#sonicfemslashweek25

Everybody wore them. There was nothing particularly good or bad about them. They were glasses. They fixed your vision when you couldn’t see things that were too far away or too up close. Amy Rose started wearing glasses and it didn’t mean a thing. Besides, she was sure she was still cute and pretty with them on.

But…

See, there was just a teensy problem.

Everyone else had reacted pretty well to her new look. She’d even gotten compliments from Shadow, which was a win in her book. So it was fine! Sort of. Maybe. Except one person had reacted… ok? Not bad, certainly not rude it just… confused Amy.

Because, even despite Amy trying her best to update her style since getting her glasses.

Despite making sure she got the cutest lavender frames to match her color scheme (among other things).

Despite annoying Sonic with a rant about how finding a bow that was pretty but didn’t press up against the frames was nigh impossible and how designers should have thought of this by now.

Blaze always seemed to react the same way. Staring at Amy like a deer in headlights before turning away. The same way she was right at that moment, right when she was invited as an esteemed guest to the Sol Empire. Given the five other times it happened, this usually meant that Blaze would avoid directly looking at her for the entire time she was there. 

Again, not bad. Certainly not the worst reaction she could get. But Amy was getting a little tired of it. She had waited (very patiently, she might add) for Blaze to tell her herself. As it stood, though, she didn’t seem like she was going to open up about it at all. 

So this time, Amy took matters into her own hands.

“Blaze, why do you keep doing that?” she asked, trying and failing to keep the whine out of her voice.

Blaze turned her incredulous gaze Amy’s way, and she almost claimed victory before Blaze froze up and turned away… again.

“Ugh, that! Why do you keep doing it?” Amy grumbled.

“Miss Rose, I’m- I apologize if I have offended you,” Blaze coughed, “I simply uh…”

Amy raised an eyebrow, waiting for an explanation from the person still looking away for Pete’s sake!

“Well, you see I… am not used to you wearing glasses,” she reasoned, like that explained anything.

Huffing, Amy crossed her arms, looking away herself. Two can play at that game, princess!

“Miss Rose, again, I mean no offense by it!” Blaze reassured.

Now that Amy was looking away, she couldn’t tell if Blaze had deigned to look over to say the things she was saying. She wasn’t betting money on it. A tiny, silly, whiny part of her told her it’s because, no matter what she did, she looked stupid with her glasses and that was what Blaze “wasn’t used to”.

Unfortunately, that part of her was winning out.

“So you think I look weird in them?”

She heard sharp intake of breath next to her.

“No! No, it’s nothing like that!”

“Then why won’t you look at me?” Amy complained, whirling around to look at Blaze.

She’s mildly surprised to see Blaze actually looking at her this time around, but experience had taught her this wasn’t going to last long. Apparently, she was wrong, because Blaze was still looking at her (she was still stiff as a board). Now that she had a clear view, Amy noticed the slightest hint of a blush on the princess’ cheeks. It was… cute. Very cute in fact. 

Amy gulped.

Blaze looked down, eventually, and Amy was still recovering from seeing Blaze blush to care that she was looking away.

“I have not been completely honest as to why I invited you here, Miss Rose,” she confessed. “I had wanted to tell you something and it is part of the reason I react so strangely to your new glasses.”

From Blaze’s posture, it was clear that the princess was having a hard time coming clean with what she wanted to say. Amy took one of Blaze’s hands in her own and gave it a little squeeze, fighting back a coo when she saw Blaze look back up at her with a blush twice as red as the last one.

“Ah- um… you see I… I have found myself feeling strange things about you. I was confused at first, but upon consulting others I realized what it was,” Blaze sighed. “I believe I may have fallen in love with you.”

It took Amy a second to process what she heard, but when she did, her smile was a mile wide.

“You are?” she asked.

This time, when Blaze looked away, she saw it for what it was, and goodness did that make the whole thing something out of a rom-com. Amy could scarcely breathe with it.

“I have little doubt. I understand if you are opposed,” Blaze reasoned.

Amy brought her other hand up to the hand she was already holding and pressed it to her chest.

“Blaze, I changed my wardrobe twice so that you would notice me and say something now that I have these glasses on,” Amy chuckled. “These glasses have helped my eyesight a lot. Do you want to know some of the things I see now?”

If Blaze was confused by the question, she didn’t show it, instead nodding minutely.

“Well, for one, I can finally see that wonderful Sol Empire skyline. I can see the bird perched on that tree. My favorite thing I’m seeing, though, is the beautiful blush on your face.”

She felt a tug on the hand she was holding, watching as Blaze covered one cheek with her free hand.

“I can see a lot more than that too! You wanna hear?” Amy asked, grinning when Blaze nodded again.

“I can see us getting ice cream together. I can see us holding hands. I can see us cuddling together watching a movie on my couch,” she listed as Blaze watched Amy with a look that she could only describe as awestruck.

Blaze smiled, that soft and small one that always made Amy’s heart flutter. Did Blaze’s heart flutter when Amy smiled? It might have if she took all this effort just to confess that she loved Amy. Oh goodness, she couldn’t contain her joy!

“Amy, how is it that you know exactly what to say to endear me to you all over again?” Blaze asked.

Amy squeezed the hand she was holding again as she replied, “Well, I have to return the favor somehow don’t I?”