"Sorry Vanilla, I can't watch Cream today I really don't have the time," Amy feigned a positive voice for the phone. She knew, even in her insecure state, that Vanilla and Cream cared about her.
"Are you busy chasing Sonic again?" The wording's innocuous nature only made her feel worse.
"No, I'm spending time with some friends." Amy could hear a "hmmph?" from the other end.
"Who?" Did that mean Vanilla held the same beliefs about her that Rouge does?
"A girl I just met, you don't know her."
"Have fun then, dear. Please try to stop by eventually, Cream and I would like to see you."
"Will do." Amy hung up. A part of her felt boorish for doing that a little prematurely.
The pink hedgehog rolled over to bury her face in a pillow. She pulled her blanket completely over her. Sonic's face was on the sheets and blankets. Blue blur memorabilia comprised everything she owned. If she needed something, she always checked if there was Sonic merchandise of it.
At first she just broke down believing herself to be the loser Rouge said she was, but her mind realized that wasn't the issue. It was just what Rouge said, she didn't have any friends. Amy will always be a proud Sonic fan-girl. She would want Sonic's face on everything she owned, except her clothes. She also wouldn't paint herself blue, even she had limits.
Perhaps that was the reason Sonic never wants to date her. Who wants a girlfriend that is a lonely loser? A girl who has no one else to spend time with looks super desperate.
Even if that wasn't the reason for Sonic's constant rejection, Amy wouldn't mind companionship. Cream was sweet but she was like a baby sister, not a peer. Vanilla is like a mom to Amy, but not a sister. Sonic himself will always be her idol, she will always chase him, but part of that means he can't descend down to spend time with a pariah.
Amy raised her torso and swung her feet to her bedside. Burying herself away won't do any good. It will only make what Rouge said seem like a kindness. She needed to find some company, immediately.
Rouge did say she had acquaintances. There were the Chaotix, Knuckles, Tails, and all the other who rose up to put a stop to Eggman from time to time. She just needed to approach one of them.
The Chaotix were out of the question. They were a business, and Charmy's voice was too annoying even for her. Espio seems like he alone would be decent company. It was not worth being around Vector. That croc is a bossy loudmouth. Yes, Amy does have self awareness, which is why she doesn't like Vector. Bossy loudmouths don't like one another automatically.
Knuckles would be too boring to be with. The red echidna does nothing but guard a shiny rock all day. It's much more important than it sounds but going the guardian seems to think going to a cinema would prompt the apocalypse. She could already see how her attempts would go.
"Hey Knuckles," she would say.
"Amy, what is it," the jerk probably wouldn't even be that nice.
"I was just wondering if you want to do something fun?" She would smile tugging the hem of her dress, looking fabulously girlish. The jerk's stone heart wouldn't melt.
"I'm not helping you find Sonic. I'm not mad at him currently and can't leave the Master Emerald." Sure she chases Sonic, and will go back to it later, but it's rude to assume.
"No Jerk!" The truth of his nature wouldn't phase him.
"Then what hair brain scheme are you hoping to rope me into?" Knuckles would be so mocking if he eve bothered to ask. He was more likely to kick her out.
"Maybe I can bring a TV up here and we can watch a movie?" Amy could ask Tails for help on that if it proved too much.
"No thanks." Knuckles response would have been the same no matter what.
"Come on, let's do something." Amy would clasped her hands together in a last ditched attempt to turn on the charm.
"I guess you can sit here and help me guard the Master Emerald, but you have to be quiet." Knuckles would say with a sigh.
Amy would huff and march over to sit down next to the last echidna. She would just sit there in boredom and irritation all day. Every time she would try to star conversation Knuckles would more or less tell her to shut up. It would be like sitting in detention with the meanest teacher in school.
That was the best case scenario. The worse case scenario was Rouge showing up.
"Hey Knucky," that hussy would flirt as she descended.
"Rouge," Knuckles would get ready to stop Rouge from swiping the Master Emerald yet again.
"What are you doing with the pink freak." Rouge would point at her like she was a bug.
"What?" Amy would look at the ground pointedly as Rouge held Knuckle's attention.
"Oh I get it," Amy's face would burn. It would take her entire will power to not take a swing at the floozy.
"Knuckles," she took his hands and trust," I finally told Pinky what we all think of her. That she is a spaz, loser, little freak. She is a pompous nuisance who wormed her way into public attention. Now that she realizes no one really wants her around other than Vanilla because she wants a free baby sitter, and Cream whose too sweet to dislike anyone, she's trying to convince you to be her friend." Knuckles would turn unamused.
"Get out." It would be a simple command containing no emotion.
"Fine," She would run before she could catch sight of either the red jerk or flirty hussy laughing at her, but she would hear their laughs as she ran.
Amy smacked her fist into her bedroom wall as their laughs seemed almost real. The pink hedgehog stopped when her knuckles started to get painfully red. She paced in front of her bed to try and get some energy out.
The only person left was Tails. However he was Sonic's best friend. He was only two to three years older than Cream. Then again he was Sonic's best friend and Sonic was years older than her. So the age gap was much closer. Besides Tails was probably mentally older than her with his genius IQ. It was better than lying in bed feeling sorry for herself.