Mega Man A Second Chance

Bomb boys

Bombman didn't really want to do this. It already felt weird that Crashman was working with him and Gutsman at work, and now here he was looking for him. Something about the wily bot just made him unnerved. Why was he even doing this?

Gutsman said we should give him a chance, but this was Crashman. Bomb remembered how Wily used his schematics, his build and even some of his personality, to create Crashman. But this guy was more deadly and unstable, and that scared him. Just the moment Crash woke up, he nearly destroyed their home and almost attacked his own brother in blind rage. This guy was his opposite, and he didn't know how to handle it.

But Guts said not to worry, so maybe he shouldn't. But where is he in the city anyway?

Bomb looked everywhere so far, but no sight of the wily bot anywhere. He wasn't in the streets, no one was at their home, it was getting annoying. Nothing else to do, he contacted Rock to ask for advice.

"Yo little blue, any idea where Crashman might be?"

"Huh? He's not working by you guys?" Rock asked through the intercom.

"Long story, but I can't find him."

"Did you check at his house? The junkyard?" Roll's muffled voice was in the background for a moment. "Roll says to check with Blastman."

"Blastman? What would he have to do with Crash?"

"Don't question me Bomb, just go to the Flower land amusement park." Roll said. Before anything else was said, the intercom shut off. With no more options, he headed to the amusement park.

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When Bomb knocked on the door of the main studio, he was greeted by Ms. B, the boss of Flower Land and Blastman's creator. She smiled widely with the coffee in her hand.

"Hello, you're Bombman, aren't you?"

He was mildly surprised that she knew, a lot of people knew them by now, but he wasn't exactly the most popular robot master.

"Yes maam. I was wondering about something?"

"Oh? Are you going to ask about oppurtunities about pyrotechnics? I'm sorry, but we already have one, and he is a handful on his own."

Bomb could feel the oil run cold. "Who are you talking about?"

"Blastman. He's my robot, the star of this place. Have you tried out any of the rides? I'd recommend the bumper coaster."

Bumper coaster?  Bomb shook his head. "Uh no miss? Have you seen a robot around here? Orange, cone head, has drills for hands?" She thought for a moment before grinning again.

"Oh of course! You're talking about Crashman, right?"

"You...know Crashman?"

"Who doesn't?"

Suddenly, a huge series of bangs shook the nearby buildings. Bomb fell flat on his back and Ms. B dropped her coffee. She sighed with a small smile, and a worker was yelling over the noise.

"Oh come on! Again?! Why every Tuesday??!" The man exclaimed.

"Mike, please do me a favor and calm down. Blast always acts like this. A young man has to express himself sometime." Ms. B calmly stated.

"But Ms. B, I'm just concerned with the two of them being in one room."

"Because they're so much alike?" She had a playful grin, Bomb was just baffled on the floor.

"Oh god, no offense ma'am, but Blastman on a normal break was stressful enough. Now his friend is coming every Tuesday, and then there's THIS." Mike did a gesture like a wave with 'jazz hands'.