The ultimate caretaker (a shadamy story)

Day one: a caring caretaker

The next day

Amy's POV I wake up still in the clothes that I was in while in the fight, I go to the shower and take a 20-minute long, hot shower, I get my pink towel and wrap it around my body, which has been fully developed and has changed a lot from when I was a 12-year-old crazy fan girl. 

I do a little face routine, dry my hair, then brush it I grabbed two reddish pink hair clips and put them in my hair, lifting one side, I put the towel on. I get out of the shower and rush towards my room thankfully, shadow is asleep so he wouldn't see me, I get to my closet and put on my red-ish pink long sleeve shirt that was open revealing my shoulders, on the bottom of the sleeves it spread out kind of like bellbottoms, but on your sleeves, with a White outline on the top and bottom, similar to my old dress I put on my Jean shorts with a noticeable pink string pattern on the top and A pinkish red on the cuff. my legs were still a little bruised purple, I put on some knee-high socks, but not to cover up the bruises, and with a pair of indoor flats, I was ready to go make breakfast, I stepped into the kitchen and wiped out the pancake mix and bacon eggs seasonings and most importantly the chocolate chips for the pancakes! I put on my pink checkered heart apron that read 'kiss the cook' and start preparing the food for me and my special guest.

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Shadows POV

I feel warm something fuzzy and soft on my back and some sort of cushion underneath me, My eyes slowly shutter open and I see a familiar pink wall my body aches but my focus almost immediately turns to the aroma in the room I hear glass being placed on a wooden surface, I try to get up but my legs weren't doing as my body commanded, I tried to push myself up but a hand suddenly stopped me I look up and see a certain pink hedgehog 'of course that's who's home I'm at you couldn't mistake the interior design for anyone else but her' I think to myself

"You shouldn't try to get up you have a broken legs and will stretch out your cuts" Amy tells with a worried and motherly tone

"well then how am I going to get up, I don't have my chaos emerald with me" I say with a slightly annoyed voice, she looks at the ground and starts scratching her head deep thought after a couple moments she looks at me with a spark of determination before I can even begin to ask what she was thinking she carefully puts her hand underneath me and picks me up gently supporting me with her other hand on my back, I jerk and struggle trying to get out of her arms she immediately notices

"stop struggling your going to make your injuries worse!...I don't want you getting hurt again so stop I'm just getting you to the table for breakfast it's a short way, when I get the time to get a wheelchair I'll do it...ok shad?" She smiled softly as she walked over to the table and placed me to chair " that wasn't that hard now was it?" She question with a playful yet sweet expression,

"Yah whatever...thank you" I say with a little to much thoughts in my mind, being easily carried by a soon to be 21 year old girl was nothing short of pitiful but I also felt warm and cared for and a new feeling too like tiny winged insects were in my stomach this could be concerning but it was probably the feeling that you got wen your badly wounded-"um shadow are you going to eat" she putting two cups of black coffee on the table for me and her "yes I was just spacing-out" he answered as he grabbed a fork and started to eat the pancakes and rest of the meal 'WOW HOLY CRAP he thought as he started eating he hadn't eaten a homemade meal in years he didn't need to eat but still had the feeling of hunger so he would just get cheep fast food mostly salads and pizzas it was nice feeling to eat a meal like this especially one this delicious "wow" I think out loud unknowingly Amy giggles "thanks I'm glad you enjoyed it" she said's cheery and appreciated, I feel embarrassed that she heard me,