Childs Play

Amy, Cream, and Vanilla exited the airport. They walked into the half abandoned parking lot, the only person that was there was a police officer. He looked incredibly tired since it was one in the morning. He had a coffee drink in his head to keep him energized. Amy offered to drive Cream and Vanilla to her humble home. They kindly accepted the generous offer.

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It was awkward drive for Amy, she felt detached from Cream, though she didn't mind she needed some peace and quiet. Cream was busily chatting away with her mother. Vanilla was quite happy since she didn't see her daughter for about a whole week. Everyone was still however devastated from Sonics death, especially Amy. She didn't get to say her final words from the funeral.

Though it doesn't matter to her anymore, no matter what she says it can't bring Sonic back. Instead she just cried her feeling out instead of embracing his dead body. A deep frown appeared on her face, while remembering what she wanted to say to Sonic.

I wanted to say that…I love you…

Amy felt like crying again, her eyes were welling up with tears.

"AMY! LOOK OUT!" Cream screamed from the back seat. Vanilla, who was sitting in the passanger, reached her hand towards the wheel and turned it to a sharp left.

Amy was snapped out of her memory and stepped onto the brake. The car stopped in a screeching halt. Everyone froze, took a deep breath, and tried to recall what just happened. The air smelt like burning rubber, which of course came from the cars tire.

"What happened?" Cream asked innecently. She unbuckled her seatbelt while waiting for her answer.

Vanilla almost seemed like she died from fear.

Amy's hands were trembling; her whole body shook as she tried to see what was lying on the road. A lump was lying on the road, it seemed like the car had impacted with the figures fragile body.

Amy finally had the courage to unbuckle her seatbelt. She slowly stepped out of her car, while leaving Cream and Vanilla behind. Cream and Vanilla curiously looked at the lump in the road.

"Oh god…" Vanilla finally managed to speak, though her voice was raspy and her throat felt dry.

"Mommy, what is that?" Cream pointed at the unknown figure.

"I don't know, Creamy." Vanilla voice sounded even raspier than before.

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Amy walked slowly towards the figure. Her heart was pounding through her chest. She felt like she couldn't breath, her legs wobbled, she feared she would collapse soon.

She appeared right beside by the figure. She knelt down beside the dark figure.

"Please don't be dead." Amy chanted under her breath.

She couldn't tell what the figure looked like since it was quite dark out. Oh how she wished it were lighter out. She gently put her delicate hand on the figures heart. She felt some heartbeats; she took a sigh in relief.

Suddenly the figure grabbed her hand, which in result she screamed into the quiet atmosphere.

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Ooh who's the figure? At least it's not dead. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.