To: Amy Rose From: Sonic the hedgehog Subject: How ya feeling?
Just thought I'd make sure you're alright. Your cough bothering you?
If anything comes up, you just whistle, alright?
Later,
Sonic
To: Sonic the hedgehog From: Amy Rose Subject: How I'm feeling
My cough's been okay. Thanks for checking up on me, you're the best!
If I'm coughing though, how am I supposed to whistle?
Later,
Amy
To: Amy Rose From: Sophie the cat Subject: Check this out
Steve wrote me this amazing letter, I've read it like a gazillion times and each time gives me chills. Just look at this:
I don't own a fancy car,
Or a big house,
Or expensive watches,
Or platinum silverware,
I can't afford nice jewelry,
Or catered dinners,
Or Ipods,
Or designer dresses,
I may not have much,
But the one thing I have,
Is the only thing I need…
I have you.
My brother read it and says it's totally just cheap words…I don't know how I managed to hold my tongue. I mean, I really wanted to just throw something at him. He just won't listen to me, it's soo irritating!
Why can't Roger at least try to like him? WHY? Do you have any ideas? I'll hear anything, whatever will work.
Sophie 8(
To: Sophie the cat From: Amy Rose Subject: Aww
Sophie! That letter is soooo sweet!
I think I know someone who might have a few ideas.
Meet me in the lobby after work.
Amy
Normal Pov:
Before Sophie knew it, she was sitting on the lawn in front of her brother's house, Indian style with her head in her hands. "So that's it…we just, sit here?"
Sonic gave an egotistical smile, "Trust me…this works." Amy who was seated between them added, "It worked on the toughest case in practically the whole universe…Sonic must know what he's doing." Sophie nodded at this and sighed, "Okay then, if you say so."
Their plan would do nothing right now, for Roger was not even home. Amy turned to Sophie, "Do you know when he'll be back?" Sophie shook her head, "I never ask him where he goes, and I don't really plan to." Amy sighed and began picking at the grass. The trio would have to wait another two hours before a flash of light brought them out of their daze. A black Jeep pulled into the drive way. Sophie stood up even before her brother could realize they were there.
"Whatta ya think ya doin here?" he spoke in a Brooklyn accent (kind of like in The Godfather). Sophie cut right to the chase, "We need to talk. And don't you even think about walking away from me!"
Roger lifted one palm motioning his sister to take it easy. He leaned against the car casually, "Well, what is it? Ya need money?" Sophie only glared at this, "No. What I need is for you to just…try, just try to at least get to know Steve. You have no idea how much it would mean to me and even if you ignore me totally I'm still gonna date'm whether you approve or not."
Roger let out what sounded like a silent chuckle, "That's what all this is about? Sophie, ya can't be serious about this guy…it's just not practical." Sophie was appalled by this statement. "Practical? What's not practical about two people falling in love? Maybe your view on romance is just too textbook."
Again Roger chuckles, "Whoa…don't get all Romeo and Juliet. This ain't the Capulets and the Montagues. I hate to tell ya this sis, but the guy's a losa who's so desperate he'll date anybody." Sophie stamped her foot on the ground, "That's not true!" Amy then stood up behind her, "You don't know what you're talking about!" Sonic then stood up with her, making sure he'd be ready to protect either one of the girls in a worst case scenario.
Roger turned his gaze to Amy, "And who are you?"
Amy quickly answered him, "It doesn't matter…what does matter is that you listen to what Sophie's saying. Just what kind of brother are you?" Roger took a few steps toward her, "I'm just the typa brotha who looks out for his little sista."
Amy opened her mouth to say something, but her breath was cut short when another sudden wheezing attack came on. Clutching her throat, Amy fell to the ground, desperately trying to breathe. Sonic ran over to her, quickly beginning to move his hands around her back as he did several times before. Sophie turned away from her brother and walked over to Sonic and Amy, though feeling helpless, "Hey, are you okay Amy?" Amy could barely bring herself to nod as Sonic continued to caress her back and shoulders. Meanwhile, Roger stood there watching the scene in disbelief.
Thankfully, Amy's gasping finally seemed to settle down a few minutes later. Sonic whispered to her worriedly, "You alright now?" Amy nodded once more and inhaled deeply. Roger hadn't moved much at all in the past few minutes, besides shifting his position slightly into a comfortable posture."What's a matta wit ya friend?"
"She's sick, okay? None of your business," Sophie replied. Roger came closer, his eyes now seemed more relaxed. He stopped just above where the three still sat on the damp lawn. Roger spoke softly, "Me too…" Amy looked up at him confused, her head tilted slightly. Sophie whispered, "Roger?" Amy got up and attempted to wipe off the grass stain which had formed just above her knee.
"Why don't uh, you and ya friends come inside?" suggested Roger. Sophie eyed him skeptically for a moment before nodding in agreement. The living room looked as if it'd been hit by a twister. Laundry sprawled all over the floor, unfinished food left in unwanted places. It took some convincing on Sonic's part to get Amy to even sit down.
Roger then explained that he had recently been diagnosed like Amy with chronic bronchitis and though, not as severe as Amy's case, Roger had to admit that the condition slowed him down quite a lot at times.
"I thought it was some kinda joke when they told me." Sophie shook her head side to side. "Why didn't you say anything to me?" Roger pulled out the toothpick from his mouth which he had been gnawing on for the past ten minutes. "Just cuz I'm got this thing, it don't mean I ain't the big bro anymore. If I told ya, I thought maybe you might get the wrong impression if yas saw me gettin help."
Sophie sat quietly for a moment playing with the fringe of her skirt. "So, that's where you were before then, a support meeting?" Roger nods. Amy stared at her hands which rested quietly in her lap. For the past few weeks, it had felt to her as if everyone in the world was healthy except for her. Now she could see that many others suffered worse symptoms everyday, though this was probably not Roger's case.
For about an hour, they went on with idle chit chat. Then in a moment of silence Roger suddenly blurted out, "Alright…" Sophie looked over to him, "Alright what?" Roger replied, "I'll check out this Steve guy…if he's gotcha on him this bad, then he must have something good goin." For the first time in years, Sophie smiled at her brother…and not sarcastically. "Thanks Roger." Her brother nods slightly, "Yeah, sure."
Sonic rose to his feet, "Well, I better get Ames home. It's getting pretty dark out." Sophie walked them both to the door and waved goodbye. "Feel better Amy." The two returned her farewell just before Sonic lifted Amy up and sped off toward home.
While running Sonic looked down at Amy who was struggling to stay awake, "Well, I think that went pretty well." Amy didn't know whether this was sarcastic or not, but giggled anyway. "That was definitely...an interesting night. Now maybe you should keep your eyes on the road," Amy pointed ahead to a tree which Sonic would have run right into. Sonic quickly changed course to avoid it. "Hehe…whoops. Guess I oughta be more careful." Amy smiled and laid her head on Sonic's shoulder, "Maybe from now on I should just bring a helmet."
To: Knuckles the echidna From: Rouge the bat Subject: Please
Could you do me a teeny weeny, itsy bitsy favor? Pretty please? We're all out of those sugar free Snackwells…would it be possible for you to pick some up?
Thanks a million! (winks)
Rouge
To: Rouge the bat From: Knuckles the echidna Subject: Oh, alright
I guess I could get you some cookies, but don't expect me to start doing all of your little errands.
This is a first and only exception. Consider it a welcoming into my home gift.
Knux
