Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Attack of the Furby knockoffs ❯ Dr. Eggman’s Just Desserts ( Chapter 4 )

Outside of Dr. Eggman's lair, a hundred egg-bees sang 'the ants go marching one by one' in unison. For five hours straight.

Inside the lair, Dr. Eggman stared up at the ceiling as he laid on his bed.

Dr. Eggman groaned and pulled his pillow over his head. "Can someone shut those stupid things up?!"

Orbot and Cubot shrugged.

"Did you even install an off switch, sir?" Orbot asked. "Furbies don't have an off switch. You used the furby parts for the egg-bee."

Dr. Eggman sighed. He hit a button on his communicator. "Maybe Sonic will help if I make it worth his while."

Sonic finally answered and groaned. "It's three in the morning. Why are you bothering me?"

Dr. Eggman laughed nervously. "Now, the whole 'egg-bee singing outside of my lair' thing was funny." He said. "Now could you come over here and trash those things? I'll make it worth your while."

Sonic sighed. "You still haven't bought me the new jacket that you owe me."

Dr. Eggman furrowed his brow. "What jacket?"

"The one in this conveniently placed flashback set in the time you had to stay at my place in season one." Sonic replied.

*Flashback*

Dr. Eggman picked up Sonic's jacket. "I have to show you something."

"It better not be what I think it is." Sonic said, looking up from his magazine. "I know the skit, don't do it."

"It's not that, I swear." Dr. Eggman said. He halfway put on Sonic's jacket and started to sway. "Fat guy in a little coat."

"Take it off, Egghead." Sonic ordered. "I mean it."

Dr. Eggman started to take the jacket off. "Oh, you have no sense of-"

The jacket ripped.

"Uh-oh." Dr. Eggman said.

Sonic got up spin dashed Dr. Eggman across the island.

"I would've bought you a new jacket, you didn't have to do this!" Dr. Eggman cried.

*Present*

"Oh, now I remember." Dr. Eggman said. "It's not my fault you don't appreciate the joke."

"Just get me a new jacket. Size small." Sonic said. He hung up.

"I'll try Amy." Dr. Eggman muttered. He called Amy on his communicator.

"What is it?" Amy asked.

"I will give you the fancy poodle figure if you'll come over and smash those egg-bees to Oblivion." Dr. Eggman replied.

"Add Ashton the lazy beagle and you have a deal." Amy replied.

"But he's so cute and- alright, fine, you have a deal." Dr. Eggman said. He looked at the beagle figure, that had the classic sad puppy face, that was sitting on his nightstand. "Don't worry, I'll win you back."

"Sir, are you talking to a toy?" Orbot asked.

Dr. Eggman glared at his robots. "Well, it would certainly be a more interesting conversation than you two glorified paperweights could ever come up with."

Orbot and Cubot exchanged glances before hovering off.