Special Wishes

Prologue

All her life, Amy wanted to be special. She specifically remembers that when she was young, she would take pride in finding the shiniest of pennies and gently tossing them into lakes, ponds, and rivers, or pleading to the stars above for something- anything, really. It didn't matter to her at each frequent moment she made her wishes. All she cared about was being different. A good different.

Maybe that was why she thought loving Sonic was what would help with that. Obviously, all the wishing wasn't working, so it might've been that having someone around would make her special. It seemed to be working for her, after all. I mean, sure, he would run away from her obscenely and avoid her, but…

Never mind. She continued to love him anyway. She truly loved him, didn't she?

Or perhaps the question is…

Do wishes really come true?

Chapter 1

Soft groans could be heard in the quaint but comfortable bedroom Amy resided in as she unwillingly brought herself out of a deep slumber. Her eyelids very slowly opened, revealing a sharp pair of iridescent emerald greens. Her vision lazily wandered to her body position on her bed, observing how she and her snug pajamas had been neatly wrapped in her plush magenta quilt. She lightly tousled her cherry-blossom quills and pushed her short bangs away from her face before turning and sitting up. Deciding that it wasn't productive for her to lie there and succumb to her grogginess, she performed an upper-body stretch.

"Well, what are you doing today, Ames?" she spoke to herself sarcastically, glancing at the calendar pinned above her nightstand. She immediately knew one thing she had written in every single date in advance: 'Get Sonic to Say He Loves Me.' Letting out a soft sigh at how each inscription had a bold, red 'X' through it on past dates, she scrolled down to today.

Indeed, 'Get Sonic to Say He Loves Me' was there, but so was one more thing written in the smallest handwriting. Now squinting, she read what she had previously written and gasped. How could she have merely forgotten what today was? She leaped out of bed excitedly, the only words racing through her mind were the Emerald Festival.

"How on Mobius could I have let that slip!" she exclaimed to herself. She dashed around her room rummaging for the perfect outfit- after all, today was no ordinary day.

The Emerald Festival is an extremely rare occurrence honoring the creation of the Chaos Emeralds. The festival is only to occur after every millennium since Creation Day, and that was exactly today! It was rumored for years to be extraordinary legendary for a generation to witness the celebration. The Chaos Emeralds were even said to radiate mass amounts of Chaos Energy that usually were never tangible. She had never been more ecstatic to witness it all! And, Amy thought, what better way to kindle the flames of romance with my beloved Sonic?

She hummed blissfully as she searched her wardrobe for something other than her usual attire consisting of her matching crimson dress, boots, and headband. She had to remind herself that today was the Emerald Festival; she didn't want to disgrace anyone or anything.

Further digging into her drawers, she found something she never knew she even owned. It had been stashed to the back of the drawer, slightly crumpled and dotted with flurries of dust. She pulled the lost item out of its misery and brushed off the apparent particles. The dusty object of suspicion had in fact revealed itself to be a garnished gown. The fabric of the dress was a rich, eye-catching forest green with floral accents strewn near the hem, around the bodice, and the ends of the tailored sleeves. The details on it were so intricate, it was almost hard to believe that it wasn't in pristine condition. Nonetheless, it was a jewel in Amy's eyes.

Amy sauntered over to her full-body, clear bedroom mirror. She held the gown up with caution and carefully pressed it against her form. The question now was: would the gown do? She nibbled on her lower lip and checked. It seemed that it would fit her, not to mention that the color was an even match with her eyes. Surely, she could find some shoes and a bracelet or two with this, couldn't she? She just smiled her usual optimistic smile and decided to try it on and decide for that later.

She pulled-off and tossed her pajamas to a half-full laundry bin, which made it in with a quiet thump. She slid on the dress easily and cautiously and smoothed out any wrinkles she could've caused as she dressed herself. Feeling pleased with how it fit and its neatness, she peered at herself in the mirror and marveled at what she saw.

The dress, though old, was quite exquisite. The neckline showcasing her collarbone neatly accented her shoulders giving away to her posture and poise. The sleeves were very fitted to the arms, making her arms and hands appear ever so delicate. The bodice hugged her frame well, better presenting her form and figure. The skirts flowed gently and lightly grazed the edge of the floor which conveyed a charm of elegance and grace. Amy's eyes twinkled in glee; it would seem that she had found her outfit to wear.

She squealed in delight and then proceeded to twirl around a few times, grinning as she watched the gown fly around her. Oh boy, Sonic would love this! Amy's thoughts drifted away into a wonderful, magical dreamland of her and the beloved cobalt hero. She sighed contentedly at the thought of the one she loved.

She knew she loved him- so he just had to love her back, right? She always believed that he was just too afraid to admit his feelings for her. She believed that he would succumb to her charm someday, just like she had. She believed he was her one true love.

Well, if she believed so, it had to be true, didn't it?

She erased those last thoughts from her mind, because they brought her great discomfort. Sonic loves me, she thought, picking out a simple pair of black flats from her closet, he just has too. Her lips stitched into a tight line. She kept reminding herself that he most certainly loved her, and tried on the flats. It seemed to be her lucky day when she found that they fit perfectly. She forced herself to smile and stood up straighter.

She glanced at the mirror again and huffed. It seems she wasn't quite ready yet, even though she had something to wear, for her hair was still messy and her gaze was still sleepy. Well, at least it isn't anything a nice morning routine couldn't fix, starting with brushing her teeth, because, oh man, she could smell the foul odor coming from her mouth.

It was time to get ready to see Sonic and prepare for the great Emerald Festival.

A/N: And thus concludes the prologue and first chapter to my first actual long story. Ta-da! As you can see, Amy is thinking a lot about Sonic in this first chapter- and something doesn't seem to be right, does it? You may also be thinking Emerald Festival? What? Well, it involves the Chaos Emeralds, so something fishy is definitely going on. Just note to watch out for that. And reminders: this is Shadamy, not Sonamy. Plus, there might be Sonally, Knuxouge, Taiream, and Silvaze.

To Lord Kelvin: I hope this is what you wanted. Thanks for the bitter advice- even though it helped.