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Detour
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Part 2
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Amy spent some time on the task she's given herself, Sticks on the other hand started to hand upside down out of boredom because she was being ignored.

While Amy was hyper focused, Sticks noticed something in the corner of her eye. A robotic figure in the foliage far a way.

She looked at Amy and then at the robot walking a way, after a few more glances she decided to sneak a way for something fun.

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"Oh now this is the best! Hey Sticks look-", Amy sat up and turned to see she was alone.

Sitting on the ground, covered in dirt and no one in sight; she decided to go home feeling a little hurt.

She stood up without a smile, she dropped the brush she had in her hand. She walked in a random direction and breathed heavily.

"In and out, calm down. Don't cry. I understand. I get it. I'm a boring person, of course she'd run a way from me. I should have talked her more, I must have hurt her feelings.", she thought as she muttered numbers under her breath.

She walked stiffly and quickly, knowing that if she didn't find something to think about soon she will have tears swelling in her eyes.

She tries so hard not to think about her childhood. Why she loves being outside, why she always finds herself alone even when manages to make a few friends.

"No matter how many friends I make, I'm still alone...", she whispered with a small whine.

Suddenly, she hears a loud explosion and goes to the direction it came from. When she reaches the explosion site she sees Sticks fighting a robot that has the a drill arm.

"Sticks!", she cried out.

Sticks and the robot stopped to see her, she looked like she has been crying and a mess with so much dirt on her. She pressed her hands together and smiled.

"You didn't leave me on purpose after all!", Amy smiled with her staining her cheeks.

Sticks grinned at the feeling of guilt punching her in the heart and refused to look at her or the robot in the eyes. The robot gave her a judging look and shook its head in disgust.

"Don't give me that!", shouted Sticks as she kicked the robot a way.

"Hey uh Amy! Want to help?", Sticks coughed awkwardly.

"Sure!", chirped Amy seemingly unaware of Sotcks guilt.

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The robot felt sympathy for Amy and let the girl get the finishing blow. It was a scout after all and have already sent over the important details. Her and Sticks bonding was not important to its masters plan.

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Stick realized she should have told Amy she was leaving and ask her if she would like to come with her. She decided not to tell her she did ditch her.

"Oh would you look at that! Time to go home, it's late!", said Sticks.

She pointed to the orange sky and Amy followed her back to the house Amy was staying at. Miss Vanilla was shocked to see them look so messy. They went to bathe right a way.

"Oh my, perhaps I shouldn't leave after all.....", said Miss Vanilla.

Amy reassured her that she was fine that she should do what she wanted. Cream began telling her all sorts of stories when she was done with her bath.

"Hey, Cream.. what did Miss Vanilla mean when she said you guys might leave?", asked Amy after Cream finished her story.

"Well, Mother found a new job that was closer to my school and the park inside the city. She only agreed to work here until someone of your ar- arkey- ogy team shows up!", explained Cream.

Amy handed her some paper and crayons. Cream started to draw another story.

"It's Archeology. Ah, it's a little hard to say sometimes, but I got better.", said Amy, "Whose that?", she pointed to a blue character.

"That's the guy from one of the pillars- Mr. Hernandez showed us it at the dig site.", said Cream as colored in a flower.

"You're really good at coloring, Cream!", said Amy with a smile.

Cream looked up at her and smiled back.

"Thank you!", said Cream.

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Bye!!
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Chapter 6