The downtown supermarket was one of the busiest stores on this end of Station Square. It was a big superstore that had everything you could think of, all in one building. Aside from food and groceries, there was clothing, appliances, and so much more. From the outside, one would not assume the store had everything inside. With giant windows on the front and many doors, all automatic, that lead in, it was a very popular place to shop. Because it was so busy and had so many customers, the name of the store fit the bill: The Downtown Super Mart.

Amy had entered the vast superstore moments after her departure from her beloved Sonic. She entered the store with a couple of items in mind: cake mix, frosting, eggs, butter, and vegetable oil. Her goal was to keep herself busy with anything that she could conjure up, so she decided her best way was to bake a cake. After all, time flies when you're having fun, right?

When she entered the supermarket, she grabbed a small, blue basket and walked into the multiple aisles, hoping to find what she needed. She walked down the aisle directly ahead of her and stopped when she was not even mid-way.

She looked at a rack full of magazines and different assortments of books. There was a wide variety, something for everyone. However, the magazine that caught her attention happened to be a bridal magazine right in the front. She paused to look at it, gazing at the front cover that had a bride, in a beautiful white dress, and the groom, in a sharp looking tuxedo. She blushed, as her hopeful imagination began putting her own face on the bride's body and Sonic's on the groom.

After a few seconds of her wishful thinking, she turned away from the magazine and began walking. As she did, people kept looking at her, some with smiles and giggles and others with looks of worry. It was only then that Amy felt why they were looking at her: she was blushing, making her face look a dark red.

As she went into the aisle with all the baking goods, she began to place all the necessary ingredients in her basket. She got yellow cake mix, chocolate frosting and all the other items she thought of on her way over. When she was convinced she had everything, she began to make her way over the checkout counter.

When she got there, her cheeks still a little red, she heard the sound of someone calling her from the entrance. She turned her head and saw Cream walking towards her, a smile imprinted on her face.

"Hey, Amy," said Cream, as she stopped next to Amy, "What's up? Is everything alright?"

"I'm fine, Cream. Why do you ask?" she asked, giving a look of concern.

"Well, you didn't come back to the diner, so I thought something was up," said Cream, giving her an accusing, yet teasing look. Amy detected the look she was giving her and began to feel concerned.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Amy asked.

"You know why," said Cream, teasingly, like a little sister, "You and Mr. Sonic were out there talking for a while, you know. You want to fill me in on what you talked about?"

Amy smiled back, almost just as teasingly, and said, "I don't know, Cream. Let me think about it."

She looked in the air for a moment, pretending like she was lost in a deep thought. In her peripheral vision, she saw Cream giving her a look of impatience. She smiled and winked at her, playing around like sisters often do.

"Come on, Amy!" Cream whined, "Please tell me! Please, please, please, please! Pretty please, with sugar on top!"

Amy broke out in laughter, "Well, we'll talk about it later, I promise. Right now, I'm kind of in the middle of something."

"Well," said Cream, reluctant to take her answer, "How about we talk about it tonight? Why not come over to my place and have a sleepover! It'll be fun, just us girls! My mom won't mind! Please!"

She began to beg again, causing Amy to laugh some more. Reconsidering the options, she thought it would probably be a good idea. That way, tomorrow night would come a lot faster.

"Alright, Cream," Amy said, "I'll come over. What time do you want me to come?"

"YAY!" Cream shouted, as she threw her arms around her, "Come over tonight, around six, alright?"

"Six," Amy mumbled, softly so that Cream couldn't hear her. She recalled that it was the same time Sonic had asked to see her the next day. The thoughts of her and Sonic walking along Emerald Coast, hand-in-hand, made her start blushing hard again.

When Cream released her embrace, she began walking towards the exit. When she turned around to look at Amy, she noticed she was blushing and stopped walking.

"Amy, are you blushing?" she asked, playfully. She decided, like before, to test the waters a little bit, "You were thinking about Mr. Sonic again, weren't you?"

Defeated, Amy let out a deep sigh and said, "Is it that obvious?"

Cream broke out in laughter and began walking out of the store again. When Cream was gone, Amy began putting her items on the conveyor belt at the checkout. When the young woman standing behind the counter began looking at her red face, she couldn't help but start giggling to herself.

When Cream had left the supermarket, she flew up in the air and began making her way towards City Hall to wait for Tails and Knuckles. She flew for a little while, resting when she needed to, until she had reached her destination.

City Hall was a giant building located a few blocks away from Station Tower. It was a tall gray building, with a giant bronze statue on the front. The statue of a man riding a horse with the words, "Our Founder," underneath it was a landmark that no one would miss. When Cream got there, she saw that Tails and Knuckles were already waiting for her.

"There you are," said Tails, "We've been waiting for you!"

"Hey, guys," said Cream, as she landed right in front of them.

"I already filled Knuckles in on what's happened so far," said Tails, "So we can start planning a new strategy together."

"Hey, Mr. Knuckles," said Cream, "Sorry to keep you out of the loop for so long."

"It's alright, I guess," said Knuckles, "I kind of wish I was there, though. I really would have liked to see them almost kissing each other. That truly would have been classic! I would have brought my camera and everything!"

Cream let out a deep sigh. "That's the reason we kept you out of the loop, Mr. Knuckles. We couldn't risk compromising the date like that. You might have ruined everything with you, sorry for saying, lack of knowhow."

Knuckles was taken aback for a second. Not only was he surprised that she had said that to him, but he was impressed with her increased vocabulary. He decided not to say anything, knowing it was probably a waste of time arguing.

"So, what's the game plan?" asked Tails, breaking the momentary silence.

"Well, like you said, Miles, we can't plan anything until we know what Amy and Mr. Sonic talked about," said Cream, "So, I convinced Amy to come over to my place tonight. I'll try to get her to tell me what they were talking about."

"Okay," said Tails, "So, what do we do in the meantime?"

"The only thing we can do for now is to wait until tomorrow," said Cream, as she began walking down the street, "I should have an idea of what to do by then."

"Hold up a sec, Cream," said Knuckles, stopping her, "You have something on the back of your shirt."

He held her still and pulled off the little black dot off the back of her shirt. He looked it over, not sure what it was.

"What is it?" she asked, sounding a little concerned.

"Probably just dirt," said Knuckles, "Nothing to be concerned about."

Cream smiled and continued to walk down the road towards her house. She needed to get things ready for her sleepover later.

"Let me see that, Knuckles," said Tails, asking to see the black dot. He handed it to Tails and he began to inspect it very closely.

"What is it?" asked Knuckles, slightly confused.

"Not sure, but I have a funny feeling about it. Let's get a closer look at it in my workshop," said Tails. With that, he and Knuckles began walking down the road, towards the train station.

All the while, Tails kept looking over the little black dot and mumbling to himself, "Hmmm, I wonder..."