T, we can't tell you why, but you need to leave…maybe go on vacation" said Arceus. Ash was standing next to her nodding. "What?! Why?!" Asked T. "Like we said, we can't tell you! Maybe it's because I'm an ass" said Arceus.

"You probably want time to do each other, plus you really are being an ass" said T. "And now you've just gone and pissed me off. Ever wonder about a Pokemon goddess's throwing distance? I sure have, let's find out how far I can throw a hedgehog!" Said Arceus as she picked T up in Psychic and threw her into the sky.

"If I had to pick one, I'd say her mind plate is her most useful plate…WHAAAAAAAAA!" Said/screamed T as she flew into the sky and out of sight.

Meanwhile, Amy had gotten dressed in her apartment in station square. She then got out a list. "Let's see what boring crap I have to do today…buy groceries, return a library book…replace my perfume…so nothing exciting I guess" she sighed as she left.

A little bit later, she was walking when she heard a crash from inside an alleyway. "Oh no! Someone must have gotten hurt!" She said before running into said alley. When she rounded the corner, she saw a semi copy of herself lying partially covered in trash from the garbage cans she had fallen into.

"Oh my gosh, T are you alright?" She asked as she ran over. "I guess…mind doing me a favor and helping me up?" Asked T. "Sure. Mind doing me one too?" Asked Amy as she helped her friend up. "Depends. What?" Asked T. "Come home with me and Get a bath" said Amy.

T shuddered. "But I hate water more than sonic…" she said. "We'll talk about it when we get there. For now, spray some of this on yourself" said Amy as she pulled out a bottle of perfume she just bought.

When they had made it back to her apartment, Amy turned to T. "Now I know you hate water. But it's not going to kill you. Why do you always fight people when they ask you to get a bath or shower?" She asked.

"Remember that time in aquarium park? When this and the Pokemon world had first combined? Well that whole giant arm wrestling octopi thing that almost drowned sonic still haunts me. What if a fresh water octopus squeezes its way through the pipes and into the tub and decided to strangle me or pull me under the water!?" Asked T.

"Totally irrational. But if it makes you feel better, I'll get mine with you. I doubt an octopus' soft body will be any match for my hammer and your energy" said Amy. "You'd do that for me? Thanks Amy" said T.

About ten minuits later, the two walked out of the bathroom in sleepwear. Amy had on a pair of fleece red pajamas with white trim and T had on a light pink long nightgown with white lace trim on the sleeves, bottom, neck hole, and breast covering as well as light pink eye-covers on her forehead.

"Your nightdress is really pretty T. Where did you get the money for something like that?" Asked Amy. "You promise not to gawk, slap me, or anything like that?" Asked T to which Amy nodded. "So I have loads of cash stored up from the spoils from my finds during adventures in other realms…and then There's the whole conversion rate deal. If you take into account how much one ring is worth to a dimension where gold doesn't exist in energy form…they will pay a fortune for a single ten ring capsule! Not that I take advantage of them like that. It's just one way that people can make money….don't tell this to Rouge or she'll be all over me" said T.

"So wait, what are you saying?" Asked Amy. T pulled her over to the couch. "Ok, let's say you are in a dimension where literally everything is made of gold like the plants and animals, the dirt, the water, everything. It's not gonna be worth that much to its inhabitants. It'll go for about as much as a bunch of low quality dirt would here. Then take a ten by ten inch block of that gold from their dimension which whey won't mind you just taking from them and bring it to a dimension where gold is so scarce it's almost nonexistent. How much will they be willing to pay for it there?" Said T.

Amy thought for a moment before laughing. "Exactly.. That second dimension will be begging you to negotiate a price…heck they'll ask you to name it and they'll pay it! That's one way to make yourself rich off anything in the multiverse. that also opens up a problem for me though. What if I ended up trapped in a dimension where energy is a rarity!? They'll catch me and Use me like a triple A battery" said T.

"That is a problem…" Said Amy. "Yeah…hey what are we doing for dinner. You want Chinese food?" Asked T. "Sure" said Amy. "How about spicy chicken garlic and egg rolls?" Asked T. "Drop the egg rolls. They might summon you know who" said Amy. "Yeah, like that could ever happen. I mean he is pretty fat and all but he can't smell an Egg roll from even a mile away" laughed T as she picked up the phone.

Little did they know a spy robot was outside the window. Somewhere at an Eggman base, he was looking at his screens. "Hey! They are getting egg rolls and they didn't invite me! Orbot! Send out the Egg Carrier! I want those egg rolls and I don't care if I have to destroy the city!" Said Eggman. Then a wall blew in. "I've been waiting in this wall for the past few weeks waiting for you to try something Eggman! TIDIAAAAAAAA!" Screamed Dreamcast sonic as he jumped at the controls and Eggman.

T's ears perked up. "Is something wrong T" asked Amy as she ate her food. "Yeah, I swear a time paradox just happened. Apparently Dreamcast sonic wanted his own return in recent years so he came back and is now beating the snot out of Eggman for trying to send the egg carrier to take our egg rolls" said T as she looked at a mini holo screen over her gauntlet. "I'm sending him back" she added as she pressed the screen twice.

"So T, at least once a month Cream myself and sometimes Rouge have a slumber party. We always invite you to come but you never answer. So now that you're here, you want to join us tomorrow night?" Asked Amy. Um…sure. And I probably didn't answer because the postal service you used to send the invite likely doesn't do interplanetary deliveries" said T.

"Well I'm going to go to bed. Do you want to share my bed, get a sleeping bag, or use the couch?" Asked Amy. "I get cold on couches, and sleeping bags always get stuck on my quills. If it's alright with you, I'll share the bed" said T.

"No problem" said Amy.