A pitiful screech rings out through the atmosphere.

Cream covers her ears, tears welling up in her now traumatized eyes. She knows that Amy is gone now, and she’s all alone. She continues running, her little legs screaming for rest, but her panicking mind knows she needs to keep running.

She looks around the bright and blinding environment of Not Perfect, the place not fitting the current situation. Blood everywhere, the smell of death, and the random voids just make everything so, so, SO worse.

After making it to a secluded spot, Cream the Rabbit takes a breather, panting heavily. She clutches her wounded left arm, her small fingers grasping on the skin tightly as she can to prevent further bleeding. She looks around, trying to make sure the executioner isn’t near her in any way.

Then, her eyes catch on a mangled corpse of Tails. She lets out a squeak of fear, covering her mouth to try and prevent her from making any noise. But it was too late. 2011x’s ears perk up at the sound, and he grins devilishly.

The doppelgänger of Sonic the Hedgehog quickly teleports behind her, hands raised up menacingly to intimidate the young toddler. It works, and she scrambles to her feet, wailing hysterically as she tries to gain distance from the executioner. 2011x doesn’t even run. He just walks behind her slowly, taking advantage in the fact she can’t really fight back.

TEA TIME WALTZ