User blog:ThoughtfulTikal/Truth Served Cold Fanfiction Part 3

This fifth day of the week in Station Square wouldn't be like any other day for Amy Rose; this blossoming child would finally receive the date she wanted ever since she first poured her heart out to Sonic The Hedgehog.

Amy decided to wake up bright and early, starting with a steamed bath, a hot and delicious breakfast, and finally putting together her clothes.

Adding the last few touches to her appearance, Amy was almost ready. She had on a cherry strapless top and a ebony ruffled skirt. Above her hips was a dark belt, and rather than her trademark boots, the preteen had equipped red open-toed sandals; not to mention her memorable headband pressing down her quills.

She felt so beautiful in this new attire, not by only looking at herself in the body-length mirror; surely her crush's mouth would drop when he saw this gorgeous transformation.

"Ohhhhhh, I love it! I love it! I love it!" Amy placed both hands on her blushed cheeks and shook her head with embarrassment.

Truly she was excited and ready to zip out the door, but there was something missing; an important possession which was meant to improve her earned date with Sonic.

"Oh... that's right. And I was so excited about wearing it today," Amy murmured sadly as she scanned her drawer's top.

Flashback

This situation which Amy was referring occurred a few days ago, during nighttime when she had just returned from kickboxing practice; the reason for this was because Amy came to a decision.

Since fighting was already one of her interests, the hedgehog would attend practice meetings at Station Square's Red Dragon Scale's School of Kickboxing, that way her combat skills would improve, raising her chances of aiding and impressing Sonic. Besides, as Amy was far more experienced with Piko Piko Hammer, she chose to learn fighting in case something happened to her crimson and gold weapon.

So as Amy was pacing toward her apartment, a violet beaded bracelet was equipped to her right wrist. She received this wonderful gift after bestowing a young woman named Daria from kickboxing school her fortune through mystical tarot cards.

Up until now, Amy could remember the grateful smile on her customer's face. Truthfully, reading tarot cards wasn't a proclaimed business, but occasionally Amy performed her superstitious talents only to those whom she'd met through her fighting classes.

Every bead gleamed as the moonlight reflected against them. Amy was so happy for this new accessory of hers because it was known to bring its wearer of great luck. Right away the delusional girl took this as a sign of finally getting her chance with Sonic.

She continued down the street in a joyful mood. Her pace never increased or moved down. Amy could feel her heart give off beats just at the thought of running into Sonic's arms without having to chase him.

Suddenly Amy could feel her body collapse; without realizing it, she'd tripped over a gray portion of the sidewalk that was jutting upward. Whoever built this road hadn't constructed it properly.

"Uhh!" As she was falling towards the slate pavement, she felt a familiar object slip like butter off her arm; the force from Amy's landing caused her lucky bracelet to sway with it. Could it be that her present didn't have enough constraint around her wrist?

Even while lying on the ground with an minor injury on her knee, Amy could hear the sound of her bracelet fly towards the black street. Then out of nowhere came a green farmer truck, moving at least 30 miles per hour.

"Wait! Stop the car!" Amy yelled pleadingly as she ignored her scraped knee.

Quickly the young girl picked herself and began for the crosswalk, but the farming vehicle sped through the street and literally snapped the connection of her present, sending dozen beads into every direction; including some that headed for the sewage opening made underneath the sidewalk.

By the time Amy reached the painted lines on the road, most remains of her bracelet had already entered the sewers; there was no way she could reform her jewelry and wear it fully around her wrist.

"Oh no..." By kneeling down and noticing a single bead beside the filthy pathway, that was when the glum faced preteen realized.

Therefore, Amy noticed a group of beads still gathered unto their string and picked them up, followed by slowly rising from the ground and standing still.

This loss of her proclaimed magical bracelet had devastated her. What if her times with Sonic became a huge disaster? And all because of one stupid block in the improper cemented pavement.

Amy stared down at her ruined item while thinking this over.

Next the frustrated teenager clenched both of her white fists and let out a provoked yell. Hopefully it could help release her anger and relieve her doubt of the possible tragedy with her life.

And so, the furry girl dropped her remains of the bracelet, ignoring their sounds of making contact with the dark floor. Then she ran away from the corner block in tears, allowing them to stream down her face like a waterfall.

End of Flashback

It helped when Amy thought back to that incident, but yet it still pained her.

"I hope nothing goes too wrong without that bracelet," Amy thought out loud as she opened her nightstand and reached for her tiny coin purse.

Maybe she couldn't have this date with her violet beads, but did that literally cancel out other things she held? Like Sonic; obviously he'd try his best at keeping their meet fun and successful as possible. Then again, had Amy only desired her special bracelet in order to shower its luck on something else; like maybe needing charm in means of scoring a passionate kiss with Sonic? Or finally becoming Mrs. Sonic, after everything they went through as mere friends?

By now Amy was complete and finished readying herself, so she finally headed towards the front door, locking it with her house key.

Every 2 minutes, Amy sat in her stool and glued her eyes to the clock hanging on the wall inside the Hamburger Shop; the same food diner that was located inside Station Square's City Hall area.

Meanwhile, an female employee working at the money register paid close attention to the determined child. She had neck-length raven black hair with a long bang covering her right eyeball, two pairs of earrings, and navy blue pupils outlined up with dark eyeliner. The name tag on her shirt read Lucillia, but for short her friends went by Lucy.

In her red working uniform, Amy couldn't figure out how the punk rocker looking chick obtained a job as a diner cashier, but she did.

"I'm guessin' your boyfriend still hasn't showed up yet?" Lucy rested her arms on the table in front of Amy.

"No... maybe the clock in this restaurant is wrong," Amy suggested in a dispirited voice.

From what could be seen, the long hand was on the two while the short hand covered the four. So it was only ten minutes after Amy's given time. For Sonic this was nevertheless late; but clearly Lucy didn't think so.

"He was suppose ta' pick you up at four, right? Maybe he's still gettin' ready. If I were him, I'd take my time with pickin' an outfit." Too bad for Lucy she wasn't even acquainted with Sonic; he didn't wear clothes, and the only apparel he DID keep on were his gloves and bright sneakers.

But Amy understood Lucy's point with taking time. She'd done that with her top and skirt.

Away from these two girls was a young male sitting at his own table, chowing down on a burger with fries and drink on the side. He couldn't help but hear this conversation between the two girls.

The moment he turned his charcoal eyes towards the hedgehog, a nostalgic feeling entered his mind; he'd known someone for a very long time who resembled this anthropomorphic being. Just who was this girl with cotton candy fur?

Suddenly the young male noticed Amy releasing a loud sigh, then watched her get down from her seat and begin for the door. As she took footsteps, Amy discovered from the corner of her eye the boy with dark pupils that'd been staring at her.

His other features were jet black fur, a leathery maroon shell, honey-colored ears, and yellowish-tan skin. Meanwhile his attire consisted of large cuffed gloves, crimson shoes topped with a single patch of white, and bleached socks. He was an armadillo.

"Huh?" Amy's face expressed wonder as she became curious about this mysterious individual once she completely faced him. Was he a buddy of one of her friends?

The staring between Amy and this guy lasted for 3 minutes. They both started questioning in their minds where the other had came from. Lucy noticed this and grew interested; how much longer would it last?

"Who are you?" finally Amy produced the courage to speak.

"Same thing I wanted to ask you," a friendly smile appeared on the armadillo's lips.

When this response was given, Amy remained speechless for a few seconds. Then eventually the rosy hedgehog shocked Lucy by folding her slender arms and looking sternly at her new acquaintance.

"But I asked you first."

Lucy could sense that Amy and this other person were quite curious of each other, so she felt her pink customer was ruining the moment with her stubborn attitude.

'Come on, dude. Just give em' your name,' the cashier muttered to herself.

Already late with her date, Amy didn't want to disuse any more time; 5 minutes had passed by now.

"Very well. My names Mighty."

It satisfied Amy to hear this, but she'd never heard that name before in her life.

"Now what's your name?" the boy known as Mighty continued.

"My name is Amy Rose."

By now Lucy's delighted face was cupped by both of her hands, with arms on the diner table. The teen female wouldn't mind meeting a hot guy around her age right about now.

Before Lucy's daydream could flourish, a portly man dressed in orange business clothes sat on one of the restaurant stools and interrupted her thinking.

In a bit of irritation, Lucy moved from the table and focused on taking this new customer's order; just when she was beginning to watch things spark between the hedgehog and armadillo.

"Amy.. Rose? Well that's a nice name. Hey, why are you staring at the clock?" Mighty witnessed the impatient adolescent placing a worried face on the diner's clock.

"Someone was supposed to pick me up 15 minutes ago. It shouldn't be a hassle for them," Amy's depressive eyes stayed on the diner's time while giving this explanation.

Yet again, Amy's complaints were knocked backwards with opinionated guarantee.

"Fifteen minutes? Well, maybe something else got in the way of them coming here," Mighty replied in a helpful tone.

Amy could only think of one thing which might've changed Sonic's plans; Dr. Eggman wreaking usual havoc. And that reason was inexcusable, so now Amy was left at a blank. What if this were always the same reason for Amy not getting to hang out with him?

The other factor could have simply been another episode of Sonic's fogged memory, but just pondering on that discomforted Amy. This time she wanted her dream boyfriend to arrive with something explainable.

When Lucy was finished jotting down the food order, she released a sigh when noticing Amy heading for the exit, with Mighty behind her.

'Aww, and I had so much fun listenin' to them. They'd better come back here.'

"Hey!"

Amy heard this male voice beckoning to her, but there wasn't any use in responding. She'd been abandoned, twice in a row. Her best option was to return home and switch into her usual clothes; what she had on now was meant only for her so-called date.

Other noises playing in the area were cars driving around the grassy pavement in front of the Hamburger Shop, and the sound of civilian's shoes making contact with the sidewalk.

"Hey! Wait up!" Mighty persisted as he finally caught up to Amy's side.

When he looked into her bright green eyes, the armadillo didn't receive even a glance.

"Please, just tell me what's got you down all of a sudden. Was it something I said?" Mighty deliberately took blame for Amy's weird reaction.

By now both the armadillo and hedgehog turned the corner of the gray sidewalk, heading towards another that'd lead them out of this small district; Amy's path was directed on the SS Train Station.

"No, you didn't do anything wrong. Now please, leave me alone." Amy picked up her speed while approaching the next street edge. Unfortunately for her, she'd bump into the wrong and caring guy.

Just Amy not placing her innocent eyes on his left Mighty utterly confused. Whoever this date of hers was had really lowered her spirits.

Suddenly Amy gasped and ceased herself from moving, now that she realized a presence was blocking her way.

"No. I won't let you stay this way. Now let's find somewhere to talk and-"

The resolute Mighty watched in perplexity Amy move past him and finish along the shifting road. By now she was in front of the city's newspaper stand; the train entrance was one building away.

With hesitance, Mighty followed after the dismayed girl, but he grew indecisive about pleading. There wasn't much he could say if Amy didn't want to listen. So how would the pacifist armadillo get through her emotional barrier?

"If you want, I can take up your favor!" Mighty yelled out as Amy had already walked past the next corner and reached the train station door. She could do nothing but freeze her movement like a glacier. Everything she'd replied with after leaving the Hamburger Shop became unimportant; now that Mighty's words had luckily grabbed the remaining strand to Amy's mind.

She found herself turning around to face him; the only response given was utter astonishment. After the day had already shifted itself, it felt absurd to simply continue the original plan, with a literal stranger. Knowing his first name didn't give Amy enough reason to follow his lips.

'What's the deal with this guy?' Amy wondered in amazement.

Mighty's same promising expression stayed on his face. Whether Amy believed it or not, he was serious.

Clearly achieving a get-together with Sonic wasn't easy to reach. Along with almost getting whacked by a large hammer, it was thanks to his kindness and general care of Amy that she'd been offered her dream.

And now, the Sonic-fan was experiencing an overwhelmed feeling: the fact that she wanted a date with Sonic but he disappointed her, again... and now there was another boy figuring he could unknowingly take the deep blue hedgehog's spot. Just what was Mighty's real motives behind his idea?

"Attention, all civilians." This sophisticated female voice emitting from inside the train station interrupted the quiet moment, causing Amy and Mighty to shoot their heads up.

"Huh?" Amy reacted as she entered the room and noticed few people walking into the windowed transportation. Mighty was secretly walking after her.

"The train for downtown Station Square leaves in 3 minutes. Again, if you plan on visiting or need to reach downtown, then now is the best time to get aboard one of our trains."

This brief announcement was enough for Amy to hear, so the independent girl went towards the stairs.

Once she left, Amy most likely wouldn't see Mighty ever again; the concerned armadillo wasn't sure if he wanted it to end this way, especially not with Amy still hurt.

With a last ounce of bravery, Mighty began after her, watching as the Amy was ascending the cement steps.

Only a minute had passed. All of the train doors were still open. No sense of change was found in Amy's direction, so Mighty's feet stopped; it was as if both his legs turned into icicles.

The shelled- teenager felt as if he were about to lose a chance at something interesting. He wished for Amy to change her mind, but Mighty could only try so many times. Yes, he was still unknown to this petite hedgehog, but yet there was something he wanted to learn about her; possibly if she knew his longtime friend after all.

Amy finally approached the middle train door and found an empty seat next to and elderly woman. Then her ride finally closed its paths and began to accelerate.

"Welcome to the Station Square Train. At this time all passengers should remain in their seats. The ride for downtown should take at least 25 minutes. So please enjoy the ride."

Mighty had made it past the staircase and watched the train pedaling its wheels along the steel track.

In disbelief, he stepped onto the train rails and stared at the snake-like transporter, until the last section wheeled out of the area. So this how it would end, after Mighty put effort into attempting to cheer Amy up.

"Well... guess I should be going too." the raven-furred explorer placed both arms behind his head and watched Amy's ride progress until it became the size of a dot.