(Shadamy) Ebony Rose

Wasted

3rd POV

Shadow, Rouge, and Amy went over to Vector's house to lounge until the party started, and offered to help set up as well. Vector even let them get early drinks.

The party is about to start and Rouge and Amy are at the punch bowl talking about how human's have 'high school', or something like that.

"Wouldn't it be cool to sit in a class room and do absolutely nothing? Even if the teacher says so?" Rouge says.

"I guess." Amy shrugs, taking a sip of the cool liquid in her cup. As she takes her sips, Amy's taste buds and throat sting with appreciation. "Hey, Vector, where did you get this beer?" She calls.

He looks back from behind him and laughs, "A friend who visited Germany." Shadow walks back into the room and we all just stand near the drinks.

"What about Germany?" He asks, taking a sip of his beer. Who knew he even liked the drink? "It's good." Shadow says blatantly.

"One of Vector's pal's got it for him, sweetheart." Rouge places her empty glass bottle into a glass holder and flies over to the balloons. "Lets get these blown up. They aren't gonna do it themselves, y'know."

XXX

Amy's POV

When the sun set, that's when people started to come in.  At first, when I saw Tails and Cream enter, I panicked at the idea of Sonic coming in as well. I wasn't ready to see him yet, even though he thought everything was perfectly fine. God, I hate lying.

"You've hardly drank anything! It's been two hours, why aren't you drunk?" Rouge complains. "We came here to get you drunk, so drink up!" She hands me three bottles and I stare at her blankly.

"I don't know..." I say, almost unheard from the loud music playing across the house.

"Don't think, just drink. Tell yourself that and chug, sweetheart!" She cries and I look around the room nervously. I haven't necessarily gotten wasted before, just had occasional boos here and there. I notice shadow in a corner, standing with his arms and legs crossed. He spots me and I flick my eyes away. Maybe I should drink, he's driving us home one way or another...

I turn towards Rouge and smile, "Don't think, just drink." I say, and that's exactly what I did.

XXX

3rd POV

Many mobians were dancing, making out, or sniffing something by the time midnight came around. Vector was with Tails talking about planes, but they both were a little drunk so when people heard them talking about twizzler wheels you knew they were a little tipsy.

Shoving past a few tables covered in stains and empty bottles, Shadow looks left and right for Rouge. When they got home, he knew for sure that his black vest would be ruined.

"Where the hell is that bat..." He mutters, but with how loud the music had gotten, he couldn't even hear himself. She was no where to be seen, but fortunately for the ebony hedgehog somemobian found him.

Amy's quills were a mess, but still neat in an odd way. When she wobbled over, nearly causing both of them to fall, Amy lounges herself onto his chest. She was about four inches shorter than Shadow, so when she wrapped her arms around his shoulders Amy had to look up a bit.

"I feel weird," She pauses for a slurred laugh, "where havvve you been?" Shadow cringes, her breath reeked like alcohol. Their proximity was close, but where wouldn't it be? The house was slammed.

"Looking for Rouge." He says in her ear, and the pink girl leans onto him. Amy was practically laying on him, but since Shadow was twice as strong than her, he kept them balanced. Sliding his hands around her frame, he gradually moves them to a more secluded area. 

Lights dim and music muffled, Shadow and Amy stand in a hallway leading to the bathrooms. Shadow would've leant against a wall, trying to keep to himself as much as possible, but Amy kept clinging onto him or wobbling off some place.

"Do you know where Rouge is?" He asks, slow and pronunciated. Amy blinks.

She gasps, "The bat!" Running her fingers through her loose bangs, she giggles. "I hhhhate her." Shadow frowns.

"Why?" He asks, but she was distracted other wise. Amy gives a slight twirl before answering again.

"She was talking to someone I hate, so I hate her too. Haterss gonna hate!" She takes a step forward, but twisting her ankle, Amy struggles to finish her step and Shadow hastily catches her.

"Damn you're wasted." He mutters before asking. "Who was she with. I need to take you girls home." Some mobian walks down the hall, and nods his head in approval.

"Tap that." He gestures. Shadow flicks him off with his spare hand and the mobian enters the women's room. They had to leave, soon.

"Who was she with." He says once more, this time closer to her ear. Amy plants her forehead onto his shoulder.

"That blue douche." She laughs, Amy's hands hanging underneath her.

"Faker." Shadow whispers. What happened between them? Amy closes her eyes, sudden fatigue overwhelming her. Shadow holds her for a few more minutes, thinking about why such an innocent girl like Amy would hate Sonic, not that he was complaining. Sonic was fake, but Amy just didn't seem like the girl to have a grudge. Amy was upset earlier, and it involved him, but Shadow didn't put two and two together.

"Lets go find Rouge." He says, grabbing her shoulders and they head back into the swarm.

XXX

Finding Rouge was taking too long, and Shadow could've sworn Amy fell asleep about three times. To be fair their planned worked, Amy got waisted, but obviously she didn't forget about what the bat wanted her to.

He unlocks their car and buckles the hedgehog into the back seat. She was nocked out, eyes closed, and he knew she wouldn't be waking up anytime soon. Walking back into the Party House, Shadow looks for Rouge once more. If that damn bat left the building, he was going to bring hell tomorrow.

Flicking his eyes back near the DJ, he spots Sonic. Back facing him, Shadow sees Sonic preoccupied. He was a faker, no matter how genuine the guy seemed. Where was Rouge?

Sonic then jerks back and Shadow sees a particular mobian glaring. So much hell for bringing Shadow into this mess. Parties weren't for him.

Rouge had some explaining tomorrow after her tons, tons of coffee.