Might have screwed something up earlier. I'm so high on prescription medication right now, it's making it hard to write XD Anyway. Hope you like it, R&R, that sort of thing. This is set 12 years into the future, so I'll sort out who's who and how old.

Sonic: 27, engaged to Mina.

Mina: 27, engaged to Sonic.

Tails: 20, going out with Cream.

Cream: 18, going out with Tails.

Knuckles: 28, single.

Amy: 24, single.

Sonia: 27, married to Auburn, mother of Alba and Reed.

Auburn (OC): An auburn-coloured otter with a white muzzle, 29, married to Sonia, father of Alba and Reed.

Alba (OC): A white hedgehog with purple-tipped quills, 5, daughter of Sonia and Auburn.

Reed (OC): A tan otter with a white muzzle, 1, son of Sonia and Auburn.

Manic: 27, going out with Magenta.

Magenta (OC): A black mink with magenta stripes, 24, going out with Manic.

Shadow: Ageless, single.

Rouge: 28, single.

Silver: 27, married to Blaze, expecting first child.

Blaze: 26, married to Silver, expecting first child.

The sweet smell of freshly-baked confectionary seeped throughout the house, enticing a young white and purple hedgehog out of her bedroom and down into the kitchen where Cream the Rabbit was preparing a delectable banquet.

Alba the Hedgehog was known for causing trouble. She made up for it, of course, by being so sweet and funny, but ever since day one, Mischief was her middle name. Everyone said she took after her Uncle Sonic.

As Cream had her back turned to the doorway, decorating her much-favoured carrot cake, Alba skidded underneath the dining table, eyeing the chocolate chip cookies on the island of countertops in the middle of the room. The cheeky little hedgehog licked her lips and crept towards the countertops. Suddenly, Cream turned around. Alba flattened herself against the back of the island. She peeked cautiously around the corner and watched Cream's footsteps walk towards the island. The sound of gentle, pleasant humming and rustling indicated she was weighing more icing sugar. Alba bit her lip. She needed a distraction. Quickly, she pulled out the hairband that pony-tailed her long, white-and-purple quills and pinged it towards the other side of the room. It hit a canister of cinnamon and knocked it over. Cream's humming and rustling immediately stopped as she left the island and attended to this minor catastrophe. Seizing her chance, Alba leapt up, grabbed the side of the countertops and hoisted herself up as fast as she could. A golden batch of cookies were laid out invitingly before the little girl hedgehog, reeling her into a very possible sticky situation with their silky aroma like a fly to treacle. Unable to waste any more time her great distraction paid her, she grabbed about four in her tiny arms (ahh, they were still warm and gooey), jumped off the island and ran towards the door – SUCCESS! The cookies were HERS! She was—

"And what do you think you're doing, missy?"

-She was being scooped up into her mother's arms and met with her firm but amused glare.

BUSTED!

"I knew there was someone sneaking around! Well, who else but Sonia the Hedgehog's little girl!" giggled Cream, coming towards them and smelling of cinnamon.

"Just what do you think you're doing with those cookies, little mischief?" Sonia ordered, a grin on her face.

Cookies still clutched in her arms, Alba looked innocently up at her mother and, realising she couldn't get away, grinned sheepishly and held one out for her.

"Cookie?"

Cream and Sonia fell about laughing.

"None for me, thanks," Sonia chuckled. "And how many cookies does a five-year-old hedgehog need, hmmm?"

Alba thought for a second. "A hundred and fifty thousand...hundred?"

"You can have one for now. Save a few for us," said Sonia benevolently, taking three from the little hedgehog's grasp and putting them back on the cooling rack.

"Aw, Mooomm," Alba whined, but stopped complaining once the cookie had met her mouth. "When's Daddy coming home?"

"Very soon, honey, very, very soon," answered Sonia.

"Is he coming home today?"

"Yes."

"Is he coming home this week?"

"Yes."

"Is he coming home this minute?" said the excited little hedgehog.

"I should think he is," said Sonia.

"Yay!" cheered Alba. Then, "Where has he gone?"

Sonia took a few seconds to answer. "He's gone to a special place with Uncle Sonic and Aunt Mina and everyone else to talk to Mr Eggman."

Alba wrinkled her face. "I don't like Mr Eggman!"

"No-one does, Alba!" Sonia giggled. "That's why they've all gone to make sure that he goes away for a long, long time and doesn't come back!"

"Yay!" Alba cheered again, jumping out of her mother's arms.

Cream, still giggling, finished weighing out the icing sugar as Alba scampered off to play with her little brother in the other room.

"She's such a little monkey," Sonia laughed.

Cream smiled in agreement. "Blaze still asleep?"

"Yep. Like a log. A big, furry pregnant log." Sonia glimpsed the enormous assortment of cakes, cookies, shortbreads, tarts, pies and pastries that Cream had baked for the day. "Cream, this is gorgeous!"

Cream blushed with pride. "Thank you, Sonia!"

"No, I'm serious, it all looks terrific. Hey, watch out Blaze doesn't down this entire feast single-handedly."

"What do you mean?"

Sonia scratched her ear. "Well, apparently, her newest craving has been a horrifying combination of – get this – cake and onions."

"Cake and what?"

"Cake and onions."

"Oh dear! Really?" said Cream, wrinkling her bunny nose.

"Really! You wanna know how I found this out?"

"Hmmm, I don't think..." began Cream.

"When Auburn and I found her going through our garbage can like a real alley cat, looking for onion peelings to cover the frozen gateau she had pulled out of her freezer!"

The pair giggled some more and proceeded to prepare the feast.

Cream's mind was mostly occupied throughout the day with her boyfriend of three years, Tails – the two-tailed fox who was crazy for mechanics and tagged around after Sonic like a lost puppy. They had been together since shortly after Cheese's funeral. While grieving the loss of her friend and pet Chao, Tails naively thought then was the best time to confess his long-standing affection for her. He thought it would make her feel better. He was sorely wrong. Nonetheless, Cream grew impressed with Tails' persistence, and after months of courting, Cream finally agreed to date him. They had been inseparable ever since.

About half an hour after the Alba-stealing-cookies incident, Cream, Sonia, Alba, Reed and Blaze were settled in the shade of a huge oak tree in the park outside Station Square. Their feast was packed away in boxes, Cream fitted some faux flowers into the bread basket, Alba tickled her baby brother while being watched by a fond Sonia and Blaze relaxed in the shadows.

"Almost time for the nick-nick!" Alba sang.

"Picnic, Alba," laughed Sonia.

"Mmmm, I'm hungry!" said the little hedgehog.

"You're not the only one," smiled Blaze.

"Goochi!" squealed baby Reed. Sonia did a double-take.

"Oh, my god! Did you hear that? He said Gucci! I can't believe it – his first word!" She continued to rifle through her diaper bag, looking for the baby book. Cream and Blaze caught each others' eye.

"I'm not sure if that's technically a word, Sonia," Cream said delicately.

"Yes it is!" Sonia urged. "Gucci! Fashion? Anyone?"

"It's not even English," said Cream.

"Oh yeah? Then how come we use it?" Sonia quipped.

"Sonia, don't be upset..."

"I'm not upset, Reed just said Gucci!"

"Sonia, what's Gucci to a one-year-old?"

"A fashion designer! Oh my god, my baby's going to be a fashion designer!" She had just pulled out the baby book and a pen, then stopped, miserable realisation drawing into her eyes. "Oh my god, my baby's going to be a fashion designer..."

Blaze chuckled. "Gok Wan, anyone?"

Sonia turned to her son. "Reed, please don't be the next Gok Wan, honey. It's bad enough I have a two crazy brothers, I don't want my son to be constantly criticising what I'm wearing."

Reed grinned, a finger in his toothless mouth. He then pointed at his mother. "Geepa!"

Sonia smiled and kissed her son.

"I wanna kiss the baby too!" said Alba, leaping to the opportunity.

"Sorry, sweetheart," said Cream to Sonia sympathetically.

"It's okay," the purple hedgehog sighed. "I just can't wait until he starts talking."

"Well, the quicker they learn to talk, the quicker they learn to talk back," said Blaze.

Sonia shrugged and smiled. "True."

She looked at her kids. They were the most beautiful things that had ever happened to her. She sighed again and wished her husband home faster.

Suddenly, Cream leapt up.

Sure enough, up in the sky was a proud, two-tailed fox hovering in through the clouds above. Attached to his wrists was Auburn the Otter, and attached to his ankles was Knuckles. Following on tightly was second high-flyer Rouge, carrying by the wrists light pink Amy with a hot pink mink named Magenta hanging on to her ankles. Nearby, the rush of four incredibly fast road-runners rippled through the meadows.

Back home, at last. In time for dinner.

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Sorry, just fell asleep on the keyboard. Hope this story didn't have the same effect on you. Chapter 2 is almost fully prepared, but I want to know if you guys think it's worth publishing. Thank you so much for reading and happy fanfic hunting!