( December 15th 9:30 am,station square)

(enjoy! This took me a while!)


Amy was outside on a perfect winter day bundled up nice and warm wearing a blue scarf,blue jeans and a somewhat thin jacket. She was enjoying her walk to the mall daydreaming about sonic the hedgehog as she normally did. She wasn't far away from the mall.

"I cant wait to see the look on that hedgehogs face when he see's the present I'm giving him on Christmas." she thought.

She finally got to the mall about five minutes later. She walked inside as the electronic doors opened when she neared them. She walked though the doors and headed to the Christmas shops first.

"Wait a minute" she thought. "I don't even know what Sonic would even want for Christmas! Oh no...I'd better call and ask"

She reached for her phone but then thought better of it. She sighed and wondered what he would like as a present. But nothing came to mind.

"I cant think of a single thing." she said to herself, slightly agitated.

She noticed that the most of the Christmas shops were packed anyways so she looked around hoping to find something when something fast ran bye her...very fast.

"Sonic?" she said as the azure hedgehog walked up to her.

"The one and only." he replied back

"Perfect, now maybe I can ask him what he wants for Christmas" She thought but just as when she was about to ask him he stopped her.

"Sorry Ames I cant talk now, I got something important to take care of, but don't stress yourself out with the gift thing and all ok? See ya Ames!" He then sped off in less than the blink of an eye.

She sighed wondering why Sonic even bothered talking to her then. She started looking around again until she came across a cooking store. She looked at it and walked in, thinking she'd probably need new cooking tools since the ones she had were a bit worn out. she looked around until she saw a cake pan that she really liked. Too bad it was about three feet too high. She looked around for a ladder. As she was looking she saw one leaning against a nearby wall.

"Perfect!" she told herself.

As she grabbed the ladder and placed it against the shelf. She then climbed up the ladder and was about to grab the cake pan when suddenly a brown hedgehog about her own age ran towards her.

"Hey! Get down from there its not safe!" he shouted, not expecting anyone to be using the ladder that was meant for employees only.

Startled, she shook and the ladder started to wobble.

"Oh no. I'm gonna fall!" she thought, frightened out of her mind..

Then the ladder fell from under her and she screamed. Luckily the hedgehog ran to her, dived and caught her in his arms bridal style before she hit the ground.

"Are you ok?" he asked her, before gently setting her down.

"I'm fine! Don't worry!" she told him, wanting to apologize for doing something so stupid.. Now that she got a good look at him this guy was kinda cute.

"You sure?" he asked again. He looked at her startled at how cute she was. "Wow." he thought...

"Uhm, thank you, uhm.." she started, but she didn't know his name. She wanted to thank him, but that was next to impossible, since he wasn't wearing a name tag.

"Oh." he muttered, understanding. "My name is Chance..and you?" he asked.

"Amy, Amy rose" she replied. Smiling slightly.

The brown hedgehog thought for a second before speaking to her again.

"Uhm...I know this may sound weird but how about you and me get a bite to eat on my next break? My treat!" he told her, smiling back.

She thought about it for a moment. Even though she just met him, he seemed nice enough, so she decided to take him up on his offer.

"Well ok! I have nothing better to do." she replied.

"Great how about we meet there at 10:20?" he asked

"Sounds great!" she said.

Then she went to the counter bought the pan and walked out of the store, and thought about what to eat later with her new friend, Chance. She could hardly wait.


Thanks for reading! My next chapter is coming soon! Sorry for it being so short! DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Sega characters in this story. I only own Chance the hedgehog, my personal F.C (Fan character).