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[ Amy is beauty, she is grace. And right now she is desperately trying to channel her inner Rouge, at least when it comes to being stealthy. Maybe she should have asked Espio for pointers. She skitters across the dock, comically ducking behind things... and by things she means piles or rope here and a bucket that she obviously can't hide behind. It's the point of it all though.

The boat is right there. Shhe sidles up to it and glances around, before she places a bag of coffee beans on the deck, along with some homemade breads and jams. There's even a small pan of tirimisu. Someone has been busy.

There's no name, of course, because two can play at that game. Satisfied once it's arranged, Amy takes a step back, admires her handiwork, and then turns on her heel and prepares to flee into the night--

Only to bump into something, or rather, someone warm and solid instead. ] Hnngh-- sorry!

[Sorry Amy, you're no Rouge. He caught onto her presence the moment she got onto the deck of his ship. Thinking she might be here to speak with him, he remains hidden until she gives up and leaves. But then she leaves something behind on the deck....ugh.

The one she ends up colliding into is no other than Shadow himself, almost seemingly appearing from the shadows itself. He gives her a disapproving stare, saying nothing as he gaze moves to the items she left behind. Walking pass her, he picks the items up.]

[ Of course it had to be him. It couldn't have just been some rando, because that's just not her luck. He doesn't say anything, so, neither does she. She simply turns to go because... well. She did what she came here to do. ]

[And just when she thought she was off the hook, there's a grip on her shoulder. Shadow had stopped her. When she turns around, he's presenting the gifts she had left.] I cannot accept this.

[ She's fully expecting ro get chewed out. She slowly turns around, and then blinks when he offers her gifts back. ] Wha-- why? I made those for you specifically. Er, not the beans but... you know what I mean.

I didn't do anything to deserve this. [Obviously.]

Shadow, you exist, that's enough to be deserving of stuff. You deserve it, I promise. [ She shakes her head. ]

[He slowly tilts his head.] That doesn't make sense. Do you give things to your enemies because they exist?

[ Amy stares. ] No, but you're not my enemy, you're my friend. And I like giving my friends stuff.

[ She should probably never tell him about the time she dragged Metal Sonic all the way back to Eggman and slapped a ribbon and a flower on the robot while she was at it-- ]

[Not the f word again!] ...I still can't accept this.

Please? I really want you to.

... [Siiiiigh.] I don't understand your intent.

[ How the fuck doesn't he understand-- she sighs. ]

Friends give their friends gifts. That's the intent, silly.

Hmph. Friends. [By the tone in his voice, he's skeptical of her claim.] If I'm your friend, then aren't you suppose to listen to what they want and don't want?

[ This hedgehog is the most stubborn creature in any world. It's fine though, because she is, too. ]

Not when it comes to this.

[He's stubborn for a reason and everyone fails to take a hint.] What makes this different?

Don't question it. Just know it's very different.

This isn't a game. [Why is she even here and not enjoying her Christmas in the first place?] This needs to stop. There is nothing between us.

Yes, I'm aware, you made that very clear. [ Jeez. ] Anyways, I got all of my friends gifts, so, you're included in that.

[ He can toss it all overboard if he wants. She's already turning to leave again, because she doesn't want to argue, or worse, have it rubbed in her face that there's apparently nothing between them. ]

... [He won't stop her. He also won't toss her gift overboard. Not yet. There's already a smell of coffee beans some amongst her gift. The rest, homemade baked goods, even tiramisu.

...

He's taking all this below deck.]

I do have one question, though.

[ Does he think she's entirely done here? Silky hog-- ]

If there isn't anything between us, why'd you buy me an entire house?

[ She glances over her shoulder towards him again. ]

[He reaches the stairway when Amy pops a question. Stopping.] For the benefit of others. [A glance in her direction.] Your kindness has a way uplifting those around you. A home where you can properly facilitate that here, felt necessary.

[And sure enough, she's been baking for others, and brought the gang of idiots into her home. Doing exactly as he predicted. Why did he felt the need to do this? It may not matter at all in the end, or maybe it'll pay off in far future. He's not losing sleep over it. This was nothing more than a harmless little experiment for him.]

That's very sweet, and it was very kind of you, too, whether you realize that or not.

[ She sighs, and then rubs the back of her neck a little. This is exhausting. ]

I know the book and sweets were from you, too, by the way. Thank you. The tirimisu was a recipe in it that I tried.

...That was given as an apology. [It just happened to be Christmas he decided to deliver the gift. He lifts the gifts she had given him.]

That wasn't a signal to give me anything in return. [...] But I suppose I'll inform you how the tirimisu turned out.

You didn't need to apologize got anything.

[ Even if she did kinda want to beat his fucking head in at the time. She wants to bring up that if he didn't at least care, he wouldn't have bothered-- but she doesn't want to argue or make him mad again. ]

Well, no, but I had already gotten the coffee beans. I just thought it would be a good idea to try something out from the book. Hopefully it turned out alright.

Christmas.... adjacent you know what this is

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