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Amy had fallen asleep below a large tree that night. The air was too fresh here, and the night too beautiful to sleep anywhere inside. She awoke a few hours after dawn, and as she did she yawned and rolled over onto her side without opening her eye. CRUNCH She jolted up, completely awake and into a sitting place. What was that? She turned and looked to where the crunch had come from, and saw a large, red box of chocolates (well now it was a crushed box of chocolates). Next to that were flowers, and both objects had a card attached to them. Amy hoped more than anything that they were from Sonic as an apology for being so rude to her before. She picked up one of the cards and began reading it,
"My dear Sweet Amy,
I never realized until now how beautiful that name was until I saw
you. It reminds of me of my favorite store which is, of course, Ames. You're pink fur
reminds me not of lowly flowers or cotton candy, but, the very useful
pink rubber eraser.
And your green eyes are better then any shining emerald jewels, but I
think of them more
like moss like the kind that grows on trees. Oh Amy, how I long to
spend
every moment with you and hold your hand which reminds me of."
Amy, disgusted, skipped over the rest until she got to the signature it read,
"From the man who loves you more than words can express eloquently,
Mighty, the Armadillo"
"ARRRRGH!!" The pink hedghog screamed and threw the poem to the ground where she began jumping on it. He had some nerve comparing her to a stationary store, rubber, and moss. Just what did this armadillo think he was trying to pull. If only Sonic were hear to read that horrid poem! He'd go beat up that Mighty for her. She began growling to herself even more when her better judgment told her that Sonic probably would just laugh and do no beating of any kind.
"Amy don't worry my love, I have come to save you!" Amy turned to see Mighty charging toward her. He stopped and grabbed he by the shoulders. "Are you alright, I heard you scream from over there and I came as fast as I could."
"I was just fine until I read your stupid letter," she pushed his arms from her shoulders and turned her back to him. Mighty clenched his fists and looked down sullenly. He felt a hand being placed on his shoulder and turned to see Knuckles who looked less than happy.
"Do not go running off like that again in the middle of our training session! How many times do I have to tell you, you can't let things distract you."
"But what if Amy was hurt? I mean I had to do something to help her!"
"I don't need your help," Amy said waving a hand at him and sticking her tongue out, but Knuckles gave her a look that told her if she was smart, she would shut her big mouth up.
"Have you forgotten that Rouge is here too? If Amy seemed like she need help then she would have gone to help her." Knuckles said in as calm a voice he could muster. Mighty nodded despondently and then flashed an earnest smile at Amy, who felt her face slowly soften into a smile as well, but then she realized what she was doing, and she pushed it back into a frown.
"Look Amy," Knuckles said as he turned to face her. "If you are going to stay here then you must do something instead of just laying around here. I think you'd be interested in this." He picked up a pamphlet and handed it her. She read it for a few seconds and then handed it back.
"The National Speed Competition? Why would I be interested in that?"
"Why don't you get it, Sonic will be competing! If you compete Amy and if you do well in it, then maybe you'll be able to earn his respect! You have three months to train before it happens! Think about it Amy!" Knuckles said and then started to walk away.
"Huh," Mighty began and scratched his head, 'Why would you want to earn Sonic's respect so badly?"
"Because, Mighty," Knuckles said, as he tried very hard to keep calm, the two of them were really starting to try his patience, "she believes she is in love with Sonic, not you. So let's go Don Juan." He dragged the Armadillo away and Amy started at the ground. Of course! Knuckles was a genius! She thought and then giggled to herself thinking she must be the first person to think that gullible old Knuckles was a genius. She smiled to herself happily; she had it all figured out; if she could do well in the competition , then surely Sonic would see her in a different way and respect her, and surely that could lead to love? From this day forth, she told herself, she would train as hard as she could, and she would blow that speed competition away!
Amy had fallen asleep below a large tree that night. The air was too fresh here, and the night too beautiful to sleep anywhere inside. She awoke a few hours after dawn, and as she did she yawned and rolled over onto her side without opening her eye. CRUNCH She jolted up, completely awake and into a sitting place. What was that? She turned and looked to where the crunch had come from, and saw a large, red box of chocolates (well now it was a crushed box of chocolates). Next to that were flowers, and both objects had a card attached to them. Amy hoped more than anything that they were from Sonic as an apology for being so rude to her before. She picked up one of the cards and began reading it,
"My dear Sweet Amy,
I never realized until now how beautiful that name was until I saw
you. It reminds of me of my favorite store which is, of course, Ames. You're pink fur
reminds me not of lowly flowers or cotton candy, but, the very useful
pink rubber eraser.
And your green eyes are better then any shining emerald jewels, but I
think of them more
like moss like the kind that grows on trees. Oh Amy, how I long to
spend
every moment with you and hold your hand which reminds me of."
Amy, disgusted, skipped over the rest until she got to the signature it read,
"From the man who loves you more than words can express eloquently,
Mighty, the Armadillo"
"ARRRRGH!!" The pink hedghog screamed and threw the poem to the ground where she began jumping on it. He had some nerve comparing her to a stationary store, rubber, and moss. Just what did this armadillo think he was trying to pull. If only Sonic were hear to read that horrid poem! He'd go beat up that Mighty for her. She began growling to herself even more when her better judgment told her that Sonic probably would just laugh and do no beating of any kind.
"Amy don't worry my love, I have come to save you!" Amy turned to see Mighty charging toward her. He stopped and grabbed he by the shoulders. "Are you alright, I heard you scream from over there and I came as fast as I could."
"I was just fine until I read your stupid letter," she pushed his arms from her shoulders and turned her back to him. Mighty clenched his fists and looked down sullenly. He felt a hand being placed on his shoulder and turned to see Knuckles who looked less than happy.
"Do not go running off like that again in the middle of our training session! How many times do I have to tell you, you can't let things distract you."
"But what if Amy was hurt? I mean I had to do something to help her!"
"I don't need your help," Amy said waving a hand at him and sticking her tongue out, but Knuckles gave her a look that told her if she was smart, she would shut her big mouth up.
"Have you forgotten that Rouge is here too? If Amy seemed like she need help then she would have gone to help her." Knuckles said in as calm a voice he could muster. Mighty nodded despondently and then flashed an earnest smile at Amy, who felt her face slowly soften into a smile as well, but then she realized what she was doing, and she pushed it back into a frown.
"Look Amy," Knuckles said as he turned to face her. "If you are going to stay here then you must do something instead of just laying around here. I think you'd be interested in this." He picked up a pamphlet and handed it her. She read it for a few seconds and then handed it back.
"The National Speed Competition? Why would I be interested in that?"
"Why don't you get it, Sonic will be competing! If you compete Amy and if you do well in it, then maybe you'll be able to earn his respect! You have three months to train before it happens! Think about it Amy!" Knuckles said and then started to walk away.
"Huh," Mighty began and scratched his head, 'Why would you want to earn Sonic's respect so badly?"
"Because, Mighty," Knuckles said, as he tried very hard to keep calm, the two of them were really starting to try his patience, "she believes she is in love with Sonic, not you. So let's go Don Juan." He dragged the Armadillo away and Amy started at the ground. Of course! Knuckles was a genius! She thought and then giggled to herself thinking she must be the first person to think that gullible old Knuckles was a genius. She smiled to herself happily; she had it all figured out; if she could do well in the competition , then surely Sonic would see her in a different way and respect her, and surely that could lead to love? From this day forth, she told herself, she would train as hard as she could, and she would blow that speed competition away!