Commission for TheMaskedTime on DeviantArt. I do not own Sonic The Hedgehog or The Mask.
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After the near-hit of yesterday's tornado, the proprietors of Station Square's shops were looking for a day of relief. Most of them, thankfully, would be lucky. But at least one of them would not.
Three doors down from Jessica's, a well-known jewelry store sat, entrance marked by a silver door. Unlocking it, a purple dog named Alicia was ready to start her day - gold and silver gleaming around her, she was hoping to get a full day of business after the previous unexpected disruption.
And she had a lot to do before she opened her doors. Take inventory, pay off invoices, polish the necklaces and rings in the front window - it was a lot for one girl to handle, being first in and last out every day.
Alicia had never met Amy Rose before, but Amy was very familiar with her - she had longed for the beautiful jewelry in the window that she could never afford. Now, in the throes of a pink, black and green tornado, she was finally ready to make a purchase.
Hearing a knock at the door, Alicia looked up, wondering who could possibly be bothering her. She wouldn't be opening up for at least another hour.
"We're closed! Sign out front should have told you!"
The visitor paused for a moment - and suddenly a blast of lime green energy shattered the door knob, as if it was made of paper. Looking on in shock, Alicia gawked at the creature who pushed the door open.
"Who…who are you?!?!?"
"Hey, don't interrupt me! I'm a big money customer, don't you know!!!"
The woman in front of Alicia appeared to be a pink hedgehog - but her over-the-top punk look and boorish attitude did nothing but put her off. And that wasn't even getting into the colossal lime green head on her shoulders, filled with bright white teeth and with the apparent texture of rubber. It was all too freaky, like a bad movie monster.
Scanning the shop, Mask Amy was in search of the perfect accessory - and there it was, a beautiful gold necklace with a heart-cut emerald in the center. Her eyes shot out of their sockets and her red pupils became a pair of sparkly red stars. Grabbing it off the shelf in a flash, she was suddenly right up in Alicia's face.
"I want this polished, wrapped, engraved - and make it snappy!! I don't have time to wait!!!!"
Even as the woman was violating the laws of physics, Alicia had to stay firm. "Excuse me, you'll have to come back during regular business hours. I'll give you one chance to leave before I get my security team out here."
Mask Amy pondered this, before coming to the quick conclusion that this was unacceptable. "Hmm…let me make a counteroffer…"
She pulled out her trusty Pico Pico hammer, before looking at it in disgust. "No, I don't want this hammer!! Give me something better, something with power!!!!"
Green energy shifting around it, she now held a much different hammer in her hand. Gone was the red and yellow face, now done in dark green and black with a metallic handle and silver spikes on each end. Lifting it over her head, Mask Amy made a demented smile.
"Hope you like being a nail!!!!"
Ducking out of the way, Alicia stared on as the cabinets and displays were shattered to bits, glass strewn about and hundreds of pieces lying on the floor. Taking the necklace, Mask Amy attached it around her before stuffing the huge hammer under her black skirt - and then, she was off, a whirling maelstrom disappearing out of view.
Dashing through the streets, Mask Amy was somehow able to see out of the tornado she was using for transit - and the sight of great attention was a line outside a candy shop, a group waiting for their chance to try newly-made sweets. Coming to a halt and frozen in mid-air, gravity brought her to the ground. Her stomach growling and trying to burst underneath her black skirt, she just had to have some sugar.
"Out of my way, I'm starving!!!!"
At least twelve citizens were in line, patiently waiting for the store's door to open. It was no small group either - among those waiting were a gray female rhino and a blue male elephant, two creatures unlikely to be moved off their feet.
And yet, as the shop door opened, they all found themselves with butts on the ground, having been knocked senseless by a black and pink blur. Now in the shop alone, Mask Amy was bouncing off the walls - quite literally, fueled on by a sugar rush of epic proportions.
"Licorice!!!! Mine mine mine!!!!!!"
Shoving more and more candy into her mouth, Mask Amy was close to berserk, the poor cashiers and bakers cowering for cover. A final piece of dark chocolate being eaten, her body suddenly began to smoke - and with a boom like a firework, she burst through the roof, going at least two miles in the air.
Momentum slowing, Mask Amy looked down, pulling out a single sign reading "Oh Shit!!!" Falling back to Mobius, her eyes and tongue came down several seconds after her body, and finally crashed down in a heap in the middle of her house.
"Hey, I'm home!!!!"
Brushing herself off, Mask Amy paid no attention to the hole in her roof, instead pulling out a giant checklist.
"Let's see, what were my plans again today?"
She grabbed a giant pencil, checking off her various notes.
"Talk to Tails? Check. Wear magical mask with powers of a god? Done and done. Buy some jewelry? Yeah, too bad that one dog was such a bitch…"
Completing her check, Mask Amy noticed there was one last item she had not done today. In bold letters, it simply read "BEAT EGGMAN!"
Eggman - the only person on Mobius that Amy couldn't stand, the mad scientist who was always after her true love Sonic the Hedgehog - and regretfully for Amy, the man who had used her as a pawn in too many of his schemes.
"Well, I reckon I've got half a chance with this thing on. Now, I just need some new lipstick…"
A half second later, she was back, fresh black lipstick around her large white teeth.
"Perfect! That mustached freak won't know what hit him. Just wait until he sees the new me…"
Twister blazing a trail through the forest, Mask Amy was off to find the bad doctor. Once she finally found him…he was in for a taste of some bad medicine.