Ah, my first entry in my first screwed up fantasy. Hope ya like...you can read it now... Well? (folds arms and stares right back at 'cha) Are you going to read it or just sit there? I don't even know what's going to happen, I'm curious too. (tucks pencil behind ear and sticks out tongue) Just 'cause I write the stuff doesn't mean I read it... it just happens... QUIT STAREING! Read it 'cause I can't sit here and entertain you any longer. Your creepy.


Chapter One...

(Amy's P.O.V.)

Naturally I am getting ready for a party over our most resent victory. That evil Dr. has seemed to really space out his attacks, but he has came back with stronger forces… sometimes. To bad for him, I was having one of… my days… Sonic and the others seemed surprised that I actually defeated him myself. Espio decided to treating me to a few drinks at his bar, The Ninja Star.

The little party is today, but I can't decide what to wear… my usual, red dress or one of my new outfits I bought after the battle. Now that I think about it… they had to be impulse buys. I don't know where my mind was when I bought them.

"Nah, I don't want to look like Rouge." I said voicing my opinions out loud to no one, which has been a new thing also. But the scary thing is when it's answered…

"Isn't that the truth!" someone scoffed.

I jumped up, summoning my hammer, and scanned my bedroom franticly looking for the source of the voice. That was a female's voice. I was starting to panic, but I finally found the source… my reflection in my vanity mirror…

"Pfft! When I took over, I didn't realize how much of a slut these things make us look." If she wasn't my reflection I would correct her… uh… me? Man, this is confusing.

"O-K. Maybe I shouldn't go to Espio's… I'm already showing signs of being drunk." I moved some of the clothes I had laid out on my queen bed, and sat down, "I'm seeing things!" I began rubbing my temples. My reflection cocked an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

"Aren't you… I don't know… a little… underage to be drinking!?" She was smiling with sharp canines.

"Umm… The legal drinking age for a hedgehog is… 14." She giggled a bit at my answer.

"And your how old?" She propped her head on her fist amused.

"I'll be 14 in a week."

"So little sis, we're 13. Meaning in a week I take over the controls for two years, unless mom releases me or some other crap." she said scratching her chin.

"Huh?!" Did she just call me sis? What about two years, and mother. I don't even remember mother. Ugh! This just keeps getting more and more confusing.

"Don't worry about it. I'm just going to preview a few of these…," she lifted up one of the outfits within the mirror and made a face, "clothes?"

I sat on my bed watching her and trying to make since of everything. Well, she doesn't look like me really. Her fur and quills where purple, and her quills were short, spiked up, a lot sharper looking, and most were over her right eye. She seemed only visible in the mirror, but she can't be my reflection. She was constantly trying on the clothes I bought, sneering, and giving the occasional 'whore' or 'slut' remark. Where as, I am sitting on my bed in my black bra and blue thong!

"Humph… They're all shit. Take them back and get a refund on these half-assed excuses for clothing." she scoffed. She turned toward me, crossed her arms, and cocked her only visible eyebrow. "Are you going to just sit there with your mouth hanging open… or are you going to wear your stupid, girly-girly, red, freggin' dress?"

10 minutes later…

I walked briskly out of my house, escaping the madness. Turning to lock my door, I had to admire my most resent purchase. It was a more suitable house for my recently acquired tastes: two story; very few windows, not including the sunroom, living room, and study; secluded within a tree covered 23 acre lot. I had the woods, a mountain, and a river surrounding my lot. Alas, I had neighbors in between my lot and the river.

Click!

Man, I'm going to be late! I sprinted across my lot and toward my neighbor's yard as a short-cut since I am not as fast as Sonic or Shadow. Bad idea, bad idea! I ended up dodging knives that whistled through the air. They all missed me by a hair. I heard the chick shouting curses when she ran out of knives. I crossed the old stone and mortar bridge, and was six blocks away from my destination, when I ran out of breath.

"I… really… need to lay off… the chili-dogs… even if that's… the only thing Sonic… doesn't mind me around for." I told myself in between pants.

"Humph, I'll say." Some guy scoffed. I turned around to pelt this guy in the face, only to have a helmet shoved in my hands. Yet, instead of looking at the guy I read the red lettering on the black helmet:

Badass Hedgehog.

"Come on, girl, I don't have all day." Came that gravely, dead-toned voice of his. I looked up at Shadow expecting a death glare, but instead I caught the ends of a… smile? I smiled and walked up to the motorcycle he was on, and I was about to get on when I realized what I was wearing.

I looked at my dress, then at his motorcycle, and back at my dress. He noticed what I meant, before I said a word, and turned to fix the bags where I could sit side-saddled comfortably. After he was done, I looked at my dress again and sighed.

"What now?!" he grunted and glared angrily. I sighed once again and began strapping on the helmet.

"I should of wore that leather outfit Rouge gave me, as an early birthday present." He stood up, his eyes grew, and he tripped over backwards off his motorcycle.

"Are you all right, Shadow?" I asked smiling at his position on the ground. All I got was a nervous smile and his throaty laugh.

(Sonic's P.O.V.)

"Where are they?" I was really annoyed. I've been here for ten minutes. I started tapping my foot slowly then picking up speed, putting marks on the polished bamboo floor. I stopped, glanced at my watch under my glove, sighed, plopped in a spinny-chair, and turned toward Espio. Next thing I knew, I was on the floor with a can of polish and a rag. It only took me a few seconds to polish out the marks, but…

"Good thing you fixed that… or I would've had to explain to Amy why I mounted your scrawny ass on the wall." Espio said in contempt, while he started to pour me a drink. But since I was still looking for everyone, I didn't notice how much ice he put in it. (You see, I never do anything slow. Which includes drinking.)

Slurp, Gulp!

Then it hit me… hard!

(Espio's P.O.V.)

"Sonic… WHAT THE HELL?!" I managed to say after restarting my own heart. He was screaming and slamming his head on the bar. I hopped over the bar, still trying to figure out what was going on. I pulled him back, but he was still screaming. I looked at his glass, and smacked my forehead. I filled it with mostly ice like I do for the other customers, so that I refill their glass more often. Yes, Espio, it is a good way to make the extra buck, but pay attention to who's drink you put the freggin' ice in. Sonic and ice… are not the best of friends.

"Err… Sonic?" I could feel myself sweat dropping, "Are you having a… brain freeze?" He turned to me, eyes watery and red, veins popping up on his temples.

"No, dumbass, I was admiring the softness of the bar, and testing the density of the air in here by screaming like a high school girl on fire!" He pretended to hand me something and turned around, "Here's your sign… dumbass." He then started to just massage his temples.

I could hear the low buzz of my other customers saying something on the lines of me torturing the greatest hero the universe has ever known. Ha! If they only knew the fuzz ball. I hopped the bar again and began cleaning the glasses again. Well, at least he stopped screaming.

(Tails's P.O.V)

I reached up and touched my ears to see if they were still there. Knuckles was trying to explain to me what I saw. Like I really needed him to. He was talking my ears off.

Flashback:

Knuckles banged on my workshop door, startling me into banging my head on the hard metal surface of my new project above me. "Tails hurry up!" I glanced at the clock hanging on my wall. Then at the mess of chemicals and motor oil matted up in my fur.

"Shit!" I ran, opened to door, and ushered Knuckles into my living room. "I got to get this crap off of me before we go."

"Whatever." grunted Knuckles as he plopped on the couch. I ran out of the living room, into my bedroom, and grabbed some clean gloves, socks, and sneakers. I ran into the bathroom tossed everything on the bathroom counter, peeled of my dirty items, and deposited them into the laundry chute. I turned on the water and hopped in. Which I had to hop right back out. Hot!! Too hot, hot bad. After I actually got in I rinsed out the motor oil and other chemicals from my fur, I turned off the water and shook off what I could and got in the big hair drier thing I installed a little while back, for that time Amy had to stay at my here when Eggman blew her house up. Thank you, Amy!

After two minutes, I stepped out and walked to the counter to put on my stuff. I looked up at the mirror and almost jumped. Ha! I look like a fuzz ball off of one of those cartoons. I combed my fur as good as I could and slipped on my gloves and stuff. I started down stairs to the living room, when I remembered the vest Cream got me was laying on my bed. I grabbed it and flew down stairs, stopped a few feet from the living room door, trying to fasten my vest correctly.

"Sorry it took so long." I said as I walked in the living room still fussing with the vest, " I-… oh my GODS!!" I was frozen in place.

Knuckles was on the floor… with Rouge. I came to my senses and turned around, but not before getting an eye full. Thank the gods that the couch obstructed most of my view, but her shirt was off and on of her breasts were in his mouth.

End Flashback

I began waving my arms wildly around my head for a moment to shut him up and to free my mind from the images. He did, but the images were burned into my mind!

"Woohoo! Ha, HA!" screamed a familiar female voice. I turned to see the back of…Amy?…on a motorcycle?…with Shadow? I stopped walking and Knuckles ran right into me, almost knocking me to the sidewalk.

"That's the 20th time I've seen that motorcycle! And I just now realize who was on it. What the hell is in the air?!" I screamed grasping my throbbing skull.

We walked into The Ninja Star after my skull stopped pounding and Knuckles put his dreads up into some sort of pony-tail. Knuckles grabbed my shoulder and hissed in my ear, "Don't tell anyone about me and Rouge. Especially, Sonic or Amy." Sure, nearly have sex in a nine year-old's living room floor. Scar him for life, then tell him not to tell his older brother, what's bothering him. Now I understand not telling Amy… but why not my bro. I rolled my eyes. Oh yah, he'll blab it to everyone and their neighbor and think nothing of it. He squeezed my shoulder.

"OK!!" I yelped and after Sonic sped up to us, Knuckles released my shoulder, giving me a noogie. I looked at the floor, unable to rid my mind of the images.

"What's wrong lil' buddy?" Sonic asked me. I was about to say something about Shadow and Amy, but I looked up at him. His eyes were bloodshot or irritated, he looked like he tried to think logically again.

"Maybe, I should be the one asking you that, bro. So…," I waved my hand in front of me toward him as a gesture for him to say something but he didn't take the hint, "what happened to you?" He turned and seemed to stare daggers at Espio.

"I'll tell you later… Do you want a soda or something? Its on me."

"DR. PEPPER!!" I seemed to scream, I didn't mean to but my voice was cracking. Sonic chuckled. "What your voice still does it." I poked at him with my most serious face on.

(Shadow's P.O.V.)

I pulled into a gas station, after I drove around the entire city 28 times. Amy was still giggling wildly, hugging me from behind. Why am I being so nice to this girl? I pulled up to a pump and started to get off to fill the tank, but she pulled me back to a sitting position and squeezed me against her. My face was burning…

"What the hell?!" I looked at her trying to figure out what she was doing.

"Thanks." she purred in my ear, twirling my chest fur around with her fingers. Her other hand started to trail its way down slowly and gently. Out of instinct my left hand grabbed her right, which was in my chest fur, and my right hand reached behind me to grab her leg. What the hell am I doing? Why am I letting her do this? My mouth started to dry out, and I was starting to sweat as I leaned against her. Her hand was a few centimeters from my…

Giggle!

"Well, well. Shadow, I didn't think you, of all people, would allow me to do that." she said seductively. I turned my head to look at her, she was a breath away, I felt… longing, and she giggled. She released me, hopped off, and took off the helmet.

"Aww, you look a wee bit disappointed." She got really close to me, one hand on the handlebars, and holding the helmet on her hip, with the other. She was once again a breath away, and for some reason my lips longed to, at least, brush against hers. She giggled again and kissed my forehead.

She went in before I was able to stand or talk. Damn! What the hell just happened?! I regained my composure in a few seconds, so I got up and filled the gas tank. I heard giggling so I turned fast and looked. I sweat dropped immediately. It was a school bus full of high school girls… apparently my fan club. Some sighed and others were bad mouthing Amy. They were all pointing, whispering, and giggling. I shuddered. Wait, where they watching the whole time? I could feel my face, once again, burning. I tried to ignore their stupid ramblings. I turned back to the pump, shut it off, and grabbed my saddle bag that contained my valuables. I turned toward the building to go pay for the gas, then a bunch of flashing lights erupted from behind me. I turned, still walking toward the building, and flipped those dumbass girls off, giving them something to take a photo of.

"I accept!" screamed one of them. Lets just say I got the hell out of Dodge. When I made it inside I heard a female yelling at the cashier.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 7 RINGS?! THE DAMN PACKAGE SAYS2!" shouted a female hedgehog. At first I thought it was Amy, since she is such a hellcat. I had to stand in line so I looked at this interesting female. Strange… she looks a bit like me. Not that she is male, but I always thought I was the only black and crimson hedgehog. I continued to look her over. She was wearing all grey and had two samurai swords strapped to her waist, if I'm not mistaken one was a katana blade. She had her left hand resting on that one.

"Ma'am they are 7 rings. If you want them, pay, if not, leave." said the wolf as he checked his teeth in a mirror. This is going to take a while. I slung my bags over my shoulder. I was about to walk around the store half, but this girl was familiar to me but I couldn't place my finger on it. She growled and let her hand slide down to unsheathe her sword. I don't know why, but I tapped her on the shoulder. She jumped, faced me ready to fight, her ruby-like crimson eyes flashed.

"What do you want?" she spat. I handed her 10 rings from my bag. She looked at them as if I just tried to hand her a live hand grenade. "What the hell is this for."

"Take it, pay for your items, and get the hell out of my way." I sneered, motioning my head to the cashier. "You're taking too damn long." I growled, showing her I could be as intimidating as she could. She rolled her crimson eyes, catching me off guard, and took the rings.

"Thanks." she grunted.

"Katana! Hurry up the bus is going to leave without up." shouted a female blue kisune with three tails.

"I am hurrying." she growled still looking at me, "They won't leave anyway, if they are paying us to watch them." She turned handed the wolf 7 rings and looked at the remainder.

"Keep it. You probably need it." I said scratching my nose. She glared, made a noise, grabbed her stuff, and left. As soon as she did I stepped forward, "Pump 8, the motorcycle."

(Amy's P.O.V.)
"Why did I do that?" I asked myself, while fixing my quills and makeup in the bathroom mirrors.

"Wasn't that fun?" asked my purple reflection, that appeared in the other mirror. I looked over to her, thinking about how he reacted.

"I have to admit, it was." I told her, "I really didn't think he would act like that. I was thinking he would… I don't know…hit me and leave me here." She shrugged and smiled mischievously.

"I might have helped…a little bit." her smile widened showing her sharp canines. "Want to do some more damage?"

"Sonic isn't as easy as this. So why not? This is going to be so fun." I said finding myself smiling the same way, "But before we began his slow torture…what shall I call you."

"So you really don't remember your older, twin sister?" she asked kind of poutish. I shook my head. "Oh, come on…I'm Ivy! Just don't ever call me Ivy. I prefer Envy."

"Envy? OK, whatever, sister." I shrugged. Her green eyes flashed yellow for a second and she looked toward the ceiling.

"He was really longing for our taste, wasn't he?" she looked at me slyly and her voice deepened slightly, "Shall we tease him a little more?"

"Hell, yah!" I said as I loosened my top a little so the straps slid on my shoulders, and showing some cleavage. "It is too much fun not to." I gave myself a few last minute glances in the mirror before leaving.

(Shadow's P.O.V.)

I pulled up near the door waiting for the stupid girl. I killed the motor and pulled a book out from my other saddle bag. Ten pages in I hear that annoying bell, on the exit door, ring. I looked up and nearly dropped my book. I felt my face burning as I turned away from her to put away my book, and to try and keep my composure. I looked back at her.

She looks… "Are you alright, Shadow?" desirable!

"Err…" Damn what am I supposed to say. Speak, man! Speak!! She leaned against the motorcycle, rested her right hand on my leg, and felt my forehead with her left. She seemed worried, and I was just about to say something to reassure her, when I realized how close and how low her top was. I felt drool run down my lip…

"Shadow! Are you looking at my breasts?" her eyes were narrowed and slightly angry.

"NO! Err…no." I slapped her hands off of me. She is just a stupid girl! I wiped off the drool with the back of my glove. A very good looking girl. I shook my head. Am I really thinking about Amy?! Get a hold of yourself. Your reputation is on the line. "I'm…just…having some kind of…problem. Uh…hop on."

"Umm…Shadow? Could I drive?" she looked at my motorcycle in longing. Like hell she's going to drive my motorcycle.

"Sure." What?! "But you can't drive side-saddled." Got her there.

"Scoot back." Huh? I found myself rearranging my bags and actually scooting back. She isn't really serious. Is she? She sung her leg over, brushing against me slightly, and showing her…thong(?) and she arranged her skirt as she sat down. She is serious. I could feel a nose bleed coming on. Damn. She turned to me slightly and blushed.

"Umm…Shadow, could you scoot up some? My skirts can't cover my backside completely." I just had to look before I scooted up. It was a thong…a dark blue one at that. She pulled her skirts over me some. Why the hell, did I just look. There was some heavy pressure behind my nose now, but it wasn't bleeding yet.

"Well hold on." Where?! I was confused to where I should hold on, without offending her. She sighed seeing my distress, grabbed my hands, slid back against me, put my hands on her legs, and slid them up slightly under her skirts. I started to sweat again when she started the motorcycle. As she pulled out, I don't think she meant to, but she rubbed her ass against me and a groan escaped my lips. Oh, shit! I hope she didn't hear that. I was about to die of embarrassment.

She slowed down, and groaned in annoyance to the traffic. But that little moan caused a little pleasure to run through me. Why? What? Wait. Damn, my hands are even betraying me. They started trailing farther up her legs. Halt! Desist!! Stop!!! Oh, what the hell. I reached my destination, but one hand continued up her hip. When my hand reached her stomach, she pulled in front of The Ninja Star, and she killed the motor. She started giggling, sighing afterward and leaned against my chest. I actually forgot we were in public. She turned her head on my left shoulder so she could look into my eyes. I don't know how but I kissed her. She placed her right hand on my cheek, causing all my actions to stop.

"Are…you really…this happy…to be with me?" she panted, blushing slightly. I felt like I was going to burst, I could see my hands through the cloth of her dress. She removed my hands and hopped off. Oh thank the gods! If she hadn't got off when she did…I think I would have raped her. I looked down at myself, and quickly swinging one of my saddlebags in front of me, hurting myself a little. I felt my face burn hotter than ever. Damn! If I didn't die of embarrassment earlier, I will now She giggled and half way leaned and sat against my motorcycle.

"So do you think you can calm down yet?" her voice was deep and seductive, her eyebrows were raised, eyes dancing with laughter, and plastered on her face was a mischievous smile.

"You-you where toying with me?!" my voice raised and cracked. She placed a delicate finger across my lips to hush me. She held my attention with her eyes.

"Now how would we explain this if it went further? Hmm?" she purred. Kissing her finger that was on my lips, she straitened up and looked at me seriously. "Now, help me tighten my dress straps." She turned around for me, I reached up with shaky fingers. Damn! How can one girl break me down like this? "Oh, Shadow, your nose is bleeding." Aw, shit.

(Sonic's P.O.V.)

I looked at my watch again. Its not like Amy to be late. I reached for my glass, and examining it making sure it didn't have ice. The door opened and I saw Amy walk in, her facial expression and posture was showing every sign she was guilty of something. I ignored that.

"Hey, finally! Ames, where were yo-" I was cut short when I noticed Shadow holding her an arms length in front of him. He was also holding his saddlebag in front of him. From what I could see he was also holding his saddlebags in front of himself. I'm not even going to ask. Maybe Amy got him with that hammer. If so…I know his pain. I watched him get on the barstool not removing the bags, or stopping to call me a name. Something's fishy and it isn't coming from Big's sushi shop neither. He turned away from Amy, growling. There was dried blood on his nose. What the hell?! Amy rubbed his shoulder and whispered something in his ear. He brushed her hands off.

"Espio, give me the strongest drink you got." he growled rubbing his temples.

"Sorry, Shadow. But I can't give you anything…until you give me your bags. Given the fact your always carrying a gun with you and you're a horrible drunk." Espio said watching Shadow's face turn red, not with anger but something else… Wonder what that faker is hiding. I saw Amy out of the corner of my eye skip toward me smiling evilly for a second. Amy was standing in front of me, but I had to pretend to be more interested in Shadow's and Shadow's argument.

"Hey, blue." she purred caching me off guard. Now I was paying attention. She leaned up closer to me. "What's wrong? Are you afraid to talk to me?" she sounded seductive.

"I-I-I-I-" I couldn't say shit. She giggled backing up and plopping in the only stool in between me and Shadow. She turned toward Shadow and Espio. Man, you got to think of something or if Lardbutt's listening she's in deep caca.

"Espio, just give him the drink." she said flipped her quills behind her and propped her head on her hands. Espio cocked an eyebrow. "I was being completely horrible to…" she rubbed Shadow's shoulder and smiled evilly, "Mr. Hormones McHorneypants."

Espio, Tails, Knuckles, and myself hit the floor laughing. I am going to kill him, but that is sooo funny. Shadow turned three shades redder than Knuckles's fur and started to bang his head on the bar. I could have sworn I saw Amy's eyes flash yellow, before I started to tear up with laughter.

(Amy's P.O.V.)

After everyone was able to get back up, I held out my hand to help my Sonic up. He looked at it then at me, I smiled my usual smile. He looks so cute when he's thinking. He reached up and slapped it away. He got up and shoved me back onto the barstool. I felt a building rage as he walked toward Knuckles and them. Revenge!

"Hey, faker, if you want Amy sooo bad," he smirked and scratched his nose, "you can have her!" He was laughing, and by how Shadow's muscles tensed he was getting angry. I hopped down and walked in front of Shadow, Sonic put his hands up expecting me to hit him. But my sisters voice was nagging me: Don't be expected, be unexpected for once.

I turned toward Shadow, shoved away the bags, hopped on his lap (straddling), and nuzzled my head against his chest. I began to cry, and to my surprise Shadow tried to comfort me the best he could, given his predicament. Wow, Shadow's a big softy. No wonder he always turned away when someone cries. He stroked my quills back away from my face. I looked up at Shadow who looked at me like I was the most precious thing in the world. Oh, now I'm going to really cry. Sonic never looked at me like this, I thought he did once from the corner of my eye, but he was making faces and sticking his tongue out at me.

"Everything's going to be alright." he tried to murmur, his deep voice prevented it from being as quiet as he wanted. I had to bite my lip and burry my face in his soft, fluffy white chest fur again. I turned enough to see Sonic's reaction. His jaw dropped and he was staring at us like we were something foreign or illogical. Knuckles and Espio were elbowing each other whispering something, then smiling. Since Tails was behind me I couldn't see his reaction.

"I-I-I'm sorry." I bawled. My sister's bored voice echoed though my mind again, You're over playing it. He lifted me up, gently and carefully, and carried me to the nearest booth. I turned on the waterworks. He set me down carefully on the cushy bench-like seat.

"There is nothing to be sorry about." he managed to sound soothing even though his voice was rough and gravely. He scooted up beside me and propped me against his shoulder. Shadow looked at Sonic lip curling, snarling. "I'd gladly take her if you're just going to shove her away," he growled, looking back at me his tone and eyes softened, "frankly, you don't know what you're missing."

It made me blush, so I adverted my eyes toward the floor. Maybe I am over playing it. He lifted my head with one finger, wiped away my fake tears with his other hand, and gently pulled me in for a kiss.

I only did this to make Sonic jealous, but…I think I'm enjoying this. He reached down and pulled be in closer, then shifting his head to deepen our kiss. Random thoughts rushed through my mind as it started to cloud. I wasn't paying attention till now, but it tastes like Shadow has eaten a few peppermints recently. Who would've known the Ultimate Lifeform likes peppermints. I gasped when I felt Shadow's hands under my skirts, I pulled his hands away, and he began to nibble my neck. Placing a hand on each side of his face, I forced him back into a kiss. I felt he was a little surprised and turned on by this little action, but I couldn't keep a strait frame of mind after that…

In the fog, I heard everyone clear their throats at once. I quickly pushed him off of me, highly embarrassed and disappointed, wanting to continue. I looked shyly at Shadow, who had a bloody lower lip and his quills weren't in their normal fashion. Guess he's like Sonic and me, and gels them too. He looked as embarrassed as I felt if not more so. I couldn't help experimenting slightly, by trying to smile that one way again. After scooting up against him again and leaning against his shoulder, I played with his chest fur, causing him to tense up again momentarily. I glanced at Sonic. He was gritting his teeth , clenching and unclenching his fists. Just to put the toppins on the cake, I stretched up and nipped Shadow's ear, receiving a yelp of surprise from him.

I slid out of the booth and barely caught my dress before it revealed more than I ever want to in public. I caught it at my breasts, revealing some of my lacy black bra. I felt everyone's eyes on me, making my face seem like it was melting.

"Well, you almost saw everything you didn't earlier today." my voice wasn't my own, smooth, seductive, proud. My head turned toward Shadow. "Right, Shadow?" He was out of the booth fixing my dress for me in seconds. Holding my quills up I looked toward Sonic. Nose at full flow, his eyes rolled back and he sank to the floor.


Well what cha think? I want to know. Come on tell me. Its my first story, good or bad? Well review please. STOP STAREING ALL READY!! I can't just intertain you...well I could...or am I now?