Mega Man A Second Chance

Fun in the city part 3

"Thank you for the help Masanori!" The baker thanked me graciously. I had used mini versions of my metal blades to conduct the electric power of the stoves. Roll had helped cook and mix the cakes, handing them to each customer with a smile. It even a 'smile' on my masked face. I decided to make a decoration by putting a mini metal blade on the icing. I thought it looked cool, and so did the kid who got the cake.

"Mommy, I have a saw blade on my cake!" He giggled happily as they ran out the door.

"Careful, that's not edible!" I yelled after them.

To spice up the place even more, I helped Roll put multiple desserts on large blades like plates and for show, it really seemed to grab everyone's attention. "Metal," Roll whispered so no one could hear my name, "are you sure it's safe to use your metal blades around all these people? Aren't they extremely deadly?"

"I made sure the edges weren't sharp like in combat." I handed one more person a 'metal themed' cake and waved them off. Roll's eyes were sparking and giving the biggest smile I've ever seen.

"What?"

"You're happy making desserts."

"Don't know what you're talking about." I shake the feeling off, but it didn't work.

"Even though I can't see your smile, your calm demeanor and the life in your eyes came back. I think you like baking."

"Maybe." I murmured.

"If you want, I can teach you how to cook. That way, you can make different flavored E-Tanks for you and your brothers. Allow you to bond with other humans too." That plan finally made me smile and look at her.

"Thanks. Speaking of Crashman, I wonder what he's been up to. I haven't heard any commotion yet."

"I'm sure nothing is happening to him." Roll questioned.

Suddenly police cars, fire trucks, and multiple ambulances blazed right by the entrance and startling everyone. People were fleeing in the opposite direction, and some had bruises on them. Roll and I ran out the door, catching sight of a pillar of smoke.

"Oh no..." Roll gasped.

"..." I didn't know what to think. What happened?

"Metal!!!" A familiar orange, drill handed robot was running in the middle of the street with a...bag wrapped around his head and arms? He was flailing his arms, attempting to snap the bag off. He barely managed to stop himself. "Finally found you. You got to help me." He wheezed. I winced from grazing his shoulder, he was hot to the touch. His circuits were on the verge of overheating.

"Crashman, what happened? What did you do?"

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't do anything wrong this time?" He gasped, slowing cooling down. The bag levitated above the ground from his arms.

"Then why do you have a bag?"

"I don't know! A random kid handed this bag to me, then police started pointing guns at me and calling me a 'thief' and I tried to give it back. But then the bag decided to be a jerk and wrapped in my arms, and I launched my crashbomb into the store." Silence rung between the three robot masters before Metal murmured in a tired tone. "This is just great."

"I said I was sorry!" Sirens blared in the distance, only getting louder as they drove toward us. Crash was trying to clutch to my arm tightly, I honestly never saw my brother this scared before. "Please, they're going to take me apart!"

"You guys need to get out of here." Roll quickly stated. I grabbed Crash as we ran through the streets. Sirens continued to follow us, and a saw the slightest opening. I grab a strap, strangling Crash in the process as we squeezed into a dumpster.