Chaos Corrupts Absolutely

Chapter 4

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[Time - 1:36 A.M.)

[Date - June 30th, 23XX)

(Location - Station Square, Residential District, Amy's Apartment)

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Although it was in the wee hours of the morning, Amy found herself rushing around her single bedroom apartment, straightening anything that was out of place or needed refreshing. Oddly enough, it was the first time Sonic ever visited her apartment. She merely wished it was under better circumstances. Either way, she made sure that the place was tidy. Considering there was barely a speck of dust to begin with, it didn't take her long to have the place spotless.

Following a spritz of air freshener in the living room, she ran to the bathroom to use the toilet, wash her hands and then put on her awake face. She took her time brushing her quills, styling them perfectly the way she wanted. Glancing over at the curling iron, she thought about going further, but figured she wouldn't have the time to do so. A quick dab of blush, a twirl of eyeliner and she declared it good enough to satisfy. Now that she had a touch of make-up and her hair was done, she contemplated going into her bedroom closet to find a nice dress, but the current time convinced her otherwise. Her white bathrobe would have to do unless he didn't mind seeing her in her pajamas.

Going into the kitchen next, turning on the light, she wandered over to the refrigerator. Opening the door, she pulled out a mocha frappe mix, chocolate syrup and whipped cream, wanting to give the two a treat for when her hero arrived. Closing the door back, she sat the bottles down on the counter, grabbing a pitcher to fill with ice. 'I've never used a blender at almost one thirty in the morning.' With a little evil grin, she thought 'I'm sure the neighbors will love it.' Plopping the ice into the blender, she put the top on, then did a few quick pulses to make crushed ice. After that, she took the mocha frappe mix and dumped the entire bottle into the blender. 'Oh boy! I'm going to be up all night.' Blending the ice with the frappe mix, following a minute, it was ready. She retrieved two cups, then poured the mix into them. Topping them off with whipped cream and chocolate syrup, all that was left to do was add two straws. "Yummy!" She licked her lips.

A knock at the door made her look up. It was a quiet knock and only one. She almost thought she imagined it. Thankfully, two more gentle knocks came after that. 'He's here.' Her mind thought, wanting to squee in excitement were it not for the unsavory circumstances. Straightening her bathrobe by ensuring it was wrapped around her, she picked up one of the homemade mocha frappes, then headed for the door. A fourth knock reverberated through the wood, making her say "I'm coming!" Stopping in front of it, she looked out the peephole, saw Sonic, and took a deep breath. 'Okay, you can do this, Amy. He needs your help. It's not like this is a date.' Unlocking the door, she pulled it open.

At first, she had a goofy smile sculpted onto her face. Gasping, upon seeing the injuries her favourite hero had sustained, the bruises and gashes in addition to him holding onto his side with his eyes squinting in pain, that smile immediately vanished. Concern took the place of every emotion she had inside of her. With her eyes-wide and mouth agape, she grieved, hardly able to hold onto the cup of mocha frappe that she had made for him. "S-Sonic?"

"Amy..." He replied to her rather wearily, wobbling back and forth on his feet.

She quickly waved him in, forgetting all about what she had planned on saying to him. "Come in, come in. It's not much, but it's my place."

Sonic hesitated at first, staring at her, then down at the threshold of the doorway. Letting out a sigh, he stepped into her apartment. Amy closed the door behind him, being sure to lock it seeing how it was so late. "I've never been here before."