Stormy night

Nothing is Right

Amy’s POV

Oh, this capped it. My day was going horribly! I pawed through Shadow’s drawers, trying to find him some clean, dry gloves. When I found a pair, I tossed them on the bed.

Kneeling in front of his closet, I found a pair of shoes for him. They followed the gloves onto the bed. Before I stood, a droplet of water hit me. I looked up at Shadow, a soft smile on my face.

“Playing mother, Amy?”

“I owe you, don’t I?” The way his eyes cooled had my smile dying. “What is it?”

“You don’t owe me anything.”

I could only shake my head, confused. “Yes, I do. You got me out of that storm. This is the least I can do.”

He grabbed my arm, pulling me up so my eyes were on an equal level with his. “What happened before cancelled that debt.” Before I could question him, he dropped my arm and grabbed the gloves and shoes I’d dug out for him. “Your dress is dry,” he muttered.

“Oh. Okay.”

He brushed past me, stopping at the door. “Not once did you ask if Sonic was all right.”

My head came up, but he wasn’t looking at me. “I… Well, he stood up. And managed to run off even though he was limping.”

“Yet here I am, the victor, and you said you were worried about me.” I opened my mouth to respond, closed it again a moment later. I couldn’t think of a single thing to say.

He glanced over his shoulder at me, eyes clouded, and left the room. I sat on the bed with a frown. He was right. I hadn’t even thought about Sonic. Like he had said, Shadow won their fight, but I had been focused solely on him.

So I had been a fool for years. Standing, I walked over to Shadow’s mirror, stared hard at my reflection. “Amy Rose, you are an idiot! You’ve been chasing after a guy you do not love and one who does not love you! How stupid can you be?”

I sighed, fighting back tears. It was stupid to cry over one’s own stupidity. After all, the past was in the past. I straightened, squared my shoulders. “Okay. From here on out I will not be so dumb!”

Shadow had said my dress was dry, so I went down the stairs to get it. I needed it on. I hopped onto the banister, giggling to myself. One of life’s small pleasures, I thought upon reaching the bottom, is sliding down a banister.

I shoved my hair out of my face, wondering vaguely where my headband could have gotten to. Deciding to worry about it later, I went into the living room to get my dress.

I picked it up, grinned. It really was dry! I jumped once in glee. “Yay!”

Without a thought, I had Shadow’s shirt off and was tugging my dress on. Twirling, I popped the hem up to its normal position. I tugged on my gloves next, snapping the bracelets on after that. With pursed lips, I glanced at my bare feet, than at my shoes. After a quick debate, I chose to leave them off. After all, the storm was still raging outside so I doubted I’d be going anywhere soon.

With an agitated sound, I shoved my hair back again. I needed my headband.

After a quick search around the room, I still hadn’t found it. Maybe Shadow knows where it is, I decided and started up the stairs. “Shadow!” I called.