Experimental Games

PHD's Won't Get You Anywhere

Dr. Robotnik turned his back on you to inspect your office. "So very neat." He complimented. You stood there dumbfounded as a man you'd only heard from rumors was inspecting your invention, "Beautiful craftsmanship, however not as good as mine."

That ruined it for you. Finally finding your voice, you spoke up, "There's no way..." You burst out laughing, hysterical laughter, but laughter all the same.

Robotnik turned and stared at you, you were dimly aware of Agent Stone doing the same, "Yes, way." He fiddled with one of your prior experiments, "So sorry this is such a shock to you, Doctor," He spun on his heels and approached you again, "lets get to business, shall we?"

"Y-yes, of course." Now you were the one stuttering like a clown, you could even hear the circus music playing in the back of your head, "Would you like something to drink?" You offered as you sat down, motioning to them to sit also.

"Coffee for me, please." Agent Stone sat down happily in an office chair.

Dr. Robotnik waited until he was sat down, crossing a knee over the other he finally replied, "Also for me, Doctor." he finished his words by looking into your eyes and saying your last name.

You snapped, thankful you somehow didn't mess it up. Right away, the coffee machine clicked into action.

Without leaving your gaze, Ivo Robotnik trilled, "The fact you've created such simple machines to do simple things when you could be helping me make weapons."

You stiffened, "Agent Stone, here should've told you about my reply to your offer." Your piercing eyes locked onto Stone's, whose gaze trying hard not to leave yours, "And he had never mentioned making weapons for you."

Robotnik laughed, it was an easy going laugh. But, something in it made your blood run cold as ice. The genius uncrossed his knees and leaned forward in his chair, much like you did earlier with Agent Stone, "I've been watching your work for awhile now."

"As Stone mentioned to me earlier."

"Precisely," He narrowed his eyes, "I wanted to ask you in person, since you kept requesting it so rudely to my assistant here."

You felt your jaw tighten, 'How dare...' The drones carried the men their coffees and they took a sip each before you answered, voice so tightened by tension that it was shaking, "Your assistant," You hissed, "interrupted me on multiple occasions in my workspace. Don't forget that idiot," You motioned with your head at the Agent, "nearly deafened me the second day."

"Agent Stone was following exact and precise orders from yours truly." Robotnik was calm, once again the room turned to ice, "To call him an idiot is to call me an idiot. You wouldn't want that, would you, Doctor?"

It finally clicked in your head that this man was dangerous, not only because he was so high up in the ranks of the military that he had to be kept a secret, but because his attitude. Dr. Robotnik was clinically insane, "You dare threaten me in my own building?" Your voice rose to a low shout. Your muscles were stiff with the sudden realization this man could kill you and nobody would do anything about it.

"With all due respect, Doctor," Robotnik smiled, it was one of those 'I have full control of the situation' smiles. It set your blood to a boil just witnessing it, "May we get on topic again."

You felt your face get flushed with anger, "No. I gave you my answer, get out of my office and never come back." You stood up, the holographic screens flickered on behind you, making your black lab coat glow. Three beeps told you that you had an unread email.

"Check it." Dr. Robotnik stood up with you. Followed closely by Agent Stone.

"No, wh-"

"Check it!" He suddenly shouted, making you and the Agent jump.