A/N:Yess I know, you guys D! I am dead unoriginal for doing that. But I promise, it's not going to turn out how you would think. At least I hope not 0.o. Ewww I'm awful T.T! In the end, if you see what I do coming, please stuff some rabid… rabid… unicorns down my throat :(! And Sonicliveson, all of our scheming is screwing up my mind :P! Good god, my brain can't take those time travel plots XD.
--LA
I don't own Sonic (who, as promised, is in this chapter), or any of his GORGEOUS buds.
Amy bounced up and down on her heels, rubbing her hands together. The evening air was chilly, and she had only her red dress and boots for shelter. She knocked on the tall, metallic door again. Perhaps it was too late to call upon Tails. He had, after all, asked her over hours earlier. And even that was through Knuckles; and god knew how delayed he would have made the delivery.
She felt guilty, but she and Cream had gotten tied up in watching sappy, schmaltzy reality shows on their way out the door. She banged on the door once more, her teeth chattering.
Just as she turned to leave, she heard locks click from the door side of the door. Feeling extremely relieved, she smiled and waved into the peek hole.
Tails opened the door looking tired. The moment he saw her, however his face split into a grin.
"Amy!" He yipped happily, ushering her inside with a gusto that the chilled hedgehog would never have thought possible based on his initial groggy appearance. He tugged her by her wrist through the nearly empty work shop.
He brought her all the way across the large room until they reached one of the furthest silver tables, upon which rested what appeared to be a half-finished machine. Before she could ask what it was, Tails burst into a speech.
"See," he said, sounding proud, and almost fatherly. As he went along, he pointed out different, complicated-looking parts of the little invention, "this is just the prototype of the engine, but when it's done, it should be huge. Six feet at least. These red cylinders are the power source. I considered using regular batteries, but it's going to need such a huge amount of energy to do anything that I had to design new ones. They're connected to the rest of it with those black wires… which are coated with a high-strength mixture of latex rubber and fiberglass. And here, this blue thing-"
Amy cleared her throat in amusement. "It sounds amazing, Tails, really. But what does it do, exactly?"
Tails laughed meekly, scratching his head. "Sorry." He chuckled, still looking rather excited. "Like I said, this is just the prototype of the engine, but when it's complete, it should work as…" he hesitated, looking almost embarrassed for some reason, "well, as a sort of time machine."
Amy cocked her head in fascination. "A time machine?" she repeated, leaning in to get a closer look.
"Yeah." Tails said modestly, clasping his hands behind his back.
"But Tails," Amy said, pulling away to face him again, "why did you want me?" She hesitated, then added hastily, "Don't get me wrong, it's incredible… I'm glad you showed it to me, but what did you need me for?"
Tails smiled. "Well, it's a bit late for that now." He said, leaving Amy looking apologetic, "I wanted you to help me test something with Hina."
"I'm really sorry, Tails." She said, putting a regretful hand on his forearm. "Cream and I were busy, and we lost track of time."
"It's no problem." Tails laughed. "There was one more thing I wanted to give to you, though."
"Really?" Amy replied in surprise. What could Tails possibly have to give to her?
"Well actually," he said, his voice sounding tender and paternal one again, "It's from Hina."
"Aww!" Amy cooed, beaming. "what is it?"
Tails smiled and gestured for her to follow his lead into the kitchen. When they arrived, he grabbed a piece of paper from off of the table and handed it to Amy. She accepted it, her grin growing steadily.
The abstract scribbles on the sheet of soft pink paper would have been totally meaningless were it not for their colour. There were three coloured masses. After Amy stared at them for a moment, she understood their peculiar anatomy. They were circles with five long lines extending at points like upside-down stars. She could tell by the features on the large circles that they were the heads. The five lines were arms, legs, and tails. The first figure was small and green-blue in colour; Hina. To her right, holding her hand was a tall, pink circle; Amy herself, she thought. And beside Amy, there was a third blob. Amy knew who it was the instant she noticed that familiar shade of true blue.
"It's Sonic and I!" She said, tilting her head up and beaming at Tails.
"She made it this morning." He explained, smiling fondly at the little piece of art. "You should have seen her, Amy." He said. "She was so proud of it."
"Aww!" Amy said again, clasping her hands together. "Give her a big hug for me in the morning!"
"I will." Tails said with a wink. They both stood in quiet for a few moments, gazing tenderly down at the drawing. At the same moment that she was about to break the silence by saying that she should be leaving, the telephone rang.
"Just a minute, Amy." Tails said, jogging out of the kitchen. Amy sighed, and took a seat at the table. A few moments later, Tails returned to the room with a cordless receiver in his hand and a perplexed look on his face. "It's for you."
Amy frowned in confusion, but took the receiver.
"Hello?" She said uncertainly.
"Amy?" It was, to Amy's pleasure, Sonic speaking on the other line.
"Yeah." She said happily.
"Come over to my place tomorrow morning at five-thirty."
Amy furrowed her brow. "Why? You're never up that early."
"Well, I've got a surprise for you that doesn't sleep in."
"But Sonic-" Amy began excitedly.
"See you tomorrow." He said. Amy heard the click of the telephone being hung up. She followed suite and stared at the receiver uncertainly until Tails gave her a non-ignorable quizzical look.
"It was Sonic." she explained, feeling just as confused as Tails, "he said he has some sort of surprise for me."
"Surprise?" repeated the fox, brow furrowed.
"Yeah."
"I wonder what it could be."
Amy smiled in sly curiosity. "Me too."
Rouge blinked. She suddenly realized that there was a broad grin on her face. Her joy was incredible. It was unbelievable.
"Oh!" said Grace from behind her, sounding immensely relieved, "Well that's nothing! Just get an abortion, and we'll be fine."
Rouge turned from Dr. Hinduli to the plum fox. The bat only laughed. For some reason, it seemed like the only thing which would be done. And yet, it was a sort of insane laughter; most likely because she was feeling furious somewhere deep inside.
"You're joking!" She cackled in disbelief, "You throw a temper tantrum over some stupid gecko, and my baby's worth shit?" Grace frowned and crossed her arms, looking extremely indignant. She opened her mouth, but Rouge refused to let her continue. "No." she said flatly. "I've had enough of you. You and your childish, cocky attitude. You think you're the only one with an ounce of brains. Well, the rest of us, believe it or not, do have common sense, and we-"
"Well you and your stupid boyfriend should have had enough sense to-"
The doctor cleared his throat with awkward uncertainty. Grace shot a venomous glare in his direction. She opened her mouth to snap at him, but Rouge interrupted.
"It's none of your business whether or not I-"
"Come on." barked Grace, snatching Rouge's wrist and dragging her out of the room. The bat glanced back at the bemused doctor and gave him an apologetic, but grateful smile. The fox continued to tug her wordlessly until they were both marching up Rouge, however, chose to remain cheerful. A baby. Soon, she would have a baby. It was inside of her. Alive.
They reached the hotel and stormed inside. Grace finally stopped in front of the elevator and jabbed the up button. However, when the doors didn't open after a few seconds, she marched furiously up the stairs and back to the room.
Grace threw Rouge onto the couch and walked into her room, slamming the door behind her. Rouge scowled and mimicked the fox's nagging voice by snapping her hand open and closed.
However, she was still happy.
"A baby." She breathed, placing a hand gently on her stomach.
The next morning, the obnoxious alarm went of, singing its irritating melody of high pitched beeps. Sonic groaned and rolled onto his side, hating himself for setting it to go off at such a painfully early hour; five. He reached across the bed and hammered the clock with his fist, exerting such accidental force that is was smashed to pieces. He grumbled, but knew that Amy would be arriving soon. Why hadn't he told her to come over some time after noon, Sonic's usual wake-up time? Surely the sunset would be just as beautiful.
His bed had seldom felt more comfortable, but, with Amy and her excitement as his motivation, he managed to tear himself away from the plush beneath him.
He rolled out of bed, his eyes still glued shut, and slouched off to the bathroom. As he wet a face cloth, the doorbell rang. He jumped and widened his eyes, feeling instantly awake. He cursed under his breath; she was half-an-hour early. He forced his eyes wide in hopes that it might stretch them to their normal shape, and jogged to the door, slapping his cheeks to try and awake his senses.
He stood before the door for a moment and took a deep breath, wiping sleep from his eyes.
Sonic opened the door to greet a beaming Amy, who looked as awake as he felt tired. In fact, she looked even prettier than usual; all breathless and windblown from the early morning chill.
"Morning!" She said breathlessly, grinning at him.
"Hey, Ames." He replied with a grin, stepping out of the doorway so that she could come in. The pink hedgehog glanced around the room, craning her neck hopefully.
"It's not here." Sonic laughed. Amy's face tinged cranberry.
"I-"
"Don't worry about it." Sonic said with a wink. "But if you're that excited, we can leave now."
Amy gave him a suspicious, curious glance.
"Leave?" she repeated, "Where are we going at this time in the morning."
Sonic winked at her. He leaned in close to her face.
"You'll see." He whispered into her ear. He grabbed her thin form and hoisted her onto his shoulders. She squealed and wrapped her arms around his head.
On the bottom of the tower, Sonic ducked through the doorway and started to run. Amy shrieked and clutched tighter, her legs tightening around his neck.
The sky above them was a lukewarm indigo, and shadows of the last persistent stars still glowing feebly. On the ground, Sonic was sprinting; gaining speed, Amy still perched on his back. She was silent except for an odd yip when her unorthodox ride turned a particularly sharp corner.
After nearly an hour, Sonic stopped in his tracks, and placed Amy gently onto her feet.
"We're here." He told her. She grinned at him, but he grabbed her arm and jogged a few steps up a gentle hill. Amy glanced around at their new surroundings; she had paid attention to nothing but her skin on Sonic's while they had been running. They were standing on a grassy hill. In fact, there seemed to be nothing but rolling, grassy hills for kilometers around them. Far in the distance, a faint outline of huge mountains could be seen.
Sonic took a seat atop one of the little emerald mounds. Amy plopped down beside him.
"What is it?" She asked, peeking around. Sonic put a finger on her lips and gently turned her head to face the distant mountain range. They waited in silence for several minutes, each enjoying the other's warmth in contrast to the cool air.
Amy gasped. Suddenly, a silvery gold sliver poked above the mountain peaks. The sky around it turned a brilliant pink. Amy couldn't hold in her feelings with such beauty before her.
"I love you." She breathed, turning back to face Sonic. He was fast asleep.
A/N:Sorry for the… anticlimactic ending. There was a bunch of stuff I wanted to tell you guys… now, of course, I forget. Thanks for reading :D! Please review… thanks. Ohh I remember one of them :D! Am I the only one who… something… what was it?... am I thee only oneeee… whooo…. Blehg. Watch me remember the moment I upload. Anyways, please review :)!
--LA