xhanisai asked:
The way you portrayed Amy's father in your chaos kingdom AU was just precious ~3 I love him so much lol BUT! What if in the modern era, Amy's father isn't as nice; always expecting her to be excelling academics and being too strict? That's why she runs away and then when she comes back to him years later, asking if he's proud of her helping save the world with Sonic. (But this papa is not a nice papa so his reaction ain't pleasant...what will the Sonikku do?) sorry if this don't make sense xD
cutegirlmayra answered:
No, it makes sense… -scratches head and looks away- I actually um… there's a fanfiction I'm going to do with Amy's backstory, there's two different backstories I have for her, but the one I'm thinking about is her Father who doesn't approve of Sonic.
That's not quite what you wanted though, so I think I'll pass on that story and just do what you've given :)
So, in otherwords, this prompt has nothing to do with what I'm planning to do later, lol!
Prompt:
Amy, before Sonic, lived in a rather wealthy home. However, being the only girl, she was trained rigorously to one day marry and bear strong, intellectual sons.
Now, with being raised like that, you'd think Amy would- well, for one, hate marriage and kids, and two, scorn her life and be a rough-and-tough girl.
But she actually was very kind, gentle, and meek. She would do everything in her power to not let her anger slip, and her memories of her mother's soft nature always inspired her to be a good house-wife, have kids of her own, but be sure to-
Now this was a big thing to her.
"Marry who I choose!" Amy stomped her foot down, as her father rotated in his chair, loomed up over her, and placed his hands behind his back.
"What?" he almost spat out.
She feared disappointing her father, and often made him, at least… somewhat pleased with her progress, but there was a moment she realized he'd never be happy with her, and so this was the day she was putting her own foot down.
"I refuse to marry someone i don't lwove." in her cute little girl voice, she tried to close her eyes confidently, place her hands on her hips, and stand up straight.
She felt a rush of wind and guarded with her hammer, seeing his hand had almost connected into a deadly assault.
Her eyes teared up, as she looked up at him.
"Lwove? Heh." he removed his hand, "Excellent block, but poor footing. You think you could ever find a man who'd take you alone? Without a dowry? Without any amount of grace, pristine, or class?" he walked around her, as she felt her self-confidence in herself slowly decrease into a pebble on the sand.
"Please… As my only daughter, you will inherit nothing. I need a man whose willing to put up with you to run my business and give me and my clients a good future! You will continue your training… but you will do it under my watchful eye, my guiding assistance, and under no circumstances can you even dare have a say in these affairs! Is that clear?"
Amy squinted her eyes shut, her fists forming tight balls as she tried to not cry in front of him.
"But-"
His leg came up this time but she skillfully flipped back to dodge it, "IT'S MY LIFE!" she raised her voice, before taking off and shoving the door open, racing down the hall and jumping to her bed, hugging her stuffed toy of Sonic, her one true hero.
"Why can't he save me!?" she cried out, pulling the stuffed toy away from her, "Why can't you save me.."
"I'll have to save myself!" she got up, wiping her tears, and holding Sonic out in front of her. "I'll have to run away."
Taking off in the dead of night, Amy ran till she met some traveling gypsies, some were friendly… some…
Were not.
"How much do you think they'd take for a little girl?"
"Oh, she's a cute one! Definitely a good pint of gold!"
"You nit-wit, don't count your money like your drinks!"
The men laughed, as Amy shivered, afraid, not used to battling anyone that wasn't trained to let her win.
She remembered the words of her father, and wondered if all she was good for in this world was simply just money…
The world seemed to rotate on money… but then.
"Snakes and slithering beasts have better tastes than you three!" A woman, hobbling with a long purple, decorative cloak on came out, her nose long but the only thing that revealed the woman could have a face.
Her hair was also seen, completely covering whatever the hoody didn't cover, as her long nails reached out to the girl, then swiped them away and turned to the men. "I'll raise her as my assistant. I need a good cleaner…" she grabbed her by the arm and dragged her over to her hut, up on top of a wagon.
Amy was treated kindly, and even learned a lot from the fortune teller, who read her many beautiful things about her future.
"…That doll you have there… where have I seen that face before?"
Amy held up her doll of Sonic, though it was barely being held together anymore. "He's my hero."
"A hero..? Hmm…" She took the doll.
"Hey!"
"Now, now… don't you want a love spell?" she held up a finger, offering her a great deal. "I do know voodoo, you know…heh-heh…"
"No!"
She was amazed by her response, raising her hunch up to show how long her neck actually went. "No? What kind of ungrateful child says no to a perfect love spell!?"
"The kind that… that believes she can have a man fall in love with her without one!" she wasn't certain of that, but she pulled the doll back into her arms, and said it with only a little restraint.
She hugged the doll close, as the woman seemed to be fond of what she had said.
"Child.. then I shall put a spell… on you." she rotated her hand over her crystal ball and poured some magic potion over it. "Hobble-de-gobble. Meser-Heser-luu… You shall be irresistible to all eyes, and all eyes… be on you!" she blew some smoke into Amy's eyes, as she waved it away.
"There… now when you fall in love, the man will be crazy not to love you too!" she laughed, "But it will be his choice, nonetheless, whether he resists the enchantment or not." she leaned back, shrugging and turning her head away, showing she was still going to give Amy her wish.
And respect it.
Amy nodded, smiling, before taking the tarot cards the woman offered her and heading to the tarp's flaps, where the exit was.
"And where are you going?" the woman sounded like she genuinely was surprised to see the girl attempting to leave. "There is a world of strife, painful longings, and great sacrifices out there!" she clung to her chest, to show more effect in her words as she described it.
"But like you said," Amy grinned, finding courage. "If I want to fall in love, I can! But I can't do that with traveling gyspies!" Amy jumped off the racketing, moving wagon.
"You'd have better luck traveling around and meeting many fine men…" the woman hacked a raspy laugh, but nodded that the girl was smart in leaving. "Fair thee well. Let weather be clear, and skies obey my chant. Birds flutter, let her soar. Lizards crawl, but let her stand. May the wind cease it's harsh cold and turn warm upon her shoulders. And for all the glories of the flowers, let her petals never loose their vibrant glow. Ha-choo!" she sneezed on the end, and rubbed her long nose. "Eh, whatever. She'll be fine. Not like she actually believed any of my hocus pocus, heh-heh-heh." she laughed.
Amy, completely believing in the hocus pocus, ran under a tree and performed the 'magic' tarot card selection.
As if the fates had her in their sights, the wind blew at just the right time, and the only card flipped over was the one she wasn't going to reach for…
it said.. Destined.
Leaving the doll behind with the tarot cards, she climbed the chains to the Little Planet, where the public television had stated Sonic and Eggman were at.
She hit away scary robots, though was thankful they were small enough that she felt she could, and finally met up with her hero.
Years later, she took a deep breath in front of the doors of her father's now ruined business.
After tracing her steps, hugging her old fortune teller friend's granddaughter, and pacing her way back home, she never thought she actually do it.
She had run away from her friends, just to confront her past.
After seeing Tails do it, she thought she might as well try.
She knocked on the doors.
The echo showed the truly hopeless state in which he was probably living.
She opened the door, "Hello?" she was grown now, the house looked smaller than she remembered.
Not hearing any servants and seeing the furniture all laid with white tarps, she figured he may have left or even died.
Mourning a bit as she walked around the old home, painful memories of a terrible childhood, forced with torturous training of both body and mind, she rubbed her arm to try and keep her brave.
She came to her room, seeing the childish toys and getting excited over long-lost doll friends being seen again at last.
Then the door slammed.
She turned around to see an elderly man, leaning on a cane, still covered in the same darkness from a pitch-black suit as he had always been.
"F…Father?" Amy stepped back, as the man drew closer, and raised a cane up.
"YOU…DARE COME BACK-!?" he threw his cane down as she rolled to dodge.
She gasped, seeing the bed break as he turned around, stumbling on his feet.
"I'm a… a…" she had rehearsed this meeting a thousand times in her head,… but somehow, she hoped it would be different.
She stood up tall, taking in a big, dusty breath and stomping her foot down, mimicking the day she ran away.
"I'm not a child anymore! I'm a hero now! I save lives, planets even! I fell in love and I made a future for myself! Are you still not proud of me?!" she knew the answer, "Because… Because I don't care!" she started to cry, tearing up.
He growled, and raged a powerful cry as he ran to attack her.
She ran out of the room and ducked her head as he broke the railing of the upper stair case, and she had to quickly dash down the stairs as he chased her.
"You think I care about glory or fame!? I care about how you left me ruined! Penniless without a proper heir! I lost everything! Everything!"
"Even me?" She turned around, as he held his cane in the air but didn't move.
"You lost me. Or was that only second to losing your company?!" she waited, moving from foot to foot…
He shook his head around rapidly, and slammed his cane down.
She flipped back, just like she remembered how to do, and then took her hammer and slammed it up at his face, knocking him down.
Her anger filled her, but her tears of sorrow at never having the family she originally longed for pained her spirit as she stepped back.
"No… this isn't right." she shook her head, "I'm not the monster you breed me to be." She threw her hammer down and away from her, as his raging eyes caught it, and then turned back to her.
"I am… not your daughter. I'm mother's daughter." she stated with pride, and held her head up.
His eyes widened, seeing her mother in her…
"…You… You're just as…" he was about to say something that could change everything, but shook himself out of it, "RAHH! You're just as small-visioned as your mother!"
She stepped aside, as he ran himself off the staircase.
"…I'm irresistible.. if you'd only had let yourself give in to your better nature." she turned her head, but dared not look down into the darkness where he laid.
She walked over and picked her hammer up, before collapsing to her knees and crying profusely, covering her face as she did so.
The team wondered what was wrong with her for a while, but she stayed silent about it, merely saying, "I am the last Rose, but I will not fall." And that was that.
(Dark, not what I like writing at all, but I based it off of what you wanted and I hope you like it.)
cutegirlmayra
wait, wait! I added a part with Sonic! Reblog the real prompt! lol, but thanks for the reblog, haha!