angelbaby1998 asked:
How do you think Amy and the others would feel after Unleashed if they didn't know where Sonic was, and he just came back after them knowing he was gone for days?
cutegirlmayra answered:
Prompt:
Professor Pickle stared out his window, the orange sky beginning to wane down into its final rest into the night. Before that, the clouds had been stretched like thinned out cotton, speckled with little grey holes that let the sunlight in from the previous rainstorm.
Amy was flipping through a book, but sighed heavily and placed it down after a few more skims of her eyes and the tips of her fingers against their flimsy pages.
"Water damage." Professor Pinkle's voice was one of fact, but had a little grain in them that he cleared out with a few gruffs. Digging deep to get the sound right, he finally spoke a bit more within the norm for him, "He's been gone an awful while…"
"That's normal for Sonic." Amy's usual cheeriness must have been masked over by the gloomy weather, but as she gently set the book aside, she smiled lightly to him and placed her hands delicately in front of her on the table she was sitting at. "He's probably taking in the sights, enjoying them more now that the planet's been saved."
"Ah, does he usually just… up and fancies himself out without telling anyone about his… eccentric journeyings?" He seemed tied up on the idea, but Amy just tried to put together what he had said.
"Umm…" She politely looked away and up towards the ceiling, her mouth forming a pursed line before nodding to him, thinking she might have understood him this time. "Yep! Sonic loves to run! So it's often hard to tell where he goes. Still, I try not to worry too much. Don't fret too much about Sonic, he's a free spirit! After all…" she hopped down from the table and glided her hand across the books of his shelf, opening her mouth to smile wider at the legends and lores they all contained.
"Wow…" she removed her hand a moment to look the whole room over, "Can you imagine? What if every mythological story is true? Whew! Sonic would have his hands full for sure." she held her hands behind her back, tilting her body in an energetic and young, feminine way as once again–the old professor's eye caught that mask of her true emotions.
"You're very real… when you wish to be." The Professor mused, "And so are legends. They all stem from some fable of truth." he nodded his head, turning to the skies again. "That fox friend of yours… Ohh… the names not coming to mind…"
"Tails?" Amy thought it strange that he wouldn't remember that signature feature of his. She turned around and tilted her head back, child-like, but with a sense of innocence as she walked over to the window to look up at him.
"Ah, that's the one! He's out there flying about and looking for the ol'sport, right?" He seemed excited to say it, "Makes an old professor wonder… what's the logic in you not going about to do the same, hmm?" He waited a moment… before taking a peek at her reaction. "Hmm…?" he noticed her sudden glum appearance and turned more fully to her, his eyebrows arching a bit in concern. "Don't particularly like the rain, dear?"
"It's not that." Amy lightly rubbed her hands against the windowsill. "I'd be running with all my heart through the puddles to find him… but…"
"Ah, the legendary word." Professor Pickle nodded his head and straightened up from leaning over to speak with her. "Say all the more you want, but 'But' is a strong, connecting word. Makes me think you have tried before, and again, and again… and finally, discouragement has uprooted that wonderful spirit of adventure in you… and kept you nicely by my side, eh?" He had such a … way… with words.
Amy's ears bent back slightly, and she looked away from Professor Pickle.
"Do you… Do you think he purposefully doesn't come back… sometimes?" Amy felt a bit of her heart sink at admitting her awful doubts. She had pushed them away for so many years… "It's only when one of us goes after him out of worry and not seeing him for so long… that we ever see him at all."
"Ah, thus is the life of one called, 'the blue blur', eh? An illusionary fallacy of a man and friend, when really, the true underlining of a fable book, no?" He gestures back to his stories. "If one is truly real to his feelings, he'll comply. But!" He raised a finger up, happy to express some wisdom to the girl–"He is very much real, and your worth to him shouldn't be crippling on the edifice of what is real or not real. Sonic… must be opened like a book on mythology… and then, is he real within you and your emotions." Professor Pickle was a true wizard, one with a line that could combobulate a mixture of confusion with priceless words faster than puzzling riddle.
"So..?" Amy squinted her eyes, trying to figure it out, but hinting to the kind professor that she couldn't quite follow that this time.
He laughed, seeing her struggles, and placed a hand encouragingly on her shoulder, "I'm sure he'll either return, or he's waiting for you… dear girl." He gently then turned her towards the door, as her eyes widened at what he was implying. "Go to him… he probably misses your enthusiastic smile… I hear he's quite fond of it… along with chocolate supreme, or something or other." He stood like a posh Englishman then, proud to see the girl off. "Take care, now. And I wouldn't mind it if you stopped for some delectable sandwiches. Pick me one up, will you? You know the kind I like." he hmm'd his joy at the thought. "Oh yes, quite tasty after the smell of fresh rain, wouldn't you agree?"
"I would." Amy breathed out, unable to hide this time her true love and wish to see her blue hero again. "I'll check up on Sonic, and I'll find him!" her usual pep was returned to her, and he smiled to see it through his hairy, elderly brows.
"Hmm… yes… not a 'But' in that fine sentence. A good statement, really." he watched her head out, dashing through the puddles in a true, bright expression of youth and joy. "Ah, the grandeur of youth." He went on, walking up to the open door and seeing the sunset, "I do hope she remembered a coat… or at least an umbrella. Brr… best shut the windows, then." He slowly… softly… closed the door.
Amy raced through the cobbled city, as her footfalls splashed up to scare the pigeons off their roasted spires of the extraordinary architect.
The glimmer of the puddles only radiated her feelings of excitement. She paused only once to look around, her quills swishing freely as she did so, before feeling the wind brisk them forward and turning that very direction.
"Ah!" she gave out an surprised sound, but one that knew exactly what the wind was saying. "Found him!" she took off, experienced in this sort of routine, before skidding to a halt at an ice cream vendor's cart.
"One sundae supreme, sir!" the man bellowed out happily, "Though it's getting awfully chilly, sure you want one?"
"It's for a friend." Sonic's voice rang through the streets and straight to her heart.
Tails's plane flew overhead, and Sonic looked around the man's tarped covering and excitedly looked back to him again, "Make that two, please!" He held up two fingers as the man just laughed, making another.
Sonic waited as he watched the progress, but by this time, Amy had already waved out a hand and called out his name, "Sonic!"
"Huh?" Sonic turned, his hand on his hip swayed up in a leisurely greeting, but his eyes glistened with the falling sun as he saw his friend, delighted to see her. "Thought you'd show up sooner." he admitted.
Her heart skipped a beat.
"You… you were waiting for me?"
"Uh-huh." He nodded, "Figured you and Tails would be worried about me, sorry about that." He scratched behind his head, looking down. "I… had some thoughts and things I needed to take care of. I'm buying these in honor of a good friend." He watched the man hand out the newest creation he had compiled together as Sonic gave him a thankful nod and gestured one to Amy. "On the house! Or so he says." Sonic laughed, "My treat, basically."
Amy lovingly was touched, and took the treat. "Thank you.. Sonic! Hehe!" she licked the vanilla part and placed a hand to her cheek, "Emm~ My favorite! Light and fluffy!"
"Thought so." Sonic gave her a thumbs up, "Now, how to get Tails down here to say the same." Sonic teased, looking up at Tails flying about and waving. He gestured that he was landing, and arched his biplane far off into the distance.
Amy and Sonic watched both him and the sun set over the city and hills… finally resting over the ocean… before blipping out of sight entirely.
"…For Chip." Sonic raised his hand towards the fading light, that then completely disappeared, as though high-fiving it… one last time.
He lowered his hand and then looked to Amy, "Good?" he noticed it melting as she stared at the scene and then him.
"Huh..? O-oh!" she quickly began to try and lick it up as Sonic laughed at her vain attempts.
"We should catch Tails," He raised the other ice cream up to the night sky, "After all, now that I'm not some big Gaia monster, I can't just stretch my arm out and hand him it. Plus, I'd like to see the look on his face when I asked the vendor for extra chips on his." He smiled brightly, gesturing back to the ice cream man as he leaned on his cart and closed his eyes, smiling back.
It was so pleasant… the ice cream so rich.
And Sonic's smile…
"How are you feeling… about all this?" Amy wondered out loud, as Sonic also seemed to take a moment to think about it, tapping his foot to the ground and slightly crossing his arms, gazing to the cobble streets.
"Well,… I'm used to this form, so I guess it won't be that hard to get used to again." He looked back up at her, and to reassure her, bounced a little as he swung a fist upward, "Guess I'll just stick to what's true and blue!"
Amy giggled at his antics, then followed suit, startling him as she took his hand.
"H-huh?" He watched her take the lead, eating her ice cream. "What's this all about?" He seemed surprised, but then looked a bit awkward, "What are you feeling…" he seemed to shy back, and she just pulled him forward.
"Hmm? Oh, just that I don't want you taking off without me!" she looked back after licking her lips as though this was nothing new, "Come on! Tails will definitely want to hear all about this one, and you know me, never a dull moment in your stories, I've gotta hear everything!" as is her normal way of showing affection, she charged forward, dragging him behind.
"Wha-ah-ah!" He stumbled after her, trying to not lose balance and drop Tails's ice cream.
"We were all so worried about you… I'm glad I found you." She kept her head forward, "And that… you feel like yourself, but maybe missing what you lost… just a little bit… we'll try and help the best we can with that,… Sonic… You can rely and depend on us."
Her words of comfort made him look to her again, and as his eyes adjusted to the new, but fast-pacing darkness that covered the land… he held her hand just the tiniest bit tighter… but no transformation this time.
He had been missing Chip, but also missing his friends, as well…
He loosened his grip on her hand after a moment, as though accepting that he wouldn't become the Werehog again, and nodded to her statement.
"Sorry."
"We'll always worry about you! So don't sweat it! Just know, that we're always waiting for you to come back safely!" she looked over her shoulder, happy to be with him, and then walked quickly while she ate towards where Tails had landed, a while away… but a pleasant stroll through the city never hurt anybody…
Apotos's was brimming with night life fancies, like lights and soft music playing on the streets…
Tails's plane's propeller slowly spun as he dismounted it and excitedly ran over to Sonic after checking that everything was a safe landing.
"Sonic..! Oh? For me?" Tails waited to take the ice cream, but looked about ready to take it, looking for a signal from Sonic.
Sonic had let go of Amy's hand a while ago, which made her puff up her cheek, but she was happy he put up with it for so long anyway that regardless, she was still pretty happy to be with him.
She swayed her body as Sonic nodded and handed the treat over to his friend, smiling. "All yours, buddy!"
"Wow, thanks!" Tails excitedly took it, "Woah! So many chips!"
Sonic folded his arms, basking in the look Tails gave off. "Knew you'd love it." He gave him an iconic wink and thumbs up, bouncing it in the air a moment.
Amy carefully held her ice cream, half-way eaten, in her hands. "Ooohh… isn't there something special about mine too, Sonic? Something I like?"
Tails was hurriedly devouring his Ice cream with enthusiastic licks, he must have been hungry, as Sonic turned to Amy and nodded too.
"Extra whip, extra cream, and a whole lot more strawberries." he winked, "You said, 'light and fluffy' before, right?"
His kindness and consideration made her blush as she hid behind the delicacy. "Hehehe~ You remembered~"
"I don't forget a true friend." He looked back to Tails, "But I sure do miss them…" and then up to the sparkling night sky again. "Man, I forgot how fast it changes from day to night…" he marveled a moment, solemnly.
"How could you forget?!" Tails exclaimed, "Anyway, what happened?" His face had some 'leftovers' on it and Amy–scoldingly–pointed it out in mime. "Oh! S-sorry…" He cleaned himself up as Sonic chuckled to himself.
"Well… it's a long story."
Amy saw him look straight ahead, and the sudden sorrow that matched her gloom from before.
In empathy, she smiled, "I'd love to hear a good story." she remembered the Professor's words, and as Sonic turned to answer her, she held up her ice cream to him with a finger sticking out, protesting, "And no 'But's! 'But's ruin the story!" she chimed, moving the ice cream out from hiding her face and wagging her finger as though Sonic from his earlier years.
Tails let out a silly, young boy laugh at her impersonation, and Sonic just lowered his eyes and shrugged openly at it.
"Guess I have no choice." He mused, and began to retell his amazing adventure as a Werehog while the two enjoyed Chip's last treat…
What they didn't know… was that it was sprinkled with the chocolate Chip had loved… so much…