One review? Seriously? Come on! It's me! You guys know me! I'm a good writer! Anyways, thank you Poetic Gamer for reviewing! I knew I wasn't the only one on here who knew about the manga! I knew it! You get a free virtual cookie! I make them myself.

I'm listening to Taylor Swift. You know, her old songs. Her music helps me think. The music and, you know, READING! I'm a 13 year old who reads at college level. :D

I found the story 'Letting Go of Hope' I read it before, you know, on youtube. I was so happy when I found it on here.

Anyways, this story will switch from Nicky's P.O.V. to Amy's P.O.V., and sometimes Sonic's P.O.V.. There will be segments in which it will be 3rd person. Don't worry, I'll warn you.

Okay, I gotta write this before I get too wrapped up in this song.

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(Nicky's P.O.V.)

"Help! Help!" I could hear a voice in the distance. It was female. Amy. "Sonic, save me!"

"Hohoho! Your boyfriend won't be able to save you now!" Another voice, male. "He's in my high-security prison!"

Only one voice could sound so mean. Dr. Eggman.

"Sorry mom, I gotta go!" I said to my mother, who was shopping for clothes for me.

"Nicholas! Where do you think you're going!?" My mom called after me.

I didn't answer. I just kept running. True, I wasn't as fast as the blue blur himself, but I was pretty fast. In what felt forever, I finally made it to downtown Station Square, where Dr. Eggman usually terrorized the town.

There was Amy, trapped in the arms of some giant metal monster.

"Nicky!? Is that you?" Amy called out.

"It's me Amy! I'm here to rescue you!"

"Oh, no, you don't have to do that, I'm fine," Amy replied, clearly remembering back when we were kids.

"Sonic!? Is that you!? Enough with that silly disguise! Come and fight me!" Dr. Eggman said, clearly mistaking me for the hero. It wasn't the first time, so I didn't take that offensively. Instead, I went along.

"N-no can do Eggh-head! I-I'll just take Amy and be on my way." I cursed myself for having such a weak voice. If I was going to impersonate Sonic the Hedgehog, I had to sound like him too! I couldn't just look the part!

"No can do you pesky blue rat! You have to fight my robot first!" He pointed to his giant robot-thing.

I gulped. There's no way I can fight that thing! Oh Chaos, what have I gotten myself into?

Then, suddenly, I had an idea. If I couldn't take down the thing, why not trick him?

"W-well, I would love to, but if I fight another robot that's holding Ames, we'll both be dead." I have more than once, on TV, seen Amy pummble her enemies with her giant hammer.

"Oh, right. I forgot." Dr. Eggman set Amy down. "There, can we fight now?"

"Just a sec," I said. I walked over to Amy, and grabbed her hand. "Run."

We ran, hoping that we'd be able to avoid the evil scientist rage.

"Hey! Get back here you little rats!"

After what seemed like forever, we evaded the robot, coming across Emerald Coast, a place I'd only been once. The sun was setting.

Now's your move, I thought, Go for it!

"Amy..." I grabbed her hand again, even though I don't remember ever letting go.

"N-nicky..."

"Iloveyou," I said it so quickly, even I couldn't understand what I said.

"W-what?"

"I...love...you..."

She didn't respond, she kissed me instead.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I awoke to my alarm clock. I was kissing my pillow, again. I released the pillow and shut off my alarm clock. I was about to go back to sleep in hope of salvaging my perfect dream, when my little sister came in.

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP! THE TOONS ARE ON!"

The toons, is what she called the Saturday cartoons. I usually watched them with her, but today I really wasn't in the mood.

"Come on, come on! We're going to miss them!" She thankfully lowered her voice when she got closer to me.

She was a little brown hedgehog with windswept quills that were just starting to grow. When they get longer, she'll be able to whatever she wants with them. She was only five, and looked so cute with her big, brown eyes and her footie pajamas that I couldn't say no.

I sat up and reached around my bedside table for my glasses. When I reached them, I put them on. I couldn't see without them.

I got out of the bed.

"Brother! Get a shirt on!" Anita, my sister, looked away.

"What? I got socks on." I wiggled my socked feet at her, causing her to giggle.

She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my room, down the stairs, and into the living room.

Anita already had the "toons" on. There was an unfinished bowl of cereal on the floor, as well as a Sonic doll that I wish I could strangle.

I plopped myself on the couch. I could barely focus on the TV. There was too much on my mind. Amy, my dream, Anton, and of course, the person that started my misery. Sonic the Hedgehog. He's the reason Anton started making fun of me, why my dad want me to be more like him. And, of course, he took Amy away from me.

True, I was only 9, but Amy had meant a lot to me growing up. She still does, actually. She's one of my best friends! Or was, anyways, now I barely talked to her.

Now that I'm old enough to know what a crush is, I realize those were the feelings I had felt for Amy. Ever since I went past the cootie stage, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Her eyes, her smile, her laugh, everything! At first I denied it, but now... Now I know...

I love her.

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(Amy's P.O.V.)

When I woke up, I was... confused. Usually my dreams were filled with Sonic saving me, and me kissing him, and then we live happily ever after!

But today... Was different. I was kidnapped by Eggman, as usual, but I got a rather nice and strange surprise.

Instead of Sonic, my old childhood friend, Nicky, saved me. That was really strange for him. While growing up, he cried at the water park, crying because he couldn't swim. Nicky was a lot of things, but he certainly wasn't brave.

But... in this dream... he saved me. He saved me.

He impersonated my hero, Sonic, something he would never do, he hated disobeying. He tricked Eggman, and he got me out of there. The only way I could tell it was him was that he stumbled over his words!

He would never do those things! Never!

But then again... People can change over four years.

True, I had gotten to see him before... But that was almost two years ago...

I pondered over this dream as got dressed, brushed my teeth and quills and made breakfast.

It wasn't just the fact that he had shown bravery in that dream. He had told me he loved me. And how did I respond? I kissed him.

I kissed him.

That was the part I woke up on. Why? Why did I kiss him? I always saw him as a friend.

Right?

Right?

My question was never answered, because I soon heard a knocking at my door. Oh that's right. I'm taking Cream shopping today. I put my cereal bowl in the sink and skipped over to the door.

"Hey Cream!"

"Hi Miss Amy, are you ready to go shopping?"

"You bet I am, just let me get my purse." I ran into my room and grabbed my purse from my dresser.

Shopping, that ought to take my mind off of Nicky, right?

But halfway through the spree, my mind traveled to Nicky again.

You know what, screw it.

I'm going to see Nicky again.

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I'm pretty sure this is the longest thing I ever wrote. So many words...

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