Hey everyone! It's been a few weeks... nah not really. More like 2 years. Anyway, I've become more distant with Sonic and Co. but all of your reviews propel me to continue! I would hate to leave you guys hanging!

Well, my tribute to all of you!

I do not own any of these fictional characters!

Chapter 2 - Rollin' Around

"W-wha?" Amy could barely stutter. She couldn't feel anything. Numb.

"Well, it's kind of hard to explain..." Sonic scratched behind his head in embarrassment.

"Well don't. You've done enough damage to me today!"

And with that she spun around to stomp away though tears sprinkled behind her and landed into Sonic's open palm as if he were waiting for this from Amy. He sighed and looked down at the shimmering tear.

"I can't believe..." Amy refused to think coherently about Sonic though failed. She walked into her home and slammed the door behind her and just collapsed onto the floor. "I've grown up too... It's already been 5 years..." She rolled onto her back and grabbed her breasts with both hands. "And these breasts!" She groaned and brought her hands to her eyes to wipe the tears fervently away. She rolled back onto her stomach and spread her limbs out to stretch.

Just then she heard a knock, which was very loud but not urgent.

"It's open.." She groaned but when she realized she spread out all over in front of the door, it was too late.

"Hey, Amy... I'm kinda drunk and I need a.. place..to.. cr-crash.." Shadow stumbled in after bumping the opening door on Amy's foot. He started stuttering when he saw her butt sticking out in the air and her face turning around slowly to meet his sober face. He was carrying a bottle of beer and his expression was droopy.

"Yeah, come in. Just walk over me while you're at it." Amy mumbled.

"Er.." Shadow tried getting in through the door through the space Amy had allowed to let it open. He stripped over the collection Amy had gathered from Sonic's and fell on top of Amy's back, his posture curving along with Amy's.

Doggy-style.

"S-shadow!" Amy struggled to get the sober hedgehog off her back. "I'm trying to be depressed here, y'know!"

Shadow just mumbled incoherently and fell asleep. Amy groaned but it was cut off when she felt something brush against her legs. It felt cold. A breeze.

The door was left ajar and was open even wider after Shadow stepped in. She tried to turn her head as best as she could and peek around Shadow's drooping head to confirm this. She confirmed it in embarrassment, but there Sonic stood still as a statue. And she also realized she was wearing a short jean skirt today.

"At least it's laced underwear..." She tried to distract herself from what chaos may occur sooner or later.

"Amy?" Sonic managed to grasp.

Amy pushed Shadow off with all her might and he rolled onto his back right beside her and was indeed very knocked out.

"See, Sonikkuuu?" Amy heard someone purr while she tried to drag Shadow somewhere else. "She's already got someone. No need to see her again!"

Amy whipped her head back at Sonic and the intruding voice but saw only Sonic who was still where she had last seen him. His expression was unreadable. A statue.

"Y-you're right. I'll... I'll come back later." Sonic managed to whisper through his stony lips and quickly turned around and sped out of Amy's vision.

"I didn't see her." Amy muttered. She turned around to continue dragging Shadow to the sofa, but instead she was caught in his red glare. His eyes were still half closed but he was awake.

"Who was that girl Amy?! Why was she here!?" He started yelling unintelligently while Amy just gazed into his ruby eyes, stunned.

"She's dangerous!" Amy caught that one.