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4: Flour Fight!

Sonic stood awkwardly at the end of Amy's street. His feet, for once, refused to carry him forward as he started to sweat nervously. Why did he offer to do this again? Mentally slapping himself, he reminded himself that he wanted to make it up to Amy. The idea of being alone with her for a long period of time made him feel uncomfortable, yet excited. He would occasionally get butterflies in his stomach at the thought and it confused the hell out of him. He eventually put it down to nervousness at the thought that Amy could very easily delude herself into thinking his act of kindness was due to him having feelings for her. Which he didn't!

Gulping and biting his lip, the blue hedgehog forced his feet to walk the rest of the way down the cobbled road and approached her house. The sun was just beginning to set so he figured that Amy would be awake by now. He was actually surprised that she hadn't started chasing him as soon as she woke up. Maybe she was still asleep? Either that, or Amy was acting weirder than he'd previously thought.

He took a deep breath and gently knocked on the faded pink door. Amy didn't answer, but he could definitely hear her talking inside; so she was awake. She sounded so…off? Sonic frowned as her tone of voice started to sound slightly distressed. Was she arguing with someone in there? Were one of Eggman's robots kidnapping her?

Sonic's heart lurched at the thought and he grabbed the doorknob and twisted – slightly surprised it was unlocked – before creeping his way towards the kitchen where Amy still continued to talk. Her voice became clearer and less distressed, but it didn't sound like anyone else was in the room with her. He turned the corner and stood in the doorway of the kitchen where Amy was stood with a large mixing bowl in her hand and her phone in the other, pressing it against her ear tensely with her back turned to him.

"You do know this isn't easy for me." Amy growled into the receiver. "I know I signed the contract and I intend to keep my word, but – …I didn't expect him to – …what if I get caught, then what?"

"Get caught doing what?" Sonic asked suspiciously and Amy screamed and turned around to face him, quickly hanging up and dropping her phone onto the wooden kitchen counter.

"Sonic, hi, errrr…getting caught over something Cream and I are planning to make for Vanilla." Amy smiled showing off her pearly white teeth.

"Oh right." Sonic grinned and winked at her. "Didn't mean to scare ya."

"No no it's fine." Amy replied a little breathlessly as she picked up a spoon and began stirring again. "Anyway not that I mind, but what are you doing here?"

Sonic's eyes widened slightly. "What do you mean? I said I'd hang out with you and make up for what I did?"

"Oh," Amy looked confused for a second before smiling, "Yeah I remember now, sorry."

Sonic continued to stare at her with a perplexed expression. Was she…feeling alright? She was officially scaring Sonic now. Amy Rose had actually forgotten that she was supposed to be spending time with him? Ouch. Maybe this was how she felt when he forgot to show up for dates…wait what was he thinking? Why was he so bothered and slightly hurt by what she had said? Maybe it's just because it was so unlike her? Or maybe I – No, shut up!

"Ooooh, cake!" Sonic exclaimed childishly, pushing his earlier thoughts down as he spied the mixture Amy was currently folding in the bowl.

He was by her side in a nanosecond and was about to dip his finger in when Amy swatted his hand away.

"Hey back off." Amy giggled. "This stuff is for Cream's party tomorrow so I can't afford to get Sonic germs all over them."

"Rude." Sonic moaned as he rubbed his sore fingers. "So, what're ya baking?"

"Just a sponge cake and some cookies." Amy replied in a sing-song voice, pouring the mixture into a baking tin. "We were thinking simple, yet elegant. You are coming to the party right?"

"Of course." Sonic smiled, watching as she placed the tin of deliciousness into the oven. He sat himself comfortably down on one of the breakfast bar stools. Amy began flicking through her cookbook until she found the perfect cookie recipe.

"Need a hand?" Sonic offered and Amy stared up at him in astonishment.

"What? You? Baking?" Amy laughed, disparaging him.

Sonic shot her a playful glare. "Don't mock me girl, I'm the baking master."

"Have you ever even baked before?"

"Well, no."

Amy rolled her eyes as she reached down into one of the cupboards and pulled out another mixing bowl before placing it down onto the counter.

"But that doesn't mean I don't have a secret talent for it."

"So egotistical." Amy sighed as she scraped some butter onto the weighing scales, sticking her tongue out in concentration that Sonic found surprisingly cute. Wait, what? Her little button nose was also scrunched up in concentration as she also began weighing the sugar.

Sonic shook his head to clear it before he spoke again. "So, what can I do to help?"

"Hmmm," Amy thought, "Why don't you get the flour out of that cupboard over there?" She pointed to the one by the window that looked out into her flower filled back garden, although it was hard to see with the approaching night.

He grabbed the flower and stood next to Amy as he began to juggle the pack in his hand.

"Sonic, watch it!" Amy shrieked as Sonic caught it in one hand only for a huge cloud of flour to puff out in a white cloud, settling on Amy's face and dress, making her look like a ghost.

Sonic couldn't contain his fits of laughter as he dropped the pack onto the table. Amy looked like a very surprised ghost as she registered what Sonic had done and quickly glared at him.

Sonic stopped laughing to stare at her with unblinking, fear filled eyes. Now he'd done it.

To his surprise though, he was only greeted with a face full of flour as Amy scooped some into her hands and threw it at him, making Sonic cough slightly in the process. Amy laughed at the sight, clutching her sides as Sonic stood there with a bewildered expression before he began laughing with her. Sonic ran across the now slippery, flour covered tiled floor, skidding to a stop as he grabbed a hand full of flour and threw it at Amy's face like she had done to him, giving her another layer of the white powder to cover her pink fur.

"Sonic!" Amy laughed, her eyes glittering like emeralds in the sun as Sonic laughed hysterically at how covered they both were. "I swear there's more flour on us and on the floor than in all the cakes."

"Honestly, I thought you'd be mad that I'd got flour on your favourite dress." Sonic said as he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

Amy waved her arm, signalling that it didn't matter. "Oh, it's all in good fun. It'll wash out."

Sonic smiled. She was way cooler than he'd originally thought. He expected her to go ballistic over making such a mess as she always seemed like such a neat freak.

"You're helping me clean it up though."

And there she goes. Sonic chuckled and nodded as he brushed some of the white powder off his body and off his gloved hands. Amy did the same before adding the left over flour in the pack into the cookie dough and began mixing it. She let Sonic crack some eggs into it which he actually manage to do without making a mess and then let him stir the rest of it.

"I'm such a stirring pro." Sonic grinned as he got the mixture to the right consistency.

"Indeed." Amy complimented as she took the bowl off him and began using a spoon and scoop bits of the mixture onto the baking tree she had just finished greasing. Once she had finished she placed them in the oven and then they both tidied up together.

Sonic never actually thought hanging out with her on her own would be so much fun. He couldn't even remember why he was so worried in the first place. She hadn't tackled him once during their time together and for once, she didn't even seem to be using any scheme to get him to notice her. She was actually just being herself tonight instead of going all giddy, weird and out of control which was what usually happened whenever she was around him.

Amy finished sweeping up before they both sat down next to the oven, waiting for the cakes and cookies to finish.

"You been sleeping alright?" Amy asked, looking slightly concerned as she stared at the small bags under Sonic's eyes.

Sonic rubbed them self-consciously before chuckling. "Just had a rough night, that's all."

"Me too." Amy mumbled and Sonic instantly began feeling guilty again. Thankfully, Amy quickly changed the subject. "So how come you had a rough night."

"I dunno." Sonic muttered apathetically. "Just a bad dream."

"Want to talk about it?" Amy offered, clearly interested in what could disturb the blue hero so much.

"I don't even remember that much." Sonic sighed. "I have it every now and then. It's just us battling Eggman and you all get defeated and I can't do anything but stand there and watch – I always feel so helpless." He didn't even though why he was sharing this with Amy, but she was just one of those people who you could easily talk to. She was so compassionate and understanding. Not a bad bone in her body. She wouldn't judge and Sonic liked that about her.

"That won't happen Sonic." Amy reassured him as she offered him a soft smile.

Sonic smiled back and got lost in her eyes before the timer went off making them both jump.

"The cake and cookies are done." Amy announced happily she put on her oven gloves, opened the door and pulled them out.

"They smell great!" Sonic's mouth watered as the sweet aroma filled Amy's small kitchen.

"Well you can't have any until tomorrow."

Sonic pouted.

"Not even a chef VIP taste?"

"Sorry Sonic."

Sonic huffed before he yawned and stretched, beginning to feel tired. He looked at the clock and gasped at how late it had gotten. He expected time to drag with Amy, but it had flown by.

"Wow, is it that late already?" Sonic voiced his thoughts. "I should get going. This was fun, we should hang out more often." He admitted before he could stop himself. He expected her to charge at him and hug him to death, but nothing happened. He turned his body to see what she was doing, but she had her back to him, appearing to be staring at her wrist.

However, as soon as Sonic looked her way she quickly turned back around to smile at him.

"Sure, I had a lot of fun."

"See ya around Ames." Sonic chuckled before seeing himself out and Amy let out a breath she didn't realise that she was holding.

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"Took you long enough." Eggman snapped as Amy walked into the small field where he had been waiting for her for nearly an hour. "I thought I was never going to get hold of you. I haven't been able to speak to you since you left last night." He pointed impatiently at the wrist communicator he had hidden under one of her gold bracelets.

Amy glared at him in the darkness. The night was cloudy with the only source of light coming from the headlights on Eggman's mech and the flashlight that Amy had brought with her to find her way. Some bats fluttered off in the distance, but aside from that, the night was quiet and empty, ominous and enigmatic.

"I was spying on Sonic like you told me." Amy responded coldly. "I couldn't just drop everything and blow my cover."

"Humph." Eggman huffed as he crossed his arms over his egg shaped belly. "Report."

"Nothing much really." Amy began. "He seemed pretty crestfallen over what he said to me and offered to spend the evening with me to make it up to me. We ended up baking some cakes for a party, had a food fight – "

"Great." Eggman grunted. "Trust me to hire a minion who mixes business with pleasure."

Amy ignored his comment.

"Then just got talking about a re-occurring nightmare that he has."

"Ugh so nothing useful tonight then?" Eggman moaned as he unfolded his arms and tapped his fingers against the metal rim of his mech. The tapping echoed across the field as Eggman thought about what Amy had just told him.

Wait…a nightmare? A re-occurring nightmare? Eggman thought back to his university years and all the science classes he had taken. Re-occurring nightmares were usually a sign of stress or fear. So, it looked like the blue hedgehog wasn't so perfect after all. Eggman suddenly had a huge hunch that he was onto something big here. He adjusted his glasses as he smirked evilly and turned back to face Amy who was watching him with a very guarded expression.

"Did he happen to tell you what the nightmare was about?"

Amy nodded. "He just said it involved you defeating us while he was helpless to stop it."

Something clicked in Eggman's brain. "Of course. Why didn't I think of this before? But I'll have to run some little tests to be sure."

"What do you mean?" Amy asked.

"Oh nothing to worry about." Eggman smiled innocently at her. "You'll know it when it happens, but don't worry, I'll make sure you won't get harmed seen as you're my most valuable asset at the moment so when it happens you'll have to do some acting."

"Right…?" Amy frowned, still sounding unsure about what Eggman was planning.

"Thank you Amy. You have been most helpful so far." He congratulated her.

Amy merely smirked and nodded in response and turned to leave before Eggman's urgent voice stopped her.

"Hang on, I almost forgot. I've detected a chaos emerald somewhere in Tails' workshop. Be a dear and steal it for me would you? And be secretive about it. Wouldn't want your cover blown now would we?"

"Definitely not." Amy replied flatly. "I'll get you the emerald."

"Adda girl." Eggman praised in a patronising way. "After tomorrow, I'll be two steps closer to project darkness becoming a reality and with the results, I'll be able to rule the world and maybe even…the universe."

Eggman's evil laugh echoed into the dark, eerie night.


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