Childs Play

"So…what do we do now?" Amy asked mainly to Shadow, but Vanilla spoke up.

"Well dearies, I guess we just sit and wait for a little while." Vanilla spoke with a hint of aggravation in her voice.

Cream slowly got out of the car, and skipped over to the rest. "It's a beautiful sunset!" Cream pointed to the horizon, which everyones eyes followed, except for Shadow.

The sky had streaks of pink and purple slashed through the sky. The sun was at its peak, almost about to disappear. Some stars were appearing in the beautiful sky. The cool wind blew, which made poor Cream chatter her teeth together.

Amy's legs were getting tired of sitting, so she sat down onto the cold hard dirt. Vanilla leaned against the car, Shadow sat down near Amy, and Cream just kept staring into the woods located just ahead. She personally didn't like the forest; it looked a little creepy to her.

"I'm sorry if I dragged you into this," Amy whispered to Shadow.

"It's all right…I guess," Amy smiled at Shadow, which Shadow slightly blushed.

Meanwhile, Cream heard something, she quickly turned around, but she only saw Amy, Shadow, and her mother. So she figured it was them that was the cause of the noise. Although, the little rabbit heard a noise again, but this time it sounded even nearer.

She spun around, but yet again to find just them, talking in a deep conversation, at least that's what it looked like in her eyes. She felt scared being departed from them, so she walked back to them.

Well she didn't walk she partially ran. She arrived next to her mother, who seemed to be in deep thought. She was quickly snapped out of her thoughts as she looked at her daughter.

"Creamy, what is the matter?" Her mother knelled down to her level. She put her hands on Cream's shoulders.

"Nothing…just heard something," Cream started to fidget in her mothers touch.

"What did you hear?" Vanilla looked into her daughter's eyes, as if her eyes were going to tell her the answers.

"I don't know…I just heard something," Cream tore her eye contact away from her mother's intense eyes.

Her mother released her gently, and stood up, she brushed some dirt off of her dress. However, she never tore her eye contact away from Creams.

"All right, but when you see or hear something again, let me know." Vanilla ordered, as she waited for a response.

"I will, mother," Cream bowed her head, as if she had done something wrong.

"Good," Vanilla commented shortly.