CHAPTER 1

(Amy Rose)

Amy was in the city, desperately searching for a new pair of boots since the pair she was wearing were completely ruined. She grit her teeth as another group of people shot her odd looks. What did she do to deserve this?

After three blocks, she couldn't stand it anymore. As soon as she saw a fancy boutique, she rushed in before anyone saw her. Skimming her hands over silk and jewels, Amy made her way to the way back where the shoes were. Smiling, she picked up some black pumps and turned it around in her hand, wondering what kind of shoes she should get. Then she saw it. The horrible, ghastly sight.

"Oh my-" Amy gasped in horror. The pumps dropped from her hands and hit the floor with a soft thump.

There, a few feet away, was her image reflected in a floor-length mirror. Though, incredibly, she wasn't covered in dust, her red dress and gloves were scratched and ripped as much as her boots. However, that wasn't her biggest concern.

Amy reached up and delicately touched her quills. With her headband missing, her quills were messy and since they had gotten longer over the last few years, they were tangled and stuck out in every direction possible. She dropped her hand and frowned, her brows creasing together. Looking away from the mirror, she got an idea as she took in all the different things in the shop available to her.

A few moments later...

Amy Rose burst open the door of the boutique and posed with her hand over one hip as the doors closed. She was wearing a golden tanktop under a long sleeved fishnet shirt, black leather short skirt with silver buckles along the side, and violet boots with bejeweled heels. She smiled as she brought the beautiful amethyst she wore around her neck on a silver chain closer to her lips. Feeling very happy, Amy ran off across the street and disappeared into an alley.

Inside the boutique, the owner had just come out after using the bathroom and surveyed her store. No customers. But then something caught her eyes. It was her prized display case with the rare amethyst nowhere to be seen.

"I've been robbed!" he cried. He quickly took the phone and dialed 911. "Police! Police! I've been robbed! Robbed, I say!"

(Cream the Rabbit)

Cream sat by one of the outside tables at Susie's Cafe, swinging her feet to and fro. She had gotten cleaned up with fresh clothes and had even added a lacy bow on her left ear.

She sighed. "Gosh! Tails is running late! I hope he's okay!"

She pointedly put her head on her hands and looked up at the sky, frowning as if a storm was coming. She looked to her left and saw an elderly couple walking together, smiling at each other as if the world contained only them. The imaginary storm thundered. She looked to her right and saw a park across the street filled with couples cuddling together on a bench and holding hands. It started to rain.

A male rabbit about the same age as Cream walked up to her. "Hey! If you have some free time, let me get you something to eat!"

Lightning struck.

Cream slammed her hands down on the table and bolted up from her seat. "No. Thank. You!" she growled, shooting flames from her eyes.

Shocked and scared, the male rabbit quickly mumbled an apology and left as fast as he came, if not faster.

"Um, Cream? Is that you?" Cream turned towards the sound of her name being spoken. Knuckles stood by, wearing a confused look on his face.

Cream brightened. "Hey, Knuckles! How are you? Wait, first of all, have you seen Tails? We're supposed to be going on a date soon, but he isn't here yet." Her ears slightly drooped in disappointment.

Knuckles blinked. Tails? And Cream? Together on a date? "When did this happen?" he blurted out.

Cream, who was busy twirling around happily, stopped and stared at Knuckles in amazement. "Since forever! We're going to get married and have five children! I've already picked out the names!"

Knuckles felt slightly ill. Wait. He's had this feeling before...around a particular pink hedgehog... With this new thought in mind, he stared intently at the strange rabbit in front of him. Cream smiled as if the world was nothing less than the most beautiful place and if he looked closely, Knuckles could see hearts in her eyes. Yep. This was a bunny in love. And not just any love. Amy-styled love, where the unfortunate guy was doomed to suffer the pains of a stalking, overly-hyper, crazy female.

Then, Cream saw Tails approaching them and squealed with glee. "Tails! My love!" She launched herself towards the poor fox, shoving Knuckles into the road as she went.

"Gaahh!" Knuckles flailed his arms. The cars rushed by, spinning the red echidna onto the other side of the road without any major injuries. He collapsed onto the sidewalk and looked up just in time to see Cream whisk away Tails to who-knows-where. "...Good luck, Tails..."

(Rouge the Bat)

Knuckles was in Sunlight Meadows where he knew Angel Island was waiting for its guardian to return. He still felt dizzy after the encounter with Cream.

'Was Cream always like that? Maybe she was with Amy too long or something." he contemplated, rubbing his chin.

While he was pre-occupied over staring at the sky and thinking, he didn't see the female picking flowers in front of him.

"Woah!" Knuckles shouted as he tripped over the female.

"Eeek!"

The two tumbled down the hill...

And they fell...

And fell...

...Still falling...

"What's with this HILLLLLLLL?" Knuckles shouted, ending up with a mouthful of flowers.

Finally, they crashed with Knuckles on top. The first thing he did was cough out the flowers from his mouth. The flowers fell onto the female's face and she squealed. The sound made Knuckles' ears twitch up in surprise.

"R-Rouge?" he stuttered out.

Rouge blinked up with large, deep blue eyes. "Hello, Mr. Knuckles." she said with a voice sweet as honey.

The rainbow of soft petals caressed her flushed face. The blush seemed redder in contrast to her snow white face. To Knuckles, it was as if he was in a bed of spring and with Rouge underneath him, he had an irresistible urge to kiss her... as he always did when she was around. He drew his face closer to hers- his lips parting in a soft sigh, like silver clouds blowing onto the blue sky above, and his eyes looking deep into hers. Her blush grew brighter and her eyes widened into two nervous pools. Just as their lips were about to touch, reality set in.

"Wait...did you just call me Mr. Knuckles?"

Rouge burst into small tears.

'Oh dang it...' Knuckles slapped himself mentally. 'I just made Rouge cry...wait...Rouge crying?'

"Please don't hurt me, Mr. Knuckles! I didn't mean to make you trip! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Rouge sobbed, rubbing her eyes.

Knuckles stared helplessly.

"Uh...Don't cry, please. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Are you okay? Just. Stop. Crying!" Knuckles flustered over her. He rolled away, sat Rouge up straight, and gently dusted off the petals that clung to her fur. When she continued to cry, Knuckles hid his face behind his face and turned towards his island that now floated over them, shading them from the sky.

'Someone! HELP ME!' Knuckles prayed.

This is my first time trying to write a humorous tale...so plz go easy one me... .'

But comments are still appreciated! Plz review! XD XD XD