ROBBED
Chapter Four
"Well, I think you should go," Rouge prompted, brushing out Amy's quills. "It's been close to a month since you've been out of the house, and I think some fresh air would do you some good."
Amy pouted. "If I wanted fresh air, I'd open a window."
It was the following day, a blooming Saturday, the day in which Amy agreeed to let Sonic take her out. Perhaps she was caught up in the romance of the time, because now, she certainly felt differently.
"Oh nonsense," Rouge quipped, "You're going and that's that." She kicked aside some clothes, making a path to Amy's closet, in which she pulled out her favorite red dress. "Here. This and your SOAP shoes will get you looking sassy again!"
Amy gave it a look of disgust. "I hate that thing."
"That wasn't how you felt the last time I made you up." Rouge fished out a blue rube dress with spaghetti straps. "Well, it's a little fancy, but it'll make in impact."
Amy looked at her skeptically.
"It'll bring out the green in your eyes!"
The pink hedgehog caught a sideways glance in the mirror. "I'd say the green comes out pretty well on it's own."
Rouge grit her teeth together, remembering she had to keep her temper. "Very well..." she replied curtly. "Why don't you come over here and pick something out?"
Amy sat still on the bed. "Is there anything in there in camouflage?"
"Umm..." Rouge bit her lip. "Not that I see."
"Damn."
"What do you want that for anyway?"
"Because then no one could see me."
Rouge sighed. "In this city, you'd probably want something in grey."
Amy's ears perked. "What do I have in grey?"
"Just this little romper thing." Rouge pulled out a concrete-grey one-piece item that looked like a shirt and skirt sewn together with shorts underneath. She studied the apparel in her hand. "Actually, this might look pretty cute on you."
Full of new energy, Amy leapt from the bed, tore off her pajamas, and hopped into the suit. She bounced over to the mirror and studied herself from top to bottom. "I like it... but do I have any shows to match?"
Rouge picked up a pair of white sneakers. "These might look alright."
Amy put them on. "Well... I guess it'll do."
Rouge gave Amy a glance up and down a few times. "Hmm... it looks like you actually got some sleep last night, but you're still not her your potential..." She dug through the black purse on Amy's bed and pulled out a small compact. "Come here." Amy obeyed and Rouge smudged a little concealer over the young girl's circles. "There. MUCH better."
Amy observed herself in the mirror once more. For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt alive, and looked the part. "I still don't know..."
Rouge took Amy gently by the shoulder. "Amy, honey... Sonic is going to be with you. He'll make sure that nothing like that will happen again."
She just nodded.
Footsteps shuffled from down the hall, and the doorbell rang. The ebony bat grinned. "Knock him out, girl!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
He couldn't believe it.
She was SMILING.
More so, there was a laugh exploding behind the smile.
Of course, he had to resort to spilling soda all over his brand new white polo shirt, but it was a sacrifice worth making.
Amy took his arm and dragged Sonic over to the water fountain of the theatre, giggles still resounding from behind her teeth. "Here. I know a trick that'll get that stain right out. Soak it in cold water -fast- before the stain sets in. I'm going to grab some napkins." She darted off, returning a few moments later, a fresh set of laughs hitting the air. "I still can't believe that YOU would be that clumsy..." she mopped up the soda with the handful of napkins.
So maybe it wasn't that funny, but it was the most entertaining thing Amy had seen in ages. The great hero, Sonic the Hedghog... he can harness Chaos Emeralds, fight robots, and trip over an empty popcorn container.
"So are we going out for dinner now?" Amy asked casually as she blotted out the last of the stain.
"Dinner?!" Sonic exclaimed. "You mean the popcorn, nachos, gummi bears, and soda didn't fill you up?"
"Nope."
"Sheesh..." Sonic shook his head, moving his head up and down her curves. "Where the hell do you pack all that?"
"It's a secret," she giggled, kissing him on the nose.
"I don't know if I've got room for a dinner, though," he confessed as they left the theatre.
"Then can we just get dessert and coffee?"
True Blue flashed his famous smile. "Now that's an idea."
"Always gotta have room for desert," Amy chided as they walked into an ice cream shoppe.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
By the time they left the ice cream parlour, ngiht had fallen, and as the cool midsummer's night air his Amy's face as they stepped outside, a chill ran down her spine. (This is how it all started, three weeks ago...) she thought fearfully. (We left the club, he took me home, and...)
"Ames? You ok?"
She snapped back to reality as they continued walking. "Yeah, of course."
Sonic remained unconvinced. "You looked as if you were afraid of something."
"Well..."
"Amy..." they stopped and he looked directly at her. "What is it you're not telling me?"
Sonic felt the girl tense up as she tried to speak. "I... well..."
"Something's on your mind. Something is bothering you. I could tell when I talked to Rouge."
Fire burned in Amy's eyes. "She told you?!"
"She didn't have to," Sonic replied, his tone and expression unchanging. "I could tell from the way she sounded. The only thing I got out of her was that you weren't feeling well."
Amy dropped her chin to her chest. He needed to know... "s-Sonic... you remember the night we went to the club, and when you brought me home in your car?"
He nodded gently. "Yeah?"
"Well..." she took a deep breath. "A-After you left, there was... someone in the shadows to the right, and... and he grabbed me, and..." another breath, "andherapedme," she spat out quickly.
Sonic gasped in shock. Never did he imagine that the young hedgehog would ever have to suffer something so horrible as that. But something in her voice told him that she wasn't quite done.
Amy felt her head sink even lower as her voice dropped to a whisper. "And I think I'm pregnant."
And she burst into tears.
Chapter Four
"Well, I think you should go," Rouge prompted, brushing out Amy's quills. "It's been close to a month since you've been out of the house, and I think some fresh air would do you some good."
Amy pouted. "If I wanted fresh air, I'd open a window."
It was the following day, a blooming Saturday, the day in which Amy agreeed to let Sonic take her out. Perhaps she was caught up in the romance of the time, because now, she certainly felt differently.
"Oh nonsense," Rouge quipped, "You're going and that's that." She kicked aside some clothes, making a path to Amy's closet, in which she pulled out her favorite red dress. "Here. This and your SOAP shoes will get you looking sassy again!"
Amy gave it a look of disgust. "I hate that thing."
"That wasn't how you felt the last time I made you up." Rouge fished out a blue rube dress with spaghetti straps. "Well, it's a little fancy, but it'll make in impact."
Amy looked at her skeptically.
"It'll bring out the green in your eyes!"
The pink hedgehog caught a sideways glance in the mirror. "I'd say the green comes out pretty well on it's own."
Rouge grit her teeth together, remembering she had to keep her temper. "Very well..." she replied curtly. "Why don't you come over here and pick something out?"
Amy sat still on the bed. "Is there anything in there in camouflage?"
"Umm..." Rouge bit her lip. "Not that I see."
"Damn."
"What do you want that for anyway?"
"Because then no one could see me."
Rouge sighed. "In this city, you'd probably want something in grey."
Amy's ears perked. "What do I have in grey?"
"Just this little romper thing." Rouge pulled out a concrete-grey one-piece item that looked like a shirt and skirt sewn together with shorts underneath. She studied the apparel in her hand. "Actually, this might look pretty cute on you."
Full of new energy, Amy leapt from the bed, tore off her pajamas, and hopped into the suit. She bounced over to the mirror and studied herself from top to bottom. "I like it... but do I have any shows to match?"
Rouge picked up a pair of white sneakers. "These might look alright."
Amy put them on. "Well... I guess it'll do."
Rouge gave Amy a glance up and down a few times. "Hmm... it looks like you actually got some sleep last night, but you're still not her your potential..." She dug through the black purse on Amy's bed and pulled out a small compact. "Come here." Amy obeyed and Rouge smudged a little concealer over the young girl's circles. "There. MUCH better."
Amy observed herself in the mirror once more. For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt alive, and looked the part. "I still don't know..."
Rouge took Amy gently by the shoulder. "Amy, honey... Sonic is going to be with you. He'll make sure that nothing like that will happen again."
She just nodded.
Footsteps shuffled from down the hall, and the doorbell rang. The ebony bat grinned. "Knock him out, girl!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
He couldn't believe it.
She was SMILING.
More so, there was a laugh exploding behind the smile.
Of course, he had to resort to spilling soda all over his brand new white polo shirt, but it was a sacrifice worth making.
Amy took his arm and dragged Sonic over to the water fountain of the theatre, giggles still resounding from behind her teeth. "Here. I know a trick that'll get that stain right out. Soak it in cold water -fast- before the stain sets in. I'm going to grab some napkins." She darted off, returning a few moments later, a fresh set of laughs hitting the air. "I still can't believe that YOU would be that clumsy..." she mopped up the soda with the handful of napkins.
So maybe it wasn't that funny, but it was the most entertaining thing Amy had seen in ages. The great hero, Sonic the Hedghog... he can harness Chaos Emeralds, fight robots, and trip over an empty popcorn container.
"So are we going out for dinner now?" Amy asked casually as she blotted out the last of the stain.
"Dinner?!" Sonic exclaimed. "You mean the popcorn, nachos, gummi bears, and soda didn't fill you up?"
"Nope."
"Sheesh..." Sonic shook his head, moving his head up and down her curves. "Where the hell do you pack all that?"
"It's a secret," she giggled, kissing him on the nose.
"I don't know if I've got room for a dinner, though," he confessed as they left the theatre.
"Then can we just get dessert and coffee?"
True Blue flashed his famous smile. "Now that's an idea."
"Always gotta have room for desert," Amy chided as they walked into an ice cream shoppe.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
By the time they left the ice cream parlour, ngiht had fallen, and as the cool midsummer's night air his Amy's face as they stepped outside, a chill ran down her spine. (This is how it all started, three weeks ago...) she thought fearfully. (We left the club, he took me home, and...)
"Ames? You ok?"
She snapped back to reality as they continued walking. "Yeah, of course."
Sonic remained unconvinced. "You looked as if you were afraid of something."
"Well..."
"Amy..." they stopped and he looked directly at her. "What is it you're not telling me?"
Sonic felt the girl tense up as she tried to speak. "I... well..."
"Something's on your mind. Something is bothering you. I could tell when I talked to Rouge."
Fire burned in Amy's eyes. "She told you?!"
"She didn't have to," Sonic replied, his tone and expression unchanging. "I could tell from the way she sounded. The only thing I got out of her was that you weren't feeling well."
Amy dropped her chin to her chest. He needed to know... "s-Sonic... you remember the night we went to the club, and when you brought me home in your car?"
He nodded gently. "Yeah?"
"Well..." she took a deep breath. "A-After you left, there was... someone in the shadows to the right, and... and he grabbed me, and..." another breath, "andherapedme," she spat out quickly.
Sonic gasped in shock. Never did he imagine that the young hedgehog would ever have to suffer something so horrible as that. But something in her voice told him that she wasn't quite done.
Amy felt her head sink even lower as her voice dropped to a whisper. "And I think I'm pregnant."
And she burst into tears.