As Sonic flittered from place to place, his fur slowly returning to it's brilliant cobalt tone, his mind wandered to the pink hedgehog that was obviously tending to his little brother. His fur grew dark once more when he thought about the last time he'd seen her. Angry and disappointed at himself the memories played like a record on loop and he could not find the way to make it stop.

She was a glimmering sight to him, so soft and dressed in white like an angel. He had been trying to keep his more animalistic characteristics under control as her soft scent nearly drove him crazy with need.
He was 15 after all, and was a bundle of hormones increased by his fast tendencies and specialized DNA. So seeing Amy, with her mind-boggling smell, soft curves and beautiful face was more than he could control for the most part and placed him on edge.

After he had ran out, not wanting to accidentally hurt her...or worse...he took a nice long run around the planet a few times. When he returned home he was happy that she had left but a certain smell made his heart sink. Picking up the abandoned bag, he pulled out a cold chilidog that had once been so carefully wrapped and made. Was this what she was trying to give him even though he was being so cruel to her?

A fist struck out at a boulder beside the infuriated blue blur as the next memory assaulted him. Not only had he returned to find the chilidog-the best he'd ever had, even cold- but there had been a faint smell of salt water as well, obviously left by Amy and her tears. He'd hurt her so terribly then, that even if he had seen her a couple of times afterwards, especially when his little brother went missing, she never stuck around long.

Shaking his head, Sonic went back to work. This place had once been a mansion but had fallen into disrepair and memory after Robotnik had attacked, robotizing it's previous owners who-even freed-could not bear to return. It was here that he planned to make his surprise known.
Tails had been talking about needing a bigger workshop after all,...and Sonic would need a place away from home from time to time as well. Why not spruce this up for both? Only thing he had to do was convince Amy to stay with them...but would she?

Amy had fallen asleep on the couch, no longer able to keep her eyes awake. Still her memories haunted her...

*Dream*
A 5 year old Amy was running around, avoiding her tutor much to their displeasure. She had had enough lessons on etiquette and manners, now all she wanted to do was play! Her father always called her his little Rascal, which earned her the nickname of Rosy the Rascal.

Turning a corner with a giggling squeal, the little hedgehoglet did not notice the teal colored hedgehog in front of her before it was to late. With a yelp and a tangled mess of limbs, she found herself sitting in her cousins lap with his arms wrapped around her securely and an all-knowing smile grazing his muzzle. "Pray tell, dear cousin. Of what sort of devilry are you up to now?" Rob'o the hedge, at that time 10 years of age, stated to his little captive.

"I am fleeing from my daily lessons, cousin! I am not the next in line for our little kingdom of Mercia, you are, and I do not understand why they are trapping me inside so long." she replied, eloquently for one of such a young age. Rob laughed, petting her quills back down as they stuck up amusingly in all directions from their scuffle.

"You do know how our dear Aunt, your Lady Mother feels! As being the only other pureblooded Hedgehog royal family, we are allied with the Great Kingdom of Mobius. One day either I or you, or perhaps another sibling if we are so blessed, will be set to marry into that family to unite our peaceful Mercia with that of the Mobius kingdom." He chided gently, helping the hoglet back to her feet.

"But dear brother, I do not wish to marry! I want to stay here and be with you forever..." she pouted, her eyes as green as the most vibrant leaves shimmering as tears began to well. "T'would not be for a long time yet, dear cousin. Pry thee...let us retire to the Blacksmiths, he was working on a new bow for me and I do know how much you love to use the hammers."
"Okay!" She said, her little mind tossing the distressing topic far back as little minds tended to do at the thoughts of being able to play with the hammers once more. The blacksmith was also her father's favorite haunting place so perhaps he would play with her to.

*Dream ends*

With a groan, Amy awoke with the twittering birds outside her window, and a killer ache in her neck and back. With a quick check on Tails and that the windows and doors were still locked, she took a quick shower to let the cooling heat of the steaming liquid to clear her mind. She had not dreamed of her cousin in ages, and had not even seen him nor her homeland after Robotnik had attacked and destroyed everything. She knew not if he was even alive still, hiding somewhere and rebuilding their peaceful forest kingdom.

After rubbing some lotion into her fur and drying her body and quills, Amy set to work on breakfast for two. Gazing at her hands she winced, trying to hold back the tears. They still bore the cuts and burns from when she made Sonic's chilidog, strangely refusing to heal like such small wounds tended. It was as if they stayed to be the physical representation of her wounded heart almost, and with a resounding sigh she covered them with a clean pair of gloves after she finished cooking.

"What smells so good...?" A groggy little voice asked behind her, making her cute little ears swivel towards the kit standing at the doorway. "Biscuits and gravy with sausage and sunny side up eggs." Amy stated, pushing her inner pains away to smile cheerfully at the child. "Yummy!" the kit replied, eagerly settling down into one of the chairs.
After breakfast, accompanied by milk or orange juice depending on preference, Amy helped the kit take another good bath and changed his bandages. Once Tails was taken care of, watching his favorite channel in the living room after dosing up on some medicine, Amy went to her specialty room.

It was located in the basement, and was a room that none of her friends knew about except Knuckles, as he had helped her carry some of the items down here. It was her own personal workout gym, with weights, a treadmill and stair climber, ballet bar, a stereo on one side and the other wall decked out from edge to edge in a full mirror similar to ones found in dance studios and ballet. The floor was smooth polished wood and the walls and ceiling were a soft off-white color. At one corner, if she so needed a break and did not wish to climb the stairs back up into her home, she had a small comfortable chair, table and a small bookshelf.

Turning on her stereo to one of her favorite songs, "I'll Stand By You" by The Pretenders, she began to work out. Clothed in a tight tank top that showed off her belly and low riding biker shorts and a pair of socks, she twisted and turned. Perhaps this clothing wasn't suited for her age group by human standards, but she was a Hedgehog and their rules and standards tended to differ from their human counterparts in many ways.

Tails, his ears twitching at the faint music filtering in from downstairs, switched off the TV and went to investigate. Amy's apparel had startled him a bit earlier, but as this was her own home he just shrugged it off as her home apparel.
He snuck softly down, following the faint beat and rhythm of the familiar tune through a door and down the steps to the basement. He had never known Amy had a basement before, though regrettably he realized perhaps he had never paid enough attention.

Opening the door as quietly as possible, the kit poked his head into the well lit room. And gapped...and gapped...

Amy was already far into her workout, pushing herself harder than before as if to force her thoughts out with each move and step. So far was she gone she didn't even hear the kit slowly moving into the room to settle on the chair.
Was this how Amy had gotten so strong? Tails curled up with his good tail curled around him for warmth as he watched her. The pink hedgehog's fur was already matted with sweat, and she seemed desperate to do something though the meaning was lost to the kit. At least down here he felt safe, upstairs Sonic could have busted in and got to the poor child before Amy could have reacted.

Though even that made the kit shake his head. Sonic wouldn't bust in, definitely not here at least, so Tails was positive he was the safest in this house no matter where he was located. Besides, Amy impressed Tails.
She was a normal hedgehog, though her ability to summon various sized hammers of infinite number was impressive as well, but besides that she was normal. Tails had his twin tails and genius intellect, Sonic his super speed, and Knuckles was the strongest Mobian alive next to Shadow who was the Ultimate Life form.

Manic was a super thief with an intellect that rivaled Tails, and Sonia had her super spin and photographic memory. But Amy...well...no one even knew where she had come from or where her home was. Generally they didn't ask, knowing that it was probably a terrible memory for her after Robotnik came. But now Tails couldn't help but wonder. Being friends and part of the team that helped over through the tyrant and constantly defended the freed planet had it's perks definitely, but Amy had items in her home he had not considered before. Items that he would only...expect to find in a castle. Perhaps gifts from Queen Aleena or Sonia..?

Amy was lost in her mind, the music having carried her consciousness away to a better place. She mewled in pleasure silently as her muscles stretched wondrously and her joints and back popped in the right places. She was probably going to need another shower, but now if she did need to fight, she was already warmed up for the next week! Once CD had made a full rotation of its songs that Amy returned to herself, and saw the child asleep in her chair as she walked to the table that held her water bottle.

Embarrassed to have been caught, and not even knowing how long Tails had been there made it worse. Her pretty pink fur was died crimson around her cheeks, and she made the kit swear not to tell anyone. Everyone thought of her as weak and untrained, just as a child only good for swinging her hammer, it was better that way.

Just like that a week passed, and Tails did not once step foot outside. Neither did Amy for that matter, as she had stocked up prior to this event so had enough food to last. Tails was, eventually, allowed to tinker with some of Amy's work out equipment before he took her toaster apart...again...

The kit also learned new parts to Amy no one knew before.

Like how she studied constantly on mannerisms and etiquette, practiced cooking and knitting, and the insecurities that the normally outgoing hedgehoglett never showed to any one else.

Then it was like a switch, they had let their guard down for just a bit, for sure that Sonic would not come for them any time soon...only to have a knock resound on the door.

Amy, confused as she wasn't expecting visitors, thought nothing about walking up to open the door with her trade mark sweet smile...only to pale, stutter and slam the door shut.

Sonic stood there on the other side.