Robotnik sits in the Command Room now, observing the ongoing battle between the Haven and the Egg Fleet on the main computer screen. The Egg Robo flies into the room.
Robotnik: Status update?
Egg Robo: It seems as though the Haven was able to detect our SWATbombers, and has eradicated a good majority of them.
Egg Robo: …
Robotnik stood slowly.
Robotnik: What was the point in sending in CLOAKED bombers…
Robotnik paced slowly towards the Egg Robo, who now floated backwards at the same rate as Robotnik walked.
… IF THE ENEMY IS JUST GOING TO END UP SEEING THEM ANYWAY!!!
Egg Robo: By all accounts, this does not make any sense. However, we are still unsure of the level of technology the Ha--
Robotnik smacks the Egg Robo into the wall, causing the Robo’s jet-pack to deactivate, which makes the Robo fall to the ground. Obvious exterior damage to the Robo has occurred.
Robotnik: I DON’T CARE ABOUT TECHNOLOGY!!! I CARE ABOUT DESTROYING THAT SHIP!!! AND IN CASE YOU HAVEN’T NOTICED, THAT BLASTED SHIP IS CUTTING THROUGH MY FLEET LIKE A HOT KNIFE THROUGH BUTTER!!!
Robotnik’s pupils now glowed a bright red, so bright that the black part of his eyes surrounding his pupils were now drowned out in redness.
The Egg Robo’s jet-pack reactivates, though the Robo has some difficulty rising back into the air. Along with several scratches to his metallic shell, one of the Egg Robo’s eyes is hanging loose from his head by a few wires. Electric sparks emit occasionally from various loose wires.
Egg Robo: Doct… bzch-- an unknown transmis-- zchh has been detec-- zch detected in the interco--
Robotnik: BLAST IT ALL, SPIT IT OUT!!!
An Egg Pawn takes over for the Egg Robo.
Egg Pawn: Sir, a transmission of unknown origin has been detected.
Robotnik: A transmission? What kind of transmission!?
Egg Pawn: A virus or program of some sort has bypassed our outer layer of firewalls.
Egg Pawn: Negative. It appears to be targeting the intercom sys--
Suddenly, “The Fastest Thing Alive” begins playing across the ARK, much to the annoyance and hatred of Dr. Robotnik.
Robotnik: MUSIC!? I HATE MUSIC!!! WHAT KIND OF BLASTED-- WAIT!!! IS THAT…
Robotnik’s eyes glowed red bright again.
IT’S A SONG ABOUT THAT RODENT!? TURN IT OFF!!!
The Egg Pawn is forced to shout for Robotnik to be able to hear him.
Egg Pawn: THE ONLY WAY TO TURN IT OFF IS TO DEACTIVATE THE INTERCOM SYSTEMS.
Robotnik: THEN DO IT, YOU FOOL!!!
The music stops after a few seconds.
Robotnik walks over to his chair and sits down, thinking.
Egg Pawn: Sir…?
Robotnik: … Those Freedom Fighters…
Egg Pawn: …
Robotnik: Those Freedom Fighters are behind this!!!
Egg Pawn: Sir, I do not think--
Robotnik: That’s right, YOU DON’T THINK!!! YOU DO AS I SAY!!!
Now, send in the order for all ship--
Egg Pawn: Impossible. The intercom systems have been breached, sir.
Robotnik: CURSE THOSE FREEDOM FIGHTERS!!!
Robotnik begins ranting about the Freedom Fighters and Sonic and Knothole and how they were all out to get him, much to the confusion of the Egg Pawns standing at their posts.
AND PRINCESS SALLY IS NO BETTER!!! ALL OF THEM!!! SCUM!!! I HATE THAT HEDGEHOG!!!
Egg Pawn: ???
Robotnik: AND YOU!!! YOU’VE DONE NOTHING ACCEPT QUESTION ME!!! ALL OF YOU!!! YOU’VE ALL BEEN REPROGRAMMED AS WELL!!!
Robotnik destroys all Egg Pawns in the Command Room with his bare hands surprisingly swiftly.
Robotnik: … I HATE THAT HEDGEHOG!!!!
A new set of Egg Pawns takes over the old ones’ posts.
*sigh* Find out where that signal is coming from…
Egg Pawn: Yes, Doctor!
Robotnik: … and implant a virus in his computer. That should slow him down for awhile… And there is nothing to be feared. The Egg Robos will figure things out soon enough without my help.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a nephew to catch.
Oh, and someone see about having this Egg Robo repaired.