A/N: Sometimes it's good to take a break from writing longer stories and just put something random up. Also this is related to Living Pains.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Living Pains: Moving In

Amy Rose was growing impatient. Her new housemate was trying his best to convince her that he didn't need to live in her apartment. She had just caught him trying to sneak out the window.

"Rose you really don't need to do all this." He said not looking at her. "I was fine the way I was." She sighed in exasperation.

"My name is Amy. You lived on the mall's roof! I'm not going to let you do that anymore." She wasn't giving him any choice whatsoever. She smiled at him. "Now go get your stuff and let's set up your room." She opened the door to what had been up to that point her guest room. "I'm thinking red and black paint. Maybe some white."

"Why?" He asked genuinely curious.

"Would you rather pink and blue?" She asked mischievously.

"I would rather shoot myself in the foot." He said giving her a sideways glare. He sighed in resignation. "I guess there's no getting out of this is there?"

"Nope!" She said with a broad grin.

"All right let's get this over with."

Shadow and Amy spent the next day looking for paint. After they found the colors she was looking for Shadow drove them home. They immediately set to work. Amy decided to start at the top and put a red trim around his room. Shadow was standing next to the ladder in case she fell.

"Be careful Rose. I don't want to look like Knuckles." She looked down in irritation.

"I know what I'm doing Shadow. And don't call me-" She began when the ladder started to tip. She screamed and grabbed it with both hands to steady herself. Unfortunately this meant she dropped her paint brush an Shadow's face. She held her breath as he stared at her. "Shadow I'm sorry!"

"Well, do I look like the Knucklehead?" He interrupted with a slight smile.

Later that day they were putting the black paint around his room when Shadow got it into his head to take his revenge. He grinned slightly.

"Hey Rose." He called to her.

"My name's-" She stopped when he flicked black paint lightly into her face. She stood there in shocked silence before grinning evilly. "Oh, you are so dead!" She flicked her brush at him. They paused for a moment.

"Did any get on me?" He asked confused. She dipped a spare brush into the leftover red paint and drew a line over his stomach.

"Some did now!" He returned her wicked grin.

"I accept your challenge!" He shouted as she cackled.

After their epic paint battle they finished painting Shadow's room. He stood there, now more red that black, and smiled in satisfaction.

"So now all we have to do is get you some furniture and clothes." Amy sighed happily, despite being splattered with both colors, .

"What's wrong with the clothes I have now?" He sat next to her on the couch.

"No offense, but you've been wearing the same shirt and pants for a month."

"I wash them!" He said defensively.

"Yeah but it's the principle of the thing." She looked at him pleadingly. He knew he was doomed the second he looked at her puppy-dog eyes.

"Fine."

The next day Shadow realized exactly how big a mistake agreeing to shop with Amy was. She woke him up at seven in the morning and forced him to drive her to the mall. He was mystified as to why he always had to drive. They spent a short amount of time buying furniture for him. Amy seemed to have already had it picked out.

"Okay Shadow now we can look for you some clothes!" She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards a clothes store. "I think you would look good in dark colors." She said brightly.

"Can't imagine why." He muttered under his breath. "Just nothing blue or pink. Got it?"

"Deal!"

"Rose I'm not going to walk around in a vest." He had gradually lost the large amount of patience he reserved for her. "Or shorts." He indicated the large pile she had set aside.

"Sonic wears them." He gave her a pointed look. "Fair enough." She smiled.

Several hours later, they returned home. Shadow once again made his bed on the couch. His furniture would not be arriving for a week. Amy and he flipped on the TV since she was too excited to sleep. As the late night movie they had been watching droned on, Amy cuddled up to Shadow and fell asleep. As it drew to a close Shadow fell asleep with Amy laying against him, his arms wrapped protectively around her.

A/N: A little Shadamy moment thrown in for you guys. See ya.