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cutegirlmayra · 5 years ago

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In Sonic Generations, Sonic was very rude to Amy (he put his hand in her face and it made him look like a jerk) so what if Amy tried to dismiss how hurt she felt because of that gesture, and after Sonic saves the world and stuff, and she sees him face to face she finally snaps(? And she can’t stand to look at him anymore and starts avoiding him??? ;-; I love u

(This preview image is by Lostydragon

but their account has since been deactivated after I already asked if I could use this image. Please let me know if they have another account so I can properly link them with this image :)b)

As all should know, I freakin’ love Amy avoiding Sonic plots and would more than welcome this one! Once again, thank you for your adorable fanart of my Sonic OC, now account mascot, Lavinya the Red Fox!

Also, even SEGA of Japan said they wanted to cut out that part because Sonic wouldn’t be rude to his friends, so yeah, you right lol

PROMPTS ARE ON SHUTDOWN, don’t send me any till they reopen, okay?

Prompt:

At first, she understood.

It was a little frustrating, but she was just too hyped up about the party and seeing him again after so long that she didn’t care if she was all up in his face.

But maybe he did care…

As he spoke to Tails–his hand shoved up in nose–she silently hated the fact that after all this time, he still wouldn’t let her get a kiss or two in.

And his hand? The texture of his glove smelled like pine, not sweat. Funny, she thought it would smell like sweat, has he properly been taking care of himself?

She could imagine him sliding his hand across branches and grabbing bristles of pine as he scaled forests, rushed through forests, and woke the wind in his strides.

He was marvelous in her dreams… so now…

She shook her bundled hands, ‘Darn it!’ she cried out in her head, hearing him speak further to Tails, ‘Why is it always me that has to forgive him? And so quickly too? Yes, I’m excited to see him, but this is too much… But it’s his party… I wanted to be apart of the surprise… I’ll scold him later.’

But before she could, her eyes turned to the purple monster and time portals and she was whisked away…

When she was saved from her stone-like state, she tried to make a joke, hoping to lighten the mood.

But then… he turned away, smacking his hand to his face and shaking his head.

‘…Did I… do something wrong?’ a spiral of emotions hit her.

Back at the party’s previous location, Amy sat under a tree, watching Knuckles and the others who were saved mingle and eat and tucking her legs up close to herself.

She sighed, worried and longing for Sonic. The sun was warm though, better than that awful, stuck feeling she had when she was nothing more than a statue.

Her eyes bent, blinking in solitude, the worse state to be in.

She’d rather be frozen stiff than completely alone without Sonic…

Then… she wondered about little Sonic, was he always this way with her?

Her disillusion of him as a perfect hero suddenly started to morph as she thought about how little Sonic reacted to her, he acted similar to his older self, just… slightly different it seemed.

She also tried a joke with him, but he still remained distant and didn’t even even slap his knee.

She sighed, letting her legs drop to the brushing of the grasses green and cool surface…

She closed her eyes, leaning her head back to the tree’s trunk and hearing the noises around her.

‘Do I talk too much? Maybe my sense of humor’s timing was off? Maybe I should just let him come to me… will he come to me? Or… will he really just forget about me?’ she shook her head, ‘No! Stop this, Amy Rose!’ she smacked her hands together and got herself to smile, standing up. ‘Sonic would never forget you! You’re his-! His…’ Her cheer, pick-me-up attitude suddenly began to crack in her expression… ‘Ohhh… Nevermind.’ she slumped a little, ‘I’ll just try a different approach.’

When Sonic returned, everyone cheered! She did her best to remain cheery, getting annoyed with Knuckles as she wanted to shower Sonic with praise, hoping to have his demeanor change to be in favor of her. At least… this time, for sure!

He seemed like he was keeping something from his little self, as Classic Sonic looked over to Modern Sonic as he just scratched his head.

Amy took note of that, ‘Is he apologetic… about me? Or is he saying it’ll all make sense later, as though having to explain me? Why do I feel so… suspicious of him all of a sudden?’ she backed off after that, but retained a smile on her face.

When the party was being cleaned up, Cream and Cheese were helping store the extra food away, amazed that there still were leftovers. Team Chaotix were also busy moving the bench and picking up litter that may have scattered around.

Amy was in charge of the picnic blanket, shaking it off as it rippled through the air with her constant shaking.

She liked working, but she hated the fact that her thoughts were so abundant today…

Usually, especially with others, she wouldn’t be so quiet and to herself… something clearly bothered her, but at this point, she was desperately trying to let it go.

Tough luck, she couldn’t shake the feeling.

She folded the blanket neatly against her chest, sighing as she hugged it and let its smooth, thin sheet of fabric bend to match the shake of her head as she rubbed her muzzle against it.

“Why is it so cold..?” she looked up into the sky, speaking out loud as though not really realizing it.

Maybe she just longed to hear her own voice, maybe it didn’t feel so lonely when she did?

As though on cue, right at the moment she was about to slump down into her thoughts and sorrowful feelings again, someone important seemed to overhear her cry for help.

“You feelin’ chilly tonight, Amy?”

Her body had begun to sink before flicking upright, her ears were the first to turn towards the familiar, peppy sound.

She twisted her torso and excitedly sparkled her eyes at her hero, “Sonic!”

He smiled kindly to her and walked over, standing behind her before gesturing to the sky, “It’s gotten dark too quickly, hasn’t it?”

“Emm. It was only starting to be dusk moments before. Where did the time go?” she mused, making a joke.

Then she silently scolded herself for trying to make another joke.

she half-expected to see him mime a groan, but when she looked, he was snickering.

“Man, I love a good, ironic pun.” he stretched, reaching for the sky with one hand and crooking the other to latch around it. “But after a long day of running, it sure feels nice to feel the breeze again… at least, in the present time, anyway.” he smiled to her, and for a moment, she forgot everything she had been pondering about.

She just smiled back, engrossed in his carefree style.

“Yeah. I bet you worked hard. Thank you so much, Sonic!” she bundled her fist and held them up to her, nodding to the side and tilting into the effect, making it look very innocent and girlish.

He gave her a thumbs-up, winking. “My pleasure.”

She looked away then, growing self-conscious all of a sudden.

He tilted his head, not sure why she suddenly distanced herself again.

‘Maybe she’s playing coy..?’ he thought, and joked a feigned moment of shyness too before glancing out at the meadowed view in front of them. “Must have been awful, so I’ve heard… being locked in your own body like that.” he also looked away, another way of trying to get her interested.

It worked, of course. Amy’s head and eyes shifted easily toward his turned expression.

He smiled, lowering his eyebrows in a sly fashion as he saw her staring again.

A faint blush crossed her cheeks at realizing her blunder, and she looked around before down at the ground again, fiddling with her hands down by her dress’s trim. “Y-yes. It was.” she muttered, before unable to hold back a slight giggle, “Imagine having to pee or something like that…”

With that, the two laughed.

“Ah, why am I like this…” she wiped a tear from her eye, or at least, something moist from the corner of it. Maybe it was just the breeze blowing dust…

“Huh? What is that supposed to mean?” Sonic gestured a hand out, talking casually but seeming to pick up on an unusual turn of phrase.

His smile caught her, it held her in a loving lasso that she knew would feel betrayed if she mentioned her doubts about his behavior.

“O-oh, it’s nothing!” She waved her hands out by him, trying to restrain further, overly spacious actions. “Just rambling on like I do… I apparently shouldn’t be like that…” she turned her body a bit, but didn’t realize his expression snap to a sudden offense.

“What do you mean by that?” he looked almost appalled to hear her say that. “Who said you shouldn’t be you, Amy? And what’s wrong with just talking to someone? You’re enjoying yourself, right?”

His defense of her made her smile, but it also ached at her heart. Like a little annoying pin pressing into the same hole it created in her heart, just making the wound last longer.

“It’s nothing.” she waved it off again, this time, keeping her head down and kicking her legs along the indent of the hill’s slope she was treading on. “Forget I said that. I talk too much.”

Again, something negative, which set Sonic into a ball of fury energy.

“Amy, you can’t just say that.” he began to walk after her, amazed in a horrifying way that she was actually walking away from him.

“I’m not much for limitations or rules, but you gotta talk better about yourself. I’ve never seen you like this before.”

That really snapped her.

That really made the pin that kept poking into her heart suddenly bend its metal and get itself stuck. Now it tugged, trying to continue its rhythmic stabbing but unable to due to the new crook in its needle.

She stepped hard down by her side, legs straight, head fully down and arms shaking by her sides.

“I don’t know, Sonic, maybe the actions of a certain hedgehog made me think he didn’t want me being so up in his face and instead, turn passive-aggressive unknowingly upset at the fact that I might have annoyed my friend today!” She pivoted and sharply rotated herself back towards him, speaking directly into his face, causing him to stop advancing and quickly retreat with his ears bending back and his arms slowly retreating themselves away from her.

She suddenly stopped, breathing hard, and her eyes softened from their frustrated bent angle.

“Oh my gosh!” she breathed out, plugging her mouth. “I… I…” she snapped. She had never snapped at Sonic before.

To his credit, he remained silent, studying her features and sorry expression as his own became very careful and sincerely worried.

He had leaned back, but stopped withdrawing when she pulled back, her eyes darting around in amazement at how out-of-hand her emotions and parade of thoughts had gotten her too.

“I’m… I’m so sorry.”

“Amy…” he straightened himself out, reaching for her.

His face was serious, but there was legitimate concern there.

“Don’t… Don’t. Stay back…” she whispered, “Don’t come any closer…” she remembered that hand. That hand that used to hold such a kind image to her. Now… it seemed to length from Sonic’s arm and create an even bigger distance than before.

That hand… placing itself to her face and holding her back. Holding her away from her beloved and darling Sonic…

It was his unbreakable will, right? He wouldn’t dispute it, he wouldn’t lie to her and tell her that wasn’t the case…

Right?

She turned away, ‘Quit acting like it doesn’t bother you!’ she shouted in her head, bolting off around him and grabbing the picnic blanket she had placed down when he startled her.

‘I’ll keep myself away if that’s what works for you… Just don’t pretend you enjoy my company if you don’t. Just tell me. I’d change. I’d-…’ she felt the tears and barricaded them back with her cheeks rising below her eyes. The tension in her face made her muzzle turn red, seeing Vector hoisting up the table with Espio as she jumped over it.

“Wo-oa-ah, Hey!” he cried out, making the table heavier with her forceful step but she kept running, throwing the blanket to Tails who stumbled back.

“Woah! Geezes!” he was more than startled, but practically assaulted by the folded-square fabric. He shoved it out of his face and breathed out, able to breathe now, and looked to Amy. “What was that about-Eee!” he was blown slightly forward by Sonic’s wind pushing against him as he rushed by.

“H-huh? Sonic? Why’s he chasing Amy down?” Tails fixed his three hair bangs and then looked stumped, “And why is Amy running from Sonic?” he saw Sonic slow down and just trail a little ways away from her. “He’s acting awfully careful.” Tails’s eyes matched the ticking clicks of electrical pulses being sent by his brain, squinted his eyes and crunching his shoulders a bit to think about what the new drama was all about.

“Did he say something to upset her? This late?” he looked up at the sky. “Amy shouldn’t be rushing off all alone like this… Well, I hope they resolve their differences and he takes her home soon.” Tails shrugged it off, it wasn’t his fight, and he picked his battles wisely.

Besides, he trusted Sonic and Amy’s friendship, he wasn’t too worried but also knew Sonic had it covered.

It wasn’t his first rodeo, after all…

Amy continued to run, slowing down some to breathe before looking back and gasping, kicking her heels back into gear and dashing forward again when she noticed Sonic was keeping a fair gap between them.

‘Oh, now he’s persistent?’ she moaned inside her head, looking back over her shoulder and seeing him keeping a relatively decent pace up behind her, avoiding trees and rocks but generally keeping his eyes on her.

“OOooohh…” She thought that kinda sweet.

She shook her head, ‘Hmph!’ she puffed a cheek up and looked forward again, ‘Not this time… He isn’t getting away that easily!��. then again, I’m the one running…’ She ducked her head down, “OooOOOooohhh…”

“You gonna whine about something I don’t know all day, Amy?”

“Ugh!” she slammed her foot down and quickly skidded to a halt, turning on a dime back to him again as he jogged to a halt as well, jumping a little to kick up more dust than her.

“Why are you following me!?” she called out.

“I’m not…” He folded his arms, “I’m just headed this way too.”

“That’s not the truth, and you know it.” she retreated her voice a bit and dipped her chin down towards her neck, puckering her lips as if he was treating her like a child.

“Well, how would you know? You can’t read my mind.” he tilted his head, “Speaking of minds… what’s on yours, Amy? Seems I may have given off the wrong impression. My bad.” He put his hand up to his face, straight out and dipped his head a bit in an apologetic ‘sorry’ stance. “These things happen between old friends, though. So I’m not too worried.” he shrugged with his hands and spoke with them as he talked, distracting her from noticing his fast-paced walk towards her, closing the distance.

“S-stop that… you know what you did today… don’t you?” she was distracted, seeing his arms flinging around, but suddenly looked up to his eyes, also trained to fixate on his arms, but immediately moved away as he came closer. “You pushed me away… remember? I’ve been trying to figure out what I did wrong… and it’s been driving me crazy!”

She gripped her head, not liking herself. “I hate this… I hate this, I hate this, I hate making you upset with me!”

He stopped.

“Not possible.”

“Don’t be sweet, I know you were upset today! Even when thought I got a little too excited during your party… you shouldn’t have pressed your head into my head like that… It wasn’t very respectful.” she pouted, retreating her voice again in a cute way and tugging on her dress, embarrassed to be admitting it. “Ooohh… You’ve never pushed me away before… It’s been eating at me all day, Sonikku…” that adorable nickname always seemed to melt his heart, maybe it would work again?

Sonic let out some air from his nose and smiled, looking fondly to her. “Is that what this was about?”

“Hmph. You also didn’t laugh at my joke when I got freed.” she puffed up the side of her cheek, but closed her eyes and positioned her head more towards his direction. A clear sign that she wanted him to make amends.

“Oh… My, my… Looks like our humors don’t sync up much, do they?” He gave in her antics and also acted charming, using words and a tone he knew she’d find playful.

“You’re not making this any easier to forgive you.” she remained stubborn, but didn’t notice his quiet steps towards her.

“Amy… You’re too sensitive.”

“Ha! Says the boy who never spoke as a child!” she puffed out.

“… Hard when most of your words would be taken offensively.”

“Seems that trait hasn’t grown out of you.”

He stopped.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked knowingly shocked at her own cruelty. “I… I didn’t mean that, Sonic. You’re very kind. Honest, you are! It wasn’t your words that made me feel isolated today… I’m sorry.”

He slid his mouth to the side with a slanted frown.

“I… I took that too far.”

“Don’t we all.” Sonic shrugged, letting it go before holding a hand out to her arm.

The small touch… instantly made her look to it.

She knew what the hand smelled like, how it felt, its stern push… but now… it was a gentle, comforting hold that left her swimming in love for it.

She wanted it to her hold more… bring her closer to him… but…

“You pushed me away.”

“I’m sorry, Amy.”

“You didn’t laugh at my joke.”

“It didn’t really sound like a joke at the time, Amy…” Sonic sweatdropped.

“…I’m not annoying.”

“No. Not in the least bit.”

“Okay… and I’m funny.”

“Cute too.”

She turned her head shyly back up to his own, feeling his hand do–for once– exactly what she wanted it too.

It brought her in closer.

“I’ll never push you away again.” his eyes peered into the very depths of her soul.

It reached for that crooked pin in her heart.

“Promise?” she cooed, like a child.

He ducked his head to her own, smiling and closing his eyes as he felt her give way and come closer to his chest. “Em. I promise.”

His hand gently turned the pin, softly bringing it out from its deep hole it kept creating.

She leaned her chin against the side of his shoulder, feeling the warmth by it. “And you’ll call more, too?”

“Heh,” he chuckled a little, “Maybe.”

“Ohhh… We have Miles-Electrics for a reason, Sonic…”

With delicate and precision operating, Sonic’s hand figuratively took his thumb and pointer finger, flaring his effort with his wrist and other fingers a bit to finesse the pin completely out of her heart, and pull it up and away from it.

“How about I give you the detour home and we call it a good day, huh?” he leaned away only to see her face better, seeing it break into a smile but trying to still sound pitful.

“But I’m still sad…”

“No you’re not~” he wiggled his head and slightly bent in towards her, making her giggle at his charm.

“Yes, I am.” she faked a whine, turning her head away, holding a bundled hand up by her cheek.

“No, you’re not. You silly girl.” his hand tapped her own, as though shoveling lightly to see her lying expression. “You’re horrible at lying. Plus, it’s not cute on you. You’re much prettier when you’re smiling with the truth.”

She blushed, unable to hold it back. “Lair…” she squeaked out. “If I was cute, you’d have already married me by now.”

“Ah-ah. I know a trap when I hear one.” He wiggled that infamous finger out with a devious wink. “I won’t fall for that, rascal.”

“Ooohh..! I gave into you!”

“As it should be.” he started to walk back.

“You-!” she charged after him, but there was a huge, open smile grin on her face.

He dashed off, but just enough so she couldn’t reach him, giving her ample space to still track him though.

“Let me have a go!”

He laughed.

“Sooooniiiicc!!!”

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