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OH WAIT. There was one more thing I wanted to address. I spelled Vector the Crocodile's name wrong in the first chapter so I went back and corrected that. So thank you to those who pointed it out! I will remember that from now on!

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"What's taking so long?"

Amy chucked a handful of popcorn at Sonic and sat down next to him on the couch with a plop. "You should be thanking me instead of complaining. I brought you food."

Sonic's hand reached in the popcorn bag and pulled out a handful of it. He ate it in a second. "Popcorn is fine and all, Ames, but where's the chilidogs?"

Amy rolled her eyes. "You are so picky. Just eat the popcorn and enjoy," She said, laughing creepily at the end as she hit play on the remote. It was Sunday night and the two hedgehogs were in Amy's house watching Scream. Normally, they would have watched it on Friday on their annual movie day, but they went to Rouge's mini party instead and Saturday was guys' night. So Sunday was their rain check movie night. Sonic wasn't a fan of scary movies, but he would endure it because he knew how much Amy liked them.

He looked over and saw her watching the TV screen like she was in a trance. She was the only girl he knew that liked scary movies. Her other favorite category of movies are comedies. It was a weird combination, if you asked him.

Amy reached into the popcorn bag and her hand brushed against Sonic's. She hesitated to move her fingers because she liked the tingly feeling his fingers were giving her. Blushing for acting so girly, Amy removed her hand quickly as if she had been burned. Sonic pulled his hand out of the bag and chomped on the popcorn, completely oblivious. Amy set the popcorn bag in Sonic's lap and scooted closer to the edge. She had to refuse temptation and set her boundaries or else she would lose it.

The pink hedgehog tried to focus on Drew Barrymore running away from the killer, but her thoughts kept leading back to Sonic. Did he notice her hesitation? Did he like the feel of her fingers just as much as she liked his? She shook her head and forced herself to watch Scream kill the victim. Sonic didn't care about that stuff, not when it came to her. He didn't think about her that way.

Her over analyzed thoughts were making her sleepy. She blinked tiredly, fighting to keep her eyes opened. Amy was tired and thinking about where Sonic and her stood didn't help her overwhelming fatigue. She should just let him go and let things play out. That would be the right thing to do. But she wasn't interested in what was right. She wanted what was right for her.

Amy yawned, curling into a ball. She would just rest her eyes for a few seconds and then she would focus on the scary movie, not Sonic. Amy ignored the screams coming from her TV and dozed off.

Halfway into the movie, Sonic pulled his eyes away from the TV screen when he felt pressure on his left side. He turned to see that Amy had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Smiling, Sonic played with her pink quills and listened to the soft sounds of her sleeping.

'Figures that Amy would fall asleep during her movie pick," Sonic thought to himself, still smiling. He reached for the remote and turned off the TV. He already knew the ending so watching the rest of the movie wasn't that important to him. Sonic was also very tired and thought it would be best to go home and rest.

He looked over at Amy who was smiling in her sleep. Sonic didn't want to wake her up because she looked so happy in her sleep. Instead, Sonic carefully picked her up bridal style and slowly carried her up the stairs. The blue hedgehog also knew that if Mike the Moron came home to see Amy on the couch, Mike would not be pleased and Sonic didn't want to see Amy upset again.

Pushing Amy's bedroom door open, he quietly brought her over to her comfy double bed. Untucking the covers with one hand and holding Amy in the other, Sonic laid the pink hedgehog on the bed gently. Sonic tucked her in and kissed the top of her head. He walked towards her bedroom door and looked back to see her smiling widely in her sleep.

'Must be a good dream,' The blue hedgehog thought to himself with amusement. He smiled at his best friend one last time and closed the door behind him.

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Sonic strolled into Station Square High with his usual confident swagger. He walked up to his locker and opened it with ease. Throwing his books into it, he picked up the books he needed for his first class. Unhappy to go to class, he shut his locker with a deep sigh. To his surprise, Sonic turned around and saw Sally Acorn standing there.

"Hi, Sonic."

"Sally...hi," Sonic muttered. He didn't expect her to want to talk to him after what happened at Rouge's party a few days ago. First of all, Sonic threw down with her boyfriend and worst of all, he got the shit kicked out of him because he wasn't focused on the fight. Sonic had been too focused on Sally's feelings to notice Vector throwing punches.

Sally slung her backpack over her shoulder nervously. "Listen about Friday..."

Sonic laughed nervously. "Hey, just forget about it. It was a mistake."

She shook her head defiantly and said, "No, Vector was wrong. We talked about it yesterday and he was too proud to admit he was wrong. Boys," She said with distaste and she rolled her eyes. Crossing her arms over her chest as if protecting herself, she said, "I just wanted to say I'm sorry about Vector hitting you." She shot him a tiny smile, hoping that he would forgive him for what happened.

"Not a big deal, Sal," Sonic said with a shrug and a tiny smile.

Her smile widened. "Walk me to class?" Sonic nodded and the two started walking in the direction of Sally's math class. When they reached Sally's class, they both stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do next.

'Do something, Sonic or you'll regret it forever,' Sonic thought to himself.

Forcing himself to be bold, Sonic blurted out, "Sal, would you want to go ice skating sometime?" He smiled at her hopefully, waiting for her to respond.

"Oh um I...I don't know how to ice skate," Sally said, averting her eyes elsewhere.

Sonic grinned and flirted, "I could teach you a few tricks on the ice."

The squirrel twirled strands of her brown hair in her delicate fingers. She looked down at her blue boots and said, "I'm sorry, Sonic, but I don't think that would be a good idea. I'm still seeing Vector."

The blue hedgehog immediately deflated and Sally looked up at him with sympathy. He forced himself to grin and shrug it off. "No worries. I'll catch you around some other time."

Before Sally could say anything else to make him feel better, Sonic sped away in a nanosecond. She stood there alone in the highway and mentally scolded herself for hurting his feelings. Looking at the spot where Sonic had stood, Sally sighed and wished she had said yes.

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Amy threw the door open and slammed it shut after her. "I'm home!" She shouted as she entered her house. Throwing her bag on the couch lazily, Amy padded into the kitchen and to her surprise, she saw her relatives standing around the capacious, bright room. They smiled at her politely and continued their civilized conversations. The pink hedgehog threw on a fake smile and walked over to her mom who was cooking at the stove.

Amy leaned towards her mom and said, "I thought the family reunion dinner was next weekend."

Her mom smiled down at her and said, "Mike thought it would be better on a weekday."

Amy rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. "Of course he did."

Mrs. Rose looked down at her daughter with a scowl on her youthful face. "Amy, you should be grateful that Mike is apart of our family. He provides for us and he is a very...nice man."

Amy raised an eyebrow and looked at her mother incredulously. "Have you met him?"

Her mother shook her head. "If you're trying to aggravate me, it's working. Go set the table. Your father should be home soon."

"Step father," Amy corrected. She opened the drawers to her right and grabbed placemats and silverware. The pink hedgehog knew how much this dinner meant to her mother and she was going to try to be on her best behavior. When she finished setting the table, she heard the front door open and a deep male voice call out, "Honey, I'm home."

"We're in here, Mike! Dinner is ready," Her mother chirped cheerfully. It took all of Amy's resistance not to gag. The pink hedgehog forced herself to sit down at the nicely arranged table with the rest of her family members. She muttered a few kind hellos and kissed her wrinkled grandma's cheek. Most of her relatives at the table were nice conversationalists, but Amy had nothing in common with them and they didn't care much for her. The only exception was her grandma. Amy squeezed her grandma's hand and wished her whole family could be as kind and loving as her grandma. She looked over at her mom who was serving dishes. Her mom used to be fun and loving when her Dad was still alive. Unfortunately, her father passed away from a heart attack when Amy was fairly young, too young to remember him that clearly, and her mother remarried a few years later. It was a big mistake on her mom's part.

Amy watched her mother kiss Mike's lips briefly and the pink hedgehog instantly deflated. If only her mother knew how big of a mistake she was making.

"Before we enjoy this fabulous meal cooked by an even more fabulous person," Mike wriggled his eyebrows at Amy's mom and continued, "Let's say grace." It was clear that he was buzzed, close to being drunk if not drunk.

Amy bit her tongue and tried not to say anything sarcastic. He was playing the religious, family man card. They never prayed when just the three of them ate dinner together and he didn't give a shit about her or her mother. She watched her family members smile in approval as they clasped their hands together. What was worse was that they were falling for his pretentious act. Amy looked to her right where her grandma was sitting. The elderly Mrs. Rose winked at Amy, letting her know that she wasn't falling for Mike's trap.

The pink hedgehog couldn't help but smile. At least one person hadn't gone crazy yet. Amy clasped her hands together and bowed her head down. She kept her eyes on the sanctimonious Mike and wondered what he was going to do next to prove he was such a reputable man.

Mike bowed his head and said, "Lord, thank you for bringing our family together and for giving us this delicious food. I am so blessed for being welcomed into this loving family. Amen."

"Amen," They all chorused and dug into their food.

Mike grinned and shoved a gigantic spoonful of mashed potatoes in his mouth. Before he was finished chewing, he rubbed his stomach theatrically and said, "Great food, honey." Mike leaned to his right and kissed Amy's mom on the cheek, who giggled. Amy rubbed her temple so that her eye roll wasn't that noticeable.

Her stepfather's smile faded and he said, "Sweetheart, the food is delicious, but you should have set the table better. We have guests to impress..."

Amy surveyed the dinning table and thought that her set up looked fine. She looked at her mom expecting Mrs. Rose to rat her out, but her mother simply lowered her head. He wanted to show his guests the control he had over her. Asshole.

Knowing this was the perfect opportunity to bash him, Amy interrupted Mike's tirade and said, "I set the table."

His attention turned to her. "That explains why it looks atrocious."

Amy played with the food on her plate and bit her tongue, trying to hold back her fiery words. Unfortunately, Mike wasn't done sharing his opinion with their entire family on something so trivial as setting the table.

"Not all of us are perfect," He stated pompously.

Amy dropped her fork. "And what exactly are you insinuating?"

"I think it's obvious what I'm implying, sweetheart."

Amy wanted to puke when he called her sweetheart. Was this guy for real? "Actually, Mike I'm not following. Enlighten me."

"Should I spell it out for you?"

"I guess you're going to have to," Amy challenged, her eyes narrowing. By this point, all of her family members stopped eating and tuned in to watch the argument. Her mother was shooting her clear messages that meant stop. Amy didn't care. She wasn't going to let him insult her like this.

He smiled adamantly. "If you insist, Amy. Your mother and I were thinking it would be best to send you to etiquette classes so you can become a mature woman."

Amy smiled sweetly to test his buttons. "Ah, but Mike. You're the one who's drunk."

A few people around the table gasped at her boldness and many jaws dropped. Her mother sighed and lowered her head. "Amy..." She warned.

Ignoring the stares, Amy challenged, "No response? Is it because I'm right, Mike? Are you drunk at my mother's nice family dinner? Because if so, that's not very polite." Her words hardened at the end. Amy knew she was ruining her mother's dinner, but she didn't think about that at the time. Right now, she wanted to be right and she wanted to show her family what a fake Mike was. She didn't call him Mike the Moron just for fun. He truly was an idiot.

"I had a few drinks, young lady, but that is none of your concern. I advise you to continue your whining in the kitchen where the children eat."

Amy crossed her arms over her chest and shut her eyes. "I'm not a child and you can't tell me what to do."

"Amy, please," Her mother said desperately. The pink hedgehog opened her eyes and saw her mother staring at her in shame. She turned to her right and saw that her grandma was even disappointed and the entire table seemed to be staring down at her like a child. Amy looked at Mike with pure hate. He was smiling at her, knowing that he won this little battle without having to raise his temper.

Amy narrowed her eyes and pushed herself from the table. She grabbed her plate and hurried into the kitchen to save the amount of dignity she had left. Amy threw her dishes into the sink and angrily stormed out the house.

'Fine. If they want to treat me like a child, I'll act like a child,' Amy thought to herself angrily. Her cheeks flushed as she walked down her driveway and veered to the left. She needed a distraction from her idiotic stepfather and submissive mother.

She trudged down the sidewalk until she reached Sonic's house, which was a few houses down from hers. Amy stomped up the driveway and knocked on the door angrily. Almost immediately, the door opened and Sonic stood in the doorway, looking more solemn then usual. His pensive mood faded when he saw how upset she was.

Amy shook her head violently and said, "I don't want to talk about it."

Sonic nodded and his teeth gritted because he knew Mike had something to do with it. "Come in."

Amy nodded and followed him inside. He led her into his kitchen and they both sat at the wooden table in the center. Sonic's mother stood at the sink washing dishes. Her face brightened when she saw Amy enter.

"Amy, how nice to see you. Could I get you something to eat? You just missed dinner. I know how much you like my garlic chicken." Mrs. Hedgehog was used to Amy coming over to have dinner with her three children. She thought of Amy as a second daughter.

Amy smiled a little and said, "Thanks for the offer, Mrs. H, but I'm not that hungry."

Sonic's mom nodded, noticing Amy's depressed mood. "I'll leave you two kids alone then." She walked out of the kitchen, leaving Sonic and Amy alone.

Amy nodded towards the living room where Sonic's mother once stood. "I wish my mom was as nice as yours."

"Your mom is cool, Ames."

The pink hedgehog shook her head. "Not when Mike's around. She acts like a tractable, dull person. It sucks majorly."

Sonic nodded. "Well if it makes you feel better, I asked Sally out this morning and got rejected big time."

Amy's eyes widened. "You did?" She punched his shoulder hard and he muttered an 'ouch'. "Why didn't you tell me you were going to ask her out, Hedgehog?"

Sonic rubbed his shoulder. "It was kind of a spontaneous thing. It's not important since she flat out said no." He stood up from the table and asked if she wanted water. She nodded and he walked over to the cupboard to get glasses. While he had his back turned, Amy grinned and did a short victory dance in her chair. She knew it was selfish of her to be happy that Sonic got rejected, but she wanted the blue hedgehog to realize that she was the right girl for him.

He walked back and handed her the cup of water. "She's still with Vector."

Amy took a sip of her water and her eyes widened. "She's still with him? After Friday's stunt, I thought for sure they would be over."

Sonic shook his head bitterly. "Guess not."

Amy sighed when she saw how unhappy he was. She felt guilty for celebrating the fact that her best friend was turned down by the girl of his dreams. He deserved to be happy, even if it wasn't with her.

Before the selfish side of her could stop the mushier side of her, Amy blurted out, "I'm going to help you."

Sonic continued staring down at the table. "Help me with what? Getting over the fact I was rejected for the first time?"

Amy laughed. "Stop pitying yourself and listen to me for a second. I'm going to help you get her."

The blue hedgehog removed himself for the trance he was in. "And how are you going to do that?" He asked her with curiosity.

Amy grinned. "I'll tell you on one condition."

"Name it."

"You have to buy me a double chocolate shake at that pizza joint I like."

Sonic raised an eyebrow. "Now?"

"No in a year," Amy said sarcastically.

"Ha Ha," Sonic said dryly, but he couldn't hide the smile forming on his face. She was the only person who could make him laugh even when he was upset.

Amy smirked and grabbed his hand tightly. She laced her fingers with his and to her pleasure, he didn't yank his hand away. "Let's go before it closes."

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"Here's what you need to do. You need to play more hard to get."

Sonic pressed his back against the booth of the pizza joint in the middle of the mall. Amy drank her chocolate milkshake thirstily and waited for Sonic to respond. He raised an eyebrow at her and chuckled. "Since when did you become the expert in dating?"

Amy shot him a death glare. "Ha, Ha. You shouldn't be laughing, Hedgehog. Whose the one who always asks for my advice?"

"Touché."

Amy rolled her eyes. "Well, now that we've established that I'm like fucking Cupid, let's move on. You say she only thinks of you as a friend? Well we have to test those boundaries. You have to act hard to get."

"And what if I play hard to get and she thinks I'm not interested."

"Oh believe me. She'll be interested. There's not a girl on this planet who wouldn't be..." Amy's voice trailed off, but Sonic didn't seem to notice her hesitation. She shook her head and mentally kicked herself to stay focused. This wasn't the time to get mushy.

"You want her to want you. So show her what she's missing out on."

"And how do I do that? I wouldn't even know where to start," Sonic said, exhaling loudly.

"Well, you're going to have to catch on quick cause Sally is standing right over there, Romeo."

Sonic's ear pricked up when he heard her name. He rapidly surveyed the area and spotted her walking in with her friend, Bunnie. When their eyes met, Sally smiled at him and waved. To his surprise, she and her friend started walking towards him. Sonic shot Amy a panicked glance and tried to look like he was doing something.

"Perfect. Just what I needed," Amy muttered grouchily with an eye roll. She took a large sip of her coke and straightened up. Putting her head in her propped up hands, Amy watched Sonic who was focused on Sally. The pink hedgehog started to frown, but she caught herself in the act and forced herself to maintain an amused expression.

Reaching the table, Sally adjusted her purse over her shoulder. Smiling widely, she said, "Hi, Sonic."

"Hi," Sonic said, not exactly sure what she wanted from him. He nodded at Bunnie and muttered a polite hello to Sally's rabbit friend who just smiled knowingly.

Amy coughed into her hand and narrowed her eyes at Sonic, who seemed to be transfixed with Sally. He shook his head and looked at Amy in surprise as if he forgot she was there. Running a hand through his quills, Sonic said, "You two know Amy right?"

Sally looked at Amy amiably and said, "Bio right? Hi, Amy."

Amy nodded at Sally and Bunnie and said slowly and mockingly, "Hiiii."

Sally didn't catch Amy's unfriendly hello because her gaze was fixated on Sonic again. Sonic, on the other hand, knew his best friend too well and shot her a death glare. Amy shrugged and said, "So what brings you two here?" It was evident in her tone that she didn't care why they were here.

Ignoring her tone, Sally said, "Bunnie needs to get a new pair of jeans and I'm just coming along for support."

Bunnie slyly looked at Sally and then at Sonic. She wiggled her eyebrows and said, "Well, I'm going to American Eagle. Sally girl, I'll meet you there." She tossed her friend a pointed look and left in a hurry.

Amy winced in annoyance when she saw the blush tinted on Sally's cheeks. It was the old 'I'll leave you two alone' routine. Too bad Amy wasn't going to move. There was no way in hell she would allow Sonic and Sally to be together...alone. Her attitude of helping Sonic get Sally changed drastically.

"That's cool," Sonic said simply. He was keeping things short and simple, just like she had instructed him too. Amy couldn't help but smile. Maybe her plan would work in her direction? Maybe Sally would think Sonic's not interested in her and she would go back to Vector.

Sally looked confused for a few seconds, but she quickly wiped the expression off her face. "So listen...what you asked me this morning..."

Sonic interrupted her. "Don't worry about it. It wasn't a major let down."

Sally's confidence faded and Amy noticed that she looked hurt. Deflated, Sally said, "Oh okay. I was going to say that you caught me at a bad time and that I was sorry because...because I do want to go ice skating sometime. With you, of course," Sally stammered, searching for words

Amy had a desperate urge to punch Sally in the face, but she knew Sonic wouldn't be too pleased about it. Sonic answered with an eyebrow raised, "What about Vector?"

Blushing, Sally said, "Oh um. He's the least of my concerns."

Sonic was shocked and at a loss for words. Sally was fighting with Vector? That had to be a good sign right? Well, then again he thought she liked him and this morning he had asked her out just to get rejected. Girls were so confusing and sometimes, well most of the time, girls drove him bat shit crazy. Not knowing what to do, Sonic turned to his right and looked at Amy expectantly, silently asking her what to do.

The pink hedgehog calmly scanned through all of the things she could say to spin the conversation in Sonic's favor or better yet, hers. She could tell Sally that Sonic would love to go out with her, but then she would lose. Or Amy could tell Sally to scram, but then Sonic would be unhappy.

That's it. She knew exactly what she was going to do. Amy smiled wickedly and nodded at Sonic to assure him that she knew exactly what to do. With her falsely sweet voice, Amy purred, "Sonic can't go ice skating with you, Sally."

Surprised that Amy was speaking for Sonic, Sally turned towards the pink hedgehog in confusion. "And why is that?"

Amy smirked and reached for Sonic's hand. She scooted closer to the blue hedgehog and pressed herself against his body. With her free hand, she flicked her hair back haughtily and said, "Because I'm Sonic's girlfriend."

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Woah. Shocker.

Amy's going to do whatever she can to make sure she wins.

Excited? I sure am.

This was more of a set up chapter. Next chapter will be juicy I PROMISE, lots of DRAMA going on hehe...

AND you will FINALLY get to see the swoon worthy, flirty Sonic we all loveeee

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