Author: Sorry for the long wait! Things have been busy with college and I recently started volunteering at day care and the nursing home so that's taking up most of my time. Thank you guys so much for your support on this story. I'm glad you guys are enjoying it. Not sure if I mentioned this before but this story is also in Quotev and I might add it to Wattpad too. Another thing, I did mention before that I am planning on making changes to the previous chapters but they shouldn't be anything too major. Btw, sorry if this chapter is a little boring but I have ideas I'm planning on saving for the next chapter.

P.S. It might be a little too late by the time I upload this but Happy Thanksgiving!

Anyways, enjoy!

"Wow, it's such a lovely day out today. Are you sure you're not hot wearing that outfit, Sasha?" Amy asked, looking over my outfit. I was wearing a long, loose black and gray striped sweater, black leggings, and black converse. I nodded. "I'm fine." I responded, tugging on my sleeves. She shrugged at my response. "Suit yourself."

Hard to believe it's already been a week since I first arrived here. It seemed to have gone by fast. So far things have been uneventful. The week has mainly consisted of more attempts of Eggman trying to take me back.

What does he want with me? Why did he bring me here in the first place?

"Sasha, are you listening?" I heard Amy interrupt my thoughts. "Yea." We were going to babysit Cream for the day while her mom went out. Even though I was familiar with Cream's sweet and good hearted nature, I had to admit that I was a bit nervous. I'm not sure if it's the fact that I'm meeting new people or the fact that I've never had much interaction with kids.

"Anyways, both Cream and Vanilla are very nice. I can't wait for you to meet them! You're going to love them and I'm sure they are going to love them too!" Amy exclaimed while giving me a reassuring smile.

Maybe she's right. I should have nothing to worry about.

Finally, we reached a cute little house that was painted yellow and light brown. Amy knocked on the door and we were soon greeted by the sweet smiling face of Vanilla the Rabbit. "Hello there, dears. Please come in." She said as she stepped aside to let us in. "Hi, Ms. Vanilla. This is Sasha I told you about." Amy said as we entered. "Hello Sasha. It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Vanilla." She extended her hand towards me. "It's nice to meet you too, Ms. Vanilla." I replied with a small smiled as I shook her hand. "Where's Cream?" Amy asked. "She's in her room. My little Cream is just so excited to spend the day with you both."

"You're here!" As if on queue, Cream the rabbit happily ran towards us followed by her beloved chao, Cheese. "Hi, Cream! It's good to see you!" Amy said as she pulled Cream into tight hug. "Chao, chao, chao!" Amy giggled. "It's good to see you too, Cheese." She said, hugging the little creature. I had to admit the scene was pretty cute. Cream turned her attention to me and instantly smiled a bright smile. "You must be Ms. Sasha! I'm Cream and this is my chao friend, Cheese." "Chao!" Cheese cheerfully flew into my hands.

This is what a chao feels like? So soft! I think I want a chao now!

"It's nice to meet you both." I said giving them my usual small smile. "Well, I must be going now. Please take good care of my dear little Cream girls." Ms. Vanilla said, grabbing her purse. "Don't worry. We will." Amy assured to her. "Be good girl while I'm gone, Cream." said as she began to leave. "I promise I will. Goodbye, mother." With that, was gone.

"What do you wanna do first, Cream?" Amy asked. "Hmmmm...I'm not sure. What do you think, Cheese?" "Chao."

"Do you have any ideas?" Cream asked, turning her attention towards me. "Ummm..."

To be honest, I don't have a clue myself. Aw man. I practically forgot what was like to be a little girl. What do little girls like to do again...?

I happened to glance at Amy who glanced back at me. Almost immediately her face brightened as if a light bulb popped on over her head. I can tell she had an idea but judging by the smirk on her face, I don't think it's a good one. "Hey, Cream? How about we do makeovers?" Cream's eyes lit up gleefully. "Yay! I love makeovers! Who should go first?" "I think Sasha should go first." "H-huh?!"

"We are going to dress you up in pretty bows and flowers!"

"Don't forget LOTS of pink!"

I always knew she was evil on the inside.

"Yay, we are going to make you look so cute!" Cream exclaimed gleefully as she grabbed my other hand and started dragging me away. I looked at Amy who gave me a cheesy grin. I shot her a glare.

I will be the one to put you in your grave, Amy.

"Almost done..."

Kill me...

"Just a little more..."

PLEASE kill me...

"ALL DONE!" Both girls exclaimed in unison. "So what do you think, Sasha?" Amy asked, handing me a mirror. Hesitantly, I grabbed the mirror and looked at my reflection. My dark brown hair was brushed up into twin ponytails that were being held up by two pink bows. My lips were painted with like pink lip gloss and my nails were decorated with pink glitter.

I almost feel like a cupcake or something.

"I'm...speechless..." I said, trying my best to find the appropriate words. "You're very pretty ." Cream said sweetly. I was taken a bit off guard. I don't usually get compliments like that. "Oh...um...thank you..." I said sheepishly.

Suddenly, we were interrupted by a low growling noise. I clutched my stomach and inwardly groaned to myself. "Sounds like somebody's hungry." Amy giggled. "Why don't we bake a cake? You make the best cakes, Amy!" Cream beamed. "That's a great idea. Do you want cake, Sasha?" Amy asked me. "Sure, I guess." I responded, shrugging my shoulders. "Yay!" Cream happily ran off towards the kitchen along with Cheese following behind her. Amy and I both stood up to follow her. As I stood up, I glared over at Amy who seemed to already know my reason why.

"Oh come on, Sasha." She said, rolling her eyes. "You look nice. I told you that you'd look better in pink." She said before walking away. I followed behind her trying best not to growl under my breath.

I swear, Amy! I'm just gonna take a bucket of black paint and dump it all over you!

We all walked in the kitchen and set out all the required ingredients. Amy pulled out cookbook full of different cake recipes. "Which kind of cake should bake guys?" We watched her as she flipped through the pages. I never realized there were so many different kinds.

This shouldn't be too hard, right? After all, I used to do a lot of baking with my grandma before we moved some years ago.

"Oooh, let's bake a homemade strawberry shortcake! I love strawberries!" Cream suggested. "That's a great idea." Amy replied, as Cream removed a pack of strawberries from the refrigerator. I watched as Amy began mixing the bowl while Cream handed her the appropriate ingredients. They both looked like they were having so much fun. I couldn't help but feel a hint of nostalgia swell up in me.

"Hey Sasha. Do you mind cutting the strawberries for us please?" Amy asked, handing me a knife and a cutting board. "Uh...sure..." I carefully took the utensils from her. I rolled up my sleeves before taking out a couple of strawberries to cut. Hesitantly, I picked up the small sharp blade. For some reason, I couldn't control my trembling hands as I stared at the blade. My breaths seemed to become for forced as each second passed.

Please no...not again...I'm just cutting some stupid strawberries...stop shaking...

Trying to soothe my frantic nerves, I didn't realize my vision getting blurry. I felt something penetrate my skin, causing me to gasp and immediately drop the knife onto the floor. "Sasha! Are you okay?!" I heard Amy yell, snapping me out of my trance. "Y-yes...I'm fine." I replied, feeling a bit shaken still. "You're bleeding, Ms. Sasha!"

I glanced down to see a long slice running across my index finger, followed by trails of blood that was seeping out. I simply glared at the gash in my finger.

It happened again...I let it get to me again...

"Cream, go get the first aid!" Cream nodded as she quickly ran to get the first aid. Amy brought me over to the sink to help me wash off the wound. "How did you manage to cut yourself so bad?" She asked worriedly. "I guess I just...have bad luck with knives..." I muttered, still glaring at my wound. After cleaning up the wound best as possible, I sat down in a nearby chair to the table. "I found it!" Cream said as she ran back in the kitchen with the first aid kit. Amy immediately opened it and took out a band aid. I watched as she skillfully wrapped my finger. "Th-thanks..." I muttered almost unconsciously. "Are you sure you're okay?" I felt a hand touch mine causing me to slightly jerk out of my trance. Finally taking my eyes of my injury, I looked up to see Cream's worried light brown eyes. "Yeah, I'm sure. Really I'm fine." I assured. I glanced over at Amy who also looked equally as worried. I stood up from my chair. "C'mon, let's go finish making the cake." I said, plastering my signature small smile on my face. "Yeah!" Cream happily skipped off to the kitchen while me and Amy followed. "Okay then," Amy said somewhat warily. "But this time I'll cut the strawberries while you mix the ingredients."

Amy's P.O.V.

Eventually, we were able to finish baking the cake without anymore incidents. After waiting for the cake to bake and cool down, we applied the icing and strawberries. By the time we were finished, we were all practically covered in icing. I couldn't understand how we were able to make such a mess. It was actually pretty funny. Me and Cream couldn't help but laugh at ourselves. I think I even heard Sasha chuckle a little bit. I think she's actually starting to enjoy herself.

"Ms. Amy?" Cream whispered as she slightly tugged on my dress. "Yes Cream?" "I think Ms. Sasha really likes frosting." She whispered while trying to stifle a giggle. I glanced over at Sasha to see her trying to secretly lick stray drops of frosting off her fingers. I did my best to stifle a giggle myself.

I think somebody's a fan of sweets.

After cleaning up our mess, I figured it was time to taste the cake.

"Are you guys ready to eat?"

"Yep!"

"Sure." I cut each of us a slice and we all sat down at the dining table to eat. I took my first bite into the cake.

Excellent as always.

"It's delicious!" Cream said happily. I smiled at her before turning my attention to Sasha. She stabbed a small piece with her fork and placed it in her mouth. Almost instantly, her eyes lit up. "It's...really good." I laughed at her expression and so did Cream.

I had to admit seeing her like that made her look adorable. Made me wish I had a camera right now. Cream seems to really like Sasha, just as I expected. Deep down under that reserved exterior, I'm sure is just a sweet girl. But I can't help question the incident that happened earlier.

What was that all about? I'm a little worried about Sasha. Maybe I'll ask her about it later.

Sasha P.O.V

After finishing our slices of cake, Amy helped Cream get ready for bed while I washed the dirty plates. By the time I finished drying off the last plate, the front door opened. "Good evening, everyone! I'm home!" Vanilla's voice rang throughout the house. "Hi, Ms. Vanilla. Amy is getting Cream ready for bed." I said exiting the kitchen. As soon as she saw me, gasp escaped from her mouth before it was replaced with giggles. "You look adorable, dear." I did my best to hide my deadpanned expression with a fake smile. "Thanks..."

"So how was everything? I hope my Cream hasn't been any trouble." "Don't worry, she was no trouble at all." "That's good to here." A pleased smile was on her face. "Hi . How was your day?" Amy greeted as she entered the room. "Lovely. Again, thank you so much girls for watching Cream for me." "It was no problem at all. We had fun." I nodded in agreement. "I'm glad to hear. Well, you girls should get home before it gets to late." "Actually, Cream asked if you could tuck her in before we leave, Sasha." I was totally taken aback by this. "O-oh, um...ok." I said as I walked towards Creams room, but not before catching a glimpse of the goofy smile that was on Amy's face.

That girl needs to calm down...

I walked down the hall until I reached Cream's room. I knocked on the door softly. "Cream...?" I called, as I entered the room. She was sitting in bed quietly petting Cheese who was already asleep next to her. She looked up at me and practically beamed. " , can you tuck me in please?" "Sure." I walked over and pulled sun flower decorated blanket over her as she got comfortable. "Can you tell me a bedtime story please?" She asked as I sat on the bed next to her. "Ok, um...once upon a time, there was a little girl in a red hood-" I was cut off by Cream's giggling. "I heard that one plenty of times. Can you make up a knew one?"

Oh boy...here goes...

"Well, ummmmm...once upon a time there was this...girl...and she was...umm..." "An angel...?" "Yea, she was an angel with magical powers and..." "She was beautiful with big pretty wings." "Sure...but...she was sad." "Oh no, why was she sad?" "Well, she didn't have any friends and she was really lonely..." "That's terrible! Did she ever make friends?" "Actually...yes she did...and they all had magical powers just like her." "And they all saved the world?" "Yep, and they lived happily ever after. The end." (Author: I was too lazy to think of a story so I did a reference to my ROTG story.) "That was a great story . Thank you." Cream exclaimed as she rubbed her eyes and started to yawn. "Your welcome, Cream. Well, I have to get going." Cream gave me disappointed look. "Will you come visit again soon?" I smiled a small smile. "Sure, I will." Cream smiled happily before closing her eyes. "Goodnight, ." She said as she went to sleep. "Goodnight, Cream." As I quietly walked out, of the room and closed the door behind. For the first time in a while, I couldn't help but notice that my usual small smile grew a little bit bigger that moment.

We finally made it back to Amy's house. By now, I had already taken a shower, brushed my teeth, and took my hair down from that ridiculous hairstyle. Right now, I was trying to find a way to scrape off this pink nail polish.

Ugh! How do you get this stupid crap off?!

Eventually, I gave up and decided to crawl into bed. Ow! I winced at the pain that shot through my finger. I glanced at my wounded finger. It looked like the blood was already starting to bleed through the band aid.

Even after two years...I'm still just as pathetic...

I sighed angrily as I plopped down on the pillow and stared up at the ceiling.

Honestly, today was actually kinda...nice. It's been a while since I had a nice day where I didn't have to worry about being harassed by stupid sluts and idiotic bastards.

I rolled over on my side and closed my eyes.

I wonder how tomorrow is going to be.