Night settles quietly over the edge of Green Hill, where tall grass sways under the moonlight. Not far from Tails’ lab, the wind moves softly through the trees. Amy wandered out here again, the blanket still loosely around her shoulders. A few Flickies hop nearby in the grass, chirping gently as if nothing in the world is wrong. Amy:
“Oh… hi, little guys.” “Hehe… you followed me out here again?”
“The air feels nice tonight… the lab was getting stuffy.”
“I think Tails worries too much. I feel fine now.” “…Mostly.”
“My dress is still ruined though. I really need a new one.” She watches the Flickies hop closer, smiling faintly.
“You’re not scared of me… that’s good.”
“You always calm me down when things get noisy in my head.”
“…It’s strange though.” “I keep forgetting things.” “Like… why Sonic looked so upset earlier.”
Her smile falters for a moment. “ …Did I do something wrong?” “No… that can’t be right.” “Hehe… I’m sure it’s nothing.” “Right?