Amy Rose (Boom) x (Male) Reader

The Romantic Date

Well, it finally happened. You and Amy are now officially a couple. And it was perfect. You couldn't possibly describe how unbelievably happy you were that you were with the girl of your dreams. "Amy?" you asked her. "Yes, (Y/N)?" Amy responded. "Now that we're officially a couple, do you want to...to go out on a date?" you asked. She hugged you tightly. "OH, YES. YES YES YES YES YES. 100 TIMES YES (Y/N)!!!!" She let go of you and locked her lips with yours for another kiss. 'She sure loves kisses. I don't mind though. She is very good at it.' you thought.

A week passed, and today was the day you and Amy were going on your...first date? You and Amy weren't sure whether or not your hangout from earlier was technically your first. Anyway, today was the day the two of you were going on your date. Amy asked you to dress nicely, so you got out your favorite suit and put it on. You still looked good in it. You also put some cologne on, and applied deodorant to not cause any unpleasantness. You looked at your wristwatch. It was 7:30 PM. You heard a knock at the door. A smile on grew on your face. 'Right on time.' you thought.

You opened the door, and there she was. She looked even more beautiful than you imagined. "Hi, (Y/N)." she greeted. You didn't immediately answer, as you were distracted by her magnificent appearance. She wore a purple dress with pink spots on it, long white gloves, and black heels. You suddenly smelt a sweet scent from her. It was a strawberry perfume. You immediately snapped out of it, and greeted her. "Good evening, Ames." you said in a rather seductive tone. Amy chuckled at your romantic side. "You look absolutely beautiful tonight." you told her. You caught a whiff of her perfume. "And you smell nice." Amy blushed at your comments. "Why thank you, (N/N)." Amy said, with a cute smile. "You look and smell nice, too." she said. "So where are we going tonight?" you asked. "Well, I got us invited to a fancy party, and obviously, a nice buffet." she replied. You rubbed your chin in thought for a few seconds. "There's going to be dessert." she said in a sing-songy voice. "Well, what are we waiting for?" you replied. You picked her up, Amy giggling at your eagerness, and you ran to the building the party was being held.

You arrived at the building. You placed Amy back on her feet, and you saw her smile. "Thank you, (Y/N). But you really didn't have to do that." she said. "Amy Rose, of course I don't have to, but my heart commands me to keep the woman I love happy, no matter what." was your reply. You leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. "Now let's go." you said as you held her hand, walking into the building. You entered the building, to see a crowd of suited individuals. A chauffeur came to the stand. "Name?" he asked. "Amy Rose and (Y/N)(L/N)?" He looked at the list of guests at the party. "There you are. You will seated at Table 17." the chauffeur then pointed to the designated area. You and Amy thanked him, and you proceeded to get your meals from the buffet, and head to your table.

You got yourself a plate of spaghetti, and a glass of sparkled grape juice; and Amy had herself a salad and a glass of water. After you had dinner, you had a chat with some of the other attendees at the party. You didn't have to worry about Amy being alone, she was having a conversation with other women. The people there were rather interesting conversationalists. They laugh at the strangest things, and you were strangely picking up unfriendly vibes being targeted at some people in these conversations, but other than that, it seemed they enjoyed your company. You had some interesting topics of conversation of your own. Who knew that some of the people you spoke with also enjoyed opera? "Back where I come from, one of the most famous opera composers were a group named Gilbert and Sullivan. My favorite opera is one of theirs called the HMS Pinafore. I can sing some of it to you if you'd like..." One of the attendees interrupted. "No thank you. We believe you." he said with a chuckle.

Now it was time for what you felt was going to be your favorite part of this romantic date: the ballroom dance. You've always wanted to take your girlfriend to a dance, but it just feels like this is for an extremely romantic occasion. That occasion was now. "May I, milady?" you asked her. "Indeed, my sweet, handsome man." she replied, a cute smile on her face. You took her hand, and slowly started to twirl her around. Her quiet laughs showed you that she really enjoyed it. The two of you then put both of your arms on their shoulders for the simple dance. You saw her lovingly staring into your eyes, and you did the same. You just wish this day would never end.