Amy Rose woke up in her bed as she placed her right hand on her forehead. "Ahh! What a strange dream I had... I imagined that I was wearing these tight jeans that made me fart and poop all over the place..."
She then looked underneath her yellow bed covers, to see that, much to her utmost horror, she still had the tight jeans on. She screamed loudly, with Shadow and Silver slapping her across the face each.
"Amy, you accidentally bumped into your older self during the events of the previous chapter." Shadow explained as he moved his hands about, facing Amy.
Silver nodded as he placed both of his hands on Amy's shoulders. "Yeah. Doc Brown had to knock you out with some knock out gas and explain to your past self that it was all an act."
"Well, what happened to the good doctor?" Amy asked politely as she held her hands together.
Shadow and Silver frowned as they looked at each other, then turned back to Amy.
"Unfortunately... in his act of restoring the space time continuum..." Shadow commented as he sniffled, closing his eyes. "He sacrificed himself... ergo he's no longer here..."
"That's... depressing!" Amy exclaimed as she sniffled, crying as she buried her face into her hands.
"Well, it's not like this chapter could get any worse." Silver commented as he folded his arms.
Amy farted loudly, her tight jeans puffing up and her gas blast stinking up the bed tremendously as both Shadow and Silver simultaneously groaned while plugging their noses with their hands.
"Of course." Shadow grumbled as he lowered his eyes.
"I spoke too soon, as usual." Silver sighed as he shook his head in disappointment, placing his right hand on his hip as Amy kept crying and tooting.