Sonic the Hedgehog, Island
The blue hedgehog ran all over the place, and found an old headset, whose wires were completely broken, and a aviator helmet with googles attached to it, this item in a pretty good condition. Sonic put the headset and started imitating an air traffic controller: "Bzzzzzt! Alright, passengers to Mobotropolis, please get aboard the Tornado. The plane is going to get flight in a few minutes!"
Then ran towards Tails, stopped, and cleared some of the dust the helmet had. "Just in case, captain Tails." Sonic added, giving the protective headgear to the fox. Like an azure lightning, Sonic inmediately got into the back seat of the biplane and continued his silly performance:
"Passengers, please, fasten your seatbelts. Wait... does this plane have seatbelts?" Sonic asked, looking for them, and throwing away the old -and most likely useless- headset. His attention soon would turn to Tails again. "I don't think you'd like to fall from a flying machine again... iiiiif we had any trouble in the air, that is. Still, if this is the only working plane on here, with that battle machine getting closer, the seatbelts will be the least of our problems."
Amy Rose and Vanilla the Rabbit, Vanilla's house - Southeastern coast of Acorn
"Do you really think it's the best moment to leave?" Vanilla asked. The motherly rabbit couldn't hide her concern. Mobotropolis was a huge city, full of oportunities, but not safe from danger, much less in that moment. Vanilla couldn't even begin to imagine what whas going on in the capital, and the chaos that the city was engulfed into.
"Not really... but the cards don't lie. My fated encounter must be there, and it's happening soon." Amy reassured. "Besides, what better way to know how things go in town than by going there?"
"Listening to the local news? We don't have radio for nothing!"
"Mobotropolis is a safe place. I don't think anything bad is going to happen there." Amy insisted. The pink hedgehog was determined to move wherever it was necessary to find her lover, the one man that would change her life for the better. Not that she'd had a bad life by any means, but Amy's desire to have a life on her own had to come with a partner by her side.
"But you said that... those cards... well..." Vanilla still wasn't sure. She knew Amy's stubbornness and how youth can maximize that determination to unbelievable levels, and thus the rabbit's concern.
"Are you... intimidated by tarot cards?" Amy asked, in an almost joking tone.
"I'm intimidated by the unknown. The inexplicable."
"Aaaaand magic is inexplicable."
"Exactly. Listen, Amy, I'm not against the fact that you're leaving, I understand there's not much you can do here." Vanilla finally admitted. "I just want you to be safe and... protected. You've been taking care of Cream for a while now, and it hasn't been much time... but you're like Cream's older sister."
The rabbit started to sob. Containing her sadness, she stated a deeper reason for her not wanting Amy to leave. An arguably selfish idea motivated by love. An idea Amy would not forget: "Amy, now... you're like... like an older daughter to me."
Amy's eyes got teary too. She'd been doing her best to take care of Cream while Vanilla wasn't home, helping in all housework she could, and all that keeping her possitive and energetic attitude, without realizing that maybe THAT was the kind of life she always wanted.
"I... I just don't want anything bad happening to you... do you understand?" the mature rabbit continued. "I'm not afraid of your cards or what you can do...In fact, I do know you can handle any dire situation. I'm scared at the bad people that could potentially hurt you..."
Amy couldn't contain her emotions much longer, and so she let them flow, hugging Vanilla. The rabbit did not expect this sudden reaction, as well as the tears flowing through Amy's face. But the most unexpected thing was that Amy was smiling.
"I'll be back, Vanilla. I promise." Amy said, smiling to Vanilla keeping that touching smile. An expression that made clear that wasn't just a promise, but a silent oath. Then Vanilla understood, Amy was definately returning, and most likely, not alone.
Cream and Cheese listened the heartfelt conversation behind the kitchen's door. Cream was heartbroken... but she could do nothing. Cheese, as saddened as her caretaker was, would take the iniciative, opening the door and flying through the kitchen into Amy's arms.
"Cheese, wait!" Cream exclaimed. But it was too late.