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Here Amy Rose was— about to take her next step into womanhood! And what a joyous occasion this was— to be on her way to buy her very first bra!
Well, this could be a wonderful experience— if she wasn’t toting three guys around with her.
“Hey, what about this one?” Sonic waved an oddly cutesy one in her face. “It’s pink like you!”
“Ew, stop.” She shooed it away.
“What?” Sonic’s head tilted as he frowned in disappointment, holding it out in front of himself. “It has bows!”
“Knuckles, please take that off…” Tails said in the background, facepalming as Knuckles slid a bra over his head.
“It fits so well!”
It did not fit well at all.
Sonic snickered as he looked over at the echidna, who seemingly wasn’t joking at all.
“Amy, try this one!” Knuckles said as he took it off, handing it over to her.
“Definitely not!” Amy scowled, pinching between her eyes. She was already regretting this.
“Okay, how about this one? It has little chao all over it!” Sonic practically shoved another bra in her face, a toothy grin plastered on his face. She really couldn’t tell if he was trying to help or purposely being as annoying as possible.
“It doesn’t matter if it’s cute or not!” She shouted, pushing it away with a huff. “Who the heck is going to be seeing my bra?”
Sonic shrugged, putting the bra back on the shelf. “Why do you need a bra, anyways?”
She growled angrily, looking at him with her hands on her hips. “What’s that supposed to mean!?”
His eyes widened. “W-Wait— I didn’t mean—!”
“Did you measure yourself before you left?” Tails asked, looking at the measurements on the tags, his eyes scanning over all of the different numbers.
“Huh?” Amy turned her attention away from Sonic, who sighed of relief as she did. “No, but I can always just use the changing room…”
Tails chuckled. “True.”
Meanwhile, Knuckles grabbed a black lacy bra off the shelf, something more akin to lingerie, wrinkling his eyebrows together as he stared at it silently.
“What are you doing, you creep?” Sonic teased, smiling awkwardly at him as he focused on the rather risqué undergarments.
“This looks like something Rouge would wear.” Knuckles responded in a flat tone, still holding it out in front of him.
“Dude.” Sonic made a face of disgust. “Please do not put those images in my head.”
“Yeah, there’s a ten year old present, you guys. Keep it PG.” Amy said with an eye roll, her hands full of random different bras she planned to try on later.
Knuckles scratched his head with a look that suggested he was confused, before he finally put the lacy bra back on the shelf.
Tails, meanwhile, looked at the measurements of the bras Amy was holding across her arms, and then turned his attention back to the tags of the bras hung up.
“Never thought my little brother would be staring so intently at bras.” Sonic said half-jokingly, crossing his arms and watching Tails as he looked over different tags.
“…What?” The fox questioned, smiling sheepishly at him.
“Okay, I’m going to the fitting room.” Amy said, looking between Knuckles and Sonic. “You two please behave.”
“There’s three of us.” Sonic stated, flashing her an unamused look. “And we are behaving!”
Amy rolled her eyes and made her way off towards the fitting room, trying to cover the bras in her arms as she did.
“God, why is this so embarrassing?” She mumbled to herself quietly as she looked at the measurements on the different bras.
She entered one of the fitting rooms, shutting the door quietly behind her and setting the bras down on the bench, staring back at herself in the mirror.
My quills always look so weird, she thought as she ran her fingers through them. And my hands look so big…
Amy shook her head, turning her attention back to the task at hand and slipping off her shirt to try on all of the different bras.
Some of them were different measurements, but fit the same! It was so confusing. Most of them were either too big for her, or too tight at the straps. And, of course, they were all very uncomfortable.
Maybe she should just stick to a sports bra for now? It’d probably be more efficient for battle…
With a sigh, she took off the last bra and put her shirt back on, gathering up the bras on the bench when suddenly one fell out from the pile.
A push-up bra.
“Pfft, how did this get here?” She uttered with an ironic chuckle, picking it up and looking over it
Actually, it just might fit…
Amy stared down at it blankly in her hand for awhile,, before setting down the bras she had already tried on.
“It doesn’t hurt to try…” She uttered to herself as she strapped it together, turning to look in the mirror.
Oh god. It fit perfectly.
She stared back at her reflection in the mirror with big eyes for awhile, before quickly taking it off, throwing it across her arm.
“Yeah, right, who am I trying to impress?” She mumbled to herself as she picked up all the other bras and started exiting the changing room to meet back with the boys.
Okay, maybe she did have a teensy weensy little crush that she’d wish to impress (academically, of course), but how shallow would it be if he only liked her back for her… well, you know!?
“Did any of them fit?” Tails asked as he noticed her approaching, his tails swaying calmly behind him as he payed zero mind to the other two, who had started trying on the bras in the background.
“Hey, Knucks, look!” Sonic snickered, wearing a huge blue bra. “I’m—“
Upon meeting eyes with Amy, Sonic cleared his throat and immediately hung the bra back on the shelf.
“Uh, sooo….” He gave her an awkward grin, his hands behind his back, almost in a show of shame. “Do they fit?”
Amy sighed, putting them back on the shelf one by one. “No— well…” She glanced at the push-up. “Just one.”
Tails scanned over the tag on the push-up, before looking back at the bras on the shelf and reading the measurements individually.
Okay, maybe Sonic was right. It was a bit weird to see your little brother so engrossed in the bra section. But he was just trying to help, right?
“I don’t see why you don’t just buy all of them.” Knuckles folded his arms against his chest, his face completely serious. “Then you’ll never run out.”
“It’s not like she’s gonna throw it away after she wears it one time.” Sonic said, trying to suppress another laugh as he gave Knuckles a slightly concerned look.
“Wait, what?” Knuckles observed them, squinting his eyes.
“I worry about you, Knuckles.” Tails said with a small sigh, shaking his head, before grabbing a bra off the shelf and handing it to Amy, who was still contemplating the whole push-up bra. “Here, this is about the same size as that one. The only difference is that this is a regular bra, and that one’s a pu—“
“Yes! Yes, thank you, Tails.” She interrupted him as a red tint spread across the peach skin of her face. “It’s nice to have someone helpful.”
Tails blinked a few times, before starting to read the tags again.
“Was that directed at me?” Sonic put his hands on his hips. “I tried to help you, but you refused it!”
“You were pulling out bras the size of my head!”
“Well, excuse me!” He put his hand over his chest in a dramatic gesture.
An elderly lady passed by the four of them, side-eyeing the echidna and blue hedgehog as she examined the bras next to Tails.
Amy sighed, staring down at the two bras in her hand. Even if she bought them, she should probably get a sports bra, too. And those probably fit entirely different than the regular ones did.
“Excuse me…” The old lady tapped Tails’ shoulder, and he quickly stepped out of her way.
The fox now stood still behind the others, staring passively around the aisle, feeling a bit awkward now, seemingly.
“…The shelves are so unorganized…” He noted quietly, thinking outloud as he browsed around the aisle.
And then he got distracted and actually started to arrange them.
“Hey, uh, buddy…” Sonic tapped his shoulder. “That’s the employee’s job, you know? You don’t have to do that…”
“Well, they’re not doing a very good job.” He responded bluntly, standing on his toes to reach higher up.
Amy sighed. Now the only person who was actually helpful is too focused on sorting the glorified boob holders. That’s alright! She’s plenty more capable at finding a bra than her ten year old brother, anyways.
Reading the measurements on the push-up, she started to search through the sports bras instead.
“You should sort them by color.” She heard Sonic tell Tails in the background. “Make a rainbow!”
“And how would you fit the patterned ones in there?” Tails shook his head disapprovingly. “You should sort them by size so it’s easier to find what you’re looking for.”
“Okay, fine…” Sonic crossed his arms and watched the fox move around the different bras. “You’re the bra expert here, apparently.”
His ears flicked. “Excuse me?”
God, I wish Sticks or Blaze were here…
Amy thought. Surely they knew a lot more about bras than she did, and it would feel a whole lot less embarrassing, too.
She grabbed a sports bra with similar measurements to the push-up that fit oh-so-perfectly, and carried it in her arms with the other two bras.
“I’m going to try these on…” Amy said, but at this point, Knuckles was probably the only one paying attention.
“Okay.” He responded, standing awkwardly at the corner of the aisle.
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Okay, so the sports bra was a little tight and the straps of the regular bra were digging into her shoulders uncomfortably. But at this point, she just wanted to get out of here.
“Hey, Ames.” Sonic greeted her as she approached the ‘intimates’ aisle once again. “You ready to go? I think I’ve seen enough bras to last me a lifetime.”
“A lifetime?” Knuckles raised an eyebrow towards the hedgehog.
“Yeah, I’m ready.” She answered. “I guess I’ll just get these to start with.”
“Alright!” Sonic took them from her and then tapped Tails’ shoulder to get his attention. “Hey, stop touching all over the bras. Amy’s ready to go.”
“But I haven’t finished sorting them…” The fox pouted lightly, before walking over with the others.
Amy had to admit— the parts that he had sorted were impressive, considering the state the aisle was in when they got there.
Sonic shot him a toothy grin as they gathered together. “Okay, race ya there!”
“W-Wait!” Amy grabbed Sonic’s wrist before he could run off, blushing lightly. “Let’s get… like, a birthday card with it, or something...”
They all three stared at her blankly.
“Wh-What!?” Her face flushed as their eyes focused on her.
“Whose birthday is coming up?” Knuckles asked, his eyebrows knitting together.
“Wouldn’t that be more embarrassing?” Sonic chuckled, seeming to understand the motive. “I mean, who gets someone a bra for their birthday?”
Her face grew redder. “F-Fine!”
“If you’re really so embarrassed, I’ll just say they’re for me.” Sonic shrugged, carrying the bras over to the cash register.
He really has no shame, does he?
“Or,” Tails interjected, walking between the two hedgehogs. “You can just use self-checkout.”
They both froze in place— staring at the fox and then looking up at each other.
“…Yeah, that’s probably a better idea.” Sonic agreed.
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The three of them (three because Knuckles had parted ways with them by now) walked back home together. Amy stared down solemnly at the plastic bag in her hand, her ears drooping down as she did.
“What’s wrong?” Tails asked, noticing her somber expression, his eyebrows wrinkling together sympathetically.
Amy looked over at him. “Well, don’t take offense to this, but…”
Sonic’s ears flicked towards her as she spoke.
“…I don’t know. I just wish I had a sister or mom for this kind of thing…” She continued, looking back in the bag. “You guys are great, don’t get me wrong!” Amy lifted her head and looked at both of them. “…But I just wish I had another girl around, you know?”
He nodded. “Yeah…” Tails looked ahead of him, his ears tilting downwards as he thought.
“I’m sorry, Amy…” Sonic said, rubbing the back of his neck and looking back at her with an empathetic expression.
“You don’t have to apologize!” Amy looked up at him nervously, feeling bad for upsetting them. “It can’t be helped.”
“But you have Rouge and Cream, right?” Tails said, trying to lighten the mood.
“Yeah…” Amy watched as Sonic unlocked the door.
There was a big age difference between her and Cream, while Rouge and her didn’t exactly get along too well…
Holding the bag, she rushed up stairs and set it onto her bed, taking them out and removing their tags before tossing them in with her dirty laundry.
Amy sighed and jumped back on her bed, spreading her arms out and staring up at the ceiling, her heart racing in her chest from how quickly she had been moving.
That was so embarrassing, she thought, frowning slightly.
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Amy set the clothes basket of clean laundry down on the floor, folding and putting away the warm clothing, but stopping once she pulled out a regular bra.
“Oh, right…” She mumbled to herself. “I never got to try it on again…”
Amy scanned around her room, before running up to lock her bedroom door and sliding off her shirt to try it on.
She pulled the bra over her head instead of unsnapping it, messing up her quills a bit in the process.
Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she fixed her quills and frowned unhappily.
Why am I so ugly?
She thought as she watched her reflection.
Blaze and Rouge look so elegant, so why can’t I?
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at her door, and she quickly focused her attention on it.
“One moment!” Amy shouted. “I’m getting dressed!!”
“Ah, s-sorry…” She heard from the other side of the door.
Quickly, Amy pulled the bra over her head and put her shirt back on, grooming her quills with her fingers as she walked over to unlock and open the door.
On the other side, Tails was staring down in his hands at a teddy bear of some sorts, his namesakes swishing behind him as he waited.
“What’s the matter?” She asked, stepping aside to let him in, eyeing the bear in his hands curiously.
“I was thinking about what you said.” Tails said as he entered, turning around to face her. “A few days ago, I mean. About wanting a sister or…”
He trailed off, before handing Amy the bear. Her eyes widened as she observed it, before looking up at the fox. “What’s this?”
“Well, I didn’t want to run too many tests on it since it processes whatever information it’s given, but it’s…” Tails tilted his head, seemingly trying to think of a way to explain it. “She’s like a companion. When you squeeze her, she can listen and respond based off what was said.”
Amy blinked a few times, before squeezing the bear. “I like ice cream,” She said, staring down at the bear.
“…Me too, ice cream is the best!” The bear spoke in a high robotic voice after a few moments.
“I loaded random girl tips I found on the internet on to it, but I can’t really confirm the validity of them.” Tails smiled apologetically, chuckling awkwardly and rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “I know it’s kind of silly, but it’s all I could think of to help.”
“No, it’s perfect, Tails.” Amy said, setting the teddy bear down on the bed behind her. “Thank you.”
She wrapped him into a hug, leaning down to reach the shorter, before pulling away and smiling at him.
“I know I’m not always the nicest, but I really do appreciate you… and Sonic, you know?” Amy said. “I’m happy to have you guys.”
“Yeah…” He returned her smile with a bright grin of his own. “And we’re happy to have you, too, Amy.”
That’s right, Amy thought. They don’t care how I look. They just love me for me.
She peered over at her reflection, staring back at the smile that had formed on her face, and then looking at Tails next to her, whose tails swayed happily behind him.
I think I can live with that.