JUDAS
Chapter 14: Stricken
"Morning, Sonic. I made you breakfast." Amy said, barely glancing at her boyfriend as he grunted and slid into the chair at the kitchen table. The twins were napping (finally), and Sonic needed some fuel. Both parents had spent a sleepless two weeks with the twins. Sonic was the ever-watchful eye, who only closed these when he yawned or sneezed, and Amy would breastfeed and sing to them when they wouldn't fall asleep.
The little boy would cry and cry all night, and his voice would never give out. But the little girl was an angel. They only slept together and at the same time. The only time they could bear to be separated was when one or the other was breastfeeding. Sonic noted how the little girl's eyes became very wide and all the more curious as the nights went on. An episode had not happened for weeks. She was fine. She was going to live.
Sonic yawned and accepted his daily cup of coffee. Both parents needed it to stay awake now, so they were keeping it in the house. The blue hedgehog hated the taste, but he was glad for the strength it gave him.
"Do you want breakfast?" Amy asked. She was starting to lose her baby weight, because staying up late didn't give you much of an appetite. Many a morning the parents went without food. And afternoon. And evening. She yawned.
"In a bit." Sonic stared into his coffee, dark brown as a wet cow. "We need to talk about the thing."
Amy pulled herself into the chair opposite. "I knew this was coming." She muttered bitterly.
"Amy!" Sonic spat suddenly. "Why would you put off telling me that you were pregnant?! Why would you risk that?! I think we're glad the boy doesn't have any defects! I was banging you night and day, Amy! What--"
"Don't yell at me, Sonic. I didn't know you'd be okay with me being pregnant."
"What's that supposed to mean? I was going to marry you, anyway!"
"Shut up!" Amy roared, standing and slamming her fists down on the table. All was dead silent. Sonic looked curiously up at his wife, unaware she had so much anger in her body. She was heaving with the anger, even!
"Amy…" Sonic soothed, reaching out his hand. She slapped it away. "C'mon, Ames, I was only…"
"Sonic, do you even know what it's like for girls?" She questioned him, her voice beaten and quiet. "We have to carry the babies. We're blamed for having sex. I don't want to be blamed for carrying a combination of our genes. These kids are great. They've brought us closer together. Times are hard, but…" She looked at him sincerely, tears in her eyes. "Are you…going to leave me, Sonic?"
"No." Sonic looked deep into Amy's ocean green eyes. "No. Not while our daughter's life is in danger. No. I won't. I can't."
"You won't eat?"
Sonic shook his head. "I haven't been truly hungry in quite a long time. I'll be honest."
Amy nodded. She believed him. "Me either. But I eat a little to make sure my milk is still good."
"You look great, Amy." Sonic told her, smiling weakly.
"I wish I could say the same for you." Amy teased, smiling back.
"Yah, I know, right? I look like I've been marooned!" He laughed at himself.
"Sonic?"
"Yes, Amy?" He swallowed down the coffee in one swig and stood, stretching, yawning. He looked bad. His eyes had deep black bags under them, and his fur was oily and messy. Yet…he was still just as sexy as he'd been in bed. He'd been wonderful, moving with such ease and grace…she forced herself to focus on his face, his eyes. Just so she wouldn't think of his glorious cock.
"Thanks." She winked at him. "You've been a big help."
"Can I be a big help by snoozing?" Sonic wondered tiredly. "Feel like I haven't slept in ages."
"Go ahead." Amy told him. "Then it's my turn."
"You're sly. I think that's very sexy."
"Shut up, Sonic. I don't think we need another kid right now."
"It only takes nine months! Ow!" He rubbed his head because she had thumped him with her slipper. "What was that for?!"
"You were right: childbirth hurts like a bitch."
He laughed at that until he fell asleep.