Me: Alright the 6th chapter and boy is this mushy.

Unknown: You also want to put this into the plot.

Me: I'm sure of it man.

- Sondash: Return -

Dash slammed her door shut and rushed down the stairs. It was 5:50 and she didn't want to be late! Tonight, Sonic was taking her out. It was probably the most important event in her life so far, and the last thing she wanted to do, was be tardy. She also had to take good care of her fractured arm. Any more harm, and she would have permanent damage. However, when she got to the door, Margaret got in her way.

Dash scowled. "Can you please move? I'd like to get through."

"Where are you going, all dressed up?" Margaret asked distrustfully. "You should be cleaning out the gutters."

Dash looked down at her gown. For the last hour, Dash had been hiding in her bedroom, getting herself ready. She was wearing her rainbow dress she wore during the fall formal three years ago. Dash had put on a tad bit of make-up, just to impress Sonic, and she had bought new boots for the occasion. The boots were still red. She thought she looked amazing. Normally, she looked a lot more bedraggled when she was around the house, mainly because she was always working her tail off.

"I'm going…to my job!" Dash answered a little too quickly. "They, uh…It's a special event and I want to look nice."

"What's so 'special' about working at a café for losers?"

Dash bit her lip. "It's, um, someone's…birthday. We're having a surprise party for her."

Margaret rolled her eyes. "And whose birthday is it, exactly?"

"Um, Spring's." That wasn't really a lie. Her birthday was the next day, so it was close enough.

"Sure, sure, but when you get back, I'll expect you to finish all your chores." She thrust a long list at Dash. "Here's a list of everything you have to do."

Dash took it and shoved it in her purse and threw the purse all the way up the stairs and landed pefectly on her floor. "I'll be back late. Bye!" she called over her shoulder, racing out the door and down the street before Margaret could stop her.

Dash checked her watch. 5:55 pm. She had five minutes to walk three blocks! She could do that as long as she ran.

Running as fast as she dared, while trying not to mess up her dress or any other accessories, Dash sprinted down the sidewalk, the soles of her shoes creating dust behind her as they made contact with the pale concrete. She made a bend and found herself standing in front of her destination, a small bistro. She went for the door, grasping the latch.

"Hey, Dashie!"

Dash turned around to see Sonic standing there, coming up to her. She beamed.

"Sonic! You made it!"

"Of course I did! I wouldn't miss this for the world."

Dash blushed when he took her hand and led her inside and up to the reservation desk.

"Hello and welcome to our restaurant," a girl, who was apparently a waitress, greeted dully.

A small vein popped on Dash's head. "You could at least pretend to be happy," she thought, forcing a smile.

"Do you have a reservation?"

Sonic gave her a bored look, as if trying to counter hers. "Do I need one?"

"Sonic!" Dash hissed in his ear. "You didn't make a reservation?"

He smirked and whispered back, "I don't need one! I'm famous around here."

The waitress seemed flustered behind her tedious expression. "Well, um, yes…I mean, uh…"

"Listen, lady," Sonic glared at her. "Do you know who I am?"

Suddenly, the girl's boring look changed. All of a sudden, she was smiling, blushing, and shifting around nervously all at once. "Hold on…You're Sonic!" she gasped.

"Gee, wonder how you figured that one out…" Sonic responded sarcastically.

The waitress bowed to him. "Please forgive me, Mr. Sonic. You and your date may take a seat over there, next to the window."

"Thanks," Sonic grinned at her, sending her a thumbs up. He guided Dash over to the table and they both sat down.

It was a nice place to sit. They were seated at a table next to a large window that permitted the sun to grace its company within the room, giving it a comfortable warmth.

A girl placed the menus in front of them along with two glasses of water. "Hello, my name is Michelle. I'll be your waitress for today. Please feel free to use the menus and I'll be back in a few minutes." After sending them a sweet smile, even though it seemed more directed to Sonic, she headed out.

Dash wasn't too fond of this, but decided to let it slide as a one-time prevalence. This left her to tell Sonic some of the funny incidents that happened at her day job.

"…then she fainted," Dash giggled. "That boy was cracking up!"

Sonic spit his water back into his cup, beginning to choke as he exploded into hysterical laughter. Dash found this quite entertaining, as all the other customers stared at them. They both continued laughing until soon their laugh fest turned into small giggles. Eventually, after the laughter stopped and tears were wiped away, they focused on their menus. Dash was sure she already knew what Sonic was getting.

"Let me guess, you're going to get two chilidogs and bottled water," Dash's voice called through the menus. "Am I right?"

Sonic winked at her. "You know it. What are you taking?"

"Let's see…" Dash scanned the different varieties carefully. It all looked so good.

"Wait, wait, I know," Sonic butted in. "You're choosing spaghetti and meatballs along with the new barbecue sauce their advertising. You're drink…" he thought for a minute. "…a diet coke. Gross, how can you stand those things?"

Dash didn't even look up. "I should say the same thing about your chilidogs."

"Hey, chilidogs are the best foods ever created! Why, the genius who made them must be richer then byond rich! People were never truly alive until those babies were invented."

Dash rolled her eyes, but knowing that she would never get anywhere if she argued, just decided to leave it alone. "Yeah, sure."

There was an instant of awkward silence, and Dash began wishing she had argued with Sonic. The couple looked up and their eyes met. It was one of those moments where both of them felt like saying something, yet neither knew how to begin.

"Have you two decided on what to order?"

The question had come out of nowhere, and it scared the living daylights out of Dash. She jumped with shock; all of her pink quills sticking up on end, and fell out of her chair. When she looked up, she saw the waitress standing above her with a less-then-worried expression, and Sonic laughing uncontrollably. Dash flushed angrily.

"Stop laughing at me!" she growled. "That wasn't funny."

Sonic didn't stop. He could barely even talk. "It...*laughter*...was so...*snorts and chuckles*...f-funny, I'm sorry...*peals of laughter*...she m-made you fall!"

Dash struggled to her feet and sat herself back down in her chair. She was holding her fractured arm. "Yeesh, that was painful."

Sonic immediately stopped his laughter. Concern spread across his face. "Are you okay, Dashie?" he asked.

"Just dandy."

The impatient waitress tapped her foot and cleared her throat. "Have you two decided on what to order?" she repeated, that perky smile still plastered on her face.

Sonic helped Dash back into her chair to which she smiled thankfully. "Yes, we've decided," he answered. He quickly repeated their orders and after Michelle gave him yet another huge smile, she left them alone. Dash clenched the sides of her chair, forcing herself not to beat the living crap out of the flirty waitress.

"How's your arm doing?" Sonic asked Dash after the waitress had vanished.

"Better. The school nurse told me that any sort of injury to it could create permanent damage, so I'm working on keeping it unharmed."

"Do you think falling off your chair could have…well…done just that?"

"Nah, it has to way more serious."

Sonic sighed, relieved. "That's good."

Dash nodded. She was feeling a little uncomfortable about the subject revolving around her. "So, I haven't seen Eggman in a while. Have you?"

"Actually, now that I think about it, I haven't either. He must be planning something…"

Dash shrugged. "Perhaps, if he is, it must be big. He's never waited this long."

"I agree. We better keep up our guard."

"Right."

Michelle placed their food on the table. "Enjoy your meal!" she squeaked, apparently still overexcited about being Sonic's server.

Dash jabbed her fork into the spaghetti she had ordered, twisting it around.

"Jeez, Dash. You trying to kill your food or something?"

"No, I'm trying to eat it."

"I doubt it's even edible after stabbing it like you did."

Dash giggled.

"By the way," Michelle was suddenly standing before them again, twirling a strand of blonde hair around her finger, which was seriously inappropriate if you're working in a restaurant and handling food. "I'm a huge fan, Sonic!"

Sonic sighed at the interruption. Dash was now stabbing her meal with such brute strength; the plate should have cracked in half.

"Don't caaaaaarrrrrre!" Sonic groaned.

"But-"

Sonic glared at her, cutting off whatever she had been going to say. Michelle huffed angrily and stomped out of the room.

"That girl is really getting on my nerves," Sonic grunted with annoyance.

"Mine too…," Dash muttered.

"You wanna bail?"

"But we haven't paid yet!"

Sonic slapped a power ring (Me: Power rings cost about as much as a nugget of gold… Just saying ;P) "I think this should cover it."

Dash gasped. "Holy cow, are you sure you want to waste a power ring on a twenty dollar meal?"

"There's more where that came from," Sonic shrugged. "Trust me."

Sonic gripped the edges of the table and pushed back his chair so he could stand did the same. She couldn't help but grin when she saw Michelle yelling and waving her arms wildly at the manager before storming out of the restaurant. She so got fired.

After leaving the eating place, the date continued going really well. First, they went to TwinklePark, which was right next to where they had been previously (Me: I mentioned this at the end of the 5th chapter… I hope…). Couples got in free. They both went on many rides, including rollercoaster's, which Dash didn't enjoy so much. As payback, she took him on the Merry-Go-Round and the Tunnel of Love. She couldn't help but laugh when he made gagging noises or pretended to fall asleep. After they left the amusement park, Sonic placed Dash on his back and ran all around town at a super high speed, slowing down only when she asked him to so she could check out the scenery. Dash was having so much fun; she really enjoyed feeling the wind in her face and the rush of adrenaline in her heart. When the sun began to set, it was all too soon. The last place they went was up on top of a cliff where they could watch the sunset together. Dash had never really noticed how beautiful a sunset was, with all its colors of pink and orange and yellow, before. The last colors existing in the sky after they left, was pink and blue.

Sonic picked Dash up in his arms. "I'd better take you back home," he told her.

Dash nodded, feeling too in the moment to say anything. She couldn't believe it was over. The perfect date…done…complete…finished. She laid her head next to Sonic's chest, the wind slapping against face. For so many years now, she had wondered what it would be like to go out with Sonic, and now she knew it was the most wonderful she had ever experienced in her life. She felt totally bummed out when they came up to her doorstep and Sonic put her down.

The two just stood there, unsure of what to do next. Something flashed through Dash's mind, something important, but she just brushed it aside. What could be more important than being right here with the one she loved so dearly? Who cares what her instincts thought? The lights were on in her house, but she didn't even acknowledge them.

"Well…," Sonic tried to say.

"Thank you for the date," Dash smiled at him. "It was wonderful."

Sonic rubbed his nose nervously. "T-thanks, Dash. I didn't really think I would survive it since it was the first time I've ever taken a girl out…" he chuckled to himself.

It all went silent. Then next thing Dash knew, they were both leaning towards each other slowly. Dash's eyes closed. This was it, the moment of truth. Her heart beat was increasing rapidly, like it was about to burst. She couldn't believe this was actually happening. And then…

Right before their lips touched, the front door swung open, ramming itself into the concrete wall. Sonic and Dash both immediately backed away from each other, blushing furiously. Standing in the doorway, was Margaret. Two girls were next to her, one on each side. Dash's eyes widened. She knew she should have listened to her instincts.

"RAINBOW DASH!" Stacy screeched. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

Before Dash could answer, Margaret's eyes landed on Sonic and she gasped. "GET INSIDE RIGHT NOW!" she hollered, grabbing Dash's shoulder roughly and dragging her into the house. The door slammed shut, leaving Sonic outside.

Margaret threw Dash on the couch and lumbered over her. "I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM THAT NASTY BOY!"

"Yeah, she so did!" one of the girls yelled. She was the taller of the two and her face was scrunched up like a lemon, making her extremely unattractive. "Isn't that right, Sunshine?"

The shorter girl, who was slightly taller then Dash and name apparently was Sunshine, frowned. "I'm not taking sides," she said. "You shouldn't either, Midnight. I think if Dash wants to hang out with this guy, you should let her!"

Midnight ignored her sister's comment and went back to torturing poor Dash. "You know, your boyfriend's pretty cute. I might just go mess with him myself."

"He's not my boyfriend. And don't you dare touch him!"

Margaret slapped Dash, creating a big blue bruise. "Don't you ever speak to your sister that way again! You shall respect your betters."

Sunshine kept trying to help Dash, but she was constantly disregarded. "C'mon guys, leave her alone!" she cried.

"Oh, and I'm guessing that there was no 'party' at work," Margaret smirked. "You filthy lier."

Midnight yawned. "This is getting boring. I'm going to bed." She exclaimed, leaving the room.

"Me too," Margaret agreed. She kicked Dash's knee, and then left as well.

Tears welled up in Dash's eyes. It felt like her leg was broken. "Ooh, I could use some ice."

Sunshine ran into the kitchen and then came back with a bag of ice. She placed it on Dash's knee.

"Sorry Dash, I tried," Sunshine sighed.

"I know you did, Sunny. I appreciate it."

"You better get to bed. Don't forget, school tomorrow."

Dash stood up. "Right, I know," she replied. Walking up the stairs to her bedroom was probably the most agonizing thing Dash had ever done. The horrible pain every time she took a step was unbearable. It seemed like hours before she finally reached the top of the stairwell, entered her room, and collapsed on her bed. It hadn't even been five minutes before the wonderfulness of sleep overcame her.

Me: 2 more left to go.