Chapter 1

HI! This is my first fanfic, so don't judge too hard!

Why? I'd say that this is the best time to judge harshly, since you need this knowledge to not FUCKING SUCK.

You heard me, this fanfiction of yours is fucking shitty.

Enjoy!

Amara's P.O.V.

"Excuse me, miss?" A petite sounding female asks me. I groan tiredly. Who's in my room? "Are you lost?"

“No, actually, I fall unconscious in forests all the time, thank you. It's the fourth stage of Down's.”

"Huh?" I finally open my eyes. I'm not in my room like I expected. Instead, I'm outside, laying in a meadow. But something is really wrong. It all looks animated instead of real.

HATE. HATE. HATE.

Why? WHY does it look animated? The only reason it does here in this real life is because it doesn't exist here.

I would imagine places look at least a millinillionth more real than by animators' hands.

Meanwhile, you're ACTUALLY FUCKING THERE and it still looks animated.

"Where am I?" My eyes dart around, taking in my surroundings. For being animated, it sure is a pretty meadow. It's full of flowers, and it is in what looks like to be a forest. I could probably even say it is beautiful, if I wasn't freaking out at the moment.

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"You're in Amy's Meadow, and that's me!" The female exclaimed cheerfully. I finally look at her and I can't believe my eyes.

You know, because the forest looking HAND FUCKING DRAWN wasn't all that impressive.

"A-Amy?!" I gasp. In front of me stood, none other than Amy Rose. "This has to be a dream! You aren't real!"

YOU. HAD. ONE. CHANCE.

"I can assure you that this is not a dream. And of course I'm real! Why wouldn't I be?" Amy said, with a slight look of concern.

"Well, because of the fact that you only exist in comic books, TV shows, and videos games. Not to mention you ARE a talking hedgehog with human characteristics" I shake my head with disbelief and chuckle. "The dreams that my mind can come up with sometimes."

Come on, do you REALLY need to do this right now?

Really?

It sounds more like you showing off that you know all this rather than, you know, ACTUAL HUMAN SPEECH.

Amy narrows her eyes in annoyance. "What are you talking about? I'm not in ANY of those things! And you're the one to talk! You're a hedgehog too you know!"

And here we go with this shit.

"What?" I look at my skin and shriek. It was no longer a dark tan, it was covered in magenta fur! Also my nightgown, which had fit me perfectly last night, was really big on me, like I had shrunk. My hands fly to my face feel it. It's furry and I feel a muzzle. A muzzle! "What's going on?!" I start panicking. My dreams are NEVER this detailed. If anything, they are stories that are so random that they barely make sense. But this... this is really happening, I realize with horror.

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"Hey! Hey, calm down! Here, let me take you to my friend's house. He lives near here, and then we can help you figure this out, okay?" She offers me her hand. I look at it for a second, then I look at her and take her hand, hoisting myself up off the ground. We start walking through the forest, Amy leading the way. After a few moments of silence, Amy asks, "So... what's your name?"

Ballsniffer.

"Amara" I say. "Amara Vipsin"

What a generic name.

"That's a nice name. Mine is Amy Rose" She says politely. I just nod, already knowing that. Not only am I still in shock from what's going on, but I've never been good for conversation. I don't know why, since both of my parents don't seem to have any issues when it comes to conversing. Remembering my parents, I let my eyes drop to the ground in sorrow. Will I ever see them again?

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Sensing my distress, Amy says comfortingly, "Don't worry, we'll figure this out." I nod again. We walk for another five minutes before a house starts to take form through the trees. It's a white two-story house with red roofing. It's styled in a way that looks pretty modern, but gives off a cozy feeling. To the left of the house is a garage that is almost as big as the house itself! It has a large yard with luscious green grass.

"This is my friend's place" Amy smiles at me. "His name is Miles, but everybody calls him Tails" My eyes widen as I recognize the name. The size of the garage makes sense now.

“Okay, I've just met with Amy Rose. She's taking me to a friend's house. I'm not going to think for a second about who it could POSSIBLY be and just wait to be introduced. You know, despite there really only being ONE PERSON HERE who needs a garage that size.”

"Come on" Amy says as she starts to pull me towards the back of the house. As we draw near, I hear voices and some sizzling. We round the corner I see the Sonic crew and some friends enjoying a barbecue. I recognize all of them. Knuckles is grilling while Rouge is taking advantage of the situation and is pestering him. And she is succeeding. Tails, Sonic, and Silver are playing horseshoes. I don't think Silver is supposed to use his telekinesis because I see his hand glow blue behind his back as he throws his horseshoe. Cream, Blaze, and Vanilla are preparing the other side dishes. Vector, Espio, and Charmy are having some sort of heated discussion. Or, I should say just Vector and Charmy seem to be arguing, since Espio is just sitting there with his eyes closed. And then there's Shadow. He's on one of the lower tree branches, taking a nap it seems. All these people here, and I'm in a over-sized nightgown that now hangs lower than I'm comfortable with. Great.

Just one of these days, I would love to hear about a female OC not really wearing any clothes, a la Sally Acorn.

"Amy! Did you get the flowers?" Asked Cream excitedly. Then she notices me. "Oh! Who's your friend Amy?"

“Oh, she's a pink hedgehog who likes Sonic. Wait, is that not what you asked?”

"Sorry Cream, I wasn't able to get to flowers." Amy then gestures to me "I'll explain after we get everyone gathered." Cream looks confused, but nods anyway and goes to gather everyone. Amy then leads me over to a picnic table near the center of the backyard. I get I be the center of attention. Whoo hoo. At least no one seems to have noticed my attire yet.

Hey, considering clothing is optional, I figure they see it like wearing an oversized tee shirt and knickers, and nothing else.

After everyone has gathered around, Sonic asks, "What's goin' on Amy?"

Well, I picked some flowers, went to weave some baskets, and found an unconscious hedgehog that tried to incite feelings of existential despair into me.

"Well, I went to my meadow to go get Cream some flowers, so she could make her flower crowns. When I arrived, I found Amara here, fast asleep on the ground. I woke her up and asked her if she was lost. She looked around her, seeming confused and worried. When she finally looked at me, she looked at me like I had two heads or something. Then she told me that I wasn't supposed to be real and that hedgehogs weren't supposed to talk" Amy snorts. "I pointed out to her that she's a hedgehog and, after looking at her skin, she started to freak out. So I brought her here to help her figure this out."

Because Jesus Christ, hearing your reality isn't real isn't the most insane thing you've ever heard. It's not something you should be institutionalised for or anything.

Everyone's eyes, now full of confusion, are now on me. Even Shadow is showing some interest. I start to twiddle my thumbs. Will they believe me? What will I do if they don't?

Well you told it to Amy, you should have expected this.

"How about we start by introducing ourselves first?" Suggests Vanilla.

Hello, you're possibly insane. How about we sit and take our tea?

"I already know who all of you are." I say. "However, my name is Amara Vipsin."

DON'T YOU DO ME LIKE THIS.

"How do you already know who we are?" Rouge asks me.

D-

"You're... pretty famous from where I'm from." I reply. I feel Shadow eyeing me, already suspicious of me, no doubt.

Oh.

"How did you end up in the meadow Amara?" Tails asked.'

You've proven yourself a mentally questionable person, so I don't expect you'll have any trouble deciding what to do.

"I don't know. The last thing I remember is going to sleep in my bed, in my home, in my world, and as a human.

YOU DID ME LIKE THIS!

"Human? You mean you were a human just last night?" Blaze asks shocked. I nod.

Because atomic rearrangement is totally the weirdest thing a Sonic character has gone through, seriously.

"You said 'your world'. What do you mean by that?" Silver asks.

And obviously it would be Silver the goddamned Hedgehog to say that. I bet the author was smiling to herself while she wrote that down, thinking she was very clever for having found a method to type and fanny herself at the same time.

"I do not belong in this world" I state. "Where I'm from, humans are the only talking creatures. And, in my world, all of you are known. But not because you're heroes, but because you are in comic books, TV shows, and video games. That's why I freaked out when I saw Amy, because in my world, she isn't real. None of you are." They all look at me with bewildered gazes.

Is it really that strange?

"Sounds like like Chris' world, but we're fictional characters there." Sonic said.

Yeah, and you're fictional characters in Amara's world. What's the fuckin' problem?

"Hmmm..." Tails looks deep in thought. "I have no idea why all of this happened to you Amara, but I'll try to find out" he looks at me determined.

Why? It's not like you can get her home.

"Thank you Tails" I smile gratefully at him. This seems to relax him somewhat. Am I scary looking when I don't smile or something?

You are scarily stupid.

"Oh Amara! You need some new clothes! Cream and I will go get you something right now." With that said, Amy and Cream run off.

She doesn't really even need clothes, does she?

"We need to find a place for you to stay" Tails said. "I don't have anymore spare rooms. Do any of you guys?" All of them shook their heads, except for Shadow. Then they all turn their gazes to Shadow. Shadow glares back at them.

Shadow does.

"No."

Come on, Shadow, you're the only one that appeals to teenaged girls! You have to!

"Come on Shads! You're the only one who has a spare room!" Sonic argues. Shadow gives him a death glare. "Heh. I mean, it's not like we can let her sleep on a couch. And it'll take some time to find to find her a place." Sonic backtracks nervously.

Obviously, it's not like the technology to buy homes exists in this seemingly Atomic age society.

"No." Others begin to open their mouths to try and convince him, but I speak up before they can.

“I'll take it! Whatever excuse I can shack up to shack up. Geddit?”

"Excuse me, Shadow? I need a place to stay just for a little while until I find out if I'm stuck in this world permanently or not. I won't be too much of a bother to you, I promise." I say earnestly. He fixes his ruby eyes on me and give me a glare. I don't know if it's supposed to intimidate me or something, because I feel nothing. I keep eye contact with him. He seems to notice my indifference and seems intrigued, as intrigued as Shadow can look anyway.

Um, the bastard isn't autistic you know.

Finally, he shrugs. "Fine. But I will not hesitate to throw you out if you become a nuisance." He threatens. I nod, still unfazed. An antisocial living with a socially awkward. How can we not get along?

I can think of a few reasons, but looking at the flash abstract—Total fucking MS stuck in StH's world, meets up with and scores a room with Shadow the Hedgehog, and is also a total fucking MS—I can safely say that you will get along, because FUCK IT if we can't get a SINGLE point of originality or ANYTHING ALONG THOSE LINES>

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