A/N: Thank you, Crazy Muffin Assassin for proofreading and editing.
Silver's POV
Approximately one year later…
The last year of my life has been one of the utmost happiness, albeit a bit short on action. The incident with Mephiles was the last major catastrophic event to happen. Since then, nothing severely life threatening happened. The only danger I've been seeing as of late are the new Panther McMillan detective novels I've been reading. Although, I can't say I'm unhappy with not being in constant danger, a little action every once in a while certainly wouldn't hurt. Dr. Eggman would pop up occasionally, but Sonic could usually take care of him by himself.
Speaking of which, we saw Sonic and the others from time to time; Sky dropped by periodically too. We even saw Joseph and the band before the start of their new tour, a few months ago. Since then, we haven't done much.
It just so happened that Sky decided to drop by today. "To what do we owe this unexpected visit?" I asked, standing in front of the front door.
"I just thought I'd come by and say hello, seeing as how I'd be in the area," she responded. I invited her in and we walked over to the couch.
"How've you and Shadow been lately?" I asked.
"We've been fine, but Shadow took a bullet in Milan on G.U.N. business, and he'll have his arm in a sling until his collarbone heals. I was just on my way to pick him up at the airport." Knowing Shadow, he'll ditch his sling the first chance he gets; he hates listening to people.
"Shouldn't you be going then? I mean, you wouldn't want Shadow to wait long." Blaze suggested. I cringed. It always starts with a comment like that. Someone says something with a rude implication, and before you know it, it's a full-blown shouting match.
I mentally braced for impact. "His flight won't get in for another forty-five minutes." I exhaled; crisis averted. She took it better than I thought she would.
"So, how have you and Blaze been doing, Silver?"
"We," I cleared my throat. "We've been doing great. I mean, nothing really dangerous or life threatening has happened lately, so we haven't been doing much."
"Silver, dear, could you go fetch the mail?" Blaze asked. I got up off the couch and walked over to the front porch. The weather was actually very nice today. The sun was shining and there wasn't a cloud in sight. All the flowers were in bloom and the birds were chirping.
I opened the tin box sitting on the railing and pulled out its contents. I flipped through the various envelopes, looking for anything out of the ordinary junk mail. One letter, with messy, nearly illegible handwriting, caught my attention. I stood a moment, trying to read the writing before giving up.
"Blaze, what do you make of this?" I asked as I walked back inside, handing her the letter. She looked over the letter, carefully deciphering the garbled handwriting.
"It's from Joseph," She said, after several minutes of squinting. She opened the envelope and began the read the letter. Fortunately, the letter inside was typed, and much easier to read. "Dear Silver, Blaze, and Sky, me and my girlfriend Victoria are getting married, and you guys are invited. Our big day is the twenty-fourth of March, in Camden Lock, London. They're plane tickets included, so you guys don't have to worry about getting there. See you guys in March. Sincerely, Joseph and Victoria."
My jaw dropped. Joseph, possibly the craziest, most spontaneous, craziest person I've ever met, is tying the knot. "Jeez," I said. "We better pack."
A/N: At this point, I think it's rather obvious that there will be a sequel. That being said, I won't start posting it for a few months, as I'll need time to plan it out so I can write it quickly and efficiently.
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