Me: Hey guys. Welcome to my new Chris/Amy story, A Day in Disneyworld! Inspired by daisygirl101's A Day in Disneyland (Somewhat AU).
daisygirl101: Wait. You're going out of the poll. The next suggestion is the Back to the Future and Sonic X cross over.
Me: Screw that! I promised I would get this started over the summer and I have about a month or two left. So might as well get it started now. Plus, I'll be heading down to Disney World starting Saturday and arriving on Sunday. This story will get me ready for it.
DemonFiccer: Are planning any sequels after this story.
Me: I'm not sure. I'll think about it. Well, without any further ado, I give you my new story, A Day in Disneyworld.
Disclaimer: I do not own Disneyworld or the Sonic characters mentioned throughout the story.
Ages:
Amy, Chris, Shadow, Rouge and Sally: 16
Manic, Sonia, Knuckles and Sonic: 17
Charmy, Cream and Tails: 14
Vanilla and Vector: 37
Espio and Sally: 19
Amy's Point of View:
I was sitting at my kitchen table calling Sonic on my cell phone. "Are you sure you can't come Sonic?" I say.
"Sorry Amy. I promised Manic and Sonia I would help them out with something. I hope you understand," he says on his end on the phone.
"No I understand. See ya Sonic," I finish, closing my cell phone sighing. What I was talking to Sonic about was that I won 4, one day tickets to Disneyworld when I was shopping at the grocery store the other day. So far, Rouge, Knuckles and obviously me are going, but I just need a fourth person to come.
I scroll through the contacts on my phone and see who would be available. Shadow lives all the way in Atlantic City, Cream, Vanilla, and Tails took off for a week long trip to Ireland yesterday, all three of The Chaotix are wrapped up in their detective work to come, and Sally has no time on her hands.
While I was still scrolling through the name's I found one that I haven't thought of. Chris. I haven't hung out with him in a while, plus this could be a good way to repay him for letting me, Sonic and the others for staying at his place all those years ago. So what else to do than give him a ring. I click his name, put the phone up to my ear, and waited for him to answer. It took too beeps, and he picked up.
"Hello?" He says
"Hey Chris! Ames here! How are you?" I say into the phone.
"I'm good, yourself?"
"I'm great. Hey listen, I got 4 tickets for Disneyworld for tomorrow. Want to come? Rouge and Knuckles will also be there."
"I think I can come. Hold on," I hear pages flipping on his end of the line. He's probably going through a planner or organizer or something. He returns after a short while. "I don't have anything to do for the next month or so, so why not. Are we meeting up at your place?"
"Yup. Come to my house at 7 in the morning so we can try to beat rush hour by an hour."
"Alright, sounds like a plan. See you tomorrow Amy."
"Bye Chris," I finish and hang up. I decided to call Rouge to tell her that Chris will be tagging along with us. I found her name on my contact list, clicked on her name, and waited for her to pick up.
After three rings, she picked up, "Hello, Rouge the Bat's residence. Rouge the Bat speaking," she says. Why does she have to say that every time when someone calls?
"Hey Rouge, it's Amy," I say.
"Hey girl what's up? Did you decide who else to take with us?"
"Yeah. Decided to take Chris, since everyone else was busy."
"I'm assuming Chris is only coming because he's in to you." I blush immediately. Chris can't be into me. Sure he's a good guy and all but, I just don't see it.
"No way that's true Rouge. You're making that up."
"It's frikin' obvious. You go to him for comfort when you're feeling down, if you're extremely down, he takes you out to dinner, lunch, ice cream or something like that, he goes to you for advice, he likes all of your Facebook and Instagram posts, and all that jazz." I still don't believe her. Sure he's kind of cute, but that doesn't mean…wait, did I just say he's cute.
"Still not buyin' it Rouge. That just means he's being a good friend."
"What ever make's you sleep at night Amy," she says. I heard something fall in the background.
"What was that?" I asked.
"Oh, Knuckles stopped by to pick up some cucumbers and provolone cheese. He was about to leave, but he just tripped on that extremely small stair case from my kitchen that leads into living room." I chuckled a bit. Knuckles is such a klutz.
"Well Rouge, I have to go."
"By Amy," and with that, I close my phone. I look at the time that's on my kitchen clock. It's almost 9:30 at night. Might as well go to bed. I jog up my staircase that leads to the second floor of my house, enter my bedroom, put on some light red PJ's, jump into my bed and drift off to sleep.
Me: Well that's the first chapter. Hope you guy's enjoyed it.
DemonFiccer: Review after you read.
Amy: No flames please.
