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One morning, Sonic was checking his E-mail when one particular message caught his eye. It was from .com. He knew without a doubt that this was a message from Amy. The subject stated: wanna race? He opened the message,

"Dear soon to be husband,

I can't wait to walk down that isle with you waiting to seal the marriage with a kiss. I am gonna race you to the department store. If I get there first, you have to marry me, if you win, I will never say the word marriage around you ever again. Meet me on my driveway if you accept, we can't race until we shake on it. I promise I won't cheat.

Your future wife,

Amy

XOXOXOXOXO"

Fueled with desire to win, Sonic ran to Amy's house. She was wearing a red jogging suit, red and white running shoes, and a competitive smile. Tails was standing next to her, clipboard in hand. He handed the clipboard to Sonic. It showed that she had no P.E.D's (performance enhancing drugs) in her blood stream, her Piko Piko hammer in her house. And her outfit had no rocket propellers in it. It was a fair race.

"Now," said Tails, "you can't race until you shake hands to seal the deal. By the way, if Amy wins, can I be your best man?"

"I guess," said Sonic. They shook hands, and then lined up at the end of the driveway. Tails sounded the horn, and they took off. Sonic looked all about him, Amy was not in sight. But as he approached the department store, Amy was jumping up and down to "Don't stop believin'" everyone he knew stood around her, cheering; Amy actually won! Sonic's jaw dropped. Amy looked at him, and approached him,

"Ya know why I picked the department store?" she asked, grinning a grin as big as Alaska, "So you can pick out your tuxedo." Sonic still was in shock that he had lost. Suddenly, he was hoisted off his feet, and dragged to the groom section of the department store. The males made sure that Sonic's tux fit him. Meanwhile, the females took Amy to the bridal section, so she could get her dress. Soon the big day came. Sonic had tried everything to get out of marriage, but it was a lost cause; he had to marry Amy come hell or high water. Rouge approached him,

"Sonic," she said, "You say that you don't love Amy, but we all know that's not true. You love her, and you say you don't. The only one, who doesn't know, is your bride." Sonic felt a strange passion for Amy. He stood at the end of the isle. His best man, Tails, stood. He was wearing tux, like all the males. The females wore dresses. Amy's parents, Arnold and Annette, were happy to see their daughter going to be married to a world-renowned hero. Suddenly, "here comes the bride," began to play and Amy walked down the isle. Sonic spent the rest of his days, happily with Amy.