Chapter 1

What could be more perfect then a picnic on a beautiful summer day? Birds chirping in the bright green trees, butterflies flapping their bright orange and black wings while drinking nectar from flowers in the meadow. Sitting on her red and white checkered blanket, Amy Rose was watching the butterflies fly.

"It looks great to be free like that," she said with a sigh. She sat beside her brown woven basket.

"If only Sonic was here, I'd really enjoy myself," Amy said kind of sad. Then, she saw something in the meadow, something running in a blue light. Amy stood up in joy running toward the light.

"It's Sonic! He is here!" She kept going to it. It seemed like it was getting bigger. She stopped standing in the meadow. The light stopped in front of her. It was Sonic. He stood there staring at her. Amy did the same.

"Hey," Sonic said shaky.

"Hi," Amy said back also shaky. She was still trying to get her breath back. Sonic smiled at her. Amy loved his smile, she also smiled back.

"So," Amy said hoping to start a conversation, "what are you doing around here?" She stood there with her left hand grasping her right wrist.

"Well, I'm just doing what I normally do…run," he said shaky. Amy started to worry about him.

"Are you ok Sonic," she asked while she put her hand on his right shoulder.

"Yeah…I'm fine," he said while pushing her hand off his shoulder. He was about to run away but Amy went in front on him.

"Please don't leave yet," she said while staring in his eyes.

"Come on Amy, it's been a long day…" he said a little depressed. Then Amy noticed something on his left shoulder. She looked at it not really knowing what it was.

"Hey Sonic, what's that your arm," she asked starting to worry more. After she said that he put his hand on his arm.

"It…it's nothing. Now can you move I want to get home," he said trying to get past Amy but she kept staying in front of him. Sonic was starting to get irritated.

"No Sonic, let me see," Amy said trying to look at his arm.

"Stop Amy," he said moving away.

"Why won't you let me see, I want to help you." She finally got a hold of his hand and pulled it off. She couldn't believe it, it was a terrible looking gash.

"Sonic…what happened," she asked. Sonic looked down, kind of ashamed. Amy was getting really worried. Sonic moved out her grip and tried to get away but she ran in front of him again.

"Come on Amy move," he said even more irritated. Amy walked up to him again looking in his eyes.

"Why won't you let me help you," she said upset. He didn't know what to say, he didn't even know why he wouldn't let her help him. He wanted to say something, but…why couldn't he?

"I…I don't know." Amy wanted to help him so badly. She never wanted to see him hurt or sad.

"Please let me help you Sonic. All I want to do is to get some kind of bandage to put on that terrible gash," she said hoping he'll let her. Sonic looked up at her.

"I guess you can." After Sonic said that, Amy had a feeling in her, a hurtful feeling. She couldn't get it to go away. It hurt so bad she started to have tears in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks. Amy looked in his eyes again.

"All I want to do is help you and you only say 'I guess you can'." She started to cry a little more, starting to also feel mad at him. Now Sonic was starting to feel bad.

"Amy, I didn't mean it that way-

"Why do you treat me this way, I treat you in my nicest way and you give me this!" She started crying harder. Sonic hated seeing her cry, he hated saying anyone cry.

"Please don't cry Amy…I'm sorry, it's just because today's been really crazy. I never meant to hurt your feelings. If it makes you feel better you can help me…if you still want to though," he said hoping she would accept his apology. She sniffed as she looked at him again trying to smile.

"Really," she asked feeling a little better. He smiled.

"Yeah," he said feeling better too knowing she wasn't mad her that much. Amy got herself to smile at him.

"Oh, come up here with me on the hill. I have a picnic set up, and I'm pretty sure there's a First-Aid Kit in my basket," she said as she started to run up the hill. Sonic smiled as he followed her. Amy sat down the blanket. When Sonic arrived she told him to sit next to her. He wasn't sure about it first, but he did it anyway. Amy searched through her basket. Then she pulled out a container with a red cross on the top.

"Here we go," she said as she opened it.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing," Sonic asked not sure about it now. She giggled as she took out Neosporin and a wrapping cloth.

"Of course I do, if I didn't I would never take a chance with you." Sonic didn't really understand what she meant. He kind of took it the wrong way.

"What do you mean by that," he said a little mad.

"I didn't mean it that way; I meant that if I didn't know what I was doing, I wouldn't try to fix something on you. You know, I wouldn't want to do it the wrong way and hurt you. Do you understand now?" Sonic understood now.

"Oh ok, I get it now," he said not as worried. While Amy was getting the stuff ready, he looked out at the meadow, adoring the beautiful roses. The bright red roses reminded him of Amy. How the bright red was like Amy's red dress, and the smell of the flower. The sweet smell of a fresh rose, that was how Amy kind of smelt. He also started to think of the looks of the flower. How delicate and beautiful it looked. Then he compared it to Amy again, how delicate and beautiful Amy was. Suddenly he caught himself thinking of Amy that way. He never thought of her that way.

"Sonic," Amy said. The sound of her startled him.

"Oh, are you ok Sonic. I'm sorry I interrupted your daydreaming." She giggled a little.

"Oh…it's ok," he said trying to hold back his blushing. She had everything ready.

"Ok Sonic, I'll need you to give me your arm." Sonic listened and picked up his arm as Amy got the Neosporin and put some on his arm. Then, she got the cloth and moved closer to him. Sonic wasn't sure why she was coming so close. Amy finished wrapping the cloth around his arm.

"All done," said she smiling at him.

"Thanks Amy, it feels better already." He smiled back. He was getting ready to leave but she didn't want him to yet.

"Hey Sonic," she said.

"What's up," he said back. She didn't know how to ask him. Come on Amy She told herself, it's just a simple question. Sonic didn't know what was taking her so long.

"Amy," he asked, "are you ok?"

"Y-yeah, sorry, it's just that…well, I was wondering if you, um," she couldn't ask him. Amy, she told herself again, he doesn't bite, it's just a simple yes or no question, hopefully he'll say yes.

"Amy," Sonic said again.

"Oh…sorry, I just want to know if you would like to, um. If you would like to stay here and have a picnic with me," she asked hoping her face wasn't too red. Sonic didn't know what to say ether. A picnic, he started talking to himself too, a picnic sounds kind of nice, but with Amy? Do I really want to chance it? I mean come on she likes to hang on me…literally.

"Well…I guess I could stay, as a thank you for your help, how's that," he asked. Amy had a smile on her face.

"Really, you'll stay," she said with excitement.

"Sure," he said as he sat back down. Amy was so happy. Sonic laughed a teasing laugh at her.

"What," she asked also laughing.

"Oh…nothing," he laughed again. For some reason he felt different, different about Amy. He didn't understand. She was his friend nothing more. But he didn't think of her as a friend anymore. If she's not a friend…what is she? He couldn't figure out his feeling. He turned and looked at her. She was staring out at the meadow, smiling. The wind blew her hair and her eyes sparkled. He never saw her look so beautiful. Again he caught himself thinking of her in a different way. He shook his head thinking it would go away. Amy turned and looked at him.

"Are you ok Sonic," she asked him. Sonic looked back at her.

"Um, yeah I'm ok," he said then turned and looked out at the meadow.

"Oh ok, if you say so," she turned and looked back at the meadow again. But Sonic wasn't ok; he still didn't know what he was feeling. He thought about it again. Then, it came to him. He didn't believe it at first. Could it be…love?