Little Mermaid Sonic Version Ch9

Little Mermaid Sonic Version

Chapter 9

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The dining room was huge. Chandeliers sparkled as the lights reflected off of them. It caused the room to be extremely bright for the late evening. Amy stared out of the window with awe. It was her first time seeing the sun set on land. It was red, purple, and orange, and it was beautiful.

Sonic, Shadow, Tails, and Sally were already seated as Rouge brought Amy in a wheelchair. They had decided to stay for dinner. And while it was hard for Amy to look at the man she loved, she would endure it. Rouge had helped wash away her tears so the others wouldn’t notice. Her green eyes were glassy, but she kept staring at the whole room. The land was a beautiful place and broken hearted or not, she wanted to enjoy the new world she was in.

“Now, I haven’t taught Amy proper table manners yet,” Rouge stated, “So please do not ridicule her if she doesn’t do things properly.”

“Yes ma’am,” Tails nodded. Shadow hmphed, crossing his arms. Sonic gave a thumbs up, and Sally merely smiled.

Amy barely glanced at them as she stared at everything else that could be stared at. The chandeliers, the candles, their holders, the curtains, the table, the cloth that laid upon it, the windows and the little latches on them. Everything in this room was amazing. She liked every inch of it.

Some servants came in. They pushed long carts covered in silvered covered plates. They laid out plates and silverware before them. Everyone was making small talk, Amy tuned them out into a small buzz. She stared at the objects before her. She picked up a small silver object. It was placed next to the spoon. She rubbed her fingers over it. It had four prongs on it. It resembled a triton to her, but it wasn’t one.

Something with prongs. She remembered Knuckles telling her about one once when they were talking. “A comb!” she mouthed. This surely must have been a comb. Knuckles said people used it to tidy their hair by running it through it. “I wonder if it works,” Amy thought as she began brushing her hair with the item. Knuckles had told her of a legend that if you give your hair 100 strokes, it would become silky smooth. She was curious if it was true.

Tails coughed to get her attention. When that didn’t work, he sat beside her and tapped her shoulder. Amy looked up at him and tilted her head.

“Yes?” she mouthed.

Tails gave her an awkward smile. “That’s not a comb,” he whispered to her.

“It’s not?” Amy mouthed.

Tails shook his head. “It’s a fork,”

“What’s a fork?” Amy stared down at the item in her hand that she had been dragging through her hair moments before.

Tails carefully took the fork away from her and handed it off to a maid, who promptly brought them another one without a word. “You use forks, spoons, and knives to eat,” he pointed to each object that was laid in front of her. “Just try to mimic my movements, okay?” he picked up the fork and knife in front of himself. The first course was a salad.

Sonic seemed to not care much for it as he begrudgingly at the leafy dribble as he called it.

Tails rolled his eyes at his best friend before going to work cutting the tomatoes in his bowl up. Amy attempted to mimic him, but she couldn’t get her fork to go through the red ball. She glared at it as she attempted to stab it roughly.

“Amy?” Rouge looked at her concerned.

Tails sighed as he leaned over. He placed his hands on Amy’s and helped her cut through the tomato. “No need to be so rough with it,” his voice was soft and his breath was warm on her neck.

Amy wasn’t sure why, but it reminded her of her father when he was teaching her how to hunt for the first time. He released her hands once the tomato was cut.

“Now try that one by yourself,” Tails stated as he sat down beside her.

Amy nodded as she carefully got the fork through the tomato and cut it to slices like Tails had. She looked up at Tails for approval. Tails nodded with a smile.

“Thank you,” Rouge mouthed to the fox.

Tails merely bowed his head as he picked up his silverware. Amy did her best to mimic how Tails ate for the rest of the dinner.

Sonic didn’t pay any mind to any of it as he was too busy stuffing all the food into his mouth. Sally talked with Rouge, carrying on a long and peaceful conversation. Shadow ate his food silently, but his eyes barely left Amy. The others might not have seen it and Rouge was probably trying to hide it, but Shadow could tell. Shadow knew. Amy had been crying earlier. A lot too. He felt guilt build up in the pit of his stomach.

Had he upset her with what he had said to Rouge? Was she really such a sensitive girl? If she was then why had she been naked, singing in a cave the first time they meet?  Could Rouge have done something to hurt her? So many questions were swirling through his head. And without a voice of her own, she couldn’t answer any of them for him. He either had to wait for her voice to return, for her to learn sign language, or learn to read lips himself.

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