To: Jim the monkey From: Amy Rose Subject: Deafening silence
It's so weird without Sophie here; I keep feeling like I'm missing something. Now that I think about it, I don't think she's ever been out sick. At least, not since I started working.
Hey, you remember Katie? You know that little girl I was telling you about, Wilkinson's niece? Well, I just took her to Sylvia again yesterday. She is getting so much better, and it's only been like three or four weeks (I lost count). Honestly, it's like she's a different kid. Sylvia is really amazing. I don't know how she does it…I wish I could make that kind of difference in someone's life.
The bride to be,
Amy
To: Amy Rose From: Jim the funky monkey Subject: Don't be silly
You don't have to be a miracle worker to make a difference in someone's life. Besides, you already do girl! Don't go and pretend that you're little miss normal, because let me tell you…there is no such thing.
First of all, that girl wouldn't be making this much progress if you didn't recommend Sylvia in the first place. Further more, I think you've made more of a difference in your fiancé's life than he realizes. And you've even made the days at the office seem almost tolerable. That, my friend, is a miracle.
I rest my case,
Jim
To: Jim the monkey From: Amy Rose Subject: Jim…
Aww…shucks. :)
The two minutes closer than before bride to be,
Amy
For Better or For Worse
Day Two
Goal: Find perfect wedding dress and tux
After a good night's rest, the team woke early the next morning with a renewed vigor.
They were not wasting any time. Jenna, Rouge and Sophie left by 9am on their way to the bridal shop, while the guys went to look for Sonic's tux.
At David's Bridal:
The second the girls walked into the store, all their jaws hung agape at the dazzling wonderland. Rouge walked up to a mannequin in front of her and her head went back as if she were a child looking up to a giant. She said in a fond whisper, "It's…so…pretty."
Jenna pointed out, "Remember now, we're here for Amy."
Rouge stuck out her tongue in jealousy.
Sophie fingered a dress hanging on the wall,"Yeah, but it wouldn't hurt to try a few on. Besides, that would give us a feel for how it would look on Amy."
Rouge budged Sophie over, focusing her fancy on the same dress, "I'll gladly oblige to that." They looked to Jenna for permission.
The milky feline put a finger to her chin, "Hmm…which one of you is closer to Amy's size?" Rouge and Sophie look to each other in silence. Both apprehensive to reveal this detail, the silence prolonged until Jenna finally gave in, "Alright forget that. You each try on a few different dresses and then we'll share opinions. Sophie and Rouge each grab a dress and dash over to the fitting room.
After surveying about twenty different dresses, the girls finally agree on a beautiful silk gown. Strapless and flawless, it was a simple yet beautifully designed dress with some beading on the torso. The length of the dress would reach Amy's ankles; it's just short enough so she won't trip on herself without bride's maids. All three agree that the dress would hug Amy's curves excellently, and the dress is theirs for $500.
At Men's Warehouse:
So far, Tails and Knuckles are having no such luck finding an adequate fitting suit for Sonic. It's hard enough to tell how much different in size Sonic is from Knuckles or Tails, but even if their size were the same, all of the suits they've tried are just too big. Knuckles exasperatedly asks the salesman, "Aw come on. You must get some short guys in here once in a while."
The salesman rubs his chin, contemplating, "I may have something in the back. I'll go check for you." With that, the young man hastily moves behind the counter into a separate room. Tails scratches his head, "I guess if we don't find any small enough, we'll just have to get one tailored."
Knuckles comments, "But that would be quite a bend in our budget. We might as well wait and see if the guy has anything."
Frank who had been wandering around the shop walks over to them. "No luck boys?" Tails and Knuckles shake their heads.
Tails informed him, "We're waiting for him to check the back."
Frank pointed his index finger out suddenly, as if he had an idea. "You know, maybe I could check my closet for something. I must have something in there suitable from my olden days. In fact, I believe I still have the suit from my own…um…"
Knuckles mentally fills in the blank, "But do you think it would fit Sonic?"
Tails adds, "I guess we should at least take a look at it."
Knuckles shrugs, "It's worth a try." The young man then reappears behind the counter and comes over with a suit in his hands. All three simultaneously shake their heads when they see the neon green color (yuck!). Frank's old suit it is then.
Both Tails and Knuckles are immediately shocked to see the condition of the old suit (exactly how old is uncertain); a suit that Frank had just pulled out of a plastic bag! All these years, it had been perfectly preserved, despite the fact that it had suffered through the heat and cold of many summers and winters in that closet. The tux is sharp looking and smooth, black like the skin of a polar bear. A handsome bowtie to top off the ensemble.
The goals of day two have been completed.
Journal entry 19, Amy Rose
6/22/06, 5:52pm
My doctor's appointment today went well. She said my condition right now is quite manageable and that it should stay that way as long as I take care of myself. Maybe what I felt last week was just because my lungs were irritated or something.
Well, whatever…it's just a relief to know that I'm going to be okay after all.
