LE RPsensationalrunt 4:49 pm(Hmmm. Princey smexy Sonic. )Augustflower1422 4:49 pm(yus)sensationalrunt 4:49 pm(:3)Augustflower1422 4:50 pm(*jams to blue stahli*)sensationalrunt 4:50 pm(xDDD)Augustflower1422 4:50 pm(;D)(so yeah, prince smexy ;3)sensationalrunt 4:51 pm(Princey Sonix and... Amy... Umm. AMY THE GIRL IN THE ROGUE GROUP. Or the other way around. *shrug* idk)Augustflower1422 4:51 pm(prince smexy please)sensationalrunt 4:52 pm(Because she was orphaned and brought innn...)Augustflower1422 4:52 pm(I CAN'T SEEM TO FUNTION FROM THIS FAR AWAY)(*jams to low fidelity*)sensationalrunt 4:52 pm(...*sits and stares*)Augustflower1422 4:52 pm(sorry XD)(okay yes, notit)sensationalrunt 4:53 pm(xD Kay...)Amy: *sneaking around the castle*Augustflower1422 4:54 pmSonic:*in the throne room..thing*sensationalrunt 4:54 pmAmy: *peeks in*Augustflower1422 4:54 pm(What if they weren't allowed to date? And sonic get's thrown in the dungeon, and amy tries to get him out?)A
RegretsI stood by the cold stone grave. The stone was buckling from eroding, like the body underneath had. The air was chilled, not from the weather, but from the very shudder of my past mistakes. Her warm smile, her perky ego, I missed it so much. One minute she was there and full of life, the next she had slipped away right under my careless fingers. The day she drew her final breath never slipped my mind. My sweet Amy Rose, how could I have gone and done this to you? You were so perfect, and I all I did was crush it to bits. Oh Amy Rose, please forgive me.
Dawned Sun:: Short Story The morning sun dawned over the city, A quiet breeze sifting through the day. Once again Sonic was on his usual morning run. He pondered why he hadn't seen Dr. Eggman in a while, maybe he had given up? No, that couldn't be it, The doctor surely would never quit out of no where. Unless there was another, much more important reason then this. Sonic thought it over as he made his way to Amy's house. The house was small, just perfect for herself. She never really liked large houses anyways, she found too much space with little to do with it. A smaller, cozier house was a better choice. Besides, it was just her living there. Unless her heroic lover decided to move in and marry her, though it seemed unlikely, she could still dream. Everyday the pink hedgehog would dream her hero would propose, marry, and then have children together. The dreams blinded her, unsuspecting that maybe her hero loved her back? She never really thought it over...She had jus