Chapter 17
Poised as a Rose…
The night glittered marvelously as the limo carrying Mrs. League, Sonic and Amy drove through the city, the heavy atmosphere of awkwardness spreading about the limo. Amy stared out at the window quietly, her sheer thoughts kept to herself, as she murmured and whispered her crazed thoughts of ways to 'get back' at that 'infidel' she calls him. On the other side of the car, the 'infidel' was pouring himself a heavy amount of champagne, taking a small sip before being slapped on the head by Mrs. League, "Sir Sonic!!! What on Earth are you doing?"
Sonic growled at her, taking another sip to spite her, "What??? I can't drink champagne now--"
"IT'S NOT THAT YOU CAN'T DRINK CHAMPAGNE, SIR SONIC…" she remarked boldly, taking his glass away from him, "… You just can't simply drink it BEFORE a planned dinner. Its RUDE."
Sonic stuck his tongue out childishly, and sat back with his arms crossed about his chest, as though a child throwing a tantrum. Amy looked over at him, giggling tauntingly as she saw Sonic defeated by an old woman… one teaching ETIQUETTE at that.
They arrived at La Luna, its glorious build peering down at them as they came to a soft halt; Mrs. League turned to Sonic, placing her hand softly on his shoulder, "Now Sonic… When taking a lady out to dinner, one must always open the door for a woman to display a proper first impression, and also start the evening out smoothly… So sir, if you would please…"
Sonic looked left and right, and looked back at Mrs. League, "… 'Please' do what?"
"…OPEN THE DOOR FOR MS. ROSE."
"Oh! Right, right…"
Sonic got out from the car, walking around and hurriedly opened the door for Amy; she gave a soft smile as Sonic gave her his hand, and as she took it, he swayed her up off the seat, gazing deeply into her eyes for one minute, yet cut off contact as he pulled his hand away, and walked off to the entrance. Amy blinked, sighing, Was that just me…?
Mrs. League walked to Amy's side, sighing as well, "That boy… Does he not even know the SIMPLEST common etiquette to even guiding a lady inside…? Oh well… Come, Ms. Rose…"
Amy and Mrs. League walked on inside, seeing that Sonic already had ordered a table, and as soon as they re-grouped with him, they were lead to their table, and as soon as the waiter left them, Mrs. League cleared her throat, looking at Sonic, "So sir… Do you know what you must do next?"
Sonic nodded, and pulled himself a chair and sat down, wrapping his hands around the menu and scrolled his eyes down its offered selection. Amy's eyes drooped, and she turned to Mrs. League, whose head was shaking, "… Sir Sonic… You CAN'T be serious--"
Sonic looked up from his menu, a confused look on his face, "WHAT!? What am I doing wrong?! Jesus, it seems like EVERY-THING-I-DO-IS-WRONG~--"
"Sir… All you need to do is pull out a chair for Ms. Rose."
He stared at her for a moment, and softly swearing under his breath, he arose and pulled out a chair for Amy, having her sit and just as she did, he attempted to push the chair forward to the table. He gritted his teeth, releasing a wheeze, "Damn, Amy! What the hell have you been eating???"
Amy's eyes widened, her face turning red as he uttered those words loudly, covering her face in embarrassment; Mrs. League's jaw dropped, and quickly smacked Sonic across the face, "SIR! That is NO WAY to comment on a lady's weight--"
"--Well, maybe I wouldn't be commenting on her weight if she'd PUT DOWN THE FORK--"
"SIR!" (She smacked him once more.)
"OW! What the HELL!??"
"Apologize to Ms. Rose IMMEDIATELY."
He turned to Amy, whose eyes glared up at him, fire burning through his flesh, "… I'm SORRY--"
"APOLOGY NOT ACCEPTED."
"WHAT!? CAN SHE DO THAT!?"
"She can if she wishes to." Mrs. League said firmly, nodding. Sonic glared back at her, sitting himself down across from her with a slam of his hands, nearly ripping open the menu as he stared at it once more. Amy's eyes rolled, yet she as well grabbed the menu, and for a small amount of time, they scanned the menu, and as the waiter arrived, Amy charmed the waiter with a smile as he arrived, telling her what she wanted to order. Sonic did the same, and as the waiter left, Sonic gave Amy a droop-eyed look; she looked back, "… What?"
"You are SUCH a hoe!" he muttered as he started playing with his fork, holding it up towards the light. Amy gasped, scowling at him once more, "A HOE!? How am I a HOE?!"
"I saw the way you flirted with that waiter… Talk about bad etiquette~"
"What, now I can't order FOOD without being called a hoe!? And BESIDES: SPEAKING of BAD ETIQUETTE, since when was it GOOD ETIQUETTE to call someone a HOE at DINNER!?--"
"HEY: I can say whatever the HELL I want because I'm mother-fucking Sonic the HEDGEHOG THAT'S why--"
"Oh my god~ Are you really THAT self-absorbed that you're gonna use your own NAME as an excuse to make something right? I don't think so--"
"Whatever, slave--"
Mrs. League slapped Sonic and Amy softly, quieting them down: "QUIET!!! You two are BOTH showing HORRIBLE signs of absolutely NO etiquette at all! My… Look at you two… acting like children. The humiliation of it all!"
Sonic and Amy sighed, looking at each other apologetically; Amy placed her hand beneath her chin, "… I… deeply apologize for my rudeness."
Sonic smirked, putting his fork down, "… Well. About time, slave--Er, I mean… No… Its… MY… fault… that this exploded… Please… Accept MY apology…"
Mrs. League smiled, "Well… THAT'S better. Now, the first step to proper conversation is to give each humble, yet short compliments; Sir, you start."
Sonic sighed, looking down, yet looked up at Amy, and as he gazed at her, he silently gasped; she was truly a beauty underneath this dim light, and he was completely awe-struck. He gulped, a soft blush rising through his cheeks as he cleared his throat, looking down, "… Amy… You look… You look really beautiful tonight."
Amy's eyes widened, her cheeks turning red as well; she looked at Sonic as well, her mouth running dry; I have to be careful on what I say… or else he'll think I really mean it, and use it against me later! "Um… T-Thank you… Sonic… I… think you look absolutely handsome." She closed her eyes, drinking her water quickly to cool her down, and as she opened them, she saw his boyish smirk, "Haha… Thanks."
Mrs. League clapped her hands, "Wonderful! You two are doing very well!"
- - -
Shadow walked about with Shail, hand-in-hand, laughing softly along with her as they spoke. They were walking about the plaza after a special night out, and as they walked down the street, Shail gave a small kiss on his cheek, making him blush, "You deserve it, hun!"
He laughed, taking both her hands, This feels better. No Amy, no Sonic… Just… me… and Shail. But… why do I feel lost…? Shail is the greatest thing to happen to me… yet… why do I still think of… Shail tipped her head, looking at him confusingly, "… Shadow?" He shook his head, "I-Its nothing! Lets go."
- - -
"Well! You two certainly impressed me! You are all set on Dinner Conversation! Congradulations!" said Mrs. League, a bright smile playing on her face. Sonic and Amy laughed awkwardly as Mrs. League paid the bill; she turned to them, "Well, this is embarrassing… Would you two excuse me? I need to go to the ladies' room…"
And with that, she left, and as she did, Sonic smirked at Amy, "So… some dinner, eh?" Amy huffed, looking away from him, "… It was decent." He frowned, sighing as he placed his hand on his forehead, "Why are you such a stick in the mud, slave? You know I was just joking earlier--"
"Liar."
Amy walked out of the restraint, Sonic walking behind her, "H-Hey! Wait! Look, I really am sorry--"
"Whatever. Why should you care? Besides, we're only doing this because the agreement, right? So save it."
"… You really are a dumbass, you know that?"
Amy glared at him, "WHAT ARE YOU--"
And with a swift move, Sonic pulled Amy towards him, his eyes locked on hers; his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, "… I mean, you really are DENSE, you know that…?"
She blushed, looking away, Oh god.
"S-Stop… W-Why are you such a jerk…" she whispered as she struggled free.
Sonic leaned in towards her ear, blowing a soft breeze to it, "… You really do look mouth-watering tonight. A complete goddess."
Her eyes widened, her face turning red as he slammed her back against the wall, kissing her neck softly as she stood, vulnerable. "S-Sonic… S-Stop…" she whispered, soft moans escaping her lips. Why is he acting this way…?
- - -
"Hey… what's this place called?" asked Shail as she pointed to the building which sparkled with confidence. Shadow looked and laughed, "Oh! That's La Luna… I heard it's a really snazzy dinner place with a romantic atmosphere… Wanna take a look?" Shail smiled widely, tugging his hand, "Yes!!!"
- - -
"S… Sonic…"
Amy's wrists were held down forcibly above her head, Sonic's grip unloosened; he pressed his lips against her lips, kissing her passionately as his tongue snuck within her mouth, toying with hers. She blushed madly, kissing back as she slowly began to lose her strength to fight, slowly losing to him…
He pulled away from her, his lips pressed against her neck once more, biting down forcibly, "… Amy…"
Her eyes opened widely, pushing him away, "I-I can't do this! Please--"
"Amy?" a voice called out in the distance. She looked over Sonic's shoulder, and gasped, "… S-Shadow…"
Sonic turned and groaned, "Great… Our fun is ruined…"
There stood Shadow with Shail, hand-in-hand, just as Sonic was holding Amy against the wall. What a world, what a world.
