WARNING: This story contains themes and material that may be inappropriate and/or too graphic for some readers. These themes contain, but are not limited to, blood, gore, torture, rape, mutilation and other extremely suggestive and graphic material. Please read at your own risk. Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic and Co., they are property of Sega. XXXXX Her Sweet Passion
"For the last time Amy, I'm busy right now! Stop following me!"
"But you promised! You do this every time, Sonic!"
The pink hedgehog was persistent, he'll give her that much. He had been running for almost half an hour now, and not once did Amy stop to catch her breath. After 20 years of running after him, she must've gained a talent for such speed, despite her being such a young hedgehog. Still, it would impossible for her to out-run the fastest thing alive.
Sonic dashed through the forest, red sneakers barely touching the ground as he desperately tried to escape the young girl and her swinging hammer. When he reached a clearing, he jumped onto a nearby tree and hid amongst the leaves, out of Amy's sight. He heard her feet approaching, and she came to a halt when she realized Sonic was no longer in front of her. Lowering her hammer, she looked around the clearing, trying to find her supposed boyfriend. Her hair was a mess, she was panting loudly, and Sonic could see from where he was hiding that she was enraged and ready to blow at any moment. He held his breath, not wanting her to hear him.
Unfortunately for him, she spotted the blue hedgehog.
"Get down here, Sonic!" she screamed.
He sighed, knowing that if he didn't obey, she would just start climbing the tree anyway. He jumped down and landed a few feet away from her. Before his feet barely touched the ground, she ran toward him and swung her hammer trying to hit him. Thank goodness for quick reflexes, Sonic ducked and avoided getting hit. Before she could get another hit in, he grabbed her arms and held them tightly. She tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but he was much stronger than her and she failed to get away from him.
"Amy stop this, you're acting crazy!" Sonic told her, trying to calm her down.
She stopped moving in order to catch her breath, but she growled at him angrily. "You're the reason I'm acting crazy! I can't stand you, Sonic! You can be such a pain sometimes!"
Sonic loosened his grip and Amy managed to get away. She stood erect, her hands balled into fists, her eyes glued to his green ones. Sonic couldn't fight the urge to back away slightly.
She sighed before saying quietly, "You promised me that we would do something special for my birthday. It would just be you and me, and we would spend the whole day together."
The way Amy said this made Sonic feel like an ass, and that feeling doubled when she started crying. What hurt more was that she was telling the truth. Sonic had promised her that he would take her out for her birthday, and it would just be the two of them. She already had a party with all of their friends on the actual day of her birthday, and on that day Sonic promised her that the two of them would do something special as his gift to her. Today was supposed to be the day that they would go out together, but Sonic hadn't planned for Eggman to unleash his terror onto the city in the form of a gigantic robot, and he also hadn't planned for Tails to tell him that the Chaos Emeralds had gone missing and that the only way to defeat Eggman's robot was to turn super, thus creating his schedule for the day: First, find all the Chaos Emeralds; Second, defeat the robot. There was no time for his date with Amy.
"I know what I promised Amy, but we can't go out together now. I have to find the Chaos Emeralds before Eggman starts hurting people. Your date will just have to wait."
"But that's what you always say, Sonic! My plans are always pushed out of the way and forgotten just because you have to go save Mobius! You always do this every time. I'm sick of it."
"Amy I can't just sit around idly while Eggman is destroying the city," Sonic said.
"Can't you make Knuckles and Shadow defeat him?" Amy whined.
"Knuckles and Shadow are already looking for the Emeralds. I have to help them!"
"You also have to go out on a date with me like you promised. But I guess the Emeralds and Eggman are more important than my birthday gift, huh?"
"Well…" Sonic wasn't sure how to answer because, truthfully, Amy's birthday wasn't exactly the most significant thing in the world when compared to magic gems and an evil scientist.
The two of them were quiet for a while, Amy sobbing silently. Sonic felt bad, but he also felt anxious, knowing that the more time he wasted dealing with the pink hedgehog, the less time he had to defeat Eggman. He said to Amy, "Look, we'll go out another day, okay? I promise-"
"And you'll break that promise too! Like you break all of your promises!"
"I'm sorry Amy, but I have to go find those Emeralds. I'll meet up with you later, okay?" Without another word, Sonic took off, running in the direction he was going before, away from Amy.
But Amy wasn't finished with him. "Wait, come back!" Again, she took off after him, desperately trying to catch up. The blue hedgehog heard her behind him, but ignored her and kept running. She ran and ran, her body in no mood for anymore running, until she collapsed onto the ground, landing face-first into a pile of mud. Her face and dress were covered in disgusting dirt and grime, and when she looked up she saw Sonic looking back at her. But instead of running back to help her, he took off again, deserting her. Her eyes blurry from tears, she tried standing up but slipped on the wet dirt, landing on the mud again. She tried a second time, managing to stay on her feet. She stood in the pile of mud, her body covered in filth, as she looked on at the blue hedgehog now miles away from her.
"Why didn't he come back to help me?" she asked herself.
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Upon returning home, Amy slammed the front door of her house behind her and walked directly to her room, her red boots tracking mud. She slammed the door of her room open, breaking it off of its hinges, and entered her bedroom. It was decorated with a typical Amy Rose design, light pink walls, plush bright pink carpet, a small bed pushed to one side of the room, covered in pink bed sheets and fluffy red pillows. Covering most of the walls were pictures of her and her friends, many of the pictures including Sonic in them, usually with an embarrassed look on his face as the pink hedgehog forced him to take the picture with her. On her bureaus she had every doll of Sonic that was ever created, lined up neatly from smallest to largest, all of them very similar. A small red desk was shoved up against a wall, and on it were all of Sonic's video games piled up in separate columns.
Up until this moment, she loved her room. Now, she couldn't stand the way she decorated it.
She walked to her bed and sat down, getting dirt on the pink sheets. Putting her head in her hands she cried to herself for the longest time. "All I wanted was for Sonic and I to do something special, but NOOOO, I can't even have that! He has to go save the stupid world! It's like I don't even matter to him! There are always things that are more important to him!"
She grabbed a pillow and threw it across the room out of her anger. "It's always excuses with him! Every time I want to do something, he always has an excuse as to why he can't hang out with me!"
She grabbed another pillow and threw it away from her, and did this with all of her pillows, except for one of them, until the bed was bare. She grabbed the last pillow and screamed into it. When she finished screaming, she tore the pillow in half and threw its insides into the air, letting the remnants fall to the floor.
"Why do I even bother with him? I waste so much of my time trying to go on a lousy date with him, and when he finally agrees to go with me, he deserts me! Oh, I can't stand that stupid hedgehog… I… I…! Ahhhhh!" She never felt so frustrated in her life. She looked up to see one of the Sonic dolls staring at her, smiling. Despite it being fake, she felt like it was mocking her, so she ran over to it and punched it in the face.
She grabbed the dolls arms and ripped them from the body, doing the same with its legs and head, ripping out its insides until it was just a piece of blue fabric with white fluff laying around it. She did this with all of the dolls she had, ripping them up one by one, pretending that they were the actual person they represented.
"Never goes on a date with me… makes me look like a fool!" she screamed to herself crazily, mercilessly tearing apart every doll she owned. When all the dolls were dismantled, she moved onto the pictures of her and her friends and started ripping them off of the walls. Even if the picture didn't have Sonic in it, such as one picture which had her and Cream in it eating ice cream cones together, one that she had for a long time and treasured, she tore all of them off the wall and ripped them to shreds.
"They say I'm crazy! When they see me coming they say, 'Uh oh, here comes that crazy broad Amy, better run Sonic!'" The floor of her room was covered in fluff from the dolls she destroyed and pieces of paper from the pictures she ruined. But she didn't care.
"They think I'm crazy? All I wanted was to do something nice with Sonic, but they think that's being crazy!" When the walls were finally blank, she looked around the room menacingly to see what else she can destroy. Her eyes landed on his video games. The games weren't cheap, and even though she was Sonic's friend and even starred in most of the games herself, she bought all of them with her own money. But that couldn't matter less to her now. She took each game and snapped the cartridge and/or disc, snapping every one of them until her fingers were bleeding from the sharp edges the discs got when she broke them.
"I hate him! I hate him so much! I wish I never met him!"
There were many discs, more of them than the old Genesis cartridges, but she was determined to break all of them.
"He always runs away, shoves me to the side, always embarrassed to be seen with me when he's around his friends. I'm just a nuisance to him. I don't mean anything to him!"
When she finally reached the last disc, she paused before snapping it. Instead of breaking it in two, she threw it to the ground and stepped on it repeatedly until it was nothing but pieces of broken disc. She sat down on her bed again and tried to calm herself down after her crazy rage of fury. It took a while to get her breathing back to normal, and all the while she had her eyes closed tightly, not wanting nor ready to open them and look at the mess she had created. When she finally opened them, she didn't react the way she thought she would. Her room was a disaster, which would take a while to clean up, but it didn't bother her. She felt kind of weird, but she didn't mind the feeling. She almost felt relieved after what she did to her room. It was a great vent for her anger. However, she couldn't help but feel… different. Like her rampage unleashed someone she didn't know. Regardless, she didn't mind the feeling. She actually kind of liked it.
Looking around her room, she felt no regret for having ruined everything she worked so hard on decorating. She liked the room better now, and for only one special reason:
Sonic was no longer in it.
XXXXX
Three days had gone by since the canceled date between Sonic and Amy, and despite the lapse of time between the two hedgehogs, Sonic found it hard to go to Amy's house and give her a much needed apology. He felt awful for what he did to her, as he always felt whenever something like this happened between them, but he couldn't bring himself to go talk to her. He just felt too much like an asshole to do it.
Still, even though he felt bad, he didn't blame himself completely. The blue hedgehog may be a quick thinker and an equally quick doer, but he wasn't dumb. When he first caught wind of the attack Eggman was planning to unleash he asked and even begged for Amy to help him. He loved having her by his side whenever they were on missions, especially when searching for the Emeralds, because it was one of the rare moments that they could share together without the condition of him having to marry her or hold her hand or act passionate to her. She took missions as seriously as he did, and she was a great partner when she wasn't concerned with romance.
But when he asked her to help save Mobius, she was too busy worrying about their date, so she ultimately declined and refused to help him if it meant that they wouldn't be able to do anything special together that day. So he had to abandon her right then and there, which made her even angrier than she already was when he first told her their date would have to be postponed.
Ugh, why do I always get roped into these messes with her? he thought to himself.
"If it bothers you that much, why don't you just go talk to her?" a small voice said from behind him. Sonic was so in-depth with his thoughts that the voice made him jump and almost fall out of his seat.
"Tails, were you eavesdropping on me?" Sonic asked the young fox who was standing behind him.
"I wasn't spying on you, Sonic," Tails said matter-of-factly. "You were thinking out loud. I could hear you all the way from outside."
Sonic had no idea he was saying those things out loud. They were supposed to remain in his head.
"You seem pretty worried about Amy. Honestly, I don't think she's that mad."
That gave Sonic a little hope, but Tails' words still felt empty. "You really think she's not mad and ready to kill me the moment she sees me?"
"No. I mean, you do this all the time, how mad can she be? If anything she should be used to it by now. She probably forgot about it."
Wow, if Tails had given Sonic any amount of hope before, it was diminished now. Still, he took Tails' words into consideration and decided the best thing to do would be to get the hardest part over with. Besides, it would only be a matter of time before he would have to. At least now he was doing it willingly.
XXXXX
"A-Amy, are you home?" the blue hedgehog asked as he opened the door to Amy's house. No lights were on, the windows were closed, and the aura the empty house gave off gave Sonic the chills. Before things got any creepier, and before he could change his mind and abandon his apology, the pink hedgehog appeared out of seemingly nowhere, with a smile on her face.
"Oh, Amy, hi," Sonic stammered out as best he could. "I didn't think you were home."
"Well, why wouldn't I be home? I mean, where else would I be?" Amy asked him a little too politely.
Sonic decided not to answer and to just move on and get this over with. "Listen Amy, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for kinda deserting you the other day. I didn't mean to just leave you hanging, but, you know how it goes. When people need me, I can't just leave them, I have to save them."
Amy continued smiling even through Sonic's horrible and ethically wrong apology. Basically what he said to her was that it was okay for him to desert her, but it would be wrong to abandon his duty of saving helpless civilians. You would think that he would have at the very least practiced his apology before coming here. Regardless, she remained smiling, standing in front of the blue hedgehog and listening to his sorry, somewhat meaningful words. When he was finished repeating the same thing over and over again, just with different words and rephrasing old words, there was an awkward silence between them. Once Amy made sure that Sonic had nothing else left to say, she broke the silence with a voice that made the older hedgehog jump out of his fur in shock.
"Sonic, it's okay, I forgive you. You shouldn't concern yourself with such trivial things."
He was surprised at how easy and quick Amy had forgiven him, and he couldn't help but feel a bit suspicious. Still, Amy sounded sincere, which was more than he had hoped before.
"Whew, thank Chaos," Sonic sighed happily. "I actually thought you were mad at me for a second there, Ames. Tails said you wouldn't be angry…"
"Oh Sonic, why would I be angry? It's not your fault if you have to go save the world and completely desert me and our planned date. I mean, what's so important about a stupid date? Saving the world is much more important."
The way Amy said this made Sonic feel uneasy, and her incredible smile only intensified his icky feeling. There was something different about her; she didn't seem like her old self. But before Sonic could put his finger on it, Amy grabbed both of his arms and pulled him from the doorway. She dragged him to the couch and pushed him onto it, and told him gleefully, "Wait right here, I have a surprise for you!" And with that she ran out of the living room and into the kitchen to get Sonic's "surprise."
Sonic was utterly confused now, and he was positive something was up. Amy was acting way too cheerful considering the circumstances, and there was something definitely wrong with her. The blue hedgehog was just about to make a quick dash to the door when Amy returned to the living room with a plate in her hands. Sonic stood from the couch but before he could even say anything the pink hedgehog pushed him back down with strength that couldn't possibly come from a small female hedgehog.
"Where do you think you're going, Sonic? Don't you want your surprise?" Amy asked him with a grin that would make Black Doom want to run into a corner and cry. On the plate that Amy was holding there was a single chilidog on it, the smell reaching Sonic's nose in no time, making his mouth water instantly. It was topped with all of his favorites: chili peppers, cheddar cheese, and extra spicy chili… the blue hedgehog's stomach growled immediately. But even with the tempting food in front of him, Amy's odd attitude was making him worried.
"Amy, are you alright? You seem a little… I don't know, different," he asked, hoping to get an explanation from her, and quick too, because the chilidog in front of him was eagerly calling his name.
"I'm perfectly fine, Sonic. Now here, eat your little present."
"Why did you make me a chilidog?" Sonic asked. "If anything I should be the one getting you a gift, considering the gift I had planned for you-"
"Stop thinking about that silly date Sonic and just eat your chilidog," Amy told him rather aggressively, even though there was still a smile on her face.
He grabbed the chilidog off of the plate, but before eating it he asked, "You sure you okay Ames? I mean, usually you're pretty angry with me after I forget a date with you or, you know, stuff like that, but… are you positive that nothing's wrong?"
It took Amy a while to answer his question, the smile on her face fading for only a second. Finally, she answered, "Everything's fine Sonic. Really, I promise. Now stop worrying and eat your chilidog, I made it especially for you."
Sonic was still pretty skeptical, but his mouth couldn't wait any longer, and in a supersonic second he had already stuffed the chilidog in his mouth and swallowed it. It tasted delicious. Licking his fingers, Sonic asked a bit more casually this time, "So Amy, about our date, I was thinking that maybe we could go-"
"Oh Sonic, I already planned a new day that we could have our date," Amy told him.
Rubbing his eyes, which were starting to feel itchy and watery, he said with a yawn, "You have? Well, what day? I hope Eggman won't be (yawn) planning to screw up the city again. Man do I feel tired…"
"Don't worry, Sonic. I'm sure Eggman won't have any evil plans this time," Amy replied, smiling and staring deep into Sonic's tired eyes.
Said hedgehog was starting to feel lightheaded, the pink girl in front of him turning into a spinning blob. "W-what day did you p-plan for our d-date then?" Sonic could barely say.
Amy replied, "Today." And before Sonic could ask what she meant by that, he passed out.
XXXXX
When Sonic woke up, every one of his muscles hurt. He found himself in a grey basement-like room, with a bright light bulb shining directly in his face. He tried to rub his eyes but he couldn't move his arms. Looking around him he realized he was tied down to a backless device made up of four steel bars, two of them going horizontal, and the other two vertical. The vertical bars were on either side of him, with cuffs at the very top holding his wrists down, and cuffs at the very bottom holding his ankles down. One of the horizontal bars was placed directly above his tail, and attached to it was a leather strap, wrapped around his stomach tightly to prevent him from moving. The other horizontal bar was placed behind his knees, with two leather straps holding his legs down. The only parts of him that he was able to move were his upper back and head. Struggling to break free of his restraints, he realized he was too weak and tired to break the cuffs and straps. Immediately, he wanted to panic, but intuition and experience had taught him that panicking would get him nowhere. This situation was not unlike other times when he was trapped inside of Eggman's base, and he always managed to find a way out of there, so this should be simple, right?
Trying to remain calm, Sonic tried to think back to what happened right before this, but his mind was still fuzzy. Why was his mind so fuzzy and why did he feel so tired? The chilidog! He passed out right after he ate the chilidog that Amy gave him. Amy! She must have put something in the chilidog to make him lose consciousness. But why would she want him to black out?
Speak of the devil, the pink hedgehog came into Sonics site, looking exactly as she did earlier. Smiling, she said to the restrained hedgehog, "Man Sonic, you really need to lose some weight. You're so heavy! Do you know how long it took me to carry you from the couch all the way down into my basement?"
"Amy, what's going on? Why am I tied down?" Sonic asked worriedly.
"Well, Sonic, like I said before you very rudely fell asleep on me, I re-planned our date. And, this is our date!"
"But why am I tied down to this thing?"
"So you won't run away this time, silly!" Amy said joyfully.
Sonic was starting to freak out. Amy was planning something. He just didn't know what.
"A-Amy, we could go on our date, today, like you said. Just, get me off of this thing, okay? I won't run away, I promise," Sonic said anxiously as he writhed in his cuffs.
Amy huffed. "There you go again with your promises! I don't need your stupid promises anymore, Sonic! Not when I have this pretty device here!" She patted the steel bars holding Sonic down, the bangs they produced matching the beating of Sonic's now racing heart. Amy was starting to scare him. "I bet you're wondering how I got this device, huh? Well, while you were keeping Eggman busy a couple days ago, I snuck into his base and stole it from him. It's absolutely perfect for what I have planned for you!"
"Amy please let me go. What are you planning to do?" Sonic said desperately. "I-is, is this a joke Amy? Are you playing a joke on me? Because if it is, then I gotta say, good job… you really got me there…" Please let her be joking…he prayed.
"No Sonic, this isn't a joke," Amy replied happily.
The blue hedgehog could hear the blood pounding in his ears. Frantically he tried to break free of his cuffs, but he was still unable to. Meanwhile, Amy laughed at how silly Sonic looked trying to escape. Continuing to laugh in her girly voice, she walked over to a large gear wheel that controlled the device Sonic was tied to. Turning the wheel the device moved and made Sonic lie on his stomach, in mid-air. He was only a couple of feet above the floor, his back to the ceiling, the device still holding him in place. The feeling of falling and being above the ground made Sonic feel sick as he desperately tried to reason with the crazy pink girl whom he knew was planning something awful for him.
"Amy, please, I'm sorry for missing our date and deserting you! I really am! And I'm sorry if I hurt you! But please, just let me go. Please!" By the way he was positioned he couldn't see Amy's face but only her legs and feet. She moved in front of him, and he would have to stretch his neck all the way up in order to see her face. She playfully patted his forehead, and said, "Sonic, I can't take you off of this thing. If I do, how will I be able to have our date? You need to stay tied down. Trust me, I think that it's better this way."
Sonic was hyperventilating now, his heart beating a mile a minute. He knew that nothing he could say would make the pink hedgehog release him. As much as it pained his sore muscles, he tried desperately to break free. A simple spin-dash would break these cuffs easily, he knew it would. But he needed his arms to perform one.
Amy giggled in excitement. "Oh, I just know this date is going to be fantastic, Sonic! Its gonna be so much fun, and not to mention-" she bent down so she was eye level with Sonic, and squinting her eyes slightly told him-"romantic! Oh, it'll be just like the dates I used to dream of when I was a little girl."
Circling the blue hedgehog, Amy said, mainly to herself, "Heh, speaking of which, I remember when I had this huge crush on you, and before I knew what 'dating' meant, I would pick flowers and pluck their petals out, one by one. For each petal I would say, 'Sonic loves me' or 'Sonic loves me not.' And every time I always ended up with the last petal saying 'Sonic loves me not.' Every time! Can you believe it Sonic? Every single time I would get stuck with 'Sonic loves me not!' It was crazy!"
Sonic was barely listening to her. He was breathing hard and fast, trying to think of a way to escape. Amy realized that Sonic wasn't paying attention to her, so to get his attention she grabbed a bunch of his quills and pulled his head up, stretching his neck as far as it can go without snapping, so he was looking at her. His eyes were painted with worry and confusion. She almost felt bad for doing this to him. Still keeping a grip on his quills she jumped onto his back and sat, her body adding much un-needed pressure to Sonic's already uncomfortable position. Being a hedgehog herself, Amy knew how to handle his quills without getting cut on them. Laughing, she asked, "Do you know what I was talking about, Sonic? About the game I used to play with the flowers? Here, let me show you." Keeping one of his larger quills in her hand she reached in deep and plucked out a small quill which made up one of the six larger quills on his head. Sonic winced at the sudden tug on his head, but luckily the quill Amy pulled out was already old and dead, not hurting Sonic at all, since hedgehogs' quills normally fall out if they are dead in order to make way for new ones.
Holding the small quill in her hand she said out loud, "Sonic loves me…" She reached back into the same quill and again pulled out a small, dead quill. "Sonic loves me not…" She continued doing this for a while, picking out the dead quills on Sonic's head, the blue hedgehog all the while feeling very uncomfortable and embarrassed. He begged her to stop, confused at why she was doing something so odd. Finally, she paused her de-quilling for a minute, and said to Sonic, "Do you understand the game I was playing now?" Sonic understood the game Amy was talking about before she demonstrated on him, but afraid to say the wrong thing, Sonic nodded. Gathering up some courage, Sonic said, "Amy, please, I know you're mad at me for deserting you, and you have every right to hate me. But please, please let me go. You're starting to scare me…" Sonic never thought that the pink hedgehog would ever come off as frightening to him. He was hoping that she would let him go before things got any more uncomfortable.
Amy ignored Sonic, and continuing muttering to herself, "Hmm, I wonder if I would still get 'loves me not' if I pull every one of your quills out…" This got Sonic's attention. Would Amy really pull all of his quills out? Not just the dead ones, but every single one of them? He started hyperventilating again, afraid to even think about something so horrible. Pulling out his quills would be as painful as a human having their fingernails being ripped off. "Amy, no please don't do that! Please get off of me, please don't do that!" he begged her, never feeling so scared in his life.
She ran her hand through his quills making him shiver with trepidation. "What's wrong Sonic? You don't want me to play the game anymore?"
"No! I want you to let me go!" Sonic yelled.
"You don't have to worry Sonic. I'm not going to play that game anymore. I always lose anyway. But I have another game you and I could play! Oh, it'll be so much fun! The perfect start for our date!"
"Amy, I don't want to play any games with you!"
"Oh, but this game will be so much fun Sonic," Amy told him cheerfully, her happy tone of voice mixing with scary sarcasm and tainted anger. "Here's how it goes: I'm going to rip one of your quills out for every time you broke my heart in the past. Hmm, I hope you have enough quills!" And without any flair, Amy grabbed one of the larger quills that made up one of Sonic's six main quills, and violently ripped the blue quill from Sonic's head. Sonic screamed in pain. This quill that Amy pulled out was not dead, or old, and the pain Sonic felt when it was being ripped from his scalp was unbearable. Holding the quill in her hand, Amy said evilly, "This quill is for the time when I had to save you from Prison Island, and I told you that the only way I'll let you out of the cell you were trapped in was if you married me, and you still told me no!" She flung the quill onto the floor.
Reaching for another quill she ignored Sonic's screams of agony and ripped another quill out, sending a wave of excruciating pain through Sonic's entire body. "This quill is for the time when you and Tails and Knuckles just got back from defeating Metal Sonic, and I ran to you wanting to congratulate you, but you ran away from me, and I had to chase you!"
"AMY, PLEASE STOP, PLEASE!" Sonic was crying out, the pain in his scalp too much to bear.
She ripped out another quill, a very large quill, which had blood and a part of Sonic's skin stuck to the end of it. He screamed in pain, banging against his restraints, desperate to escape. Amy continued pulling out his quills, reminiscing about each and every time Sonic had deserted her or done something wrong to her in the past. "This quill is for the time when I joined the Grand Prix Race with you, and I wanted you to go easy on me because it would be very gentleman-like of you, but you didn't! You completely forgot about simple chivalry, and didn't even let me win! That was very selfish of you Sonic!" She took the quill and lightly beat the back of Sonic's head with it, before throwing it away from her, not caring where it landed. The back of Sonic's head felt like it was fire; the pain of his quills being ripped out could be felt throughout his entire being.
"This quill is for completely ignoring me at your birthday party this summer, and for not saving me when that Time-Eater came and kidnapped all of us!" She ripped another quill for his scalp, this one also covered in blood and skin.
"Amy, please stop! Please don't do this! Stop, stop!"
When Amy finally ran out of times that Sonic had broken her heart, the only quills that were left were a few of the larger ones on Sonic's head, and the two that stuck out behind his shoulders. She pulled those two out carelessly, as Sonic screamed in torment at the top of his lungs, his back now on fire, gushing blood from the removal of his spines, and flung them to the floor with many of his other quills. She left the couple that were still on his head. She jumped off of his back and turned the gear wheel again, so Sonic was now upright, like he was when he first woke up. His eyes were filled with tears, and there was blood running from the top of his head from where his quills were pulled out. The blood ran into his eyes and all over his face, but instead of screaming, his just sobbed, feeling like vomiting when he shook his head and didn't feel his beloved quills. His quills were his prized possession. He loved them. They would grow back, but it would take such a long time, and the process would be painful since Amy forcefully pulled them out instead of them just falling out on their own. Not to mention that they would constantly get infected due to being ripped out, and the fact that his head would be incredibly sore for weeks, and performing a simple spin dash would be horribly painful. He looked over to the pile of blue quills on the floor, their ends covered in blood and his skin. He wished so badly that they were on his head again.
"That was fun, wasn't it Sonic? What game should we play next?" Amy asked, as if she didn't just rip out Sonic's most cherished attributes. Sonic looked up at the pink hedgehog, who was smiling sweetly. He almost choked on his tears when he said through a tight throat, "Amy, I want to go home…"
"Sonic, you can't go home. You know you can't. We're still on our date, don't you remember?"
"Amy, I'll go on a real date with you. I promise. It'll just be you and me. And even if Eggman does start destroying the city, I won't leave you. No matter what happens, I won't leave you ever again."
She kissed him on his lips, and he smiled a bit, hoping that she would finally let him go. "That's so sweet Sonic. But we have to finish this date first."
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Amy left the crying, pain-stricken hedgehog in the dark basement alone whilst she went upstairs to get something. Sonic cried for help, feeling so helpless and scared. He never thought Amy would do something so horrible to him. She was always such a sweet, kind girl. But the Amy Rose he witnessed today was someone he didn't know. He barely had time to sort out his still dizzy thoughts before the pink hedgehog came back. Coming into his site, he could see she was carrying a small, gold ring, not the kind of rings that he collects, but a ring that looked like…
A wedding ring.
Reaching up to Sonic's left hand she slipped the ring onto his ring finger. Once it was on, she showed the blue hedgehog her own ring: a shiny gold ring with a big silver diamond. She smiled at him, while he just sobbed. The pink hedgehog gave him a lingering kiss on his lips, a kiss that he didn't contribute to. Still smiling, the crazy female hedgehog said maniacally, "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony." Sonic couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was Amy really going to "marry" him right then and there? "If anyone opposes this marriage, please speak now, or forever hold your peace." It was apparent to the blue hedgehog that Amy Rose was starting to lose her mind.
The whole time Amy gave her speech she stared at Sonic with loving eyes, despite his appearance being as it was. Bloody, quill-less, scared, and tearstained, he must have looked a sight.
"Amelia Blossom Rose, do you take Sonic to be your lawfully wedded husband…?" Amy went on, pretending to be a priest. As she talked, it gave Sonic a chance to think back to all the times Amy had playfully said that the two of them would be married someday. How he would run away, and she would chase him, talking about their honeymoon and kids… Never did he think that she meant it literally.
"Sonic Maurice Hedgehog, do you take Amy to be your lawfully wedded wife…?" The blood pounding in his ears was so loud that Sonic could barely hear what Amy was saying anymore. Thinking back to the past was hard to do because it brought back some memories that Sonic deemed rather inappropriate for a time like this. So, he looked the other way, his mind still horribly dizzy and heavy. Amy was still talking, just noticing now that her supposed fiancé was not listening to her. A swift slap to the face fixed that, forcing Sonic to look at her. Amy looked at him with a pouty expression, and crossed her arms, reprimanding the blue hedgehog for ignoring her, "Sonic, I said, 'til death do you part.' You're supposed to say, 'I do.'"
"A-Amy, you can't be serious…"
"Say it Sonic!"
"No, Amy, I-I can't…"
"Say it or else!"
Sonic was too afraid of what 'else' might be, so he quickly spat out, "I do!" Smiling, Amy said happily, "Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce us husband and wife! You may kiss your bride Sonic!" Because Sonic had no way of reaching Amy due to his restraints, Amy reached up and kissed Sonic herself, pushing her tongue into his mouth, forcing him to kiss her back. The kiss was bloody and horrible, but Amy was satisfied. "Oh Sonic, I waited years to finally share that moment with you! This is everything I imagined!"
"A-Amy, why are you doing this?" Sonic sobbed. "Why are you acting like this?"
"Sonic, I'm not acting any different from how I usually act. You must be imagining things."
"Why are you hurting me? I thought you… liked me."
"Well, Sonic, that's pretty interchangeable. You've hurt me so much in the past, even though I always thought you… liked me. See? It goes both ways. Think of it as returning the favor."
"Are you going to let me go?" Sonic asked.
"No silly! I can't let you go. We're not finished yet. You know what happens after the wedding, don't you?"
"W-what?"
"The honeymoon!"
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