Amy Rose, Shadow The Hedgehog, and Silver The Hedgehog ended up appearing in Crisis City, Shadow having accidentally teleported the trio of hedgehogs two hundred years into one of the alternate futures. Silver shuddered as he folded his arms together.
"I have... bad memories of this place." Silver commented as he closed his eyes, shaking his head. "This is where I originally was born... and I still have chills..."
"In the city of flames..." Shadow commented as he chucked his red Chaos Emerald into the air, snatching it back in his right hand.
Amy glanced at her butt, murmuring as she let out a loud raunchy poot. "Man, I don't think me being here will improve it... knowing how gassy I am, my farts will only make this city have even more of a crisis!" She exclaimed as she placed both of her hands on her butt, letting out a deeper pitched poot.
Shadow turned to Amy as he moved his hands about. "You just have to control it, Amy. I know that's a hard thing for you to do," He then coughed while raising is left hand to his mouth, "Especially in regards to this story and the author writing it." He then shook his head as he moved his hands again, opening his eyes. "But we can't have you farting all over the place here. Or we will all burn."
"Yeah." Silver added as he moved his right hand while nodding his head. "Only thing worse than getting terrible memories of a hellish nightmare that's your birthplace is anyone gassy enough to make the fire and flames even stronger."
Amy sighed as she farted again, hearing her tuba like blast of gas echo throughout the wide fiery gorge behind her. "I'll keep that in mind..." She muttered as she closed her eyes, still wishing to get the gas inducing jeans off of her.