Chapter 1

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"It's another lovely day in Möbius, and the only way to make it better, is to have her friends to spend it with," the pink hedgehog thought aloud. Today was her seventeenth birthday, and she was taking her time preparing, and making it perfect. She didn't want to be known as the little girl to obsess about Sonic anymore, so she decided on bringing some wine for the older friends, and lemonade for the younger friends, or whoever just didn't want beer. Of coarse there was water, just in case. She set up the table with a red tablecloth, not wanting to be as girly as before. Also, over the years, she swapped her red dress for a darker pink dress with a white wraps around the waist, knee high magenta socks, sneakers, magenta sleeves from her wrist to her elbow, and she kept her headband, white gloves, and rings. She even updated her hammer! Her friends were certainly impressed with how she has matured over the years. However, even though she's changed, she still gives everyone her signature hugs, and no one's complaining about that.

Sighing, she looked at the time, deciding whether or not she would have enough time to get ready before everyone arrives.

"Ten after four," she said. "Party starts at five... I guess that's enough time if I hurry now," she smiled. She took a quick shower and changed, and as if on cue, the doorbell rang.

Amy quickly made her way downstairs and composed herself before opening the door. She could feel her face warming up, just by seeing who was at the door.

"H-hey Knuckles," she smiled.

"Happy birthday Amy," he chuckled.

"T-thank you," she blushed. "Please, come in," she welcomed.

Knuckles looked over to see the drinks she had planned. He expressed a small smirk. "You really have matured, huh?" he asked pointing at the wine.

"Mhm," she chirped. "It's not a bad choice is it?" she asked now worried. Would her friends prefer beer or wine? If they want beer then she'd have to go out and buy some shot glasses. Unless they could use the wine glasses? They would understand right? Amy was now panicking. Knuckles took notice of her sudden shift of mood.

"No, I'm sure they would like the wine," he insisted. At least it was enough to convince her.

"A-alright," she smiled as her heart just continued beating furiously.

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