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Birthday week! So exciting! I'm posting as many prompts as I can while it's my birthday week! :D EEEEeeeee! It's gonna be so much fun! It's my treat for all my wonderful readers out there who have supported me so much! Here's a little birthday gift to you from me!
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Prompt:
It wasn't long after Sonic went off on his own to find Metal Sonic that a familiar pink hedgehog showed up again in his life. Rosy the Rascal, as he heard others call her, stepped out in his way boldly but with a sweetheart expression on her face as he skidded to a halt.
Normally, he wouldn't bother, and just race around her. However, this time there was some serious danger afoot. "Look, it's not wise to follow me this time, Rosy."
As he folded his arms, keeping a neutral expression on his face, she opened her eyes and raised her intertwined hands up to her pinkening face, clearly love-struck by catching his attention enough to have him wait for her to move.
"Sonic, my love, I've heard the awful news of what Eggman has done to you." She began, but Sonic just raised an eyebrow and sweated a little, not sure what she was getting at.
"He does a lot on his spare time…" he grumbled, not really understanding himself why he was pausing to explain things to her.
He didn't really mind being rude when he needed to be… anyway… so why give her a second?
"I've heard that he's made a robot in your handsome image!" Her eyes opened to reveal a starlit darling that craved her hero's safety and happiness above all things. "So I've come to trash that robot and put your mind at ease. He's clearly using it to give you a bad name, and I won't allow it!" she swayed her body back and forth a moment and lowered her bundled together hands down, ceasing to blush as his eyes remained annoyingly on her.
He lowered his eyelids, clearly frustrated and to prove it, he started to tap his foot and put his hands on his hips. "Are you done yet with the cutesy act, already? Look, flattery gets you no where in life and besides that, you're not as cute as you're pretending to be. Either step aside and let me handle my own affairs or get somewhere safe. I don't have time to play around with you." He swished his arm out, and she opened her eyes in a flinch at his words.
"Y-you… You aren't bothered by what Eggman's making you look like?" She seemed shocked to hear that, and quivered as he responded, parting her hands in horror.
"I couldn't care less what Eggman makes me out to be, everyone can tell that it's a silly impostor and not me." He suddenly widened his eyes a moment in realization when Amy cupped her face and looked embarrassingly away from him. "Or… rather… is it just you that didn't see the difference?"
He knew he was right, and his eyes drooped again at the nonsense of that innocent mistake.
"Oh, how embarrassing!" she covered her face as awkward tears sprayed from the side of her face in an animated way, "Not even recognizing my betrothed! I'm so ashamed! I don't deserve to be your girlfri-ien-iend!" she whined in hopelessness.
Feeling something like–perhaps wanting to comfort her–he nervously held out a hand out to her, "H-hey, no need to cry over it… If it's a honest mistake, then you probably just didn't see it clearly enough…"
He twitched back when she peeked through her hands, looking perfectly fine. "You say… everyone could tell?"
He sighed, looking annoyed again that he fell for her girlish act. "Everyone." he countered, growing upset he so easily was led into that farce.
She covered her face again, "Bo-ho-ho!" she faked the distressful tears, hoping he'd stay longer to soothe her 'troubled heart' but he just began to back up and stretch.
"Nice touch on improving the cutesy act, Rosy. But I really don't have time to cheer up little girls who clearly can find better things to do with their day. See ya!" he raised himself a few times on his toes for the last remaining stretches and then zoomed at light-speeds to curve around her and take off.
"Ah! That meanie! Doesn't he know he's leaving me in the middle of nowhere! His fiance for Pete's sake!" she straightened herself out and threw her arms down by her sides, disappointed her ploy for his tender mercies didn't work. She sighed, watching his dust cloud take to the wind, "Honestly, sometimes I wonder how I'll ever keep up…"
Then, as though blurring into existence, Metal Sonic's red eyes and the rest of his menacing form sketched in behind her like lines on a television sketch–due to how fast he was moving, that was the image created as he looked off at Sonic, then only turned his eyes to the side the look to her.
"Huh?" Rosy turned around, "Ahhh! Sonic, help me!" she crunched her body to the right to avoid his frame and fell to the ground, crawling backwards, "S-stay away, you big fat fake! Ha! Ha! HA!" She kept throwing tiny hammer toys at him, but they just 'piko'd off his metallic hide as he walked after her.
"Whhaaa! You don't give up, do you!? Why can't Sonic be this interested in me!" she shrieked, forming light fists with her hands and putting them up by her face as she cried out again, "SOOONNICCC!"
In her desperate cries, flowers were placed before her.
"H-huh?" She turned back shocked, "What's this? Is this for me?" She looked up amazed as Metal Sonic continued to remain cold and silent, presenting the gift.
"Ohh… d-do you want me to take them?" She bent her eyes a bit, not sure what this was…
Metal Sonic lowered his head, and little robotic noises seemed to answer her in return.
"W-well, that's very kind of you, but I'm in love with Sonic. The real Sonic, okay?" She held up a hand, then pushed his flowers back towards him. "And I've already made him upset by mistaking him for those rumors about what you've done! So the best way to make up for it is to kindly reject you and be on my way, sound fair?" She got up and dusted herself off, sighing and wiping some sweat from her forehead. "Phew, glad that's over with. Now that Sonic knows my eyes are only for his organic shape and heroic smile, he won't think twice about marrying me!" She daydreamed and swooned as she looked up to the sky and held her hands to the side of her face, longingly.
Metal Sonic's hand twitched, and he ripped the flowers into blades of grass took a powerful stance, as though ready to rush her.
"Ah! H-hey, what's with the sudden chance of atmosphere, huh?" Rosy zipped back in an blur, not wanting to be so close to him as he seemed to power up. "I-I've rejected boys before but this seems a little extreme, don't you think? S-S…Sonnnicccc!" she cried out and ran, but dirt whipped up around Metal Sonic as his engine rotated to rapid speeds and pursued her.
Picking her up, he took off into the air as she cried out, "NOT AGGGAAIINN!"
Hearing her getting closer in the distance, Sonic just let out an exasperated sigh and looked over his shoulder, "What does she want now? Huh?" Seeing Metal Sonic holding her above, his expression quickly changed to anger. "What's that?! Come and get her? You punk,… alright. Have it your way. But I still don't get why you have to get little Rosy involved in all this." He took off towards some protruding metal spikes that were also buried under thick dirt and sand, racing up it to jump and take on Metal Sonic.
Metal Sonic dropped Rosy and battled Sonic, having her cry out as she fell through the air. "Noooo..!"
"Rosy!" Sonic broke out of the fight with Metal Sonic to reach for her, but he went behind Sonic, his spikes not bothering his metal body. Sonic was held in a choke hold while still struggling to jump down and free her.
"She may be small, but her hammer packs a punch, I remember that much!" A twirling duo of fox tails burst and jumped over the different protruding spikes, dashing over with a homing-attack to knock Sonic out of Metal Sonic's grasp and then fly off to grab Amy, "Got'cha! Miss Amy Rose, right?"
"Oh, you remembered." Rosy looked up to him, amazed by his speedy entrance.
"Remember? I still have a bump on my head!" Tails called her out as she twitched her ear from him yelling directly into it. "Why is Metal Sonic so interested in using you against Sonic, though? I don't get it."
Rosy batted her eyes, "If you convince Sonic to protect me, then maybe you both won't have to worry about it."
"Oh, that's a good point."
"It's not!" Sonic countered, kicking a final striking blow to Metal Sonic's noggin' and sending him down into the sand. "Tails! Help me out!" he held out his hand behind him, still glaring down at Metal Sonic as Tails flew to his side, having Rosy switch to his other hand, "Errr… Are all hedgehogs this hard to carry?" he held his nose up, struggling to keep both hands on them.
"Ah! How rude! Sonic, teach your sidekick some manners!" Amy huffed.
"Manners?! Lady, I'm his best friend!" Tails protested, but helped the two down to safety.
"Best friend, huh? Well, I guess every groom still needs a best man. Okay, you can come along too." She put her hands on her hips as though judging Tails, as he bent his ears back, not liking her forwardness in how blunt she was.
"You're still on about that?" Sonic spat out, "And give it a rest, Tails, she's only formidable when her opponents play by the rules, isn't that right, Metal me?" After defending Tails a moment, he turned back to Metal Sonic, getting up from the impact his face made with the ground.
"I hope I got a new dent in that face." he smirked, folding his arms. "What's with you picking on little girls anyway? Didn't Eggman every teach you not to bully those weaker than you?" he wagged his infamous finger out to him, and heard Metal Sonic's engine blare in the distance. "Heh, guess not."
"I'm not weak!" Rosy summoned another Piko Piko Hammer, but this one was slightly bigger than the last few she tossed. "See? Ha-ha-ha!" she swung it around, forcing Tails to duck and fling his two tails over his head protectively, but Sonic just 'tsk'd as if not impressed.
"I'll deal with you later, kid."
"I'm not a kid!" Rosy stomped her foot down. "I'm gonna be your wife!"
Sonic rolled his eyes, "Anyway… back to reality, is that scrapped head of yours able to understand, Metal Me? Let's settle this, hedgehog to machine, and leave them out of this!" He waited for a response after holding a hand out to Rosy and Tails.
He pulled Amy behind him, almost instantly as she was flung to his side and hid behind him, admiring his protectiveness of her.
"S-Sonic…" Her eyes shone before realizing what he had said before. "B-but-!"
He held her against him as he pointed back to Metal Sonic, "Quit sticking your nose into other people's lives, Metal Me, what are you? Desperate or something?" she was amazed to be in his arms a moment before he lightly let her go and stumble over to Tails in her dreamy step. "Girls hate it when you hog them all to yourself, don't ya know?" He kept taunting, getting Metal Sonic even more revved up now.
"B-but I can hit real hard…" Rosy muttered, her lower lip trembling as Tails got back up, lightly patting her head.
"There, there. Sonic's just trying to distract Metal him from not targeting you again." he explained, but quickly moved his hand behind his back, still not sure how to take the silly little fan-girl.
Though, he did admire Sonic, he felt she was a bit more of a extremist in her hero worship than his idolizing of Sonic.
Still, he felt he understood–somewhat–of how she felt towards him.
She sniffled in her budding tears, "You… You really think so?" She looked towards him and he nodded.
"Sure! He probably heard you pleading for help and couldn't stop himself from jumping in. That's Sonic for ya, always a helpful guy." He praised him, as Rosy wiped her tears away.
"You're much better than I thought you were, Tails! I'm glad Sonic has a buddy to help him out on his dangerous adventures! Let's be friends!" She jumped into his arms, but he immediately dodged her, holding his hands out as the whites of his eyes were exposed in his fear.
"N-no-no, that's okay! Just hearing you say that is enough!" he panicked, still afraid of the girl's strength from the fighting tournament.
Sonic ditched the two, leaving Rosy to cry out, "H-hey! Where are you going!?"
"To fight." He responded, keeping his eyes glued to Metal Sonic, waiting for him…
"Ah! W-without us!" She looked worried, but Tails also seemed to match her concerns, stepping forward with his arms to his sides.
"You're gonna leave me behind again..? Oh, rats!" He snapped his fingers and looked disheartened.
"Do yourself a favor, Amy,"
She perked up at him using her real name.
"…Don't get involved." he stated very firmly, and went to take down Metal Sonic in another all-out duel again.
Her heart was broken by his words, but she stayed out of the battlefield since.
Later, Knuckles and Tails were watching the end play out, and the many awards Sonic was rejecting receiving that Sara and her father were trying to force him to wear and accept but failing miserably too.
Rosy didn't like Sara's fawning of him but listened in on Old Man Owl and the boys' conversation…
"So you're saying…" Tails began, looking a bit worried at his words.
"Precisely!" Old Man Owl hooted, "If what you said is true, I have a theory!"
"But saying that Metal Sonic actually liked that hedgehog girl because he was being influenced by Sonic's data doesn't add up." Knuckles, incredulous as ever, leaned forward accusingly and shook his gloved hand out, turning his head to the side as he spoke a bit down to the mad owl.
"Ho? Isn't it obvious?" the old owl could have sworn he was right. "She is a cute girl, after all."
Rosy's renewal and faith in Sonic beat back into her heart like a rocker's drum. Hearts flew all around her as she thought to herself, 'Aw, he must be too shy to confess such things upfront!'
"If that's true, then Sonic has some odd tastes! And not just in looks alone!" Tails laughed.
Rosy blinked her eyes a moment, then turned to the boys, summoning her hammer to an exceptionally large height and width. "What did you say?"
The three flinched, having huddled up and not realizing she could hear them..!
But that's when Sonic blazed by, grabbing Rosy and holding her bridal style without a word, just rushing her off with him.
"O-oh!" she blushed, her hammer disappearing from her clutches, and reverting to her coy manners. "Sonic… is everything alright?"
"I'm taking you home." He stated, shaking his head then suddenly, "Ugh, anyone every tell you–you smell like flowers and machine oil. Peh!" he must have meant her run-in with Metal Sonic, but she swooned into his chest anyway.
"I knew you cared!" she chimed.
"About your smell? Keep dreaming, you rascal!"