'Sonic, really I'm fine its just a small cold.' The pink rosette assured as she tried sitting up.
'According to what I saw you're far from ok.' He replied, laying her back onto her bed.
Sonic had never really been inside the young girls room before, but wasn't all too surprised in finding a 'few' pictures of him around, and by few he meant a lot.
Amy noticed his eyes glancing occasionally around the room and couldn't help but blush in embarrassment. The last thing Amy needed was for Sonic to think she was some super-obsessed freak, but she couldn't help the pictures; seeing her hero and love made her happy, giggly, and bright. He was her drug that she couldn't get enough off, but that didn't mean she wanted sonic seeing this. Not that it was over the top either, there were mostly small frames of memories she liked to remember and did she remember a lot.
'About the pictures...' She started, noticing his slight discomfort.
'Hm? What pictures...Oh, yeah, hey! You have pictures of me.' Sonic laughed, trying to keep himself steady. As nervous as he was about staying near the girl he knew he had to suck it up. At least for today, she was sick after all and sonic wasn't going to let a few pictures be the cause to drive him off he'd literally been through worse, but never this type of girl stuff.
''Your not the only one I have pictures off though I have plenty with Tails and the others…even Shadow!'' she added, pointing to frames where at least some of her other friends were in.
Sonic noticed a few, one or two of every one of their friends in a photo. So, he supposed that made it a bit less discomforting.
''Really Amy, you don't have to explain...the pictures are pretty cool. Look, you even captured a lot of my good sides.'' he joked, as Amy looked at him with perplexity.
''This really doesn't bother you?'' she asked, confusement evident in her voice.
''Course not Ames,'' he lied, a smile sketching itself along his face.
''I know...it pretty much has to do with your feelings towards me.''
''Everything..'' she whispered, lowering her gaze in disappointment.
Sonic knew just how Amy felt towards him, and yet never tried to recuperate her feelings. Amy probably should have been used to it by now, but hope was always one thing she couldn't quite shake off. Hope that he'd take notice in her and even dare say return her feelings, but that seemed to be a long way from happening.
Sonic, noticing her sudden change in mood figured she was beginning to feel lighted headed again.
''I think we should save the small talk for when your better again Ames…you don't look too good.''
''Geez sonic, you really know to sweet talk a girl...'' she pouted, feeling slightly insecure as to how she may look to him now. Did he really ever look at her more then just a friend? She wondered,
Probably not, but she could imagine.
''You know that's not what I meant Ames, now come on I'm serious. Get some rest, In the meantime ill try figuring out how to use the stove to make you some soup. How does that sound?''
''Not very comforting,'' she grinned tiredly, Amy knew what Sonic was doing and she loved it. He was trying to make her laugh, smile, and more importantly rest, which was beginning to sound more then just good. She hadn't realized just how light headed she was beginning to feel till sonic was at the other side of the room, saying something she wasn't quite getting.
She laid back, her head connecting to the soft, plush of pillow, looking at him tiredly.
What was he saying to her now? Was he worried about her? Was he telling her just how much he loved her?
Oh yeah, she was losing it now.
''Sonic, I'm sorry but I can't concentrate...in fact...I just want sleep...so'' her eyes dropped, and opened trying to keep herself awake; keep focus.
''Sleep Ames I'll check on you in a few…promise.'' he urged, shutting off her lights before leaving the room. Leaving the door a jar open, just in case. As he walked back downstairs carefully Sonic couldn't help but sigh.
It was troubling to see Amy like this and Sonic absolutely hated it, but sickness was the one thing the hero could not save the pink rosesete from. Amy would have to handle it on her own, while Sonic stood on the sidelines with plenty of liquids and soup.
He heard that was always the best cure for sickness and considering the cold weather it wasn't any wonder why she had ended up sick. He would really need to get her some warmer clothing; a scarf even, at least to provide better protection for herself.
Note to self, buy Amy a scarf for Christmas.
Naturally the girl would love anything the blue hero could provide for her, but sonic still continued to put some thoughts into his gift, and with Christmas coming up so soon now was good a time as any to think.
i I could make her a scarf…but something tells me it be a waste of yarn. /i
As Sonic entered the young girl's kitchen he wasn't at all too surprised to find how tidy and clean she kept it. Especially when you were best friends with Cream the Rabbit, who actually enjoyed cooking and cleaning.
He smiled at thought of his two friends in this very kitchen cooking and giggling like girls. Amy would be cooking something for him to try while cream would scold her for not paying attention to what and how much she was putting in. He chuckled, as he moved over to the cabinets, opening each one until he found what he was looking for.
A can of soup, that wasn't so hard. Sonic thought, it be actually heating up this stuff that be a problem. This wasn't his area in things after all, Sonic preferred finger foods like Chile Dogs, then again he never actually MADE Chile Dogs before.
He turned the can of soup around in his hands looking for instructions to it, which were simple enough for him to do pour, add water, and heat.
"Easy." Sonic said aloud to himself, setting the can down beside the stove as he looked back.
Amy was so out of it she hadn't even asked or remembered what had happened in the street. He shivered at the thought, shivered because if he hadn't followed her when he did he was almost afraid to think what would have happened to her. Sure, she could be a pain and he wished she'd give him some space, but he didn't want THAT kind of space; didn't want her gone like that.
Thinking of it now Sonic wasn't even sure what he wanted. Amy made him feel so nervous, she expected so much from him and he wasn't sure he could really give her that. It was Amy after all; she was well…Amy.
Yeah, because that makes sense.
Sonic shook his head out of his daze, fetching a pot from another cabinet, not wanting to think about this anymore. He had avoided thinking about this for years, nothing wrong with continuing to do that. It was easier.
How long he would be able to keep it up was another question entirely.
