Next Chapter! Patchworks nickname is Patch. (So yes, Blue Mage Quartet, you can call him that) But only for dialogue otherwise I'll confuse myself.

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--Metal Sonic's base—

There was something in the darkness; it came forward revealing Metal Madness. Somehow, Metal Sonic had managed to duplicate himself, or something. With one eye on top of the other on his deformed spiky head, Metal Madness was a monstrosity.

"And just what is your plan…"

Metal Sonic had a smug atmosphere about him, if he could, he would have grinned devilishly at his other half.

--Emerald Coast —

The sun shone warmly on the beach. A wildly colored hedgehog strolled along the edge of the water. Waves came up lightly to touch his sneakers. Patchworks was keeping to himself and was happy until the worst happened. Patchworks was jumped from behind and pulled into a hug.

"Sonniku!"

The worst… That he was mistaken to be Sonic by Amy.

"I'm not Sonic!"

"Oh sorry, Patch. You seen Sonic?"

"No,"

"Darn,"

Amy pouted and started walking off in a disappointed way. Patchworks gripped his medallion, just as she turned around. Amy exclaimed,

"But you're fun to hang around with too!

She then had a question to ask.

"What's with the necklace? You always seem to have it with you,"

"It's important to me,"

"Why?"

Amy received only silence. This only made her more curious. Patchworks resumed his walk down the beach. Amy followed; she decided to take a guess.

"Did it belong to someone special?"

"No,"

Silence again, as Amy pondered what else could make that medallion so important to him.

"Does it have a special power or something?"

Patchworks stopped dead in his tracks.

"Yes,"

"What sort of power?"

Patchworks hated deception. But he couldn't let them know! There had to be a way out of this. Patchworks looked at Amy, and it hit him. Silently scolding himself that this was a mean thing to do, he suddenly exclaimed.

"Hey look it's Sonic!"

"Really! Where!"

With that she was gone. Hopefully she would forget about her question. Patchworks decided that now was a good time to turn back, at a faster pace, and before Amy came back when she realized he tricked her!

"Patchworks!"

--Later, at the mall—

Amy had forced Patchworks to take her.

"I swear, I thought I saw Sonic!"

"Be quiet and help me!"

She was trying to find something that Sonic would think was cute. Patchworks had to give his opinion on everything. He mumbled under his breath,

"They all look they same…"

Amy glared at him. Considering that the Piko-Piko hammer was in her 'Hammering' hand, honesty might not be helpful here. Amy stated defensively.

"They're all slightly different. Different textures and stuff."

"They're all red dresses that look like your usual one!"

As Amy went into a monologue about how they were different. Patchworks wondered how on earth she had caught him. He was almost as fast as Sonic, but she still caught him. Well at least she forgot about her question.

"Patch! Are you listening! You're as bad as Sonic!"

"Yeah, I'm listening."

"Then what was I talking about?"

This could be a problem. What was she talking about? This situation felt very similar to Patchworks. Gently stroking his necklace, he remembered. But that could blow his cover.

"I don't know."

Amy shrieked audibly, turning a couple of heads. They were in the mall after all.

--Later—

They were outside somewhere on a bench. Where, Patchworks didn't know. After the mall, Amy had decided to take Patchworks on a tour of Station Square. This was turning out to be an eventful day. Well it could have been worse.

"I had a question earlier, when we were at the beach…"

It was worse. She still remembered her question. How would he get out of this one?

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I hope you fell sorry for poor Patchworks! He's having a very bad day.