Chapter #89GO, EGGMAN GO! by: Wasp   Sonic had just finished beating Eggman's newest boss mech, a machine Eggman swore up-and-down was invincible. Of course, it wasn't, and Eggman's insistence on leaving his dome exposed led to a swift defeat at the hands of the blue hedgehog. As Sonic watched the cursing Eggman limp away in a smoking Eggmobile, he turned his attention to the one remaining feature of the battle: A mechanical girl dancing excitedly nearby.
The robot bore a striking resemblance to a Mobian female, far more than any other robot he'd ever seen the doctor make. A body of two main sections with a narrow, segmented waist, wider hips and narrower shoulders, themselves encased in round orbs. The legs were long and shapely, rather than stick-thin beams or flexible tentacles, they looked like a woman's legs and had the usual amount of joints, which were currently performing high-kicks. The feet resembled high-heels, and yet the robot remained perfectly balanced. The robot's arms were slender, and rather than being tipped with sharp claws or weapons, they seemed to carry... pom-poms? Sonic wasn't sure whether they were handheld or just straight-up the machine's hands.
The face was somewhat similar to Metal Sonic's, but rather than fixed death-glare and mouthless muzzle, the robot had smiling eyes with heart-shaped pupils, and perfectly-molded but fixed lips, with a happy expression. Synthetic hair in a long ponytail hung down the back, and the robot had a pair of large, bouncing breasts, marked with Eggman's logo.
The robot was dressed in the garb of a cheerleader, black and red, and dancing excitedly while cheering for her creator.
"GO, EGGMAN GO!" The robot excitedly announced.
Sonic sighed as he looked at the oversexualised machine, slowly approaching it. It had been deployed by Eggman during the fight, but when it wasn't immediately hostile, he chose to focus on the far-more present threat of Eggman himself. Now that he got a good look at her, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"He really needs a girlfriend..." He groaned. "Still, can't leave you here, there's an animal in there that needs to be let out..."
A quick spin-attack, and the robot shattered, armour torn apart, a small rabbit bouncing free. If Sonic had been paying attention, he might've noticed that the little critter had makeup and more danced into the bushes than hopping, but he was slightly distracted by the cloud of pink that enveloped him as he crashed through the smoke.
Little did Sonic know, he'd just sealed his own fate. The pink fog wasn't gas or smoke, it was a swarm of nanites, tiny machines designed to turn whomever had encountered them into another member of the mechanical cheering section. Far from removing the strange robot from the world forever, Sonic had merely ensured that he would be the newest member of the mad doctor's personal army of mechanical cheerleaders.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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