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Chapter 14: You're busted

No, no, no this can't be happening...please tell this is just my imagination! Amy was rooted to her place, her back facing the least possible person she wanted to discover her whereabouts after school.

"What in the world are you wearing?" Sonic asked confused. He eyed her from head to toe and couldn't help but admire every feature the outfit had brought up of her feminine form, although he kept that to himself.

Amy slowly turned around to face him, her face a display of complete horror.

"Don't you think it's a little early for Halloween?" he smirked as he leaned at the wall, facing her.

"I...I...uh..." she stuttered. She laid her hands on her waist and appeared stern to mask her panicked resolve, "What are you doing here?"

"You haven't exactly answered my question yet."

"I didn't come here to talk to you," she told him.

"So why are you here?" Sonic insisted. "You didn't come all the way here from school just to show off did you?" He buried his hands inside the pockets of his hooded sweater as he quirked one corner of his lips.

Amy glared at him, "So I like to dress up? So what?"

"Couldn't your taste be any lamer?" he teased. He sounded unconvinced. He knew that it's unlikely of her to be going around displaying herself to people in an outfit like that. He scanned their surroundings and that only increased his suspicion. "You're having your dress-up game in the dump?"

Amy blushed. "Go home Sonic it's late!" she ordered when she ran out of excuses. His timing can never be worse; she was just recovering from the previous "incident", now another one emerges. Can't he leave her in peace?

"Shouldn't you be too?" said Sonic, the sound of his voice penetrating through Amy's thoughts.

Amy's jaw hung for a moment as she tried to compose an excuse to drive away the cerulean hedgehog from her presence. "It's not that late," the female hedgehog said as she crossed her arms over her chest, doing her best to contain herself from the urge of running away.

"If it isn't that late, why are you sending me home?" Sonic countered. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

Amy had nothing more to say to cover herself from the blue speedster's curiosity. He obviously won't go away unless she does too. She searched her head for more words to say but her mind was as empty as a barren, waste land.

Letting out an agitated sigh, she turned away so Sonic was staring at her back. "Don't you have homework to do, Sonic?" she said rather motherly like, accentuated by the tapping of her foot.

Sonic thought so too, so he played along, "Gosh mother I already finished mine. But don't you have homework to do too?" He chuckled.

Amy spun on her heels to confront Sonic. She remembered something. "That reminds me, did you take my notebook?" she demanded.

"Don't try and change the subject pinky," he said glaring at her. "And as for your notebook,"—he reached inside his sweater's pocket—"Here." He handed her red notebook to her.

"Thank you," she said.

"It was just lying on top of your desk when you left. I thought of bringing it to you at your house but it seems destiny changed its course," Sonic chuckled. "So, back to you and the current situation; tell me, what are you really doing out here?"

Amy was going to rationalize again when the back door flew open and a worried Ostres appeared. "Amy, are you okay out here? Wha—she cut herself off at the sight of Sonic. She cleared her throat, "Am I interrupting something?"

Amy bushed realizing what the orange cat has assumed. She tossed and waved her hands above her incredulously, a gesture of defence. "No!" Amy yelled. "He's leaving. Let's go back inside."

"But—"Amy didn't give Ostres a chance to say anything. She forcibly pushed her to go inside and leave Sonic to himself to figure out what was really going her did once they were no longer outside.

Amy closed the door behind her and leaned her back against it as her face displayed horror. She heard faint footsteps slowly fade away which somehow calmed her down a bit.

Ostres stood in front of her and crossed her arms. "Okay what was that about?" she demanded.

"I'm doomed!" Amy panicked. "He found out!"

Ostres was confused. "Found out what?"

"That I work here!"

"What's so bad about it? Are you ashamed of having this job?"

"That's not it. Don't you see this gives him the greatest opportunity to ruin my life? He'll probably go around announcing it to everyone and worse he'll treat me like I'm a real servant!" Amy walked side to side acting flustered. "What do I do? What do I do?"

Ostres grabbed her on the shoulders and looked her straight in the eye. "Hey, you're over-reacting. You're not even sure that he figured that out yet. Breathe and relax."

Amy did just that. "You're right." She placed a hand on her forehead. "I guess I'm making small things into a big issue."

"Good," the feline patted her shoulders, "now go out there; costumers are waiting.

Amy nodded.

"Here you go sir; a bowl of mushroom soup," she smiled and placed the orders on the costumer's table. "Would that be all?"

"Yes thank you,"

"My pleasure," Amy bowed and left his presence. She somehow managed to toss away the thoughts bothering her and managed to work peacefully without any distractions whatsoever. Perhaps things are going to be good from now on.

The bell rang when another costumer entered. Amy turned around to greet whoever it is. "Good evening sir, welcome to—" She spoke too soon. Her eyes were almost as large as the dinner plates as they recognize the person that appeared before them. I think my eyes are playing tricks on me.

Sonic stood before her with a barely shocked expression. He smirked finally realizing why she was so defensive earlier. "Well, well, well what do we have here, Pinky. Shocking! I think I'm starting to really clear the fog in my head."

Amy dropped her head. He has to talk so loud? Now, practically everyone inside was staring at her making silent thoughts about herself.

Sonic saw her clench her fists and bared her teeth. He prepared himself for one of her rants but instead, what he got was different.

Instead of lashing out at him with her sharp tongue, Amy lifted her head and flashed him a very bright smile. "Good evening sir welcome to Emberdawn. Allow me to show you to your seat." She gestured for him to follow her. She walked to an empty table and Sonic followed after her with this perplexed expression painted on his face.

She held the chair for him. Sonic seated and checked out their menu. He could see that although her smile was bright and enchanting, the corner of her mouth was twitching like crazy. Probably she was holding any nasty remarks about him that would blow if triggered.

"Have you decided yet?" she asked nicely, through bared teeth.

Sonic grinned, tapping his lips with his forefinger as if delving into deep thought. "Yeah, I think I need some detailed information to fill my cup of puzzlement and some specific facts for my plate of as-to-how-pinky-came-to-work-here?" he asked good-naturedly.

Amy giggled harshly, gripping her small notebook, "I'm afraid we don't serve that here sir. I suggest you take a look at the menu. " Even here he still acts like a major pain in the neck, there's just no safe place for her in his presence.

"Gee, too bad. But I think I'll have one of your lasagne if you don't mind though." His eyes danced with amusement; taking silent pleasure of Amy's forced smiles and feasting over her discomfort.

"This will take some time to prepare sir; I hope it's not inconvenient for you to wait for a little while?" Amy's hands were trembling with fury that any moment soon, she's going to break something. How mush it's this blue hedgehog's nose though.

Sonic leaned his back on the chair and placed his hands and rested his head on his open palm. "Not at all; take all the time you need. I'm here all night."

How much Amy wished that he wasn't.

Amy went to the kitchen. As soon as the door behind her closed, she punched the wall, sending a chain of vibrations from its starting point up to the floor and ceiling. Felise happened to walk pass her and felt the slight trembling of the area. "Is something wrong Amy?"

Amy shook her head. "No, just a really, really annoying costumer showed up."

The door to kitchen opened revealing a disturbed Maea who tugged on Amy's dress as she came closer to her. "Amy, I think I saw Sonic out there," she informed her.

"Is he the annoying costumer you were talking about?" Felise asked.

Amy nodded.

They peeked through the rounded-glass window of the kitchen's door to watch Sonic who remained where Amy has led him when he entered the restaurant. He still hasn't moved from his previous position. He caught the girls spying on him, so he waved and smiled at them.

The three immediately sunk downwards and squatted to hide themselves. Amy hugged her legs and remained squatting while the two stood up. "What am I going to do? He's going to make my life miserable!" She grabbed each of her ears and pulled them as if she was going to rip them clean off her pink head.

"Maybe he won't,"Maea said, trying to lift her despondent soul.

"Yeah, maybe he's just here, like an ordinary costumer, trying out new food to satisfy himself," Felise spoke this time.

Amy remembered why she was there in the first place, so she stood up and went to Ostres. After a while, the lasagne was finally done and Amy brought it to the blue hedgehog hoping he won't say anything that'll strike a nerve or better yet, leave as soon as he's done eating.

"Here you are sir, hot and fresh out of the oven."

"Thanks." Sonic took the plate.

"You're most welcome," she flashed him another forced smile before leaving.

Amy addressed other costumers, but Sonic still hasn't left. He kept ordering knew food for him to have a reason to stay. It was quite surprising that he has enough room in his stomach for five different dishes!

"Is he gone yet?" Amy asked Maea when she came in the employee's dressing room, hoping for a yes.

Maea shook her head. "No, he's still glued to that spot. I don't think he has the intention to leave."

Amy face-palmed and ran her hand across her face. If Sonic has something up his sleeve she's not eager nor does she want to find out what it was. What is it that he want from her? Isn't he satisfied of humiliating her all the time at school, now this?

"No need to worry though," Maea said lifting up Amy's spirits. "We're closing any time soon. You don't have to worry about him anymore."

After half an hour the restaurant closed. Sonic finally fled, much to Amy's relief. They fixed the place up to ready it for another cycle tomorrow, and then got dressed and went home. Amy was the last to leave since their boss had intrusted her to lock the doors when they close up.

Amy wore a jacket to protect herself from the coldness the night has brought. She checked the time. 9:30, she still has time to do her assignment and have a good night sleep. She glanced from different directions for any sings of the blue blur. None. She sighed deeply and proceeded.

But she was wrong once again.

"So that was why you were out that night." Sonic said remembering the night he saw Amy walking alone in the night.

Amy jumped as high as she could at the sound of Sonic's voice. Her groan echoed through the streets they were passing by.

"Quiet down pinky, you'll wake up the neighbours," Sonic grinned.

"Shut up," she murmured as if what Sonic said was true.

"So?"

"So what?"

"Aren't you going to tell me?"

"Tell you what?" Amy kept acting arrogant although she knew what he meant. The mischievous smiles he sent her gave her goose bumps.

"That."

"That what? Be specific!"

"Never mind, it appears you don't like to talk about it," he smirked.

"Good for you to finally notice."

Amy quickened her pace but Sonic still kept up with her. The moon shone brightly above the dark sky which provided some light on her way. She walked even faster this time. Still no use. She was now running and the sound of her feet emitted from the boardwalk.

She stopped to get some air. She looked back to see if Sonic was still following her. She sighed in relief when there was no sign of him. She was about to continue walking when Sonic emerged from the shadows and stood in front of her.

"So what are we running away from?" he asked acting innocent.

"Don't you have better things to do other than stalking me?" she said.

Sonic placed his fingers on her lips to shush her. "You're talking to loud," he whispered.

Amy swatted his hand and glared at him. "You are really trying my patience, Sonic! Why can't you just leave me alone? Aren't you going to be satisfied until you've completely ruined my life?"

Sonic was wide eyed, staring at Amy's feminine chest, heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Amy continued, "Aren't you even a little bit bothered by when I kissed you at our play?"

She paused. I said what?

Heat consumed her face, like it was almost glowing in the night. That came out unexpected. She didn't know that was going to come out of her mouth. She wished she hasn't brought that up.

Yet Sonic didn't appear the least bit concerned. He tried to clean his ears with his forefinger as he took in the matter. "I decided not to let it bother me because I know it'll do me no good," he admitted.

Amy was shocked. "You-you're okay with that?" This isn't the Sonic she knew and hate. "You're not bothered at all?" her voice became unknowingly softer each time she spoke.

"Nope." Sonic nodded. "Are you?"

She avoided his gaze and turned to the side. "A little bit." Amy felt slightly odd opening-up to him.

Sonic petted her head, stroking it affectionately. "Hey don't be hard on yourself, you're not wonder woman you know." He smiled down at her and Amy found herself hypnotized by the intensity of his gaze. Why can't she look away? This was one of those rare times where he was nice towards her. And there's seemed to be something about his eyes that's keep on pulling her.

"Besides, it's a meaningless kiss no need to get worked up about it." Sonic paused. "Or maybe it meant something?"

"What! No, it meant nothing! Absolutely nothing!" she shouted, tearing away the power he had against her.

"Then why were you so bothered about it?" Sonic pressed.

"Because I just kissed the person I hate!"

Sonic lowered her face so their foreheads were leaning against each other. "You hate me?" His hot breath tickled her muzzle. She felt it gain, the powerful force that Sonic had with her that made her somewhat drawn to him. There was a moment where they just stood there, looking in each other's eyes.

Sonic managed to break himself from the trance. He quickly released Amy with his face turning slightly red. Amy was too. He buried his hands inside the pocket of his sweater. "So, can I take a look of your working schedule?"

"Why so?" Amy asked confused.

"Plenty of reasons," Sonic said shrugging.

Amy glared at him. "Oh no! I know what you're planning: you're going to check my working hours so you'll know the perfect time to humiliate me! Well guess what? I don't have a schedule. You can figure out the rest," she told him, laughing triumphantly in the end of her sentence.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. That's too bad." Sonic feigned sadness and the next second, he suddenly snatched Amy's shoulder bag.

"Hey, give that back!" Amy demanded.

"You look like you're tired from work so I'll carry your bag for you until you get home," Sonic teased.

"No thank you, I can do it myself. Now give!" Amy tried to grab her belonging but Sonic didn't let her.

"Not a chance, pinky." He walked a little farther from her. "You want it, come and get it?" With those last words the blue hedgehog sped away into the direction of Amy's house.

Amy went after him. "Sonic come back here with my bag!"

"You have to be quicker than that to catch me pinky!" Sonic yelled.

"When I get my hands on you I'll—

"That is if you'll get your hands on me!" Sonic laughed, making a left turn.

Amy increased her speed so she can catch up to him. "Sonic give that back this instance!"

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