Chapter 4
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[Time - 1:36 A.M.)
[Date - June 30th, 21XX)
(Location - Station Square, Residential District, Amy's Apartment)
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Although it was in the wee hours of the morning, Amy found herself rushing around her single bedroom apartment, straightening anything that was out of place or needed refreshing. Oddly enough, it was the first time Sonic ever visited her apartment. She merely wished it was under better circumstances. Either way, she made sure that the place was tidy. Considering there was barely a speck of dust to begin with, it didn't take her long to have the place spotless.
Following a spritz of air freshener in the living room, she ran to the bathroom to use the toilet, wash her hands and then put on her awake face. She took her time brushing her quills, styling them perfectly the way she wanted. Glancing over at the curling iron, she thought about going further, but figured she wouldn't have the time to do so. A quick dab of blush, a twirl of eyeliner and she declared it good enough to satisfy. Now that she had a touch of make-up and her hair was done, she contemplated going into her bedroom closet to find a nice dress, but the current time convinced her otherwise. Her white bathrobe would have to do unless he didn't mind seeing her in her pajamas.
Going into the kitchen next, turning on the light, she wandered over to the refrigerator. Opening the door, she pulled out a mocha frappe mix, chocolate syrup and whipped cream, wanting to give the two a treat for once her hero arrived. Closing the door back, she sat the bottles down on the counter, grabbing a pitcher to fill with ice. 'I've never used a blender at almost one thirty in the morning.' With a little evil grin, she thought 'I'm sure the neighbors will love it.' Plopping the ice into the blender, she put the top on, then did a few quick pulses to make crushed ice. After that, she took the mocha frappe mix and dumped the entire bottle into the blender. 'Oh boy! I'm going to be up all night.' Blending the ice with the frappe mix, following a minute, it was ready. She retrieved two cups, then poured the mix into them. Topping them off with whipped cream and chocolate syrup, all that was left to do was add two straws. "Yummy!" She licked her lips.
A knock at the door made her look up. It was a quiet knock and only one. She almost thought she imagined it. Thankfully, two more gentle knocks came after that. 'He's here.' Her mind thought, wanting to squee in excitement were it not for the circumstances. Straightening her bathrobe by ensuring it was wrapped around her. Picking up one of the homemade mocha frappes, she headed for the door. A fourth knock reverberated through the wood, making her say "I'm coming!" Stopping in front of it, she looked out the peephole, saw Sonic, and took a deep breath. 'Okay, you can do this, Amy. He needs your help. It's not like this is a date.' Unlocking the door, she pulled it open.
At first, she had a goofy smile sculpted onto her face. Gasping, upon seeing the injuries her favourite hero had sustained, the bruises and gashes in addition to him holding onto his side with his eyes squinting in pain; that smile immediately vanished. Concern took the place of every emotion she had inside of her. With her eyes-wide and mouth agape, she grieved, hardly able to hold onto the cup of mocha frappe that she had made for him. "S-Sonic?"
"Amy…" He replied to her rather wearily, wobbling back and forth on his feet.
She quickly waved him in, forgetting all about what she had planned on saying to him. "Come in, come in. It's not much, but it's my place."
Sonic hesitated at first, staring at her, then down at the threshold of the doorway. Letting out a sigh, he stepped into her apartment. Amy closed the door behind him, being sure to lock it seeing how it was so late. "I've never been here before."
"It's nothing too grand. I can show you around, if you want." Amy tried to smile again, but found herself to be subconsciously examining the wounds on him. She wasn't a nurse, although she did have decent skill in first-aid; scoring top of the class in her high school and boxercise dojo, plus she had passed a course on CPR with flying colours. In the past, she'd stitched up a few of his minor wounds. Because of that, she knew he hated hospitals and likely wouldn't want to go there now. Regardless, if he needed her help, she had no issue in giving it to him.
His eyes drifted from her emerald green eyes, down her bathrobe, to what she held in her hands. "Is that a-…"
"A mocha frappuccino." She interrupted him. "Yeah, I made it myself. It's homemade." Looking down at the drink, then up at him, she blushed a tad, realizing how it might have looked since she only had one. "This one is yours! I… I made one for myself too, it's in the kitchen."
Sonic cocked his head to the side as he placed his goback on a hobo stick down next to the door. "Oh… I thought it was a milkshake."
Nervously biting her lower lip, she gently conked herself in the head a few times, frustrated that she didn't think of such a thing, especially considering how late it was. "I'm sorry, I shou-."
This time, it was Sonic who cut her off by taking the cup out of her hand. "No, it's okay. I want it." Sipping on the frappe through the straw, with a blink, his eyes lit up for a moment before his nose wrinkled. "Whoa… Does this have coffee in it?"
Amy giggled at his facial expressions. "Uh-huh. It's a frappuccino. They're like a mix between a chocolate milkshake and iced coffee."
"Who in the world thought of such a thing?" The blue blur raised an eyebrow, looking at the drink before coughing.
Shrugging, Amy said "I dunno. It's good though."
"It's… weird." Sonic responded, smacking his lips as the taste lingered on his tongue.
"Keep drinking." The pink hedgehog told him. "It'll taste less like coffee and more like a milkshake that'll give you energy. The first sip is always the heaviest."
With his nose still turned up, Sonic took another sip. Sure enough, like Amy said, the flavor of coffee swiftly diminished, turning into a frozen chocolatey treat. "Mmm… Oh yeah, you're right." Drinking more of it, he realized that Amy was watching every move he made, even staring at a drop of frappe that dripped down his cheek. "What?" He asked, making her snap out of it. "I did need energy badly." Drinking more, he continued "Ever since I woke up earlier today, I've been so fatigued, I can hardly stay awake."
"Wait…" Amy spoke in amazement. "You just woke up today?"
Nodding, Sonic gulped down the drink. "Well, technically it was yesterday around noon. Before that, the last thing I remember is being attacked by those humans that got the drop on me."
"I'm so sorry that happened." She apologized for the behaviour of another race, another species entirely. Turning back to face the living room, she extended her arm, motioning toward the couch. "Come on into the living room and sit down, relax. I won't force you if you don't want to talk about it… But, if you want to, you can tell me what happened."
Following her further into the apartment, he took note of its layout. Immediately to the left was a coat closet, to the right a small dining area with a tall pub table and chairs to match. Directly in front of the dining room was the kitchen. Walking straight ahead, however, he was led into the living room where he saw her decorations. He always imagined her to live with hundreds of his pictures pinned to the walls, Sonic body-pillows, statues and movies scattered amongst the place. To his pleasant surprise, the living room was completely normal. A blue couch was against one wall while a big 65 inch television adorned an entertainment center on the opposite wall. There was also a gorgeous papasan chair next to a sliding glass door which led to a small screened-in patio. Pictures hanging on the wall weren't of him, rather of pretty flowers or scenic landscapes.
"You've got a nice place." Sonic admired.
Amy blushed lightly as she cleared her throat. "Thanks." Sitting down on the big blue plush couch, she patted the seat next to her, showing that she wanted him to sit down as well, knowing that he had to be tired. "I work hard to take care of the place. My trust fund pays the bills, but there's still groceries and maintenance."
"You have a trust fund?" The blue hedgehog enquired as he sat down next to her, but on the edge of the cushion. He felt a bit awkward being in the home of his 'biggest fan'.
Nodding, she saw nothing wrong with informing her all-time hero of her very own financial status. "Mh-hmm… It's from my mom and dad. They wanted me to go to medical college, so they saved up a ton of their hard earned money…" Tapping her fingers together, she looked away shyly. "I realized it just wasn't what I wanted… I thought it was… I know I disappointed them at first. They flipped their lids and thought I was being a careless child. Thankfully, once I told them how I wanted to set out on my own and be a hero, they pulled everything together to set up a trust fund for me. I can't use it for just anything; that's alright though, because I only need it for the bills."
"Your parents sound like good folks. How come you never talk about them?" Sonic asked.
Amy shrugged while watching him finish off the remainder of his frappuccino. "Oh… You know, just life getting in the way… stuff like that." She didn't have the nerve to mention that most of the reason she changed her mind on medical school was because of her obsession with him. Going through puberty, she lost all interest in being a nurse and could only think about a certain blue hedgehog that was now in her apartment, sitting right next to her.
"Oww…" Sonic abruptly said, taking Amy out of her lustful thoughts. "The back of my head hurts so much."
"Let me see." She took over, gingerly pushing him forward enough to look at the back of his head. Pushing his voluminous quills aside, she was taken aback by the sight of stitches amongst a red and puffy sore. "Oh, wow. You have about six stitches back here. Yeah, it definitely looks like that gang got you good with the hilt of a baseball bat." Sighing over the pain he had to be in, she still wanted to know what happened to him on that ill-fated afternoon. More than anything, she wished he had merely stayed with her at the diner or come back to her apartment with him, any possible change that could have prevented this from happening. "Why did they do it?"
"Because I failed." He instantly responded.
"How were you a failure?" The pink hedgehog asked.
"Don't act like you don't know." Sonic decreed. "I failed to stop the Death Egg Robot from collapsing that highway overpass. It's my fault that all those innocent people died." A miserable frown formed, pulling his lips down. Falling from the corner of his eye, a single tear soaked into his fur.
Amy stood up and held onto his shoulders as she stared him in his eyes. "You… are not… a failure, Sonic. I told you last week and I'll tell you again, it wasn't your fault. It was Eggman's fault. He planned for that to happen! You can't keep holding yourself responsible for that tragedy."
Sonic looked at her emerald coloured eyes and could see how much she cared for him in them. On one hand, it made him feel better to know she was here helping him as she was. On the other hand, he couldn't accept what she said as an answer to his problems. No matter how much he wished he didn't consider himself responsible for the deaths of those innocent civilians, it was all he ever did. His upstanding morals wouldn't allow him to avoid being the individual at fault, even if, deep down, he knew that Amy was right.
"Stop…" She spoke. "I can see it in your eyes. You're still doing it, aren't you?"
Nodding slowly, he sniffled, trying to clear his sinuses. "I can't help it. It's why I was attacked." Feeling tears beginning to pour down his cheeks like a deluge, he filled her in on what had happened to him. "After I left the burger shop where we met up last week, I was…" Avoiding eye contact, he suddenly felt ashamed for his previous actions. "I was angry and upset that you said you were leaving to go on a trip. Like everybody else around me, I felt like you were abandoning me in my time of need. Tails, you, Vanilla…" He scoffed prior to proceeding. "I tried to visit Vanilla, but she didn't want me around."
"Was it because you were drunk?" Amy reiterated.
Sonic merely blinked, having utterly forgotten drinking that bottle of vodka he stole that night. "I… Uhh…" He stuttered, unsure how to approach the subject of drinking alcohol since he had never done so before that night.
"Yeah… She told me." Amy replied, cutting his shame short. "She wasn't rejecting you, Sonic. It's just that, she couldn't have you around Cream acting that way… She's too young to see you like that."
"She wasn't rejecting me?" Sonic sniffled, raising an eyebrow. "I thought she told me to go away."
Amy quickly shook her head. "Of course not! According to her, she told you to go down to the lobby, that she was going to get you a hotel room for the night, to rent one with her own money since she didn't want you to hurt yourself being drunk. She wouldn't do something like that if she didn't give a hoot about you."
Feeling like a fool, through clouded thoughts, he barely managed to recall the adult rabbit saying such a thing to him. Likely due to the alcohol, his warped perception left him thinking she turned him away. "She… She did?"
"Yes, of course. Vanilla would never abandon you. In fact, after going to check on you, she was so upset whenever she couldn't find you in the lobby, she called me asking if she should call the police. I could hear it in her voice that she was afraid you were going to hurt yourself." Amy made sure he knew the truth. "Vanilla loves you very much, as if you were the son she never had. Don't you ever think otherwise."
Sniffling, he put his empty frappe cup on the coffee table so that he could wipe the tears away from his eyes. "I'm such a fool."
"None of us have abandoned you…" The pink hedgehog comforted him, even going so far as to place her hand atop his.
"W-What about Tails and Knuckles? I called both and still couldn't get ahold of either" He cried.
Gently patting his hand, without thinking about it, she cupped her palm against the hero's chin, turning his head so that he was looking at her. "They didn't abandon you either. Tails is flying home in The Tornado, he'll be here tomorrow; and Knuckles… Well, I may have had something to do with Knuckles."
Gazing into the pink hedgehog's eyes with her left hand still on his hand and her right hand on his chin, he sniffled and cocked his head. "What do you mean?"
Blushing again, she let go of Sonic's chin in order to hide her flushed face. "I… I've been so worried about you that I've been calling Tails and Knuckles nonstop. After a few days, Knuckles stopped picking up… So… I think it was me who blew up his phone so many times he turned it off. He told me that you would be fine, but I didn't listen." Bashfully looking back at him, she said "I couldn't help wondering if you were okay. It scared me to death thinking you were lying dead in a ditch somewhere."
Avoiding her gaze, Sonic felt his heart throb from being in the presence of an individual who held such compassion for him. Out of habit, he didn't want to so much as even acknowledge it. However, considering that he was in her apartment being touched by her, he decided to look at her again as he thought about what she said. 'None of them gave up on me?' He thought. 'I really do have the best friends in the world.' Without meaning to, instead of staring into her eyes, he found himself looking at her face in general. From the way she styled her quills to her opulent, flawless skin. Even her lips were plump. He made an excuse, telling himself that it might have been the lighting or her in her bathrobe with her pajamas peeking out, either way she was cuter than he ever gave her credit. Seeing her act so sheepish only added to that rising level of attraction.
"W-What?" Amy piped up, her face burning red.
"Huh?" Sonic shook his head.
Amy giggled softly in advance of saying "You were staring at me with this weird look on your face."
Shoving all of the thoughts he just had far into the back of his mind, the blue blur pretended as if he never conjured them in the first place. Realizing what he was thinking, he didn't know why he did that. Calming down all the emotions building within him, he started directing the conversation back to what had happened to him. "Nothing…" He lied. "I was just thinking about the streetgang." Doing as he said took his mind off his abrupt arousal for Amy Rose of all people. "After hearing you tell me how worried Vanilla was… Heck, after hearing how worried all of you were; now I think it's my fault I got beat up by those punks. Don't say it's not true, because it is. Had I just stayed with Vanilla or you, I never would have been in that park to begin with. If I hadn't been there… obviously they wouldn't have done what they did." Hanging his head, he chose to degrade himself. "I'm an idiot."
Returning to her spot next to him, Amy entwined her fingers with his, pulling his attention away from his sorrow. "You're not an idiot, Sonic. You're a living being who makes mistakes." Scooting closer to him, she let the side of her leg touch his. "It's idiots who don't understand that. I have a feeling most intelligent people know that you weren't at fault for any of this. They forgive you for not being able to prevent those people from dying because they know you couldn't stop it. The smart humans and anthros know that the real blame goes to Eggman."
"Eggman.." Sonic grit his teeth while subconsciously tightening his grip on Amy's hand. "I…" Sighing, he continued talking. "Speaking of forgiving; I had to forgive that fat bastard for what he did to me. At least, that's what I said to him."
"When did you do that? When you were captured by him?" The pink hedgehog inquired. "It's okay. You don't have to blame yourself for that either. It's natural to do or say anything to escape from captivity."
Shaking his head, he closed his eyes as the memories flooded back into his head, flashing like flickers of old picture reels. Leaning back, Sonic opened his eyes. "That's just it; I wasn't in captivity, Amy. I wasn't being held hostage. I was being nursed back to health by him."
Narrowing her eyes, Amy tried to rationalize why their arch-nemesis would do such a thing. For all intensive purposes, she couldn't recall a time when Dr. Robotnik didn't want to kill Sonic and all of them. It didn't make sense to her no more than it did him that Eggman wouldn't simply let the gang murder the blue blur. "Why would he do that?"
"I don't know!" He replied in exasperation, throwing his hand up to emphasize his inability to understand the situation. "None of it makes sense, Amy. Why would that fried egg save me from the gang? Why wouldn't he just let them kill me? It doesn't make any sense…" Shaking his head in confusion, his eyes darted side-to-side as he mentally examined every painstaking memory, doing his best to find a logical reason behind Eggman's actions. "He has to be up to something. When I awoke in the Egg Carrier, he came into the infirmary, letting me know that he wanted me to team up with him. That can't be it. I know it can't. All that man does is lie, there's no way I can trust he wants to let bygones be bygones for the sake of bettering humanity. It has to be a lie."
Amy's jaw dropped a bit in bewilderment. "The betterment of humanity?"
Nodding, Sonic explained. "Yeah. He told me that he rescued me because he was tired of all the bitterness, the wrongdoings in the world."
"He's the cause of those wrongdoings and bitterness!" Amy exclaimed, being sure that her favourite hero was able to understand that.
"I know!" Sonic replied. "I know… He's the reason why I am who I am. Even though I told him I forgave him… I… I don't know if I can."
Amy caressed his cheek, trying to comfort him. "You don't have to, Sonic. Remember what I said? Although you might not have been technically held captive, you were still temporarily at his mercy… I know you… I understand that you said that just so that you could leave without him attacking you."
Thinking back to how he felt as he walked across the deck of the Egg Carrier, Sonic started feeling as though the pink hedgehog was correct. At the time of occurence, he didn't want to forgive Eggman, he just feared the possibility that the mad doctor would want to keep him from leaving. Regardless, it was unusual for him to say something he did not mean. In his entire life, only on rare occasions had he ever lied. Knowing that, he was aware of the fact that it had definitely been one of those occasions. "I didn't want him to know, but I was scared." His lower lip trembled. "Waking up and having your worst enemy staring at you, I thought I was going to die. I thought he had cooked up a plan to kill me."
"He can't kill you, remember?" She comforted him. "He's tried many times and never once has he been able to kill you."
"It's only going to take once, Amy." He expressed his greatest concern. Never before had he shown it, yet always in the back of his mind he worried that Eggman would one day win; be it by killing off his competition, or subjugating them to his ways.
Not liking what he was suggesting, Amy leaned against him, peering up into his forest green eyes. "That's not going to happen. You're too strong; together, you and I, Tails and Knuckles, there's no way he could overcome all of us." She smiled in an attempt to cheer him up. Pressing her leg against his a tad more, the pink hedgehog continued to convince her hero that everything was alright. "Evil such as him doesn't have the frenship, the compassion that we hold for one another. Bad will never defeat good."
Pulling his leg away from her direct contact, Sonic's lip quivered more. "It's not just Eggman that's evil." Sniffling more, he thought about all the 'bad guys' he had to vanquish. Out of all of them, only a minute number were anthros. Nearly every villain encountered was a human. Humans were always the species giving him the most trouble. "I think it might be a common trait held by humans. Maybe they're all evil."
"Don't say that…" Amy pleaded with him, hating having to hear him doubt the integrity of an entire race.
"I think it might be true." Sonic tried confirming it. "To some extent, every homo-sapien is evil… Only a wicked species would degrade their own beloved hero because he failed a single time."
"Sonic…" Amy tried calming him down, only to see him shake his head, pulling his hand away from hers as well.
"No… It's true." Sonic made a fuss. "When I got back here to Station Square after being in the Egg Carrier for a week, I found my apartment utterly trashed. Somebody, presumably the remaining humans from that street gang, had gone into my home while I was away and tore up everything I owned. All my possessions, smashed to pieces like they were nothing. Whoever it was, they cut up my furniture, my couch and bed, poured ketchup on my tv, flooded the bathroom, wrecked the kitchen and sliced my clothing into strips as thin as spaghetti!" Crying into his hands, he sobbed as Amy rubbed his back. "Thousands of dollars worth of stuff, everything I ever owned, gone…" Gritting his teeth, he said. "I never should have bought a place here. I should have just stayed out in the Mystic Ruins or never left West Side Island."
Hearing that his home was vandalized by hooligans, Amy generated a quick response by offering her own apartment as a place he could stay for the meantime. Although she would gladly share a space with Sonic, seeing how she has such a crush on him, she genuinely didn't want him living out on the streets. "I… You… You can stay here until you get your place cleaned up, I don't mind."
Shaking his head, he sighed loudly, his nostrils flaring in the process. "You don't get it, Amy. That's not the issue. The issue is that they won't stop!"
"Who?" Amy asked nervously, slightly afraid of his furious demeanor. "The humans?"
"Yes!" He shouted, his hands balled into fists. "Ever since that day, they've done nothing other than constantly ruin their reputation." Seeing a glimpse of that pervert's face in his memory, the jerk who tried to rape that girl earlier this morning, he had to stop himself from building up rage again. "After I left my apartment, I passed out in an alleyway. I was so tired, it didn't even matter that I had only woken up a few hours before that. My eyes were heavy and I couldn't help myself from drifting off."
Amy didn't like knowing that her special hero had fallen asleep in a dirty backstreet. With all the germs and unsanitary chemicals draining through there, who knows what kind of sickness he could catch. Nonetheless, she let him talk, to tell his story without interruption.
"I woke up to the sound of this woman screaming…" The blue hedgehog continued "She was yelling for help a few yards away from where I was at. When I went to go check it out, I saw this human guy trying to sexually assault her. He looked like he was twice her age and I saw on her face how terrified she was."
Jerking back in shock, her mouth dropped open. "S-Sexual assualt? Here, in Station Square?"
Nodding, Sonic expressed his own surprise. "Yeah. I know. Hard to believe, huh? But, it's true… He was forcing himself on her and nobody was around to stop him. He still had his clothes on even though he was already… you know… Umm… Humping her."
"Humping?!" Amy's face contorted, reddening as her chest tightened.
Sonic rolled his eyes. "I know. It's gross to think about since we're young. Even so, I couldn't let him get away with it, not after hearing her begging for him to stop." Growling, he sort of wished he could repeat the battle with the disgusting human so he could teach him a lesson all over again. "I did what any hero would do and demanded he stop his criminal mischief. Of course, he did what bad guys usually do and blew me off, pretending like I wasn't going to do anything." He laughed. "He had the nerve to tell me to go away. It was obvious he sure didn't like it when I grabbed him." Getting excited, he recalled it all in vivid detail. "Stupid idiot. Can you believe he pulled a knife on me? This human was so intent on rape that he was willing to kill the saviour of Station Square!"
"He didn't hurt you, did he?!" Amy interjected with concern for his well being.
Scoffing, Sonic waved off her worries with a strangely cocky attitude. "Of course not. A switchblade can't move fast enough to harm me!" Laughing in a sudden wicked tone, his leg trembled as a twisted smile formed upon his face. "I nearly broke his arm making him drop that little knife. Do you know what he did next? After seeing that I was ten times faster than him, he still fought back." Laughing more, he kept explaining the criminal scum's thought process. "He was actually mad at me for rescuing the woman, so mad that he pulled a gun on me! These humans, god they are dumb. I retreated into the alley and he followed me. My muscles were so fatigued; I don't know how I did it, but I did. It didn't take much to get him down on the ground…" Throwing his head back, he cackled like a madman, greatly worrying Amy. "I got on top of him and just kept thinking about how he didn't deserve to exist, how the world would be so much better without him in it."
In a complete change of attitude, his freaky elation fell into abrupt woe. His disturbingly fiendish smile reverted to a look of lour. The trembling of his leg ceased, only for his lip to start quivering. Switching back and forth, he couldn't fully decide whether to be glad he was taking out that trash of a human being, or sad that he was thinking in such a manner. "Something happened to me… I… I kept thinking of what Eggman said, how we could wipe out crime if we worked together. Looking at this defiler of women beneath the soles of my shoes, I wondered if he was right, if some people don't deserve to be alive because they're so tainted."
Turning his head away from the pink hedgehog, he didn't want her to see his unstable facial features. "He told me about how certain people slip between the cracks of the judicial system, how the cops aren't doing their jobs right because they are ill-equipped and unprepared for reality." Holding his hand up to his mouth, he covered a cough. "I kept thinking about how I couldn't let that happen. I knew this jerk would be out of jail in no time, right back on the streets were he would be able to do the same thing to other women. In his eyes, I could see it. He was a hunter and women were his prey." hanging his head, he felt a great shame building within him, enough to make him want to stop talking. It was unusual for him to speak of his failures. Tails was the only person he ever really confided in, so it was different to be filling Amy in on all of this. Nonetheless, he had to let out what happened to him and she was the one here, willing to listen. "I started choking him."
Amy's eyes stayed glued to him as she was riveted by what she was being told. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, I got down on my knees and wrapped my hands around his throat, squeezing it so hard the guy couldn't breathe." With his teeth grit tight, he banged on his forehead, upset over his own actions. "I'm so stupid! I don't know what overcame me!"
"D-Did…" Amy stuttered. "Did you kill him?"
Shrugging, Sonic sniffled, wiping the tears coming from his eyes. "I don't know. I don't think so… I choked him for about a minute before he forced me off him." Thinking about it, his heart sank as he recalled what else he did to the degenerate. "I think I may have smashed his head against the pavement too."
"Sonic!" Amy shrieked.
Hiding his face in his hands, he was too embarrassed to look up at her. Never before had he ever purposely hurt an individual like that. All of this was entirely new to him. Pulling his legs up to his chin, he hugged them for consolidation. "I'm sorry! It was wrong of me, I know! I don't know what came over me!" Recalling everything that happened, he suddenly remembered the police showing up as he ran away, responding to the gunshots. "I saw cops going into the alley after I left. If he was still alive, they would have called for an ambulance."
"So you didn't kill him?" Amy enquired with furrowed brows.
Sonic shrugged prior to shaking his head. "I don't think so. No. He wasn't dead whenever I hightailed it out of there, just complaining that he wasn't able to breathe… That's to be expected since he was choked out and kicked in the nuts."
"My god, you kicked him in the nuts?" Amy's pupils were the size of dinner plates as her head dropped in awe.
Drawing back his lips, he clenched his eyes closed in frustration over what he was saying. Just as he feared, he worried that he was making the kind-hearted hedgehog girl afraid of him. He didn't want her to think of him as a killer. "I'm sorry, Amy. I'm sorry! I don't know what happened to me!" Tears fell from his tear ducts as he sucked in air. "I've become a monster!"
Grabbing him and pulling him closely, Amy hugged him. She could feel his heartbeat pounding through his chest as she pressed herself against him. "Don't you dare ever say that again. You're not a monster, you'll never be a monster. Do you understand me?"
Gazing into one another's eyes, time momentarily slowed down for them. The two felt a connection that transcended their current emotions. Amy, of course, had no problem in accepting that unprecedented bond; after all, she was his biggest fan, his stalker and often already considered herself to be the blue blurs girlfriend. Sonic, on the other hand, was almost freaked out by it, hesitant to acknowledge the rapidly growing chemistry between the two; much less the unforeseen ardor from her breasts being pressed against his chest.
"What would you call it then?" The heroic hedgehog wanted to know as he anxiously hugged her back with the most pitiful of pats.
Amy rubbed her face against his to comfort him as she said "Stress. You've been under a great deal of pressure by both Eggman and the citizens of Station Square."
Sonic remained seated, inexplicably enjoying the face rub. "Amy…"
Not hearing his call of her name, the pink hedgehog kept nuzzling her cheek against his, seemingly enchanted by him. All she wanted to do was love on him, to share her gratitude for all he had done. To her, he needn't worry about being a monster. He would forever be a hero, that same hero she became obsessed with when she was younger. Rosy the Rascal and Sonic the Hedgehog. It had been a long time since those days. After all, neither of them were adolescents anymore, not even pre-teens. As the teenagers they now were, they had matured to where they knew the difference in each other's gender.
Just as Amy knew that Sonic was becoming a man, with his arousing musk and indomitable strength, Sonic himself knew that Amy was becoming a woman with her curvy figure, attractive smell and angelic beauty.
"Amy…" He whispered timidly, not sure of how to respond to what was happening to him.
Drawing her nose up her neck, she breathed in his scent. Hearing that waver in his voice, she wondered what he wanted. Biting her lower lip, she anticipated it to be romantic. "Yeah?"
Without any indication, he stood up, breaking free of the physical contact while making her look up at him. "I… I need a shower. Do you mind if I use yours?"
Heart throbbing from the lovey dovey feelings she enacted upon her idol, the pink hedgehog stood up off the couch with a cherry red face. "Oh! Uhh, sure. I don't mind at all. I know you probably want to get clean after being in a coma for like a week." At first, she held her hands to her chest, feeling her own heightened pulse. Following that, she slapped her hands to her cheeks, apprehensive of her etiquette. Part of her knew that she should be giving him her undivided succor; in spite of that, her enthusiasm for his endearment dominated her gestures. Imagining him in her shower, completely nude, nearly made her faint from the intense desire to see him stark. "C-Come on, I'll show you to the bathroom."
Titillated as she was, she led her hero through her apartment, passed the living room to a small hallway which led to a utility closet on the left, her bedroom straightforward as well as the bathroom on the right. Going into the bathroom, she flipped on the light. "Here's the bathroom. It's not that big."
Scanning the room, Sonic didn't see anything it was lacking in spite of being small. There was a toilet, a sink with a cabinet to store stuff under as well as a shower/tub combo. "Seems plenty big to me." Ambling over to the shower, he pulled open the curtain. "Your shower is bigger than mine. You can practically fit two people in here."
Amy smiled in embarrassment as her cheeks stayed red. "What are you trying to say?"
Turning on the water, Sonic sat down on the edge of the tub so he could remove his socks and shoes. "I think my shower was built for a smaller anthro. Yours… it's like a shower built for a human. It's huge."
"Oh yeah?" Amy scratched the back of her head as her heart pounded out of her chest. "I haven't noticed." Distracting herself, she gathered what he needed for his shower. "Umm… Let me get you a towel." Leaving the door open, going across from the bathroom to the closet, she removed a fresh towel, smelling it to make sure it had a pleasant scent. "This one should do-..." She said as she came back into the bathroom. Stopping in mid-sentence, she found herself utterly awestruck to see Sonic's full physique as he prepared to get into the shower. For the first time, she bore witness to more of his body than she ever anticipated. 'Whoa…' Watching him lean over to feel the temperature of the water, she admired his flexing muscles. His traps and delts made saliva pool and drip from the corners of her mouth. Eyes wide in lust, her vision drew down to his legs. Like a typical runner, all of his lower body, his glutes, his hamstrings and calves bulged with sheer brawn. "Here… Uhh… Here's your towel." The pink hedgehog said while drooling, placing the towel on top of the sink.
Jumping into the shower, he pulled the curtain closed, embarrassed that she saw him pre-shower. "T-Thanks!"
Standing there, Amy stayed in front of the shower with her mouth wide open and eyes intensely focused. 'I'm never going to get that out of my memory.' She mentally told herself, feeling a familiar heat building in her loins. 'Holy moly! That is some material for later…'
Popping his head out from between the shower wall and the curtain, Sonic noticed she was still there. His face flushed, eyes darting side-to-side. It was obvious what she was thinking, yet it was a bit much for him to handle at the moment. "You can go now."
"Right!" She exclaimed, darting out of the bathroom with flushed cheeks. 'Oh… My god.' Standing there for a bit, the aroused anthro listened to the sound of water splashing from Sonic's body down to the tub basin. 'He's in my bathroom, naked! Sonic the Hedgehog is butt naked in my house!' Giving a silent scream inside of her mind, she held her cheeks as she joyfully swiveled back and forth. Without meaning to, her tail wagged as swiftly as a plane's propellers. Her eyes drifted upward as she licked her lips, replaying the scene of her future husband getting into the shower; recalling how his muscles swelled, particularly his shoulder muscles jutting out.
"Amy!" Sonic called to her from within the shower.
Biting her lower lip, she peered around the corner, seeing his head poked out again. Making eye contact, both hedgehogs had blushes on their cheeks. "Yeah?" She asked, pining for him to ask her to join him. 'If he asks me to do his back…' Heart fluttering, she tried to stop her tail from wagging so fast. 'Oh my god.'
"Which shampoo do I use?" His query shattered her lewd cravings. "There's eight bottles in here."
Turning around, she said "Lotus!" in advance of slamming the door to the bathroom, so embarrassed that she couldn't take anymore unintentional teasing. 'If he does that again…' She smiled nervously. 'I'm going to have to change my panties.' On cue, her tail wagged back and forth. Yet again, her imagination drifted to what she'd do if he invited her into the shower with him. In spite of her youthful age, she was well informed on the aspect of love. Hundreds of romance novels had long since made her aware of the things she could do and definitely would do when the day comes that they are a real couple.
Gasping, she realized that she'd forgotten her frappuccino in the kitchen. While she'd given Sonic his, she didn't even think of her own. Rushing back into the kitchen, next to the refrigerator, she found her cup. As expected, the frappe had melted, turning into a messy chocolate drink. Taking a sip out of it, she glanced at the clock built into the stove, seeing that it was now two-twenty in the morning. Naturally being later than it was earlier, she decided that it would be best to pour out the melted frappe, washing it down the sink. "Oh well…" Smirking, she giggled. "It was totally worth witnessing what I did." Blissfully sticking her tongue out, she thought 'Yes, yes, yes! He's so hot! I can't believe I got him in my apartment. You rock, Amy!'
Doing a little victory dance, afterward she started heading back to her bedroom, intending to sit on the bed and wait for her hero to finish bathing himself. She wondered if she could convince him to sleep in her bed for tonight; she also wondered if he would let her sleep next to him. Making up an excuse, she figured she could tell him she just wanted to watch over him. The thought though, thinking of him next to her as they slept, it made her insides tingle. "This could really happen." She said aloud to herself with a wavering voice as she fluffed the pillows on the bed. Sitting down, she started thinking about his body again, intent on imagining it for the rest of the night, if not the rest of her life.
A sudden bang, a rumbling on the floor, took her mind out of passionate fervour. It sounded as if it came from her bathroom. Being that loud, it made her consider only one thing. Although she didn't want to think he'd fall, considering how messed up he was, she had concerns. Dashing out of her room, she came face-to-face with the bathroom door, gently knocking on it. "Sonic? Was that you?" Waiting thirty seconds, she knocked on the door louder. "Sonic? Are you okay?" Same as previously, she received no response. This time, she got increasingly worried for his well-being. "Sonic! Ughh… You better answer me or else I'm coming in there." That time, she raised her voice louder than she wanted to at nearly two thirty in the morning. Still not hearing anything other than the shower running, she feared for the worse. 'Oh no.'
Opening the door to the bathroom, she had to catch her breath from heaving it all out after seeing the blue blur unconscious. Based on evidence, it looked as if he had fallen into the bathtub basin, curtain pulled down and twisted around him as his arm hung out of the tub. "SONIC!" She hollered, no longer caring about how loud she was or which neighbors she awoke. Zooming over to him, she immediately turned the water off, stopping it from waterfalling onto his face. "SONIC, WAKE UP!" Repeatedly shoving his arm, she tried to awaken him from his dark oblivion. Looking into the tub, she didn't see any blood, meaning he hadn't hit his head. It was simply as if he'd collapsed into unconsciousness.
'I think I need to call 911!' She mentally panicked, her heart now pounding for a completely different reason.
"Ungghh…" Sonic suddenly moaned, moving his head slightly.
Seeing him move was enough to convince her that he wasn't dead. "Sonic! What happened?!" Kneeling by the tub, she grasped his shoulder, jostling him back to reality. Peeling the wet shower curtain off of his body, even in the face of his blackout, a part of her from deep inside stirred upon seeing him completely nude, predominantly the area beneath his waist. 'Shit! I saw IT! Shit! Shit!' She cursed in her head, grabbing the towel off the sink so she could fling it across his waist. Her cheeks felt like lava, yet she was too worried about his health to fully comprehend what she had successfully managed to witness. "Wake up, Sonic! SONIC!"
Gradually opening his eyes, he looked around the room, likely wondering where he was and what had happened. "Amy?" His voice wavered.
"Thank god!" The pink hedgehog suspired.
"What happened?" He asked, unable to shake free from the discombobulation.
Cupping her hand to his cheek, she lifted his head so he could better look at her. By now, her flushed cheeks had diminished, making way for the concern she held for her special blue superstar. "I don't know. I think you fell while taking a shower."
Leaning up with a cough, he winced, holding the back of his head. "Oww… I need a pill."
"Ibuprofen? Hold still, I'll get you some." She replied.
Shaking his head, Sonic grabbed Amy's arm, stopping her from leaving. "No… It's in my bag by the door. I have some pain medicine."
Once he let go of her arm, the pink hedgehog hurried out of the bathroom, heading straight for the front door where she saw him put his gobag down by the coat closet. 'What's wrong with him?' She mentally asked herself, trying to think of a reason he'd be so unsteady on his feet. 'This is Sonic we're talking about, the fastest thing alive. I've never seen him so weak.'
Metaphorically worrying her head off, picking up the bag, she took a brief second to look at it. 'What's up with the bindle?' Untying the cloth attached to a stick, she saw it really was nothing more than a bag of his belongings; containing deodorant, face wipes, a piece of paper as well as a couple articles of clothing. 'Okay, where's the medicine bottle?' Rummaging through her hero's belongings, she pushed the face wipes aside, noticing a peculiar brown vial resembling the typical pharmaceutical bottle. 'This?' Examining it, as soon as she saw the Eggman Empire logo, her heart fell to her knees. 'No…' Dumbstricken, she scrutinized every detail, seeing that it proclaimed itself to be veterinary hydrocodone, 2.5 milligrams. It was prescribed for twice a day. The prescriber, none other than Dr. Ivo Robotnik. 'Why does he have this!?' She started to freak out introspectively. 'He's taking medicine given to him by his arch-nemesis? Has he lost his mind?'
Stomping back toward the bathroom, upon arriving, she saw he had gotten out of the tub and was sitting on the edge, thankfully with the towel around his waist. "What is this?" She demanded an answer.
Looking up, once he saw the bottle, he held out his hand. "That's them. Thanks."
"No way!" She bellowed, holding the bottle up above her and his head. "I'm not giving these to you! They're from Eggman! No wonder you're acting strangely! He probably laced them with poison!"
Sonic's eyes fluttered as he wobbled side-to-side. "It's just pain medicine he took out of his own stash."
"He probably just told you that, Sonic!" Amy expressed her frustration in regard to the matter.
"I thought that too…" The blue hedgehog explained, hoping to calm her down so she would stop with the loud screaming. "He took one in front of me though, pulled it straight out of the bottle. If it was toxic, he would have spiked himself too. We all know egghead wouldn't risk hurting himself. That means, it has to be regular medication."
"But…." Amy tried to interject, still not believing that these were really nothing more than pain pills.
Sonic stood up, still holding out his hand. "Please… I'm in so much pain."
"Why would he give you medicine?" Despite hearing the explanation, she wasn't able to prevent her mind from wondering exactly what ulterior motives the fat human had.
Sonic held his hands up in a gallic shrug. "I don't know. I gave up trying to figure out what Eggman's twisted intentions are." Following that, he slowly grabbed for the pill bottle, only to have it be held away from him by the pink hedgehog.
"What if these are the cause of you feeling the way you do?" Amy asked, bringing up a potential solution to his advanced state of fatigue after being in a coma for a week straight. Holding them away from Sonic, she said "I think you need to go to the hospital. It'll be best if you see an actual doctor."
Shaking his head, Sonic stepped forward, getting closer to her as the towel around his waist fell to his feet. "If I'm not better by tomorrow, I promise you I will."
Shock bled away to astonishment as she yet again saw his amazingly naked body, finding herself unable to tear her gaze away from that particular area composing his crotch. Overwhelmed with a more primal animalistic urge, her legs trembled as she stared at his exposed manhood. Subconsciously holding her own groin from the heat building within her, she tried her best to distract herself from staring right at it. Nonetheless, the scene proved to be too hard to avert her gaze from following the chance to see something she'd only imagined on so many lonely nights. "Haaa!" She concluded with a shriek of embarrassment prior to silently talking to herself. 'Son of a-!... He's… way bigger than I expected he'd be down there!' Summoning the courage needed to speak her mind, she said "Y-You promise?"
Taking the bottle out of her wobbling hand, he removed a pill, holding it in his hand. For the time up until she was withholding his medication, he didn't so much as acknowledge the fact that he was standing there drenched, facing her with his privates freely exposed to her view; it didn't occur to him at all what he was doing, all he wanted was to relieve the agony throbbing in his head, including the searing pain in his side. Not one bit was he apprehensive in flashing her, that is, until he got ahold of the pill. After getting what he wanted, it finally dawned on him that he had it all hanging out for her to ogle. Grabbing the towel from off the floor, he instantly wrapped it around his hips, covering his shame. "I… I promise."
Amy's pupils felt like they were rotating whirlpools of dizziness. The intense stimulation to her libido gave her trouble attempting to think about anything other than sensual daydreams of desire toward Sonic's athletic body. Imagining his wet form pressed against hers, it was enough to make her fall over backward. Not even realizing it, drool began to pool in the corners of her mouth as she unknowingly slid her tongue across her lips. Labored breathing accompanied her heightened pulse. Retracting her tongue, she held her bottom lip with her top teeth, still staring at the blue hedgehog's torso. Drawing her vision from his chest, she took note of the fact that he didn't have much chest hair yet. However, she couldn't deny the attraction in regard to the thin happy trail of wispy hair pointing down to his groin.
The only thing that was able to break her out of her lust filled trance was Sonic trying to walk out of the bathroom, only to nearly slip. Grabbing him from underneath his arms, she lifted him back to his feet, standing with him in front of the sink and mirror. "Whoa!"
"I'm okay…" He tried to reduce her concern. "I just need to get a glass of water so I can swallow this. Where do you keep your cups?"
Amy let go of her hero, not paying attention to the fact that she actually did get to touch his wet fur. "No way, mister. You're not going anywhere like this other than to my bed."
"What?" Sonic disliked the idea of crawling inside of a girl's personal bed, especially Amy's. For a split second, he imagined the bedroom being where all the obsessive stalker memorabilia is. He could see it in his head, a bed full of Sonic Dolls or newspaper clippings from his past triumphs pasted to the wall. "No way, I'll sleep on the couch."
"No…" Amy made sure he understood how stern she was going to be on this matter. "You'll sleep in my bed so I can make sure you're okay. For goodness sakes, you just lost consciousness in the shower!" Turning on the faucet at the sink, she continued. "Now take that pill before I chuck it in the garbage for having the Eggman Empire insignia. I don't let that man's stuff into my house."
Not really having the energy to argue, he did as he was told and cupped his hand underneath the faucet, collecting a palmful of water. After filling his mouth with water, he threw his head back and consumed the pill, hoping it would kick in soon to alleviate the pain. By the time he finished taking the medication, he glanced up to see Amy's reflection in the mirror as she went across from the bathroom the retrieve another towel out of the closet. Upon returning, she unwrapped and plopped the spare towel on top of his sopping wet quills. "Thank you…" He managed to utter while staring at himself in the mirror, watching his own tired eyes.
Going so far as to dry his quills for him, Amy said. "You're welcome. After all, you can't walk around here naked."
Coughing, he also chuckled. "Like you'd care. You'd probably love it."
Pouting with a red-face, she ignored the comment and focused on drying his quills for him, making sure to absorb all the water. Once she dried his shoulders, she couldn't believe her luck whenever he lifted his arms. 'Wait… Does he want me to dry his whole body for him?' Toweling off his toned arms as well as his back spikes, she kept going as if she'd just given him a sponge bath. 'I'll do it!'
"Amy…" He suddenly stammered. "I think I'm about to pass out again." Turns out, he had been holding out his arms to catch himself in case he fell.
"You are?!" Eyes widened, she grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him close, tugging him out of the bathroom with the intention of escorting him to her room. Bursting through the threshold of the doorway, she dragged him over to her comfy queen size bed with off-white sheets. Right as he collapsed, leaning against her with all his lanky weight, they made it to the bed. The pink hedgehog sat her idol down on the edge in advance of cupping her hands around his cheeks. "There, how do you feel?" She asked, praying he'd recovered.
Sonic's eyes flickered as a scary smile formed upon his lips. "I feel…" He bore his fangs as the grin became malefic. "I feel so angry at reality."
"Sonic…" She tried to calm him even though his facial expression startled her to the core.
"I shouldn't be here." He reiterated. "This, me being here, it's only because of those naive humans. They're all riffraff. I should be at home in my own bed, not begging you for a place to sleep!"
Amy blinked in confusion at his sudden change in attitude. She wasn't sure what happened. It seemed as if, all of the sudden, he became a completely different person, like a switch flipped. "You can't think of it that way." She tried to reason with him. "Surely there have still been some people who support you, no matter how rough the general populace gets. I know that I'm one, but there had to be humans who were nice to you as well."
The blue blurs pernicious grin slowly went away as his ears flattened back. Exactly as the sweet and caring Amy aforementioned, there were indeed humans who were on his side throughout the whole ordeal, not listening to or falling in with the besmirchment of the typical rabble. The porter at the Station Square Hotel, the kid Timmy and his mother, the hotdog salesman, that guy who apologized to him; all of those were humans who saw through the horrendous accusations, knowing that he was a hero, while also still being a normal person who isn't perfect. "My head hurts." He whimpered sadly.
"My poor Sonikku." Amy babied her hero lovingly with her favourite nickname for him. Pulling the fluffy duvet to the side, she grabbed his legs, softly lifting them up onto her bed. "Why don't you lay your head back and get some rest? You deserve it."
"I don't want to sleep; all I've done is sleep!" Sonic tried to resist before practically sneezing in her face, not that he meant to.
Following an automatic face of disgust from his sneeze, she quickly wiped her face in advance of taking off her glove. Without her glove on, she laid the back of her hand against Sonic's forehead, feeling for his temperature. Right when she made contact, she felt the heat radiating from him. "Geez, you're burning up! You must have a fever." Easily pushing him back against the comfortable bed, she made sure that his head was propped up by the softest pillows she owned. "You don't have to sleep, but I demand you lay here and rest until you feel better."
A tear rolled down the blue hedgehog's cheek as he mumbled about Amy not being in a position to demand anything. Amy, on the other hand, rolled her eyes since he wasn't about to get up and go anywhere in his current condition. For the most part, it was the same Sonic. Yet, his jumpy behaviour as well as his swiftness to reject humanity was baffling to her. She wasn't able to comprehend why he'd rant about hating humans when it has been their job to protect humans since they were pre-teens. "Shhhh…" The pink hedgehog shushed his defiance despite him already being asleep. Rubbing his arm, she continued "I swear I'll watch over you for the rest of tonight and as long as you want. It's just you and I. Nobody will bother you here."
Covering his body with the duvet, she walked over to the lightswitch on the wall in order to turn it off. Before she clicked the light off, she looked back at Sonic, seeing his peaceful sleeping face. After flipping the switch, just enough light was coming in her windows from the street that she was able to safely navigate out of the room. She didn't plan to stay gone for very long, just long enough to get her apartment straightened up. Stopping in front of her bedroom door, knowing that she was out of sight if he did potentially awaken, she had to take a moment to collect herself. Taking a deep breath, she thought 'This night… Wow.' Placing her hand to her chest, she felt that her heart had never slowed down, still thumping away extra hard from the sight of her nude saviour in her very own shower, where she got naked every morning. 'I can't believe I saw his di-...' Clenching her eyes closed, her tail accidentally whapped against the doorframe as she blushed in embarrassment. "Nnn!"
Shaking her head she snapped back to reality, opening her eyes to go rinse stuff off in the sink, making sure nothing was left out in the kitchen. Afterward, she gathered up Sonic's gobag, planning to bring it into the bedroom where it would be easier for him to access it. Passing by the bathroom, she went inside really quickly so she could gather his gloves and shoes as well. On the way out, she noticed the pill bottle sitting on the sink counter. She narrowed her eyes and wanted to throw them away; merely seeing that Eggman Empire logo in her household infuriated her. Grumbling, she chose to walk away, not wanting to upset Sonic if they were indeed nothing but pain medicine.
Returning to the bedroom, seeing that Sonic was still soundly asleep, she smiled, putting all of his stuff on the floor next to him so he would see it when he woke up. Going up to him, she found herself watching him snooze. Not that she ever doubted it, but she thought he was incredibly cute the way he slept. Without that usual cocky heroic grin, he just looked like an innocent hedgehog teen in the prime of his life. On instinct, she reached up and laid her hand on his chest, feeling his pulse beat in a normal rhythm. It made her smile wider to know that he was okay. Whatever happened in the bathroom, she was going to make sure he went to see a doctor tomorrow since he promised he'd get help if the medicine didn't work. Considering he basically passed out again, she didn't feel as if it worked very well.
"A… Amy…" Sonic uttered her name with his eyes still closed, yet moving around beneath his eyelids.
"I'm here." She replied, jerking her hand away from her chest, not realizing that he was asleep. "I'm just getting ready for bed."
Coughing, he said her name again. "Amy…"
Amy stared at his sleeping form with a furrowed brow, wondering why he was calling out her name. Navigating through the darkness, she made it to the otherside of the bed prior to removing her bathrobe, tossing it against the nightstand. She chose to ignore his calls for the time being, pulling back the covers to make room for herself. Climbing into bed, she felt a funny feeling inside her, contemplating the fact that she was about to lie down next to her biggest crush on the face of the planet. Sure, he wasn't in his right mind, she knew that. On the other hand, it didn't matter as he was the one who sought her out. That accounted for something to her. There had to be a reason he came to her instead of anybody else, no matter him saying that he couldn't get in touch with anybody else. Because of that, she wound up convincing herself that he wouldn't have a problem with her sleeping next to him.
"Amy…" He muttered under his breath again.
"What?" She asked, finally wondering why he was calling out her name.
"Amy…" He said yet again.
Crawling into bed, she walked across the mattress on her hands and knees until she was kneeling beside the heroic hedgehog. The repetition of her name being called peaked her interest. She wanted to know what was going on inside of Sonic's head. 'Is he dreaming about me?' She questioned herself. 'Why is he calling out for me?' Gazing over his sleeping form, she examined him, seeing if he was okay. "Sonic?" She called out for him, making sure that he was totally asleep. "Are you awake?"
"Thank you…" He uttered as his eyelids lifted a mere inch, barely enough for her to see the whites of his eyes. Although he said something else, it was so quiet that Amy wasn't able to hear it.
"Huh?" She squinted while her face wrinkled in bewilderment.
Sonic's eyes abruptly opened halfway. The two hedgehogs stared at one another before he grabbed the back of her neck and gently pulled her down toward him. Before Amy could figure out what was happening, he was in the process of pressing his lips to hers, gobsmacking her beyond all possible words. Since she had first seen him on a news broadcast, she had grown to be obsessed with him, always wanting to be his girlfriend. She had spent years running after him, trying so desperately to get his attention, only for him to share his love with her during a stunned moment of sheer addled wozzieness.
If it had been anybody else, she would have pushed them away quicker than they could have shaken their finger at. Taking into consideration the fact that Sonic was so out of it, she didn't fully consider what he was doing to be a conscious action. Nonetheless, feeling his lips pressed against hers, it brought her straight to cloud nine. Like a dream come true, she relented to the situation, going along with it for the period he allotted.
'Oh my-…' She declared as her eyes locked onto Sonic's hazy gaze. 'He's kissing me!'
Her quills fell onto the blue blur's face. She felt his warmth as it spread through the kiss, into her petite body. Unable to help herself she wrapped her arms around his body as she lowered her torso onto his, her boobs barely clad with a tiny nightgown. Part of her knew that he wasn't in the right frame of mind, that he wouldn't ever normally do this, but she couldn't help it now. Slowly closing her eyes, she leaned further into the smooch, allowing herself to give in and fully enjoy it regardless of if he was aware of what he was doing or not. To her, the connection of their lips had been a longtime coming. Blushing madly with a shiver running up and down her spine, Amy stopped breathing, focusing on how it felt to kiss the valiant Sonic the Hedgehog, to smell his warmth, his natural musk as they bussed.
His nose tapped hers as he gently pulled away, breaking the kiss. Despite being a rather unattractive motion, Amy gasped, taking in the air she didn't while her lips were totally preoccupied. Opening her eyes, with her chest still pressed against his, she could feel their hearts beating together. Sonic's heart wasn't beating much more than regularly, on the other hand, hers pounded like a jackhammer. "S-Sonic…" She murmured as he sensually traced his index finger along her lips. "What are you doing to me?" She meekly probed with tomato coloured cheeks.
Without saying a word, with the light in his eyes still dim, he kissed her another time. Same as before, she relented, not about to fight off a kiss from her idol. Both of their eyes closed as their lips smacked against one anothers in juvenile fervour. Amy tightened her embrace as Sonic ran his hands down her back toward her backside. Instinctively, he grabbed her buttocks, giving them a gentle squeeze. Goosed for the first time in her life, she found it embarrassing that she actually liked the feeling of his hands there. Breaking away from the kiss, with her forehead touching his, she moaned from the sudden indulgence.
"Sonic…" She whimpered as he drew his tongue up her neck. The intense sensation made her wiggle her lower body, her crotch rubbing against his.
Sonic groaned from the massage to his groin, his manhood beginning to respond to the stimulation. "Amy… My one and only…" He whispered prior to nibbling on the tip of her ear.
Amy moaned as her eyes nearly rolled back in her head. She was still in disbelief that this was happening to her. However, she fell off her heavenly cloud the second she felt something hard poking into her rear, straining the fabric of her underwear. It didn't register immediately, especially in the midst of her passionate haze. When it did finally dawn on her, her tail stiffened as her ears twitched. Her constant soughing was soon drowned out by another smooch. She kissed him back while nervously tapping her fingers against his chest. Feeling him humping her was almost too overstimulating though. Having his hardened member press further and further into her, her fists gripped his chest fur as her ears fell. She couldn't deny that she wanted this. The pink stalker wanted this to happen and had for years. Were it not for the fact that he wasn't in a cohesive state of mind, she would have let it happen too.
"W-Wait…" She moaned. Her body jumping when his parts started to push into hers. "F-Fu…" The hearts in her eyes thumping as hard as their crotches were. "It's gonna…"
"I love you, Amy…" He whispered into her jittery ear in advance of licking her neck.
Unable to take anymore, she tore away from his grip and rolled off of him, kneeling beside him on the bed with one hand on her crotch and the other gripping her chest tightly. Sonic's arms fell to his side as she focused on herself. Her pulse was so fast she felt woozy. It wasn't that she didn't like what he was doing; on the contrary, she loved it a little too much. The stiffness of her nipples or the moist spot on her panties were obvious evidence of that. Looking back at the massive bulge beneath the covers where Sonic laid, she blushed, remembering how it felt rubbing against her, wondering how it would have felt going inside of her. The only thing that stopped her was her concern for him and shock that he said three words she never thought he'd say to her.
Gulping hard, she wiped her face, waited for her heartbeat to slow and then asked "D-Do you mean it?"
After not hearing anything, she looked up only to see her freshly frisky hero had lost consciousness again, right in the middle of the most exciting point of her life. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled in relief. What had just occurred was going to take a while to sink in, so it was more or less a blessing in disguise that they stopped when they did. Truly, she didn't want to do anything he'd regret once he awoke. Half-crazed post midnight sex probably wouldn't sit well with him and she knew it. For his sake as well as her sanity, if they ever got this far again in the future, she wanted it to be special and full of love instead of a confusing medicated lay.
'Why did he say he loved me?' She asked herself as she put her index finger to her lip in thought, tail bouncing from her lower body still being revved up. 'Was that really him saying that, or just a delusion?' Whimpering in a strange mix of horniness as well as sadness, she hoped he really felt that way and still would after awakening later on. "I love you too, Sonic." She declared before kissing him on the lips one last time. Sighing, she got under the covers to lay down next to him.
Snuggling up to him, she wrapped her arms around his, listening as he quietly snored. The pink hedgehog's heart didn't have any intention of slowing down. Receiving a kiss from Sonic, having him grind against her with only panties and a sheet separating their skin from pure contact; there was no way she was going to be able to go to sleep anytime soon. To be fair, if she had to lay here all night watching him snooze, she would be fine with that. Despite thinking that way, the heat between her legs was the only thing stopping her from actually doing it relaxingly. Flooding back into her head, she couldn't stop her mind from imagining him humping her again. 'With that big-…' Pressing her nose into his fur, she breathed in his scent, letting it tingle her numb mind. 'Oh sonic…' Her pupils wobbled and face flushed as she reached between her legs, slipping her hand into her panties so she could touch herself. 'You better not be teasing me.'