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Detour
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Part 1
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Morning came soon after and when Amy met up with Miss Vanilla in the kitchen, she saw Cream sitting at the table with a sleepy expression eating pancakes.

"Good morning, Miss Vanilla.", Amy calmly says.

She turns to Cream and sat at the table.

"Hello Cream, you saw me last night. My name is Amy, Amy Rose. It's nice to officially meet you."

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"Amy, are you sure you will be fine?"

"Yep! How hard could it be to follow a path?"

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Sticks POV-

I was this close clunking her in the head! Ugh, she had to turn a round....

I don't know why that sketchy quack hired her for the dig site, but I have to admit she has good reflexes. Bad awareness, but good reflexes if that makes any sense.

I followed her into the woods when I saw her, only to find out she got lost. We were alone, I knew that since no one was suppose be here unless they work for the quack.

I'm really going to miss Miss Vanilla, she might not have said anything, but my surveillance cameras caught her looking at houses for sale. 

I guide her to the Dig site and watch her have a little fan girl scream. It was a really annoying sound, but for a inside girl- she sure likes dirt. I guess she's not that bad. Maybe we can be friends?

"Sticks! Look at this! It's an arrow head! Who knows how many ancient  mobians it's hunted? Oh!! Look!! A cracked skull! Reminds me of when I went hunting with my dad, you know I'm a pretty good shot with a crossbow."

Or maybe I'm in love? That's to be decided.

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POV END

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Amy squealed with glee at the chance to be the historian she's always wanted to be. She picked up a duster and kneeled in front of the bones on the ground. It was quiet and peaceful, Sticks getting a little bored.

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Chapter 6