Normal Pov...for now:
Knuckles the echidna (who now lives in an apartment taking the master emerald along) began to awake as the bright sun rays stung his face. As he staggered to the bathroom he flipped the light switch to find a message in his mirror, it read:
Hey Handsome
Knuckles raised an eyebrow at it squinting slightly. "What the…"
Then someone tapped his shoulder from behind. "Boo," whispered Rouge. Knuckles jumped a little, startled.
He groaned, "What are you doing here?" Rouge smirked and shoved a flyer in his face. It was the same one Amy and Sophie had seen about the festival except this one had a date on it. "February 27th…you in?"
Knuckles was still trying to wake himself up and tried to focus his vision on the piece of paper, "Huh…? Sure, whatever."
Rouge dropped the flyer on the floor then tried to make an exit flying out backwards. Well, it didn't work so good and Rouge ended up bumping her head on the ceiling. "Oww," she muttered. She gave Knuckles a "this never happened" look then flew out the window slowly and gracefully. She glanced back at him and winked.
Knuckles turned to the sink to brush his teeth. It was only at that moment that he realized what he had just agreed to. His eyes widened. He cringed and pounded his fist, "Oh, man…"
To: Sonic the hedgehog From: Knuckles the echidna Subject: You're not gonna believe this
You're really not going to believe what I just did. You know about the fair right? Well, I was really tired and somehow Rouge convinced me to go.
I know what you are going to say, but maybe I'll just go for it. Who knows? Maybe I could actually have some…dare I say it, fun.
Knux
To: Knuckles the echidna From: Sonic the hedgehog Subject: Are you serious?
Dude, are you feeling alright? Just last week you wouldn't go within ten feet of the woman and now suddenly you're just going to give in? Could this mean you…pfft, nah.
Seriously, do you?
Sonic
To: Sonic the hedgehog From: Knuckles the echidna Subject: Well...
I don't know about that, I mean sure she's….pretty. And yeah she annoys the (BEEP) out of me so much I almost crave her presence, but….oh, I don't know.
For some reason I just wanna go besides, I really have nothing better to do.
Knux
Journal Entry One
2/14/06, 4:35pm, Amy Rose
Wow, cool. I didn't know my sidekick had a journal too. (a/n: If they don't, whatever)
Another Valentine's Day nearly gone, so far no valentines from Sonic. Oh well, I know Sonic's not really into the holiday, he probably forgot anyway.
This year the girls and I (me, Cream, Rouge, and Sophie) decided we would use this night to celebrate our single hood. We're just having a little dinner thing at Cream's house. I think I'll bring my recipe for Valentine Heart Cake.
I can't wait for Cream and Rouge to meet Sophie, they'll love her! What should I wear? ……………oh, I know. I'll wear that silk ivory skirt, knee length. And……I think I'll wear that red quarter sleeved top which shows a little shoulder, but not sliding off me like I'm some skank.
Perfect.
Ooops, better go soon.
Journal entry 2
2/14/06, 6:15pm, Amy Rose
Okay. Maybe not so perfect. So far I couldn't make my cake (rhymes, ha). No ingredients for frosting and all the stores are closed.
Cream was attempting to make some kind of pasta and turned the oven on too high. About ten minutes later whole squads of fire fighters show up at the door with this huge, ginormous (I'm aware that's not a word) hose. When we told them we had it under control, they just gave us the evilest look like we were some kind of juvenile delinquents.
I mean, they probably get this all the time, so why do we get the dirty looks?
I'm just glad my friends are getting along.
What was that noise?
Uh oh.
To: Sonic the hedgehog From: Miles Tails Prower Subject: Hey
Heya Sonic,
Happy Valentines Day...lol. You didn't happen to get anything for your sweetheart, did you?
Just thought I'd ask,
Tails
To: Miles Tails Prower From: Sonic the hedgehog Subject: Very funny
Ha, ha. Funny...you know you're really starting to bug me.
Don't make me block you,
Sonic
p.s. Did I really miss Valentines Day again? It's over already?
To: Sophie the cat From: Penelope the Panther Subject: You're attire
Excuse me Sophie, but I believe the dress code clearly states that skirts must be long enough so that the tips of your fingers can barely reach the end of the skirt.
Proper presentation is a major factor in our success. Don't you want us to be successful?
Penlope
To: Amy Rose From: Sophie the cat Subject: Sooo sorry
I am sooo sorry I broke Cream's vase thing. She knows I'm sorry right? If she wants me to, I'll pay for it...seriously, I will.
That Penelope has a yardstick planted in her brain. You don't think my skirt is too short, do you? I mean maybe it's a quarter of a centimeter shorter than the dress code states, but that differance is barely noticable.
Did you see that one firefighter, the tiger dude. Whoa, he was hot! I'm not the calmest talker when it comes to guys. I mean with you it's no problem. Nope, nope, nope. With you I could talk, talk, talk all day long, like I'm doing right now. I'm just talking, talking, talking.
Again I'm really, really sorry. I didn't see the thing behind me, the only warning I had was the smash of shattering glass.
I couldn't get his number. Oh, well…guess it wasn't meant to be.
Sophie
p.s. Did you hear about the break up between Jackie the squirell and Thomas O'Brian the chipmunk? I thought it was all going so well.
To: Sophie the cat From: Amy Rose Subject: Don't beat yourself up
You're skirt is fine. Just let Penelope live in her own little world.
Oh, come on Sophie. You only apologized for it like twelve times. I'm sure Cream forgives you. It's her mom you'll have to worry about when she gets back…just kidding. Really, all is forgiven.
Guys should go and bring out the champagne bottles if you're interested in them. You're so fun to talk to, what guy wouldn't like you? Just relax. I'm sure you'll meet with your prince charming again.
Amy
p.s. I heard about that this morning on the six o'clock news, but you know these celebrity relationships, they either end in divorce or murder.
To: Amy Rose From: Sophie the cat Subject: I guess your right
Yeah, okay. I feel a little better now…sort of.
You know, I've been thinking. A lot of these kiddy nursery rhymes are actually terrible, terrible songs. Ring around the Rosies is actually a song about the Black Plague.
And down will come baby, cradle and all? That's horrible…the kid fell out of a tree. That's so sad.
Jack fell down and broke his crown, and Jill came tumbling after? Why do they teach kids these things? It's sick, and it's not like it's the kids fault. I mean, when I was little I never knew what any of the songs meant.
What is the world coming too?
Sophie
To: Sophie the cat From: Amy Rose Subject: You're right
Now that I think about it, you make a good point.
I don't think they actually teach kids the songs though, at least I hope not Ring around the Rosies. I think for the most part the kids just hear it somewhere, they don't know better so they start singing it. It's like singing to a commercial you hear all the time. You don't really think about what it means, it's just stuck in your head.
"Eight-hundred, Five, eight, eight, two, three-hundred, Empire…today."
I hate that commercial.
Amy
