[Evil grows in the dark] (Dr Robotnik x reader oneshots)

{Five}

Y/n's P.O.V

You had just finished training when you received an email from the general

Subject: Urgent 

Agent L/n, 

Report to head operations base in one hour. 

-General ****

You sighed. Great, you'd probably be assigned with some old nerd who doesn't even know the basics of self defense. However, these guys were the top dogs so there was little you could do about it. You made your way to your condo given to you by the government, it wasn't the best but it wasn't total garbage either. It was matte white with hints of beige, talk about depressing.

You took a quick shower, dried your hair and got dressed even though they said to meet in one hour. It was always a good idea to show up early, make a good impression to your 'boss' you know? You put on your matte black suit with f/c accents; combed through your hair until it looked presentable. You made some last minute touch ups before heading to your car. (you can change it if you like)

Starting it up, you back out the drive way. The operations base wasn't too far away, however you needed some coffee. You park into a new coffee place, you chuckle to yourself seeing the name The Mean Bean, it was cute. The shop bell dings as you walk in, you get some stares from the people but it didn't phase you anymore. The barista greeted you cheerfully "Hi! Welcome to the Mean Bean, what can I get for ya?" He smiles, you smile back "Hey, can I get a f/d, thanks" The barista notes down your order, after he does the usual repeating of your order you go to the counter and wit for your drink. 

You think for a while while waiting for your drink. Are you even going to get assigned with anyone? Or is this a hit operation? Either way, you really needed to find a way to quit and get a fresh start. Fake your death? Maybe. Just run far far away? Maybe. You were so deep in thought you didn't notice your drink "Hello?" The barista waved his hand, you snapped out of your trance "Oh, sorry" Was all you said before quickly leaving with your order. You take a sip of the scalding drink, not flinching at the burning sensation on your tongue.

You reached the operations with five minutes to spare, not as early as you planned but it's fine. This was urgent so a few minutes shouldn't matter that much. You threw your empty cup in the trash can, upon entering the building you were escorted to the general's office. The general had a stoic look on his face "Agent." He said briefly, he said something else but you were just too focused on the man standing next to the general. He was tall, dark, had a fairly built frame, his hair was slicked back neatly, he also had an old-timey mustache that rested on his upper lip. The general kept on rambling "Dr Robotnik, you'll find that Agent L/n is the best we have, their operations record is perfect-" The doctor put his gloved hand up "Thank you general. I'll take it from here" His voice was smooth but overpowering. You gritted your teeth slightly, I mean, you didn't highly appreciate being sold like a car to this guy.