Amy Rose jumped on Shadow and Silver, trying her best to wake them up as they eventually woke up, having been provoked by Amy.
"It's about time, you too dunces showed up!" Amy exclaimed while she shook her arms about frantically. "Do you know what hell I went through to wake you up?"
Silver rubbed the back of his head since he blinked. "You sound like you had a fine adventure."
Amy farted loudly in response for she slapped Silver across the face with her right hand. "A fine adventure!? Ha! I'm lucky to be up here!" She began sniffling as tears formed in her eyes, collapsing on the grassy green rug as she pooted again, both of her hands on her face. "I honestly thought that I would freeze up in the snow..."
Shadow rolled his eyes while he typically folded his arms. "Well, there's no damn time for moping. Right now, we have to get out of here and get those jeans off of you."
"Yes, but how?" Amy asked as she kept sniffling, her tears rolling down her cheeks as she blinked, tooting again.
Shadow and Silver sighed as they both looked at each other, with Amy's loud flatulence surprisingly not waking up either Nabnut or his pink unnamed wife.
And now that weird Subspace Emissary Robot Galleom And His Commentary
"I begin to question why Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus continues writing this dreck. Amy still hasn't resolved her conflict with the gas inducing jeans, which is stupid as it is, and both Shadow and Silver are completely helpless in regards to actually helping her out! I doubt the author even plans to give this crap a proper ending! He's cashing this in as much as possible! Why can't he put the same effort to give me my own fanfic!?"
"Probably because you don't deserve 1!" An alternate version of Amy chimed in as she suddenly farted at Galleom, causing him to explode into several pieces as she posed and giggle. "Now back to the story!"