New Romantics ( Shadamy )

Chapter 6: It's Nice to Have A Friend

Chapter 6: It's Nice To Have a Friend

Shadows POV

Sunday morning sunlight came screaming through my window blinds.
Of course I'd forget to shut the fucking blinds!

I groaned heavily and rolled out of bed, scooping my Chao, Ammo into my arms and out of bed with me. I threw on a pair of gym shorts from my dresser drawer and decided to skip out on a shirt for now.

I head for the bathroom and place him on the counter beside the sink and begin preparing our toothbrushes. After placing the perfect amount of toothpaste on my regular toothbrush and his baby sized toothbrush, I hand him his brush and we begin cleaning our teeth.

After our early morning grooming session, I head into the kitchen with Ammo and prepare his breakfast for him.

We head to the living room afterwards and settle on the couch to watch some early morning cartoons.

Nothing can ruin a Sunday lazy day session except uninvited guests, and Murphy's Law is Knuckle's middle name.

Before I can even get interested in the cartoon's surprisingly complex plot line, I hear a frantic pounding at my front door.

When I open the door, Knuckles stumbles into my house, still dressed, very poorly, in the clothes he wore last night.

"What the hell are you doing?" I groan, as I slam my front door shut behind him.

"You! I'm here to talk to you!" He says, scrambling himself together.

"Why are you here so early?" I sigh, rubbing my eyes as I head back to the couch with Ammo.

Ammo understands the sacredness of Sunday mornings.. he would never be this annoying.

I snuggle the Chao sleepily, and his bulb turns into a big heart for a second then returns to its spiky norm as he ignores me to watch the tv.

I look at Knuckles who is trying to readjust his clothes, to not look so thrown together, but with no avel.

"Rouge called Amy for coffee and Amy agreed!" Knuckles said frantically.

"So?" I replied, utterly confused and slightly irritated.

How is she already fucking up my Sunday mornings?

"Sooooo! Rouge sent me here to see if Amy was leaving from here!" he said, and I almost face palmed right then and there.

"Why the hell would she be leaving from here?" I groaned, leaning back on the couch and rubbing my temples.

The hangover wasn't that bad, but the headache from listening to Knuckle's fucked up logic was brutal.

"Look, Rouge says 'jump', I say 'how high, babe?'. I don't question her logic, I just support it blindly!" The echidna said, crossing his arms over his chest before taking a seat beside me on the couch.

"Simp," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Damn right," he said proudly, without skipping a beat.

I rolled my eyes again and then leaned back into the couch to watch the tv again.

We sat there watching the show together for a few minutes before Knuckles said:

"So... what did happen last night?"

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Amy's POV

I walked into the coffee shop and whined at the noise of the bell ringing above the door, signaling my entry.

Why is everything so damn loud?

Before I could start my search for her, Rouge shouted my name from across the coffee shop, waving her arms frantically.