The Blow Dart (A Sonamy Story)

Shadow POV

Hey guys! back with more. I know this said Sonamy, and that will be coming later. for now, enjoy!

Coming up with plans is a lot harder than it seems. I usually just go with my instinct, the first thought that entered my brain. I couldn't do that this time. My mind was as blank as a white wall. What happened next was a bit of a blur. I vaguely remember carrying Sonic out of the house, the sound of smashing robots, and a few frustrated yells from Amy. There was a car waiting for us, one that Rouge had "bought." As the car started up, I heard a slight cough come from my lap. I looked down to see the unusually pale face of the faker. He seemed to shiver in my lap. Taking note of this, Tails handed me a blanket that had appeared from who knows where, and I tucked snuggly around Sonic's limp figure. Sonic had started to feel kind of like my little brother, even though he annoyed the living daylight out of me. I felt like it was my job to protect him, and I had failed. 'It won't happen again,' I though, subconsciously pulling Sonic slightly closer to me. The car started up at tremendous speeds. Who knew Amy could be such a reckless driver? It wasn't until I looked behind us that I understood. It seemed that Eggman had recruited every single robot he had ever made, and was in full pursuit of our little car. We swerved this way and that, bumping over potholes and small branches. I almost dropped Sonic a few times. Knuckles scorched over, grabbing onto Sonic, trying to hold him still. 'Just hang in there a little longer,' I thought, glancing down at Sonic. 'We still need you.'