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Robotnik landed the prototype in a clearing away from the center itself, not wanting to cause any alarm. He’d rather not deal with the headache of phone calls into police stations about a supposed UFO. As Bot stepped of the prototype two of his beloved badniks hovered beside him. He made sure the prototype was locked and shutdown before turning on his heels and whistling for the two badniks to follow.
He wasn’t very far when he finally got to the property and the main building. He whistled for the badniks to stay outside as he headed in.
The first thing he was hit with was the smell of cupcakes and wet dog. It caught him slightly off guard. As he looked around he noticed a welcoming vibe to the building, as well as a few photos lining the walls of an older man with kids or animals.
As Bot continued to look around he noticed a teen, no more than 17 at the desk, typing on the computer with a mug that said Q beside them. They seemed to notice Robotnik.
“Hello Sir.” They started, eyeing robotnik. “Can I help you?”
“I’m looking for an Ace Ventura.” Ivo stated quickly, getting a confused look. Q eyed Robotnik Questionably before grabbing the radio. “Hey Ace there’s a guy out here to see you.”
“I’ll be out there in a minute.”
Q smiled. “Roger.” They looked towards bot, giving a customer service smile. “You can take a seat. He’ll be out soon.”
Bot nodded, growing more nervous as he took a seat in the waiting area. He looked more at the photos on the wall, noticing that it was mostly the older guy (who bot guessed was Ace) with about seven kids bot guessed they ranged from the ages of 4 to 17. There was one photo across the room which had another man in the photo, but as Ivo squinted to look, a guy came from the hallway.
“Hello.” The man stated as Bot quickly stood up. “I’m Ace. You are?”
“Ivo, or uh Doctor Robotnik.” Ivo quickly corrected himself. “You can call me Ivo.”
“Well, Ivo. What brings you here to the center?” Ace Mused, raising an eyebrow to Ivo.
“Well, it’s about you sir. Can we go sit down somewhere?”
“Here is fine.” Ace stated, sitting in one of the waiting area chairs. Bot gulped slightly and sat back down. He chose his next words carefully.
“Sir. Do you remember a Veronica Kintobor?” Ivo asked softly, eyeing Ace out of the corner of his eyes. Ace took a second.
“Ah yes the bitch.” Ace replied bitterly. “What about her?”
Ivo gulped, looking away to not met Ace’s gaze. “Well I dug up some stuff and She’s supposedly my mother and uh.. after taking a DNA in my lab… I found the other match was you…”
From over at the desk the heard the sound of someone spitting out their drink, Q was wide eyed.
“ACE HAS A BIOLOGICAL SON!?”