Amy stood outside alone, where there were many tall grasses. (Like a grassland) She looked at the snow falling down. She had a long sweater used for a dress with a scarf around her neck that seems to be wrinkled and damaged. This was related to what happened in her childhood except that in her dream, she's her age. She thought about herself miserably looking up at the bright sky filled with enormous clouds.

"It's weird. The snow, why is it so beautiful?"

Amy balled her fist. Her eyes were watering tears and her mouth was trembling, feeling sad. A tear landed on her cheek and fell on her boot, hating everything she had dealt with.

"Why do I have to deal with fighting people that judge me and call me ugly? Why do people ignore me when I talk to them? If the world looks beautiful, why am I here?"

Sonic appeared, walking to play in the snow with his sweater and his red shoes. He noticed Amy standing there alone. He walked there to see what's going on.

"Maybe they're right. I'm not beautiful."

"Don't say that!"

Sonic walked up and grabbed Amy's fist. Amy looked up in shock. Her eyes widened, filled with tears.

"S-Sonic?"

Sonic gave a direct eye contact to Amy. Her green eyes were sparking from the reflection of the sky.

"You can't let those people get you down Amy. There are many people out there that wants to make someone's life miserable, but you can't let that stop you from being happy in your life."

"But Sonic, it hurts. I've been called names and had fights."

"Did you win?"

"Sonic!"

Sonic jumped as Amy yelled at him, realizing what he just said. Amy smiled a little.

"Sorry! Sorry!"

"And yes. I have a hammer you know."

"Awesome! You can fight your way out of i.."

She didn't say anything. Sonic realized a scratch she had on her arm and a little bruise on her cheek. He also noticed her wrinkled clothes.

"Oh… sorry Amy. Maybe fighting's not the answer."

He brought out a bandage in his front pocket of his sweater and laid one on Amy's arm. Amy looked down at the grass nervous.

"Let me guess, one was a cat?"

"Yes, Sonic. One was a cat."

Amy gave Sonic a cold stare realizing that he asked too many unnecessary questions, but found it somewhat funny.

"But I don't mean hurt literally, but emotionally."

"I know how it is Amy, I promise that I'll keep people from hurting you. But don't let 'em put you to negative thoughts like that. You're beautiful and you know it. Everything about you is beautiful. Your smile, your laugh, your innocent blush …"

Sonic got interrupted by Amy's blush which proved his point. He smiled and pointed at her.

"There's the innocent blush!"

She laughed at him and punched his arm.

"Shut up Sonic."

"There's the laugh, and the smile!"

She laughed again, grabbed his shoulder, and shook him to shut him up.

"You're so naive. Thank you, but what if there's no one to love me and thinks I'm aggressive?"

"Everyone is aggressive, even without violence. Oh, and Amy?"

"Yes, Sonic?"

Sonic laid his hand on her bruised cheek and rubbed it with his thumb.

"I love you."

Sonic kissed Amy. Amy's eyes widened once again and her tears dripped with joy. She blushed constantly and her leg was forcing back. She felt warmth of romance like she just melted. As Sonic finished, he turned back with a smile.

"I better be going."

"Sonic…"

"It's time for you to face reality Amy. Are you ready?"

Amy held her bruised cheek and wiped her tears. She smiled at Sonic and stood there, blushing. Sonic looked at Amy, waiting for an answer.

"Yes, Sonic. I am now, thanks to you."

"Well you shouldn't…"

"Huh? Why?"

Amy got confused. Sonic turned to her and gave a thumbs up and a huge grin.

"…Because it's just a dream!"

"No! Are you serious?"

Sonic flew away laughing like Woody Woodpecker. Amy got severely mad.

"He can't fly! This is a dream! Mother….!"

The dream ends.