Anonymous asked:
Recalling when Sonic called off his race with Tails just to get eggs for Amy, I can't help but think that maybe their relationship developed into something of slowly going romantic where they'd act couple-y without even realizing such as when Sonic fetched eggs for Amy like the "good boyfriend" would or a hypothetical scenario: Sonic wants to taste something Amy is eating, so Amy hands it to him and Sonic just bites it down casually. How's that for a headcanon? Or is it too far-fetched? XD
cutegirlmayra answered:
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Prompt:
"W-woah!" Amy was attempting to shimmy across the thin, tree-plank that led to where her and her friends were adventuring to retrieve a valuable artifact disturbed by Knuckles's antics. While trying to move across, she saw a bug and lost her usually perfect balance.
"Amy! Take my hand!" Sonic, just ahead of her, stopped and reached back. She immediately, while moving left and right on one leg, grabbed it and sighed, seeing him lift it up to the rope above their heads.
"Thanks, Sonic. B-but now-!" the rescue caused a shift in the rope as well, shaking as Amy placed both hands on the rope.
"Grrr…" Sonic judged the situation quickly, biting his teeth down as he looked around him. "Okay." He nodded, then lowered Amy's hand that he was holding so they were down in the middle of them. "Just use one hand to cross, I've got you."
"Alright." Amy nodded seriously, and the two continued to scoot across the branch.
Sticks narrowed her eyes behind her, "Hmmmrrmmm…" she seemed to be sizing up their activity…
-Later~-
Sonic was in the market place, looking over things before seeing something shiny and pink. "Hey! It's a bracelet!" he looked it over before a goofy smile skimmed his cheeks. "I bet Amy would like this." He placed it in his chart, and on the other side of the market place, Amy was eyeing a blue watch that made racing car noises. "Haha!" she giggled into her hand, "Oh, Sonic would love this!" she placed it in her basket and walked on.
Sticks, popping her head out of the 'expired/no good' waste bin dumpster growled once more, narrowing her eyes at the two…
-Another time~-
"Oh! These cookies just don't look right." Amy frowned, wearing the pink bracelet as Sonic was fiddling with the blue watch, making it create car engine noises.
"Hehehe…" he giddily fixated on it's endless fun, but Amy's sigh suddenly drew him away and he looked at her cookie tray she had placed out of the oven. "What's wrong with it? It smells great!" Sonic sat more upright, lowering his knee that was up a moment ago and turning more directly to Amy.
His eyes stayed glued to hers as she spoke, "Oh, it's just that… well, the picture made them look so good… I hope they're okay… I was going to give them to those poor, sweater-less orphan penguins but…" she put her hands to her hips, "I can't give them these!"
"What about these?" he picked one up, "Ow! Hot, hot, hot!" he shook his hand, burning his glove a little bit on some melted chocolate on the side of the cookie.
"Oh no! Here…" Amy reached over, about to bite on the gloved-finger to get the chocolate off.
"Hey! This chocolate's mine!" Sonic immediately withdrew the hand and sucked on it himself. "I went through all the hard work of getting it!"
"Oh, but it would have burnt your finger!" Amy protested, but he just shook his other pointer finger at her, as though telling it 'nuh-uh, this one's all mine!'.
Then, his eyes widened. "Emmm~ These are good!" he went in for another, taking a bite. "Amy! You can't give these to the children!"
"H-huh? Why not! I thought you said they were good!?" Amy quickly took the tray away, holding it back from him and examining them. She placed it by the window as he continued-
"Because they've got to be all mine!"
He laughed, thinking himself funny but Amy just rolled her eyes, "You really like them? I mean, I guess I could add some 'flare' to them, that way, their presentation is a little more decent…"
"I say let the kids have them the way they are!" he relaxed back, smiling brightly to her in comforting optimism. He placed his hands behind his head, closing his eyes, "They'll be shoving them in their mouths before ever having the time to look at them!"
His cheeriness brightened up her insecurity, "Ohhh… You!" she jumped over the table to hug him, disorientating him a moment as his arms flailed out from her sudden affection.
"H-hey! I was only stating my opinion here! Ames!"
"Hehehe~ And I encourage you to state it as much as you want!"
"Well, that's a first."
Amy laughed. The two were distracted so much, they didn't see Sticks's camouflage into a plant's top-level foliage as she growled and reached in, grabbing a cookie and ducking back down into position.
-Tails's place, again, at a later date-
"I don't get it, Tails. It's like a conspiracy… but it isn't." Sticks gripped the table, looking angry for some reason.
"Is this about aliens and the government again?" Tails didn't even bother looking up from his inventions, but Sticks just snarled on the side of her mouth.
"Grraawwwhhhh… It's not about the government, Tails!" she flung her arms up, "This is of a whole new caliber of lies and deceit. It's been right under our noses… no… this has to do with a company… a friendly sort of company of friends… friends who can't even noticing how deceptive they're being towards each other and their other friends!" she gripped her head, showing her own confusion as Tails's ears finally perked up.
"Sounds like corruption in the market, if you ask me." He thought she meant a literal company…
"Ugh." She shook her head, seeing he wasn't getting it. "Whatever, I'll keep eyeing the two before I make any further assumptions. But I'm tellin' ya!" she rose a finger up. "Something fishy is going on with Sonic and Amy! They're all giggly lately, talking about each other from across the way, trying out cookies recipes and the like!" She threw out some words that made Tails finally lean up, away from his gear.
"Wait… you mean… they're not fighting or anything, right?" Tails seemed concerned on her second comment.
"What? No! I said giggly! Weren't you listening to me!?"
"D-don't get offended! You said they were talking about each other behind their backs… I got worried." He put his hands up, covered in black gear-gunk to try and calm her down.
"Oh. I said across the way! Not behind their backs!" she defended, "Just come see for yourself." She started to waddle to the door, looking more ticked off than ever before…
Tails finally followed her, giving her to her 'spying' ways and saw the two walking down the street.
"They just look like they're talking." Tails seemed a bit skeptical, hiding with Sticks in a bush. "Doesn't this invade their private friend-life?"
"Ohhhh, it's far from being started yet, Tails." She passed him the binoculars. "Destruction of trust between friends in 5….4….3…2…." she pointed as suddenly a puddle came out in Amy's way.
"Oh no!" she flinched her foot up, but Sonic bowed graciously and suddenly dived backwards, turning at the last moment with Amy's gasp to push himself up and create a bridge over the puddle.
It was so extra, it made Amy giggle girlishly, covering her face a bit from her blush and walk over him.
It was a terrible idea though because even though Sonic was showing off his strength and chivalry, it also caused discomfort walking over his quills that poked or scratched up against Amy's ankles.
"Ow, oh, ee!" she passed and then smiled down to him as he got up and looked over at being separated from her by the other side of the puddle.
He could have easily spin-dashed over it, but to be dramatic, he pretended to reach for her, throw more rocks in the water to create a bridge, and then hopelessly despair as Amy continued to laugh at his jokes.
Tails's mouth hung down as Sticks's anger peaked, tapping her finger on her folded arms. "They're so adorable… it's like they lied to our faces and then each others!" she was about to jump out of the bush. "YOU TWO ARE LIARS-!" she was thrown back into it by Tails.
"No, Sticks!" He held her down as she tried to struggle back up from his grasp.
"Let me at those lying, good for nothing-!"
"Calm down, Sticks! They probably don't even know what they look like!"
"How can they not know how it looks like!? If they're together, they should at least have the decency to tell their most trusted friend ever—that is to say me. But instead, they lie to our faces and continued to call each other 'a good friend'. If THAT'S a good friend, I want to know what they think a dating dance looks like!" Sticks gestured furiously over to them, showing she didn't buy that crap for jack!
Tails sighed, shrugging with his shoulders slightly. "Honestly… I'm glad they're getting along so well. It wasn't always like this… They probably just don't want to 'rock the boat', so to speak." He nervously twiddled his fingers a moment, blushing. "I-I kinda get that, you know? When the friendship's going so well… you don't really want to disrupt it by asking something kinda embarrassing like that." He smiled over to Zooey, working daintily at her stall.
"I-I-It might ruin the great, wonderful… charming interactions you already have with each other…" he melted as the red on his face grew brighter. "Y-you know what I mean?" he looked around, seeing Sticks had disappeared suddenly. "S-Sticks?"
"Move, loser. I have some so-called 'friends' to bust." She tried to move around a dude holding flowers out in front of her.
"B-b-but-!" the poor boy was ignored completely as she side-swiped around him and dashed to Sonic and Amy, his arm held out to her as she took it and they walked towards a movie theatre, just chatting excitedly to each other.
Sticks shook her fist, "GET BACK HERE-! YOU TWO ARE MESSIN' WITH MY SANITY AND THIS MUST END!"
"No! Sticks!" Tails took off after her, "Oh, pardon me!" he maneuvered around the boy, before seeing how disappointed the stranger looked and realized…
Sonic and Amy weren't the only ones who didn't notice blossoming romances that were right in front of their noses…
The stranger nervously ran behind a wall, "Phew, that was close! If Sticks knew who I was then…" The boy took off his covering, revealing his intern-self. "Then I'd have to introduce her to my mother. And after all the times she's come to Meh Burger and asked for extra fries… I don't know, man. My mom might think it's serious!" He clutched his head in fright.
Ever since that plane ride, her asking to 'get closer', he's never looked at her the same way as all the other customers…
But that's a misconstrued story for another day.