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Prompt Shadow and Amy spend the day together going shopping and hanging out. Shadow accidentally calls her Maria, fearing he's made things uncomfortable he tries to leave but Amy offers to talk it out and help Shadow. He still misses Maria and Amy's kindness reminds him of her and Amy takes it as the highest compliment he can give.
Cutegirlmayra:
I went ahead and improvised another scenario since I've done 'Shopping with Shadow and Amy' in my Fanfiction Instincts (Can also be found on Archive, Wattpad, etc.). Please check it out! ;) It's still being edited lol
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Prompt:
It wasn't like Shadow wasn't used to the accommodations Amy Rose would put on for her charitable sport.
Always cheery, looking willing to help… it somewhat made him annoyed, pitying her naive nature to see the world so full of kindness when it just wasn't.
He looked around her home, keeping his arms folded and his eyes bent in distrust. Yes, she felt the need for him to stay out of the weather, but no, he didn't actually need her assistance at all.
It was overbearing… her constant need to feel important and love something.
Selfish…
'Why must I become her new toy?' He thought to himself, deciding to ask indirectly about it as the corner of his eye suddenly filled with his gaze turning to her, not looking at her directly as she hummed and began to cook something for him.
"Why not offer the same to your precious Sonic?" He looked about the living room, "... Isn't he caught in this storm as well?"
"I never know where he is! It's so annoying." she puffed up a cheek and then giggled, "But that's part of his charm, I guess! I just have to hope he's bunking with Tails, tonight. You, on the other hand, act as though you haven't a friend in the world~" She whimsily disregarded him? A wave of her hand… acting so… so nurturing for some reason.
"Do I seem so frail to you?" Shadow lowered his eyebrows. Sickening how some people needed to help others just to feel good about themselves.
He looked away, staring at really nothing, just…
He suddenly felt very guilty and bad at all this judging, and his eyes squinted in that pain of knowing he was in the wrong.
He sighed loudly, uncrossing his arms and walking into the kitchen, "How can I help?"
Maria turned with eyes full of wondrous blue yearning, "Shadow!" She had cried out, "You're really willing to help me? Grandfather says I shouldn't handle the stove on my own, will you give it a try?"
"You're really willing to help me?"
His eyebrow twitched, stopping mid-stride as she repeated a phrase from a memory.
He had become so hardened… that it was physically painful to be reminded of a time he wasn't so distrusting and jaded.
"... Yes." He lowered his head, still looking intimidating… but Amy could just tell he was trying to be humble about her taking him in.
She giggled, "You're funny when you want to be nice and helpful." She teased, putting a hand up to her mouth. "Shall we?" She gestured to the counters.
He just rose his chin up and walked to where she was directing him, seeing some ingredients needing to be cut and her hands gently taking his own to hold the large carrot and position the cooking knife where it was meant to slice.
She gave him a charming closed-eye smile and then went back to stirring her pot he assumed was a warm stew to fight against the cold that had built up inside him…
Not just from this storm outside tonight…
With very little direction, he took all the ingredients on the counter and threw them up, swiping his expert, speedy skills through the air before they all landed in piles on the cutting board.
He put the knife down and walked back over to her, looking over her shoulder.
She was absentmindedly humming that same song again…
"... Will it be ready soon?"
"E-YAH!" She jumped in alarm, turning around and gripping her heart, "S-Shadow, you scared me!"
Although he found that somewhat amusing, he didn't show it, and just closed his eyes and turned away from her, "You shouldn't be so distracted… having an eye and ear on your surroundings could benefit you greatly… Ah?" He was tugged by her back to the cutting board, where she gasped again at his achievement.
"You… cut these that quickly?" Again, he was amused, but didn't show it. He just looked at her and turned his head away, a slight glare with an awkward sweatdrop on the side of his face.
"Did you expect me not to perform the task adequately? I am the Ultimate Lifeform you know-"
He was swung again to the pot, "You. Stir. I'll start the seasoning!" She seemed somewhat angry that he was better at this than her, and he couldn't help but stare at her mannerisms, marching over and puffing up her cheek again…
He just watched… before stirring the pot… remembering once again…
Of days gone by…
"Ohh! Shadow, you did so well!" Maria put her hands gently together, praising him for the cake they had made.
"... What is it?" He had asked, looking at the strange cream-colored sponge.
"It's a fluffy vanilla cake! O-oh… but the Ark ran out of Icing a while back." She lightly put a hand to her cheek, as though apologizing by that gesture. "Don't worry, it should still taste great!"
Sitting by a large window-plane that showed the expanse of space, Shadow and Maria sat down with the plate of a pieced-in-cake, nibbling on it together.
Shadow sat at Amy's kitchen door which had two window-planes above and below it, watching the rain outside, eating his stew.
"Hmm… You sure you don't want to eat at the table, Shadow?" Amy put a hand to her cheek, mouth to the side of her face, not sure what or where his mind was wandering off to with.
"... No, I'm fine right here." He kept staring out the window… memories painfully twisting into his chest, tightening the searing emptiness that even the stew couldn't warm up.
She sighed, picking up her stew and sitting beside him. "The rain is lovely,-"
"The stars are lovely, aren't they, Shadow?"
"They are Maria."
Amy blinked her eyes.
"Huh?"
Shadow's eyes were so soft and tender… it made Amy's own opened slightly more, realizing…
She knew now where his mind was.
He snapped out of it with a blink as though in disbelief he had stated that out loud.
He couldn't even speak to her, his mouth hung and jumped a few times, but nothing except escaped air jutted out in sound from him.
Then… a beautiful sight.
Amy's head tilted and she was lighted by the strikes of lightning. "I'm flattered… that I can… give you a place where you can feel safe from the cold… Shadow."
Warmth.
A vulnerability he didn't want to admit nor feel at this time… suddenly rose like a heat lamp inside him.
"... Forgive me." He stated.
Maria stroked his head as he rested in her lap… softly breathing in a quiet dream…
Amy smiled, stroking his head, happy to see him so at peace… since arriving on Earth so long ago.
Suppose... he was the needy one... after all.