The adventures of Doctor Robotnik and his trusty (and sexy) assistant ;3
(First Stobotnik fic AAAHHH I hope you guys like it go easy on me :3)
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After returning from the Green Hills Marriott hotel early in the morning, there was a LOT of work to be done by the two sexy lovers! The destruction of Sonic was still very apparent on the Mean Bean and the apartment upstairs. This is something they both realized as they stood on the street across from the scorched building, monitoring the badniks as they went to work for them. The exterior panels were easy enough for the badniks to repair, but interior design is not something robots can handle.
"The interior is Not something the badniks can handle." The doctor said. The opportunity to renovate is something he had been waiting for. He had so many vision boards saved on pinterest just in case a chance like this came up. One of his many degrees was actually in interior design.
"Yeah, I've got a few ideas up my sleeve." Agent Stone replied. He wanted to mention the idea of sharing a room with the doctor, but couldn't help but think it would be too soon. Unless the doctor also wanted to of course...
After scanning the outside for a few more seconds, they see it fit to take a gander at how the interior was coming along. Their jaws instantly dropped as they fully realized the amount of work that was ahead of them. They're gonna need a team.
Dr. Robotnik pulls out his gleaming, new iPhone X and pulls up Angie's (formerly Angie's List) and scrolls through the user-friendly interface to easily find local contractors. When navigating through the list he spots local nuisance, Wade Whipple. What a perfectly manipulatable man for the job! He quickly and conveniently books him on the app and almost instantly gets a message saying he's on his way.
"Prepare, Stone." Robotnik states, warningly.
"Prepare? For wha-"
Suddenly, the sound of slick scooter wheels can be heard from a not so far distance.
Enter, Wade Whipple.
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"What's up my bros, I'm here for some renovating with my favorite bachelors!" Wade Whipple says, arms in the air, and enthusiastic.
Even though they had their matching soul marks fully exposed, Wade Whipple was still completely oblivious. He walked over to the two significantly smarter men and grappled them around the shoulders.
"So what's the plan of attack here? Couple of pool tables? A keg stand?" He asks, standing there like a fucking moron, thumbs hooked in the belt loops of his khaki cargo pants.
They really didn't know how to respond to this guy, it was like trying to discuss philosophy with a pile of sticks.
"None of that will ever be placed inside of my residence, you absolute goddamn factory setting of a human. Anyways, what would you like to be included, my goofy little gemstone?"
"Hmmm, I would always appreciate an upgraded coffee bar setup. But it is your... space, sir, I don't want to make any big decisions." Agent Stone blushes.
