DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sonic the Hedgehog or any of the other characters in any of its (his?) various medias. Y'know? The comic, the three cartoons, the video games--not mine. Cheese Wizardmon just wants me to torture them. Please don't sue.
Authoress's Note: Not much to say...just read...
Sonic woke up a bit earlier than usual and spent the minutes staring at the ceiling.
Thoughts floated around in his head; mostly unbidden. He wanted to go back to sleep but he simply could not.
He missed Sally. He thought of Amy.
Amy again. It was bad enough that she never left him alone in the real world, did she really have to contaminate his mental world as well?
Why was he thinking of her so much?
There was a tap at the door.
"Yeah?"
"Tails want to know what you would like for breakfast." It was E-102.
"Food!"
"All right." E-102 had yet to learn the intricacies of the subtle art of sarcasm.
Sonic ignored it for the moment; at least Tails would know that he didn't really care what they ate.
He lay buried in his thoughts until he smelled pancakes and eggs. He got up, entered the kitchen, and plunked down at a chair.
"Morning, Sonic."
"Morning." Sonic's voice couldn't have matched his skin any better.
"Whatsa matter?"
"Still thinking about Sal."
Tails nodded, setting a plateful of pancakes on the table and seating himself. "It'll be better sometime."
Sonic nodded and helped himself to breakfast, but wasn't convinced.
~*~
Tails and E-102 left the apartment later, something about groceries, but Sonic didn't feel like going anywhere.
He sat and watched the window again. When he wasn't speeding through it at Mach II, the traffic was actually quite interesting.
Amy emerged from her building, quite cheerfully walking along the street, greeting friends and acquaintances.
Sonic shook his head. He envied her on one point--when he rejected her, she was able to bounce back and enjoy life, it didn't put her in the depths of despair. When he got rejected, it almost killed him.
Maybe she knew something he didn't.
He couldn't help but watch her move along down the street, her hair getting caught in the breeze; her red dress drawing attention to her attractive figure; her smile lighting up the neighborhood--
What the hell was he thinking?!
He jerked back from the window, shocked at his own thoughts.
He glanced back out, but she had disappeared around the corner and he was more than a little surprised to find that he was slightly disappointed.
Maybe Tails had been right. Maybe he simply didn't want to get to know her.
Where were these thoughts coming from?
I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane
with a rabid wolverine in my underwear
when suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat
popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes
I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?
Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?
Could it be Bill or Jim or Ed or Bernie or Steve?"
It was like out of nowhere his thought processes had completely reversed for no apparent reason. Everything felt weird.
Okay...okay. He had to ground himself, figure out what was going on.
*If* this new thought about Amy was right--*if* he didn't hate her after all--how *did* he feel, and how did he want to handle it?
He...felt...scared, yes, that things could change, but things had changed so much already that it couldn't get much worse.
I probably would have kept on guessing but about
that time we crashed into the truck
And as I'm laying bleeding there on the asphalt
finally I recognize the face of my hibachi dealer
who takes off his prosthetic lips and tells me
He felt...attracted, to her? Maybe? He was, at least, willing to admit that she was pretty after all.
What else about her could be counted as a good quality?
Pretty, yes. Persistent, yes. Sweet, kind, loving, nice in general...yes. The thoughts came almost without his realizing it.
So, how did he want to handle it?
Well...maybe he could talk to her. Be nicer--be nice, period. Start hanging out with her. Take her to lunch or to see a movie.
Where did *that* come from? That was--a date.
Sonic the Hedgehog was thinking about taking Amy Rose out on a date!
It was all too weird. Sonic shook his head and went back into his room and put on the stereo again, careful not to crank it too loud like last time. He was just going to kill the time until Tails and E got back. He had to talk about this with someone.
~*~
"We're home!" Tails yelled, slamming the door.
Sonic woke up from his catnap with a start. He didn't recall dozing off. He shut off the stereo and joined his friends. They were unloading and putting away the groceries, and he automatically began to help.
"Anything happen while we were out?" Tails asked.
"Yeah, actually," Sonic began, hesitantly.
"What was it?" E-102 asked.
"Well, I was watching the traffic again, like yesterday," said Sonic, "and I saw Amy out there."
"Yeah, so?" Tails asked.
"So--I don't know, it's all weird, I don't get it--maybe I don't hate her."
E-102 blinked, or at least flashed off the lights in his simulated eyes. "That is good. What is it that you do not understand?"
"I'm supposed to hate her!"
Tails sighed. "No, you're not. She's not that bad. Is that all that happened?"
"Well...no...I watched her walk down the street, and I kinda wasn't thinking, and all of a sudden it popped into my head that she's...pretty."
Tails raised an eyebrow. "That's not a surprise, she's always been pretty, I knew it'd dawn on you sooner or later."
Sonic shook his head. "I think maybe she's even...attractive."
"Pretty and attractive are generally regarded as synonymous," E-102 pointed out.
"No! I mean, I think she's attractive in the sense that *I*...am attracted...to...*her*."
"You do think it or you might think it?" Tails asked.
Sonic was caught off guard. "I just said that I *did* think it, didn't I?"
"I think you like her," Tails said.
Sonic looked pleadingly at E-102, who said, "I know nothing of romantic relationships, but I do see that you have new emotions for Amy Rose."
Sonic leaned against the counter. No way. Not in a million years could he like her. Not after all the effort he'd put into avoiding her.
"Admit it, Sonic, you at least want to get to know her, don't'cha?" Tails teased.
Sonic nodded. "I thought that already."
"And you want to spend time with her?" Tails persisted.
Sonic nodded again.
"That makes it a crush," Tails declared. "Maybe more than a crush."
Sonic shook his head. "I need to think..." he said, staggering off back to his room.
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so important
doesn't matter
Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
Nothing seemed right now. Things were all in place but they didn't make sense. Two and two were five.
Well...if *everything* had changed...did that mean it was possible that he was actually over Sally, and ready for another relationship...with Amy Rose?
To his surprise he wasn't repulsed by the idea.
In fact, he felt himself smiling.
I was walkin' to the kitchen for some Golden Grahams
when I accidentally stepped into an alternate dimension
This was entirely new territory. There were so many new thoughts and ideas and emotions it was hard to tell *what* was going on in his head.
and soon I was abducted by some aliens from space
who kinda looked like Jamie Farr
One new idea finally solidified and took over in his head--if he was smiling, didn't *that* mean that...he liked her?
They sucked out my internal organs
and they took some Polaroids and said I was a darn good sport
and as a way of saying thank you
they offered to transport me back to any point
in history that I would care to go
But then, where did that leave Sally? An empty feeling kind of took over until he remembered just exactly what had started this whole mess--Sally telling him that she wanted to be left alone to be happy with Antoine, to just be friends.
He could do that now. He could do that without thinking twice, if his affections were wrapped up in someone else.
Sonic went back out to the living room. "Hey, guys, if I was to start talking to Amy, what would you think I should say?"
And so I had them send me back to last Thursday night
so I could pay my phone bill on time
Tails blinked. "How about starting with, 'I've had a change of heart'?" he asked.
Sonic looked at E-102, who simply said, "Affirmative."
Sonic nodded.
Just then the floating disembodied head of
Colonel Sanders started yelling
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so important
doesn't matter
Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
This wasn't right; it didn't make sense, but it wasn't a bad thing.
He liked Amy Rose.
It had clicked, and now Sonic was only left with the simple problem of what to do about it.
I was just about to mail a letter to my evil twin
when I got a nasty papercut
and, well, to make a long story short
it got infected and I died
so now I'm up in heaven with
St. Peter by the pearly gates
Sonic went back into his room and kicked back on his bed. This was kind of a nice feeling. He liked Amy Rose. It didn't hurt to think of Sally; they could probably be friends; and he liked Amy Rose.
Visions of dates with Amy began to dance thought his head and a somewhat dreamy smile crept over his face.
and it's obvious he doesn't like the Nehru
jacket that I'm wearing
He tells me that they've got a dress code
Well, he lets me into heaven anyway
but I get the room next to the noisy ice machine
for all eternity
and every day he runs by screaming
At least, until he thought about the fact that he was, sooner or later, going to have to *tell* Amy Rose that he liked her. That was probably not going to be pleasant. He'd make his declaration; she'd get excited, and squeal, and ask if it was really true, and he'd affirm it, and she'd get even more excited and hug him around his neck--okay, that didn't seem too bad...
Now he just had to get up the guts to do it.
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you used to think was so important
Doesn't really matter anymore because the simple
fact remains that
Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
Everything you know is wrong
~*~
Sonic didn't let too much time slip by. That was just how he functioned--straight to the point.
The next day, he went out into town without Tails or E-102. He found a florist and made the rather embarrassing purchase of several dark pink daisies. It might not have been *so* bad except the girl behind the counter recognized him and made a small fuss--he'd had to sign several autographs before he could slip away.
He then headed back home, put the flowers in the refrigerator to keep them fresh, and watched the window. He'd seen Amy leave her apartment several hours earlier, so now his only option was to play the waiting game.
It was only half an hour, but it seemed like days until Amy reappeared and entered her building. Sonic raced for the fridge, grabbed the daisies, and rushed across the street.
He entered the building and glanced at the mailboxes. Name after name...finally! Amy Rose Hedgehog in apartment 24. He walked down the hall. One, two, three...ten. The next floor was eleven, twelve...he went up to the next floor and found twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four.
Here he was.
He could hear pop music coming through the door--it sounded like some big-name girl group but he couldn't put his finger on it. "Sweet, sweet, oh so sweet, so many things at once, sweet, sweet, oh so sweet, I wanna be a wonderful girl..." (A/N: Anyone recognize it? :) )
Well, at least she was there.
He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. The music softened and he heard rustling within the apartment. As an afterthought he stuck the flowers behind his back--just in time. The door opened.
"Hi, Amy," he faltered.
She blinked, more than a little surprised to see him. "Sonic? Uh...hi!" She smiled brightly. "What's up?"
He took his own turn at blinking. "Uh...well...I...I...these are for you!" He held out the daisies, grinning like an idiot.
She gasped. "For me?" She took them and held them to her nose, inhaling deeply. "Wow...they're beautiful...but why?" She cocked her head and held one eyebrow askance.
"Well...I...I, uh...I've kind of been...um, thinking...and I...well...maybe I...AmyIthinkIlikeyou!" It came out much faster than he intended it to.
"What? Say that again--slower," she asked.
He nodded. Now that he'd said it--even if she hadn't understood it--he could say it again. "Amy...I...I like you."
She dropped the daisies. "You? Like...me?" She girlishly put a hand over her heart.
He nodded. "Uh...yeah...I do..."
"You mean, like a girlfriend?"
He nodded again, feeling the blood rising to his cheeks.
She blinked. Twice.
And then she leapt forward, hugging him around the neck. "Oh, Sonic!"
His eyes widened, but he smiled. He hugged her back. "So...do you think maybe I could come in now?"
She pulled back and smiled flirtatiously as she nodded her approval. "Care to stay for dinner? I can make chili dogs..."
He picked up the daisies and walked in with her. "Uh...sure..."
She shut the door behind them.
~*~
Several hours later, Sonic returned to his own apartment, telltale redness on his cheeks.
Tails was waiting for him in the kitchen. "I kept some food warm for you," he said.
"I already ate...at Amy's..." Sonic told him, tentatively.
Tails grinned. "So...it went well?"
Sonic nodded.
"And?"
"And what?"
Tails rolled his eyes. "Spill your gut! What happened?"
"Well...I gave her some flowers."
"And?"
"And she asked what for."
"And?"
"I said I liked her."
"And?"
"And she hugged me."
"And?"
"And I invited myself in, and she offered to make dinner..."
Tails shook his head. "So, is she your girlfriend or not?"
"Yes, she's my girlfriend!" Sonic said. The blush rose to his face again. "Are you satisfied?"
"Quite," Tails informed him. "I always *told* you she wasn't so bad."
Sonic blinked. "Not that bad?! She's wonderful! I--I guess I'm proving your point, aren't I?"
Tails nodded.
A/N: Final chapter, up next!
Authoress's Note: Not much to say...just read...
Sonic woke up a bit earlier than usual and spent the minutes staring at the ceiling.
Thoughts floated around in his head; mostly unbidden. He wanted to go back to sleep but he simply could not.
He missed Sally. He thought of Amy.
Amy again. It was bad enough that she never left him alone in the real world, did she really have to contaminate his mental world as well?
Why was he thinking of her so much?
There was a tap at the door.
"Yeah?"
"Tails want to know what you would like for breakfast." It was E-102.
"Food!"
"All right." E-102 had yet to learn the intricacies of the subtle art of sarcasm.
Sonic ignored it for the moment; at least Tails would know that he didn't really care what they ate.
He lay buried in his thoughts until he smelled pancakes and eggs. He got up, entered the kitchen, and plunked down at a chair.
"Morning, Sonic."
"Morning." Sonic's voice couldn't have matched his skin any better.
"Whatsa matter?"
"Still thinking about Sal."
Tails nodded, setting a plateful of pancakes on the table and seating himself. "It'll be better sometime."
Sonic nodded and helped himself to breakfast, but wasn't convinced.
~*~
Tails and E-102 left the apartment later, something about groceries, but Sonic didn't feel like going anywhere.
He sat and watched the window again. When he wasn't speeding through it at Mach II, the traffic was actually quite interesting.
Amy emerged from her building, quite cheerfully walking along the street, greeting friends and acquaintances.
Sonic shook his head. He envied her on one point--when he rejected her, she was able to bounce back and enjoy life, it didn't put her in the depths of despair. When he got rejected, it almost killed him.
Maybe she knew something he didn't.
He couldn't help but watch her move along down the street, her hair getting caught in the breeze; her red dress drawing attention to her attractive figure; her smile lighting up the neighborhood--
What the hell was he thinking?!
He jerked back from the window, shocked at his own thoughts.
He glanced back out, but she had disappeared around the corner and he was more than a little surprised to find that he was slightly disappointed.
Maybe Tails had been right. Maybe he simply didn't want to get to know her.
Where were these thoughts coming from?
I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane
with a rabid wolverine in my underwear
when suddenly a guy behind me in the back seat
popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes
I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?
Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?
Could it be Bill or Jim or Ed or Bernie or Steve?"
It was like out of nowhere his thought processes had completely reversed for no apparent reason. Everything felt weird.
Okay...okay. He had to ground himself, figure out what was going on.
*If* this new thought about Amy was right--*if* he didn't hate her after all--how *did* he feel, and how did he want to handle it?
He...felt...scared, yes, that things could change, but things had changed so much already that it couldn't get much worse.
I probably would have kept on guessing but about
that time we crashed into the truck
And as I'm laying bleeding there on the asphalt
finally I recognize the face of my hibachi dealer
who takes off his prosthetic lips and tells me
He felt...attracted, to her? Maybe? He was, at least, willing to admit that she was pretty after all.
What else about her could be counted as a good quality?
Pretty, yes. Persistent, yes. Sweet, kind, loving, nice in general...yes. The thoughts came almost without his realizing it.
So, how did he want to handle it?
Well...maybe he could talk to her. Be nicer--be nice, period. Start hanging out with her. Take her to lunch or to see a movie.
Where did *that* come from? That was--a date.
Sonic the Hedgehog was thinking about taking Amy Rose out on a date!
It was all too weird. Sonic shook his head and went back into his room and put on the stereo again, careful not to crank it too loud like last time. He was just going to kill the time until Tails and E got back. He had to talk about this with someone.
~*~
"We're home!" Tails yelled, slamming the door.
Sonic woke up from his catnap with a start. He didn't recall dozing off. He shut off the stereo and joined his friends. They were unloading and putting away the groceries, and he automatically began to help.
"Anything happen while we were out?" Tails asked.
"Yeah, actually," Sonic began, hesitantly.
"What was it?" E-102 asked.
"Well, I was watching the traffic again, like yesterday," said Sonic, "and I saw Amy out there."
"Yeah, so?" Tails asked.
"So--I don't know, it's all weird, I don't get it--maybe I don't hate her."
E-102 blinked, or at least flashed off the lights in his simulated eyes. "That is good. What is it that you do not understand?"
"I'm supposed to hate her!"
Tails sighed. "No, you're not. She's not that bad. Is that all that happened?"
"Well...no...I watched her walk down the street, and I kinda wasn't thinking, and all of a sudden it popped into my head that she's...pretty."
Tails raised an eyebrow. "That's not a surprise, she's always been pretty, I knew it'd dawn on you sooner or later."
Sonic shook his head. "I think maybe she's even...attractive."
"Pretty and attractive are generally regarded as synonymous," E-102 pointed out.
"No! I mean, I think she's attractive in the sense that *I*...am attracted...to...*her*."
"You do think it or you might think it?" Tails asked.
Sonic was caught off guard. "I just said that I *did* think it, didn't I?"
"I think you like her," Tails said.
Sonic looked pleadingly at E-102, who said, "I know nothing of romantic relationships, but I do see that you have new emotions for Amy Rose."
Sonic leaned against the counter. No way. Not in a million years could he like her. Not after all the effort he'd put into avoiding her.
"Admit it, Sonic, you at least want to get to know her, don't'cha?" Tails teased.
Sonic nodded. "I thought that already."
"And you want to spend time with her?" Tails persisted.
Sonic nodded again.
"That makes it a crush," Tails declared. "Maybe more than a crush."
Sonic shook his head. "I need to think..." he said, staggering off back to his room.
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so important
doesn't matter
Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
Nothing seemed right now. Things were all in place but they didn't make sense. Two and two were five.
Well...if *everything* had changed...did that mean it was possible that he was actually over Sally, and ready for another relationship...with Amy Rose?
To his surprise he wasn't repulsed by the idea.
In fact, he felt himself smiling.
I was walkin' to the kitchen for some Golden Grahams
when I accidentally stepped into an alternate dimension
This was entirely new territory. There were so many new thoughts and ideas and emotions it was hard to tell *what* was going on in his head.
and soon I was abducted by some aliens from space
who kinda looked like Jamie Farr
One new idea finally solidified and took over in his head--if he was smiling, didn't *that* mean that...he liked her?
They sucked out my internal organs
and they took some Polaroids and said I was a darn good sport
and as a way of saying thank you
they offered to transport me back to any point
in history that I would care to go
But then, where did that leave Sally? An empty feeling kind of took over until he remembered just exactly what had started this whole mess--Sally telling him that she wanted to be left alone to be happy with Antoine, to just be friends.
He could do that now. He could do that without thinking twice, if his affections were wrapped up in someone else.
Sonic went back out to the living room. "Hey, guys, if I was to start talking to Amy, what would you think I should say?"
And so I had them send me back to last Thursday night
so I could pay my phone bill on time
Tails blinked. "How about starting with, 'I've had a change of heart'?" he asked.
Sonic looked at E-102, who simply said, "Affirmative."
Sonic nodded.
Just then the floating disembodied head of
Colonel Sanders started yelling
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so important
doesn't matter
Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
This wasn't right; it didn't make sense, but it wasn't a bad thing.
He liked Amy Rose.
It had clicked, and now Sonic was only left with the simple problem of what to do about it.
I was just about to mail a letter to my evil twin
when I got a nasty papercut
and, well, to make a long story short
it got infected and I died
so now I'm up in heaven with
St. Peter by the pearly gates
Sonic went back into his room and kicked back on his bed. This was kind of a nice feeling. He liked Amy Rose. It didn't hurt to think of Sally; they could probably be friends; and he liked Amy Rose.
Visions of dates with Amy began to dance thought his head and a somewhat dreamy smile crept over his face.
and it's obvious he doesn't like the Nehru
jacket that I'm wearing
He tells me that they've got a dress code
Well, he lets me into heaven anyway
but I get the room next to the noisy ice machine
for all eternity
and every day he runs by screaming
At least, until he thought about the fact that he was, sooner or later, going to have to *tell* Amy Rose that he liked her. That was probably not going to be pleasant. He'd make his declaration; she'd get excited, and squeal, and ask if it was really true, and he'd affirm it, and she'd get even more excited and hug him around his neck--okay, that didn't seem too bad...
Now he just had to get up the guts to do it.
Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you used to think was so important
Doesn't really matter anymore because the simple
fact remains that
Everything you know is wrong
Just forget the words and sing along
All you need to understand is
Everything you know is wrong
Everything you know is wrong
~*~
Sonic didn't let too much time slip by. That was just how he functioned--straight to the point.
The next day, he went out into town without Tails or E-102. He found a florist and made the rather embarrassing purchase of several dark pink daisies. It might not have been *so* bad except the girl behind the counter recognized him and made a small fuss--he'd had to sign several autographs before he could slip away.
He then headed back home, put the flowers in the refrigerator to keep them fresh, and watched the window. He'd seen Amy leave her apartment several hours earlier, so now his only option was to play the waiting game.
It was only half an hour, but it seemed like days until Amy reappeared and entered her building. Sonic raced for the fridge, grabbed the daisies, and rushed across the street.
He entered the building and glanced at the mailboxes. Name after name...finally! Amy Rose Hedgehog in apartment 24. He walked down the hall. One, two, three...ten. The next floor was eleven, twelve...he went up to the next floor and found twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four.
Here he was.
He could hear pop music coming through the door--it sounded like some big-name girl group but he couldn't put his finger on it. "Sweet, sweet, oh so sweet, so many things at once, sweet, sweet, oh so sweet, I wanna be a wonderful girl..." (A/N: Anyone recognize it? :) )
Well, at least she was there.
He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. The music softened and he heard rustling within the apartment. As an afterthought he stuck the flowers behind his back--just in time. The door opened.
"Hi, Amy," he faltered.
She blinked, more than a little surprised to see him. "Sonic? Uh...hi!" She smiled brightly. "What's up?"
He took his own turn at blinking. "Uh...well...I...I...these are for you!" He held out the daisies, grinning like an idiot.
She gasped. "For me?" She took them and held them to her nose, inhaling deeply. "Wow...they're beautiful...but why?" She cocked her head and held one eyebrow askance.
"Well...I...I, uh...I've kind of been...um, thinking...and I...well...maybe I...AmyIthinkIlikeyou!" It came out much faster than he intended it to.
"What? Say that again--slower," she asked.
He nodded. Now that he'd said it--even if she hadn't understood it--he could say it again. "Amy...I...I like you."
She dropped the daisies. "You? Like...me?" She girlishly put a hand over her heart.
He nodded. "Uh...yeah...I do..."
"You mean, like a girlfriend?"
He nodded again, feeling the blood rising to his cheeks.
She blinked. Twice.
And then she leapt forward, hugging him around the neck. "Oh, Sonic!"
His eyes widened, but he smiled. He hugged her back. "So...do you think maybe I could come in now?"
She pulled back and smiled flirtatiously as she nodded her approval. "Care to stay for dinner? I can make chili dogs..."
He picked up the daisies and walked in with her. "Uh...sure..."
She shut the door behind them.
~*~
Several hours later, Sonic returned to his own apartment, telltale redness on his cheeks.
Tails was waiting for him in the kitchen. "I kept some food warm for you," he said.
"I already ate...at Amy's..." Sonic told him, tentatively.
Tails grinned. "So...it went well?"
Sonic nodded.
"And?"
"And what?"
Tails rolled his eyes. "Spill your gut! What happened?"
"Well...I gave her some flowers."
"And?"
"And she asked what for."
"And?"
"I said I liked her."
"And?"
"And she hugged me."
"And?"
"And I invited myself in, and she offered to make dinner..."
Tails shook his head. "So, is she your girlfriend or not?"
"Yes, she's my girlfriend!" Sonic said. The blush rose to his face again. "Are you satisfied?"
"Quite," Tails informed him. "I always *told* you she wasn't so bad."
Sonic blinked. "Not that bad?! She's wonderful! I--I guess I'm proving your point, aren't I?"
Tails nodded.
A/N: Final chapter, up next!