I- Um- Feels.
cutegirlmayra
Prompt: (Sonic Forces, cause I can't stop thinking of scenarios xD ahhh! lol)
After a pretty big fight concerning leadership decisions and ethical standings, Amy stormed off away from the team, and carried off Classic her too.
Once far enough away, Amy tried to make a plan for retrieving the Ancient Powered Gears that Eggman was using to control the world and get his wishes and way.
She paced back and forth, as Classic Amy seemed worried about her, before looking over her shoulder, concerned as well that she wasn't able to be with her hero…
"We could do this in a safe, strategic, and morally correct way where no one needs to get hurt or feel used and unappreciated. Don't you think my plan will work, little m- ROSIE!"
Classic Amy twitched at her nickname, and swiftly spun around, sitting on her knees politely, she shivered slightly at the abrupt noise, before pouting at how rude it was to yell her thoughts away from Sonic.
Amy bent down and placed her hands on her hips, looking upset she wasn't listening, and slightly frustrated too.
When she saw her face, she immediately knew what she was feeling… and her heart filled with loneliness too…
It just… wasn't like how it was before… But she still wondered…
"I know, little me… I know." she turned her head down and away, placing a fisted-hand up to her chest, and seeming sorrowful.
"I-… Ohh! I would miss him more if he wasn't being so.. so.. difficult!" She stomped her foot down and looked away.
Classic Amy bent her ears slightly and smiled emphatically, before her ears perked up with a spinning noise and she turned around, jumping to her feet.
Holding her hands in light fists up to her face, she scanned over the area.
"Huh? That sound..?" Amy turned, and immediately looked hopefully surprised for something, and raced to Classic Amy's side, before stepping further up…
When the two heard it again, Classic Amy's face lit up, seeing a stream of blue light coming over and arching down the hill.
"…He came back…" Modern Amy breathed out, as if amazed and touched. "He came back for me…" She stepped a few, several wobbly steps forward.
When the streak of blue swerved towards the girls, Classic Amy jumped in a type of happy-victory dance, and waved both hands up wide to signal where they were.
In amazement, Modern Amy stopped.
When the light drew closer, she squinted her eyes…
It.. it was small.
The light dimmed to reveal a small stature, but a determined little face, holding a striking stare that could only mean annoyance.
"…It's not-…" she stumbled backwards, lowering her hands and looking down.
Crushed.
Had he not forgiven her?
Was he not going to come back?
Classic Sonic sped right past Modern Amy, as she held her head down, her eyes covered in shadows, as her hair moved with his speed in a delicate, but swift motion.
Bouncing giddily at her hero's appearence, Classic Amy hopped to the side and waited for him to skid to a halt.
In the which case, he paused and put his hands on his hips, leaning forward as if to scold her a moment, though realizing it wasn't entirely her fault for being whisked away by her older self.
He leaned back and rolled his eyes, clearly there for her and her alone.
She seemed to squee and jump towards him, hugging him as he struggled slightly but didn't push her away.
Hearing Classic Amy's happy, joyful sounds made Modern Amy grit her teeth and tighten her fists.
She flung herself around.
"She's not going ANYWHERE."
Classic Sonic had gotten Classic Amy to let go, and had his arms folded as he looked to her, before being shocked and frankly spooked a bit at Amy's alarming declaration as she marched over and scooped up Classic Amy again, holding her over her shoulder.
Classic Amy blinked her eyes, not sure what was going on, but not fighting it either it seemed.
For a moment, she lay limp, still used to getting captured. But after a moment, she started kicking her legs and flailing her arms out to her hero, wanting to be put down and rejoin with him in his arms~3
"Hmph." Modern Amy glared down at Classic Sonic, before swiping her head to the right, and puffing up her cheek.
"If you want her, you fight for her!"
Classic Sonic raised an eyebrow, not sure how to take that declaration, before bending his knees and ducking his head, looking ready to fight.
Amy flinched, lifting and withdrawing a hand back. "Yeesh! I didn't mean for you to get all serious like that!" she blinked in worry… before…
He spun into a tight ball and started jamming into her head like a homing attack x 4.
She was knocked back quite a few times before summoning her hammer, flailing it around as she closed her eyes, not wanting to get hit anymore.
"Q-quit that! You-! Why you little-! Stooop!" she swung around but he landed a little aways from her, folded his arms and faced her from the back.
He shook his head, thinking this ridiculous, before sighing.
He looked up just then, seeing a taller figure as a hand came down from above him and gestured in a bob of itself to remain calm.
"Don't worry, buddy. I got this…"
It was a calm and affirming voice, one that sounded trustworthy, as Classic Sonic didn't quite understand, but allowed him to pass and didn't torment the older Amy any further.
Classic Amy had her eyes filled with swirls, dizzy from the spinning and rapid movements, as Modern Amy kept trying to dodge invisible attacks she thought were still around her.
With her eyes squinted shut, she didn't see a hand grip her hammer, stopping it from it's random movements.
"H-huh?" Amy noticed the power struggle shift a moment, and didn't remember Classic Sonic being so…
Tall.
"What are you trying to do? Fight the wind?" Sonic shook his head, and let her hammer go.
"Hand over little you. My other me is worried about her." he gestured to Classic Sonic a little ways away, as he did look pretty fed up with Amy's rebellion, and outstretched his hand.
Amy looked at that hand… wishing to trust it again, but feeling hurt from before, and held onto her younger self tighter, bringing her in front of her and pulling her away from him.
"No! I won't let him miss treat her like a toy!"
The word caught both Sonic's off guard, and the hand immediately withdrew in a painful flinch.
The look of surprise and hurt was apparent, before Classic Sonic lost his temper, and sped forward.
He stomped the ground and let his anger full force be known, and then threw out his hand, demanding the girl!
Classic Amy looked down, innocent to his actions, and tilted her head, looking like she didn't quite understand.
Sonic looked down, understanding his frustrations, and how he wasn't used to Amy's new behavior in the future…
He glared up at her, showing his frustrations too. "Amy! Quit this!" he swished his hand out in front of him.
"You're not helping!"
"I'm trying to help, Sonic! If you would only listen to me!"
"Listen to what?! Amy? You've been at my throat since I got here. Why are you so against me!?" he spread his arms out, as Classic Sonic tapped his toe, folding his arms again, realizing the only way to get Amy was probably to let them talk things out, but he was growing impatient with that tactic…
"I'm not against you! How could you say such a thing! I thought.. for a moment I thought you weren't coming back!" her anger suddenly turned to her true sorrow, and Sonic suddenly lost some of his anger's fire through the water of her beginning tears…
She held them back, beautifully, though.
He also held himself back now, standing more up and trying a new tactic too..
Listening.
"All I've wanted to do is help you! And all you keep doing is ignoring me! You give orders and you leave as if you haven't been gone for so long! You make such rash decisions and don't think of the lives at stake here! I'm not trying to fight you, Sonic! I have a bigger issue concerning a common enemy to even DARE and think such a thing!" she pointed an arm out and towards the sky, gesturing to Eggman's large robots.
Sonic's eyes followed the notion, before frowning deeply and looking back at her, still not sure what she was getting at.
"Then why do you fight me?" He asked this pretty tenderly, as if truly seeking understanding instead of an argument over ideals for a change.
He motioned his arms out, stepping forward, as Amy avoided the gestured by looking away.
"All I've been trying to do is save lives here… yours included, Amy…"
Getting annoyed with the touchy-feely way this conversation was going, Classic Sonic twitched an eyebrow, opening his eyes and finally being done waiting.
He saw the opportunity to grab his era's Amy when her hand moved away, and bounced up to kick her other arm away as she was avoiding eye-contact.
"H-hey!"
Classic Amy jumped into his arms, wrapping her hands around him, as he quickly got down and took off, having what he came for.
"Little me-!"
Amy reached out and started to run after them, but Sonic turned around and gripped her arm, pulling her back.
"Let them go."
"N-no! I don't want her to feel… to feel…" she could barely even utter the word, her mouth trembled shut when she attempted too, and little whimpers slightly escaped her as she tried to form the breath to say it.
He pulled her back into his arms, and put an arm around in front of her, slightly below the neck.
She reflexed a hand up and gripped the arm, blinking her eyes wildly as tears threatened once more, and she looked to the ground, then out to where they ran off too.
She opened her mouth before closing it again, hearing him speak just behind her lowered head.
"Feel what… Amy?"
Classic Sonic sped off as Classic Amy smiled and leaned into his embrace, before feeling something was unright, and looked over his shoulder.
Her eyes filled with compassion when she saw her older self throw her hands over her eyes, and be turned around as the older Sonic held her, tightening his hold and seeming to comfort her.
She made a face of shocked horror, realizing her older self needed her.
She looked angrily up at her Sonic, and kicked and struggled as it threw him off course.
He made a video game noise of slipping up and wobbling, as if being hit, and skidded to a halt over the dew'd grass, and then turned his head to her, narrowing his eyes as he searched for understanding in his confusion of her actions.
She made another noise and pointed behind her, back to their future selves.
He turned around to look over his shoulder, and twitched at the intimate scene he saw going on.
He shook his head, in what looked to be fear, and reered a leg up with Amy to the side in his arms as if ready to dash off.
She puffed up a cheek, and bonked him with her hammer on his head.
His eyes swirled as rings plopped out, and then shook his head from the effect and glared back at her, pouting.
She looked more sincerely to him, tilting her as if saying, 'come on..!' and showing she was truly worried about them.
Classic Sonic leaned his head up and away from her, but his eyes stayed fixed.
His ears drooped back in frustration, but he couldn't resist her heartfelt plea.
He turned back to the Modern tragedy, and sighed, before racing back to them.
Sonic looked up from Amy crying and moved slightly, as Amy felt the shift and turned her head back to their Classic selves.
Classic Sonic stared at her a moment, not really liking her, but put his Amy down and folded his arms, waiting once more.
She nodded to him, a huge smile as to say 'thank you for waiting for me' and then ran up to Amy with a skip in her step.
Amy knelt down.
"I'm sorry… I pulled you away from your hero. All because me and my Sonic were fighting…" she put a hand up to her eye, wiping it gently. "I was… I was jealous… and embarrassed… because I knew you expected so much more from your future." she bent her head down. "Sonic's not always mean… And he doesn't mean to be sometimes, but.."
Modern Sonic's shoulders dropped as air escaped his nostrils, and he looked away, feeling awkward about being called out.
His younger self raised a judging brow to that comment, and looked to his future self.
Modern Sonic doubled-taked his expression before stomping a foot down and lifting a fist, warning him indirectly to quit judging him.
He then pulled back to turn away.
"Either way. I'm sorry for my selfish behavior. Me and Sonic are going to have a long talk now. So you can go. We'll be okay. Many challenges can come up when you have close friends. But…" she looked down to the side, before up behind her at Sonic.
"Greater friends put differences behind them. And walk on towards a brighter future." she smiled, as Sonic looked back to her, and then away to scratch his nose, as if embarrassed.
She giggled and turned back to Classic Amy.
Once she turned around, and he checked with his eyes to be sure of this, he leaned up to address Classic Amy, and held up a thumbs up and a signature wink with a smile.
It was as if he was telling her it would be alright too.
Seeing that the two were going to make-up made Classic Amy's worried expression of love turn to pure delight, and she did her usual dance and happy twirling of jumps before rushing into Modern Amy's arms and hugging her.
Once done, she raced back to her hero, who casually, as if duty, just scooped her back up without much care for the Modern scenario and walked off a moment, bouncing Classic Amy in his arms to get a good hold on her.
Also… it made her laugh, that could have contributed to the action too.
Modern Amy smiled when she saw them leave, before returning to a small, neutral frown and getting up, dusting off her dress.
"…You ready?" Sonic turned back to her, and offered his hand.
"….Em." she looked at him, then the hand, and accepting a new trust needed to be formed, along with a new understanding, she took it.
The two, led by Sonic, walked off further down and away from humanity, finding some privacy.
"I'm… not good with compromises Amy… but I can explain… a little, of what I was doing so far away from everything." he looked down, kicking the ground.
She nodded, her hand still in his.
"…I don't want you to think… that it's… entirely because of what I'm going to say. But i hope it explains my behavior lately…. especially towards you."
She nodded again, wiping her eyes.
"…I… We've been getting..*ehem* we've spent a lot of time getting to know each other, you know?"
He let go of her hand, and threw his arms up behind his head.
She was surprised and perplexed by his suddenly shift in uneasiness, and blinked up at him.
"Huh?"
He stared off towards the sun.
"…We… We've *Ehem* had a lot of adventures together… you know?" he once again dropped his hands and continued to press his toe into the dirt.
"Makes a guy think… exactly… what this is… It's difficult for me to really call it anything… or place a title on it… but…" he turned away and walked on, looking up again.
"Made me think. That's all."
She was suddenly, and very slowly, growing more and more interested in what he was trying to say.
She followed, suspiciously, behind him.
"What you took for um…*cough, ehem* 'Anger' was actually a cover." Sonic placed a fist over his mouth, as if this was hard for him to articulate.
Amy's stare held, before her eyes widened.
"What.."
"… was the cover?"
Sonic turned back around, facing her.
The light through the sky seemed to blare over the image of the two, details were lost, but words were crisp and clear…
He looked down again after a moment of staring.
His feet kicked up slowly over the other.
"That's the thing… that's hard for me to address… one I can't name. Nor identify…"
He stopped closer in front of her, and slowly… rose his head up to her eyes.
"Out of fear."
The wind rushed by.
Amy's hair gently floated behind her, as she slowly held a hand up to her chest in a tight ball again, her heart pounding.
He looked at her expression, then her eyes, trying to read what she was getting from all this.
He looked away again, and walked briskly ahead once again, swinging his arms around.
"I can't say I have an answer! But half the reason I wasn't around for so long was one, the Gears, and two, some thoughts. More things popped up, but the thoughts were the most present and…"
He stopped from his carefree facade, and turned back to her… then swished his head away as if embarrassed or ashamed at his next word.
"Haunting.."
"Sonic…"
He immediately noticed her expression and grew shyer, more defensive, and especially continued to avoid being directly assertive again.
"Ehem." he cleared his throat once more and folded his arms, looking away. "We should head back. I'll try and be more considerate of your feelings this time. I'll let you battle more and even take charge of your own positioning. Just… Just promise me one thing, Amy Rose."
He turned back to her, swaggering up, before stopping the swaying to try and hold himself seriously again, but his nature suggested he tried to play most of his feelings off, and Amy was picking up on that.
His eyes were a serious plea, and Amy could hear the slight shift in tone too…
He wasn't playing around.
This was a sincere desire of his heart for her too keep.
"Just.. Don't get hurt. Don't let me lose anything more."
"…."
"Okay?"
She was going to keep that promise, forever..
And ever.
My feels right now, I need to go to bed, goodbye sweet, cruel world.
(AU-y, but I tried to stick to character as much as possible…)