Out of the Slump~Shadamy

Very Late Spring Cleaning

Amys Pov

I sit on my living room sofa relaxing and reading one of my favorite books. I was having a bit of trouble keeping concentrated. After the first five minutes of reading, I was stuck. My eyes kept scanning over the same sentence and I still hardly know what it says.

My mind was elsewhere because today was supposed to be the first day that Shadow came to hang out with me since our talk at the hospital the other night. It had been a passing thought in my mind until today. Now, my brain just won't stop thinking about it.

I'm pretty excited. This is the first real activity I would be doing with someone in a while. After months of keeping myself busy with work and confining myself to my room, it felt strange for me to switch it up. It's become a habit. But I know that I need this. I need to get it together, and get back to the old me.

Just as I finish this thought my phone blares on the coffee table in front of me. I pick it up and there's a text from Shadow.

Emo: On my way...

Me: ...?

Emo: What's your address again?

Me: Lol, all you had to do was ask.

Emo: Is that not what I just did? I'm confused.

Me: No you went ...

Emo: ...

Me: See there you go again!

Emo: Just give me the damn address!

Me: Ok, Ok stop whining. 32 maple plane.

Emo: Was that so hard?

Me: Shut up. I should change your contact name to grumpy.

Emo: What's it saved as now?

Me: ...Emo...

Emo: ...I'll see you in 15 minutes.

Me: OK! Emo it is!

I place my phone back down and a small smile plays on my lips. Lately, all of our conversations have gone similar to this. We would just go back and forth. Usually, Shadow gets annoyed but he'd always laugh in the end. I didn't even know it was possible for him to laugh that much. When I had said something about it he shrugged and said 'If something is funny then I'll laugh.' I told him that was a load of bullshit and that he just liked my jokes.

Never in a million years did I think that I would be so chummy with Shadow the Hedgehog. He's grumpy, rude at times, and a tad bit angry, but he's also sweet when he feels like it.

I make my way to the kitchen and prepare some snacks for us. I already knew what he had planned for the day. He called me the second he got the idea. "Late spring cleaning" he called it. when in reality it was very late spring cleaning as it was early fall now. But his idea was valid. Though, I wish he would've phrased it differently when he approached me.

"The first step to getting better is to clean out your personal space. You have to get all of your depression and self-pity out of the house. It's probably suffocating you when you're home."

Like who says that?

I hear a knock at the door. I run over and swing it open, making contact with red irises.

"Hey." He greets me with his usual stale expression.

"Hi," I reply inviting him inside with the gesture of my hand. He steps in and immediately winces. He looks around the house inspecting it from top to bottom.

"How do you breathe in here? I could feel the depression the second I walked in." He stays straight face but I can see a glint of humor in those crimson eyes. Still, I can't help but be offended.