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48 hours.

It's been 48 damned hours since that blasted hedgehog went and vanished!

An exasperated groan would escape Robotnik. Sonic was far too large of an energy source to evade his satellite. On any other occasion, locating this lightning bolt with legs would've been as easy as taking candy right out of the grubby little hands of a baby, if not easier. But for the past two days, something has been very, very off. It couldn't be right. It wasn't right. There was something WRONG here. The calculations were incomprehensible; impossible, if you will. It's as if he was under the crust of the planet itself, blipping in and out of existence in intervals of 7.6 seconds. He already utilized ground-penetrating radars to scan some of the locations Sonic would supposedly visit. There was nothing. Just, dirt. To add insult to injury, said ground-penetrating radars would just so happen to break with every go around. Even when he would catch Sonic in the right location according to the satellite, Sonic just.. wasn't there! There was NOTHING. ZILCH. Not according to the ground-penetrating radars, at the very least. There were so many fallacies of logic, nothing made sense about this and it was enough to make Robotnik want to rip his mustache clean off.



Robotnik would pinch the bridge of his nose, adjusting his rounded glasses. As stubborn as he was, there was no benefit from being stood here for hours on end, watching a blue dot on a screen zip back and forth. Something was happening, sure, but it didn't really affect him. This was an issue for Sonic's posse of bumbling buffoons, not for the ever-brilliant Ivo Robotnik! They'll figure it out, and if they don't, so be it! The world will continue spinning and he'll never have to deal with that wretched pin cushion ever again! So long, Sonic! With newly found pride, Robotnik would turn his back to the large monitor he was watching the satellite on, letting out a disgruntled huff. Directly behind where he was standing, Orbot and Cubot had been playing their own rendition of Jenga, only they had been using junk they found piled around in Robotnik's laboratory. Sometimes, he wonders how he truly benefits from keeping these idiotic bucket-heads around. 

"ORBOT! CUBOT! Stop lollygagging and get over here, at ONCE!" ordered Robotnik, who rested his hands on his hips impatiently. Cubot, startled, would yelp and fall backwards, knocking over his and Orbot's makeshift Jenga tower. Orbot would audibly sigh, before grabbing Cubot's arm and dragging him against the floor to Robotnik. Cubot would eventually stand back up, rubbing his head. "Yes, Doctor?" Orbot would inquire. "I need you two overseeing Badnik production. I'm going to work on something more.. personal, and I don't need you two messing with my work." Robotnik commanded. His gaze would drift, looking off to the side towards a blueprint detailing an artificial little girl that he's been putting off working on. Robotnik figured that if Sonic was getting into some incomprehensible malarkey, he'd better prepare for the worst. There was truly no harm in it. He'll need something like her to take over the world, regardless. He was lost in thought for a moment, before looking back towards the two idiots. "..Well? Why are you still here? GET MOVING, YOU FOOLS!" Robotnik snapped, reaching down to pick up Cubot by the head and tossing him out of the door. Orbot would hurriedly follow Cubot out the door, waving goodbye to the doctor before closing the door. 

Robotnik would huff angrily, rubbing the hand he threw Cubot with before turning back towards the blueprint. He would walk over to pick it up, briefly examining it before looking back at the satellite tracking Sonic out of curiosity. Wait.. what? The doctor placed the blueprint back where he had it and rushed over towards the monitor. "WHAT?! How long has he.. HRRRAGGHH...!!! YOU BLASTED BLUE RAT! THE MOMENT I DISTRACT MYSELF, YOU SHOW YOUR UGLY FACE!" Robotnik would yell out, slamming his fist against his desk. Sonic had been stood still in one location for the past 5 minutes. He wasn't underground this time, either. He was actually there. It was personal now. Sonic inadvertently bruised his ego, and he needed his get back. He'd grab ahold of the control panel, almost yanking it off of the metal arm it was attached to. "THIS SHOULD TEACH YOU TO STAY GONE, SONIC." Robotnik declared, raising a single finger and pressing it down. He would turn back towards the monitor, where a new icon appeared. He deployed his pride and joy to go confront Sonic. That'll show him. That'll show him to waste HIS time.

Still frustrated, Robotnik angrily shut off the monitor. He could not be bothered with Sonic's whereabouts anymore, unless he's pulverized into the ground, of course. Stomping away from the monitor, he'd snatch the blueprint he looked so dearly at. It was about time he finished her. He had new found motivation, after all. Nothing motivates him more than a spiteful rage pointed towards Mobian scum. "..He will rue the day." His grip on the blueprint tightened as he angrily mumbled to himself, crumpling it a bit. "We are going to do great things together, dear daughter." Robotnik declared, a wicked smile stretching across his face as he entered an unilluminated section of his laboratory, trudging in far enough to where he was fully enveloped by the darkness.

 

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