Sonic woke up; feeling all refreshed after his good night's sleep. He yawned and got out of bed, thinking of yesterday. It was a good day for him and he didn't regret a minute of it. Between Amy randomly going over to his place and the party at Rouge's, it had been a fine day. He checked the clock and got out of bed.

He brought out a cup of milk and started drinking it. He sighed and smiled and again, drifted into thought. This time a screeching sound awoke him from his daydreaming. He looked outside his window and saw the builder's truck right in his front yard.

He finished the milk and stepped outside.

"Hey Drake!"

"Hey man. Just came by to let you know I'm finishing up. We should be done in about thirty minutes to an hour, but no longer then that. You weren't expecting shingles on the roof or anything, were you?"

"No, I'll get to that."

"Alright, great."

"Did anyone help you yesterday?"

"Yeah, all three of em made it over. It's why we got done so fast."

"Yeah, pretty impressive. You finishing it up yourself now?"

"Yep, one man job from here on out. Alright, I'm not gonna keep you waiting any longer. I'm going to go finish this thing so that you have pretty much the rest of the day to do whatever you want with it. Should I call you when it's finished?"

"No, I'll be over. I'm just gonna finish up here."

"OK, you gonna bring your girlfriend over?" He asked.

"She's not my girlfriend!" Sonic snapped, as if Drake had been making fun of him, when reality he just asked an innocent, polite, question. However, the builder seemed to realize he'd hit a sensitive spot and was not offended.

"Hey, she's a great girl man, no shame in that," he chuckled.

"I know that! Just stop with this needless conversation."

"Alright, whatever," he laughed, starting his car back up, "All I'm saying is don't let a really good thing pass by."

He drove off, leaving Sonic to be all frustrated.

"Don't get all philosophical with me!"

But by then he had driven off and left his view, Sonic shrugged and let it be. He decided the comments were worthless and not worth taking to heart. He was enjoying being friends with Amy and wasn't about to let any silly construction worker ruin it. He went inside and dialed Amy's number.

She didn't answer the first time. He dialed again, hoping he'd just reached a wrong number. However, he got the message machine. He kept dialing a few more times before giving up for a couple minutes.

Then something occurred to him. Maybe he should just leave a message. He did so, leaving a quick 'hope everything's okay, I've got something to tell you' message.

He hung up and told himself he would sit on his couch for no longer then an hour waiting for her to return his call.

After about thirty minutes he could wait no longer. He contemplated his options. Either go over to her house and make sure everything was okay or call her again. He decided to call her again. Finally, she answered.

"Hello!" Her voice was anything joyous, as he had expected it would be.

There was grogginess, annoyance, and maybe even a hint of agony hinted within her voice. Even though she was obviously trying to hide it, Sonic could tell she wasn't feeling good.

"Hey Amy. How are you?" He asked, hoping she'd speak up.

"Fine," she blatantly lied, speaking very cautiously.

"Well, I just wanted to let you know that Drake finished building the base and that we're ready to work on it?"

"Ah!" She coughed, "Great! I'll be right- Never mind gotta throw up!"

The clanking sound, probably her dropping the phone, was heard followed by nauseating noises.

They were so bad, Sonic nearly gagged. By the time Amy got back on she said she'd be right there and sure enough the pink hedgehog was at his doorstep. Sonic was starting to think nothing was wrong, just her stomach bothering her.

But still, he was a little uneasy as he opened the door and welcomed her in. She looked anything but fine. She looked tired, exhausted and not to mention, sick to her stomach. There were dark rings around her eyes and something about her just screamed to Sonic, 'I'm not well.'

"Amy, you're not fine," Sonic firmly stated the obvious, "You're not coming with me this time."

"Sonic, I'm fine," she whined almost like a little child would to their mom.

"Not really." who says this line

He guided her dizzy, unbalanced body onto his couch.

"Tell me the truth, what's wrong?"

As if further proving Sonic's thought, she ran into the bathroom and promptly puked again.

"Man, that doesn't sound fine to me," He sighed and waited for her to get out.

The toilet flushed and she got out. She made her way to the couch and groaned miserably as she plopped onto it.

"OK Amy, tell me what is going on."

"Nothing, really. Just a little..." she trailed off.

"What?"

"Nothing at all."

"What the heck is it?" he said with a very stern face, pausing after each word for emphasis.

"Fine, I'll tell you. You know the party last night?"

"Yes, of course I do."

"Well, after you left, Rouge brought out a bunch of alcohol. I decided to stay for just a little bit longer. I had a couple drinks and didn't want to leave. This kept going on and on and I kept consuming more and more drinks. I don't exactly remember what happened because I got so wasted. All I really remember after all the drinks was waking up with a horrendous hangover."

"Yeah, that's not 'nothing,'" Sonic remarked, wondering what exactly he missed when he left early last night.

Amy sighed and agreed. She crossed her arms and tried to put on a pitiful face. Sonic couldn't help but snort at her attempt. However, her head was really starting to bother her and she took the face off, using her hands to grab it.

"Wow, how much did you drink?" Sonic asked as he took Amy into a slight embrace.

"Too much," She stated in a matter-of-fact way, "Way too much. I went with a couple of the easy stuff, but I think as the night went on, I got into the harsh stuff. It was awful."

"There's no need to worry," hsaid, letting her go, "Just relax today."

Amy tried and smiled weakly. She nodded and sat back onto the couch. She was trying to figure out what she was thinking and why she even got into the alcohol in the first place. She rarely had any anyways and even when she did, it usually was only just a little.

But last night she'd done it. She went way overboard and was going to pay a price. It was a very high price to pay; one that she wondered if she even deserved. But alas, it had to be paid and she was going to try and take it as well as she could.

Sonic looked at her. He opened his mouth to say something. He wanted to tell her he was going to go to the house and start work. Sighing, though, he didn't have it in him to leave at that moment.

"Sorry I can't help with the house," she said, as if reading his mind.

"Don't worry," he replied casually.

"Thanks."

"For what, I'm not doing anything," he said, surprised by her words.

"For being so caring and understanding."

Sonic blushed. He was just happy he could help a friend, especially when that friend was helping him as much as she was. It was really the least he could do.

"Your welcome... Oh, and you could stay over here for a little while if you want. I'm happy to help you in any way I can."

"Thank you so much Sonic. You really are a true hero."

Sonic blushed even deeper. He hoped Amy didn't notice, but he had more important things to worry about.

"Anything. Speaking of which, can I do anything for you?"

"No, not really. You can go work on the house if you wanted to. I'm good for a little bit. I'll just try to rest."

"Are you sure?"

Amy nodded.

"Well, alright then. Maybe I will," he said, going to the door, "If you need anything, just take. My fridge is pretty well stocked and I think you should be able to find something."

"Alright, thanks for everything. See you later."

"Alright! If you need anything, call me. Or, well, you can call someone to get a hold of me."

"OK, I will. Good luck."

He smiled and left.

As he ran to the house, he couldn't help but think of what exactly happened. He never knew Amy to be a big drinker at all. He only remembered seeing her have a beer at a celebration of something he had long forgotten by that time. The only other time he could remember was at that basketball game they went to a handful of months ago, where she had no more then two.

By the time he was getting deep into thought, he was there and shook it out of his head. He took a deep breath and viewed the large foundation to the house.

He decided he'd work his way down, starting with the roof. Right away it occurred to him. He was going to need roof-building materials. He also wanted shingles on the roof so he would need those too.

All of the aforementioned items were going to cost money, good money. Money he didn't necessarily have just lying around waiting to be used. He quickly remembered what he had in his account and how much he was willing to use.

"I'm gonna need some real cheap shingles," he said and sped off to the department store.

He got in and somebody asked if he knew what he was doing.

"I'm building a house. So I just had the foundation laid and now I need all the stuff necessary to complete the roof."

"OK, I think I may be able to help," the man said and lead Sonic down the store and into the roofing section.

"Do you know what you need?"

"Not exactly," Sonic answered honestly.

The clerk started to show the hedgehog all different materials.

It took them about thirty minutes, but they finished. That's when the big question came into play.

"So, how much does this all cost?"

"Hmm, well," the worker started, "All of that stuff. You're looking at about 10,000 mobians."

Sonic froze in his place. 10,000 mobians. All he had was about 6,500. There was no way he could afford it.

"Oh man, that's a lot."

"Yep," the guy agreed.

"I hate to say it, but I'm gonna have to pass on it this time."

The worker frowned, "You sure? You're gonna need a roof over your head."

"I know, and I'm sure. I just don't have the money."

He said goodbye and turned to leave.

All he could think as he approached the doors was 'what have I gotten myself into?' But for as far as he was now, he had no choice but to continue and so it came down to finding a way to make enough money to buy the supplies necessary.

Just as the door was shutting, he heard someone calling his name. He turned. It was the man he was talking with about the roof.

"You're Sonic, right?" He asked.

"Yeah." Sonic nodded.

"I hate to leave you empty handed like that. I think I can work you out a deal for all of those supplies. What do you say?"

"Ah, it's not worth it. I don't have anywhere near 10,000."

"I understand that, but I can try to work out a more reasonable price for you."

"Yeah, well I'd need such a generous deal, I wouldn't want to do it."

"Come on, you're Sonic the Hedgehog. You've saved so many lives and fought off Eggman for us so many times. It's the least I can do. You saved my daughter once!"

"Well, okay then, maybe we can work something out."

They walked back into the store and went to the cash register. There, the guy started the bargaining off.

"So, what's the most you can afford?"

"Only 6,500. I was hoping that roofing wasn't so expensive, guess I should've had more of an idea."

"No, it's okay. 6,500 is a fair deal. I think I can give you all the materials we talked about. Are you okay with that?"

"Yeah, you don't how much I appreciate it."

Sonic pulled out the money and handed it over. Then he and the worker went back into the roofing section to gather the building materials again.

Once they had collected it all, Sonic got set to take it with him.

"Thank you so much again. You really saved me."

"Don't worry about it, you deserve a break for all that you've done. Just, one favor,"

"Yeah?"

"Please don't let word of this out, I'd lose my job faster then you can run if my boss learns about it."

Sonic chuckled a little, "Alright, you have my word. Well, have a good day!"

He started walking out.

"You too, I hope the house looks good in the end."

Sonic took the supplies with him to the foundation of the house and thought, for a moment, about what he was going to do. Sure, last night he'd been online trying to find out how it was done. He also watched the TV with instructions on how to build a roof. So it's not that he didn't feel knowledgeable, it's that, now that he was standing in front of the house, it seemed like such an impossible task.

Pushing those thoughts to the back of his head, he took a deep breath and walked up to the roof with all the materials he needed to start with.

A couple hours in, he was still working on step one. He wiped some of the endless sweat off his forehead. It wasn't as hot as it had been recently, but it was still nice and warm, to say the least. It helped a little that the sun was behind the cloud at the moment.

But still, Sonic was laboring just to finish it. He looked up and saw all the unfinished work. He started to think about Amy. Right then he realized something. Without her this project was taking much longer, maybe twice as long! That and it was much more fun with her around. Here, he only had himself. He also didn't really feel like cracking any jokes to himself.

He tried to shake the thoughts off for the day, thinking that Amy would be ready tomorrow. That may have been true, but still, he couldn't quite stop that feeling. It really wasn't the same without her around. He started to wonder how she was doing at his place. He felt bad, for a moment, that he wasn't there to help her. He felt selfish leaving her in his place to deal with a bad hangover.

Then it occurred to him. With Amy it was a lot more fun and they got much more work done together. He dropped what he was doing, jumped off the roof, and ran back to his own house to see how she was doing.

Opening his door, he looked on the couch. Not there.

He checked his kitchen. Nowhere.

Then he checked the bathrooms. No.

Finally, he tried the bedrooms to see if she had decided to rest. But no, no Amy.

He was starting to get a little nervous. Where'd she go? Did she try to go to the doctor?

He thought he'd try her house just in case. He opened his door and slammed it behind him, taking off.

There, he knocked on the door. Sure enough, the pink hedgehog answered it.

"Sonic!" She squealed.

"Hi Amy. Why'd you come over to your house?" he asked as he walked in.

"I felt better, so I figured I might as well come back here!"

"Oh, good to hear," Sonic sighed in relief and sat down.

"So, can I get you anything?"

"Maybe just a water, I don't need much."

Amy went into her kitchen and brought out a water.

"I'm cooking dinner right now," she smiled.

"Cool, what are you making?"

"Not much. Just some soup. I'd be really happy if you'd stay and eat it with me."

"And I'd be happy to," Sonic nodded.

"Thanks."

"Don't worry about it. I'm sorry I didn't stay earlier to help you."

"That's not a problem."

With that, the two sat on the couch together and started talking about the day they had had. Sonic told her about the nice deal he had gotten and everything else. He tried to talk around the fact that he had stopped early pretty much just to see her.

The day went on pretty nicely, with Amy making a very good soup.