Chaos Corrupts Absolutely

Chapter 5

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[Time - 2:45 P.M.)

[Date - June 30th, 23XX)

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

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Amy yawned, opening her weary eyes. She couldn't remember how late she stayed awake until, maybe three thirty or four o'clock in the morning. Rubbing away the sleep, she yawned one more time. Noticing that rays of sunlight were shining through the windows, she leaned up, glancing at the alarm clock on her nightstand. 'Crap, it's almost three in the afternoon!' The pink hedgehog mentally shamed herself for sleeping so late. Tugging back the duvet, she tossed it to the side, swinging her feet over the edge in advance of hopping up. As the brain fog cleared, like a flash of lightning, everything that had occurred earlier came spilling into her memory. Looking around the room, then toward the bed, she sighed. Shaking her head in disappointment, she started figuring that what she experienced was nothing more than a massive wet dream. "Was it all a dream?"

"Was what all a dream?" Sonic's voice got her attention, getting her eyes to dart up where she saw him coming into the room with a big sandwich in his hand.

Amy gasped with a smile on her face prior to covering her mouth, embarrassed at appearing so excited. "Sonic!" She gleefully exclaimed. "You really did sleep with me last night?"

Having taken a bite out of his sandwich, he nearly choked on it, coughing a few times in response to what she said and the way she said it. "Don't..." He coughed into his other hand. "Don't say it like that, Amy! Geez! It makes it sound like we did stuff together." Following that, he chewed his mouthful, not acknowledging the strange look she gave him.

Raising her eyebrow, Amy pondered his reaction. 'Wait... Does he not remember being all physical with me?' Scrutinizing his behaviour, it looked like the original Sonic was back in action. The childish smile on his face as he munched down on the sandwich accompanied by a happily swinging tail, it indicated he had reverted to his normal self. 'Hmm...' She continued to investigate. 'I thought it was a dream, so maybe he does as well.' Not being able to shrug it off, wanting to know if he could remember earlier this morning at all, she formulated a way to figure out what he knew. "Where did you get that sandwich?" The pink hedgehog asked.

Sonic bit into the sandwich as he moaned from the taste. "Oh... I made it."

"Just now?" Amy pressed him for answers.

"Yeah! Oh... But, umm... Yeah, sorry... I probably shouldn't have gone into your fridge. I was just sooo hungry and you were still sleeping." He suddenly realized what he had done.

Laughing, she stretched her muscles out with a few light aerobic exercises before heading for her closet. "It's okay, I don't mind." Glancing back, she laughed again as she noticed he made it a double-decker sandwich. "If you were that hungry, you could have woken me up. I would have made you breakfast."

Sonic waved her off as she went into the closet, tugging on the pull cord to the ceiling light. "It's alright. You looked like you were sleeping peacefully, so I didn't want to wake you up."

Glancing around at her clothing, she went for the usual red dress she always donned, grabbing one off of a hanger before bringing it out to lay on the bed. "You watched me sleep?" She teased him with a smile and her tongue very slightly pushed between her lips.

"No way!" He nearly choked again. "Don't joke around like that either while I'm eating. I don't want to waste this."

Amy narrowed her eyes in suspicion. 'Does he really not remember earlier?' She wondered in her head. Soon enough, she began to accept the possibility that he had merely been delusional, which would account for why he doesn't seem to recall getting frisky with her. Her face returned to normal as she ambled over to her dresser. "I was just thinking, with how much you tossed and turned last night, you must have gotten up a while ago. Maybe you spent a while watching me sleep once you woke up?" Pulling open the dresser drawer, she rooted around for a pair of fresh panties prior to opening another drawer to look for a bra.