starbrandfan asked:

I know you're in the middle of doing the prompt I already requested, but I've seen you finished one just now and am just wanted to request a small one lol. Can you do a prompt where Sonic and Amy are married, has kids, still protecting the world from Eggman and all of that?

cutegirlmayra answered:

Prompt:

Eggman, in the grim of the morning mist and still half-darkened skies, coughed at the smoke and steam fuming out of his torn up Egg-o-bot.

He hunched up and leaned, broken and beaten, over the side of his contraption, before looking sorrowfully with desperation in his eyes over to Sonic's back… walking away from him.

"W-wait!" he reached out his hand, "How could you do this to me!?" he slammed his fists on the wrecked machinery, looking hurt as he hung his head down a moment, before then shaking it off and angrily ranting again.

"It's not like you! What did she do to you!? Do you realize what you've done!? By doing this… you'll never be able to fully get rid of me!" he propped himself a little more upright, gripping the side of his robot for support, and then shaking a betrayed fist in the air. "You'll have more responsibility picking up mundane tasks like… like taking out the GARBAGE instead of the pure exhileration of fighting me! You'll be a washout! A hasbeen! You'll be-!"

"You?" Sonic stopped in his footsteps.

Eggman's face dragged down, his eyebrows inching upwards and back.

The hurtful tone froze him in Sonic's very speech, and Eggman began to shake in astonishment.

"What has… become of you? My greatest rival and.. worthiest adversary…" he almost mouthed the words, as if unable to recognize Sonic anymore. "She's humiliated you…" he looked down, shaking his head.

Sonic turned his head- sharply- as if to scold Eggman.

"No. She's shown me that living is one thing… but being alive is another." he then lifted a hand up, closed his eyes, gently bent his head down… and gave Eggman a signature shrug.

"I'm still springy, egghead. I'm still me. But I'm more than me now… and I owe that to all my friends."

Eggman gripped the robot tighter… his enraged face blasting into more threats and falsehoods… before he collapsed and cried, knowing Sonic would now have everything he could never have…

Or even hope to achieve now…

Sonic watched him break down, unable to stop himself, but then kept walking on…

—

Sonic came over a hill to a small home, and stepped into the grass… before looking down at the cement…

He looked long and hard at it.

His eyes shifted over his foot, lifting it up to the side to look over the beautiful, free crushed grass under his feet…

The contrast… between spark white-ish grey and bright, brilliant green…

Two worlds… two steps away from each other.

He took a moment to look up and feel the wind…

He would still have this.

But now… he needed to do something else.

Be something else…

He made a brave face, and passed onto the solid concrete, a literal switching of mindsets.

Before he even got to the door, a beautiful- but worn out face emerged, looking overjoyed to see him.

"Sonic!" In her hands, was the thing he had fought so hard to protect…

Every muscle in his body tensed.

It had been almost a year… and Eggman finally knew.

That would complicate things… but Amy didn't need to know about that now…

She happily sped up to him, directly in front of him, and held the small blanket.

She turned to give it one last coo before gesturing for Sonic to take it.

He hesitated, looking her over before the tiny, squirming thing in her arms…

Looking back, he saw the permission in her eyes, the gentle nod, and the gesture she made with her eyes to the blanket… then back at him.

He had never held a baby before.

Let alone one that possessed his eyes.

The tiny child was fast asleep… but blinked when it felt the cold, and dug deeper into Sonic's warm chest.

Something swarmed him. Was it instinct?

Immediately he turned, before looking to Amy for permission.

She let her hovering hands… slowly drop and hold each other in front of herself… then she nodded.

He looked back at the child, and started back up the hill…

—-

After a little while of walking, he looked up, hearing the baby cough before letting out faint noises of discomfort, he watched the clouds… before looking back at it.

"This… is the world." He stated, "I'm…."

The child blinked his eyes up to him.. and Sonic had never felt more fulfillment, a greater desire to protect and love,… then looking in the eyes of his own child.

"…I…" he felt his mouth cave in, unable to continue.

The child tilted his head, as if he could even understand the concept of puzzlement.

Sonic took a deep breath… then smiled. Looking gently to his offspring, he pulled him out of the blanket and held him up over himself.

"Kid… I'm your Hero." He happily bounced the kid a moment in his hands, before bringing him to his face and letting the child's small hands dance around the features of his face.

Amy made her way up the hill, held her heart with a smile, before her motherly instincts kicked in and she had to break up the moment.

"Sonic! He'll freeze to death!" She called, upset he would forget such an important survival fact.

She huffed with a puffed up cheek to one side, shifting her weight as she folded her arms, pouting at his carelessness.

"Huh?" Sonic turned to blink at her, as the child laughed, seeming unphased by the cold.. well, at the moment.

It was still the brr of the early morning light… barely sufficient to call that warmth.

"Ohh…" she rolled her eyes, deciding to stomp over, pick up the now dew-damped blanket on the ground, and held it out to receive the baby again.

"He's gonna catch pneumonia." she explained.

Sonic pulled the child back down, chuckling as his son's weak hands tried to grip his father's spines and pull them down with him; but they only whip-lashed silently back into place. "Or he'll have strong lungs." Sonic kid, before handing the child willingly back to it's mother.

"To think.. one night…" Sonic rubbed the side of his head, before Amy gave him a look and he twitched. "J-just contemplating the miracles of life." he tried to recover, but she just narrowed-in on his thought. "Honest!" he held his hands up in defense, and his charming smile dispelled any further comment from her.

"Come on… he needs to get back inside…" She then started doting on the baby, "What'cha doin'? Whosa good baby?! Ohh~ You are! Yes~ Momma's little boy~"

Sonic raised an eyebrow at her strange, new behavior… but figured he'd get used to that…

As long as it wasn't directed at him…

He nervously sweat-dropped and was beginning to follow her into the home, before looking back at the grassy hill.

… doubts… was Eggman right? Would he still be able to be himself with a family now to take care of?

"Sooooniicc~?"

He turned to his mate's calling, and smiled.

She tapped her foot, having the baby in one arm and the other hand gripping her waist's corner.

She leaned forward, "You're not an old man, yet! So come on!" she scolded, but he saw the loving after-look she gave him, and turned her affections back to the baby, walking inside.

…One faithful night….

He rubbed his head, a faint pink upon the sides of his muzzle.

Marrying her wasn't the hard part… it was accepting that half his life would now be…

"How did Eggman put it?" Sonic placed a finger under his chin, slightly scratching it as he looked to the corner of his eye and thought about it. "Oh yeah!" he 'heh'd, bouncing with his steps to the home.

"Taking out the trash~" he found that amusing.

Didn't he normally do that? By taking out Eggman all the time, anyway?

He looked back at his hands, then his arms.

The sensation of holding his child for the first time… it never left him.

He flexed his hands out and then tightened them closer in, curling his fingers.

What kind of man would he be? What legacy would he live? Would he become a fighter like himself? Or a romantic… like his mother…

Sonic rolled his eyes, not sure how that'd pan out.

He lightly stepped into the living room and watched as Amy set the baby in the crib Tails had made for them.

She bent over and attended him, happily satified that her 'Mothering Books' were coming in handy.

She then dusted her hands off and happily turned to Sonic.

She also looked fulfilled.

Seeing that made Sonic feel another sensation. Different from pride, it was more like satisfaction.

"You look terribly happy." He perked up a little, leaning on the door frame and folding his arms.

"And you look engrossed in happiness~" she played back, chiming in and swishing her dress back and forth, teasing him a little.

"Engrossed?" He raised an eyebrow, "Ha! That sounds disgusting."

"Oh, not that kinda gross, Sonic." she picked up a pillow, puffing it up before he got a funny idea…

He sneered… and then raced forward to take the pillow-

"Hey!"

"Watch it!"

He threw the pillow back at her.

She laughed before scoffing with a huge open-grin. She took the pillow and swung it right back at him, in which they both circled around the baby in the pillow fight.

He had reached up to intercept her last throw and caught it in midair, holding it close to his chest like a football, he then held out a hand.

"Wait!"

She stopped, not sure what was wrong.

A mischievous smile appeared across his face.

"….Charrrgeee!" he suddenly came at her, gently ramming into her and making her laugh as they tumbled to the ground.

"Uh oh." he kid, moving a little off of her as she continued to giggle like a lovestick hedgehog.

"I've forgotten. No more 'pillows-in-the-middle' right?" he teased, referencing what appeared to be an inside joke, and pulled the pillow out from under him that once lay between themselves.

He lowered himself and lightly moved his nose over hers, before angling himself to the right and looking up a the carriage.

The baby cooed.

"So he didn't sleep through that?"

She once again laughed, "Silly. He's a baby! He has good hearing…" she whispered, as Sonic frowned and looked up at it.

"…He's gonna ease-drop on us… isn't he?"

"Undoubtedly."

"Hmm…"

He then looked down at her, and her up at him.

They lightly kissed, just seeming to start off a romantic ending to his adventurous day before-

The baby started to cry a little… before wailing in agitation.

Sonic released and gave the baby a funny pout.

"If he's not ease-dropping… then he's keeping us up at night." Sonic retorted with a huff, as Amy patted his head to try and calm him, giggling at his comment before moving up to treat the baby.

"Does this mean we can't… well… you know… anymore?" Sonic sat down and asked probably the most ridiculous question Amy had ever thought she heard before.

"What?" she turned around, confused. "Sonic. Heh. Of course we can still do that!" she laughed, and then went back to silencing the baby.

Sonic leaned back on the end of the couch, and sighed in relief, lowering his head and closing his eyes.

For a moment.. this new life seemed to make him… pretty content.

Then Amy had to open her big mouth…

"We're obviously not done here~"

He looked back up with that statement, seeing the hunger in her eyes for more children… he suddenly nervously smiled… sweat dripping from the side of his face… eyes widening.

Uh-oh…

'I better get Eggman to make some excuses for me staying out late…'

He rotated his head to the door.

Too late now.