List: Darkspine Sonic759, Satora-wolf, Sonic Speed Blue Blur 23, Soul Pieces, and Sonic5521! Thanks guys!
Ooh, quick update. I know, it's very amazing, and I still don't know how I did it (probably helps that it's a short one). Anywho, to understand this chapter, you might wanna go back to drabble 27, because this chapter takes place a few days afterwards, and also because the alarm clock mentioned in this drabble is identical to the one Sonic received in drabble 27. Confused? Well then, just read on, fellow Sonic lovers. Onwards, march!
Chapter thirty-one
Alarm Clock
When Amy had given him an alarm clock full of water for Christmas, the blue hedgehog had been taken aback, but not angry, for he really didn't think that he or Amy would break it, sending water all over the bed. He'd just thought Amy was teasing him about breaking the clock, for they both knew she had broken it. But if she wanted to pretend Sonic had been the killer, well, then it made complete since to Sonic that she'd buy an alarm clock filled with water.
Since he wasn't worried about the alarm clock breaking anytime soon, Sonic didn't protest when Amy set it up a few days after Christmas just before bed, setting the alarm for 6:45 the next morning, for she and Sonic had to wake up earlier than usual to say goodbye to Amy's parents and sister before they'd head home.
"Now, be careful not to break it," Amy had teased that night as she'd climbed into bed, giggling softly. Sonic rolled his eyes.
"I'll be sure to," he teased back, before placing his arms behind his head and closing his eyes, preparing for the Sandman's visit.
"If you break it, you waste fifteen dollars you know," Amy continued, seeming not at all tired, and Sonic rolled his eyes again.
Soon, sleep had overtaken both of them, and when 6:45 came the next morning, neither had been prepared for the alarm as it rang loudly in their ears, causing instant headaches to both hedgehogs. Simultaneously, they both reached for the alarm clock, missed, and aimed again. This time, the two hit it together, and the alarm instantly stopped blaring in their ears. Amy sighed contently afterwards, snuggling deeper in the covers, whereas Sonic put a hand over his eyes, not quite used to the little light shining through their window blinds. However, he was the first to speak.
"Suppose we should get up." A murmur from Amy, and Sonic removed the hand from his eyes, blinking a few times before getting used to the light. There wasn't a lot of sun shine this early in the morning in the winter season, but it was enough for the blue hedgehog when he'd gone to sleep with absolutely no light whatsoever. Yawning, he stretched and sat up, and he turned to Amy and shook her gently, not wanting to anger her this early in the morning.
"Five more minutes?" she grumbled sleepily, pulling more of the blanket over herself, and Sonic smiled wearily at the lump in the bed before pushing back the blankets. Amy gasped as the cold air hit her body, and she curled into herself, muttering angrily as she tried reaching for the blankets Sonic had pulled away.
"C'mon Ames, we can't miss seeing your parents off," Sonic reminded her. Again he yawned, and he sent his legs off the corner of the bed, standing. Without him tugging the blankets out of Amy's reach, she managed to pull them over herself again, and Sonic decided to let her be for a few minutes while he turned up the heat in the house. It was awfully cold, he realized, his bare toes already freezing as he walked to the thermostat across the cold room.
Just as he reached it, the sound of the blaring alarm clock reached his ears, and he winced, not only because it was so annoyingly loud but because Amy was growling in exasperation, and before Sonic could stop her, her hand smacked the clock with such force that it shattered, sending water flying onto the nightstand table and the bed. At first, the two could only blink in surprise, staring at the clock-that is, the broken remainings of the clock in wonder, as water dripped down the side of the table and bed. And then Sonic, forcing himself to not sound teasing for fear of her wrath, said,
"Well. I suppose that's proof you're not a morning person."