#eggman being like ''you must be all worried without sonic hehe'' and tails just goes ''did you forget station square.'' LMAO

[infizero]

tails and eggman dialogue was one of the best things to come out of the final horizon dlc

[cutegirlmayra]

This is kinda funny, I got this idea through feels from the new pokemon movie lol

Prompt:

The two dimensions were ripped and forced together, leaving the other dimensional Sonic and his friend forced to reside in the other dimensions changes, along with each counterpart being connected to the other.

Sometimes, in unhealthy ways…

Classic Sonic, earlier in the dooms-day fight, had tried to get Classic Amy from fighting. She kept rushing in to be protected by him and it ended up getting him hurt multiple times as he tried to keep her away.

With enough annoyance, he finally spat out a quick noise that shook Modern Sonic, making him wonder what was going on.

Modern Sonic could feel anger in him but didn’t understand why he was so frustrated.

Returning back to find Classic Sonic trying to move Classic Amy away, he wasn’t sure what the right call was.

“Woah, woah, woah. What’s going on here?” He moved his arms up and down, trying to find meaning in their strange behavior, before Classic Amy’s eyes started watering and she looked down.

Rushing off, Classic Sonic sighed, waving it off as if he would deal with the matter after he finished trashing the robots.

Modern Sonic, having been kept out of the conversation, was left to suppose nothing was wrong.

Though… the bitterness of frustration lingered through his muscles, making him tense them at times as if expecting something to trigger them.

He tried to shake himself out of it and focus on the task at hand.

Later… Modern Amy noticed the strange sorrow and stone-cold expression of her other dimension. She tried to soothe her troubled heart by asking what was wrong, but Classic Amy simply wanted to learn how to wield her hammer better and train.

Unaware of the meaning of her request, Modern Amy began to train Classic Amy, when Modern Sonic found them.

“Hey! Been looking for you!” Sonic waved, before seeing Amy turn around excitedly, only moments before worrying about her other dimensional self’s well-being.

“Sonic! I’m glad you’re here!” she happily swayed her arms as she walked up to him, a cute little trot if ever there was one.

Sonic stopped and smiled, just letting her make her way to him.

She stopped a little ways away from him, looking back at her Classic self.

Classic Amy lowered her hammer, not even looking over her shoulder to the other Sonic. She simply rose her head and started to practice the movements before smashing into the rocks she was using as targets beforehand.

Amy tilted her head in concern, before turning back to Sonic. “You were looking for me? Hehe~ Missing me already?”

“That’s… not quite the case.” He nervously scratched behind his head, smiling with a sweatdrop, before explaining the situation. “The communications down, so Tails wanted me to run a small errand.” He looked to Classic Amy, “The message is that Tails found out that we’re all connected in more than just physical aspects. You know, one gets hurt, the other gets bruised too? Well, it goes deeper than that… You see, emotions are connected too. Strange to think about, ya know?” he tilted his head, realizing she had lifted a bundled hand up to her chest, turning away. “Amy? What’s wrong?”

“It all makes sense now… why I’ve been feeling… so hurt and abandoned lately.” She turned to her Classic self. “Sonic… did… Did something happen with our other dimensional selves?”

“Not that I know of.” Sonic scratched his head again, before suddenly getting an idea. “Hey wait a minute… They were having that odd spat a little while back…”

“A spat?” Amy quickly, as if with the love of a mother, turned worriedly towards Sonic. She was fully invested in his words, hoping further towards him and holding both hands up by her cheeks. “Were they arguing?”

“I don’t know.” Sonic turned away, looking as if in the distance to remember… “All I can recall is that I felt frustrated for no reason… then…. She just took off and my Classic self kinda sighed and went back to the battle.”

“You don’t think he was mean to her, do you?”

“Why would you say that?” he looked back to her, lowering the hand and looking mildly concerned now.

“She’s been acting odd lately… All she wants to do is stare off at nothing or train. I’m worried… Sonic… I think she’s so sad… she’s making herself... something… different than who she is.” She turned back with sorrow and empathy as she watched the rocks crush under Classic Amy’s hammer. “Her skills rapidly improve, so I’m proud of her. But I’m worried she’s getting stronger for something… that might not be right.”

“What do you mean?” Sonic narrowed his eyes, unsure of what she was implying.

“I… I don’t know.” As if avoiding the terrible thought, she shook her head and smiled to Sonic. “But I know I can trust you to talk to other dimensional you, right?”

“Leave it to me!” Sonic nodded, looking determined before about to rush off. “Oh… another thing.” He pounded his chest, ��If you start feeling like she does…”

Amy excitedly opened her eyes more, wanting to experience any moment of glee that might come from a touching line.

“Let Tails know, alright?”

As if with the swiftness of lightning, she flinched back and squinted her eyes in pain. “…Okay… b-but-!”

She reached out, however, her agreement was the only thing Sonic heard before taking off in a blur of blue.

“….What about you?” she lowered her hand, feeling it shaking and quickly gripped it. “What’s wrong with me?” she turned to Classic Amy,…

Whose fist was shaking with anger she’d never seen before. Even without seeing her face, she knew something was wrong…

Something… was off.

Later, Amy’s quills began to spike up more, like her classic self. Sonic didn’t notice the subtle change of rising tension and simply parted with Amy on quietly polite terms. This only made things worse, as Classic Amy’s emotions started to fiddle with Modern Amy’s. Almost in a matter of a few days, Modern Amy was experiencing significant character changes, ones… that she feared.

“Tails!” She quickly cried out, as Tails was trying to figure out the strange energy signals that were being expressed from the two’s body. “I feel like she’s changing me! I can’t stop her, she’s already gone to the battlefield!”

“I can’t believe this… the animosity… it’s like someone insulted your mother!”

“We had a run in with her dimension’s Eggman. It only made things worse! He said she was practically useless except for a nice leverage against Sonic. It threw her into such rage… I’ve never felt that kind of anger before! I thought she would literally smash him!”

Classic Amy was staring at the ground on a stump she was sitting upon. Her fists clenched, and the memory of her Sonic’s look of distress having to try and stay around her, his pleading for her to stay out of the fight, and his insistence that she wasn’t one to be caught up in the ‘heat of battle’. What really threw her for a loop was when he told her to play with the flowers, basically to leave him alone completely and not even let her try and help.

Sure. She understood he was fighting. But she wanted to be there by his side. She thought she helped him stay strong, having something to protect…

She was wrong.

And that very fact of being wrong about her idea of her and Sonic sent a rage through her. Why couldn’t it be better? Why couldn’t she get stronger and show him she could remain by his side? She thought he found it fun to rescue her, and at first that would annoy her a little, but in the end, she found it humorous.

Now she only saw it as a betrayal. If it wasn’t fun, then was he doing it out of duty? If he didn’t want to protect her, then was he only toying with her?

The thoughts grew worse until she couldn’t stand it. She leaped off the stump as quiet as a mouse and began to make her way through the bush, towards the most terrifying battle that was happening miles away.

The earth was rent from the two dimensions converging. A red glow of fire was beneath the two teams, the Knuckles, Classic Tails, and Sonics fought against a new powerful set of Eggmans.

Wielding all the Chaos Emeralds into one, co-piloted machine… The Eggmans had the Sonic Teams fighting for their lives.

Classic Amy’s sharp quills flung back at the heated air that tried to sway her off her course. She lifted an arm and endured, glaring through the heat and keeping her jaw locked with resolve.

If Sonic didn’t want her to be someone to protect and care for… she was going to become something monstrous and her own creation.

If he wanted her not to fight, he was going to experience her at her most violent peak.

If he wanted her to ‘play with flowers’, she was going to dominate the field with carnage.

It was completely out of her character, her comfort zone, but she wanted to feel nothing more than a machine of destruction. To have her Sonic look and see the damage he had done. She wanted some form of guilt from him, for him to be so sorry, he’d beg her to return to her cute and adoring state.

That’s all she wanted… but was it right?

Was it right of him to push her to the side without explaining himself? For Eggman to call her worthless?

“What do we do, Tails? She’ll destroy herself from the inside!” Amy panicked, feeling the emotions swell uncontrollably in herself, knowing they weren’t her own.

“She’ll change you at this rate…for some reason, the dimensions combining are trying to combine us with our other dimensional selves as well! Your other’s emotions are so high, that it’s spiking your own mental and emotional state.” Tails explained, looking at his monitor. “It’s.. kinda scary… how did this happen?”

“I think her Sonic must of hurt her feelings… but I’m not one for revenge. I always forgive, Sonic! No matter what!”

“This situation has really revealed the worst of ourselves…” Tails looked away from the screen, down and behind himself as if ashamed. “I’m sure the other Sonic was feeling the pressure as well… We’ve never been pushed this far to our breaking-points. You’ve never been that angry… but she now has a situation that is driving her towards that rage… It’s starting to be a hazard for you, Amy. You could change… but I know you want to help her, and I do too.” he looked to give a caring glance to Classic Amy, but she was nowhere to be found.

He looked around, “W-where…?”

“What’s wrong?” Amy turned around, her quills spiking further as Tails gasped.

“Oh no!”

“HAHAAH! Look at them! On their knees!” Modern Eggman laughed, bashing his hand on the machine’s control panel.

“Hmm? All but one! Look!” Classic Eggman sneered as he leaned over and dramatically pointed to the one pink speck in the distance. “What’s the pint-sized, ludicrous girlfriend-wannabe doing here?!”

She stood with a look of a mighty oak, only her raised spikes and clothes being harshly blown by the heated smoke in the dark of the day.

Modern Eggman leaned forward, frowning. “…I’ve never seen her like this…”

“PFft!” Classic Eggman leaned back, folding his arms. “I always knew she was crazy. Why the devil Sonic keeps her around is beyond me.” He flung his hand out, but Modern Eggman knew better.

He leaned back in his seat, “Something’s not right… crazy’s one thing… but this looks serious…”

Classic Amy’s eyes dulled into a redish-hue from the fires below the cracked earth. The amber ashes flying gracefully by her.

Eggman rosed an eyebrow, “I think she wants to take us on…” he almost said that out of curious concern.

“Hmm.” Classic Eggman furrowed his brows. “Is it worth it?” he looked up at his Modern self.

“…No.” Modern Eggman then felt some sweat on his neck. “But something tells me she won’t take no for an answer.”

Classic Amy took off towards the horde of robots.

Easily ripping and smashing them apart, she made her way brutally passed the fallen teams.

“W-what on earth is she doing?!” Modern Knuckles, struggling to get his bearings, looked up from the blur of the heat wave to see her make her way to the giant dooms-day machine.

“Heh, if she wants a boss fight… why resist?” Modern Eggman spread his arms out, before powering up the machine, having it’s machine gun as its arm rotates a moment for style and scares. “Let’s dance!”

“Amy… no…”

Classic Tails struggled to get up, moving an arm out to grip the earth.

“He’s… too strong.” Classic Knuckles hit the ground, realizing that none of them had the energy to go after her.

All but one.

Rising to his knee, Classic Sonic huffed and puffed… before squinting a hurt eye open to see her rushing to the machine.

“Hohoho! So foolish! Another frontal assault? Don’t make me laugh!”

Modern Sonic was getting up too, before hearing a loud cry of his name in the distance.

Turning around, Tails was flying quickly over the cracked battlefield.

“Sonic! Stop her! She’s losing herself!” he cried out.

“She’s… what?” Sonic had never felt so weak and vulnerable before. He literally felt his legs shake under him, his back twitch from the over-tightened muscles. He wearily dipped his head, looking behind him to try and under Tails’s message at such a far distance.

“Sonic!”

“We’ll lose Amy!”

His eyes shook, widening as he remembered what that could mean. Modern Amy could change permanently if the effects weren’t stabilized, and if Classic Amy kept on this path…

Before Modern Sonic could even take a step forward, Classic Team Sonic burst with what little power they had towards her.

“Stooopp!!!” Classic Tails called out, and amazingly, the three were able to catch up to her full-charging madness and gripped a side of her.

Standing in front of her, Classic Tails threw her off her run by reaching over her and spinning forward, gripping her hammer to keep her in place.

Disoriented from the shock of his movement, Classic Knuckles held her right arm and Classic Sonic her left shoulder and placed a hand on her own, which was gripping tightly in rapid quakes to her hammer…

“L-leave this to us…” Knuckles spoke, one eye closed as he breathed heavily.

She looked around at each of them, confused why they cared if she was nothing more than a nuisance to them.

Seeing her confusion, Tails spoke out again. “We don’t want you to change! You’ll only hurt yourself by being something you’re not! But we will fight with you!”

Having known of her strange behavior, and seeing her rude reactions to them in the past few days, the team knew instantly what Modern Tails was warning of.

Modern Amy gripped her head, then her heart, falling to her knees as she felt herself slowly losing grip of who she was. Her destructive feelings overwhelming her.

She had almost made her way across the battlefield before it started up again.

Classic Amy shook her head, trying to tune his kindness out and shook to free her hammer, but the boys held with expert and stern restraint.

“Please! Listen to us!” Classic Tails suddenly pleaded, unable to keep himself flying, he moved to the ground, shaking his own head. “We don’t want you to lose yourself. We like you. Honest! We’ll only fight with you if you remain who you really are!”

That line… suddenly paused her.

She looked to Classic Tails in amazement, before Classic Knuckles.

“Heh, it would be awesome to fight alongside ya. Even if you’re a girl.” Knuckles winked weakly, only teasing.

They… thought she could fight?

Classic Sonic nodded, and as his eyes met hers, she saw the look of love and guilt swell within them…

It was what she wanted... right?

Then why was there so much pain she felt... seeing them.

Seeing all of their eyes.

She loosened her hold on her hammer, and finally, she let go of her bitterness, sadness, aggression.

She nodded. She wanted to fight too. With them. Beside them. Being who she knew she was.

Merciful.

Modern Amy gripped her head, but the spiked quills slowly lessened their upward, defensive and hostile position. They gently, one handful at a time, loosened and fell gently back down to sway to her neck and barely graze her shoulders.

She sighed in relief, letting her hands drop and her head lean back.

Altogether, the Classic Sonic Team charged the Eggmans duo-machine, and the Modern Team we’re helped up by Modern Amy...

As Amy went to get Sonic up, he weakly let out a faint, “Amy, I’m ...”

She shook her head, “No apologies, just..”

She looked away a moment, before turning sweetly, as if to beg at his feet, “Please don’t leave me to feel that way again... all alone..”

He smiled faintly, “Never now,” he began, placing a hand on her shoulder for support as they got up. “Never again.”

“OHH How’d they catch their 

How’d they catch their second wind!?” Classic Eggman fussed before Modern Eggman aimed the canon at Classic Amy’s hammer.

“W-what are you doing?” Classic Eggman didn’t see any logical reason for that maneuver. “She’s still just an annoying girl!”

Modern Eggman ‘tsk’d as the cannon roared while powering up. “I know… that’s why she’s so effective.” He saw how the two Amy’s got the boys back on their feet. He saw how they grew strength from wanting to help their friend. He saw… he knew… he trusted his judgment on the matter sound.

“But that’s their second wind.”

He fired.

In desperate panic and quick thinking, Classic Sonic followed closely to the line of the canon. When he realized it was headed for Amy, probably to cripple her from using her hammer and wear out the team again with hopelessness, he jumped up and let the cannon strike his hand.

Classic Amy screamed, rushing to his side as he wagged his injured hand around, hopping on one foot to another, before blowing on it.

She looked it over and lightly tried to touch it, but he yanked it away, biting on his lower lip and shaking his head. He was clearly trying to withhold tears.

Enraged with a righteous cause, Classic Amy wielded her hammer and smashed the ground.

The powerful impact sent a crack traveling all the way under arriving under the robot and carrying itself onward.

The robot looked between its legs.

Then the Eggman’s could be heard.

“Oh shoot…”

“Aim for the crack!” Tails cried out.

Altogether, the teams used their special abilities to rend the earth further and have the robot fall and crumble inside it.

The two Knuckles weaved in and out of the two sides of the crevice, leaping and then digging back and forth to rescue the almost shish-kebabed.

Classic Sonic looked down, trying to hide his hand, and put a hand over the side of his face, seeming to try and address Classic Amy, but maybe not knowing what words to say.

She smiled, seeing he really was worried about her and must feel awful about all that happened. He was insensitive… but he was her insensitive hero.. and everyone was under a lot of stress then.

He didn’t really think about his actions but she knew it could have been a lot worse.

She sighed, deciding to do the thing she knew was truer to her heart, and stepped up, kissing his cheek.

It was the fire’s glow. That’s what Modern Sonic says anyway when his face lit up for no reason until Modern Amy spotted the moment happening over yonder and wanted Sonic to admit it was his other dimensional self blushing.

Refusing to answer such a ridiculous notion, Modern Sonic instead presented Modern Amy with an offer.

“So, next time you feel insecure, down and out, forgotten and forsaken, all out of luck, squashed in the muck-“

“That’ll do, thanks.” Amy sarcastically nodded her head for him to move on and stuck her tongue to the side of her cheek from the inside.

“…All I’m saying is… heh, I’d like to help if I can.” Sonic’s charm never failed him, and Amy saw him hold his hand out.

In the glee she was hoping for, she happily took it, before Classic Sonic started acting up and scolding him.

Sonic just looked away, ignoring him as Classic Amy gushed over them holding hands.

Classic Knuckles then started making fun of it, and Classic Sonic’s attitude changed. He started focusing more on Knuckles, pushing him away from the scene and making Modern Amy and Classic Amy laugh even more.

He really was so shy.

The hand was treated for immediately and everyone got to go home. the Amys still annoyingly laughed and poked fun at their Sonics. They didn’t seem to say anything back to it though... huh... odd.~<3

(Alternative “Dark” ending: x)