Seventeen-year-old Amy Rose sat at the desk in her room, scribbling algebraic theorems, equations, and answers furiously upon the piece of paper sitting upon the wooden desk. She paused for a second, placing the pen down next to her homework to give her hand a rest, and sighed. She sat for a moment, thinking quietly to herself, gazing out the window next to her. She was admiring the big oak tree outside when she heard the front door open from below and a cheerful voice calling for her.
"Amy! I'm home!" her mother called from below. The pink hedgehog immediately rose from her chair and rushed downstairs to greet her mother, happy that she hadn't brought a man home from work tonight.
"Hey, Mom!" she said happily standing on the stairs. She finished climbing down the stairs to give her mom a hug, and a quick kiss on the cheek which made her mother smile even harder.
"Are you finished with your homework?" Amy's mother questioned.
"I was just finishing up my math homework." Amy answered.
"Well, go finish up while I make us some dinner."
"Okay," And Amy went back upstairs to her desk to finish up her math problems for the night. From upstairs, she heard her mother cooking an instant meal in the microwave. Amy sighed. Instant meals for dinner again… She thought. Oh well, it's not her fault that her job is so demanding… Amy stopped writing on the paper. Done at last. She placed the paper into her dark green binder neatly labeled "Math" and placed the binder into her backpack.
She sat silently for moment before pulling out a sketch book from one of the drawers in the desk. She flipped to one of the many pages and began finishing up one of the drawings she had begun earlier that day. A few minutes later she heard her mother calling, "Amy dinner's ready!" and the few minutes she had to do whatever she wanted were over. She got up and made her way downstairs once more. She sighed on the way down, thinking how every single day of her life seemed to be the same: Get up in the morning, go to school, get good grades, come home, do homework, and eat the instant meals her mother made for her when she got home. Oh how she longed for some change…
Blaze sat slouched on the couch with her feet propped up on a stool, watching TV lazily, until a figure rudely stood in front of her, blocking her view of the football game.
"Hey!" Blaze protested.
"Blaze, have you seen my hairpin? You know the gold one that Grandpa gave me?" the figure asked. The only response the figure got from the lavender cat was a look that said 'Seriously?'
"Really Elise, you think I took your hairpin?" Blaze said, very annoyed that Elise would accuse her of taking something so precious to Elise, besides, that kind of thing was never really Blaze's style anyway. "Have you asked Cori?"
"Oh, yes, because I'm sure Cori has seen it lying around somewhere…" Elise said in a rather hurtful tone. Uh-oh she's using sarcasm…Blaze, realizing how upset Elise really must be over her missing hairpin took it upon herself to help her sister look for it before things got any worse.
"I'll help you look for it…" Blaze sighed, turning off the TV and getting up to follow her sister into another room to search. I'll just have to ask Sonic how the game ended tomorrow I guess… Blaze thought as she got down on the floor to search underneath the couch and chairs in the other room.
A pure white hedgehog stood in the center of a large, circular, and completely empty ballroom. He stood, sweeping the white-and-grey marble tiled floor, that wove together to form a beautiful and regal looking flower at the very center of the ballroom. He carefully swept up every speck of dust as he often felt that this place was very mystical in some way, especially at night when the ballroom was completely empty and the moon shone brightly down through the glass roof.
"Wow…" the white hedgehog stopped sweeping and admired the beauty of the ballroom before him.
"Beautiful is it not, Silver?" A voice asked out of the dark corners of the room.
"It always is." Silver answered, his golden eyes shining in the moonlight. He had seen the ballroom like this many times before, yet it never grew old to the young hedgehog. The voice chuckled, and the figure which it belonged to stepped out of the shadows.
"Come," another pure white hedgehog with light-yellow streaks said. "We should be getting home, you have school tomorrow, no need for you to stay up so late working." This hedgehog had the same colored eyes as Silver, but was taller. Beneath both of his golden-colored eyes was an upside-down triangle-like marking that matched the color of his eyes and streaks.
"'kay, Dad" Silver said, and followed his father out of the ballroom which continued to be illuminated by the full moon's light.
Maria Robotnik stood over a metal table with wires and metal scraps scattered everywhere on top of it. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail with a light blue hair tie, to keep it from obstructing her vision, or from getting caught within the flame of the welder she was using. Before her on the table she had been slaving over for several months, laid the outcome of her hard work: body parts consisting of a head, torso, arms, legs, feet, and hands, all made out of metal that had been evenly painted an ocean blue. With the welder in her hands she began connecting the metals and properly wiring everything to ensure perfect function. Almost finished, she thought as the sparks from the flame hitting the metal illuminated the room as there was no other light source. Now I just need the proper DNA samples and- A sudden voice cut off her thoughts.
"Maria…" the robotic voice said.
"Oh!" Maria said turning around in surprise when she realized that she wasn't alone. "Mecha, I thought that you had shut down for the night with-" she glanced at the blonde robotic hedgehog that stood still in the opposite corner of the room, shut down for the night.
"Is he almost complete?" the blue and grey painted robot asked, ignoring Maria's previous comment completely.
"Yes. Finally… After all this time he's almost complete. All I need to do now is finish the wiring and find the proper DNA sample and he'll be up and functioning in no time." The human girl said with a smile.
"Mmm."
"Well Mecha, I'm going to turn in for the night. I'll finish things up here in a matter of days, I hope. You should turn in too, you need to recharge, I can tell."
It was true. After the long day of combat training his creator had put him through he did need to recharge, however he hardly felt like he needed – or wanted – to do so. But he knew that Maria would not rest until he had, and judging by the dark circles underneath of the girl's eyes, Mecha could tell that she probably needed the sleep more than he did. So Mecha obeyed and returned to the station that was his and hooked up to it.
"Goodnight, Mecha." Maria gave a small wave before leaving the room to return to her chambers.
Goodnight Maria… The robot processed but was unable to say aloud as he slipped deeper into recharge mode. Master works you too hard…
Oh Mecha… Maria thought, plopping herself down on her bed and crawling underneath of the covers for the first time in maybe a week. I wish Uncle wouldn't work you so hard…
"Let's see…" The chestnut-haired human said to himself as he dialed the numbers written in the instructions on the slip of paper in his hand on the payphone's keypad. The phone rang four times before a familiar voice answered.
"Hello?" The voice of a woman inquired.
"Hey, mom, it's Chris."
"Chris! How are you sweetie? Was your flight alright? Are you there in one piece?"
"Yes, mom. Everything's fine. The plane landed several hours ago and I was able to find the place that I'll be staying with no troubles. I'm actually standing right outside of it now using the payphone since there's no phone inside my apartment."
"Oh, well sweetie I won't keep you then. I don't want my little boy catching a cold because he was standing outside late at night talking with his mommy."
"Mom, I'm eighteen and I'm not so little anymore. I can take care of myself."
"Oh I know sweetheart. You're a Thorndyke after all. Well, sweetie, once you get the chance or get yourself a phone give me a ring and then I want to know everything, okay?"
"Okay, mom."
"I love you Chris, and I miss you."
"I love you too, Mom. Bye." Chris hung up the phone and headed inside the large apartment complex. He made his way to the third floor and found his room – Room 314A – unlocked the door and walked inside, locking the door up again behind him. It was a small place – a lot smaller than what he was used to – but he found it quite cozy and comfortable. There was a bed, a sofa, a small refrigerator, and even a small TV.
There was a window that offered a great view of the city that he had just moved to right above his bed. He stood gazing out of it for a while. He took in how large the city was and all of the lights and sounds that came from it. He'd be attending high school and a science program here in just a matter of days and he could hardly contain his excitement. The school he'd be attending accepted both humans and Mobians, and he had never seen a live Mobian before.
He had given up a lot to come live all the way out here in Molivur from his home country of Saragova; his large and luxurious home with his family in the rolling valleys of Cyprenta for a small apartment here in the capital of Molivur, his closest friends at his world-renowned private school for a complete start over at a public school, and even his girlfriend who had made it quite clear that she didn't want a long distance relationship.
Even thinking about all these things while lying down on his bed looking out the window at the star filled sky, Chris Thorndyke was still happy and still excited to start things out here in the big city.
Welcome to Xanovias City. Chris thought to himself before finally drifting off into some much needed sleep after a long, eventful day.
