Little ShaDows

Chapter Eleven (In which Sonic enters the scene)

"I thought you loved me. I thought what we had was real."

"It is real, Amy."

"Than why? Why were you with her?"

"It was nothing, Amy."

"Nothing? Nothing! You call getting in bed with her nothing?"

"I never-"

"No! Don't you lie anymore to me! I believed you when you said she and you were finished. I trusted you!"

"We are finished, Ames! Anything you saw happen between us was just a fling. It was just in the moment. It has no impact on the way I feel about you."

"Well it does have an impact on the way I feel about you!"

"What...What are you saying? Come on, Ames, I know I did wrong and I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you. It was just a mistake."

"Mistake my ass!"

"Amy, wait!"

SLAP!

"Don't you ever touch me again. We are through, do you understand? I don't want to see you or hear you or ever have to speak to you again! Go ahead and have your flings. But I swear I won't be one of them."

Duh Duh DUUUUH!

Shadow couldn't help a smirk nor the feeling of immense pleasure at watching Amy dump that jerk.

'You deserve better than him, Amy. Far better.' he thought. She was a true beauty of a woman, both inside and out. Smart, funny, and possessing a certain motherly grace that could warm your heart. And then there was her gorgeous face and curvaceous body. Even Shadow had to admit she was hot.

'A bit too much, though.' he decided. 'Her chest is too large for Amy and her eyes are too small. And blue. Green works better for her. I can't even imagine her with white quills...'

His observations were interrupted by the familiar sound of the front door opening. Amy was back early from her shopping trip. It was a good thing too because he was about ready to head to the bushes...

"Oh Sonic, you really don't have to. I can manage." Shadow heard her say.

"No can do, Ames. I'm gonna make sure that ankle of yours is properly cared for."

Oh hell no. That voice could only belong to...

"How about we sit you down on the couch?"

It was rare that Shadow the Hedgehog panicked. Right now, he was as close as it got to freaking out. Sonic was in their house? He was coming to the couch? Had Amy gone and lost all of her bloomin' marbles?

"Um, okay." Amy agreed. Oh damn. Damn damn damn damn! This couldn't be happening. What was that girl thinking? And great Scots he needed to hide! Somewhere, anywhere...

"Here we go." said Sonic, gently lowering the wounded pink hedgehog into the overly plush cushions of her living room sofa. "Nice and easy."

"Thanks, Sonic."

"No prob. You got any ice?"

"In the freezer, but I can-" Before she could finish Sonic zipped off and was back again in a matter of seconds with a plastic bag filled with ice cubes.

"Madam?" he teased, smirking lightly as he handed her the bag. She smiled.

"Thanks, Sonic, really. It was enough that you carried me back here."

"Well, I couldn't just let you hobble all the way home. What kinda friend would that make me?"

Amy put the ice on her sore ankle, wincing at the cold touch. She still couldn't believe she had been clumsy enough to fall down those stone steps in the park. It was so embarrassing. She probably looked like a stupid weak damsel.

'You fight Eggman and rarely ever get a scratch. You try to walk down stairs and you end up twisting your ankle.' She rolled her eyes. 'Honestly, Amy...'

"Hey, you left your tv on." Sonic noticed.

Amy raised her head. "Hm? Oh, yeah. Guess I did...Omigosh, Shad-!" she slapped a hand over her mouth. How had she forgotten him?

"Is something wrong?"

"No! I mean, n-no. Everything's fine. Just peachy!" she laughed nervously. "It's just this, um, ice...stings..."

She felt like hitting herself. Sonic, on the other hand, looked a bit concerned.

"You sure it's not broken?" he asked.

"Oh no, it's fine. Just...stingy..." Could she sound any lamer? Fortunately, Sonic seemed to buy it.

"Well, make sure you keep that ice on it." he told her. "I know it bites but it'll heal faster that way."

"Will do, Dr. Hog."

He grinned. "I am a hedgehog of many talents."

Amy returned the smile, albeit hers was considerably forced. She was trying to look around the room without arousing Sonic's suspicions. Shadow had been on the couch watching television when she left to go shopping, but he was no-where in sight now. That was good. If Sonic caught sight of him the ebony hedgehog would never forgive her.

"Wait, is this one of those Twiland books?" Sonic asked, picking up a library book which lay open and face-down on the couch. "I keep hearing everyone raving about these things but, honestly, I don't get the hype."

Amy didn't say anything. She was too busy staring wide eyed at the little black and red creature who had just been unwittingly uncovered by Sonic.

"Wow, this thing is huge. How can anyone sit through all this?"

Shadow sat stone stiff. Amy's heart was pounding like a drum. She started to lean to the side...

"Ugh, there's a lot of mush in this, isn't there?"

Her hand darted out, snatching the little hedgehog up, and stuffing him into her lap. Sonic promptly turned his attention to her.

She swallowed. "Uh, just...wiping...crumbs. Wiping crumbs." she repeated with more certainty. "It's kinda messy in here."

Shadow squirmed in her hold. She pressed him down further between her thighs.

Sonic gave the place a look around. "You know, messes are usually easy to spot, but I'm having a hard time finding yours."

"I guess it's one of those things you only notice if you live in the place."

Shadow continued struggling against her, his quills raking across her inner thigh. She suppressed a laugh and squeezed his sides, trying to send him the message to stop. Instead, he uttered a surprising squeak.

Sonic raised an eyebrow. She gave him a shaky smile, cheeks turning red. "The...ice?" she tried. He wasn't going for it this time, though.

"Amy, is something bothering you? You're acting kinda...odd."

She shook her head. "I'm fine, really. Just a little tired is all."

"Hmm, maybe you should get some rest then."

"That would probably be a good i-Ahahaha! No no no! Sha-Shadow, that t-t-tickles!"

Sonic blinked. Shadow? As in Mr. Moody McMoody? Why would she mention him?

"I mean, the ice, the ice!" Amy shouted. "It's this crazy ice! It t-t-t-t-t-" she was unable to get the word out, a fit of giggles making it impossible to speak.

"Wow. That's some real ticklish ice." Sonic commented, smiling crookedly, a slight furrow in his brow. "Maybe I should let you rest."

"Yes, please!" Tears were pricking her eyes. Shadow was killing her!

"Alright...I'll..." he hesitated. "I'll call you later. Promise."

"O-O-Okay!"

The moment she heard the front door open and then close, she shot upright and removed her hand from over Shadow.

"For Pete's sake, Shadow!" she yelled. "What is wrong with you?"

"I. Couldn't. Breathe." he puffed through clenched teeth, his tiny chest rising and falling shakily.

"You couldn't hold your breath for five seconds?"

"Not with you squeezing the air out of me, amongst other things."

"What?"

He rolled his eyes. "Outside. Now please or we'll both regret it."

"What are you...Oh gosh, Shadow, don't you dare!"