Rouge was wrestling with her bed covers again. She just can't get into a comfortable position. She believed it was because she had too many blankets, so she rightfully began stripping the bed of what she deemed as unnecessary comfort.

"You need to add sugar" Rouge's ears slanted to the direction of this voice alerted by the feminine sound.

" The recipe is simple and so good that I'm positive that even Omega would be begging for more " The known voice proclaimed. Pots and pans began to be used from a distance. Ingredients were being poured into what someone can imagine as a mixing bowl.

" You are wrong puny pink rodent. I do not desire nor need your inadequate breakfast plate" Omega asserted, reminding the pink hedgehog that she was a mere mortal and an inferior one. The pink hedgehog rolled her eyes out of annoyance. " Fine, I will just give your share to Shadow when I'm done" She teased the robot.

The black hedgehog said nothing. Amy smiled as she placed the found dishware on the counter top. " Do you mind handing me the bags of groceries?" She said with new mirth. Omega registered her request.

"No"

Amy now showed her agitation with her hands on her hips. " Why are you being so difficult! I am tryna do something nice for you all and you are being a... a Metal Knucklehead!" She huffed. Her muzzle was turning a darker shade of pink.

"Here" Shadow interrupted her frustration and offered her the bags she requested. He gently handed her the bags so it wont shift the eggs or blemish the produce inside. She repciocated his gesture and gave a gentle thanks.

A frown began to show as she heard these interactions taking place. She did not want THAT hedgehog in her space. Despite Rouge's gregarious tendencies, Rouge was very picky with whom she brought to her apartment. Her home, despite being above her club was in no shape some place for gathering acquaintances. She finished separating her sheets. A tingling vibration emerged from her throat " A new symptom? " She pondered a bit but continued on to her previous thoughts. It wasn't that she didn't like Amy. She just didnt know why she was here. Or when she arrived.. " Wait? Was she there yesterday night? What time is it?" She questioned out loud. Her memory was hazing.

Without the alarm clock next to the her bed it would be hard to discern between night and day in Rouge's bedroom. It's a corridor with no windows and with minimal inside light. Strange for the diurnals creatures of the world but the perfect shade of darkness for her.

9:43am. The alarm beammed back at the bat. She sighed in darkness and rewrapped herself in her lighter blanket cocoon. After listening to some of the perky hedgehog's conversation about the different flavors of frosting, she deduced that Amy's visit was in no way a threat. So Rouge flatten her ears and moved the cover over her head in hopes to drown out the pink girl's food dilemma. Rouge noticed a feeling of uneasiness starting up in her stomach, she thought of her liquor but then dismissed the idea and settled for rest.

A hand touched what was interpreted as Rouge's head underneath the cocoon cover. It was a firm nudge encouraging her to wake up from her slumber. She groaned and moved. Her eyes remain closed, but she peered her nose out of the covers. She was smelling the area for unwanted dangers before coming from beneath her comfort.

She sniffed, but can't discern the scents. An object was placed on the top bed sheet. It was emitting some strong heat despite the little weight that it displaced on the bed. She decided to finally emerge and break her cocoon. She looked down and saw a breakfast bed plate. The plate had a well place arrangement of two dishes. Vegetable soup with an egg on the side. A folded note with a rose laid above the boiled egg. She reached for the note and analyzed its content with endearing blue-green eyes. It read:

Good Morning Rouge,

I hope this meal helps with the flu. Its a recipe I got from Vanilla and Cream. They always have the best homemade stuff. I left the instructions with Shadow if you do decide you want to make it again.

P.S Omega told me that you liked eggs, but I was unsure to believe him or not so I made them anyway. It hards to read when he is being sarcastic.

Hope you feel better,

Amy Rose

She finished the letter and began to smile. It must had been very beguiling for Omega to convinced the hedgehog that she loves eggs. She plays the scenario in her head laughing at her tin man's sense of humor. Rouge brought the vegetable soup closer. The heat reached her nose. She then inhaled the aroma of the subtle basil herb and sweet butternut squash. The vegetables was fresh.

" She really went all out" Rouge pondered Amy's efforts while she sipped the broth from the bowl. She winced from the heat of meal when it touched her tongue.

Admiration filled her body while she relaxed under the taste of the soup. It was a brew that was just as alluring as her. It truly was delicious.

She began to think of ways to thank Ms. Rose. " Maybe giving her roses or cooking a meal for her perhaps?" She thought. She wanted to show she appreciated the wellness check in from Pinkie.

" It is quite delicious right? "

"Hmm?" Her mixed blue eyes switched to the intruding voice. Her lips still attached to the bowl.

" Very " She answered in her head.

" My apologizes, I came here for the eggs." He stepped closer to her bed. He was frowning but he was neither mad nor sad. She watched him a bit as he grabbed the plate.

She parted her lips from the delicious treat. Her face relaxed into a self indulgent smirk. " It really is something else.. Did she leave out already?"

"Yes, it appears that this virus has infected some of our companions. Tails isn't feel his highest either."

" Well that is very nice of her to be a mother to those who are in need " Maybe a gift set with chocolates. Is that too romantic? Rouge was still on her past thoughts. She started twinkling her toes under the cover in a rhythmic motion.

" What about old blue boy?" She guessed.

"He refused Amy's help" His brow furrowed a bit more after further thought on Sonic rejection of aid " Perhaps his pride gets in the way of his health. Quite childish if you ask me"

"Oooo, funny how you say that, but you are just like such" She reminded him, taunting as ever.

"Hmph, don't compare me to that sickly faker" He reminded her, proud as ever.

" Unlike Sonic, I am the perfect being. My impeccable physique can not be wither down by some... virus" He ego showed, despite how calm he assured his bat friend with that statement.

Rouge began eating the vegetables out her soup while listening to her dark friend reinstate his dominance.

She felt refreshed again.