Amy was left alone in the hole in the middle of the smelly meadows, sighing as she had both of her hands on her face, sighing loudly.
"Ugh. I'm so bored." Amy muttered as she shook her head, letting out another rotten fart that stunk up the hole. "I'm stuck inside a hole while Sonic is fighting Godzilla, and I'm baking brownies in my dumb jeans again."
Shadow The Hedgehog suddenly teleported to the meadows, gawking as Amy's flatulence hit his nose, causing him to cover his mouth so that he wouldn't gag. He then looked down the hole, to see Amy there.
"Well. Looks like the faker ditched you, huh?" Shadow remarked, having seen Sonic take on Godzilla before teleporting out of Station Square as he looked down the hole at Amy, extending his right arm. "Well, what are you waiting for? Grab on."
Amy sighed as she closed her eyes, shrugging as she let out another trumpet like toot. "Well, I prefer Sonic over you, but I'll take all the help I can get." She was then pulled out by Shadow, dusting herself as she placed her hands behind her back, farting again. "Thanks for rescuing me, Shadow. But why would you go out of your way to rescue my big, gassy butt?"
Shadow folded his arms as he closed his eyes. "Well, GUN hasn't assigned me to anything, and I figured I might try to help out some of my associates." He then eyed Amy as he looked at her up and down, murmuring. "So, you still have those cursed jeans, I see."
Amy farted loudly as her jeans puffed up, with Amy sighing in depression as she dropped her arms. "Yeah..." She whimpered. "I still have these damned pants..."