The past week had been emotionally tiresome for poor Amy Rose. Not to mention the extra poundage she grained through depression-quenching boxes of chocolates and long hours lazing in front of romance scenes from our favorite movies. She was satisfied - however plagued at the same time with such empathy that intensely large purchases of kleenex boxes were necessary each time - with the fair amount of stories that ended with no happily-ever-afters, just like her very own situation. Nonetheless, the main heroines of the stories being viewed were often shown love throughout at least three quarters of the movies, such as in Titanic, The Notebook, and A Walk to Remember (now those are some tear jerkers). Amy didn't have that satisfaction in reality. The "love" she received was fake, she was sure. That was what crushed her the most.
At times, midway through the films, especially when the loves of heroines confessed their loves or asked for the heroines hands in marriage, Amy would feel dread and regret. Perhaps she should have accepted Sonic's hand? But no, that would be no good. Sonic wouldn't love her the way the lovers loved in the movies. The love in movies wasn't out of despair or guilt, nor was it out of the simple want of a companion in life - any companion. The love in such stories was real. Sonic's wasn't.
Amy was finally coming to her last straw by the end of the week.
"This isn't good for you," Cream informed her by the end of the week, now being especially concerned for our dear heroine in despair. "You have to stop watching romance films! It only makes things worse!"
"Leave me here to die!" groaned the heart broken hedgehog, sounding her sorrow through the blowing of her nostrils into a tissue. She launched the contaminated material onto the floor in front of her, the tissue joining a flood of snot and tears on the Jatoba Venetian Brown wood floor. "Why can't he love me like that?" Amy cried to the movie playing, where Tom Lefroy's hand forcefully clamped the back of Jane's neck, sucking her words with a desperate and strangled kiss, one unable to express even a glimpse of his undying love for her, refusing to let her go, no matter how hard she pulled away, because he just wanted her so much that he was willing to sacrifice everything he had to run away with her.
"WAAAAAAA!" Amy cried. "That's so unfair! Stupid Sonic! If you loved me, you would kiss me like that!"
Cream winced at the television, her face twisting in disgust as she saw the historical characters exchanging expressions of love through kisses that were just too inappropriate for the eighteenth century. Shuddering, Cream turned off the movie with the remote before anything more could corrupt her pure and innocent mind. "Come on, Amy," she said, carefully paying attention to her footing as to not step on contaminated tissues as she made her way to white couch. "You have yoga class this week, don't you? That'll clear your mind! Meanwhile, how does a nice facial sound? And a nice massage? And a little jog to get rid of those extra pounds you've gained because of the chocolate?"
That was the blowing statement that got Amy off her butt, as no girl likes to be told they've gained some.
"What?" she hurled. "I've gained!" She dashed to her bathroom, jumping onto her scale and biting her lip in queazy anticipation. As the numbers appeared to the screen, Amy's pale eyes widened and came to their green liveliness in horror as she let out a scream, "STUPID SONIC! HOW DARE YOU RUIN ME LIKE THIS!"
Downstairs, Cream merely rolled her eyes at Amy's tantrum, letting out an exasperated puff of air from her fine pair of lips. It was going to be a long day.
I have to say, this chapter was a lot of fun to write. It shows how easily boys ruin our lives, both emotionally and physically. ^^ Poor amy.
Meanwhile, anyone see Lilo & Stitch? That's where I got Amy to say, "leave me here to die," minus the Elvis playing in the background. Haha. I guess this chapter can be aimed a bit towards the humor section.
Also, the movie with Tom Lefroy and Jane is Becoming Jane. LOVE IT! Thanks to this marvelous story, I happily gave myself a reason to watch the movie for the seventh time, which I happened to find for five bucks at Giant Tiger! Sigh, love that movie. I also love the other three romances I mentioned in this chapter. I was crying SO HARD!
Also, there are some simularities between Sonic and Amy, aren't there? They both spend a week melting on the couch watching tv, launching their items of comfort to the floor in front of them, and causing troubles for their best friends. Sigh, those two. Course, now Amy pissed at Sonic for making her gain some weight. No girl wants to gain, after all. ^^
Hoped this chapter was sufficient. Again, not my best works. I apologize. Next chapter will start the Sonamy sequences, though. ^^