Can I? (Sally x Amy)

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Amy ripped the newspaper in half, threw the pieces to the floor and kicked at them, never wanting to see them again, never to read those news. She then spun around and kicked at the table instead, the paper not making enough of a noise to blur out her thoughts – but owww, that goddamn hurtwhy the hell does she – Amy fucking hated weddings.

-Not in general.

She just did not want Princess Sally to marry anyone. She didn't want Sonic to marry anyone. Ugh. She didn't know what she wanted…

Just not this.

Oh why had she gotten herself smitten with the Princess? Her life had been complicated enough before…


The worst thing to watch was how everyone else took the news. Sonic looked sheepish and kinda guilty, as if it was his fault that the kingdom forced him to marry Sally. Tails tried to be really supportive, but if you looked closer then he looked only like he really couldn't believe this was happening. In a bad way.

Bunny had taken Sally out for some drinks, and after that they had acted even more like sisters than usual. Bunny said she'd help with her wedding, like Sally helped with her and Antoine's, and Sally had nodded while looking miserable.

Miserable. She was marrying Sonic the Hedgehog! Wasn't that every girl's dream, or what?

Amy didn't want her to be miserable. But she didn't know what to do. They weren't that close friends, and she just wanted the world to stop – stop and cancel that dumb wedding. Who the hell wanted it to happen anyway?


"Why are you acting like this?" Amy asked, ducking for a low branch. Sally just sighed and ran a hand through her hair – the bronze curls shimmered beautifully – and then she stopped walking. She had an expression of uttermost seriousness as she then turned to look at Amy, and Amy of course stopped walking she too.

The leaves rustled, like paper, and Sally seemed to consider her wording before then saying, "What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean!" Exclaimed Amy. She then said more quietly, trying to look apologetic, "The wedding. Why do you seem so sad?"

"…Because I'm not – I don't want to marry Sonic."

Really? Amy blinked. It seemed obvious, but why wouldn't she…?

"But- but aren't you in love with him?" Only after Amy had blurted that out, did she realise that it sounded pretty damn inconsiderate. Sally didn't seem to notice.

"…No," she said quietly. She turned away, and started walking again, Amy hurrying after her. –Sally… didn't like Sonic? Of course she didn't. But why would the kingdom have them to marry? Why-

"But why-" began Amy, but Sally interrupted her.

"I'm never marrying him. I – I don't-" she paused, and Amy just waited. They had stopped walking again without her noticing, and her pulse had speeded up without her noticing. She was standing too close to Sally, and that made a whole symphony of alarm bells start playing in her head, but she-

Sally spun around, and Amy was almost startled. She tried to keep her facts together, but when Sally looked at her with sapphire-blue eyes, then she felt like she had just dropped all folders down a mental staircase. "Amy, "said Sally, averting her eyes again.

"I… I…" she swallowed. And then she looked up again, and it was as if a fire burned in her eyes as she then said, "I don't wanna marry anyone, because I'm in love with you. Amy."

-It stopped. What? Time. Amy didn't know what to do or think or say right now, and apparently Sally took this as a bad sign, as she spun around and moved to run away but Amy acted faster than she thought possible and snatched her arm and-

"Wait!"

Sally froze. And Amy did too, she supposed, but right now she was too shocked and happy and confused and-

"I – I l-like you too, I guess, but I didn't think-"

Breathe. Make your ears stop burning.

Sally had turned to just stare at her, and Amy had no choice but to stare back. Oh god. He couldn't survive this-

And Sally's shock melted to happiness, excitement, disbelief mixed with relief. "You… wait?"

And with new courage, perhaps from Sally's flustered state, Amy said, "I like you," Swallow. "Like, like-like you."

Sally blinked, and Amy just continued to look at her intently, cheeks flaming. She suddenly realised that she was still clinging to Sally's hand like it was a lifeline, but before she could do anything about it, Sally asked hesitantly, with a smile tucked into the corners of her mouth,

"C-can I kiss you?"

Yes. Yes she could, and yes they did.