Story Time! - Normal Text

"Story Time!"- Dialogue

"Story Time!" - Thoughts

Amy's Quest For Love

Ray was happy. In fact, he was so happy that his bushy black tail was wagging furiously in glee. Why was he so happy? Well, in order for you to fully understand why he was so happy, you must know a bit of personal info about Ray.

Ray was one of those people who generally liked to keep to himself, so he didn't have many friends and the few that he did have still found him generally weird. In a nutshell, Ray was socially inept, but there was one thing that Ray could happily say he shared with a lot of other people. He liked sweets.

Ray loved sweets so much that he, from time to time, freaking dreamt about sweets! And this was why Ray was happy; it was one of those times where his dreams were full of every sweet imaginable to humankind as far the eye could see.

Doughnuts, jellybeans, candy canes, chocolate, taffy, caramel, candy bars, and so many other varieties! The list could go on forever, but I don't wanna ramble.

Ray floated through this "dreamscape" of his that defied all laws of physics, all the while admiring the view of various sweet delights floating all around him, his sensitive nose picking up the absolutely magnificent scent of various baked goods and candy's.

"This is so freakin awesome! All these sweets! And they're all MINE!" Ray yelled mentally as he inhaled a nearby cloud of pixie dust, and took a bite out a giant cream-filled donut orbiting around a jawbreaker. "Mmmmm…strawberry jelly" He moaned in delight as drool and jelly flowed slightly out of his stuffed mouth.

It was then that Ray's nose picked up the most magnificent, delicious scent he ever had the pleasure of knowing. "I know that scent! It's…it's!" he stammered as he stared at the god of sweets. "CHOCOLATE ÉCLAIR!" He squealed in delight as he swam through the air to get to it faster, forgetting about all the sweets he left behind. As far as he was concerned everything else was garbage compared to the almighty chocolate éclair.

As Ray approached the giant chocolate éclair, he failed to notice that the sky behind him was disappearing quickly. It seemed like he was waking up.

Finally, once Ray reached the giant pastry, he yelled. "GET IN MA BELLY!" As he prepared to take a huge bite out of the pastry, the giant éclair joined the rest of his "dreamscape" and vanished, being replaced by Ray's bedroom and the previously mentioned éclair was replaced by his pillow.

Ray took a bite out of what he still thought to be the giant pastry, until he realized that éclairs didn't taste like feathers and cotton and proceeded to spit out the contents of his mouth.

Ray opened his eyes to the disappointing fact that he was no longer in his great dream and was now awake. Groaning in disappointment, Ray sat up and stretched his arms out and sighed in relief when he heard the soft *crack* of his spine, and proceeded to get out of bed and into the bathroom to freshen up for the day.

After about 20 minutes, Ray came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and brushing his teeth with a towel wrapped around his waist and whistling a jaunty tune while he grabbed a brush from his closet and began to groom himself.

After making sure he looked his best, Ray headed out into his living room on the path to his kitchen area to make breakfast, but suddenly he heard a sound, a very loud sound that slightly irritated his sensitive ears as he sought out the source of the noise.

After looking around his living room for a moment, Ray could see nothing out of the ordinary except for the pink hedgehog sleeping on his couch….wait, what?

After taking a closer look, there was indeed a pink hedgehog on his couch, sleeping and snoring without a care in the world. He was about to walk over to wake her up and ask her why she was in his house when it all suddenly came back to him.

The scent of blood, the clearing that looked like a tornado had blown through it, and the injured hedgehog he had brought with him.

"Why did I bring her with me again? Oh yeah, my stupid conscience wouldn't leave me alone if I had just left her there." He Told himself mentally with a deadpanned expression on his face as he continued to study the female hedgehog.

A different sound brought him out of his inner monologue and brought his attention back to the pink hedgehog as she started to stir, and looking back, it probably wasn't a good idea to be in full view of an injured person right after they wake up, but Ray sometimes doesn't think things through, so when the pink hedgehogs eyes opened and the first thing she sees is him, it's not a surprise that he got a foot to the face from a now awake and frightened Amy rose.

Short chapter here, sorry. I just couldn't come up with any ideas and it's getting late, and I need my sleep like anyone else does, so this is mainly just to satisfy you for the time being until I can come up with the next chapter.

Thank you for the support and have a nice Day/Morning/Night. Thank you!