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Sonamy prompt: Sonic gets invited to a high society: ball, charity event whatever you name it he has to go and can bring a guest. He asks Amy to go mostly so she can keep the crazy fans and press away. She agrees thinking it'll be a fun date night. The night comes and she feels like a fish out of water. High society start judging and mocking her making her feel bad. Sonic is not okay with this and the two make a ruckus. Dancing and singing eating food "improperly" and then eventually take off


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Prompt:

Sonic adjusted the cuffs on his new tailored gloves, "You sure this shindig's necessary?" He had tried to get out of it, but the President was insistent. To help with his campaign, he wanted Sonic at his fancy ball he was hosting, a party for those of high political society.

He figured, if Sonic was there, so would the press. Not just that, but it would be the talk of among potential voters, and make it look like Sonic was supporting him.

Not really understanding the significance of his presence, Chris had told Sonic it was a very honored thing to be invited by a President, and didn't want Sonic to appear rude.

"Why can't you be my plus one? Or you?" He asked Chris, then pointed to Tails, who was helping put Sonic in a nice black jacket after he had already been buttoned up by Chris in a white shirt.

"Because, plus one usually means you're bringing a girl with you." Chris explained, and held up his finger, "Just a second, I'll go see Vanilla and Cream are done working on Amy's dress, yet." He rushed to knock on the door, about three times, before he heard the excited voices of Cream and Vanilla.

They cheerfully called out, "Coming!" Before Amy called out, "Just one second..!" Sounding kinda nervous.

"Huh? Amy? Getting nervous?" He walked away from the door and shook his head, "That's a side of her I never thought I'd get to see…" He smiled with a raised eyebrow, coming back to Sonic who was tugging on his nice suit jacket a bit, trying to 'stretch' it since it felt restrictive, looking annoyed. "You sure you remember your manners, Sonic?" Chris reminded him.

"Yeah… I think so. Mr. Tanaka wouldn't let me sleep last night in peace without sending me through a few drills… and Ella did the same with Amy." He suddenly looked over from down at his new clothes before his eyes widened and sparkled somewhat… looking speechless.

"Huh? What's wrong, Son-" Chris turned around before his face also turned to one of mesmerizing delight. "Wow, Amy! You look… incredible!" His mouth opened wide into a grin.

Amy walked out with her hands together in front of a beautiful red, glittering dress… white gloves to match, a hair clip of a rose with some sheer fabric to the side of it, going down near a front quill of hers.

Her sparkling red shoes she lightly poked out of her dress and then posed, tilting her head and chin up a bit to the side, being confident. "Well?" She asked, "What do you think, Sonic?"

Sonic remembered something then, "Hey… It looks… different from the one you wore on the Blue Typhoon, Amy…" Sonic walked up to her and put his hands to his hips, "What happened to that one?"

She tensed up, her bangs and quills becoming prickly, and her cheeks puffing up in agitation. "Girls have more than one dress, Sonic!" She huffed, and he flinched back a moment, removing his hands from his confident but relaxed pose as his smile faded, too.

"H-Huh? No need to get snappy, Amy. I was just surprised you had a new one…" He put a hand out to explain, before withdrawing it up to behind his head, "Sorry, Amy."

Chris looked at the two a little awkwardly, having some sweat on the side of his cheek, before bending down to whisper into an equally worried Tails's ear. "Do you really think they'll get along for this evening, at least?"

Tails moved his mouth to the side, whispering back with his hand up to him, looking ahead but his eyes shifted directly to look up at him, "This isn't Sonic's first rodeo. Amy's dragged him on tons of dates! He'll be just fine if he-" They were both jolted into upright positions by Vanilla tugging on their opposite ears.

"You know, it's quite rude to gossip right in front of people." With her eyes closed in pleasantry, she walked in between them and made sure their heads were now pulled away from each other. She let them go and put a hand dainty to her mouth, "You look lovely, Amy. Sonic? Be sure to be a gentlemen at all times. This is Amy's night, too, you know." She gently instructed him.

Sonic smirked to Vanilla, "Emm." showing he was intending to keep it a good one, as Amy happily returned Vanilla's kind smile and cheer. "Ah-ha!"

At the ball, Sonic had Amy's arm around his own, and the two walked in looking pretty small compared to the expenses of this grand campaign. "You don't… think this is all for us… do you?" Sonic asked, looking directly up, "Wohh…" Seeing multiple chandeliers and fancy lights all over the grand ballroom.

Both his and Amy's eyes sparkled at the extravagant sight, before a ton of 'important' guests started trying to barge their way past the two and soon they were almost trampled as they clambered to get inside.

Sonic pulled Amy ahead of him and they started running, "The food here must be really good, huh? Wah-aahhhh!" he pulled her up into a bridal style and immediately his face turned to a cool and collected hero. "Heh."

He smirked and jumped over some tables as though they were obstacles on a natural tundra back home, and then skid to a halt behind them, his toe up in the air as he slid. "Heh, try and surprise me, why don'tcha?" He subtly jeered a little, having fun as he set Amy down. He put his hands out to her dress, "Is your pretty dress okay? Not ruined, is it?"

Amy blushed at that, shaking her head, "Em-mm, it's fine." She smiled sweetly to his chivalrous question.

He 'phew'd and got back up, "Good." He nodded, putting his hands to his hips again, "You seem to care an awful lot about it."

Amy had a strike of an anger mark pulse on her head at that comment. "Soooonic…" She made fists by her sides and shook them slightly. "Are you calling me a material girl!?"

"Huh?" Sonic seemed to not understand, leaning forward towards her as though wanting her to explain before the President and his plus one came up to him with their bodyguards.

"Ah! Sonic The Hedgehog!" He outstretched his hands to the two, "I'm so glad you could come! Ohh… and who's this little lady by your side?" he blinked curiously to Amy. "Hmm… Have I seen you before?"

Amy looked flattered at the 'little lady' part, but the second he seemed to completely not recognize her as one of Sonic's ionic friends made another zap of an anger mark pulse on her head yet again, twitching with a slight sound effect as though she was trying to keep her rage bottled up in front of company…

"O-Oh, I'm one of Sonic's friends…" She nervously laughed out.

"Yeah, don't you recognize her?" Sonic pointed to Amy, very casually, "She's Amy R-"

"Well, I'm sure my memory will be jogged in good time!" he clapped his hands, "Now, Sonic, if you would be a dear and come with me, just step right over here, that's it…" Sonic was suddenly pushed from the back up to the press where they took pictures of him and the President, as Amy reached out her hand, not sure why he was being taken away from her as the Plus One of the President slid in next to her.

"You know, he really does look dapper in that little suit of his." She chuckled into her hand, trying to be mannerly but her eyes were closed as though also looking a bit high-class as well. Was she snooty? "I just think little animal heroes are all the rage these days… It also makes you look incredibly adorable as well, Miss The Hedgehog."

Amy twitched again, a smaller anger mark. "C-Cute?" She was trying to look sophisticated and like an adult…

"O-Oh, uhmmm… Ehem, I'm not actually Mr. The Hedgehog's wife… eh-heh-heh… yet." She swiped her eyes off to the side with a shine… a goal of hers, obviously.

The woman made an obnoxious laugh, "Ohhhh-hoho, how darling! You two looked so perfect together, I just immediately assumed!" She then leaned down, "Hey, hey… one girl to another, do you all stick to your species or is there branching out involved? Do you ever fear he'll go after a mongoose or something?"

Amy's anger marks were now turning into mouths and angry eyes, barking and arguing on Amy's head back and forth as she twitched an open smile, "Ah-hah…hah haha… Why do you think these thoughts?" she then questioned the woman with squinted eyes as Sonic called out to her.

"Amy!"

She turned immediately, blinking her eyes as she leaned forward, "Oh!" She noticed he was trying to climb over the people, mostly women and reporters, crowding around him.

She knew he hated that, and narrowed her eyes while shaking a protective fist.

"Amy, help m-..!" He was being pulled back into the epicenter of the moshpit of people as Amy took out her hair clip and handed it to the woman, "Hold this a sec." she raced towards Sonic and jumped into the crowd, like a superhero, she wiggled herself out with Sonic over her shoulder, clinging up on her shoulders as though a trembling chihuahua over water, completely out of place among the 'fans and elites' all wanting a piece of him.

She jumped down from stepping over people's heads and shoulders, landing like a true hero and putting Sonic down, dusting him off, and patting his cheeks to let him know he was okay now.

"Thank YOU!" She swiped the hair clip out of the gawking woman's hands and began to readjust it back into her downward pink quills. Once in, she moved her hands away, touched it up a bit more, then put her hands happily to her hips and looked proud of herself.

"Thanks, Amy." Sonic rubbed the back of his head, then dusted off his arms again, "Those people really know how to trap a guy in!" He adjusted his quills as well, "How long do we have to be here for, anyway?"

"Sonic…" She looked a little disappointed, her eyes bending back, "We… We just got here."

"That's right!" The woman looped her arms around Amy, "You two adorable little things can't leave now! We have a dinner and a dance for everyone! Including a very special performance, you'll love it!" She dragged Amy over to a chair as Sonic helplessly followed her with his arms out, not sure when to use his strength and abilities when it came to these odd humans…

When sat down, Amy addressed it, looking like her entire hair was messed up due to the woman holding her like a ragdoll in the air by her waist. "I swear… if one more person treats us like pets..!" She adjusted her hair, and then re-pinned her hair clip. "Sonic, why didn't you just spindash your way out of that people-pit?" She wasn't look at him, just doing her hair as he sighed.

"I promised Chris I wouldn't act 'unmannerly' at such an important summons… but to be honest, no matter how many drills Mr. Tanaka put me through, I still don't get which spoon is what and why there needs to be so many rules." He looked down at the set-up of the table. His eyes narrowed as though trying to remember, but then not caring and hopelessly waving a nonchalant hand about, "I just wasn't made for this 'heroic rewarding' stuff." He yawned and leaned back, lifting a leg up, "Think I'll snooze for a little bit…" He started to doze off as Amy smacked a hand to her face, dragging it down to stretch out the skin.

"Well, that is just who you are… after all." She eventually sighed and smiled at him fondly.

The President gave a profound speech, and everyone clapped modestly before the food was served. Amy nudged Sonic and he woke up in a small jolt, before yawning and letting Amy point and move his hands to the right silver tools he was supposed to use.

When Amy and him took their first bites, their eyes had stars in them, and they immediately both went, "Oh, wow!" and started digging in. "Have you ever tasted something so good in all your life, Sonic!?" She exclaimed, scarfing it down as Sonic nodded, agreeing.

He could hardly speak without his mouth completely full, "It's the best!"

With wild handfuls, they were shoving the food down, as people stared in disbelief or with blinking eyes at the displayed behavior.

Amy suddenly looked up after blinking her eyes out of the stars, and noticed everyone staring at them. Embarrassed, she leaned back in her chair, "Ah-haha…" she tried to grasp at a napkin, and the President's Plus One scooted it to her and she immediately patted her face.

Looking over at Sonic, she noticed he was still oblivious, and cleared her throat.

He looked up at her with complete innocence and full cheeks, "Huh?" His emerald eyes made her giggle a little, pointing to the rest of the table.

"Oh… ywou wawnt swome twoo?" He chewed and looked to what he thought was a huge set of food she was gesturing, too. He, thinking it very polite, got up on his chair, leaned over the table after pulling his suit and white shirt down, and then picked up the enormous–according to their size–glass dish ware and held it up over Amy's plate. He swallowed then after some time of chewing and smiled sweetly to her, "Isn't this the best? Glad we stuck around, huh!" The chandeliers lights on him only made his expression of joy that much more genuine and heartfelt to Amy. He was basking in the rays of the room's light, and she had never felt more gleeful about Sonic trying to show 'correct mannerisms' to her before than this moment.

She put her hands up to her cheeks, squeeing at his gentlemanliness, "Ohh~ Sonic~" she then took a big inhale, "That's not what I meant." and pulled his coattails down to have him forcibly take his seat, dropping the rose-tinted glasses act for a second.

Once he was back in his seat, he blinked, still holding the huge stack of food on the tray as Amy put it back down where it was supposed to go, "We're making a scene…" She seemed disappointed at having to say that, as though watching Sonic truly take delight in the moment was everything she wanted for the night… but she had to deny that experience for the both of them… due to the crowd of onlookers judging them…

They tried to eat correctly, Sonic looking more and more frustrated by the passing of seconds he couldn't shove the amount of food he wanted in his mouth, and Amy completely concurred.

She had to pick up 'miniscule' bites and pieces, and the food kept slipping off the 'recently polished' silverware which made it even more impossible to take in the yumminess of the food.

Both growing annoyed, Amy finally just put the fork down and turned to Sonic, smiling the best she could. "Want to dance?" She took his hand and he was dragged to the dance floor.

At first, Sonic looked as though he was being pulled around, and Amy realized she would have to lead a lot more aggressively to get him on track.

"This isn't what I had in mind… When they told me we'd be going to a fancy party…" Her face was a smushed frown, her eyes were as though someone was pulling them apart on the sides, melting away before Sonic finally made a comment.

"Well,... why can't we just make it our party?" He asked, which made Amy blink up at him and lose her sunken expression.

"What… do you mean?" Her eyes showed that she was desperate to save the night, and Sonic smiled at that fact.

"Amy… Want me to be the hero this time?" He slightly joked as Amy looked completely like that was out of the blue for her, "What I mean is… You've been helping me all night… but I think it's my turn to do what I do best." He winked to her with a signature, bright smile. "Let me make your night one to remember!"

She blushed, turning pink on the sides of her muzzles just below her eyes. "Sonic…" She stared into his handsome face as he then broke out of the embrace and spun her about, jumping onto the food table and doing his own dance. Break-dancing, spraying food everywhere, and kicking up his feet, "Sorry, Chris! I also told Vanilla I'd be a gentleman to Amy! And Amy's not having any fun either!" He then jumped up and spindashed around Amy, landing to take her hand, "And what kinda gentlemen would I be if I didn't save the girl's night?"

Amy swooned, her expression bright and cheery again, as she raced off and started to dance wildly and eat as much as she wanted again!

Suddenly, a loud voice cried over the crowd, "STOOOPPP!" The two hedgehogs ceased a moment, frozen in mad chaos of about to start a food fight, before the President looked to his Plus One, surprised by her suddenly manly voice.

"A-A… Elizabeth?" He asked, but the woman suddenly mechanically transformed, her thin waist now a large one, her proportions off, and Eggman flipped a sliding door and stepped out of the contraption.

"I had to go through SO MUCH to plan this little crash party… you have no idea how much of this man I had to endure!" Eggman pointed angrily at the President while still talking to Sonic and Amy, while the President touched what used to be a leg of the woman and rubbed it lightly as though mourning in a weird way that she was just a robot. "I'm the party crasher, not YOU!" he pulled out a mechanical gun strapped around his back. "I deserve it for what I've had to put up with far more than YOU TWO HAVING ONLY TONIGHT IN THIS LOONEY BIN!"

Realizing Eggman had been in a female robot, and that technically meant he was crossdressing, Amy and Sonic tilted their heads and second before absolutely having to clutch their stomachs and covered their mouths as they tried desperately not to laugh loudly.

Eggman sent his robotic army and they battled them out, never being invited to another 'elite and influential party' on earth again…