Lights, Camera, Action!

Chapter 8: Locating

Sonic felt himself absolutely buzzing with energy. It had been around ninety minutes since he last saw Amy and his skin was starting to itch and energy levels were fluctuating. The young boy could also tell that his current attitude was starting to test the limits of his mum's patience as she sat with him in the prep room. This was where dazzling make-up and intricate costumes were perfected and fitted to the lucky people who would wear them on camera. It was one of the rooms where Honey worked and while she felt terrible about it, Sarah was hoping to hand this overexcited Sonic over to her for a few hours while she returned to Beauty.

Thankfully, the God or Goddess of Parenting seemed to hear her plea as Honey soon walked in, ladened with a multitude of fabric. Her eyes lit up when she saw Sonic. "Hey Speedster, what's up?" He ran and tightly hugged her around the middle.

Sonic looked with at her with an ashamed smile. "I'm sorry I couldn't find Shadow in time for you." Honey felt her heart melt a little at the earnestness of her surrogate brother.

She stroked his head. "Don't worry, I wasn't in a hurry and I found him anyway." Honey rummaged in her pockets for something. "Here, you look like you need this." She handed him a cookie which Sonic are quickly and happily.

Sarah smiled at the joy on her son's face and stood to leave. She may not approve of Honey as Shadow's girlfriend but she was definitely brilliant at looking after Sonic. "Sonic, will you be okay here? I need to get back to Beauty." Her best friend could honestly be considered another child at times.

The athlete nodded contently. "Yep. Oh! When you see Beauty, could you ask her where Amy is? I miss her." He hugged his mum and gave her a kiss.

Sarah nodded at him. "Yes, I shall. Bye Honey." The assassin didn't reply but Sonic didn't notice and that was key. The last thing Honey wanted was for Sonic to stop seeing her as this wonderful person who could fix everything. The alternative would be for him to hate her and be terrified of her like everyone else in this ridiculous establishment.

She set the clothes down and started to sort them. "Okay Speedster, I need you to match up the colours for me please." Sonic saluted her and immediately got to work organising boots, tops, leggings, skirts, trousers and underwear into colour-coordinated piles. Trusting him to get the job done to a perfect degree, Honey looked into the cupboard to the side and pulled something out.

This item was one of her most prized possessions and she had sworn many times to eliminate the bloodlines of any who should damage or remove it from her. The guitar was made from simple materials yet it was excellent at its job. Honey made sure that each time she uses it that the strings were perfect and that the body always had its burnt amber glazing on it. The neck of the guitar had originally been designed for a small child but Honey had adapted it over the years to suit her which was tricky as even without her heeled boots she was still easily the tallest out of her colleagues.

Sonic had finished his fourth pile when he realises what Honey had recovered. "Yay!" He cheered. "Are you going to play?" He had many memories over the past six years of Honey singing him either to sleep or joy with her wonderful melodies. In his life, she was the best guitar player ever.

Honey chuckled at Sonic's enthusiasm. "Maybe, I just need to sort which clothes will be worn as a statement to what character. It's what these characters will be remembered as wearing, like I always wear boots like these." She kicked her legs up to show Sonic her shoes. "Or like Amy always wears a headband like hers. A landmark to recognise people." He nodded eagerly at her, practically begging her to play. Honey surveyed the work he'd done so far and checked the time. "Tell you what, if you can get all these piles finished in the next two minutes, I'll play for you." Sonic grinned as he prepared for the race.