Disclaimer: Although the original concept for this story is mine, Sonic and all other related characters are property of their respective owners. The song "Shoes," is property of Liam Kyle Sullivan.

Author's Note: Hi ya'll! :) I'm going through writer's block right now; I'm not exactly sure if I want to continue with The Sonic X Files. I will take any and all suggestions; please just send me a message. I know how I want to finish this story, however. Warning: Sally bashing does take place in this story. If you are a Sally fan, you have been warned. Anyway, please R & R! Enjoy!

Sunday Afternoon

As the taxi pulled up into Sonic's driveway, Amy was already beginning to dread the remainder of the day. She stepped out of the taxi and paid the cab driver his due. She asked the cab driver to stay in the driveway for a few minutes while she went to pick up Sally. She began to wonder if Sally was at the house, "God, I hope that ugly slut isn't at home," she thought to herself, "I want to help Shadow, but it would give me an excuse to be away from her."

The pink hedgehog observed the scene around her, and she soon wondered how Sally could even think about sacrificing any of her luxuries, let alone actually settle for less than absolute perfection. Although Sonic didn't live in a decrepit environment, he certainly didn't live in an extravagant mansion. The house was relatively small at 1800 square feet with a small front and back yard. With two bedrooms and two bathrooms, a decent sized kitchen and living area, the house wasn't exactly noteworthy. She rang the doorbell, and Sally answered the door after a few moments. She was chewing gum and blowing obnoxious bubbles.

"What do you want?" she asked snidely, "I thought I told you to stay away from Sonic!"

Amy could see the large quantity of gum in Sally's mouth; Sally could be so disgusting when she was chewing food.

"Look, Sally, I have another boyfriend, so you have absolutely nothing to worry about," Amy replied wearily; she had lost count of how many times she had to explain that she was no longer infatuated with Sonic. "I'd heard that you were staying with Sonic while you had your house renovated. I came over to ask if you wanted to go to the mall with me."

"Why would I want to go shopping with someone like you?" Sally obviously thought that she was superior to Amy.

"I just wanted to hang out with you, as a friend," the pink hedgehog replied. She then thought to herself, "Why, are you such a mean person that you can't even be decent to people? I can't understand how Sonic could stand you for even five minutes, let alone be his girlfriend."

"Fine, I'll go with you, but only to stores that I like. Is that understood?" She demanded, annoyingly chewing her gum.

"Alright, I understand." Amy replied wearily; she soon realized that not only was Sally obnoxious, but that she was also an obsessive control freak. Only one thought could console her 

at this stage in her life, "If Shadow doesn't punk Sonic, I swear to God I will make his life a living hell for making me babysit this stupid waste of brain cells."

What Amy didn't realize was that Shadow was hiding behind one of the flowering shrubs on Sonic's porch. With plenty of nails and super glue, he sneaked into the blue hedgehog's house right when Sally closed the door. Because he knew that Amy couldn't watch Sally forever and that Sonic and Tails' movie would be over soon, he decided to act quickly.

"This is going to get very interesting." Shadow thought to himself. He glanced at one of the end tables next to a green couch. Easily hoisting up the table, he quickly hammered the table leg into the side of the wall. After the end table was secure, he decided to nail and super glue random objects in different places on the walls and the ceiling. He saved the couch for last in order to use it as a make-shift ladder.

Shadow then proceeded to nail all pieces of furniture to different corners of the wall and ceiling. He wanted the new furniture arrangement to look like something out of a Salvador Dali painting. He would randomly place different items into different rooms. He took Sonic's bed and nailed it into the ceiling of the garage. Shadow unhooked the washer and dryer, nailing the appliances into the bathroom floor.

The only item in Sonic's house that caused the ebony hedgehog the most trouble was the fishbowl in the kitchen. Obviously, he couldn't hammer a nail into the glass bowl, and he couldn't reach any of the tables that he had super glued to serve as a resting place. Choosing to over look this difficulty, he cut some glass out of the kitchen window that was just large enough to cover the fishbowl. Having super glued the new glass layer to the top of the rim, Shadow glued the base of the bowl onto the side of the kitchen wall.

Meanwhile, while Shadow was busy ruining everything in Sonic's house, the taxi dropped Amy and Sally off in front of the Dillard's.

"Alright, Sally, where do you want to start?" Amy asked, already feeling uneasy about where Sally might drag her.

"I'm going to go get what I want; you don't have to go if you don't want to." Sally said flippantly.

"Sally," the pink hedgehog said, feeling like she was talking to a three year old child, "I didn't ask what you wanted. I asked you where did you want to start."

Suddenly, out of the blue, the song "Shoes," starts to play as Sally drags Amy by the arm into the Dillard's, straight into the shoe department. As she pressed her face against the glass of the shoe display, Sally started to sing:

Shoes.
Shoes.
Shoes.
Oh my God.
Shoes.
Let's get some shoes.


Let's get some shoes.
Let's get some shoes.
Let's get some shoes.
Shoes.
Shoes.
Shoes.
Oh, my God, shoes.
Shoes.
These shoes rule.
These shoes suck.
These shoes rule.
These shoes suck!
Shoes.
Shoes.
Shoes.
Oh, my God, shoes.

"AMY!! Those shoes look so cute on you! Let's get them NOW!!" Sally shouted at the top of her lungs, still dragging poor Amy by the arm.

"OW!! That hurt!! God, I didn't think you'd turn into some kind of shoe-obsessed maniac." Amy said while being dragged into Macy's.

Sally picked up at least a dozen boxes of shoes of different styles, sizes, and colors. High-heels, skate shoes, flip-flops, any shoe imaginable. As she dropped the boxes of shoes in front of the man at the check-out line, he made a terrible mistake. He questioned the number of shoes Sally was about to buy.

I think you have too many shoes.
Shut up!
Stupid boy.
Stupid boy.

"Sally! Get a hold of yourself! You just hurt that poor man!" Amy cried out after Sally stepped on his face.

"Yeah, and I am supposed care because…?" Sally said without any thought.

"That's it! I've had it with you and your shoes! We're going home NOW!!" Amy yelled at Sally, now taking her turn to drag someone by the arm. She hailed down another taxi and asked him to drive them back to Sally's house. They arrived just in time to see Sonic come back from a movie with Tails. As Sonic unlocked the door for Sally, they were in for the shock of their lives.

"OH DEAR GOD!! LOOK AT THIS!!" Sonic and Sally screamed at the same time.

"My couch!!" Sonic shouted.

"My coffee table!!" Sally screamed.



"I see ya'll like my furniture arrangement," Shadow said, popping out from one of the rooms.

"SHADOW!! I swear to God that you are going to suffer for this!!" Sonic growled furiously.

"Actually, I'm the least of your concerns. You should be more worried about keeping your doors locked." Shadow said with a wide smirk on his face.

While everyone in the room except Sonic and Sally were laughing their heads off, Sonic added, "One day, you'll regret this low move. Now GET OUT!!"

In the end, almost everything turned out great for all of the people involved. Shadow and Amy were once again a happy couple, while Tails and Silver went about their own lives. After Shadow bought himself a brand new Ferrari, Sonic decided to seek out revenge by ruining the ebony hedgehog's car for a second time. Shadow decides to take revenge, and the destructive cycle begins once more.

The End