey, what a save! Way to go, Little Me!” He gave him a thumbs up and cheered, but he turned to face away from the two, this time.

Modern Amy came back in, baskets all done and decorated. “Hmm? What’s he doing on the floor?” She asked, placing them from her arms down on the dining room table.

“Ah, just a sore sport.” Sonic smiled, then opened the oven door. “Like this, right?”

Amy came over and began to show him how to safely place the trays in, since they–apparently–were making more than expected…

Sonic whispered to Amy the predicament of Classic Amy, being upset about something, maybe the cookies?

Modern Amy nodded, pointing discreetly with her thumb to the well-guarded, chip-stuffed cookie under the glass lid.

Sonic’s face looked of sweet understanding, and he grinned widely to Amy after tenderly taking a look at Classic Amy.

“She wouldn’t offer it to me, would she?” He inquired, and Modern Amy giggled into her hand, shaking her head as softly as possible so Classic Amy wouldn’t feel her secret love surprise gift was spoiled…

Sonic nodded, “Mind helping me out, then?” He and Amy began to plan together…

Amy asked Classic Amy to help tie some ribbons on the wooden gift baskets, and Classic Sonic was to await for the timer to go off to pull the trays out, having huge oven mittens on that he felt made him look RIDICULOUS.

They had girlie flower patterns on them… but he leaned against the oven door and yawned, before looking to see Classic Amy slapping the ribbons on the baskets.

The baskets would break at this rate… He sweat dropped, knowing it was probably him she was upset at.

But why should he do anything differently..?

He looked to see Sonic leaning in the other room and chatting with Amy… they looked so… relaxed? His world’s Amy was never that ‘calm’.

He looked back at her, and in his head, he tried to do the ‘evolution stages’ of how she began that.

Just didn’t add up.

He could have made a break for it… Hey, wait a sec.

He looked up at the window, still open!

His eyes twinkled in another wicked light of a thought.

He looked back over his shoulder, the Modern era selves wouldn’t know any better, and Classic Amy was-

As he scaled the kitchen counter as carefully as he could, he noticed the glass lid as he carefully tried to step away from it, but looked to see a note addressed, ‘Sonic’ with a swirl and flower drawn by it.

He looked back to Classic Amy, then lifted the lid and pulled out the letter.

It read: “Dear Sonic, with love, an extra special cookie for an extra special friend!”

He frowned deeply, regretting his actions for the first time as he realized how much sincere effort the girls must have went through to make the cookies… especially… one just for him.

He picked it up, seeing the perfect chocolate pieces and smiled, his heart being touched.

Next thing he knew, a hammer was lodged into his face, having been deployed with perfect precision and waaayyyy too much force.

The glass broke and Classic Sonic was covered in bandages… he looked to see Classic Amy worried, but the second she saw his eyes on her she puffed up a cheek and went back to placing the new batch of cookies in the gift baskets.

Sonic sighed, walking up to Classic Sonic who was sitting on the edge of the couch in the other room. “You can’t just let her be happy for a second?” He looked back at him, purposefully mocking him by tugging on one of his hurt ears. “What’d that poor girl ever do to you that you couldn’t at least let her give you a chocolate chip cookie herself?”

He glared with gritted teeth at his other universe self.

“It was my idea, you’re right.” Sonic let the ear go, “But I did the right thing afterwards… and I ended up being glad that I spent time with Amy.” He folded his arms and looked back at the perfect picture in the other room… “And you’re missing out on it.”

The open window let in invited sunlight, the two girls were cheerfully organizing the cookies in the gift baskets and smiling to one another.

“I bet… if you were reaaalllyyy nice… they might still give you that cookie.” He winked to him.

Classic Sonic didn’t like being talked down to … but he did feel bad about not giving Classic Amy the opportunity to present her ‘special cookie’ she made to him…

He grumbled, quietly shaking off and pulling the bandages off his head before jumping back down to the ground.

He twitched a bit, mostly rubbing his face where the hammer had hit him, and walked back into the kitchen.

Sonic smiled, knowing what would happen next.

“Hey, Amy?” He called, “Are you sure we have enough for everyone?”

“What?” Amy turned around, “I thought so… Didn’t you count?” She walked into the other room and the two slipped away, peeking in as Sonic whispered to her.

“You know, that letter was kind of genius, Amy.”

She giggled, “You’re just trying to get another ‘special’ cookie, too.”

“Yeah, well… where is mine?”

She laughed mutely and pulled out a HUGE heart-shaped cookie.

His eyes beamed, “Thank you, Amyyyy–Hey!” She pulled it away as he went to reach for it, then raced out the door.

“You’ll have to work harder than that for it!”

“Heh,” He smirked, raising an eyebrow, “How far of a lead do I give her?” He leaned against the door frame and watched her race away… then looked back into the kitchen.

Classic Sonic was helping Classic Amy, the two silently working in tandem until the last of the gift baskets were done…

He then pointed to the cookie, not showing his face, but clearly showing what he wanted her to do…

With his gaze down and him not showing his eyes to her… covered in a shroud of dark regret, she smiled and tapped her foot for him to give her a boost.

Helping her up, she took the cookie and held it to her chest, as Classic Sonic–as though being professional about this–also stood in front of her and took a deep breath.

He opened his eyes to be focused, narrowed, ready.

She nodded, and presented the cookie with a beautiful, open-smile on her face.

He gave her a small bow of his head, and took the cookie.

He opened his mouth, but also cracked a closed-eye to see if she was gonna hit him again.

Her hands were behind her back, face innocent and eyes closed… waiting… expecting.

Classic Sonic smiled and took a bite.

His teeth cracked.

She had replaced the cookie with a fake, cardboard one…

She laughed and laughed and pointed a finger as Classic Sonic twitched with the cardboard in his mouth, trying to still his anger.

Sonic smiled from the doorway, “Don’t remember her being that way…” He then realized… the Amys might have plotted while he thought only he and Amy were being cunning and smart.

“That little…” He turned to the doorway, “Rascal..!” He smirked and charged off after Amy…

It wasn’t about the cookie anymore…

I'm afraid I had to shut down the prompts for good, due to many duplicates and people submitting more than 2-3 requests into the inbox during and not during the time slot of the open asks. They mostly hid under Anon, but I have discovered some misclicked, using their name for one and then anon for another, helping me to see who was breaking the rules. Due to this, I can't fully trust the Cutie Community anymore. I'm so sorry, team… It's literally the actions of the few that ruined it for the whole ;-; Due to their actions, I had received waaaayyyy too many prompts. It's overwhelming, unfair, and emotional since I did this project as a way to have fun with my community, not requiring commission requests of a dollar. I feel abused and deceived. I'll probably make a post of who did what, but I also don't want them to get harassed… I just want everyone to be aware and know that this is no longer acceptable, and has caused these unfortunate circumstances. There are many reasons as to why the permanent shutdown happened for prompt requests, but this broke my heart–the last straw that cracked the grandma camel's back. Though, again, I'm also an adult with life stuff going on, so there's that, too XD

I will not be taking requests for fanfictions either, but I do intend to write my own works–including fanfiction! So stay tuned for more exciting updates :3 (I'm not mad at everyone, just disappointed in the few ;)b) I recently published the first chapter of a Kingdom Hearts fanwork, so I hope you know many exciting 'original/fanworks' are coming in the future! 3

I'm so incredibly excited for the 'One-Chapter Challenge!' event! It's where I post one chapter of many different original stories I've had acclimated over the years. ^^ I hope you enjoy that.

I also have plans to update and finish my continuing fanfictions as well as just concluding things. Season 2s have to get started, too. Editing has been a NIGHTMARE so let's hope this loooonnngggg break will serve me–and hopefully, as a result, you patient Cuties–as well!

Prompt:

Amy was picking at some rust that had started building on the ring of her Piko Piko Hammer. She was hanging out on top of some storage boxes when the crowd gave off a sound of shock, and she looked over to see Shadow huffing and puffing.

Silver floated down and looked ready for more, as Shadow raised a hand up and the two lightly smiled in respect, smacking hands together to show an end of the spar.

"Well done." Sonic clapped, looking to Tails as he leaned against another storage box. "You want a turn, bud?"

"Nah, I'm pooped. Who do you think wore down, Shadow?" Tails teased, and Amy smiled at seeing everyone getting along.

She looked back at her hammer… Taking a deep breath, she thought about all the distress calls she had been getting over the intercoms… It was a lot for her heart to handle. Having Sonic back gave her some respite, but its honestly true that she hadn't fought in some time.

"Oh, come on. I'm itching for at least one round." Sonic, antsy as ever, couldn't stay in one place too long.

He stretched out his arms and shook his hands out, walking into the 'boxing' ring the Forces had set up for both entertainment and staying active with exercise.

Those 'illusions' as they were now being called were still everywhere, and sometimes, you didn't have a Wispon on you for safety.

Amy looked around, seeing no one really wanting to go up again THE Sonic The Hedgehog. Recently revived from seemingly the grave, the Forces were too respectful of their 'light of hope' to dare challenge him… even for a friendly spar.

"... Really? No one? Silver?" Sonic held out his arms to the masses, then gestured to Silver, walking over to him but he held up his hands and shook them–along with his head.

"Woa-woa-woah. Sorry, Sonic. Even I need a bit of a breather…" Silver honestly gave him his apology but looked too roughed up to just dart back into the fray.

Sonic's eyes looked a bit perplexed, wondering why everyone was so hesitant. "Come on, guys. I may have been tortured for a couple of months, but I'm not fragile." Sonic struck his signature pose. The back of his heel hit the side-arch of his other foot, then he wagged a finger upwards and turned his head, smirking.

Amy looked back at her hammer, gauging the weight of it. It slowly slipped a little from her grasp, and she lazily brought it back to herself, balancing it on her teetering palm. She realized… Sonic probably didn't want to be treated any differently. He hated the 'special' treatment when it came to things like competition or sports… It's why he rode an Airgear or drove a Car when competing in other events.

It was really him verses himself, mostly… challenging his own limits was something Sonic just naturally did on his own… far before Eggman ever showed up…

Amy finally sighed and jumped down, "I'll take you on!" She cheered, as the crowd gasped and moved aside for her to walk through them.

With her hammer over her shoulder, she gave a small curtsey to Sonic, still being lady-like as she then struck her hammer down to her side, creating an echoing, hollow bang that carried throughout the bunker…

However, when Sonic turned to address her, he looked… disappointed?

Uncertain?

"Amy…" he groaned slightly, and she knew that look.

Back when they met with the Babylon Rogues, he had made the same face and same responsive look of weariness… Turning away from her and looking down at the ground.

She didn't 'like' that look, per se, but she knew how to counter it.

"Alright with a friendly spar against an old friend, Sonic?"

Amy looked behind her to see Knuckles, who jokingly sneered and 'heh'd out the side of his jeering smirk.

He bobbed his chin up slightly, encouraging Amy to stand her ground.

She smiled, he must of known she hadn't 'stretched her hammer arm' in quite sometime, too.

"We all need a little stress reliever." She commented, "Wouldn't hurt to take someone on, right?"

Sonic slowly stood towards her, pivoting and adjusting his footing to do so. He gave a weak hand out as he gestured with it to speak, which made Amy feel like he was faking being tired.

"It's not that I don't think it'd be fair, it's just…"

"Something the matter?" Amy knew energy picked Sonic right up! She would give him that, and twirled her hammer about.

The crowd was in awe, 'Ooh'ing at her skill and precision with the hammer. She threw it up after a few baton twirls and caught it behind her, winking to Sonic and striking a pose with her leg up.

The crowd roared in approval, clapping and cheering.

"Heh," That did it. Sonic's smirk returned, and he looked more determined now.

There's nothing Sonic wouldn't do to please his own ego.

He punched the air a few times, jumped for the crowd with a spinning kick, and landed with fighter's bob–one foot behind him and the other in front, lightly moving back and forth in soft hops.

"You're right, Amy! Knuckles! Can't let my friends rust away like old bones..!"

He charged with super speed at Amy, who immediately went to spin her hammer in front of herself as a guard… but he jumped to the left…

Was it a false start? A bait and jab?

She jumped the opposite way, not pursuing, and stood to await his next charge.

But… he rounded the crowd, watching her as the crowd reached out to try and have his quills touch their fingertips… very much like fans do.

However… one fan pulled.

"Ow!" Sonic rocked a moment, feeling some spines on his hedgehog head had gotten pulled out. He rubbed and scratched at it, moving away from the crowd.

Someone cried out, "Hey! Don't do that!" To defend Sonic, but Sonic paid it no mind.

He wasn't used to the crowds being so close during any of his adventures, but it was an enclosed space. That, and there were kids and their families about taking shelter from the Egg-Empire out there… One might have just gotten excited.

He really, seriously didn't dwell on it as he noticed Amy getting confused.

Her expressions were always so easily seen on her face… He smiled, thinking that her tells were cute but exploitable.

He had to be subtle, he supposed…

He saw her moving to the center of the boxing ring, perhaps thinking he was trying to corral her in and attack her from the sides… she'd have no mobility but plenty of time to pivot swiftly if she just needed to turn to block his attacks.

He purposefully slowed down… He had heard that she had suffered the most when he was cooped up and beaten down by Zavok for revenge.

He spun into a ball and began to run into her hammer. Any time she lifted it, he perfectly hit against it, skidding to a turn when he was knocked away.

'What's he doing..?' Amy thought, noticing how she was 'constantly' hitting him away.

"Sonic… You-!" Noticing he was going too easy on her, she walloped a strong swing, like a pro golfer to see if he would allow himself to take the hit.

Sure enough, he hadn't gauged the strength before ramming into the center of her hammer, and getting flown off across the wide expanse of the underground bunker.

The crowd gave horrified cries before he landed his feet, legs bent against one of the horizontally structured support beams in the rafters above.

He grinned, he could tell she hit him hard as a way to scold him for making her look so good…

"What's wrong, Amy?" He teased, "Don't like winning?"

She growled out of the side of her mouth, playing along. "Not when it's not earned, Sonic! Come on…" She took a finger out and wiggled it as a 'come 'ere' gesture, egging him into coming back down. "Don't want me to notice you've been kissing the face of my hammer..?"

His eye twitched, his grip on the beam steadied himself but he launched off of it and went for a punch.

Amy had plenty of time to dodge, bending back and flipping her body about to dodge his on-coming-...

Ugh… He was still being too slow!

"That does it!" Her eyebrow twitched, and she gave off a flurry of blows he blocked with his bare–er, uh–gloved hands.

These were blunt, direct hits to his fists… He must be feeling that…

"Sonic..!" She was getting annoyed now, "Why aren't you fighting me? For real!" She huffed as she threw her hammer to make one of his arms go flying up and behind him.

She rammed the top of her hammer into his stomach, forcing him to hobble back and lose his footing.

"You're never this way with the others!"

Her mad expression made Sonic sweat a little bit down the side of his face, giving a false smile as he grew a bit nervous.

"You sure this isn't wearing you out already, Amy?" He didn't mean to come off insulting; he just didn't realize how much pent-up energy she really had.

Yes, she had been depressed, but that never stopped her heart from hoping.

In her dreams, she felt he was alive, and never gave up that spark. She kept it close to herself, and when the time came that it was announced to the Forces that their hero was recovering instantly from his trauma, she let it all go.

She had cried in joy, she had felt the weight come off in relief.

She had felt that, even if the rest of the world accepted Sonic's disappearance as his death, she would hold on and be the last source of light remaining till the end of the world…

Till the end of time…

"You're disregarding me..!" She felt her grip on her hammer's hilt tighten. "You're putting to shame all the hope I built for you!"

Sonic was caught offguard and lowered his fists.

She held her hammer down by her side, bending her legs, shaking her arms that were finally feeling a heat to them which hadn't happened in a long, long time…

"I worked so hard… I made sure no one lost hope in you… I, especially, wouldn't back down!" She lowered her head.

The crowd listened in… even Knuckles, Tails, Shadow, and Silver were all ears on this one…

They had seen how his disappearance impacted her… They were wondering if she was offended by his 'taking it easy with her' stance throughout the fight.

Yes, they could tell he was also faking a real sparring match with her, too.

"I had prayed and hoped that you would gain your strength back. That you would come back in a blaze of glory… to take back the lands we've lost!"

The whole of the crowd went silent, but everyone's hands were on their hearts.

She lifted her head up, furious..!

"Don't take our righteous desires to have you well and in fighting shape… and put them to shame!"

Sonic was deeply touched.

His eyes softened as the bottom of his eyelids came up. "Amy…" This time, there was a silent appreciation to his breathless voice… Not a groan, not looking away, but acceptance that Amy wasn't so easily 'tired out' at all.

She was eternally tenacious and spunky.

As though his theme song was playing in his head, he launched as though a gust of wind, his knee coming into Amy's forehead and pushing her back.

He pushed off of her as she stumbled, flew up into the air, and spun as he crashed his head directly against hers yet again… causing her to fall as he rolled into a ball and jabbed her stomach once before uncurling and looking behind him at the carnage.

Amy–hilariously–spread out on the ground and gave a wheezy, "Ahhh…" As the last of her air came out at such a quick turnaround by Sonic.

A kid in the crowd went, "Ouchie."

The crowd immediately gave Sonic's his laurels with cheers, but then also clapped and gave honors to Amy's bravery and speech as well.

Sonic smiled and turned to take a knee and extend his hand out to Amy. "You did ask for it." He said that with a tenderness that only Amy could pick up on, as she sighed and took his hand, letting her help him up.

As he did, she whammed her hammer down on his head, causing the crowd to flinch and cringe back, "Oooohh…"

"Yep, I didn't deserve that." Sonic kid, and flopped to the ground.

Amy giggled slightly, pulling the hammer away and propping him back up, too. "That's for the sly comment in the beginning." She flipped her hair back, "But don't worry…" She gave him a small kiss on the cheek. "That's for being handsomely kind about taking me seriously."

He rolled his eyes as the crowd 'aw'd.

He wiped the kiss off his cheek, "You take too many liberties,... Amy." He gave her a playful look and she just giggled and blushed.

However… later on… Amy started hearing 'ding!'s on her Miles-Electric. It was so late at night, she was snuggled so wonderfully in her comfy, large but dusty blankets that she wondered if something horrible had happened.

She rolled over in her military-like bedding and picked up the device.

Her eyes shrunk at what she read.

Later, a meeting was called, as Knuckles was giving orders out to Sonic, Little Sonic, and the rest of the crew before holding up Amy's Miles-Electric.

She held her arm as he addressed the threatening messages… So many of them… Claiming Amy was fake, petty, and disrespected Sonic that she should be banished to the cruel metallic world outside of the bunker. Apparently, someone had misunderstood her battle with Sonic, and took to taking a stand against it.

"That's stupid." Sonic shook his head out, putting his hands defensively on his hips, "Me and Amy always have tufts, same as the rest of you." He gestured to Amy, who sweetly found that an odd reply, but shrugged as she wasn't sure how to go about someone 'actively hating her' either…

"Either way, we can't stand for this division." Knuckles placed the Miles-Electric down on the table, then put both–large and mittened hands–down on the counter. "I've asked Tails to track the culprit. They sound hostile and fanatical. We can't have tensions rising over crude matters like this. We have Infinite to worry about… People's emotions are already slowly cracking their resolves… We can't let things like this spiral out of our control. We'll lose them. More than any of our current losses can make up for…"

Silver looked at the device, then to Amy. "Are you… gonna be okay staying at the base? With all this going on… We're worried about you." He was correct to suspect some malicious trick coming if things didn't get handled shortly.

"Is there anything we can do?" Tails took the Miles-Electric, "These are highly secured channels amongst the few of us… I'm surprised anyone even got a hold of one to send such threats across…" He began to click some buttons, looking into it right away.

"... My question is… Have you noticed anything radical towards your return, Sonic? With any unusual interactions with anyone?" Shadow investigated directly at the source of idolization… Sonic himself.

Sonic folded his arms, shifting his weight, thinking hard as he stared at the ground… he was already pretty upset by this news… Who would want to hurt Amy?

"... There was… something." He looked away, as everyone pulled in closer.

"During the match with Amy… someone pulled out some of my quills." He pointed to the area, "I figured some kid got excited, but it was… stronger than that. It felt intentional." He then dropped the hand and looked to Little Him. "I think protecting Amy should be handled… Let's get the new Recruit to do it!"

Little Sonic nodded, sitting up on the table with his feet wiggling every now and then before agreeing with Sonic that this would be a good job for them.

Knuckles nodded, "Alright, that's a good call." He looked to the Recruit, who's eyes glazed over to Knuckles, then Amy…

"Think you've got what it takes to keep her safe?"

The Recruit nodded, taking it what looked like… seriously…

However,...

The Recruit knew who the culprit was…

And when they came to try and hurt Amy, used their grappling cord to fight them away.

Amy had no idea, neither did the rest of the team.

The Rookie single-handedly took down the fanatic, and reported the missing quills to Sonic…

After taking them in his hands, he gripped them hard within his grasp, nodding.

"Thanks." He simply said, but he was gritting his teeth.

Little Sonic worriedly looked between the two.

Sonic pulled back his emotions, giving the best smile he could to them. "Rookie, this means a lot. I know I can trust you now." He nodded to them, "I'm gonna tell the others… and check on Amy."

The Recruit saluted, but… They put a hand on Sonic's shoulder, as though to comfort him.

After their interaction, Amy was attacked again.

Sonic and the others soon realized that it wasn't just one person… the Recruit was also apart of a terrible fanclub… They were removed from position and Amy was put permanently back on Coms… They didn't want to risk her getting involved in social dramas again…

She was out of the public eye… cooped up in a small room with a head-mic and multiple screens again…

Little Sonic delivered her some soup and a warm beverage.

She patted his head, thanking him, before noticing a note.

Reading it… Amy covered her mouth, and rushed to the surface above the bunker.

There, she found Sonic. After the battle, he had set up in the desolate wasteland a…

Picnic.

"To think… There was a whole organization trying to hurt you…" Sonic had been pretty pleasant the evening, except for this one moment.

Amy stopped eating her sandwich to watch him, wondering how to comfort him after he believed the corrupted Recruit.

"It's not your fault, Sonic." She put a hand to his shoulder, and he remembered what the Recruit did.

He gently moved her hand from his shoulder… back to the blanket… but left his hand on top of hers.

"It doesn't make it right… I should have… I keep thinking everything's alright now. But during the match… I wonder if I should have said more about how we naturally are… How could anyone hate you, Amy?"

That last line hit her. His downcasted gaze as though he had failed somehow…

"Oh, Sonic. They don't know you like I know you." Amy took her hand and lightly rubbed by his ears…

He didn't even try to stop her… Which showed how lost in his thoughts he was.

"Nothing Infinite did or said got to me… I knew I could handle it and everyone would be okay." Sonic admitted.

"But you…" He lifted his head, looking into her emerald, kind eyes now. "Amy… What if I take you for granted?"

Amy pulled back her hand and giggled into it.

"I admit, I was pretty scared." She pulled her legs up under her hooped skirt, moving them off to the side. "But… you still are doubting my abilities, Sonic."

She pulled out her hammer, pointing to the rust that used to be there.

"I'm used to people thinking something weird about us… How I'm the fanatical one." She snickered, but Sonic narrowed his eyes, not liking how jokingly she was being about that.

"Doesn't that… hurt you, though?"

"Do you think I'm crazed?" She lifted an eyebrow up, and Sonic pulled back his lips into his mouth.

She gasped and went to strike him but he took her wrists to stop her. Allowing her to overpower him, he laid on the picnic blanket as she climbed over him.

"You-! I'm tougher than that, Sonic The Hedgehog!"

"You are my biggest fan!"

"Is that a fat joke?"

"You know it's not!"

"Ooohhh..! I'm not a weird zealot, Sonic!"

"You are my most devoted, though."

She kicked about but realized… he wasn't letting her get off of him either.

"Huh?" She looked at her position… then back down at him.

Her hammer rested by his face, as he seemed to just… be taking her in.

Their expressions turned into a timeless moment… and for the first time… Amy really noticed Sonic's eyes trying to… She wasn't sure.

Was he memorizing her? Taking in the sun behind them, the open sky behind her head..?

No… He was truly appreciating her. Inside and out, he was realizing how much her influence in his life meant to him… to saving the world, too.

"I believe in you, too." He said it so softly… She got spooked!

She tried to move off of him, "W-What's gotten into you, Sonic? I didn't get knocked out or anything-woah!"

She was pulled back to now laying on his chest… blushing at how odd this behavior was from him.

Placing his mouth by her three propped-up bangs, he took a deep breath.

"Back when I was being tortured… They would say awful things about the war… Lies to try and break me… Nothing ever stuck, though. I knew you guys would pull through… I gave you the same faith you gave to me, Amy… And for someone, or for any other people outside of who really know us, to accuse you of being fake… or dishonest… or not really rooting for each other..? Doesn't that mean I should have threats towards me by your zealot fans, too?"

Amy held her breath.

"... N-... No one really likes me like we all like you, Sonic…" She smushed her nose into his chest, trying to hold back being emotional… it was hard, she was already feeling her chest building with the warmth that didn't feel comfortable… it was like tears about to gush out of her eyes and all her fears and anxiety coming up all at once.

That would overwhelm him… That wouldn't be good-

Something wet hit her head.

Sonic sniffled, letting her go and pulling her away as he rubbed his eyes, pulling his head completely back so Amy couldn't see him.

'Wait…'

Amy moved off of him, but realizing men don't like to be seen as 'emotional' darted her eyes about and looked away…

She faced her back to him… but couldn't help but… peek over her shoulder, seeing him lift a leg up and kick it towards the sky.

"Screw fans! Screw fanatics..! Can't friends just be happy picking on each other, sometimes? Aren't we allowed to scrap and buttheads, at times?"

Amy smiled.

"Aren't we supposed to hold back against a girl in a fight? Think about them first before ourselves? Realize they've been hurting… they've been hurting because of you for so long… that it's only right to hold back how much you've been hurting? Thinking you could have failed them?"

Amy's smile disappeared, replaced by understanding.

Empathy overtook her, and she lay down by Sonic's side, as he kept spouting out more of what must have been kept so close to his chest… that it was only now coming out once Eggman and Infinite had been truly defeated at last…

"Aren't we allowed to just be ourselves? Be flawed. Worried about the other. Have misunderstandings. Be vulnerable towards each other… Nothing can stop me from wanting to save or protect my friends… Your words were so you, Amy… You're not fake, or a fake 'fan' either. You're my friend. You know me. It's gonna take some stupid idiot to think you're not."

"Sonic…"

"And another thing-"

"Stop,... stop it, you're gonna make me crrryyy..!"

Amy's eyes burst with cartoony tears and Sonic was already covering his own. He peeked and burst out laughing.

He clutched his stomach, lifting his feet up to kick them out a moment. "I've been all over the world… I can't say I 'hate' people… but they really shouldn't think they know me, or my friends, either."

"... I was pretty scared… but I never gave up on you, Sonic. And even though we trusted the wrong people… there were plenty of Recruits and Rookies who do love and support us… I think… Some people just take it too far, sometimes…"

"Yeah… Let's just forget about people." Sonic turned and hugged her, and it made her squee.

"War is a weird thing." Amy commented, "Makes people do weird stuff…"

"Yeah… Well, I'm more determined than ever to make sure we never have another war again!"

Amy laughed through her tears…

She had never felt more loved and known than in that moment… where Sonic and her were the only two people in the world… so it felt like… so it seemed…

WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN–A LOOSE CANON FIRE FROM AN EGGBOT. SONIC JUMPS UP WITH AMY IN HAND, CHARGING FORTH AND TAKES IT OUT AND-

We all love a good Super Dark Sonamy, don’t we? XD Why not… both? In the same episode? :D lolol

Prompt:

It’s night.

Amy was told that Sonic’s quills had become as dark as the beautiful starry sky before her, missing him as astrologists missed those brilliant sights during the day.

Seeing the expanse of space again, she clutched her heart with one hand, looking around the forest, hoping she might catch the hurried hustle of a leafy breeze trying to scurry away into the dark.

“Sonic?” She did feel that wind, a sensation of something watching her was afoot… She just knew it.

“Sonic…” Her voice became more firm, her arched eyebrows now flattening out against her emerald pupils, suspiciously turning about.

“I know you’re going through… something.” She circled as she walked forward, trying to glimpse the very thing most avid fans or even normal eyes couldn’t trace well enough to sneak a peek at the infamous hedgehog.

“... Where are you?” Her voice became softer, almost enticing.

Something stirred in a nearby bush. The trees gently released some of their foliage, as though to signal to Amy that the wind she was seeking had rested here a moment… watching her from afar.

Amy’s eyes scanned multiple spots of the scene, before her eyes lit up like the moon above her, darting to the bush.

She lowered one hand to the ground, not fully crawling yet, but trying to see into the bush…

Her eyes squinted, before a hollow glow of white and black shown through on the other side…

She gasped, moving back and stumbling to now being on her bum, continuing to kick away as Sonic’s darker form moved out of the bush… getting back onto two legs as though moments prior, he was stalking a strange but comforting sound…

“Sonic…” Her eyes widened at the new sight…

Sonic stood tall, the moon behind him, as though to show its white glow was of the same intensity as his eyes now…

Amy searched for meaning, trying to find some expression in such a blank gaze… Like looking at a fiery piece of paper and realizing… whatever was there, would need a trained eye to coax the ink back out into the front, and read the delicate and suffering message upon it.

“Woah…” It was a mystery, but she turned her body to the side and slowly got back up, seeing this ‘new Sonic’ wasn’t going to hurt her.

Sonic would never hurt Amy…

She looked to the side of him, tilting her head almost comically to the side, threatening to fall over. “You’re…” She then smiled, circling him and giggling into a distant hand.

“You’re not a beast!” She laughed lightheartedly, making Sonic’s eyebrows raise as one went down with a slight crick of his head to show some stalled humor in that.

She chuckled again at his expression, “There you are.” She placed her hands on both sides of his face, recognizing the expression… “Buuttt… Hmm…” She looked around his eyes, “I still don’t see… the thing I love most about your face, Sonic…” She repositioned her footing, always having this sort of… cute wobble of instability about her stance.

“Emm… Where are they?” She lightly rubbed a thumb over his cheek, as he stared at her… nothing but white and the darkness coaxing his figure… But he visibly relaxed in her hold.

She ducked her nose down as she saw his eyelids close… After a few moments of silence, the shadowy body began to brighten back to a normal blue, and the wispy aura of dark emotions slowly ceased.

He flexed out his white gloves, and she lifted one hand off his cheek to look down at the sound of the tight fabric stretching.

“Thanks… Amy.”

Amy flinched the other hand off and skittered back in three, exactly small, steps before holding her hands up and slowly lowering them in her startlement at him speaking again.

“You okay?” She chimed, and put her hands behind her back, as he nodded with a signature smile.

“Never better..!” He flicked his nose in his iconic way, his eyes blinking back to life as their lime green color had returned like sunlit, grassy meadows.

“What brings you all the way out here?” He joked, trying to not show how much her company had meant to him.

After all, it was obvious there had been a change in him, need more be said?

She closed her own eyes, bowing her head in a slight giggle at his reluctance to speak further about what he must have been feeling, but pepped up to cheer him up even further. “Right.” She flared her arms out in a girlish manner to her sides, curving her wrists up slightly, as her noodly arms sweetly bent to show a ‘cute’ demeanour of play at work.

“Must of just been me.”

She nodded, then turned her head while keeping her curious eyes at him, as though one last final attempt to invite him to confess something.

But he nodded, showing that whatever she had done for him, it was enough. “Yeah. Thanks a heap… Amy.”

There was a loud crash while the two shared a warm smile of gratitude, and Sonic looked up at the sky behind his head.

His eyes looked as though the same thing that plagued them before… was threatening to do the same.

“What was that?” Amy reached out for Sonic, but her eyes never left the sky where he was staring at. Her footsteps leaned… before suddenly rushing in a clumsy manner to be beside him.

Sonic said nothing…

He looked serious, though, pulling out the Chaos Emeralds and looking them over.

She curiously followed his gaze, looking at their shimmering forms, before back up at Sonic.

“You’ve… collected them all?” She asked.

“Yeah… Me, Tails, and Knuckles did.” He nodded, confirming it. “We… We thought we needed them.”

That melancholy response… Amy suddenly felt a tightening in her chest, and held Sonic’s arm, making him look over at it.

“That seems… ominous. Or maybe… You didn’t need them… after all?” She tilted her head again, trying to light but also making humor her go-to to keep Sonic his usual, cheery self as well.

He looked to her with such eyes that made her drop her smile, which was what he always tried to avoid the most.

“It’s nothing.” He looked into each one of her eyes before speaking that, and put the relics of old power back into his back spikes. “It just means… I need a little bit more of your help this time around.”

His usual charm returning slightly, Amy straightened up and moved a little to give him room, putting her hands up by her cheeks, “Right! Tell me what I need to do!” She answered with enthusiasm, and he grinned at such a wonderful girl.

“There’s the right attitude.” He agreed, and held out his hand. “I need you… to keep me from that sound.”

“... Huh?” Amy was suddenly, figuratively knocked into left field. “D-Distracted?” She looked towards the direction where the sound came from.

However… Sonic didn’t dare look back.

“Yep!” With energy, he seemed to speak as though nothing was wrong. “Shouldn’t be too hard! I can’t go over there, that’s all.”

… That was never all…

Amy’s eyes looked worriedly towards that direction, seeing faded lights flashing from something in the misty fog… or was it… smoke?

“Keeping you from adventure… seems like an unlikely task…” She couldn’t help it, although she meant it in another way to cope through humor, her efforts to keep the mood light and happy were fading fast.

She looked at the hand that was still outstretched to her… something felt… not right.

Seeing he had made her worry… that was the second strike two in his pride’s ball game.

Women shouldn’t look so afraid… none of his friends should.

“Good thing you’re not a novice.” That bright, airy chime from him rose a fantastic, shining energy from within herself.

She looked at him with a genuinely overjoyed smile, opening her mouth to say something, before seeing his expression… was like it was locked into place…

She closed her mouth, nodding. “Right… Right, I’ll help you out.” She didn’t know why he couldn’t go back, but took his wrist and started to walk briskly in the other direction.

After a while, it felt like Sonic’s feet were sagging… more sounds of muffled gun fire… No,... Canons….

Tails had messaged her about Sonic’s last location, but she hadn’t heard from him sense.

She wanted to look back… but she worried she’d see her hero downhearted… she couldn’t bear to fail him now!

“Sonic, look!” She stopped her stride to point to a stream of light, “A shooting star!”

She didn’t hear anything, but felt his arm pull back slightly, as though before, he was slouching and now… standing taller to look up at the night’s sky.

“You know what that means, right?” She cheerily tried to keep herself from looking behind her…

She nodded, “You get to make a wish with-... Ah…”

She couldn’t help it. She lifted a finger to make a fact and turned around.

Her heart almost hit her knees…

It later fumbled off them and fell flat, even without a bounce, by her feet.

Sonic wasn’t staring at the sky anymore… he was fully turned to look back with roaming eyes at the sounds behind them… the sounds he had asked her to keep his attention away from.

“... Ohhhw, a simple walk isn’t gonna cut it!” She turned back to the front, mostly annoyed with herself, and then released somewhat her hold on his wrist.

Going down the hand, she gripped with such force his hand, making him turn to look at her first, then his hand, then back to her as she pulled him forward.

“W-Woah..!” He wobbled onto the leg he was forced to balance on while his other arm flailed a second in circles in the air.

But reaching to his quills, Amy ruffled her hands through them, and in still-frames, Sonic and her made funny poses as she kept rummaging through his quills to find what she was looking for.

“Ow! Ohh! Aye! Stop that!” Sonic had said in each pose.

“D’oh, you-, quit fussying! Hey! Got it!” She pulled out an Chaos Emerald, letting it bask a moment in the moonlight as she helt it up. “This will do the trick.” She winked back at him.

“Sonic, it’s time!” She held the Chaos Emerald in front of him, “To go Super Sonic!”

He blinked a moment, but the music swelled and he nodded, smirking at her idea. “You know what..? I think you’re right!”

He threw out his other free hand and gripped the Chaos Emerald, also taking her hand that was holding it in the process.

The music suddenly stilled as the other Chaos Emeralds took their place in a circle, their lights now rivaling that of both the flashes in the distance, and the moon’s jealous but curious throne.

As they surrounded them, spinning to slowly rush into the center of Sonic’s being, he pulled Amy into a tight hug.

She let out a cute grunt of startlement… before closing her eyes tight by his shoulder when the light became too much for them.

When the brightness dissipated… she looked up with batted lashes.

“Sonic!” She cheered, as he was radiantly glowing the golden blonde of her hero’s final form.

He smiled kindly to her, and as though out of appreciation, followed through with her plan as though having read it cover to cover.

Since both hands were still holding her own, he gently guided her to step on his feet, which was a bit of an awkward ‘lightbulb’ moment for Amy because she wasn’t sure what he meant until he looked down to show her.

He tapped his foot and she realized he wanted her to step up onto it.

“But… it might ruin the white?” She stated, but he just chuckled at that, his shoulders bouncing.

“Only you’d think of something like that in a time like this… Amy.” He seemed to end that sentence with a beautiful crescendo of affection for her.

Mesmerized by that switch-up, Amy leaned in. “Ohhhh…” She was smitten by it, and stepped up onto his feet.

“W-Woah..!” She wobbled as he pushed off the ground, slowly drifting into the air.

He closed his eyes and laughed, trying to use her head to block his sight of the ‘fight’ happening behind her.

“Shall we?” He knew what he needed to do now.

“Hmm?” She tilted her head, and he flew in a few silly twirls of their bodies, laughing at her trying to stay upright. “Sooniiicc..!!” , “Hahaha..!”

They flew over a lake, and he slightly brought one of his feet away from her own, gesturing with his nose for her to dip her shoe’s toe in at the top of the water.

She did so, but looked confused why, until her face lit up as he dragged her over the surface of it.

Reeling her somewhat back, she instinctively leaned her body down, ready…

He threw her forward and she jumped, perfectly in time with him, as though his actions were her favorite novel… she knew now that he read her intentions perfectly from before.

She stepped against the water three times, more like skipped, because of how powerful Sonic’s throw had been, before spreading her arms out wide and making her body as long and thin as possible–knowing what would come next.

A waterfall… but before she gravity could try and claim her into a falling decent, Sonic spun into a perfect catch, hugging her waist.

She kicked the air a few times, as though that would ‘somehow’ help him soar higher, and he rose over the treetops to carry them far above where the flickies below were watching them.

He then simply tossed her lightly into the air, as she struck a ballerina’s post with elegance, and after a minor chuckle, spun around to catch her again and continue on their flight… in the opposite direction… trying to get it as far behind him as possible.

Or… was he..?

He looped back, stopping in the air to watch the faded lights…

“Ah… uhhhh, Sonic! Sonic! L-look over there!” Amy searched the ground, but then pointed randomly to try and keep her mission a success. “Sooniiiccc-!!!”

“Hmm?” He looked back down, lightly pivoting their bodies to a ‘swish’ in the air.

Suddenly… through Amy’s squinted eye, trying to stay in Sonic’s arms… Colors of lights…

She looked down, as Sonic smiled with a smirk.

“They’re finally here…”

“Who’s here..?” Amy curiously leaned down, but was slipping out of Sonic’s grasp. “A-ah-Ah!!!” She quickly reached back to fling her arms around his neck, now perfectly in front of him, her feet hilariously sticking her bum out as she got both feet back to Sonic’s, who had stuck them out once realizing she was slipping out of his arms.

They stared at each other… but Sonic with his usual smile and her-…her breath taken away to step back into her throat, pushing at the back of it as though blushing too shyly to confront him so up close…

Her muzzle began to turn pink, but he just tilted his head… “Something… the matter, Amy?” He lightly teased her.

His eyes flickered down to the growing bundle of different colored lights, then back to her eyes, “... You weren’t thinking of diving down to join them… leaving me all up here alone now… were you?”

She slowly, cutely shook her head in response, pulling her head down and back from him.

He could hear her swallow hard and his nose twitched just above her cheek he was inherently finding himself tilting into.

“Oh..? You sure about that?” He suddenly twisted his head to the side of her bluntly reddening face at this point, having leaned like this to have his mouth angled up towards her ears on the top of her head, meaning she could now only see his mischievous, toothy grin at knowing what he was doing to her.

“Oh!” She turned away, closing her eyes in embarrassment and pulling away from him. “Soonniic-ic-ic-ahhh!!!” He purposefully, slowly moved his arms away and off from around her waist, looking as though a bird about to take flight, and dipped her down, “Don’t let me stop you, Amyyyy!!!”

As she cried out, falling through the air, a beautiful array of–… blobs..?–rushed by her before a few caught her feet and backside.

She felt like she was trying to balance on blocky rollerskates, but no blades…

“W-Woah-Woah..!” Trying to keep her balance, the Wisps all seemed to giggle in their coded language, keeping her upright and spinning her about until she was fully able to use her arms to correct her stature.

Sonic flew down, a sly-hog if there ever was one, hands behind his back, and bowing almost to see her funny expression.

“Meet my friends, Amy..!” He beamed.

“Fellas, help a hedgehog out here!” He rose a hand up to gesture for a few to come back down from the sky, and parted a ways away from Amy as they all started to form a beautiful… disco floor?

The colors began to move up and down, as though they were dancing, and Sonic swooped in to grab Amy and start dancing her on their heads.

The tips of some, the blocky footholds of others, and so on.

It was a lovely time~ Sonic kicking his feet as he bent a knee on each head, letting Amy be held up by the Wisps at her feet and one carefully keeping her back from leaning too far one way or the other.

It would wrap its arms under her armpits to help her out as Sonic held one of her hands, and let the other hopelessly, desperately cling to him.

He thought this was the funniest thing, and eventually, Amy did smile and start to enjoy the ‘impromptu waltz’ among the colorful stars…

“W-wait…” She blinked, having to bring herself back to reality. “W-Why are your ‘friends’ here, though?”

Sonic slowly brought their dance to a halt, and smiled easily to her questions, but also looked a bit uneased…

“Don’t you…” She stopped that first question, not wanting to remind him of the scene behind them… She looked down, thinking…

“H-How’d you know they would show up?” She looked back up at him, “Aren’t they from… space? They were following the river, towards the lake… and…” She realized she didn’t know the landscape as well as she thought she had.

Sonic nodded, turning to hold her against his chest, now raising both legs up and letting her lay on him like a hammock suspended in the air.

“I was told to wait for their signal… I’m guessing this means they’ve done what they needed to.” He looked back to Amy, “I was pretty upset… Being told to just… sit by and let all that destruction happen… without doing anything about it yet.” He moved a layer of her quill out of her face, making her almost entranced by the rainbowic colors of Wisps flying below them and mingling one with each other… and then… him.

Simply the man of her dreams~

“You know how I hate to wait and be on ‘standby’... So, I… I asked you to help me.” He seemed to be leaving out some crucial details… like, actively avoiding why he was in that… strange… darker form just now.

But…

She remembered what he said. Leaving the past there, in fading memory, and only thinking of the bright moment before her.

Looking on either side of him, she pulled her wrists up, still using his chest as support, and then…

“Weeeeellll~” She skimmed them back down, up into his thin fur as his expression completely changed, his plan… backfiring on him suddenly.

He looked down at her fingers paving through the soft belly and chest fur on himself before looking up at her as though completely flabbergasted at the audacious act.

“I’m not a novice~” She tilted her head up into the air, giving a cocky but nervous smile as well as lowering her eyes with the tilt of her flirtatious head, looking to him as though trying to remain emboldened but it was fading fast as she had to look away from his eyes furrowing and his mouth looking as though pushed together in an equally aware and funny expression.

She was equally a ‘sly-hog’, and Sonic smirked after his silent compliment and ridicule of her hilarious tease.

“Not forever.”

His retort had her look back with a wide-open gasp, and he chuckled, making his belly bounce and her body jump a few times since she was laying on top of it.

“Well… now that they’re here.” He looked to the side of them, seeing the colorful Wisps moving towards the lights and sound in the distance, one even pausing to fly somewhat over to them and gesture with his bluish alien hand for them to follow, then flew back into the mass of them.

“It’s time.” He quoted yet again, and looked back to Amy.

His smile… softened.

His eyes darted around her expression and… he took hold of one of her bent arm’s elbow and leaned up, parting her three bangs on her head a moment to look at her more clearly.

“I’ve say… you’ve gotten almost too good at it…”

He leaned closer.

His head tilt.

“Distracting… me…”

She closed her eyes… a little sillily squinting them shut in anticipation…

When she blinked them open, his entire frame and silhouette was perfectly replaced by Wisps, the triangular shapes ones as his three iconic quills, and the others contorting their bodies to make the rest of it.

They seemed to giggle and laugh as Amy fell through the air, screaming, before being caught on the bobbing wave of Wisps, like a floating river pulling her downstream towards where Sonic’s comet trail of yellow was blazing off too.

“OooooOOOOoooohhhwww!!!” After sitting up on her bum again, she threw her arms about to shake the very heavens and just nearly avoid bonking her head and whacking the other flying Wisps around her, “I won’t forgive you this time! SOOOOONNNICCCCCCCCCC!!!!”

She was carried down the colorful galaxy of bouncing and flying alien bodies… Sonic didn’t look back… but his eyes did, to smirk and relax his eyes at a secret thought… he hoped she didn’t read into it.

Prompts are on permanent shut down, sorry. ;’(

Prompt:

Amy had been having some hard times.

It wasn’t enough to dive herself into her charity work, the penguins had their sweaters, and the island was small enough that the little town barely had any fundraisers.

So to completely distract herself from her emotions, she used one of Tails’s top of the line communication devices, a satellite dish able to send a signal out far across the surface of the world.

Turns out someone did respond. A small agency that is trying to socialize specialized cyber-puppies to treat different ailing patients. The one they wanted to send her needed training on aircraft, which Tails would most certainly provided with enough big-hedgehog-eyes pleading for him to.

The puppy’s time in the plane was perfect. Its little mechanized eye revealed that dog was born without one, and therefore, they take disabled dogs and cyber-them-up to help people with other disabilities, too. This dog had a small bonus, his cyber-half of his body could also sense emotional disturbances, and as he stuck his head out of the plane, he turned back to see Amy looking down and having stopped petting him.

His ear lifted up, and a small antenna came out of its eardrum, showing the dog was also born with one ear being deaf. It let out a highly untraceable set of wavelengths, tapping into Amy’s chest to see her heart rate seemed to reveal her emotional distress.

Whatever she was going through, his one cyber-eye read out in small print–”Lon.”

Lonely, Overstimulated, Neglected.

His antenna withdrew back in, as he tilted his head, as though trying to remember what his puppy-training had taught him to help a patient in this particular emotional need.

He curled his body to round and rub against her in cute circles around her lap, yipping sweetly to engage her back to her senses.

Amy rose her head, blinking a second as she was pulled out of her sorrowful thoughts about being alone with her emotions, since the ‘group therapy’ she did with her friends didn’t really help anyone… It was more for herself, anyway… to feel useful, wanted, appreciated…

She petted his head, smiling, and not realizing he sensed anything like a disturbance in her body.

“It’s alright, cutie.” she giggled, “I can’t believe they don’t have a Puppy of you in my favorite game.” She sighed, wishing it were real. “You’re just gonna have to be my own little original piece!” She played with his cheeks, fluffy and soft, as he yipped again in joy at her mood improving.

It was what he was trained to sense and help correct in a patient’s body, anyway; to encourage mood regulation.

He yawned at his hard work done and laid down on her lap, making her squeal at his cuteness, unaware of what a good boy he was.

She took pictures on her phone to the group chat. Surprisingly, Sticks and Sonic were the first to respond.

Stick: He’s now my son.

Sonic: Aw, what a cool looking dog!

Amy smiled. It was nice to see Sonic looking at his phone again.

She quickly texted: He’s being trained to use his cyber-soft-side to treat all sorts of different patients all over the world! He needed flight conditioning, so I begged Tails to let him take a ride with us! The agency said they’d allow me to foster him for a few days, wanna help ‘socialize’ him?

Shadow: Remove me from this chat.

Sticks: Aww, a government cyclops experiment gone horribly right! Who would have thought? At least I know my tax dollars are going into puppy-rehabilitation recovery efforts to help save humanity instead of the shadow-agents that try and- HEY! There’s one that just leaked into the chat! Quick! Tails! Send me a link to his location and I’ll clobber him!

Knuckles: I clo bb two!

Sonic: I think Knuckles is trying to type out that he wants to clobber him, too. Look out, ‘Shadow Agent’!

Shadow: /Leave Chat.

Shadow: /Leave group Chat.

Shadow: /Leave Sonic Team group chat.

Shadow: /Leave Sonic Team chat.

Sonic: Have you tried googling it?

Amy laughed with a reluctant sigh. She had ‘secretly’ gotten Shadow’s details, finding it surprising that he even carried a phone, but when having snagged it behind his back–being the real ‘Shadow Agent’ here…–she discovered he mostly held audio books and some songs on it. He held no contacts, mostly using it as a type of ‘Ipad’, it seemed.

Amy: Shadow, come to my hut, I’ll help you off if you really want me to.

It was a lie. She just wanted him to have company in his lonely life…

She knew how that felt… but she couldn’t understand the part where he willingly let himself be isolated…

She hated that feeling…

As her hand rested on the cyborg puppy, the synthetic hairs sticking out of his metal back plate send an electrical signal down to him.

He blinked his little eyes, his robotic one indicating an new emotional state–”TIR”

Tired, Irritable, Reflective.

He held up his head and look back to her, seeing her engage his gaze, he wagged his half-metal tail and stuck his slobbery tongue out, giving her an open smile.

Success! She cooed over him and gave him a big hug on her lap, “You’re so precious!!!” She rubbed her head back and forth against his synthetic patch of fake, furry hair as the electrical currents read out–STB

Stable, Trusted, Balanced.

The patient’s emotional health was increasing to normal levels again.

He happily took the praises with little pants, and licked the top of her forehead, where no quills would harm him.

After Tails landed, he wanted to obviously play with the puppy, trying to get him interested in a stick. “Go long, boy!” He lifted a foot up, trying to not wobble too much and blinked down an eye, sticking out his tongue, and went to throw the ball.

The cyborg-puppy’s tail slowly ceased wagging as both him and Tails watched as the ball barely went anywhere… but sure held some air time on its long ‘toss’ skyward before dropping just a few steps in front of them.

Tails’s tails drooped, “Ohhh…” When his ears twitched down, the cyborg-puppy’s twitched up, the one mechanical ear’s antenna coming out–EBA.

Encourage, Balance, Assist.

It was instructions this time.

Cyborg-puppy happily spun around, barking cheerily, and lifted himself onto two legs to get Tails’s attention, trying to lick his nose.

“Ah-haha! Hey! Hehe, you don’t mind my shortcomings, do you buddy? Do you? No, you don’t~ You don’t judge anything so long as it rubs your sparking belly? Do you, boy? Do youuuu~” instantly cheered up, Tails rubbed at his electrically static body, before the cyborg-puppy ran the short distance to retrieve the ball and carry it back to him.

He nudged with it in his mouth for Tails to try again.

“Aww, you still want to play with me? Haha! You’re very kind, boy, thanks! I’ll practice my underswing, then!” He looked at his tails, “Or better yet..!” He took the ball into the two-pinching tail tufts of one of his tails, spun his tails in a helicopter fashion, and the ball went flying off as though propelled by a whirling windmill..!

The good cyborg-pup yipped in glee and took off after it, as Tails put his hands to his hips, looking well pleased with his next try.

He nodded, “Hmm, I did it!”

The Cyborg-Puppy returned with his mechanically red eye reading–STB, once more, he was a good boy!

He yawned, after a few passes with Tails and rested on the couch, as Tails had to leave.

The next day, Amy fed him, reaching down to pat his head as he consumed tasty Mehburger-nibbles for Dogs before a gust of wind caught them both off guard.

The Cyborg-Pup blinked his eyes, wondering what that was, as it read–CEE.

Confident, Excitable, Energerized.

Ah, not a patient, then?

The cyborg-pup licked its chops, and went back to eating.

“Heya, Amy! You don’t mind if I come early to the party, do you?” He had gotten her group text to Shadow, and apparently thought it was an invite.

“You’re just here to annoy Shadow when he gets here, aren’t you?” She raised an eyebrow, and he grinned.

“Hehe~ How’d you know?” He came to wiggle a finger against the top of the cyborg-pup’s head. “And to say hello to this guy!”

“Are you gonna try and stop me from helping Shadow leave the chat?”

“Please, Amy. I knew if you wanted him out, you have admin privileges to have already kicked him by now.”

Amy beamed. “Good! Cause I wasn’t planning to actually get him to leave without mingling with us first!” She laughed, a wicked plan with hopefully positive results, she dreamed.

The cyborg-pup barked up to Amy, and she patted his head, “Want to hold him?”

“Oh? Can I? Sure!”

Sonic watched as Amy picked the little mechanized pooch up, and let Sonic hold him.

“Haha! Hey, that tickles!” Sonic laughed, as the Cyborg-Puppy licked his face, but then his eye read–STB.

He stopped licking, remembering Sonic didn’t need any extra lovings, as Sonic rubbed his muzzle from the saliva.

“Good dog.” He stated, patting and rubbing his head as he looked to Amy.

“Hmm? What’s wrong, Ames?” He asked, but she seemed to be staring at the dog…

His antenna activated with a tilt of his head, his eye reading–”Lon” again.

What? But he had just cured her! This can’t be right…

He looked up at Sonic, then Amy, withdrawing his antenna back into his metal eardrum again.

Was it this ‘other fellow’? Was he the cause of her sudden mood change?

Trying to find a solution, the Cyborg-Puppy gently nudged Sonic’s hand on his head, and tried to move it over as though suggesting Sonic should pet her head instead.

Not getting it, the two didn’t have time to figure it out before more guests started showing up.

Sticks and Knuckles play wrestled cutely with the cyborg-puppy on the ground, as Sticks wanted to teach it how to speak all the government secrets out of it’s little cute metal noggin, and Knuckles just wanted to show off how much he had improved his piano skills–only two notes down–as well as his weight training–lifting Amy’s entire hut–but she told him to stop that.

Although neurotic, Sticks’s bio to the cyborg-puppy just read anxiety, to which distracting her and letting her teach him odd picture things about ‘shadow agents parachuting information into a large pentagon structure’ was actually calming her down and helping her feel loved that he was paying attention.

For Knuckles, just having the little cyborg-puppy wag his tail and yip at his different odd actions made the big red man happy, so he was happy doing his duties.

Then… the other hedgehog walked in.

His head twitched as his eye kept reading different statuses, and it made him whimper and lean that eye down, scratching at it.

Amy picked up the cyborg-puppy, “Shadow, I’m glad you came!” She looked a little worried, but tried to have her voice come off pleasant enough, wanting him to feel included.

The cyborg-puppy’s antenna came out, lifting his ear to turn it to Amy, it read out clearly–VPI

Vicariously, Projecting, Ideals.

Amy was reflecting her own desires for herself onto Shadow, mirroring her wishes that others would do for her onto him.

Hmm, not a very healthy way to go about things. It would be better if she explained what she was feeling to the other fun patients and non-patients. If she did, she wouldn’t have to unhealthily cope by over-exerting herself for others, only causing further burnout onto herself.

He yipped, but all ignored him.

Shadow twitched an eye, holding out his phone, “Take me off.” He asked, a bit sternly. “Teams are not really my thing…” He pulled back when the cyborg-puppy wiggled out of Amy’s grasp, running up to wag his tail and yip for Shadow to hold him, instead.

“... Nor am I one give in to the demands of… other lifeforms.” He turned his head away, but his eyes remained on the innocent cuties gestures, as he spun a few times to show he wasn’t backing down from wanting to be given attention from Shadow.

Amy giggled, “Aww, he likes you!”

“Impossible.” Shadow stated, but the Cyborg-Puppy put a heart in his mechanical red eye, and Shadow was forced to twitch.

“Eugh… Fine, I concede. But on my own terms.” He seemed to relax around the cyborg-puppy now, glaring down at him but having a hand on his hip, showing he was paying attention to its attention-seeking behaviors now. “Why does the frankenstein mutt want my approval so much?”

“He’s not a mutt!” Taking offense to that, Sticks jumped forward on all fours, hopping over the cyborg-puppy as though protectively defending him against such words.

“I would give my life for this zombified government experiment!” She bit the air towards Shadow.

“Zombified? So it’s not alive?” He moved an arm up over himself, as though ready to ‘swat’ her back if needs be. “How is that possible? Is he an alien experiment? Like I was…” Turning a bit theatrical and angsty, he held out a crumbled hand, as though tensing it into a fist but not fully forming into one just yet.

“Not so dramatically.” Sonic intervened, seeing Shadow was distracted from exiting the group chat–which amused Sonic greatly–to then gesturing everyone to sit and lay about as he played with the mechanical pooch after pulling it from Stick’s protective underbelly.

“But that’s a fun topic! In the case of a zombie apocalypse, who would survive? What would you do?” He put the dog up on his fists, as though a training weight, but Amy quickly scooped him off.

“That’s easy!” She petted him, moving her body to and fro in a girlie sense of daydreaming, “I’d build a bunker all with armed, adorable little flickies and creatures! Our good boy would be there, obviously, and I’d have a living room for all of you to continue to enjoy our raided food supplies we’d totally steal from Eggman. Cause he doesn’t need to eat much.”

“He could afford the raid.” Tails snickered, “But if Sonic became a Zombie, we’d all be bitten and become part of his undead army instantly!”

“Not necessarily.” Shadow suddenly interjected, as the cyborg-puppy noted that everyone was actually turning more stable besides Sonic… who was slowly having his statuses change…

“I’m immune to all known bacteria and diseases.” He began, as Knuckles whispered over to Sticks.

“That means he’s afraid of germs.” He teased.

“Germs are afraid of me.” Shadow raised his head up, narrowing his eyes to Knuckles intimidatingly. “As I was saying, I’d-”

“I would defend and provide all the supplies for Tails’s weaponry by utilizing my carefully honed scavenger skills!” She hopped left and right in front of Shadow, cutting him off.

“W-What? Ugh. As I was saying…” Shadow was about to disregard her, double-taking a moment before having Knuckles enter the screen.

“Yeah! And then I’d play the ukulele! Cause you know, Pianos wouldn’t be able to run fast enough, when worse comes to worser, they’d be the first to go out with a zombie-bang.” He shrugged, as though that made sense.

“What I’m saying is-!” Shadow tried to shove Sticks’s and Knuckles’s heads out of the way but Tails then flew up to completely cover him from sight of Sonic and Amy, as the Cyborg-Puppy realized Amy was also having her emotions affected for some reason.

“Who says I’d be making weapons! I’d make the cure!” He cheered.

“ENOUGH! LET HIM SPEAK!”

Everyone suddenly got spooked back a bit, Amy’s outburst came out so personal… as though people covering up Shadow affected her too greatly.

She was huffing and heaving… and that’s when Cyborg-Puppy noticed Sonic’s emotional state had picked up on Amy far before his mechanical instincts did…

Was he just like him?

He sniffed, where was his mechanics? Were they hidden somewhere? How did he pick up on it, and why did his state change with hers? Were they synced up like his devices were to his mainframe and brain?

Sonic immediately took Amy’s shoulder, pulling her slightly towards him, “Ah-haha, okay, so!” He gestured to Shadow, “You were saying?”

“Ehem, yes. I was.” Shadow cleared his throat and stepped forward, “I was going to say I’d merciless take out each and everyone of you… without hesitating. I’d be the last to survive on this island.”

Everyone went quiet… but Amy groaned and put Cyborg Puppy down, stomping away.

Sonic’s ears fell and he went off after her as the rest argued how’d they survive a Shadow-Apocalypse as fugitive Zombies.

“Amy…” Sonic’s voice carried a much gentler, kinder tone as he reached out for her in the kitchen area, but she leaned over a counter and seemed disturbed…

Twitching his head again, whimpering, the cyborg-puppy came with them—UCI.

Underqualified, concerned, Inept.

Ah, the blue man didn’t know how to comfort the pink girl, that’s where he came in!

The cyborg-puppy tried to get a read on Amy… but so many letters in the alphabet suddenly scrolled across his eye that it was even more than the black and red man!

He rubbed his paw against his eye, snorting out his irritability.

That’s it! He was fed up trying to solve every patient’s problems!

That is… until Sonic picked him up… did he sense… the Cyborg-Puppy’s fear at failing his objectives?

“What’s wrong?” He continued his question to Amy, “You’re not yourself, lately… Something I can do?”

“... I want Shadow to like us…” She shook her head, and Cyborg-Puppy did as well, knowing that wasn’t true.

She was shoving all her needs onto a foreign entity, everything she would say would be a reflection of how she wanted others to treat her. She wanted Shadow to belong… because she wanted to feel she belonged, too.

“I want him to be heard, to be listened to… I want him to feel loved.” She looked to Sonic with tears in her eyes. “It’s how I want us all to be… one big… happy-…” She started to cry and covered her face, not finishing her thought, but it was clearly the resounding feeling she felt she was forever barred from.

Sonic smiled, and the Cyborg-Puppy’s eye stabilized to show him that Sonic understood Amy’s feelings.

But how? Without technology, how could these creatures help themselves?

Wasn’t… he needed?

Cyborg-Puppy watched and took note of how Sonic pulled Amy’s arm to him, and with him in the middle, he embraced her.

He yipped in surprise, without pulling out his antenna, he could hear Sonic’s heartbeat… On the other side of his deaf ear, he could feel Amy’s heartbeat…

They were… syncing up… without scratchy metal gear… without precise and calibrated communicators…

The pretty pink Patient hadn’t fully, clearly, stated what she was feeling… And yet, the seemingly confident, though actually worried about his own capabilities, blue New Patient had started to cure each other… They were good people.

Yawning out his stress and shaking it away, the two naturally broke their hug, as the Cyborg-Puppy realized that not everyone needed him. Sometimes… They needed each other.

To understand more than just be conditioned to a biplane, the little Cyborg-Puppy finished his training, as the ‘Family’ of strange creatures he had loved and been with seemed to do just fine without him.