She was sitting at her desk as always with a large text book open and her cute little black nose stuck in it. She's usually a lot of fun, why does she have to work now when he clearly don't want to? With a deep and bored sigh, the blue furred hedgehog draped his body upside down on the couch, just watching her. "AAAAmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!" he whined childishly. "I'm sooooooooooo booooooooorreed! Entetaaaaaaaaaiiiin meeeeeeeeeeee." the pastel pink furred hedgehog's emerald eyes were still glued to the pages of her thick old book, she was completely lost in her studies for their next assignment. "Aaaaaaaaammmmmyyyyyyy!" he whined again. Still nothing. "Aaaammmyyyy! Amy-Amy-Amy-Amy-Amy-Amy-Amy-A-"

"For the love of crystal rings Sonic what!?" She snapped finally looking up from her book.

"I'm bored."

Amy rolled her eyes and turned in her chair sticking her nose back into her book. She gave out a loud an obviously annoyed groan. "You are such a child..." she muttered. Immediately, he blue hedgehog sat up narrowed his eyes at the short girl.

"Says the one who does improve and juggles."

"Well, for your information Hedgehog," she turned her wheelie chair around to face him and returned the narrow-eye look "I do that on my spare time. Unlike you Knuckles and Sticks, I actually have to manage my time."

"Oh please, like you do a lot."

"Who do you think plans everything out genius. Knuckles."

He pressed his lips together in a hard line, Knuckles was his friend of course, but he indeed was an idiot. "Point made." He jumped on his feet and leaned on the back of Amy's chair. She smirked at her small victory and turned back to her book turning the page. His green eyes glanced down at the pages, instead of words, the sentences where written in weird symbols and images and written vertically instead of horizontally . "What's this?"

"It's part of a new discovery in a tomb where the next crystal ring is." she explained turning back to her book. She pointed at a few f the lines. "You see these? There seems to be a connection with some of the tombs we've seen, I think that maybe it's a new branch from an already discovered old aged culture."

"What? I'm lost."

"I think that the ring might be hidden behind a couple of traps, and maybe this scripture is the same language..." She grabbed a couple of large printed photos at the corner of her desk and placed them next to the lines of he book. Sonic tilted his head in confusion, he never knew she could work this hard pre-mission. He always assumed she and Tails where clever enough to think of a plan on the spot, like old times. His green orbs traveled up to her peachy face. She looked so excited talking about this, history stuff. Her eyes sparkled the way she translated everything into plain English. It was also very impressive how she can hold so much information in her head without it exploding spaghetti and meatballs everywhere and be good in combat out in the field. How she balanced he skills, smarts and beauty was something he'd never figure out. What, Beauty? Where did that come from? "...then after that we can see if the Crystal is indeed a legendary chaos emerald-Sonic are you even listening?!" She snapped

"Um...huh?" A sweat dropped from his forehead, he must have been staring at her longer than he thought. Crap! "Y-Y-Yeah yeah sure Amy."

"So you understand what you're suppose to do when you get tied up in a boobietrap and water is filling up the room?"

"Wait! W-Water!?" he panicked. "There's water is this mission!?"

"Ha! Just as I thought! You weren't paying attention!I swear, Sticks has more of an attention span than you."

"Well can you blame me? Come on Ames, lets go do something fun."

"No, I have work to do."

"Please!?" he pleaded putting his hands together in prayer. "I'm all alone!"

"No! Go ask Tails."

"He's fixing up the Tornado."

"Knuckles?"

"Get serious."

"Sticks?"

"I don't want to go to jail."

"Well tough luck then" she turned back to her book with a victory grin on her face. Sonic as almost never blown off by any one, especially Amy. Either she really does have a lot o work to do, or she's mad at him for something he has no memory doing and this is pay back. A cruel thing to do to a hedgehog with ADD. He pouted and put his head on her shoulder.

"Pleeeeeeeeeaaaaaassseeee?"

"No."

"You're such a prude!" he snatched the book right off the table and held it to his face.

"Hey Soni-"

"How is thing possibly more interesting than me?"

Amy jumped to her feet to snatch her book back, but the blue furred male was about a full head taller than her. He held it up high above his head, making the girl jump with her arms stretching as far as they could to get it. But it was hopeless. "Sonic give it"

"Not until we do something else!"

"We can have fun later, I need to work! Sonic!" she whined. "It's not fair!"

"What's not fair, is you working to hard while I sit here doing nothing!" he laughed. Amy stomped her foot pouting her lips and crossing her arms. She was so cute-STOP THAT!

"Give me back my book!" She pounced on him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. His legs wobbled at the sudden weight on him. He lost his footing and fell back the floor in an 'Ooph!'. More serious than ever, Amy straddled him and reached for her book, and as if on cue, Sonic reached his arms back to keep them out of reach. "Give it!" she growled.

"Neeeevaaarrr!"

"I'll kill you!"

"You shan't defeat me evil pink monster!"

"Soooonnniiiiiiiic!" She giggled and laid on his body and inched herself closer and closer to his face to reach for the book. Her frown twisted into a smile, he laughed at her childish whining and cute giggles. "I will tickle you!"

"Like you could ever beat the mighty blue blur!"

He smiled at her, she smiled back. She never noticed how bright his eyes were, or how sparky they could be when he excited himself with goofing off. His smile was handsome and soft, and his fur was a wind blown mess like she liked it. Her lips were right there! All he had to do was tilt up his head for and inch and BAM! Why couldn't he do it? Their bodies fit together perfectly, and no one was in the house. No time could be better than this. Their stares relaxed for a moment. She was coming down to meet his face. Dear mobius, this was it, she was making the move instead! This proves she felt the same way, yes!

Suddenly, his hand felt light.

"My book." she smirked devilishly. She truly was a cruel girl. But that's what he loved best of her.