Chapter 7: Love Hurts
"Go on a date with me."
"Amy..." Sonic's expression was distinctly unhappy.
"To a café or to Twinkle Park, I don't care. I want a date."
"You already asked me twenty times this day, the last one while dragging me out of a tree I'd hidden in! What do I have to do to make you stop?!" the blue hedgehog waved his arms about exasperatedly, his quills in disarray from the hammer-and-mouse-chase that had lasted all morning.
"What do I have to do to make you take me out?!" Amy just shot back, crossing her arms in front of her chest, glaring.
"Not to mention what do we have to do to get out of this," Tails muttered at that, the fox as well as Knuckles and Cream the long-suffering bystanders of this little exchange. "We actually wanted to go to Emerald Beach, watch the surf competitions…" He looked down the street leading to the ocean longingly, envying the other Mobians and humans of Station Square happily making their way through the sunshine of the grand plaza toward a wonderful afternoon. In fact, when Tails looked at the statue of the man in front of the burger bar long enough, even this guy seemed happier than usual. The fox took this as a sign of cosmic injustice, or maybe just sunstroke.
"And enter the Pearl Search Competitions," the echidna added. "I can't wait to see that bat girl's face when I win."
At this, Amy's face suddenly lit up. "Sonic, I've got it!"
The blue hedgehog took a step backwards on the sidewalk, like a rat watching a suddenly very happy terrier. "…got what?"
"We'll have a contest, too, Sonic the Hedgehog! And if I win, you have to go on a date with me!"
Emerald eyes suddenly glittered with interest. "…if I win, I get peace from you for the rest of the month."
The pink girl nodded. "Fair enough. What kind of contest?"
Sonic shrugged. "I don't care. Hammerthrowing's out of the question, tho!" he added as an afterthought.
Tails scratched his ear. "Well, I think it would be fair if both of you could set one condition of the contest. Then nobody can complain that the other got to make the rules. Okay?"
When Amy nodded, Sonic immediately perked up. "Okay! My condition: Whatever the contest is about, it has to be based on speed!" he said, grinning with closed eyes, secure now that he had won already. What Amy opened her mouth next, though, blue eye ridges rose in surprise.
"Right," she said, "Then it'll be a race on foot."
Sonic looked at Amy incredulously, an expression he shared with Knuckles and Tails.
"Ames? Did you get sunstroke or are you trying to lose?"
The pink girl just smiled…before pulling out her latest purchase, which were two very similar pairs of shoes from her shopping. "I haven't finished yet, Sonic…because my condition is that the race has to be run in 8-inch high-heels."
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Later on, almost everyone agreed that it had indeed been a very entertaining day even if they had missed the other competitions, and all of them found that Sonic and Amy did make a very cute couple where they were sitting at the ice cream café. The blue hedgehog had actually consented to sit still for more than three hours on end so far.
But of course, with a horribly sprained ankle only ten seconds into the race, Sonic had had very little say in the matter anyway.
Fin
Just another example how drabbles are so often inspired by real life. Wrote this on the day before my leaver's ball and this idea came to me when I, the girl only ever seen in sneakers, was stalking through the shoe store in my new high heels, feeling utterly ridiculous. Dresses. Scoff. Gimme shorts and running shoes any day.
But suffering shared means suffering halved, I've heard, and imaginary characters have the advantage that they can't fight back…XD
Physically still on Tasmania, btw, (and managed to see an echidna! - brown, spiky amorphous mass wriggling between rocks with no recognizable features, but still an echidna!!) but mentally, my location is currently a rather distinct blue policebox...new fandom equals LOVE. Please review? :)
